Chapter 175 – #175. World Peace
Naeun’s neighborhood was a village that felt like it had everything you could possibly need.
We were getting ready to go back home after looking all the way around the street that was called a hot place because it gave us a tour.
As I passed the tree-lined road and turned the alley, Naeun grabbed my hands and opened his mouth.
“Brother. Promise your child that you will never do coins again.”
Write…
It seems that the strength of the promise has become stronger.
When eating lunch, there was a meme saying ‘bet on mom’, and after dating Naeun, there was a threat from a girlfriend saying ‘bet on me?’.
Now that I’m going to be a father, I thought ‘Staking a Baby’ would come out.
There is no end in sight to this yoke.
“Okay.”
I raised both hands up to express that I couldn’t win, then I folded my waist and fixed my gaze on Naeun’s stomach.
“My dear. This dad I will never dip my toe in a coin again.”
“I promise you soon.”
“I promise.”
“That’s Okay. Did you really say you can’t do it now? It just takes.”
“Hey. To be honest, it is truly a miracle that I did that.”
It’s safe to say that finding the light among those blue sticks really ruined my whole life of luck.
Truly all blue.
“You spoke well. A miracle is a miracle because it doesn’t happen twice, so don’t do that in the future.”
“I promised you, will you do it?”
“But since you’ve tasted the sweetness once, you might be able to touch it gently again.”
I did it.
Could it be too sweet and cause diabetes?
If I wrote more than 300 episodes of [I Imprisoned Her] And the amount she earned was about 100 million, I could think that the amount she earned was worth about 2700 episodes.
Oh my God… Now that I think about it, I feel like I’m starting to realize it.
“No no. You said your father-in-law wants you to have a job too.”
“…A design office?”
“Please don’t say anything terrible. On a happy day.”
Her I, who gave her a scolding to Naeun, turned her head and looked at her in response to her sudden question.
“Hey. But Naeun.”
“Why.”
“Isn’t that a bit strange when you think about it?”
“What.”
“Is it okay that your father is a novelist?”
The fact that she hates coin writers and that she is a novelist was something funny to me.
“Brother. You think your novels are dirty and ugly, don’t you?”
“If you look at the contents, maybe it’s right?”
“No. No. Think about it.”
Naeun, who placed her index finger on her chin as if thinking deeply, clapped her hands.
“My brother is contributing to reducing the crime rate in Korea.”
“…Where are you looking?”
“People with sexual desires like Lee Jin-seong may exist in reality, right?”
“There won’t be anything at all.”
“But if all those people kidnapped 10 women, would this world work properly?”
It was unknown how much a psycho like Lee Jin-seong would exist, but if that word actually became a reality, the news would be very dizzy.
“I think I’m going to hit the goal.”
“That’s it! Is that all reduced because her brother used her [Imprisoned her] To satisfy her vicariously?”
…Is that right?
“Then, in a way, you can see that it has contributed to world peace.”
“That’s right. In fact, my brother could be a dark knight who saved countless women from kidnapping and confinement.”
I knew it was bullshit, but it was still satisfying to watch my girlfriend rave about the value of my novel.
“Hey… You have a hero’s child… Hannah.”
Naeun smiled mischievously as I patted her on the shoulder with a proud expression.
“What if a rare villain comes out unexpectedly?”
“We can grow well. What kind of villain are you?”
“My brother and I?”
“Why. Aren’t you confident?”
She may seem a little cold to others, but she, the Naeun I’ve been watching, was a really friendly person to her people.
She was like that to me, and just by looking at what she did to Nayeon and her parents, I could tell how good of a person she was once I got a little closer.
She thought that if she ever had a child, she would definitely be gold or jade and she would be pretty.
“No? Are you afraid that her brother will eat it?”
“What are you eating? I can be a good father.”
“Don’t get caught by the kid by mistake later. Ugh.”
Ah… That’s right…
Come to think of it, I really don’t have much to do now.
Even watching porn.
When she thought of leaving her old comrade, her heart began to ache.
“…Something sad.”
Naeun looked at me with a face of extreme disgust when she suddenly became depressed.
“Why. Is it because you want to watch porn even after you’re over 30?”
“It feels like a cold wind is blowing on one side of my chest.”
“Why don’t you add lyrical expressions to just watching porn?”
“As if my heart was burned~ As if I was cut by tears~”
As I sang an old song, Naeun grabbed my wrist with even more jingling eyes.
“Brother. Even if you’re talking nonsense now, you know you’ll have to pretend you’re normal when you go back, right?”
I have no intention of getting hit with a golf club. Naeun.
I wrote a lot of masochist heroines, but I never thought I had masochistic tendencies.
“Of course. Acting Lee Min-ho, the young and rich coin rich man. Make sure.”
“Ehh…”
Naeun shook his head and pressed the password for the front door.
* * *
Chii profit
My mouth watered at the sound of the meat cooking on the grill.
“Mr. Minho. Eat a lot. I don’t have much of it, though.”
“Ah, no. Why are you preparing so much…”
Certainly, today’s table showed a lot of side dishes that are hard to see at home.
“Get me a drink.”
A father serving a glass of soju to his brother.
“Yes. Then we will be grateful.”
Oppa took the glass with his hands neatly folded.
“Does Na-eun not drink?”
In response to her father’s question, her mother hit her father’s back enough to make her clatter.
“Ugh! You bastard! What kind of pregnant kid is trying to drink! Then what if something big happens!”
Dad smiles shyly.
No. Actually, I didn’t know much, so I drank it once.
“No. You’ve been pregnant so long I forgot. Sorry. Naeun. Then let’s start eating.”
Dad held out a glass, brother held out a soju glass, and mom and I held out water glasses to toast.
“Mr. Minho, how is your family relationship?”
“There are no siblings, only parents.”
“Is your home in Seoul?”
“No. It’s from the provincial side, but like Naeun, I was living on my own because of my studies.”
Dad, who had been listening to the conversation between mom and brother, suddenly threw a question out of the blue.
“Yes… How many times have you been in love?”
“Dad!”
No. Why on earth are you asking that question? Really.
“No. I couldn’t even ask this much of the person who will be my son-in-law? You. Please answer me.”
My brother blinked his eyes with a foolish face for a moment, then nodded his head and answered honestly.
“Naeun is my first girlfriend.”
“So you’re saying you haven’t been in a relationship since you were 27?”
The father’s reaction seemed to be unexpected.
It was a thought that I could naturally come to when I saw my brother now.
Neat hairstyle.
Tall stature.
Blunt speech.
Of course, except for the height, I customized everything one by one, but in my dad’s eyes, I could have looked like a popular young man.
“Yes. It happened that way, but I wonder if this was all because I wanted to meet Naeun.”
I didn’t expect it at all, but I was happy to see my brother go over like a squirrel than I thought.
It feels like I’ve awakened Chintanam into a Neunggureonggi.
I think it would be popular if he could talk like that…
Of course, I felt like I was going to get married somehow, but I still got annoyed at the thought that other women coveted my brother.
When I get home, I have to put on my three-stripe pants again.
“Certainly my daughter is true.”
Dad poured the glass into his mouth as if he was happy with his brother’s answer, but I couldn’t help but feel remorse.
The older brother’s face, which seems to be struggling to maintain a poker face.
I know. Lee Min Ho.
I know.
It doesn’t mean anything to tell you that my mom and dad are only cancer.
The corners of my brother’s mouth twitched madly knowing that I was a pervert sticking a dildo down her throat because he was sorry for her virginity.
“Dad. Stop it. Why am I embarrassed?”
“No. Why. Can’t I brag about my daughter? How much more to your husband-to-be?”
Dad wasn’t a very strong drinker, so he argued with me with a straight face.
“I’m drunk. Stop drinking.”
“Hannah. Now that you think you’re completely independent, are you saying you’re going to come out like this to your dad?
“Why is the story going like that again?”
“Oh my. Your dad got drunk hey.”
“No. What are you talking about I wasn’t drunk at all.”
Dad, who seems to have to lie down in the bedroom right now.
“Yeah… Come on. Then I will ask you one question before I go in.”
“Sure. Please tell me.”
“…Where is the time to invest now?”
At her dad’s remark, me and her mom simultaneously slap her on the forehead.
