Chapter 23 – #23. Exploitation
To be honest, I also knew very well that the theory of simgiche and cheonyeo was a piece of shit.
Who would live in the 21st century doing that?
However, as it is now, he wanted to break Hannah’s spirit by insisting that he was her virgin.
She hated deception.
Naeun emphasized that she was a virgin to the point where I thought it was a bit excessive, but I didn’t believe her words.
She’s overrated in terms of looks. She also has a good fashion sense. What is the reason that she who is good at drawing even sluts is her virgin?
I just got her a toy for her.
I thought it was nothing more and nothing less.
“That…Then what should she do to make her a virgin!”
I waved my index finger left and right at Naeun’s words, which seemed urgent.
“Na-eun, you want to return the unwrapped product.”
Drinking soju into my mouth, I exclaimed.
“Kyaa~ There’s nothing like that in the world! Naeun-ah!”
“Fuck!”
She banged her table.
Mr. Oh It’s a surprise.
“Hey…Why are you cursing…”
“Give me some soju.”
Taking the bottle of soju that was placed in front of my seat, she immediately filled the glass with soju and hit it with a one-shot.
But why is he reacting so sensitively to the word virgin?
“Ah… Write…”
“So, who wants to drink it in one bite?”
Why are you doing this to make me throw away my stomach after eating expensive food?
“Brother, what you just said. Are you serious?”
“What.”
“What about the heart body?”
Um… Concerned whether or not to tell the truth to her rather serious expression, I decided to just tell her.
“No. It’s just something I’ve heard.”
Savoring her grilled fish in her mouth, I answered her.
Suddenly, Naeun’s body started to tremble.
“…Did you write down the stockpile today?”
“Live serialization is difficult, so I wrote about 2 or 3 episodes.”
Originally, I was supposed to hoard about 5 episodes, but Hannah deleted her episodes at once, so they still couldn’t be restored.
“That’s great. Then eat this and go home with me.”
“Your house?”
Aaaaah… Do you mean you have to go back into that demon cave again?
“No. I want to go to my brother’s house today. Are you sleeping on your own?”
…I don’t remember telling you, so how do you know?
“Brother, according to common sense, you wouldn’t write a story about raping women by locking yourself in a house where you live with your family.”
Come to think of it, that was kind of terrifying.
I opened the door to eat and went in, and they talked about it. It also finds her son writing obscenities that only rape her virgins.
…If it were my son, it might be dizzying.
What should I say?
Mou Yamerungda? A life full of giblets is Mou Yamerung?
I laughed out loud at the sudden rush of strings.
“Uh. I’m not sleeping… If you find out what you’re drawing at home, there won’t be a fuss.”
When I suddenly pointed out that her situation was not much different, she too had a puzzled expression.
“It’s… It’s like that.”
Like that, the narrator and the narrator were silently sipping soju for a while.
The conversation a while ago was a fight that only left scars on each other.
“Haa… What are you doing in my room?
I couldn’t even imagine that guests would come, so the house wasn’t properly organized.
“Brother, don’t lie while making good money.”
“…The contract period is not over, so I just live there.”
“I don’t know. But take me with you. If you don’t take me, you know, right? Midwinter writer?”
It was the first time in my life to hear the name of a midwinter writer, so whenever I heard my pen name, I couldn’t help but be startled and shudder.
“Can’t you just stop calling me like that?”
“If you don’t take me today, oppa, prepare to be called the midwinter writer of the Nobel World from now on even at school.”
Dog bitch!
“Go and do something.”
“We have to have a meeting.”
“What a meeting.”
“Look. Midwinter writer. You’ve already held meetings with me often.”
That’s true… Come to think of it, regarding illustration, we have been working as business partners for quite a long time.
“Hannah’s illustration. Don’t you want to apply?”
Suddenly, she asked to have a meeting in her current life, so I seriously thought about changing the illustrator.
“…Contemplating.”
“Yes…?”
“I’m worried because you found out that I’m in the middle of winter.”
She was restless as if this reaction from me was unexpected.
“Why… Why? Didn’t my drawing suck? Nam Ga-yeon’s illustration wasn’t my brother’s taste?”
Naeun, who was just bold, wiggled her index finger with a nervous expression.
“No? It’s not like that…”
To be honest, I am a seller and a buyer, but I couldn’t have my female juniors draw obscene pictures on a regular basis.
“I know you are me, but how can I comfortably outsource you?”
“Leave it to me! Why? It doesn’t matter as long as you have skills!”
“Even if it’s not me, there are a lot of people who are anxious to get an illustration of you.”
This was true.
I’ve been working with her for a long time, so it wasn’t much of a problem for her to apply, but she knew that there were people waiting months to get one of her paintings.
“…Are you going to come out like this?”
“Is it okay for a person who knows loyalty to treat people in the same industry like this?”
“We’ve even seen each other’s genitals, so don’t do that.”
Pooh.
I almost spit out the water I was drinking at the sudden naked wording.
“Ah. Don’t rush.”
“What does the brother who stabbed his throat say?”
It is.
There was no sudden acceleration like that.
Maybe that wasn’t the greatest sudden acceleration ever in my life.
“Oppa. Then, this time, Hannah draws roughs and decides.”
“Hey… Isn’t it more difficult for you to have me draw a character with the same name as yours?”
“…Your brother applied for it, so other people’s applications were rejected.”
Eh… From a moral point of view, she didn’t think I was asking her to paint, but from a business point of view, it was the right thing to do with Naeun’s request.
Yeah… Originally, I was going to apply for HNE’s illustration to HNE.
“Then, I’ll apply only this time.”
Naeun let out a sigh of relief with a very relieved expression.
“Then get up. Have you finished eating?”
Many of the dishes also started to show the floor.
In fact, it felt like I, who was more wasteful of money than Na-eun, inhaled almost all of it.
“Uh~ yes~”
“Thank you for buying it! Op. Bread!”
Seeing Hannah wink, I let out a deep sigh.
“It’s 300,000 won. Was the meal okay?”
I held out the card, but Na-eun answered.
“Yeah~ You~ Moo~ It was delicious~”
…I’m getting pissed off.
“Thank you. Then come again next time~”
“Yes~”
The sun was up in the middle of the sky, but it felt a bit clumsy.
“Hey.”
“Yes?”
“Are you really going to come to my house?”
“Yes.”
Naeun stood right next to me, as if asking an obvious question.
“Meetings, just like before, via email. No. Now that I know the number, just text.”
“It turns out a much better work if we watch each other on the spot while watching the screen. Oppa.”
As Naeun brushed her hair, her white neckline caught her eye.
“If we look for data together and think while looking at the composition, of course, we will come out with more satisfying results.”
It sounds plausible, but…
But that means now…
“You want to see some shit in my room?”
Nod.
“You and me sitting together?”
Nod.
…Her.
Naeun really seemed to think of me as a wooden doll.
No. But considering the performances I’ve shown so far, it’s a structure that I can never be at ease. This.
“What if I get excited and try to fuck you?”
I looked down at her with a pretty scary face I could make.
Nod.
…Huh? Is this also a nod?
Did she even hear the monologue in my mind? She suddenly shook her head violently.
“Are you crazy? Brother!”
“Hey. I’m not a person with that much self-control. Looking at these pictures, they say that I’m a man too, so I get a physiological reaction. You’ve seen it too.”
“Then go to the bathroom, take care of it, come out and discuss it.”
What the hell is the reason you have to do that!
And when I imagined that a girl would come out by herself in my room where she was a guest, this was not the case.
It wasn’t real.
“…Hey. I can’t stand it. I warned you that I won’t stand it.”
“Yes~ Next time, I’m going crazy~ I’ve endured it my whole life~”
Maybe it was because I drank, my blood pressure seemed to rise twice as well.
“Hey. Follow me. You fucker.”
“Pretending to be tough is cute. Oppa.”
Naeun smiled and insulted me.
In the end, Naeun and I got on a bus heading toward our house, passed through a motel village, and arrived in front of our house.
I came all the way here with a little bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of
“What are you doing? Don’t open it.”
Naeun crossed her arms and urged me in front of her gate.
“Hey… 5 minutes? No. Can I wait here for 3 minutes?”
“Why.”
“I’ll do a real cleaning and let you in.”
“Huh~ It’s okay to have sex~”
…That won’t erase even if you come.
“I’m just going to sort out some trash and underwear. Wait.”
Once, I left Naeun outside her door and came into my room…
Little by little I started to sober up and started to realize that the situation was more serious than I thought.
In my… Room… The woman…?
Despite being 26 years old, my heart started beating too fast to blame.
