Chapter 163 – #163. Warning
Ah… Is this correct…
To be honest, the development of the latest update went in a completely different way than I thought.
The development was that the heroines imprison Lee Jin-seong in reverse…
Then this is no longer [Imprisoned her].
It’s about being [She imprisoned him].
There was something about it that seemed to deny the fundamentals.
It was similar to Sumi, but it tasted like a completely twisted ending.
I think it would have been more disgusting to throw it away neatly like consumables and leave in search of a new virgin…
However, unlike my thoughts, the comment section had many positive reviews.
[Ah. This is it This is correct.]
[And. Shit Ryu So-yeon is so damn good. It’s shit Thank you for your patience until the end.]
[ㅋㅋ ㅋㅋㅋ ㅋㅋㅋ ㅋㅋㅋ Honestly, it makes sense to throw away the kids like this.]
[Ha… That’s paradise. The writer seems to admit that Yugi was a piece of shit]
Ah… What are you talking about? Why.
It was clear that these bastards had ruined the author.
Over the course of a week, the author of Midwinter must have prepared an ending like that to suit the taste of these bastards.
But to be honest, I was a bit embarrassed to use the nickname Black Snowflake.
In the last episode, I even put a pad lip while insisting that the ending direction of the Midwinter writer was right…
I don’t think the author would break his will…
I’m sorry. Me.
I thought about deleting the comment now, but I decided to leave it as I thought the writer would be happy if he knew that there were people like me who liked the original ending more.
I hesitated whether or not to write a comment on this episode, but I decided to leave just one word as there was a development I was rooting for.
I think the original ending would have been better. -Black Snowflake-
This time, even if it gets stuck, I have to leave it alone.
I was afraid that if I did something more, I would be stopped.
* * *
Always [I imprisoned her], Her teaching assistant was one-on-one, so there was no need for illustrations featuring multiple people.
It was true that the amount was burdensome, and since it was a group scene that didn’t even appear in the novel, I thought it was worth it, but the moment I saw Naeun’s last fan art, I couldn’t keep my mouth shut.
Damn… Hannah, are you going to be the Michelangelo of the savage world?
The number of people is roughly similar to the creation of the world, so Naeun’s illustration felt like a waste to use as an illustration for a novel.
It’s a masterpiece. Masterpiece.
“Impression.”
She seemed to know that she had drawn well, so she crossed her arms and gave her a look as if to praise her quickly.
“You don’t build.”
“…Is that how you feel?”
“Huh. Men all over the world will miss your talent.”
Naeun nodded her head with a trembling expression, probably not the answer she wanted.
“Really, I’ll feed you somehow so you don’t build.”
“Eh. Don’t do it either. Oppa also has to provide daughters to people all over the world.”
A couple of persimmon makers…
Of course, we weren’t a couple who posted videos of our relationship on social media or made public shameful comments, but it felt strange to think that we were being consumed countless times by others.
“Naeun.”
“Yes?”
“If you paid for this and someone asked you to do it, how much would it cost?”
As with previous illustrations, if it was 100 per person, this was almost like a 10 million won painting.
“Umm… I don’t think I would ever accept a job that requires a lot of hands like this in the first place.”
“So you said if. I.”
“Still… Chapter 6? Didn’t you get at least 5 copies?”
“Yeah…Five cards…”
As soon as I nodded, Naeun immediately warned me as if she thought I was going to send the money to her account.
“Don’t give me money. I told you not to give it. Because this is fan art.”
“Okay. Okay. I won’t give it You can’t give it to me.”
Instead, I decided to prepare a five-card gift.
Well, April Fool’s Day, Naeun’s birthday, is less than two weeks away.
* * *
[Hello, this is Midwinter.]
[I have good news today, so I am writing a notice like this.]
[HNE, who always draws great illustrations, drew fan art to celebrate the completion.]
[Isn’t it really ridiculous quality?]
[I gasped as soon as I saw it.]
[Since all 10 heroines are included on one page, I can feel that the feeling is new and the ending is real.]
[Thank you so much to the artist HNE who worked on the drawings until now, and it would be a great honor if you could work with us on your next project.]
[Thank you!]
“Brother. If you work together on your next project, why did you write such an honorable sound?”
It was just written in the context of trying to do well in the future, but Naeun had a sad expression about what she didn’t like.
“Huh? Yeah… I literally just wrote it because I was grateful. Why.”
“Because it’s a natural fact that you do things with me unconditionally, you don’t even have to use those words.”
“Hey. How do readers know that?”
How would they know that you and I were biting, sucking, fucking, and rolling around on the bed every day?
“It implies the possibility of going to another illustrator in case of emergency. That.”
It seems that he wrote words that contain 99% positive, but Naeun was a vicious person who bites 1% negative.
“Hey. You made such a fuss, so am I going to go to someone else?”
It wasn’t even a goldfish, so it had the ability to learn.
“…You never know. Even then, he didn’t tell me and tried to get over it.”
I approached Naeun, who was sitting on the bed, and I lowered my back and made eye contact.
“Is not it. Now.”
“…I’ll believe it. Then.”
Naeun turned her head around as if she felt burdened as she stared at her.
Seeing that look cute, I put my hand inside Naeun’s shirt.
Naeun’s skin is soft whenever you touch it.
When I was at her house, she usually wore no bra, so the soft peach I felt on the tip of her hand made her sly smile come out naturally.
“What are you doing.”
“Nipple Remodeling.”
“My nipples are pretty, so what else are you remodeling?”
“I’m going to suck it up and make it black.”
It was a comment that any girl other than Naeun would not be able to say even after waking up from death.
“If making it like that makes you look bad…”
Naeun, who stretched her horsetail, slowly began pulling her T-shirt up with her own hands.
I wondered if she was thinking of taking off at all, but after all, like my illustrator.
“Grke Hjeuseu”
She bit the hem of her t-shirt with her front teeth and pulled her t-shirt up just enough to show her breasts.
“Really… You’re… The best… Hannah.”
I pushed her back because she couldn’t speak properly, and I bit her nipple painfully.
“Haha… I’m sorry…”
Even though she was sick, she didn’t feel bad, so she started to let out a moan that stimulated her man’s heart.
Clearly, Naeun’s nipples were still pale pink even though I often bullied her.
Side, side, side, side
“If you give birth, this breast becomes a public good. Might be a little sad.”
When I joked about it, Naeun let go of the shirt she was biting into her teeth and she answered seriously.
“Still, brother. They say it’s not that good to feed your baby only formula milk?”
Why are you restless? You.
Newborn baby. Do you think that I will feel jealous of the child who will probably become my child with a high probability?
“Hey. Of course, if you have a baby, you have to give it up. What are you talking about?”
“…Then what does oppa eat?”
“Me? What do I eat powdered milk for?”
I had read somewhere that powdered milk was better than I thought, so when I replied with a mischievous smile, Naeun raised her head and looked at her ceiling.
“But wouldn’t it be okay for you to eat some before the baby is born?”
“I don’t know. But I have no intention of having children yet.”
27 years old.
It was still too early to become a father.
What are you going to do after graduating from college?
“But. You have that injection.”
“Contraception?”
“Yes.”
“Huh.”
“It’s not 100%, though.”
“But they said it was 99%.”
Isn’t 99% practically close to perfect?
“But wouldn’t we have done it 100 times? After that?”
I’m sure there are days when it’s two or three times a day.
Hmm… I didn’t know if the number of times would be similar even if it wasn’t 100 times.
“It’s ambiguous.”
“So that means the goal might have been scored at least once.”
“By the way, have you ever had any unusual pregnancy symptoms?”
I usually didn’t think much of it, but when he said that, I became very nervous.
“No. I don’t have one.”
Side.
Naeun kisses my lips.
“Not yet.”
At that time, neither of us knew that a gift more expensive than 5 million won was waiting for us.
