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My Illustrator! 197

My Illustrator! 197

Chapter 197 – #197. Dream

I thought it was a few weeks where the word “Udang tangtang” Fits well.

I couldn’t have imagined until recently that a wedding in the world requires so much preparation.

After the meeting, I thought that things would just go smoothly, but the world was not so easy.

There was no easy procedure, and there was no corner that did not cost money.

It was all money. Money.

There was no part that didn’t cost money to do something right.

But I couldn’t say that it was not worth it.

It was because Naeun worked so hard in inspecting all the procedures.

“Okay… First of all, oppa. Go to that secret room and bring a hanbok.”

The day before the wedding ceremony.

Naeun was checking the list she had meticulously memorized one by one.

I stood by the side as if I was a butler in some kind of romance fantasy.

“Do you want to try on the hanbok just once?”

“But Naeun. It’s not like you can change what you’re wearing right now, so I’d rather keep it from getting wrinkled…”

Cheer.

I shut my mouth at the stinging gaze and took a wrapping cloth from the room on the spot and untied it.

“Wouldn’t it be better to go in and get dressed? Miss?”

“No. Just get out of here You’ve already seen everything you shouldn’t have seen, so why are you here now?”

Naeun turned her head back to her notebook and squeezed the pen.

Reluctantly, I took off my pants and started wearing a hanbok with a T-shirt on.

I think the first time I’ve worn it again since I was really young was while preparing for my wedding.

I really had a hard time choosing this…

Naeun made me go in and out of the fitting room dozens of times, like dressing me in toy clothes.

“I wore it. Lady.”

Raising her head, Naeun twirled her index finger.

No. What am I really after?

Is it really okay to treat her husband like this? Hannah.

But rather than resisting her shame, I just turned her around as she told me to.

“It’s good. I think I made a good choice that day. Please clean it up and put it back.”

Hey… I didn’t want to open it knowing that I would do this anyway.

Inwardly, I grumbled and grumbled, but tried to make the shape as originally folded as possible.

“Brother. Are all the cars booked for tomorrow morning?”

“Huh. We made reservations for our ride in advance, and confirmed the guest shuttle a while ago.”

“How old is your brother?”

“I started two hours ago. You?”

“I said to come 5 hours ago.”

Naeun let out a deep sigh as if she was losing her energy.

“Make-up should be pretty. That way everyone will like it.”

“I think raw hair is pretty too.”

I hugged her slightly weary-looking Naeun from the back and I rubbed her face next to her.

“Still, I want to show my older brother a pretty face on the day.”

My girlfriend will be my wife tomorrow.

To think that this kind of person would become my companion for the rest of my life.

With love and gratitude, I kissed Naeun’s forehead and gently massaged her shoulders.

“Now, ma’am, what should we prepare next?”

“Please take out the bag you bought back then.”

“Yes~ I will make a colonel soon~”

Even after I went in and picked up the bag, Naeun continued to stay by her side and help her make a final check.

“End now. The real end.”

Naeun tousled her hair here and there as if she was fed up with it.

“You’ve been through a lot.”

“Ah… I really don’t think I’ll ever get married twice.”

“What. You haven’t done it with me yet, so are you thinking about doing it a second time?”

When I pointed out fiercely, Naeun smiled and lay down on her bed.

“Is it possible? If you were going to do it twice, you wouldn’t have worked so hard.”

Naeun leaned side by side with her and I looked up at the ceiling.

“Naeun.”

“Yes?”

“Are we a real couple tomorrow?”

“Yes?”

“Why am I so unbelievable?”

When I spoke to her in a way that I didn’t realize it, Naeun tugged at my cheek.

“Does it make sense to you to be a father?”

“That’s something I’m used to now.”

She honestly said that at the time Na Na-eun found out she was pregnant, every day was a feast for her mental breakdown, but now she accepts it rather calmly.

Should I say that she feels more awkward about being a husband.

“Is it so? Unusual.”

Naeun, who was silent for a moment, turned her body to look at me.

“Brother.”

“Huh.”

“Thank you.”

“Suddenly?”

Originally, she was extremely reluctant to talk like that, so I wondered if this was a joke.

“It’s just… Something… Everything… You know what I’m thankful for?”

I pushed my face a little closer to the voice that seemed to choke me a little.

“Hey. Hannah. Why are you crying?”

“Mistress… I don’t know… Me too… Just something… My brother is so good… He helped me out…”

From my point of view, I really thought I did what I had to do for granted.

Even more, it was Naeun who carried the gun and commanded everything from the front.

From various reservations, preparations for the wedding venue, and greeting the adults, there was nothing that Naeun didn’t do, so I thought Naeun did a lot more hard work…

“Don’t cry. What are you going to do if your face is swollen tomorrow?”

I smiled and patted Naeun’s back.

“Ah. I really shouldn’t cry. Mr. Lee.”

Even as she said that, Naeun continued sniffing.

A tiny hand hammered my t-shirt.

“Brother.”

“Huh?”

“…Thank you for marrying me.”

“I am the blessed one. What are you thankful for?”

“Thank you anyway.”

Naeun, who hadn’t told me what she was thinking, went to sleep in my arms just like that.

We, already fatigued to the limit, were greeted on the day of the wedding.

* * *

“Lee Se-ho. Why did you do that to Sujin in class 3?”

“What’s wrong?”

A boy named Seho looked at the girl with a very curt face.

Even though he was a child, Seho’s face had a handsome face that could be said to shine.

“Why did you speak so meanly again?”

“No. Then she calls an ugly kid ugly. What do you say?”

Seho, who put the game console down, responded to the girl who looked like him with a pathetic expression.

Her features that resemble Naeun’s and her subtle brown hair seemed to show her Naeun’s childhood.

“More than that, Lee Se-hwa. Are you really going to come out like this?”

“What.”

“You know I don’t know? Are you pretending to be cute to your dad only when you don’t have a mom?”

“Her daughter wants to play a little cute with her dad, but is that so dissatisfying?”

Sehwa sarcastically mocked Seho’s words.

“No. That’s not the problem. Do you think I wouldn’t know?”

“…My dad bought me because I was pretty.”

“If I pretend to be a princess while humming that much, any dad will have no choice but to buy it for me.”

“Lee Se-ho.”

There were thorns in Saehwa’s words, but Seho did not back down.

“What. Lee Se-hwa.”

“You. Are you thinking of embarrassing your mother again during the visiting class by acting like that?”

“Why are you talking about that now?”

“Do you know how many girls you dumped right now?”

A child named Seho shrugged her shoulders, as if her womanhood was splendid even though she was already young.

“Do you remember how many diced radish kimchi you ate yesterday?”

“It doesn’t matter what you do. But my mom feels sorry for the other ladies.”

“Ha… That’s really annoying.”

Se-ho got up from the sofa and stood in front of Se-hwa, who was resting his hands on his hips.

“Hey. Lee Se-hwa.”

“Why.”

“I think I’ve said it before.”

Seho’s hand stroked Sehwa’s hair.

“I’m not interested in ugly girls.”

“…You mean to be a little nicer when you say no.”

“They confessed on their own, so why should I say I’m sorry?”

“Your mom and dad told you that you need to consider other people’s points of view as well.”

Seho’s hand went down more and more until it reached the tip of Saehwa’s chin.

Side.

When she applied strength to her hand, Sehwa’s upper body leaned toward Seho.

A short kiss followed.

“I told you not to.”

“You said you could do it with your family. Mom and Dad.”

When Seho smiled, Sehwa slightly blushed and glared at him.

“If I’m at least as pretty as you or my mom, I’ll be able to deal with you.”

After saying that, Seho twisted his body and placed his hand on the game console again.

“It’s just that I’m unnecessarily handsome…”

* * *

“Brother! Brother! Wake up! Now!”

“Ow… Hey…”

“What are you sweating like this. It’s the morning of the wedding day. Are you sick?”

I felt very fortunate that what I had just a moment ago was a dream.

“Ah… I had a bit of a dream…”

“What dream was it?”

Instead of answering, I looked at Naeun’s bulging belly.

“It’s just… It wasn’t such a good dream.”

Guys… Isn’t it…?

My Illustrator!

My Illustrator!

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Status: Completed Type: Author: , Released: 2022 Native Language: Korean
The illustrator was a junior in the same grade.But I am a novelist.-Let's try Sunaemul, which is a little tasteless!-

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