Chapter 165 – #165. Taste
“The ice cream you ordered is here!”
A date outside with my brother after a long time.
As March came to an end, we came up to Namsan Mountain to see cherry blossoms like everyone else.
“Ruler.”
“How about a spoon?”
“Of course I brought it.”
As he handed me the little pink spoon, he reminded me of a pup who wants to be praised.
“Good job.”
“But is green tea ice cream good? I was just like that.”
“Would you like a bite to eat?”
I held out the spoon that should have been pointed at my mouth to my brother, and he licked my spoon cleanly.
“Um~”
The older brother who munches his mouth and savors the taste.
“I don’t know. It was just like that when I ate it before, but I still don’t think about it.”
“Ugh. Tasteless. I also eat a lot.”
“You mean my mother raised me wrong?”
“No? What’s wrong with your mother? It’s just that my brother grew up wrong.”
“You talk too much. You.”
“It’s a joke. What else are you doing?”
It was the moment when I took the ice cream to my mouth because I wanted to eat it deliciously.
“Huh…?”
What. Why does this taste like this?
“Why. What’s wrong?”
“I think the taste of the ice cream is a bit odd.”
“Eh. It just tastes like plain green tea, right?”
Is it? It’s not?
I’ve eaten a lot of green tea ice cream from the same company, but I’ve never felt this way.
“A bit… The taste is a bit disgusting, isn’t it? Why?”
“Give me.”
After snatching the ice cream from my hand, my brother took another big bite.
“Hey. Is it just green tea flavor? You said that, but don’t you actually like green tea ice cream?”
It’s not… It’s not really…
I thought I was weird, so I ate another spoonful, but I couldn’t stand the rising nausea.
“Ah. I can’t eat this.”
“…Is that enough?”
“Do you want to just eat it?”
“Uh… First of all, eat all of mine and eat yours. Or would you just eat mine?”
When my brother offered me chocolate ice cream, I tried it for now, wondering if it was weird.
“…Is it delicious?”
“Choco doesn’t have a failure rate?”
In the end, my brother ate the green tea ice cream I bought to eat all the way to the bottom.
“You should also eat chocolate from now on. Eh?”
“I hope to try one more soon. Has my tongue become strange?”
“Hey. Don’t just buy it and throw it away at me. Just choose a delicious flavor from the beginning.”
As expected, it was the cherry blossom season, so the streets were full of people like us.
It seems like it’s been a while since I’ve been to Namsan.
As we climbed along the beautifully blooming cherry blossoms, we lined up to ride the cable car.
“Brother. Can you ride this?”
“No? It’s the first time I’ve been to Namsan since I came to Seoul, right?”
“Seven years have passed since I entered college, but I didn’t even come here, what did I do?”
“Writing obscene language.”
She honestly tried to tease me if I gave another reason, but she couldn’t stand it if the reason was to write [I imprisoned her].
A man who dedicated spring to readers’ daughters.
I thought this might be a 21st century saint.
“Then I will guide you. You know it’s an honor.”
He joked with a tone that reminded him of a medieval aristocrat, but his brother’s expression quickly darkened.
“You. Who are you with?”
“Yes?”
“Didn’t you say that because you’ve been here with someone?”
“…You came here on a field trip in high school?”
I blinked my eyes and answered, but my brother didn’t answer, but he moved forward first.
Ugh that barn.
I have a lot of needless jealousy.
It seemed that he was afraid that I might come with another man.
I told her that she was a motherfucker, even giving me a virgin, but why is she doing that?
“Brother. Not that one!”
I shouted at my older brother who was about to descend.
“Oh oh…”
Upon boarding the cable car, my brother clung to the window and looked out like a child.
“The weather is clear today, so I can see very well.”
“How was it when you came before?”
“It wasn’t that good because of the fine dust.”
After getting off the cable car, we went up the stairs and looked at the square built around the tower.
We stopped at the souvenir shop.
“…Is this too expensive?”
“It’s mostly tourist destinations. What.”
Looking at the items at ruinous prices, we seemed to have reached an agreement not to buy them.
“No. Why are you buying it?”
“Ah. I wanted to try this.”
“Some of them will be demolished after some time, right?”
My brother must have had a romance with locks.
“No. Did I ask you to buy it? I said I would buy it with my own money, but why do you keep saying something?”
“Ah. Then, if I had bought it at a stationery store before coming here, I would have bought it for 5,000 won. What is 5,000 won? I would have bought it for 3,000 won.”
However, our Midwinter writer who has no compromises.
He swipe his card at the checkout counter, ignoring my whining.
“Ruler.”
An older brother who gives me a name fan.
“I’ll write it down because I’m a wealthy Hogu oppa.”
“If you write it that long, you can’t even fit it all in.”
“Then I’ll shorten it to Hoguse.”
…My brother’s sweet night was more painful than I thought.
Coming up with a comment to write on the lock was more difficult than I thought.
“Isn’t it enough to just drive Minho♥Naeun and write down the date?”
“Isn’t it too bland to pay 15,000 won?”
“Most of the people who did it here must be bland.”
Of course, my brother’s words were standard, but I was still wondering if there was something more unique.
“Ah. How about this?”
“What.”
“Midwinter♥HNE”
“Hey. Then, if someone sees it as a community, what will they do if they are stuffed?”
“Eh. But how many of those perverted guys who read porn are going to climb up the Namsan Tower lock zone.”
I covered my mouth and giggled while my brother looked at me with disapproving eyes.
“…It could come up. Why do you do that to your readers?”
“Then they’ll be busy messing around with their girlfriends, so we’ll just have to worry about ours.”
“It’s really bad. Hannah.”
“Yeah~ your girlfriend~”
I opened the pen cap and slowly began to carefully write our pen names on each padlock.
Midwinter ♥ H N E
“Will there be fewer dates?”
“Wouldn’t that be nice?”
“Or something else?”
“Do you have any candidates in mind?”
It would be nice if what I wrote down had something to do with [I imprisoned her].
Shaking my head, I wrote down a statement of my conviction and asked my brother if it would be okay to go.
“Jeong-sil is Yoo So-yeon. Is this at least okay?”
“Hey. Really, if someone sees this and spreads it, do you think there will be a catastrophe?”
“It’s okay if we catch it later.”
He seemed like an older brother who wouldn’t allow it easily, so I tried to act aegyo with a voice full of snoring that would come out in a drama after a long time.
“Brother~ Do it~”
After confirming that the corner of my boyfriend’s mouth was twitching, I put the name of my favorite character without listening to his answer.
[Jeong-sil is Ryu So-yeon♥]
Now, foreigners all over the world will check once and for all who the royal family is.
Thinking that it was a really good thing, I grabbed my brother’s hand and went to find out where to go.
* * *
[Hey. I’m almost there.]
[Wait. I’ll open the door.]
The last day of March.
When I visited Hwimin’s house to find Naeun’s birthday present, I couldn’t shake the awkward feeling.
No. I didn’t have anyone to ask for, so I did it to him, but when I opened it…
The thought of seeing his face already made me feel ashamed.
Eventually, when I arrived at the door and rang the bell, Huimin greeted me with a long delivery box.
“Ruler.”
Hwimin handed me a box.
It seems that I was not the only one who was feeling uncomfortable feelings.
“Uh. Thanks. Hey.”
“No. Well… It’s not difficult.”
Awkward
It’s fucking awkward.
How many years have you been hanging out with Huimin?
“Hey. That… It’s Minho.”
As I stood at the front door embarrassed, Huimin suddenly grabbed my shoulder.
“Uh…? Uh. Why.”
“I had a lot of trouble hiding it until now.”
Do you really think of me as a fuck?
Please whimin. Please don’t make such a fucking misunderstanding.
I’m a mad writer who wrote over 300 stories about fucking women.
“Hey. It’s not like that.”
“No. But if you’re like that, shouldn’t Naeun be like that? You?”
“What bullshit. That is.”
“You… Aren’t you doing that while meeting Naeun?”
“No. Sick child. Something like that Don’t overlook it.”
As I annoyed him with Chinten, Huimin made a more and more incomprehensible expression.
“Hey… Then, Naeun will take care of you…”
“No. Fuck. It’s not like that.”
Hitting my forehead, I just told them it wasn’t like what you thought and escaped from their house.
I thought it was really difficult to explain the purpose of the dildo without misunderstanding.
I have hardly regretted it since we started living together, but this time I thought about what it would have been like if we had lived separately.
