Chapter 24 – #24. Advent
…To hear Hannah come into my room.
Uninvited guests. It was also me who had absolutely no immunity to female customers.
Since it is not possible to keep her standing outside her, I hurriedly started tidying up her room.
I threw the clothes, including my underwear, that I had taken off casually into the laundry tub and looked at the desk.
There were still leftover lunch boxes from yesterday.
Why is there so much to clean up?
Mistress… Clean up yesterday and sleep well.
After throwing out the food waste, I threw the remaining plastic container into the trash can.
Originally, it was a dual monitor that I bought with great enthusiasm for the construction work, but now, on my screen, the manuscript of the Hanna-eun episode that I wrote yesterday and Hiromi, a doujinshi page for reference material, were displayed.
If Naeun witnessed this as it is, I would definitely be scolded by her to the fullest.
At least 30 minutes later, he would be sitting there saying something like ‘Wow~ Oppa~ I knew this would happen~’.
As I was about to put my hand on the mouse and turn off the window, I suddenly had an idea.
…This. Should I just turn it on?
Hannah, ever since she caught my weakness, she has been treating me like a fool who can’t do anything.
Treat me like a pathetic guy who writes obscenities in the dark in the room.
Then, how about showing the ‘real’ in reverse?
If I show you what this nocturnal crawling chaos is, won’t she get fed up and stop bothering me?
Of course, if you look at the jokes she gives me or the pictures Naeun draws, she may have her anti-magic against this side to some extent, but I was able to show more than enough.
…Hannah. How can you look into the ‘abyss’ and not be frightened by me?
After getting ready, I opened the door and let Naeun in.
“Come in.”
“Excuse me.”
Taking off her shoes neatly, she looked at my room admiringly.
“…It’s narrow.”
“Hey. You said it was narrow.”
“But I didn’t know it would be so narrow. They said I’d just move while making a lot of money.”
“What are you, don’t keep moving away.”
Even when I was writing, there were always readers like this.
Guys who are doing well on their own, but always stumble over unnecessary things.
Naeun sat down on the bed without my permission.
“Brother.”
“Why.”
“Are you writing obscenities all the time here?”
She asked, looking toward my desk.
“Uh.”
“Is that so?”
She got up from her seat and sat down on my gaming chair, spinning her chair around.
I unfolded her guest chair and sat down next to her.
“Ha… Yes. I came all the way here for the sake of work. Turn on the computer.”
“Can I press this?”
The moment Naeun put her hand on my power button, I exclaimed in delight.
As planned…!
Eventually, the monitor light came on, and various data that I had intentionally turned on were displayed on the screen.
“This…”
Naeun’s big eyes widened even more.
The one I put up is the hardest manga I’ve seen recently.
Even her heroine has a slight resemblance to her, so I thought it was perfect to make her sick.
Mouth. See ass.
When I put up a slightly disgusting scene in which semen oozes from all the holes called women’s holes, I intuitively sensed my victory.
Go away!
Hurry up and see, it doesn’t matter if you just curse at me, so go to your house!
However, Na-eun’s reaction was a little different from what I expected.
No? It was very different.
“Hauu…”
Suddenly she bowed her head in shame.
Naeun opened her mouth in a low voice, with an expression similar to that of a girl watching the boy she likes from behind.
“Is this… Your brother’s favourite?”
“Oh! This is really ugly! I don’t know how many feet I took out!”
Actually, she could have just told me that she liked it, but I deliberately tried to exaggerate it to create her dislike for her.
“…How many feet?”
Are you really asking this?
“One… Three shots?”
She thought that she who asked the question was also amazing, but I thought that I, who was answering that question, was also a legend.
“Is it so?”
For some reason, I began to feel a sense of incongruity in her appearance, which seemed so happy.
What… What is it It’s ridiculous to say that he’s a sleazy writer. Is it like this?
But if it’s a typical female college student’s reaction, shouldn’t you at least frown?
Looking back, that meme was a very hardcore meme.
A kid who looks like you is covered in semen all over his body. Isn’t it normal that there should be a little more reaction?
“I don’t think I can use this as a reference for our work, so I’ll turn it off. Doesn’t it matter?”
I nodded my head at the way she overcame my tricks so calmly.
…Anyway, my plan didn’t seem to land any effective hits on her.
Naeun, who turned her chair toward me, was making a subtle expression.
“Tell me about Hannah.”
“Tell me about you?”
“No. Hannah, the character my brother created in the novel! The character my brother created to fuck me while thinking of me.”
When I heard that sound, I felt like I wanted to hide anywhere.
Ah. This is our home, so there will be nowhere to run to.
“…It’s not a character I made with you in mind.”
“But how come the heroine’s name is Hannah in the episode following the day I went to the motel like a ghost?”
“If you keep talking nonsense, I know I’ll just kick you out.”
Originally, loyalists who say the right thing are said to be decapitated quickly, don’t they?
She started to hate her for always saying the right things.
“So Hannah’s illustration. Her brother wanted to go with a certain concept.”
Hannah Na-eun in the original manuscript was a female college student illustrator, just like a real person.
However, after the complete revision, the role of the character Hannah was a pre-service teacher waiting for her appointment.
“Keep Hannah. Hannaeun. When I call her name, she looks like you, so I’ll just call her a new character.”
Calling her name made me feel like I was calling her right in front of her eyes, so I set her device in advance.
“This new character is a teacher. To be precise, an aspiring teacher.”
“Um… But, he’s a blonde, and he’s 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”
To be honest, what she said made a lot of sense.
If you think of the image of a teacher in a classic night story, it was traditional for most of them to come out with black long straight hair and even wearing glasses if necessary.
But she couldn’t bear to tell her that she was like this when she turned to her ass to not get caught on her.
“Times have changed. Open-minded teachers are also needed.”
Naeun looked at me with an expression that made me want to have all these bastards, but she was me who was getting used to her contemptuous gaze.
“So. Then, is there something like an outfit you want?”
“That’s what you did well on your own.”
In fact, one of the best things about working with HNE’s writer was that she perfectly brought me the feeling and more than I wanted if I threw in just the right keywords.
“But the more specific you are, the more it comes out with the feeling that oppa wants.”
Naeun connected to the search portal and she searched for [Teachers Daily Look].
All of the clothes that seemed to be worn by the young female teachers I met in middle and high school appeared on the screen.
“Choose the one you want to wear the most out of these.”
Oh… That’s how you do it.
I thought that illustrators would just pretend and start working right away, but I guess that wasn’t the case either.
“This.”
When I pointed out one, Naeun smiled.
“Doesn’t oppa want teachers to wear clothes like this?”
What I chose was a white blouse and a slightly tight black miniskirt.
“That’s not it. That’s how readers like it.”
“What are you saying? You just like my brother and ask me to draw him.”
In fact, the illustration was intended to show the readers, but there was also something to fill the selfishness.
What’s wrong with paying my money and asking me to draw?
“What about the outfit… Let’s say you’re going to take it roughly similar to this one. What about the pose?”
Naeun’s face was already full of mischief.
“The photo I sent you last time. Shall we do it with that?”
“You mean the picture of you flipping your chest?”
“Yes! That picture my brother couldn’t hold back and committed a lot.”
The picture of Naeun’s breasts kept flickering in her eyes.
Now in that shirt…
Gulp.
It reminded me of the feel of her breasts that I had massaged at her house last time.
It felt like a soft peach on top of the soft knit.
That shouldn’t have been the case, but naturally, a reaction started to come from my lower abdomen.
“Shall we demonstrate it again here?”
“Don’t do it. I said I really can’t stand it. If you do something like that.”
It was I who had already warned her beforehand.
“I know that you will endure it like a eunuch, but why?”
Naeun secretly started pulling her blouse up.
“You really regret doing that. Naeun-ah.”
“Ada has to be bluffing.”
Before she knew it, her blouse was far above her navel and went up to a point where her bra was visible.
“I’m really curious, but the main character in my brother’s novel doesn’t do anything in a situation like this? Isn’t that the kind of concept I’m thinking of?”
“Ah~ There’s no probability, but it seems like a novel where a woman rushes in and shakes her waist saying she likes it, doesn’t it?”
“Well… It’s obviously a novel written in a room by someone with no experience. It’s pitiful. Pity.”
Naeun couldn’t finish her words.
“Hey.”
This was my sanctuary.
It was the room where my novel was born, and it was the place where the main character, Lee Jin-seong, whom I really worked hard for, was born.
Here, nowhere else, she insulted my novel and treated Lee Jin-seong as an idiot who gets eaten in the southern world.
Yes… In this room, I am a writer, Midwinter.
“Have you ever been beaten with a cock?”
And like that, within my sanctuary, my other ego, Lee Jin-seong, descended on me.
