Chapter 154 – #154. Fan Art
The most splendid March has begun since I entered my 20s.
There were two main reasons, the first was that I was on leave of absence, and the second was that Naeun was my girlfriend.
“It’s March 3rd.”
Naeun, who was looking at the calendar, kindly informed her that today is Monday.
“Huh. The kids must have started school by now.”
Two hundred people.
In fact, although we were engaged in economic activities, it was true that the two of us looked unemployed to others.
It was because I didn’t go to work anywhere in particular, and I didn’t set a life pattern and do something.
“Ugh… I get dizzy just thinking about the graduation exhibition.”
Naeun, leaning on her computer chair, shook her head and tore off the wrapper of the snack on her desk.
“Aren’t you going to run this time?”
Originally, when taking a leave of absence, it is a national rule to receive love calls from friends asking for help with the graduation exhibition.
“Um… Well… I’ll go if someone calls. But if it’s too late, I hope you don’t call me.”
When Naeun reached out her hand, she placed a handful of cookies on her palm.
“What about your brother?”
“Me? Of course I have to go help Huimin.”
Thinking next year, I had to get her word out that I would help first.
Hwiminjwa’s ability to handle 3D graphics is the best among advanced students.
With his help, I could definitely put out the urgent fire that my future self had to deal with.
“Well, the only friend you have is your brother who is in school.”
“If you clumsily get to know each other, there will always be people who will treat you well.”
Eating a diss about relationships.
If so, I had something to say.
“Be nice to Huimin oppa.”
“You have no friends.”
Naeun’s right eyebrow twitched and then returned to its original position.
“Do you want me to have many friends?”
“If there is, there is.”
“Then it doesn’t matter if I run around and drink with the other brothers, right?”
No. This man
Even if you pass a stage, you pass a few stages.
I have a friend – but I have a friend who is a man. – But they are running around. – But I also drink.
It’s like I skipped four steps. You.
“Just do it. I will change my password.”
“Then maybe you’ll sleep over at someone else’s house?”
“Hey!”
In the end, I couldn’t control her anger and yelled at her.
Naeun giggled and got up from her chair, as if touching my seizure button was fun.
“So brother.”
Naeun wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me into a hug.
“Be obsessed with me.”
“…Already doing it.”
“No way. They say people who are really obsessed like it when they don’t have friends.”
“I’m glad you don’t have any friends.”
I thought it was a childish conversation indeed, but she didn’t feel too bad.
Naeun wants my obsession…
“Until a while ago, if you have friends, you have them~ You said something like this.”
She imitated my tone and was cute, but I wanted to punch her in the head.
“I think Nayeon did well in school.”
“You must have done well.”
Naeun pretends to be indifferent to the topic she takes care of.
“So, when are you going to sign up for your workout?”
The PT membership that I had registered for Naeun’s lie had not yet expired.
“…I don’t want to.”
“You were supposed to do it together.”
When she was done with her busy schedule, she agreed to join us, but she ran away and expressed her intention that she did not want to do it.
But it was a nonsensical sound.
How dare you keep me in a hellish gym for the middle of winter, while you read some nonsense at home hahahoho?
“I am registering in your name today.”
“Ah~~ Really, why are you like this?”
Na-Eun, who acts as an antagonist.
“You look like you need to get healthy because you don’t move too much.”
“I am healthy enough.”
“If you go, InBody will tell you.”
Numbers don’t lie.
In the end, she couldn’t overcome my stubbornness and broke her stubbornness saying that she would go with me later.
“Are you done talking about Na Yu-jin?”
“Yes. Just touch the finish and you’re done.”
Her final heroine in [I imprisoned her].
The Na Yu-jin episode already had only the last episode left.
After Nayeon left home, Naeun ran at a stormy pace and finished Na Yujin’s illustration at a really fast pace.
When I clicked on the minimized illustration program, as expected, HNE’s distinctive neat female character was beckoning toward me.
“…A bitch.”
After I said just one word, Naeun raised her thumb.
“Hit me.”
“Huh. You play well hey.”
Naeun asked if her play at her daycare was memorable for her, so let’s make a cover for her by applying it.
All of the costumes worn by Yujin Na in the screen are props reminiscent of daycare centers or kindergartens.
Red leather suspenders narrowly covered her nipples over her white naked body, and a small yellow hat that didn’t fit on top of her head.
The completely corrupted Eugene was able to fully empathize with all of those plays, and her happy expression contained Gosran in Naeun’s illustration.
“…Now there’s one last page left.”
“…Iknow, right.”
Midwinter. The painting HNE’s her [Her imprisoned her] Now really had only her final moments left.
“But I’m still very sorry… Can you write more?”
She had already told me several times why she stopped here, but it seemed Naeun still couldn’t let go of her lingering feelings.
“I have to write my next book now. However, some of the children will not even appear, so readers will forget their names.”
It was an unavoidable structure of a novel with many heroines.
When a man has relationships with multiple women, it was a reality that, of course, it was difficult for some of them to take care of their weight.
Now that there are already more than 10 heroines.
[She and her confinement] Were oversaturated.
To be honest, in the case of Han Hee-jung and Joo Min-ji, even I, the writer, couldn’t remember when the last time I took care of them.
“But why are you using pure love for your next film?”
“I write because I want to write. Why.”
“Then, what are the male readers who believed in my older brother and saved their sperm every day?”
“…I don’t know. I have no obligation to even manage their circumstances.”
The world was wide and there was a lot of nonsense.
I admit that [I Imprisoned Her] Was her biggest hit, but I believed that one day a superman who would far surpass the record I had set would appear.
Of course, as long as Naeun is alive and breathing next to me, the chances of taking it out alone while watching it were extremely rare.
“If you use pure love, but does that amount come out?”
“Are you asking how many chapters the novel is?”
“It is. I don’t know how my brother will use it, but it means that there is only one female lead.”
“Yes.”
“Then usually [I imprisoned her], Taking her one person as a standard, isn’t it 40 episodes at most?”
At the miraculous calculation, I blinked my eyes for a moment with an idiotic face.
“…You said pure love.”
“Anyway, isn’t that also the result of a man’s efforts to fuck a woman?”
Uh… Uh…
Even though I thought that something was right, I felt like shouting, ‘Sunae isn’t like that!’.
It should be said that it is a slightly dizzying idea to dismiss all romance in the world as a process to get the opposite sex.
“Anyway, I will write more than 200 episodes.”
“I think I’ll get bitten… If only one person bites and sucks…”
“I’ll take care of it.”
When she replied bluntly, Naeun pursed her lips.
“Then I won’t be unemployed.”
“It’s okay if only one person draws a lot with different clothes. And it’s okay if you don’t draw just to illustrate my novel.”
I wouldn’t mind asking one illustrator to do all the illustrations, but an illustrator would only be able to make a living if he received orders from here and there.
“…Do you like me being ordered to mess around by other men?”
“I can’t help it if you give me money.”
If someone just cut this out and made it into a video clip, I would look like an idiot without fail, but in reality, it was too much to encourage employment.
“Huh… I think it’s going to be a no fun next project.”
Naeun, who entered the bedroom, dived into the blanket and buried her face in her pillow.
“You haven’t even started, but I’m going to make a choking noise.”
“Go and write for my daughter. They said there would be a group scene now.”
“You go to the last one too. Then.”
I picked her up on her bed, and I put her back on her computer chair with her shoulder muscles trained at her gym.
Naeun, who had been staring blankly at her screen for a while, looked up at me.
“Brother.”
“Huh?”
“I won’t get paid for this.”
To commemorate the completion of [Her Imprisoned Her], I asked to prepare a group illustration of her featuring all of her heroines, and my eyes widened.
“Hey. How much is this at regular price, but I won’t accept it. It’s called an Amman couple, but let’s make this clear.”
Naeun would have earned millions of won at the same time.
She had no intention of eating her labor raw because he was her boyfriend.
“Ehh”
Naeun shook her head and smiled broadly at me.
“…This is fan art”
