Chapter 41 – #41. Name
Critique was milder than I expected.
“Yeah. It’s Minho. You’ve become a completely different person from last week?”
The cryptic professor’s words made me look at my eyes once again.
“What do you mean by that…”
“No. Look. As you can see, the shape is neat. Is not it?”
…It seems like that.
At the shape stage, I didn’t expect much because I had almost no memory of receiving compliments…
The professor’s response was much better than expected.
“Let’s go in the direction of developing this a little more. There is so much feeling It has a bit of a Peter Zumthor feel to it.”
I laughed hard and nodded my head at the professor’s words.
“Yes. Then we will do it.”
“Okay. I have a lot of expectations. Let’s do well and fix all the points that were pointed out in the last project. Huh?”
“Yes yes. Thank you.”
I was dumbfounded as I left the classroom with my head bowed.
Huh… I live, so days like this come too…
No In fact, I had no idea what the result would have been if I had taken the model I had made at dawn.
It seemed certain that Naeun was the main character of praise today.
When I clicked on my phone, it didn’t take as much time as I thought.
3:30.
Rather, it felt like it ended a little early.
…Let’s talk to the self-proclaimed hostess.
Still, since I seem to have benefited from something today, should I buy you some delicious food…
[Hey. What are you doing I’m done.]
I sent a text, but never got a reply.
I thought he must be rolling around the house, but did he even go back to his house?
Well… Then it can’t be helped.
I rode the bus and looked at the Nobel World comments for the first time in a long time.
The reaction to the recently uploaded episodes of Hannah was still not bad.
Still, I think the version before I deleted it was much more overwhelming in terms of writing skills…
It’s a shame…
I couldn’t erase the regret that the previous version, in which I wrote down what I saw and felt with my five senses, rather than indirect experience, was also overwhelming in terms of quality.
I wondered if it would have been the right decision to just upload it if I had known it would end up like this because it was caught by Naeun, but I shook my head.
No
That’s why I’m saying this because things are going so well right now.
If Naeun had been a person with common sense, there would never have been any leniency.
I was just a bad guy in the world who raped a junior in her department and wrote obscene language in her name, and Naeun was just a victim of my desire.
Anyway, I’m glad Naeun didn’t report her…
I couldn’t predict the future at all.
The distance between the two of us, who are closer than anyone else but ambiguous.
I’m a man who took her virgin.
She is the woman who took my virginity.
But in fact, what connects us is novel world novels.
It was [I imprisoned her].
How white Naeun’s skin is. I knew how soft her breasts were, but I didn’t really know what kind of person ‘Hannah’ was.
What kind of music do you like, what foods you can’t eat, do you have any brothers or sisters.
I didn’t know the core personal information, and I didn’t know the trivial TMI that was just not a big deal.
Naeun’s words to take responsibility…
Does Naeun really want to be in a serious relationship with me?
A romantic relationship… Or a family relationship if you go a little further?
But why is he
I still didn’t know if Naeun wanted to do it with me because she was sorry or because she liked a part of me.
One thing was certain: the many actions she showed me were very different from the way women usually express their feelings for men.
When I was young, I thought that there were girls who bullied the boys they liked as part of them, and when I was in school, there were girls who shyly gave gifts.
But with a look of disgust on her face, she had never seen or heard of a woman asking to fuck her.
It’s like something out of a fairy tale…
Nonsense…?
Come to think of it, Na-eun uttered the lines of Yoo So-yeon, the heroine in my novel, in front of me without making a single mistake.
That means that Naeun read my novel…
A feeling of something creeped up.
Among many, many heroines, Ryu So-yeon.
Not to mention, the part in the middle and latter half of the teaching assistant that I wrote most satisfactorily… Hmm…
Could this be a coincidence?
Or was Naeun directly selected?
Judging that I would not be able to know the truth if I directly asked him, I thought of going home.
I got off the bus and arrived in front of my room.
Even though it was obviously the house I stayed in all day, I felt like I was in someone else’s house because I thought Naeun might be there.
I put my ear to the door, thinking that I might be doing something suspicious.
…I can’t hear anything.
I guess I just went home.
Thinking that I didn’t feel any presence, I entered the password as it was and opened the door lock…
…What. This.
For a moment, I thought I had entered another room by mistaken for a lake.
Shoes neatly organized.
Glistening floor.
Our house was shining like a house that had been prepared to receive guests before a housewarming ceremony.
Up to the shelving…
And inside it was Naeun who was dozing off in my gaming chair.
Did Naeun clean it?
I didn’t even ask you to clean it so hard…
Putting down my bag, I sat down on the bed and looked at her dozing profile.
The warm sunlight coming through her window was shining on her.
And maybe the warmth made her feel good, Naeun who was sleeping was like a kitten.
How can you be so defenseless?
To come into the room of an extraneous man and doze off without leaving.
This time, she knew that this was not her plan to seduce me.
Because she had really learned from her experience that when she did her tricks, she wouldn’t end her line like this.
What I’m looking at right now is Naeun’s face, who has just fallen asleep from exhaustion.
“…Hey.”
I got up from the bed in a low voice and poked her cheek.
“…Hey. Hannah.”
“Not here. Brother.”
What. Are you awake?
I was startled by Naeun’s knife-like answer.
I thought he must have been asleep…
I bent over her again and looked at her face, but as expected, it was right that she was sleeping soundly, breathing lightly.
…So he’s talking like that in his sleep?
What are you dreaming about
“Hey. Wake up.”
As I placed my hand on her shoulder and shook it gently, Naeun started talking in her sleep again.
“Because today is the day… There…”
Her…
Wanting to quickly escape the indescribable feeling, I grabbed her by the shoulders and started shaking her vigorously.
“I work. I work. I work. I work. Uh.Na.Il.Uh.Na.”
As I shook her at random, her Naeun’s small frame swayed wildly.
“Eh? Brother I woke up stop! Stop!”
I knew it had already happened, but in the sense of coming to my senses, I shook a little more.
“Wake! Wake! Wake! Wake!”
“I told you to stop! You bastard!”
“Cheuk.”
The intense pain I felt in my precious ear.
It reminded me of the pain of blocking the ball with my dick when I was a kid and the kids forced me to play goalkeeper.
When her tiny feet hit my place, I fell miserably to the floor.
Naeun hurriedly got up from her chair and squatted down next to me, as if she was surprised by what she had done.
“Are you okay…? Oh my god. Oh my god.”
Naeun stomped her foot as if she was really sorry.
“…Naeun.”
Her body called her in the voice of her general, who had intuited her death.
“Yes. Brother.”
She held my hand tightly.
“I guess I’ve come this far.”
“No. Brother! Can be built I’ll help you somehow!”
“No… I just felt my egg being shattered in real time…”
Suddenly, Naeun let go of her hand and started taking both of her hands to my pants.
It hurts and I played a joke to make you feel a little more sorry… Hey! Wait for a sec!
“I… I’ll give you CPR!”
Because it was her slack with rubber bands, Naeun pulled down her underwear and pants as hard as she could, and hem them.
She put my cock into her pretty mouth.
Perhaps because of the pain, my cock, which was still in a state of rage, went into her mouth without any difficulty.
Warm temperature. At the touch of the slippery tongue, I felt as if my upper ear was swelling up more and more despite the pain of being beaten.
“Puha!”
Naeun looked up at me with a proud expression.
“See! Brother! I saved him!”
…It’s really in the name.
