Chapter 243 – The Twins Make Love. (Complete)
After her father’s declaration, Seho no longer felt that chicken was delicious.
Of course, there were only a few pieces left, but Seho seemed to be choked up for no reason, so he drank a coke.
“…Dad.”
“Huh?”
If that’s the case, why did you do it so well?
Why did you buy her chicken if you were going to sell her mother to me like that?
Seho, who hated his father for no reason, puffed out his cheeks.
“Ruler. If you’re done eating, let’s clean up now.”
Naeun takes a bag and collects the remaining bones after eating.
Seho, who did not want to be scolded, tried to throw it away, saying that there was still meat attached to the bone fragments as much as possible, but he did not hesitate.
Naeun confiscated Seho’s plate.
After the tidying up, Minho got up from his chair and took his wallet.
“Honey. I’ll go for a little walk.”
Minho, who noticeably moves out of his seat today as well.
“Huh. Come on Se-ho and Se-hwa sit on the floor for a while.”
Seho, who was trying to escape to his room, let out a deep sigh.
“It’s ruined…”
Twins walking helplessly to the sofa.
Sehwa grabbed Seho’s wrist.
“Don’t worry.”
“Don’t worry about anything. She looks like she’s been scolded by her mother.”
How long has it been since the Sujin incident happened? Another disaster like this…
This time, I could have been more scolded because I even hit my friend.
“I will protect you this time.”
It was completely different from the way he used to look down on himself, so Se-ho showed a somewhat puzzled reaction, but that was short-lived.
“What do you protect? Just looking at your mother makes you look angry.”
“You know me well.”
When I turned my head to where the voice had sounded, Naeun was there, breathing briefly.
“Lee Se-ho. Kneel down here.”
“But I think it hurts because I hurt my ankle…”
“Then sit here cross-legged.”
Naeun made Seho sit on the floor.
Today, with Saehwa seated right next to her, Naeun started admonishing.
“It’s Seho. Don’t you remember when Mommy said that even if she was angry, she would never hit her friend?”
“…I remember.”
“A kid who knows that beats his friend!”
The children closed their eyes at Naeun’s screams.
“But Mom. It’s because of Seho me.”
Sehwa would usually listen to nagging in silence at a meeting like this, but not today.
“Ji-hoon grabbed me and didn’t let go, so Se-ho helped me.”
“Why does Jihoon grab you and not let go?”
Naeun, who did not know the details of the incident, listened to Sehwa’s explanation.
Sehwa explained in detail what kind of child Jihoon was and what he had been doing.
Of course, this was a story that reflected Sehwa’s subjectivity to some extent, so Naeun, who was an adult, tried to filter it out and make a judgment based only on the facts.
“So that Ji-hoon said he didn’t like you today, but he didn’t let you go?”
“Yes. He seemed to like me, but he suddenly became violent…”
Naeun’s face seemed to have softened somewhat, and Sehwa turned her head slightly to look at Seho.
“Is that why I hit him over the head?”
Ah. That idiot
Although she defended her diligently at best, Se-ho started digging his own grave with his own hands.
“Something insignificant bothers Sehwa, so I just twisted my head~”
It was Seho who got hit in the head.
She didn’t hit her alone, it was Seho who had already been beaten several times by her friends, but Naeun slammed a honey chestnut into Seho’s head.
“Still. Friend. If hit. Is it okay Can’t you?”
I thought it could be the reason, but the violence that was done first needed to be corrected.
“Hing.”
Seho grabs the top of his head with both hands, as if the area where he was hit by the honey chestnut hurts.
“No…”
“Whoa… Seho. Stopping Sehwa was a good thing, but you should have stopped it with words first.”
“If Ji-hoon or another friend tried to hit you or Se-hwa first, then of course fight back. Don’t stand still.”
“But never, ever hit anyone first. Got it?”
“Yes…”
In the end, the mother yelled at Seho.
Se-ho is completely down.
Originally, today was the day I had to watch Magical Blast at home with Sujin.
Sujin… I would have waited…
Perhaps Sujin had no choice but to go home because of the fight.
“Go up now.”
“Yes…”
Seho and Sehwa, who had been attacked for a long time by nagging, went up the stairs together to the second floor.
Normally, they would go back to their respective rooms after dinner, but Se-hwa followed Se-ho into his room.
“What. Why are you following me?”
“Are you okay?”
Sehwa stretched out his hand and stroked the spot where his mother had been beaten.
“It stings, but it doesn’t hurt that much.”
Se-hwa, who knew what Se-ho had given up because of him today, couldn’t help but feel apologetic.
I want to give you something in return…
“…Lee Se-ho.”
“Huh?”
“Shall I kiss you?”
Sae-hwa was also aware that it was a bit of a strange question, but he didn’t seem to be able to do much for Se-ho.
If he had a favorite item, he would give it to him, but he didn’t think Seho would like his doll.
Mom and Dad really liked Sehwa kissing them, so he asked Sehwa.
“…Eww.”
Se-ho looks at his twin with eyes as if asking such a question.
“If you don’t like it, don’t.”
I don’t know what’s good
Kissing with Seho and Sehwa didn’t really bother me either.
“Hey. If you’re going to say something like that, just go.”
“You’re doing it because you’re grateful.”
Other boys seemed to be asking for a kiss, but I thought it wasn’t Seho.
After sitting on a chair at Seho’s desk for a while, Sehwa suddenly remembered a memory she had forgotten.
“Hey.”
“Why.”
“You like adventure.”
Se-hwa, who was thinking about what Se-ho likes, asked Se-ho a question as if to confirm it.
“Huh! I love it!”
“Then…”
Sehwa wanted to present a special experience rather than give something.
She made up her mind to be the rebellious daughter for her twins, just for today.
“I’ll be back here at 12 noon.”
“12 o’clock?”
From Seho’s point of view, it was very late.
“We can go on an adventure only when Mom and Dad are asleep.”
At Saehwa’s words, Seho could feel her curiosity welling up.
“Uh… Where are you going?”
“…Secret.”
Sae-hwa stopped talking to her and she left Se-ho’s room.
* * *
It’s 12 o’clock in the night when it’s dark.
Seho had endured the closing of his eyes again and again.
I can’t go until 12 o’clock…
Seho had no memory of going somewhere this late.
-Kiik
“…Lee Se-ho.”
A small whisper in the stillness.
“I’m here?”
When Sae-hwa said something like that, Se-ho, who seemed to have to speak quietly, kicked off the blanket and stood up.
“Huh. Are you ready?”
“Huh.”
“Follow me.”
Sehwa and Seho lifted their tippers and slowly descended the stairs.
It was important not to get caught by mom and dad, so the two children were able to reach the front door through the living room holding their breath.
“…Are you going out?”
It’s an adventure, but it seems risky to go outside at all…
Seho whispered in Sehwa’s ear, and Sehwa shook her head.
“I’m not going out of the house.”
The two children, who managed to put on slippers by groping, opened the door manually and came out.
“Oh…!”
The two children, who had never seen such a dark yard, exclaimed in exclamation at the unusual scene of the house.
“So where are you going? Then?”
Seho, who raised his voice a little, asked Sehwa.
“Dad’s studio.”
“Dad’s workshop?”
No. 1 forbidden area for children.
“But you can’t go in there.”
There are things that my mom and dad won’t let me in, but I couldn’t go in even if I tried to get in because of the lock in the first place.
“I know the password.”
“Eh? Really?”
How does Sehwa know that?
The twins circle the garden and stand in front of the back door.
Saehwa lifted the lock cover and started entering the numbers one by one.
[0 4 0 1]
It was my mom’s birthday.
Eventually, the door to the metal box opened, and Seho and Seho swallowed their saliva.
“You. Have you ever been in here?”
“No. It’s my first time too.”
The reason Saehwa knew her password was because she secretly watched her father go inside while playing in the garden on the weekend.
Even realizing that the password was her mother’s birthday, memorizing it was all too easy for the clever Sae-Hwa.
“Should I turn on the light?”
When it was dark and he couldn’t see anything, Seho fumbled with his arm and clicked the switch.
“Oh oh oh~”
Actually, there was nothing special about it.
If there is anything different from a normal room, the ceiling is a little higher.
Minho, who did not enjoy the stuffy environment when writing, demanded sunlight during the day and a high ceiling.
“Amazing.”
A monitor sits on a large desk.
The chair in front of him looked very soft.
Unlike Seho, who snooped around the desk and drawer, Sehwa stood in front of the bookshelf and watched what books were there.
“Weird.”
“Huh? What’s wrong?”
When Sae-Hwa said that she was strange, Se-Ho approached her.
“These books.”
“Huh.”
“All authors have the same name.”
[Midwinter]
“Uh? Is that so?”
“Who is Midwyeol?”
“You’ll know when you see it!”
“Hey! What if I touch that!”
I was going to just look around and ask to go back, but Sehwa was afraid that if I touched it wrongly, there would be traces left.
“Has she imprisoned her? The title is strange.”
“Lee Se-ho. You have to look at it and put it back.”
“I know, so you look at this. Are there too many of these books?”
Seho handed over another book that was on display to Sehwa.
“…My own illustrator?”
On this day, the children learned about the clan’s secret.
