Chapter 159 – #159. By Bow
Write… What should I say about this?
The older brother who sent me the manuscript file was looking at me with a very nervous face.
It feels a bit like an interviewer and an applicant.
I suddenly remembered the time when I was preparing for the entrance exam.
“Haa… Oppa… This is…”
“Not good? Is it really bad?”
A tone that seemed to be looking for confirmation.
However, I couldn’t bear to tell him my honest feelings.
There was nothing to say at length.
If I had to sum it up in one word, it seemed like it could be summarized.
The words [I feel like an idiot] Came to my throat, but I really tried with all my patience to backtrack.
“First of all… I think I’ve strayed too far from the existing Lee Jin-sung character.”
The ending brought by her brother was about Lee Jin-sung, who had abandoned the heroines so mercilessly, and brought back the slaves with regret.
I couldn’t understand Lee Jin-seong’s regret, and it was a very funny picture to see them come back even if I applied them to the feelings of the heroines.
Of course, since it’s a novel, it could be possible, but the important thing is that [I Imprisoned Her] Is a solidly built castle-like novel.
It was said that it was not an irrelevant novel even if it was screwed up like that.
Of course, there will be people who will like the nuance of being together with the heroines forever, but I thought that I would never be able to avoid the title [A novel that ended and was ruined] In this way.
“Even the heroine’s emotional expression is awkward and forced. And what if Lee Jin-seong is suddenly portrayed like this?”
I decided to take it lightly, but somehow I was beating my brother at random, like a teacher with a cane.
“What do readers think of you? Huh? I told you to wait while taking a break, but are you going to carry it like this? Yes?”
Once again scrolling through my phone, reviewing the content, I raised my head and the thought came to my mind that I shouldn’t have said that.
Because my brother…
It was because he was silent and had tears in his eyes.
“No no. Brother. That’s not it. This… Just think about it a little more… If you do… That…”
I was so flustered that I couldn’t even speak.
No. You’re not a person who cries so much, so why are you crying all of a sudden?
“…You said to fix it.”
A trembling voice.
“Yes?”
“I fixed it because you told me to fix it, but if I say that, what am I going to be?”
No. When did I tell you to fix it now!!!!
Inside, I was boiling with anger, but I felt like if I let go of my anger here, my brother’s mentality would really go to pieces.
“First of all… Let’s think about it together for a bit longer and make amends. Yes?”
“…I’m not confident.”
The older brother, who lowered his head and washed his face dry with both hands, let out a deep sigh.
“Really. Naeun. I lost the confidence to write properly after I got out of the frame I had planned.”
My heart ached.
It was very difficult to leave my boyfriend and girlfriend and watch the writer I really liked suffer from the sidelines.
“I will think more. Huh?”
“…Wouldn’t it be better to just let go?”
“Let go of something.”
“I’m just saying that going to the original ending I thought would be better even if I get more swearing.”
It was a harsh question for me, her brother’s girlfriend and her favorite reader.
Is it the right decision to force the suffering brother to change the ending?
If not, should the ending of the novel I loved be the tragedy in which all the heroines I loved were abandoned?
“Then let’s do this. Brother.”
After a short thought, I handed him a final offer.
“If we can’t come up with a better ending by discussing it together by tomorrow, we’ll just go with the original ending.”
“…This is the result I came up with after not sleeping for three days. Is there anything else that would change?”
“That’s something you don’t know. So brother.”
I hugged my brother tightly and whispered desperately in his ear.
“I want you to work hard until the end.”
“…Huh.”
I also thought to do my best.
* * *
“Ah… That sucks…”
After telling Naeun that I was going for a walk, I went out and bought a can of beer and a bag of potato chips from a nearby convenience store and sat down at an outdoor table.
Profit.
A short sound of carbonation followed, and I gulped down my beer.
“Big…”
It’s cool.
How nice it would be if the novel ended coolly like this.
Having my manuscript rejected by Naeun Lee, my self-esteem hit the floor.
Not too long ago, when Na-Eun made a bitter remark, I was so emotional that I almost shed tears.
It’s a real dog sale.
More and more comments on the latest episode.
Some readers still respected my opinion, and there were some who defended me hard, saying that I was not a kaebung, but many criticized me and drove me to be a traitor.
So, I studied and prepared what kind of ending would satisfy the angry people the most, but I never thought that her girlfriend Naeun would also reject me.
I’m so sorry really.
Knowing Naeun’s personality, I also knew that she tried to say the best she could.
But at that level, the manuscript I wrote was virtually garbage.
As I drank the beer again, feeling as if my stomach was burning, I felt that this was the so-called ‘naeglegure disease’.
No If you say it’s really bad, this must be objectively bad writing.
As I munched on the potato chips, I felt something choke in my throat.
It’s frustrating and irritating, but I can’t believe there’s only one person who knows that I’m a novelist.
There is nowhere to go to complain. Mr. Lee…
I’ve always thought that if I write something I like, it’s enough, but today, for the first time, I hated the genre of “Narrative stories.”
When I thought that there was no way to solve anything, I threw away the remaining trash and went home.
When I opened the door and entered the house, Naeun, wearing a headband and holding a ballpoint pen, was diligently jotting down something in her notebook.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m envisioning it.”
“Ending?”
“Yes. So please don’t talk to me.”
Anyone who sees you will know that you are a writer. Hannah.
“Do you think anything good came out?”
“Because I’m trying to make an ending that’s as plausible as possible, but also as bad as it gets. Please stop talking to me.”
“OK.”
Leaving behind her spinning her pen, I lay down on her bed.
Ah… I don’t know…
If you take a deep breath, you’ll feel better.
* * *
Lee Jin-seong has already declared that he will abandon the heroines.
Somehow, he tried to come up with a development to bring them back, but the more he tried, the more the character collapsed.
Now that I’m in the position of the writer, I can see how thoroughly his older brother conceived of the ending.
Unless it’s the ending where everyone is thrown away, it feels strange no matter what you put in it.
But I had no intention of giving up on the heroines.
Realizing that a solution through binary nature was impossible, I changed the direction of thinking that the heroines should be the key to the solution.
Heroes who were so easily abandoned by their masters who swore eternal loyalty.
How are they feeling now?
What are you thinking?
When oppa always writes, he seems to write from the main character’s point of view.
I’m rather the opposite.
I felt like I would be able to think a lot better by putting myself in the shoes of the heroines.
The circumstances were a bit different, but if my brother told me one day that he was abandoning me, I would…
Of course, I thought there was no reason for that, and the probability that it would become a reality was extremely small, but just imagining it made my body tremble.
Abandoned.
My brother abandoned me…
While I was still thinking, I felt a distorted smile form on my lips.
I can’t just leave it alone
I can’t watch that ending while sucking my fingers.
I got up from my chair and opened the locker room door.
Holding the play rope in my hand at the bottom of the chest of drawers, I conceived a future plan in my head.
Yes… This must be medicine, for those kids…
When I imagined myself as Yoo So-yeon, I felt like I could do something even harsher to Lee Jin-seong.
I thought I might finally find a clue.
It is the only way for us readers, who are overly immersed in the heroines, to reach a satisfactory ending.
I went into the bedroom without turning on the lights and found my brother in a deep sleep.
This man shows no sign of getting up even if you touch him.
I slowly began tying knots around my brother’s wrists and ankles.
Even if you are an adult male, you can never just solve it.
Thinking that this would convey their sincerity, I began to recite the incantation in a low voice.
“I am Yoo So-yeon. I am Soyeon Yoo. I am Yoo So-yeon.”
Raising his hand, I slapped my brother on the cheek.
“Wake up. Master.”
Let me guide you on the road to completion.
