Chapter 27 – #27. ATM
Rattle. Rattle.
A coin laundry not far from the house.
I just stared blankly at the spinning duvet sheet.
…I raped Naeun.
I shoved my cock into the mouth of the girl who begged me to do something wrong, and even when I saw her tears, I didn’t pay attention to the painful screams and stuffed my club into her virgin cunt.
I had crossed the line and ended up with it.
At that moment when Naeun was talking in my room, I thought my actions were right.
She was a woman who treated me like an idiot who couldn’t eat even if I gave her, and who treated my novels as crap.
If I couldn’t say anything there and bowed my head, what kind of self-respect would I have to live as a man?
However, the fact that Naeun was a virgin is a variable…
It was a very big variable.
No, but even if you think about it, how can that be a virgin?
It was an absurd story.
A certain maiden puts a placard around her neck that reads [Fuck me, I’m pathetic] And lets the man into the house.
To be honest, the word “Slut” Would have been better suited to Naeun.
But the world won’t recognize my injustice.
The important thing is always the facts.
The author of the novel, Lee Min-ho, raped Hanna-eun, who had no sexual experience, without her consent.
Nexus will be destroyed~ rat~ rat~
Fuck.
The voice of a famous game caster echoed in my head.
It’s a rat, this is it.
When the washing machine stopped, I put the damp laundry in the dryer.
Whoa… By the way, what the hell is Naeun thinking?
She promised me not to report it in exchange for me not to cum.
Seeing that the police haven’t come yet, it seems like they really won’t…
The last conversation with Naeun rather amplified my anxiety.
[Brother. Because I am chastity before marriage.]
[What…?]
[I can’t get married anymore.]
[No… How did you get confused.]
Eun-yi reached out and touched the traces of an intense love affair on the bed.
The red marks that were too much to say were secretions from sexual intercourse proved that she was a virgin.
[Take responsibility.]
Naeun glared at me with ferocious eyes.
[…How.]
[Think carefully.]
Ruler. If the world I live in was like an authentic Japanese light novel, ‘Ahaha! If I do this, I have no choice but to get married!”
Here is reality.
Where is the crazy bitch who said she would marry a rapist?
I’m sure there’s a hidden meaning…
No way…
Are you asking me to support you financially?
It reminded me of the tuna I ate with Na-eun during the day.
Naeun was already a woman who had successfully exploited me financially.
A meal for a whopping 150,000 won per person, which is not a small amount.
As a writer, my main specialty, delusion, started biting tail after tail.
[Brother. This month. Did you only earn 400?]
[No… Naeun-ah… That’s…]
[You can’t buy a brand new bag with this! Join us! Join us!]
I knelt down in front of Naeun.
[This… I’ve already finished my stockpile… I can’t even think of the next story anymore…]
[Are you kidding me? Now? A worm that has nothing but sex in its brain! Write quickly! Write it quickly!]
[Naeun-ah… I’ll provide that bag somehow by next month. Release your anger huh?]
[Ha… Look at this. Lee Min-ho Mr. Don’t be rude. Am I your girlfriend?]
[No. Sorry. I will write.]
[Okay. Please answer quickly like that. Got it. Huh?]
[All right.]
[If the two episodes aren’t uploaded by tonight, I know you’ll join me and go to the police station.]
[Yes. I’ll write it down.]
…Oh. Fuck.
Should I just sleep
Is a life that sustains life even like that a meaningful life?
After pulling out the duvet cover from the dryer, which had stopped before I knew it, I trudged back to the house powerlessly.
After arranging the bedding again, I sat down in front of the desk and carefully checked my will again.
[I have lived a life of shame.]
The first line of Osamu Dazai’s ‘No Longer Human’ work.
There was no line like this to sum up my life.
Pressing the computer power button, I accessed the Nobel World page.
Lately, I haven’t been the type to check the comment window so hard, but today I read over 200 or so comments on the latest episode, [Hannah (7)], One by one.
[Writer. Hannah is really like a bitch.]
I think so too. Naeun kills her body.
[Wow, I’m really tired. Haha. Hannah is becoming vulgar.]
Sorry. In the novel, he was able to become a teaching assistant, but it seems impossible for our junior.
[I really like the writer…]
A familiar nickname. It was [White Snowflake].
I wanted to comment, but I thought that if I commented only on that person’s comment, other readers might feel offended by it, so I only pressed the recommend button once.
Reader Sensei. I don’t know when of the year. Thank you for loving me until now.
Just like a traveler before leaving for a distant place, I savored the last time with my precious readers.
I wondered what to do now, and suddenly realized that the design would start again tomorrow.
To be honest, I didn’t have the mentality to prepare for design or write a novel, but I brought the model materials that I had piled up in a corner of my room again.
This project is a museum renovation.
Renovation projects needed a slightly different approach from general architectural projects.
If new construction was important how to build a new building on empty land, the key to renovation was how well the existing building was saved.
As always, if you do a bit of reference analysis, something good will come out.
After searching on the Internet, I brought a few images that I roughly liked and tried to make a concept model similar to them.
Should I make it with kraft paper… Should I make it with wood rock…
Originally, there was nothing like isopink to roughly pass a day, but today I really wanted to work on a model.
I wanted to forget Naeun.
In order to escape the grim reality in front of me, I started making a model that was too high quality to be called a concept model.
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“Minho. Is this correct?”
After the presentation, the professor’s expression was very cold.
“…Yes?”
“Is this correct? Now.”
Ah. This way of speaking. I really hated it.
“Bring the tracing paper.”
When I tore off the yellow tracing paper and gave it to the professor, the professor put a scale on it and turned it around.
“How many blueprints did you pick?”
“200 to 1.”
“What scale did you make the model?”
…I thought it was a concept model, so I didn’t consider the actual size.
“One… 300 to 1…? About?”
“Ha… You’re in the 4th grade. Minho. Keep your head up. Does it make sense that this is 300 to 1? Then how are you going to get in here like this. Huh?”
“Sorry.”
“Hey. It’s not necessary. Start with land analysis again. I’ve been to the site. I haven’t.”
“Yet…”
“You didn’t even go to the website that said you were designing. What are you trying to do? After this is over today, go there and analyze the site and send it back to me.”
“Yes…”
Obviously, I made the model until 3 am last night, but the professor did not even evaluate the model itself.
Fuck me…
After saying thanks and leaving the classroom, I went down to the cafe in the basement to drink coffee.
I wanted to drink something that burned my stomach.
“Iced Americano large one.”
As I was holding out my card, I suddenly heard a familiar voice from behind.
“I have a Strawberry Frappuccino.”
“Shall we do it together?”
I nodded my head at the staff’s words.
I hadn’t even looked back yet, but it was clear that the calculation was mine.
“When did you come?”
I smiled and looked back.
Today’s Naeun also showed up at school wearing fashion like a model in a magazine.
Inside the beige-toned check jacket, a white collar that reveals the curves of her breasts.
A maroon colored flared skirt that looks a bit cold to wear in the fall.
A mini chain bag that perfectly suited her dainty figure completed her outfit.
“A little while ago. Is the design over?”
“Uh.”
Taking her drink, I handed her her Strawberry Frappuccino, which she bought with my own money.
I had an iced americano for 2,000 won.
Naeun’s Strawberry Frappuccino costs 5,600 won.
You mean it’s already started?
“Where are you going?”
To be honest, I had no intention of going right away, but I intended to leave my seat using the assignment given by the professor as an excuse.
“Ah… I’m going to go do some site analysis again.”
“Is it so?”
Naeun, who sucked the drink through a straw, grinned.
“Yes. So, let’s go quickly deal with it now.”
The moment I turned my back and tried to escape the cafe.
Naeun grabbed my wrist.
“I… Naeun?”
“Where are you going. You bastard, you bastard.”
An eye smile that seems to melt men’s heartache.
But I couldn’t help but tremble at her refreshing smile.
Hig.
This time, hiccups started coming out of my mouth.
