My Maid Is the Most Beautiful Girl in School

＜Episode 14＞ My Daily Life

[Si-eun]

When I woke up, it was already morning.

My eyes frowned at the bright light coming in from the window. The room I used to live in didn’t have a window. Every morning when you wake up, you realize that you are really living in someone else’s house.

I was about to turn my head, but there was something on my forehead.

When I picked it up with my hand and checked it, the identity of the object was none other than a towel.

Now I remember what happened yesterday.

Hwimin grabbed my shoulder, which was staggering from the heat, followed me to the room and put a towel on it. He even told me not to work as a housekeeper until he got better.

I asked Hwimin like that. why do you care about me

Hwimin calmly confided about his past. When he was young, he said he was not rich. When you look at me, it reminds me of my old self.

I see. A little, but understandable. While saying that you are not interested in other people, and that you are not really interested in them. What was the reason for the subtly different attitude to me?

He grabbed the thermometer from the bedside table and put it in his mouth.

Wait for your body temperature to be measured. Condition was much better than yesterday. There was no feeling of heat, as if his head was being crushed, and there was no feeling of numbness in his body. Maybe it’s all good already.

Then the thermometer beeps and spit out a monotonous sound.

When I took it out of my mouth and looked at the screen, the number that came out was 37.2 degrees. This is a mild fever level.

Originally, it would have been hard for two days. Could it be because I slept soundly for a long time without overdoing it? Well, I felt a little grateful for Hwimin.

will it happen

I sleep a lot in the morning, so I roll around until my head is fully booted. But now I am a housekeeper who works for money. I have to get up early and go to work.

Hwimin told him to rest while he was sick. In other words, the ideal of getting better means starting work.

With that in mind, I got up out of bed.

For a moment, the words I said yesterday flashed through my mind.

‘It was the first time someone took care of me when I was sick like this… … .’

‘I am very happy… … .’

As soon as I remembered, I put myself back into the blanket again.

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it’s crazy… … .

Crazy Crazy Crazy Crazy… … .

I said useless things.

It was the first time that someone took care of me when I was sick, and it was true that it was a little, a little, but I was happy.

But to say that with my own mouth… … .

She put the blanket over her head and said, “Ugh…” and made a meaningless noise. I was about to get confused by the endless stream of shame.

Sometimes I go crazy. Just before going to sleep, after waking up, and after drinking alcohol. I know. You’re making fun of your mouth even though you know it well.

Yesterday I seemed to have been distracted by the heat.

Still, I can’t quit my job because of this. You can’t find honey part-timers at this level even if you search the world.

I cleared my mind with a deep breath.

Yesterday nothing happened. I didn’t say anything. Recalling that over and over again, I got up again.

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After taking a shower, I went into my room to dry my hair, and it was already 10:30.

On Fridays, I and Hwimin have only afternoon lectures. I’m glad I didn’t miss class. Of course, if you can’t go to sleep over there, I wouldn’t worry.

As I opened the closet, a memory came to mind.

“Friday, that’s it.”

He mutters to himself and looks at the colorful clothes hanging on the hangers.

Come to think of it, I decided to wear maid clothes one day a week. I said that on Friday, so today was the day I wore a maid outfit.

It was an exciting declaration, but looking back now, it was a bit of a regret.

I wanted to get revenge for wearing a maid outfit. But what kind of revenge is this? (Probably) You just make Hwimin, who has a taste for maid clothes, do good things.

In any case, you should do more than you set out to do.

I put on my maid clothes and walked out of the room.

The first place I go every morning is, of course, Hwimin’s room.

If I don’t wake up, I’m a person who will sleep for hours or even days. But he usually sleeps late, so he doesn’t force him to wake him up. Instead, it is common to induce them to stand up on their own.

When I quietly opened the door so that I could not hear it, it was dark inside the room. I looked out the window, and the opaque curtains had been drawn all the way to the end. It shows a strong will to sleep late and wake up late.

I usually leave the curtains slightly open and go out again. Today, somehow, my eyes fell on Hwimin.

The duvet is slightly lowered. Maybe that’s where I catch a cold. Well, I don’t mean to say I already have a cold.

Her hair was pressed to and fro and turned into a magpie house. I moved my gaze a little there, and a face came into my eyes. Looking at it this way, if you keep your mouth shut, it might not be a bad face.

When I saw that face, a strange feeling came over me.

I said yesterday that I don’t need it, but I keep sticking around and trying to help. Not only that. They even brought furniture into the room and gave me the right to decide the menu.

I feel like I’m giving it to myself without knowing it. … … Actually, I don’t know what you think.

Well, there will be no blackness.

He doesn’t seem interested in me or any other woman. I am a person who is bothered to even go out for a while, but there is no way I can have that kind of feeling.

He’s just looking back on his own childhood.

But no matter how much I thought about it. I don’t know what’s wrong, but I thought it was okay.

I pulled the curtain vigorously so that Hwimin could hear it. Then Hwimin said, “Ummm…” and slept. As if to answer it, “Heh.” With a sound, I came out of Hwimin’s room.

Now it’s time to cook.

I can assure you, Hwimin is the most uncomplaining person in the world. No matter what kind of food I make, I eat it silently.

Of course, my cooking skills may be excellent, but I didn’t even say my likes or dislikes. Oh, except for one thing, ramen.

But ramen is not good for the body. Besides, you wouldn’t have hired me if you were going to cook ramen or cook it. It means that I have a responsibility to cook the right dishes.

furthermore… … I have to eat too. If possible, I want to make delicious food.

I looked in the refrigerator and there were a lot of stuff I bought. After thinking about it for a while, I decided to make the sundubu stew today and took out the ingredients.

“… … hi.”

As the stew was boiling, Hwimin rubbed his eyes and appeared.

“hi.”

Hearing my greeting, Hwimin blinked blankly, then straightened up and asked with a serious face.

“what. Why are you cooking?”

“You paid for it.”

“Didn’t I say you can rest if you are sick?”

“I got a fever and it was fine. Besides, the body is in good shape. Now that I’m done, I want to eat something more delicious than porridge.”

“Um, well, that’s it.”

Hwimin nodded, sweeping his magpie house.

These days, normal conversations with Hwimin are possible. At first, he couldn’t even make eye contact with me. He seems to have adapted quickly. I still have a muffled sound on the horse’s head, though.

Besides, sometimes I say cool things, and sometimes I push hard like yesterday… … .

No. I shook my head wildly. I was going to forget about yesterday. What the hell are you talking about?

While I was doing it, Hwimin took a few steps and spoke to me.

“Maid clothes, you’re really wearing it again.”

Did you see it now? The reaction is so different from when I first wore it. It also doesn’t seem like revenge.

He coughs a few times and answers bluntly.

“You said you would wear it. For the owner who likes maid clothes.”

“I don’t like maid clothes, and I’m not a master.”

Whether that was all he wanted to say, Hwimin immediately turned his back. If you wash up now, your food will be almost complete. It seemed like it would be just right for me to go to school after eating and tidying up.

I think so.

“But what?”

Hwimin looked back and said in a voice with a smile.

“It makes me so happy to see you wearing maid clothes and cooking for me.”

“Ugh… … !”

Hwimin, who had said those words, smiled a little and immediately went into the shower room.

I didn’t mean to say that yesterday. It has also become a complete joke. His face was red from embarrassment. I feel like I want to go back to my room and put on a blanket.

Again, it is It really sucks. It seemed that he had to take revenge to release his intuition.

With that in mind, I opened the refrigerator and took out some cheongyang peppers and sliced them. Put them all in the sundubu stew and stir well.

It was good. This will make you spicy. No matter how weak Hwimin’s emotional curves are, it’s clear that he won’t be able to eat this kind of food. I could feel the corners of my lips rising in anticipation of the reaction.

This has been my daily routine these days.

When I started working as a housekeeper in a house where a man lives alone, I was worried, but I got used to it. I was able to cook, clean, and do laundry without hesitation.

And it was even a little bit more enjoyable now.

… … No, no. I had another strange thought. what is fun It started because of money. not fun at all Not at all. None. even alittle.

Recalling that, I turned off the gas fire.