Chapter 19 – #19. Picture
Hannah.
She, who caused ripples in my quiet heart, had no contact for a while.
I thought he must have reported it or called me out and got angry, but my phone was silent.
Whoa… Just in case you didn’t know, I even prepared a will in the drawer…
I was already prepared to return the income generated by the novel to society.
Since he died dishonorably due to wrongdoing, I thought that I should do good even if I die, so I won’t go to hell and get my sentence commuted.
However, to put my worries to shame, Na-eun came out to school as if nothing had happened.
She finished class, but she always called attendance, but when she finished class, she went out of the classroom as soon as there was something urgent.
“Hey, Minho. Let’s eat.”
“Huh.”
Huimin tapped my shoulder when the reinforced concrete class was over.
As always today, watching Naeun’s back as soon as the lecture was over, I walked with Huimin, shuffling her shoes, to eat her erudition.
“What are you going to eat?”
Tonkatsu and pork stir-fry.
Today is a man’s day.
Looking at the menus with no lines to skip, I fell into deep trouble.
“I am Jeyuk.”
Huimin replied by inserting her card into the reader.
“I eat pork cutlet. What?”
I was looking for a seat after receiving food together, but a familiar silhouette caught my eye.
“Why. Do you want to go over there and eat together?”
Hwimin also asked me if he had found Naeun.
“No. Just between us.”
“Why. It’s like a city planning group, so let’s eat together.”
No. It’s really good.
Huimin didn’t even listen to my answer until the end and sat down across from Naeun.
Naeun was alone smiling at her cell phone.
Are you watching a funny video?
“Naeun, is it okay if we sit here and eat together?”
Upon discovering Hwimin and I, she trembled like a middle school student caught playing a game without her mother’s knowledge.
“Ah… Sit down. Let’s eat together.”
When I hadn’t sat down yet and had to pick up Huimin, Huimin shrugged her shoulders.
“What. Dude. You guys are close.”
Huh. They said that after they became too close, they gave her a butt and hired her as a narcissistic heroine.
I sighed deeply and sat down next to Huimin.
Naeun looked at me with a mysterious expression.
A face that seems to be holding back a little laugh.
…I’m anxious.
From the day I realized Naeun wasn’t a child with a normal mindset, I couldn’t let go of my tension.
It was very unsettling that there was no action.
Does it feel like you have to quietly look into a ticking time bomb that may explode?
“Brother Minho.”
“Why.”
“Are the preparations for the contest going well?”
When she asked a question, Huimin tilted her head.
“Minho. Are you doing the contest? You?”
…No. I don’t do it, but I can’t make an excuse that I’m busy writing obscene language, right?
“No no. Wait, I was told to do something from the forest, but I just gave up. The subject matter wasn’t my taste.”
“Is it so?”
Naeun’s eyes bent like a crescent moon.
“What was the subject?”
Actually, I was in a hurry at the time, so I just said what I remembered, but I hadn’t even read the contest guidelines.
“Uh… What… Future library and archive space design? I think it was something like that.”
“Huh~ that’s right~”
After Naeun said that, she picked up her phone again.
She was knocking on the keypad of her cell phone to see if there was an urgent text message. She put her cell phone down again, and at that moment, my cell phone vibrated.
[Message from Hannah (2)]
…What.
After opening a chat room with Naeun, I couldn’t help but stiffen my face.
[Surim Student Contest. PDF]
There is one file that can be assumed to be the outline of this contest.
And a teasing text from Na-eun who sent it.
[Haha, open it.]
Swallowing my saliva, I clicked on the file to open it.
And the theme of this Surim contest is… Duseong-dong Urban Regeneration Project.
It was completely different from the library blah blah.
“It’s a pity that he said he was so busy that day and then left and then gave up. Oppa.”
We didn’t even say a few words, but the tier 1 learned pork cutlet started to feel tasteless.
“Lee Min-ho, you said you were going to rebuild, so you have no regrets about the design?”
Huimin laughed and teased me.
“You always sing that you don’t want to do it, but the truth is that the design is good~”
“No. This baby. Don’t sound a little terrible.”
Uh huh It really wasn’t that.
Instead of getting a job at a design office, I’ll just work part-time at a convenience store.
Design office…
Around 4th grade, we all inevitably had no choice but to find out about the truth there.
It seems that there are students who sometimes dream of seeing architects who attend architectural design offices in dramas and movies.
I just wanted to say one word.
…Run away now.
It was sincere.
When I was a sophomore, I think I felt better just by looking at the first years and having juniors, but these days, when I look at the first years…
Alas… Again, foolish sentient beings have chosen the wrong path.
I couldn’t help but think like this.
It was not for nothing that they said that ‘getting rid of the gun is the order of intelligence’.
“Minho oppa, what are you going to do if you get rid of the clothes?”
Naeun asked while biting the pickled radish with chopsticks.
“I don’t know. I’ll have to go and see it then.”
He must be writing obscenities or something.
To be honest, I was already earning a far higher income than the starting salary of the design office.
I had no intention of prospering with a meager salary by working overtime.
“Naeun, tomorrow’s urban planning class. Do you have a topic in mind?”
As the silence passed, Huimin brought up the topic of urban planning, the intersection between the three of us.
“I… Um… I thought it would be nice to loosen up a bit towards urban landscaping.”
“Have you seen any specific cities?”
“I thought it would be okay to use New York as a reference.”
Ah… Such a conversation. I hate it so much.
But Hannah is you.
You are already living a successful life.
Why do you talk about architecture as if you are serious about living a happy life with dolls on display in a luxurious officetel?
“Then, it’s a bit like Central Park and parks. Are you studying something like this?”
“Roughly.”
“Not bad.”
“I’ve been thinking a little bit about Chicago…”
Huiminkun is also serious about architecture.
It felt like we already had Petey’s story lined up.
When he started to explain rather actively, Na-eun put on a burdened expression.
Okay. That’s normal
Weiying.
When Huimin’s cell phone vibrated, he hurriedly went out to answer the call.
“Guys. Eat and go first. I’m a professor, so I’m afraid I’ll have to call you.”
“Yes~”
Naeun smiled at Hwimin and replied.
The two of us left
Naeun still had some food left, but she only looked at me to see if she had eaten it all.
“Brother.”
“Huh?”
“I have a problem these days.”
…Naeun.
You’re not going to bring that up in the student cafeteria, are you?
This bastard tried to rape me. Isn’t that what you’re talking about?
A lot of people take a peak at lunch time.
In this place, how many people will I be beaten if she shouts coolly once?
“…Tell me.”
“You know the midwinter writer.”
“Huh.”
I thought it was fortunate that my name was not called, but that was also my other name.
I couldn’t be careless yet.
“Why don’t you submit an illustration request?”
…In fact, it was already a little past the time to apply.
Since I hold and write an average of 20 to 30 episodes per heroine, when the first episode came out, I sent it, and the illustration would be completed around the middle to late half.
But this time, it’s a little late…
It was also because HNE recognized that the writer was Naeun, and it was because she had to change the direction of Hannah’s character in the novel.
…Coming to think of it, if I had taken the concept as it was, I would have almost made Naeun do something no different than asking Naeun to draw herself as an illustration?
When I think of Eun-yi who is drawing sluts using herself as a model in her bedroom, it seems like something is going on…
And.
I barely suppressed the urge to slap my cheek.
The fantasy kept trying to cross the boundary of reality.
A novel is a novel after all. And what I’m writing is quite obscene.
It was crazy to keep trying to project this into reality.
“I’m sure you’ll apply soon. He said he’d do it with you.”
“So… This time, I’m going to contact you first with the photo my brother took.”
“You don’t even know the character.”
“I don’t know the content anyway, but it doesn’t matter. Platinum hair, bob hair. All you need is about eye color? That’s what you need to do during the final coloring.”
…But you take a picture of yourself and send it to the real artist?
“Naeun, are you really going to send me that picture?”
I thought it was a very dangerous move.
Of course, the genital area or other major parts were not openly visible, but what if the author leaked them?
“Yes.”
“Hey. If that just spreads on the Internet…”
“Anyway, the artist won’t even know that this is my picture, so what is it?”
That was right
“I’d rather not.”
“Did the person I care about do that?”
…I’m speechless.
“Anyway, I’m going to send it.”
Hey. If you’re going to do it your way, why are you saying that you’re worried?
“I’ll go first. See you tomorrow. Brother.”
So Na-eun left first, and I put the cooled pork cutlet into my mouth.
* ***
When I returned home and checked my mailbox, I couldn’t help but tremble with anger.
Naeun lied to me.
It was because the photo attached by the HNE writer was not taken by me.
Naeun in the photo…
The top was turned inside out so that all of her breasts were exposed.
Her pink nipples and areolas were not mosaic-treated at all.
In the picture, only her eyes are mosaicked.
[Please eat the pathetic me♥]
The writing on the plan card hanging around her neck was clearly visible.
Even a double piece with her hands.
[How would you like to try catching this new character like this?]
An e-mail with a sly tone that seemed to know nothing.
…This couldn’t have been a virgin.
Hannah.
She dares not be a virgin, so pretend to be a virgin?
She touched my quirk as a novelist.
