Neulsom Studio 337

Chapter 337 – Chapter 337 – #Bridge Our Unchanging Relationship

Now, it is no longer a character created as a concept, but has become real.

After I finished smoking, I was about to go inside, and the kids who had finished paying the bills came out.

“Did you do the math?”
“Just now. But guys, thank you for coming.”

Woohyun smiled shyly and thanked us.
I was sorry to send it like this again, so I bought a coffee at a nearby cafe and we talked a little more there and broke up.

It was still before the sun had set, so Soyul and I went on a few more dates nearby before returning home.

Took

I sat in my chair and spun around waiting for the computer to turn on.

“The capacity has definitely increased a lot.”

The capacity of the external hard drive was almost full.
When I took a video once, there were many sources taken from various angles, so the capacity was bound to be blown.

After tidying them up, it was almost midnight.

§

He thought it was the last scenario of the attack, so there were more things to prepare than expected.

“Trying to put all the worldviews together is going to be a headache, really.”

If there was only one Jin Ye-eun, I would have been able to work comfortably like I have been doing until now, but it was difficult because that didn’t work.

Setting conflicts had to be eliminated as much as possible. Even so, I had to make a separate set of settings to put only in Jin Ye-eun, so there was a lot of work to erase what I wrote.
Although my wrist hurt in the middle, so Hyunta sometimes came.

Meanwhile, time was passing.

Tour

After rewriting the scenario and living my life, about a month passed and I got a call from Dahee Woo.

[Siuya~, visit me~.]
“…Suddenly?”

The memories that come to mind after I spit out the words.

“…Ah, my sister was pregnant too.”
[What is it, this is a big disappointment? Are you upset?]

The timing of her sister’s conception was not that different, and she was a baby born before reaching the 10th month.

[I’m still healthy~.]

Hearing my sister’s voice, I could tell that she was healthy without having to explain.
It’s a double slope, but something didn’t feel real yet.

“Go, I’ll go.”

Somehow, I went to the hospital to see Dahee Woo by myself.
Still, I went inside after going through a lookup saying that I had tried it once.

“Nuna~, I’m glad you came~. Here’s a present.”
Hehe~, are you here?”

Because it was a different hospital, it had a different atmosphere from Woo Da-yeong.

“Thank you~. Actually, I called because I was bored.”
“It seemed like that. Your daughter… Was it?”
“Huh? Huh~. Do you want to see it?”

I couldn’t touch it directly like last time. I watched over the newborn room, but it didn’t feel real that the little child was my second child.
However, watching the wriggling baby in Woo Da-hee’s arms, it was highlighting the fact that there are many similarities between me and me.

“They say her daughter looks like her dad, and she . . .”

I thought she looked like me, so it seemed like she really looked like that.
Woo Da-young’s child, as well as other people, will raise her daughter as Woo Da-hee and Choi Hyuk’s child without ever suspecting.

Back then, I went to Ururu to look around, but this time I was alone so I was able to look at my daughter for a little longer.

“…”

Dahee Woo, who carefully put her baby back in the incubator and came out, put her arm around my shoulder and said.

“How are you feeling?”
“It’s just… Something strange.”
“Hehe.”

She said as she returned to her room.

“Because of the virus, I honestly almost gave up.”
“Are you having a baby?”
“Yeah, because I couldn’t have a relationship with my husband. But… When I got pregnant and gave birth, I was really… Happy, right?”

There was one more setting hidden from Dahee Woo.
To give unconditional love to the baby you gave birth to.

If you are a parent, it would be obvious, but there is a reason why you put that setting on purpose.
It was to make me want to take care of me as much as I feel for my child.

To her, I was a younger sister whom she wanted to take care of and care for, even as if she were the same as the child she gave birth to.

After giving birth to her child and feeling that emotion, it was finally completed.

“Whoops, thank you.”
“Ah, thank you.”
“Coming to think of it, I feel really lucky to have met you.”

Dahee Woo felt affection and gratitude to me at the same time.
She gave Dahee a bright smile and said,

“Your sister always takes care of me and gives me pocket money.”
“Ah~, that’s as much as what you did during the photo shoot. If you use it for free, you covet your talent, right?”

Above all, I could see that he cared for me.
It was originally like that, but thanks to the setting, it became stronger.

“You must be busy recovering for a while. You have to take care of children…”

When I asked, Dahee Woo shrugged.

“Well? Maybe so? But I’m thinking of taking a pictorial together… I can build memories with my daughter.”

Dahee Woo asked me what came to mind.

“Didn’t you run out of side dishes? Could your sister do it for you? I’ve been busy so I couldn’t take care of them.”
“Um~, it’s still okay. I have a little something to do.”
“Look at how skinny you are.”
“…That, is that so?”

I thought I was eating well, but I guess it wasn’t in my sister’s eyes.
After talking for an hour or so, she came out.

“Call me whenever you need me.”
“Sure. Even if I can’t because of the virus, I have to see it once a month for the rest of my life, right?”
“Uhhh~. That’s right. But if you’re having a hard time, call me even if it’s not that day, okay?”
Haha.”

I had to walk through the park to get to the bus stop in front of the hospital.
They stood side by side and walked.

“Of course. When you’re having a hard time, the massage your sister gives you with your breasts is really helpful.”

Despite these words, Dahee Woo smiled and patted my back.

“You can do that much. Didn’t you even make our daughter?”

Both Woo Da-yeong and Woo Da-hee were clearly aware of the fact that I made them pregnant.
However, she clearly recognized that it was her husband who was in charge of the child, not me.

Pleasure without responsibility.

She smiled and stood at the bus stop.

“If you’re having a hard time, call me anytime.”
“Yeah. The bus is coming. Siwoo~. Go in carefully~.”
“Yeah, sister, get some rest too.”

December. Now, the dark leaves have disappeared and it was the season of bare tree branches and cold winds.

§

After investing time for about two months, the completion of the scenario was right around the corner.
There were no significant changes in the meantime.

If I had to point out what was special, it was that Dayoung Woo was more revealing about her sexual desire.
Thanks to that, she had to go out and relieve Woo Da-young’s sexual desire.

Fortunately, thanks to the setting, it was resolved enough just by driving it deeply.

“Now I’m going to use it slowly…”

Toward the end of the scenario book, I started writing by hand.
This time, even if it was set up, it was quite long.

It was only natural that we had to refine the settings for a total of four people once again.
Among them, there were quite a lot of Jin Ye-eun settings.

There were many settings that would not change over time because once this was used, it could not be modified any more.
When completed, the relationship between the four and me will be a concept that will never change.

“How was Yeeun when she was 20 years old…”

As I wrote down the settings, there were additional things that came to mind, so I wrote down all of them.
Although there are only a few pages left, I spared no effort in writing down the settings.

“When I finish writing, there will be over 50 pages.”

After writing all the settings, I read it again and reviewed it.

Now, even without a scenario book, she could enjoy being with them for the rest of her life.

Sniff
Snooze

Even just writing the scenario took quite a bit of time.
To avoid typos, I wrote each letter with strength.

January.

I left the last letter and checked the remaining pages.

“What about this…”

I was able to save more pages by writing with a flashlight.
Shaking her wrist, she wrote the last letter.

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