chapter 11
1. absurdity
Of course, the lights in the bedroom were off.
It was worth it because time is time.
Kyunghee was sleeping, but something was wrong.
So it looks like he was sitting in the living room drawing in his notebook.
The lower body seemed to be leaning against the wall, but the upper body was looking towards the entrance for some reason.
I wondered if he had been looking at me so that I could meet him right away whenever I came.
But it wasn’t… low.
Same with the baseball bat last time.
It was clear that if Kyunghee made up her mind once, she would do it without caring about her body.
I felt really sorry for being in that uncomfortable position for hours.
However, thinking that this was a process that had to be passed, he hugged Kyung-hee.
I was also quite tired, but I still felt like I had to sleep or not after putting him on the bed.
After putting Kyung-hee on the bed and covering her with the blanket, although she was tired, she seemed to be waking up a little.
Since I woke up like this, I went to the bathroom to find underwear and clothes in the room to wash and sleep.
Then, after taking a shower, I finished cleaning up and lying down in the living room to fall asleep.
When I woke up, something felt strange.
It was a little warmer and softer on the pillow.
So, it’s like you’re cutting someone else’s knee.
But yesterday I slept without even cutting a pillow.
Then what about this?
“ah.”
“Are you awake?”
Kyunghee smiled at me.
He probably saw me sleeping without a pillow and made me sleep on my knees.
I decided not to say how many hours had passed.
It was because I had an instinctive thought that there was nothing to be gained by knowing.
So I closed my eyes after looking at the pricked ears and eyes full of strange joy.
When I said that I would lie down a little longer, Kyung-hee let out a joyful exclamation.
Then he carefully asked if he could stroke his hair.
Since we hadn’t seen each other recently, it seemed that he wanted to contact me in this way.
Otherwise, there would be no lap pillow in the morning, no need to ask for a haircut.
Originally, I would have readily agreed, but now I have no choice but to be cautious.
I have to push moderately, so I’m going to have to adjust it.
So I told her not to stroke her hair because she was tired.
“yes……..”
“But if nothing special happens this weekend, let’s go play together.”
“yes!”
Kyung-hee’s ears, which had gone down to the ground in an instant, soared into the sky once again.
Kyung-hee, who kept pricking her ears to see if she was really in a good mood, smiled at me.
He seemed happy just by looking at my face.
Then, when I woke up saying I had to cook, I put on a slightly sullen expression.
After making fried rice that was easy to eat for breakfast in moderation, he ordered Kyunghee to wash the dishes.
And as I was about to sort out the notebooks spread out on the living room floor, I heard Kyunghee’s words straight away.
“Si, Siwoo!”
“yes?”
“Notebook… can’t you look at it…?”
He seemed to be worried about what to do if someone found out that I painted my face or wrote something rather disrespectful.
But up to this point, I was willing to see it as a cute aegyo.
And because this was a process.
So when I hit him for seeing him the other day, Kyung-hee’s eyes went blank.
The ears that seemed to pierce the sky just a moment ago also fell down in an instant.
Seeing how sensitive I am to how I feel about myself…
It seemed that Kyung-hee was much more obsessed with me than I thought.
But for that kind of thing, dealing with people was very clumsy.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t even think of covering it up, and there’s no way it would harden.
I thought I would have passed on if I had calmly lied.
Still, if I left it like that, I thought it would make a guess and ask me to kill it, so I jumped the ball.
“Why? You draw well.”
“Ugh…”
“Is it because you don’t have any materials to practice with? I’ll buy you another book so you can practice later.”
“yes………”
“And it gets in the way when cleaning, so after you’re done, put it on a desk or something like that.”
“Okay.”
Perhaps thinking that the crisis was over, Kyung-hee washed the dishes in relief.
In the meantime, as if to symbolize Kyunghee’s uneasy mind, her ears bobbed up and down.
Slowly go up, then go down.
I could even feel the strange regularity, and it was actually so cute that I had no choice but to stare blankly at it.
Then, as if he noticed my gaze, his ears started to move at a tremendous speed.
It was as if he was playing a white flag with his ears.
Then, as if she couldn’t stand it in the end, after washing the dishes, Kyung-hee hurriedly went into the bathroom and closed the door.
It was obvious that he would be leaning against the bathroom door and clutching at his hot face.
After that, I’m sure I’ll cool off the heat by fanning my hands.
Well, it seemed like I had time to look at the notebook more than I had.
When I slowly opened the spring notebook, it contained much more sophisticated writing than before.
He calmly described how he lived.
In other words, it was a story about herself, who was nothing more than an investment doll to her parents.
It was described briefly in a few lines, as if he didn’t want to even think about it, but he could roughly guess everything.
And then he explains what happened to him, and even describes the appearance of an angel.
“ah.”
This was actually more like an essay than a novel.
Although I tried to adapt it somehow and put effort into packaging it as a novel.
To be honest, it was more cute than disgusting.
Later, when Kyung-hee can live without me completely.
At that time, I had a playful thought of how it would be if I showed this novel.
Come to think of it, I must have asked about the serialization of novels.
“Since you don’t know, should I ask you to serialize it?”
There was nothing better than having people encourage and praise others to give them confidence.
So, if you make this serialized on a novel site and get encouragement and praise from readers.
If so, I could have changed the reason that it was for me.
Not for me, but for the readers.
If the reason changed like that, there was a possibility that my position would be smaller.
I decided to talk seriously later, and now I pushed the vacuum cleaner first.
When the vacuum cleaner was finished and the mop returned, Kyung-hee came out of the bathroom.
Perhaps he had done nothing but calmed down his emotions, his tightly pursed lips trembled.
I could see that I was still extremely embarrassed, my face blushing.
Then, seeing me, Kyunghee burst into tears and hugged me.
The reason was simple. I knew I would be hated and it was hard.
However, there was a high possibility that another reason was hiding.
Even though I hugged her and stroked her hair.
From the circumstances, it was clear that he had already known that things were over, and had come to ask for comfort.
Since he showed a dangerous side of himself, he clearly showed his cute intention that he would hug him at this level.
Actually, my ears, which should have been drooping, had been up since I left the bathroom, so I said it all.
Still, I wasn’t blind enough to point it out, so I pretended not to know and comforted Kyung-hee.
After doing that for a while, I went to study. Kyung-hee even dropped out to practice painting.
Several hours have passed since then.
It was the moment when I groaned to study my major book after eating lunch and washing the dishes again.
“I’m Siwoo.”
“yes?”
“By any chance, the ID for serializing novels… Can I use it too?”
Kyeong-hee held the notebook in her arms and asked hesitantly.
I nodded my head saying that it was okay because I was going to let them do it if they were willing to do it serially.
Then, Kyung-hee’s face brightened and asked if she was using a laptop.
When I replied that I didn’t use it, I asked if it was okay for me to use a little bit, and her eyes lit up.
It was so cute and I was proud that I was going to serialize it, so I showed you how to write a novel site.
And after giving me some programs to use for serialization, I connected my laptop to the living room and I came back and started studying.
How many more hours have passed?
Even if I reviewed it, I continued to wrestle while holding on to the book of my major that was only puzzling.
It was obvious that I would fall behind if I didn’t study anyway, so I couldn’t help it.
It’s not like I can proudly declare that I’m a person who has turned away from a test like a friend I know.
So, I continued to hold on to the books I majored in.
If you ask Park Jin-soo to teach you, you should be able to go a little more comfortably, but then your liver will break down.
In the end, I had no choice but to walk on my own as far as I could.
After continuing to study like that, I closed the book for my major, saying that since I had finished one unit, I would take a break.
When I went to the living room, Kyung-hee was tapping a typewriter with a happy expression on her face.
He was so focused that I couldn’t even notice if I looked back.
Kyunghee was writing a novel. It was one after another in notepad.
Still, I was able to learn something while chatting with me in the past, and the basics were caught.
Then, noticing my gaze, Kyung-hee told me that the writing was well written.
It was clear what the intention was.
Please give me some love because I’m trying to move on like this.
As if my prediction was correct, Kyunghee was looking up at me with a slightly excited breath.
Then I closed my eyes and waited.
I slowly reached out and stroked Kyunghee’s hair.
Ignoring the slight ominous creeping up, I stroked Kyunghee’s hair for a while.