Chapter 73 – #73. Good Luck
I am Lee Min-ho. Current age 26.
Ding-dong.
“What did the next person come for?”
A kind nurse’s voice.
When it was our turn, I stood in front of the reception desk following Naeun.
“Ah… I… I’m here to get a prescription for morning-after pills.”
“Yes, please sit over there. Wait a minute~”
The nurse gave her directions with a smile on her lips, but her eyes glared at me.
Oh… That sucks…
The place we arrived at was an obstetrics and gynecology clinic not far from the school.
Actually, it was about 40 minutes away from home, but today is Sunday.
It was a day when most hospitals were closed, so we chose the closest school.
It’s better to go that way, but it’s close.
“Hannah! Hannah!”
My girlfriend rose from her chair when the nurse called her name.
“Yes.”
“I will go inside and see the doctor. Would you like the guardian to come in too?”
Um… I said I’d do it with you, but should I go in for this too?
As I stood there without saying anything, with a trembling expression on my face, Naeun pricked my side with her elbow.
“That’s Okay. It’s okay. I’ll be here by myself, so I’m here.”
“Are you really going to be okay?”
Still, in terms of manners, Naeun could go with her if she wanted to.
Naeun turned her head and pulled my ear toward her.
“Brother. Do you want to intuit next to the doctor observing my pussy?”
…Doesn’t it just give you medicine too?
“Can you come home alone?”
“How old do you see me?”
Following the nurse’s guidance, she entered the examination room and I was left alone in the hall.
Steam was slowly coming out of the humidifier.
I was very embarrassed because the eyes of the two nurses sitting at the desk seemed to keep looking at me.
…Fuck.
My throat was burning, and I was only bullying the poor water purifier.
It didn’t take that long for better to come back than expected.
“It’s over?”
“…Yes.”
Naeun with an uncomfortable expression somewhere.
“Are you okay?”
“…Yes. Song. Brother.”
As soon as she received the prescription, Naeun quickly left the hospital as if she had an urgent schedule.
“What’s the matter. What happened?”
…Could it be that the pervert male doctor was greedy and did nonsense?
If that happened, by any chance, I was ready to jump right back into the hospital and break the doctor’s head.
“No.”
“Why. Is there something wrong with your body?”
“Ah. Not really!”
Naeun, like her teenage daughter-in-law, was furious.
“…I’m just worried about you. Why are you angry?”
Naturally, I thought that the woman would have no choice but to be sensitive if faced with a situation like this, but I was strangely disappointed by her reaction.
“…By touching it.”
“What? Is that chewy? I’m going to break my head now.”
I continued running up the stairs in reverse and turned my body with the determination to beat the doctor.
“Ah. Just listen to me to the end.”
Naeun grabbed my wrist as I was about to make a sudden start.
“It was the doctor woman. It’s not what you imagine.”
No. Then what the hell is wrong with you?
I didn’t quite understand.
“The doctor said to check my place… Like this and that.”
Naeun showed a wiggling motion with her fingers.
Uh… Well…
Does this feel bad even if it’s the same sex…
Well, it might feel strange to say that a male urologist rubbed the juice with his bare hands for the purpose of treatment.
That was the moment.
“Uh! Naeun!”
A cheerful high-pitched voice.
“Uh? Yerim.”
“What are you doing here?”
Naeun’s motivation in the same grade. Kimyearim.
The moment she appeared, there was even more chilly stillness between Naeun and me.
Embarrassed, Naeun rolled her eyes around and checked the floor guide table next to her stairs.
“Ah. Come to karaoke with Minho oppa…”
“Uh? Is the karaoke bar closed on Sunday?”
Naeun groaned like a doll whose mainspring was broken.
Yerim shifted her gaze and looked at her information sign that Naeun was looking at.
“…Maybe obstetrics and gynecology?”
Our position was very embarrassing.
However, the attack of the motives did not end there.
“Hey! Kimyearim! Everyone is waiting for you, what are you doing there?”
One familiar face. Two. Three. And four.
Fuck.
I knew that group.
Girls and juniors two years younger than you always chatter with takeout coffee in the design room.
Commonly known as insignificant guys.
When they saw me, they all bowed their heads.
“Uh? Hello. Brother.”
Of course, I had no experience of talking properly, so I bowed my head, embarrassed.
“Uh. Okay. Hi.”
“Naeun! But what are you doing here? A date with Minho oppa?”
I wanted to leave this place as soon as I thought that obstetrics and gynecology would be mentioned again.
Na-eun must have felt the same way, and she held my hand tightly.
However, we were not given a chance to explain.
The first eyewitness to discover us.
Yerim Kim Mr.
“Ah. Guys, don’t interrupt the date, let’s just go.”
But the expression on her face when she said that was similar to that of a fisherman who caught a big fish.
…This cool sensation.
“Ah. That’s right. I’m sorry, Naeun~ Have a good time~”
“See you at school~”
“Goodbye~”
Naeun and I are left behind.
We said nothing and looked in the direction they had disappeared.
“…Was it fucked up?”
I’m already afraid to go to class tomorrow.
“What are you new to me now?”
…You’re right.
* * *
After escorting Naeun to the front of the house, I got on the bus again and returned home.
After I went to the coin laundromat, where I put the messy duvet and bed sheets in the laundry basket, I sat on the computer chair and savored the rushing current.
My… Life… Where the hell is it going…
Ever since I met Naeun, my daily life has been going in an unpredictable direction.
But, first of all, my girlfriend.
Concerned, I picked up my phone and sent a text message.
[Did you take your medicine well?]
[Yes. I ate and lay down in bed.]
I must have been looking at my phone, and the reply came like a knife.
[I went to school tomorrow, but like I said before, what if the kids spread rumors that we went to the gynecologist?]
We were the ones who had already become famous with the titles of ‘Eater’ and ‘Obsession’.
It was the specification that further aggro was attracted.
[My brother’s cock is so fucking big that he boasts about his womb being damaged. What.]
I was seriously thinking about it, but I laughed at Naeun’s reply.
[Then what if other kids try to taste it?]
Okay. Let’s laugh
Laughing when you’re having a hard time is first class.
And I’m a top-notch novelist.
It’s a drip that crosses the line. She was more confident than anyone else.
[Brother. Did you really want to be known as a bio-dildo at the College of Architecture?]
…Is it better?
[How much do you think it would be good to receive at one time?]
[How much is it? One virgin per episode.]
And. Naeun. You’re really stupid
My real girlfriend knew what drives people crazy.
If she had been her same-sex friend instead of my girlfriend, I would have made up my mind with Naeun right now.
[Really, it seems like it’s going to break.]
Admiring her, I sent her a word of her fierce sympathy.
But the reply that came right away was suddenly cut off.
But since the 1 mark disappeared, I think I read it…
What. Wanting her for a while more than one other thing, I started writing her manuscript of [Her imprisoned her.].
The episode of the heroine ‘Hannah’ is also over, so now I have to create a new heroine, but what’s good…
Whenever I wanted to get a hint about a character, I tended to go to job introduction sites.
Appearance and personality are important, of course, but what the heroine does is the most important thing in conceiving an episode.
Her job is a medium that allows us to imagine her signature outfit and provides a spatial background for future episodes.
Nurse. Lawyer. Teacher. Studios.
Well… Now that it’s the 10th, all the characters that are likely to exist are all out.
Do I have to go to Sappapik, which is a bit uncommon?
To think that I had to search so hard to find a heroine to be eaten instead of browsing these internet pages for my job search.
What can I say?
I was afraid that if my mother knew, I would grab her by the back of the neck and fall down.
After narrowly narrowing down two or three candidates, I suddenly became curious about the progress of Hannah’s illustration work.
The last time I checked, it was almost finished, but are you going to finish it now?
Picking up my phone, I confirmed that Naeun had replied.
What. After all, it wasn’t just that I was offended, I thought that I was doing something else for a while.
Thinking so, I unlocked the screen, but I stared blankly at the screen as if time had stopped.
What? Why? Did I make a mistake? If so, where did you do it?
No. But amman, even if I made a mistake, isn’t this a bit off?
What Naeun sent me was a very short line.
[I don’t take medicine. Good luck]
I haven’t thought of a girl’s name yet.
