Chapter 29 – #29. Hehe
“Give me your resident registration card. Naeun-ah.”
“… Sensitivity?”
“Uh. I’ll give it to you too.”
I said, holding out my ID card to her.
“And open up my illustrative world account My Page.”
“…Brother. That’s a bit.”
“Hey. You don’t know how serious you are about this contract, but I’m really, you, so, so, desperate.”
It was my current situation that even 10 insurances were not enough.
I needed a means to thoroughly silence Naeun.
I am a novelist. Lee Min Ho.
He was contemplating the plot fiercely in his head without a break.
I had to find a world line where I could tell her to bye-bye her by graduating safely without being reported to her.
It is a lump of variables that cannot be predicted what the opponent will do.
To me now, she was no different from the ‘crawling chaos’ in the Cthulhu myth.
In order to confront an absolute existence that I could not win, I had to thoroughly prepare for it.
“All right…”
Naeun obediently presented her ID and handed me the screen showing her Japanese World account.
I captured her screen and sent it to me, and saved it several times in the mail and in the cloud under different names.
Naeun looked at me with a pitiful expression.
“I’m done?”
“Yeah. You don’t need my Nobel World account?”
Naeun smiled.
“Brother. If you break the contract, all I need is this one.”
Her index finger pointed at the nape of her own neck.
And with that attitude, Naeun is kya! She pretended to be screaming.
But her soundless screams surprisingly succeeded in inflicting a fatal blow on me.
The moment I screamed her in this place, and shouted, ‘This dog raped me!’
The students next to me wearing physical education jerseys would fold my spine in half.
The fact that a beauty of the age of Naeun was raped meant that men would punish me at any cost.
…Her. Fuck.
I’m already dizzy thinking about going to the police station after being beaten like a dog and handcuffed.
“Then brother, please take good care of me. Like a man, do I have to take responsibility on my own?”
Naeun held out her hand to me.
“Uh. Yes. Please take good care of me.”
I smiled and held her hand.
Now she had no way of knowing what nonsense she was talking about.
If Lee Jin-seong knew how to take responsibility, Na-eun would probably hold on to my pants and beg me to cancel it.
If the contents of the novel are reproduced as they are, Naeun will eventually…
Because I’m going to become a stupid slut who only thinks of my cock in my head.
“Then wake up. I should go see the site before it gets dark.”
She was right.
If it was too late, I had to go again because it would be difficult to figure out how the light would come into the place where the building was to be built and what the floating population would be during the day.
After leaving the Architecture College building, we stood side by side in front of the bus stop to board the bus again.
These days, it seems like I often take the bus with Naeun…
It was always common to go home alone, but I never thought I would be going back and forth with the best beauty so often.
“Hey. Naeun.”
“Yes?”
“Have you… Ever read my novel?”
Suddenly she shuddered at her body.
Just say no if you don’t have it.
Her reaction, like seeing a bug, made me feel bad.
“No. No? You told me last time.”
Looking at me with open contempt, I cleared my throat.
“Hmm…Hmm! Since you always talk about my novels, I wanted to see something and say something like that.”
Come to think of it, I felt like Naeun talked about my novel too often.
Even when teasing, does the main character in your novel act like that?
Bastards who write dirty things are all in the corner of the room. Or sell it that way.
At least when I was writing the previous contract, she drove me by asking if the main character in your novel who ate her virgin was also responsible with money.
Hmmm… There was a bit of doubt, but I decided to move on.
To be honest, it was because it was more uncommon for a pretty wife like Na-eun to read my nonsense.
“Then I’ll ask you a question too.”
“Do.”
Naeun’s twitching corners of her lips made it clear at a glance that she was already full of thoughts of making fun of me.
“Brother… Have you ever looked at my picture…?”
…So, have I ever hit the cover of my novel? That’s a question.
If it was like before, I would have lied or tried to change the topic, but not anymore.
She is her responsibility. Lim. What she needs to lose is the same boldness and boldness as her previous castle.
And it was because it was too loose.
“Hmm~ I think you took out at least two feet from each sheet?”
I answered her words with a calm voice, as if answering a question about what I had for lunch today.
Ruler. Let’s blow away the same scornful gaze as before.
I’m fine. Come on. Hannah.
“…Hey.”
…Huh?
Her completely unexpected reaction made me stare at her for a moment, blinking her eyes.
With a look on her face that seemed like she should draw a heart in her eyes, she let out a strange noise.
But maybe a second had passed since she uttered those words, and Naeun yelled at me.
“Why do you say that in such a loud voice!”
Naeun slammed my back with her dainty palm.
It didn’t hurt, but what was bewildering was my mind.
Maybe it’s because I… These days… I’m mentally and physically weak.
It seemed that something kept messing with my brain and showing me strange scenes.
“Oh sorry.”
I made an automatic apology less than a minute after I said let’s keep the dignified concept.
“Really…”
Naeun turned her head around and she got on the bus just in time.
There were no seats for the two of us to sit together, probably because it was a slightly crowded time.
There is only one seat left.
I asked Naeun to go and sit down, bouncing her head.
“Brother, sit down.”
“It’s okay. This person.”
“Ohh~ Pretending to have manners on the subject of Mosol~”
If my life were a cartoon, there would have been a big mark on top of my head just now.
Is it really necessary to do that on a bus full of kids going home from our school? You.
“Thank you.”
Still, I had to endure it because I said hello properly, even briefly.
I sighed deeply and stood in front of Naeun who was sitting and took out my cell phone.
Before I became a writer, I always seemed to enjoy reading web novels on the bus, but after I became a writer, I couldn’t get my hands on it.
[Succubus only eats virginity!] When I read a novel like this, it wasn’t once or twice that I was afraid that the person next to me would look at my screen…
But at the time, the novels were really interesting, so I read them eagerly regardless of time and place.
There are still 50 episodes left, so I wondered what reason to put up with it.
Instead, these days, I tend to read webtoons comfortably.
It was good enough to do it, and I thought it was good to look at without thinking too much.
After reading all the webtoons on Friday, I lowered my head and wanted to see what Na-eun was watching so hard.
It’s just SNS…
Well, girls always wear that.
I just created an SNS account at Huimin’s recommendation, and there was no actual post.
I was just staring at Naeun’s screen without much thought, and when she closed her window, a familiar application on her desktop caught her eye.
…Isn’t it Nobel World? That.
Amman, even though I was mentally and physically weak, I had no choice but to accurately recognize the Nobel World app.
It was my job
You click dozens of times a day, but I can’t be aware of it.
Unable to overcome my curiosity, I tapped her on the shoulder twice.
“Why?”
Pulling out her earphones, she looked up at me.
“Are you reading a web novel?”
“No? Why did I do that?”
“But why are you on Nobel World?”
Few people put unused applications on their desktops.
“That…”
She suddenly hesitated and gave no answer.
Aww. This guy. Aren’t you actually a reader of my novel?
“If you confess meekly even now, I will understand. You are the reader of my novel. That’s right.”
“Ah! Jjam! Don’t say crazy things! You’re not reading your brother’s stuff!”
…So you’re saying that you read other novels besides mine?
I thought it could.
Even though my work is at the top of the ranking, not all Nobel World readers read my work.
“…Then what are you reading?”
I thought this was a bit of an interesting topic.
What kind of work will Hannah read at Nobel World?
Just fantasy? Or a women’s novel?
However, since Nobel World’s main target audience is men, there shouldn’t be much to see for women…
I waited for her answer as I recalled the hits that had recently been placed in the rankings.
“[Childhood friend. High school alumni.
“What…?”
“[Childhood friend. High school alumni.
“Fuck this is not it! Naeun-ah!”
Even though I was in her bus, I yelled at her a little louder.
…Why is it the work of that bastard?
Why is this a piece of shit!!!!!
Apparently, Naeun seemed to be a follower of the work that corrupted me as an artist.
