Chapter 77 – #77. Pitty
“Uh. Okay. This time it’s Minho.”
“Yes. Professor. Hello.”
“How is it. Have you been working a lot?”
Personally, I really hated that comment before the critique started.
The last time I answered “Yes” Proudly was in the first semester of my freshman year.
The word “Work a lot” Had many implications.
Just because you think a lot doesn’t mean you’ve done a lot of work, and even if you move your hands a lot to create something, that doesn’t guarantee that you’ve done a lot.
The hidden meaning of that question was whether you had produced a lot of work in a reasonable and meaningful way in accordance with the development process.
And of course I…
“Yes… Well… I tried this once…”
Clumsy answer.
I didn’t like myself, but I had to lay some ground rice on it so that it would fit easily.
“Okay. Let’s see.”
Ensuing nagging.
Still, the progress has gone quite far now, so the professor didn’t forcefully tell me to overturn everything.
Occasionally, there is a case where the work of about a month and a half is returned to nothing and asked to do a new one, but fortunately I have not had that happen yet.
The girls didn’t even cry and scream when they were dealt with such an extreme deal once.
“Still, the sense of form has improved a lot. Just like what you did last time.”
Mr. Ilere. Thank you
The part where I received feedback from Naeun last time was very popular.
People have changed Why are you showing this now?
I was in a good mood, but this wasn’t my perfect skill, so I just kept on with a shy smile.
“Thank you. I will do more.”
“Okay. Let’s run hard until the deadline.”
“Yes.”
After leaving the classroom, I picked up my cell phone and called Naeun.
[Uh. I’m done.]
[Come to my house by 5:00.]
[Eh? Isn’t it school?]
[I’m on my way home now.]
No. Let’s go on a date.
Why are you going home alone?
Even more so, if you’re going on a date at home, it’s better to go home together.
[That’s good, but why did you go first?]
[Ah. I have some things to prepare before my brother comes.]
[You don’t have to cook. What am I going to buy then.]
[What the. Who said you’d cook? Then buy me a Diet Coke on the way.]
[I get it. Then the food is what I want to eat.]
[Do whatever you want.]
After saying that, the phone call was cut off.
Huh… Anyway, it was a girlfriend who still couldn’t catch the galpi.
When I went up to the design room to pack my luggage, Huimin was staring at the laptop screen with wide eyes.
“Hey. Night spring?”
“Ah. Do not talk to me. I’m next in order.”
I glanced at his laptop screen…
“Hey. How do you make something like this?”
“If you just run the grasshopper, it will pull it out roughly like this.”
Modern science is great.
“Hey. Then I go first. Good job.”
“Are you going to meet your wife?”
Huimin finally took his eyes off the screen and looked up at me.
“Ah. Also, what kind of wife is your wife?”
“If you got pregnant, what would be your wife? Take responsibility Hey.”
“Ah. Not really.”
I expressed my displeasure with a straight face.
Of course it would have been, but it was.
“It’s hot, kid. Good.”
Huimin smiled and hit me on the back.
“OK. Goes.”
Ah… I’m afraid to take a leave of absence.
* * *
After I told her to come up with a novel character, Naeun seldom communicated with me.
Of course, I thought it might be busy because it was a weekday, but I felt like something was neglected.
If it was normal, I would have asked her to eat together and texted her more, but her unsophisticated behavior bothered me.
Still, seeing that you are calling me to come home today, I don’t think it’s because you have any ill feelings towards me…
After getting off the bus, I pondered what to buy for dinner.
Um… What would you like…
What was Naeun’s favorite food?
Come to think of it, the day I went to the theater, he asked me to eat tteokbokki.
I didn’t like the taste that much, but I packed two servings at a nearby tteokbokki shop and bought a Diet Coke at a convenience store.
5:15.
I’m a little late.
Ding dong ding dong.
I rang the doorbell at her front door.
Footsteps are heard.
Soon after, the door opened and Naeun came out.
“…What.”
“What.”
“What is it? It’s your outfit.”
A white shirt that looks a little small.
A black miniskirt that exposed her silence followed line.
And black stockings underneath.
[I imprisoned her.] With her office look reminiscent of Soo-yeon Kang, I wondered what this was.
He even wore round glasses today.
“Come in at once.”
Upon entering the officetel, the first thing that caught my eye was the layout of the living room.
“…Why is the table here?”
The dining table, originally placed in front of the kitchen, was now placed in the middle of the living room for some reason.
“For now, leave the food in the sink over there.”
“What. Aren’t you going to eat first?”
“It’s rice, you can eat it later.”
I’m not very hungry, so it doesn’t matter, but I don’t think it will taste good when it cools down.
Naeun made me sit on a chair at her table and drew her curtains.
“Why curtains?”
“Why are there so many questions today? Chairman.”
What else is the chairman
She extinguished all the lights with a frantic movement of her short legs.
“Ruler. Then we will begin.”
Wei Ying.
The sound of your computer booting up.
Wanting to know what he was doing, I started coughing.
Cool cool.
“No. Hey. What is this again?”
“Then announce. Let us begin.”
Naeun, who turned off all the lights, used a beam projector to display a laptop screen on a white wall.
A PPT slide with a template that can be found pretty much anywhere.
But what struck me was the title of that page.
[I imprisoned her.] The heroine project.
The light from the projector softly illuminated my girlfriend’s pale skin.
“…Flaw.”
She must have been laughing while sleeping. The corners of her mouth twitched.
“Then… The announcement… The beginning… Shall I?”
I nodded vigorously for Naeun who laughed with all her might.
It’s a little strange, but it’s prepared for me, and it’s what I asked for.
It was possible enough to adjust to this extent.
“Let’s proceed.”
I crossed her legs like an arrogant boss and started listening to her presentation.
“Hmm… Hmm! First of all, the first candidate!”
As soon as the slide went over, I couldn’t help but be amazed.
“Hey. You do this yourself…!”
“Ugh! We’ll take your questions later during the Q&A!”
“Ah yes…”
But Naeun was really surprised. Artist HNE drew the roughs himself, although they are line drawings, of course.
Considering that there are other candidates, it is said that there will be several more pictures like this…
In the picture right in front of me right now, the girl was wearing a doctor’s gown.
“The first candidate is Doctor Carrick.”
“Of course, I know that a nurse did it once, but I thought doctors and nurses felt a bit different, so I brought it once.”
Hmm… Doctor…
Certainly, even if you look at doujinshi, there are many cases where they come out bundled with a nurse as a set.
“…Have you envisioned your personality or characteristics? Except for the appearance.”
It’s a picture, no matter what character I brought, Naeun would draw it.
What matters is the character of the heroine. Values. It was a pattern of behavior.
“So he is…”
Naeun took out her small notebook from her breast pocket and started reading her notes.
“First of all, a perfectionist as a concept. It was characterized by mysophobia, and I thought it was an image that is difficult to approach with a cold personality even though it belongs to a category that is highly recognized in the hospital.”
After reading the prepared contents to the end, Naeun was watching me like a vigilant kitten.
Aside from the content, Naeun was so cute.
No. Why are you looking at me
Naeun, who prepared PPT and pictures with high quality and showed a reaction as if she went to design critique empty-handed.
Wanting to enjoy this atmosphere a little more, I opened my mouth in a low tone like a tough boss.
“Next.”
When I told her to move on to the next candidate without giving any feedback, Naeun’s expression hardened as if she hadn’t expected such a reaction.
“Next… The secretary.”
Oh! This is what I thought too
And. But he draws really well.
The heroine in the form of a secretary on the screen was on her knees crying.
A visual that makes men go crazy when they see it.
Just looking at the rough makes my heart so magnificent, what if it is completed?
“Talk about character settings.”
“Yes. This secretary…”
Naeun flips through the pages of the notepad again.
If you’re going to write memos, do it in a slightly larger place. You won’t be able to see the writing well.
“I drew it thinking that it was a very excited atmosphere to have joined a large company as a green social freshman. And now I’m gradually learning what a real social life is…”
Hmm… The content itself was plausible.
There was nothing very differentiated or new, but it felt like a hearty soup.
“What should I do if the readers get off the job because they think I would be a non-virgin if I worked for a male boss?”
A concern I had for a while.
However, assuming that this was actually the female president, it was a question without any problems.
I asked a question because I wondered how far Naeun’s agility would be, and I raised the corners of my mouth more and more at her response.
“…Hhh.”
Naeun, with an upset expression, pouted her mouth.
“I mean, I hadn’t even thought about that.”
Round-rimmed glasses made her pouty expression doubly cute.
Ah. Maybe I really like you Naeun.
