Chapter 218 – The Twins Make Love.
[Because you’re the 10th closest girl.]
Even after lunch break was over, Sujin was in a very unpleasant mood.
Why the hell did you say that?
While she told me she was definitely special…
Sujin knew very well that special is a word used when there is only one but not many.
“…Soojin? What’s the matter?”
Her partner, who was sitting next to her, noticed Sujin frowning at her and asked.
“…Miyeon-ah.”
“Huh?”
“If you have a friend you want to be close with…”
When Sujin, who rarely talks about herself, started talking about her, Miyeon pricked up her ears.
“Yep. What?”
“Does he compliment you when he’s just being nice to you?”
“Isn’t that nice? We can make friends!”
As Mi-yeon said it for granted, Su-jin realized once more that she was right in her thoughts.
“But he just said this.”
“What?”
“My 10th best friend.”
Miyeon thought about her for a moment as Sujin’s eyebrows curled anxiously.
“But if he has a lot of friends, wouldn’t it be okay to be number 10?”
“What?”
Sujin, who knew that Miyeon would sympathize with her at this moment, asked back as if she was dumbfounded.
“If you have 100 friends, wouldn’t it be nice if you were number 10? If it’s the 10th out of 10, it’ll be bad.”
She thought that Su-jin, who was making her feel bad, was definitely making a point.
“…Is it?”
“Well, I don’t think there are even 100 people. Ehehe.”
When Mi-yeon answered with a broad smile, Su-jin thought about her Se-ho once again.
Seho is one of the most popular.
Even the girls insulted by Seho are one truck now.
Taking Miyeon’s advice, she chewed the cud again and there was a chance that this could be a fairly high number.
She wasn’t just a girl either. What a friendly girl.
It was as if she had won that title in just two conversations.
And she hadn’t even met him wearing clothes that matched Seho’s taste.
If only she would go out in a prettier, cuter outfit…
Sujin stared at the black sticker on the inside of the plastic pencil case with the number 10 written on it.
* * *
“How was school?”
Minho, who arrived at school today to pick up the children, raised his voice in a friendly tone.
“It was great!”
For a moment, Ji-hoon was offended by him, but Se-ho is the type who doesn’t take that to heart.
When his father said that he had bought ice cream at home, Seho smiled happily.
“What about Sehwa?”
“I liked it too.”
My dad was strangely weak. By Friday, he seemed lethargic.
I think I heard somewhere that working men like Fridays.
Sehwa didn’t know why her father was having a hard time.
“Ruler. Let’s get off.”
As the children rushed towards the front door, Minho looked at them happily.
“Mom!”
When the peppy kids ran into the house, Naeun opened her arms to welcome her children.
“I’m here?”
“Huh!”
Did I do the 2 seconds I hugged my mom properly?
Seho slipped out of Naeun’s arms and rolled her short legs toward her refrigerator.
“Ice cream!!”
The family’s taste for ice cream was very firm.
Minho, the head of the household, only ate chocolate even after his head was broken, and Naeun stuck to her strawberries even after giving birth to her children.
Se-ho liked the thrilling and sour ice cream, but Se-hwa, like an old woman, said that green tea tasted the best.
“Ummm~ This taste is good~”
Sehwa and Seho sat on the sofa side by side.
“Be careful not to spill it. If you spill that, Mommy will have to do the laundry again.”
Last time, she said she wanted to eat cereal while watching TV, so when she left it, it was Seho who spilled her milk on the sofa and carpet.
She tells how much she struggled that day to get rid of it.
“Yes!”
Naeun, who was sitting on the edge of the sofa, watched the children eat snacks with a look that they would die pretty.
“It’s Seho.”
“Huh?”
“I heard you asked your dad to drop off the stationery today.”
When Naeun asked what Minho had told her after sex, Seho rolled her eyes.
“Ah. I have a sharp that I want.”
“That is a lie. Mom.”
Sehwa, who had been silently listening to the mother and son’s conversation, came in.
“Seho. She told me that too, but she lied about playing soccer and breaking it.”
The real Lee Sehwa.
It doesn’t help at all.
If this is the case, shouldn’t I have no choice but to say that I went to buy a sticker for Sujin?
“Hmm, son. What did you buy?”
“That’s it…”
“If I lie, my mother will ask the stationery man?”
Of course, he had no intention of using such a cumbersome method, but Seho swallowed up his fear and confessed the truth.
“…A sticker.”
“Sticker?”
Sehwa and Naeun also tilted their heads after hearing Seho’s answer.
It was because Seho had no hobby of collecting stickers.
“Why did you buy the sticker?”
“I want to give you a friend.”
When Seho answered in a crawling voice, Naeun instinctively guessed the target.
“That friend who said she was pretty?”
Mom, Sehwa, and mind reading!
Sometimes, whenever he was able to see through his thoughts, Seho would startle and startle.
“…Yes.”
To buy a present for a pretty girl already as a kid.
Eun-eun thought her actions were cute, but she was a little afraid that Se-ho would become a water buffalo in the future.
“So, I gave the sticker to that friend today, how was the reaction?”
“Reaction? Did you like that it was very pretty?”
Since it happened like this, Seho changed his direction to just brag about his sense.
“I chose the prettiest sticker at the stationery and brought it to you!”
“Okay? How much was that?”
“2000 won!”
Naeun looked so cute about her proudly talking son.
2000 won. Even the amount can be so tight.
Still, Naeun, who thought that it was not much better than lashing out at other girls for being ugly, gave rise to anticipation that if she had a girl her age close to her, she might develop a concept of manners.
“Still, if you give too many presents to a friend, it becomes burdensome, so you have to do it in moderation. Got it?”
“Huh! Okay!”
On the other hand, in the case of Sehwa, it was the opposite.
Last year, when I held a birthday party for Sehwa at my house.
Naeun really felt as if she had seen a scene reminiscent of a Joseon Dynasty Sato’s feast day.
Boys bought dolls, writing utensils, and other things as gifts, but Naeun could guarantee that Sehwa was more popular than her school days.
The heap of presents was showing how well Saehwa was doing in her social life.
“Ah. Right. I will give this to my mother!”
Seho, who brought a bag he had thrown away in a corner of the table, wanted to give his mother a present as well.
“Sleep.”
When he removed it from the vinyl, Seho placed the number 1 on the back of Naeun’s hand.
“What is this. Are you giving it to your mother?”
“Huh. Mom is number one!”
In fact, as Sujin listened to her more and more, she thought of reducing the number one by one, but it was worth giving her mother a sticker of hers.
“Thank you~”
As Naeun smiled, Sehwa held out her hand as well.
“…Please give me too.”
“Why are you?”
“My mom gave it to me and Sujin gave it to me too. Why don’t I give it to you?”
She was Sehwa who wasn’t too greedy for stickers, but she was in a bad mood because she said she wouldn’t give anything to herself.
“Seho is nice~ Let’s give Sehwa one too~”
When Naeun asked with a smile, Seho had no way to refuse.
“…Ruler.”
Se-ho, thinking that there would be no problem in giving it to Se-hwa since he had already given one to his mother, handed the sticker with the number 2 on it to Sae-hwa.
Sehwa, who received it but had no idea where to attach it, took out her bag and attached it to the cover of her pencil case.
The surface looks a bit empty when you put only one number on it.
“Hey. Give me a little more.”
Sehwa turned her head towards Seho.
“Eh. Nope. You already gave me one.”
“You’re not going to stick it all on anyway.”
“…Sujin will give it to you.”
“Then leave only Sujin’s and give me something else.”
All I can give Sujin is a number under 10.
The rest of the patterns or patterns were not necessary.
Still, she didn’t want to give her something bare-mouthed.
“Then what are you going to do?”
“Hey. Don’t you remember your moral homework?”
Realizing that her mother was right next to her, Seho hurriedly removed the sticker and attached it to Sehwa’s pencil case.
“Then take this with you, and take this with you. I don’t need this either.”
When the stickers were attached at random, almost like a random process, Sehwa stopped Seho’s hand.
“Why are you sticking it the way you want! It’s mine!”
“You are different! I asked for it, but why are you doing this to me!”
“Uh huh. Guys. Don’t fight~”
Na-Eun had to break a cold sweat again to stop the two quarreling children.
However, this family did not know at this time what kind of ripple that one small sticker would cause.
