Chapter 152 – #152. Black Snowflake
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I frowned at the sound of the alarm ringing and grabbed my phone.
I was so tired that I ignored it three times, but when I regained consciousness, I realized it was time to get up.
It was the day Nayeon finally moved out.
It is said that it is the last time to be taken care of in this locked room mattress.
I decided to help with the move, so I got up holding on to my aching back and opened the door and went out into the living room.
“Did you sleep well?”
Naeun was busy moving her short legs.
“Uh. Thanks to.”
“Nayeon says the furniture will come later at 1:00, but she thinks I can go with her then.”
“Okay? What do you have?”
Naeun must have just taken a shower, and her hair was still wet.
“Nayeon. What did you say?”
When Naeun called for Nayeon, Nayeon came out of her bedroom and recited her furniture in a choked voice.
“The bookshelf… And the bed…”
Nayeon seems to have taken a shower earlier than Nayeon, and her hair was also dried, and she seemed to be in a dry condition, but why is her expression looking at me…
It was a subtle look.
Before, there were times when I thought that she was being hated and there were times when she showed a wary side of herself, but today Nayeon suddenly looked at me and her face turned red.
What else did I do wrong
I don’t know, but I’ll get points by helping me move in and work hard.
It was because I didn’t think there would be many opportunities to meet Nayeon after today.
“Brother, go wash up too. We’ll go to Nayeon’s and wait for you.”
“I have some work left, so can I go at 1:00?”
“Eh. Didn’t you play like that because you did all the work yesterday?”
Still, because Na-yeon was there, Na-eun purifies her by saying that she played.
“Ah… Actually yesterday I just played without work…”
In fact, I would have had to come home and finish her manuscript, but I was willing to have sex for Naeun, who had become sullen.
It was written to live happily with Naeun.
Even if [I imprisoned her] Was her figure, she thought that it was meaningless only because her girlfriend was sullen.
Still, Naeun let out a sigh as if she hadn’t noticed her, and then her brother told her to write and come right at 1 o’clock.
“Nayeon. I’ll leave as soon as I dry my hair, so pack your things in advance.”
As expected at times like this, it was her heavenly older sister, Naeun Lee.
According to an old story, when Nayeon went on a picnic, Nayeon packed her lunch instead of her mother.
Considering that she had gone that far, I thought it was only natural that Nayeon liked her older sister.
On the first day, Nayeon, who put all her belongings back into the suitcase she had brought with her, looked around her house to see if there was anything left behind.
Bedroom, living room, bathroom, kitchen.
After all the exploration, she was standing for the last time, staring at the door to her secret room.
She didn’t know what to do, but to confirm, she asked Nayeon a question.
“There’s no need to… Check that room…?”
I knew it had never been brought in.
It was a room you shouldn’t have entered in the first place.
“Ah yes.”
Awkward laugh.
I felt like I was doing something, but I nodded and escorted the two to the front door.
“Brother. If you get late for work, just text me and do that first. Nayeon and I will try to do something.”
As expected, the true reader, White Snowflake.
Naeun was considering my work with a worried look.
“No no. I’ll finish it as soon as possible.”
“But don’t do it on a whim.”
Naeun drove me away as soon as I saw signs that her form of [I imprisoned her] Was deteriorating or her content was becoming poor.
Every time that happened, I said I had a plan and looked around, but honestly, there are days when people want to use it a little bit.
“Do as you command.”
After confirming that Nayeon bowed her head and walked out the door, I sat down in front of my computer desk for the first time in a long time and pressed the power button.
The life of wandering around study cafes is finally over.
It was barely a week, but the discomfort I felt while working was considerable.
My desk. I feel relieved when I sit in my chair and work.
It’s almost March and the freezing cold is gone, but there’s still a cold wind.
Opening the window and stretching, I turned on the word program thinking that I should start writing with a new mind.
Oh right.
Before writing today’s minutes, should I read the comments or take a look at Whiririk?
After accessing the Nobel World, I had no choice but to be frightened today after seeing the notifications piled up.
More than 500 notifications.
Back in the days of Hakko, I was the type of person who would go and check each and every one of them…
With more than 100 notifications even if I didn’t look at it for a day, I was now just checking the latest comments.
I pressed Na Yu-jin episode update and started reviewing the comment section.
[Whoa… Shit… An immoral daycare teacher is like a bitch…]
[Stand upright in the middle of winter. Why are you stopping here?]
[I want to see Yujin Na giving birth and giving birth to sex education… I think she’ll say something like, ‘I have to conceive only with strong male semen…’
Oooh… The last one is a bit cheesy.
But unfortunately, her pregnancy scene in [I imprisoned her] Was not going to appear.
It was because Lee Jin-seong’s goal was not to have a happy family.
To him, women are expendable. Because it was nothing more and nothing less.
If they lose their beauty and grow old, Lee Jin-seong will target them with other young ladies and eat them.
Still, I thought the reaction itself wasn’t bad, so I scrolled down and saw a nickname that stood out.
[Black Snowflake]
Even if I looked at the contents well, I remembered her nickname to some extent, but it was a nickname I had never seen before.
[Continuous driving completed. You learn a lot.]
Write…
I should just use it for water or to get one foot out.
Learning something is very difficult.
Not to mention learning from sociopath Lee Jin-seong…
I just hoped that the new readers would not take the wrong path because it was his repeated actions that would make real women panic when they found out.
* * *
Eugene had no idea that doing the wrong thing could be so exciting.
Now that all the children have returned home and even the director has left work.
Following Jin-seong Lee’s order, she did not leave work and waited in her office, looking only at her cell phone.
Weiying
As soon as the phone rings, Yujin swallows her saliva and slides the screen aside.
[Arrived.]
Calm voice.
[Yes. Master. I’ll go see you.]
As he quickly moved his steps and went out to the front gate, Yujin, who saw Jinseong standing in front of the playground, felt his face turn red.
‘I… Really… I’m going to do it where the kids are playing…’
Until just a few hours ago, it was a place where children who didn’t know anything were running around.
I remembered the faces of the children who were beeping like chicks calling themselves teachers.
Today, where they used to take a nap, he would receive semen with his whole body.
[Guide.]
Even though he hadn’t even performed the ritual yet, Yu-jin felt his lower body tingle just by imagining it.
Perhaps her apron, which she now wears over her clothes, is the only piece of cloth she is permitted to wear.
When Jinseong was brought to her napping room, her master said just one thing.
[From now on, you are a baby. Yujin Na.]
Jin-seong was thinking of making her play her infantile regression.
* * *
Whoa… It’s hard…?
After all, it was not the rice cakesin itself that was important.
Situation and background.
Depravity and immorality.
All of these things had to be evenly connected to provide a psychological pleasure rather than a simple rice cake scene.
In that context, I was very satisfied with this episode as it seemed to have come out very well.
Finally, when I checked the typos and checked the time, there was only about an hour left.
Ambiguous time to eat and go.
I just wanted to buy something like a sandwich, so I stopped by the bakery and packed some of the things I was going to eat and the bread that Nayeon would give me as a gift.
But since you’re a girl, you’ll like bread, right?
Naeun likes it too, so maybe she likes it.
I thought so.
After buying a bag full of bread and boarding a taxi, I called the address Naeun had written down.
Seoseongdae…
I also wanted to go to Seoseongdae.
It’s quite an old memory now, but there was a time when I wanted to look at the university Nayeon was accepted into.
I also took the math test…
It was clear that one of the bricks in that building had been planted by me.
By the way, my nickname is Black Snowflake…
The comment he left on the reader’s nickname that strangely lingered in his mind reminded me once again.
It feels like white snowflakes and sisters.
Of course, Snowflake-sama might say that if you actually spit this out through her mouth, don’t weave it.
