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My Illustrator! 61

My Illustrator! 61

Chapter 61 – #61. Admiral Lee Dok

“Fierce heat.”

“Admiral Lee Dok.”

“You know what that word is?”

…Hey. I know you dismiss me as a writer of nonsense, but I am still a writer.

“Uh.”

Fight poison with poison…

But if I put those words into the context I’m in right now, I don’t think it would work in the usual way…

“If my brother cooperates, surprisingly, this commotion might end more easily than I thought.”

“So what the hell are you going to do?”

“I want to make a part 2.”

“Part 2?”

At Naeun’s words, I tilted my head.

“I’m really sorry, but like you said, washing clothes won’t be that easy.”

Naeun pulls my arm and sits me on the bed.

“But I think we need bigger aggro to cover the current aggro.”

Certainly, it might be more effective than just a plaintive explanation like ‘actually, we were a couple haha’, but that word ‘aggro’ really bothered me.

“But according to what you said, a more powerful topic than the title ‘Eater’ would be needed, would that be possible?”

I looked at her with her questioning expression.

Without saying anything, she raised her index finger and pointed at herself.

“I am.”

“What are you?”

“Um… John Ye-nyeo?”

Naeun rolled her eyes, as if she was a bit embarrassed even after she said it.

“In the first place, a true friend is not one who lifts a friend up when they fall.”

She gently blows warm breath into my ear.

“The ones who fall together are true friends.”

…I’m more anxious after hearing that.

After hearing her plan to the end, I swallowed my saliva.

“…You. Can you really afford it?”

I don’t think this is a double-edged sword…?

“It’s what I did. It doesn’t matter if this clears up my brother’s misunderstanding.”

“But if you do this for real, you…”

“…I’m doing it because I believe in you.”

Naeun is looking at me eagerly.

“…I must take responsibility. Got it?”

We put on our clothes and walked out the front door with a spleen look on our faces.

* * *

[And. Fuck. Is this?]

[The man is fucking pitiful.]

[The world is scary. That’s why I’m fucking fucking you when I see your face.]

[No. But isn’t it an industry reward if you do that much?]

[The world is scary, scary.]

The comment section floods in real time.

The two men in the video.

Although the backgrounds were different, the two were definitely the two men and women in the popular eating man clip.

A man’s voice came out.

[…Is it good? Are you relieved to make up words and send a person to hell?]

[Huh. Good. Now, my brother will never be able to date another woman for the rest of his life.]

[Haa… I’m really saying this.]

The man tore out his hair with bloodshot eyes like he was mad.

[I told you I love you oppa. Huh?]

[I’m going around talking nonsense about what I’ve done so wrong, so I’m going to give this division a go!]

Drooling.

A woman gets up from a chair and approaches the man.

[I know. I wish you would have accepted my confession. Brother.]

Contrary to the content, a bright smile appeared on the woman’s lips.

The video ended there.

And this video gets an explosive number of views under the name of [Current status of being eaten]…

* * *

“Naeun.”

“Why.”

“I might stop writing novels.”

“Suddenly why?”

8 in the morning.

Time for students to start going to school one by one.

There was still about an hour left before the city planning started.

“My current situation is more like fiction than fiction.”

“A novel writer like my brother might think that when he sees that he has a girlfriend like me.”

November.

The weather is still a bit too hot to wear a scarf.

Standing in front of the underground parking lot of the College of Architecture, both wearing red scarves, we looked very suspicious.

“But why do you have to come out so early?”

“Ah, when people get on the bus at a lot of time and go through the front door, they’re attracted to it.”

…I think I’m already fucked up for that. We.

“And the details of the outfit are very important. Brother.”

Naeun said while tidying up the knot on my scarf.

Blue jeans and white sneakers.

Above is a sweatshirt from a well-known brand.

Our first couple look that Naeun and I picked out at the department store yesterday.

If you do something unreasonable as a couple, I think it would have been nice to give it as a gift or at least buy it together for a good purpose.

The couple look we prepared yesterday felt like it was almost like a make-up prop for a play.

8:40.

20 minutes until class.

Hwimin received a KakaoTalk message.

[Hey. It’s Minho. Are you… Are you okay?]

Young. She made her meet like a fucking mess, but at times like this, she treats her as her friend.

[ㅇㅇ On the way.]

[Hey, don’t worry too much about what the kids say. That Hannah is a fucking bitch. I really didn’t know you were that kind of guy. I was sorry last time.]

[No, I’m fine. Let’s have a drink later.]

[Okay. Just make the announcement today and just lose money.]

Sorry…

It seems to be difficult…

Huimin…

“Who is it?”

As I tapped the phone’s keyboard, Naeun slightly lifted her tiptoe and peeked at my screen.

“Hwimin.”

“What do you say?”

“You want to lose your hand.”

When I read it as it is, Naeun frowned.

“Sever ties.”

I knew it was a joke, but Naeun’s cheek puffy expression was quite cute.

“How is that?”

“I told you not to keep a friend who speaks badly of your girlfriend next to her.”

“Then should I keep my girlfriend by my side, saying bad words and sending her boyfriend to the goal of life?”

“If that girlfriend is responsible and she prepares to go to hell instead, she should be prepared to live by her side forever.”

Cell phone vibrates again.

I checked because I wanted to be Huimin.

It was a different person this time.

[Kim Si-eun]

What. Why did Si-eun text me?

[Brother. You’re going to school today, right…?]

Huh… Does everyone else look like I’m going to have a mental breakdown and go diving?

But. If it hadn’t been for Naeun’s video No. 2 and the plan until today, there might have been a self-closure today with a high probability.

[Yes, I have to go. It’s announcement day.]

[I’m worried because I know you’re not coming.]

Okay. Because everyone’s grades are important.

“Are you still texting Huimin oppa?”

Naeun, who was fiddling with her phone, asked me.

“No? Is it poetry?”

When Si-eun’s mouth came out of her mouth, Naeun’s big eyes widened even more.

“Sieun sister? Are you in the same group as us?”

“Uh. Kim Si-eun.”

“Her. I didn’t see that.”

“There is no content. Did you see it yourself?”

I held out the screen of my phone and showed it to Naeun.

It’s only one line, but what’s there to take in mind?

“The sow…”

…Wording is a bit like that. Naeun.

Na-Eun, with an overly smooth face, vulgarly swears.

“For a pig, you are thinner than you…”

I meant to laugh, but Naeun looked up at me with ferocious eyes.

“Don’t cross the line. Lee Min Ho.”

“Yes…”

Naeun checked our clothes for the last time and then slipped her arm into mine.

“Whoa… Oppa. You have to act well. Got it?”

“I’ll try.”

“Keep in mind that the more awkwardly your brother behaves, the more your girlfriend’s life goes downhill.”

9:58.

We entered the classroom at exactly 10 o’clock.

“Let’s go.”

“…Yes.”

Arm in arm, the two of us went straight into the classroom.

As soon as we walked into the classroom with our arms still open, we could feel all eyes on us.

…This much was expected.

I tried to ignore them and smiled at Naeun.

“Will you be able to present today? Babe?”

“Then~”

We found Huimin and Sieun and walked towards them.

Of course, we sat together for the presentation, but why did the two of them look…

“High. Huimin.”

“Uh…? Uh…”

Hwimin blinks as if he doesn’t quite understand yet.

“Hello! Shi-eun sister!”

Naeun smiled brightly and greeted Sieun.

“Ugh… Hi. Naeun.”

Huimin seemed to want to ask me something, but as soon as we sat down at our checkout, the professor started calling the attendance.

About an hour after the announcements started one by one.

Finally, it was our 8th group’s turn.

“Now… Next… 8 trillion? Hwimin Lee. Lee Min Ho. Kim Si-eun. Hannah. Come forward.”

Naeun made eye contact with me for a moment.

When she nodded, the two of us undid her scarf, which was still tightly wrapped.

Buzz buzz.

I could feel the entire classroom becoming cluttered just by Naeun and I walking out together.

I guess so…

Because right now both of us have necks…

We hadn’t even made a presentation yet, but the professor looked at us with a puzzled expression.

“That… Before we start, let me ask you one question. Two people wearing the same clothes have a neck… How come…”

There are too many marks to just be called kiss marks. Did the professor even think that we became like this because we were hurt?

“Ah… Is this?”

Naeun twisted her body around as if she was ashamed.

“I had a hot night with my brother yesterday…”

She speaks shyly

The professor clears his throat and starts his presentation.

Life. Fuck.

That’s how I was able to change my job from ‘Eating Man’ to ‘Kiss Mark Villain’.

My Illustrator!

My Illustrator!

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Status: Completed Type: Author: , Released: 2022 Native Language: Korean
The illustrator was a junior in the same grade.But I am a novelist.-Let's try Sunaemul, which is a little tasteless!-

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