episode_0032

For a week after I returned from Naaah, my relationship with my mom and dad took a turn.

One day, my mom called me and said this with a pitiful look on her face.

“Yerin… . Would you like to sit here for a moment?”

“What’s going on?”

“That… , our living expenses are all gone now… . Could you give me some of the part-time salary I received last month for living expenses?”

“… … .”

It may seem like a robbery, but in fact, this was a very gentlemanly attitude for my parents.

Because he used to unlock my account and take money without telling me.

“Ugh… , Mom will work hard to live frugally from now on. So, some living expenses… .”

As she said that, there were small tears in the corners of her eyes.

Since I’ve been taking a strong stance recently, I guess they’ve changed their tactics to Operation Tears.

In fact, Operation Parents’ Tears has worked well for me so far.

Now that I think about it, the reason I replaced my dad’s graphics card in the past was because of Operation Tears.

‘Ugh… , black… . Yerin… . Dad, can you replace my graphics card? My current graphics card is so bad… . The game is… .’

‘… Dad, now is not the time to play games. You need to find a job quickly and make money… .’

‘Hwaaa! Just the graphics card… , If only I had a better graphics card, my stress would be relieved and I would be able to find a job quickly! ‘Huh!’

‘Whoa…’ , so how much do you need… .’

‘Thank you, Yerin! ‘Dad will pay most of the money, so just add 2 million won!’

But now I am different.

Even after seeing my mother’s tears… , I didn’t feel anything.

“Why do I have to pay the money I earn from my part-time job for living expenses?”

“Why… , we are family, so of course… .”

“Ah, then you can do it like this.”

I pointed to my mom’s closet.

“Mom, your closet is full of clothes you don’t wear. Wouldn’t it make some money if you pick out a few of them and sell them as used goods? I use that for living expenses.”

Of course the mother who heard that… .

“What-!! Absolutely not-!!”

The tears in my eyes stopped and I screamed.

“How did mom buy those clothes! Why should I sell them and use them for living expenses!”

“Why? We are family.”

“Profit… !”

When I gave it back exactly as my mother had said, she glared at me with an angry look on her face.

It was beautiful to see my mother like that.

I, Ha Ye-rin, was born with this appearance because I owe a lot to my parents.

In particular, when my mother was young, men lined up and did whatever she wanted.

The vanity from that time still remains and my mother cannot afford luxury items.

So, I used the money I didn’t have to buy luxury goods, and when I still didn’t have the money, I would cry bitterly and hug my younger self.

There were times in the past when I felt sorry for my mother like that… , to this day, it just seems immature.

Of course, it was the same for Dad.

“Yes, Yerin… . Dad, I’m so hungry, but side dishes are okay, so why not just make me some food?”

“Eat at your own risk.”

“No… , Dad doesn’t know how to cook.”

My dad is so old that he doesn’t even know how to cook.

My dad is also so handsome that I thought that if he appeared on TV right now, the ladies would think he was a middle-aged man.

I once saw my dad’s high school graduation photo, and it was truly worthy of being called a facial genius.

Even my dad’s dad. So, until my grandfather’s generation, we lived in a very good house.

however… .

After my grandfather passed away right after I married my mother, he lost all his fortune through gambling.

Whenever my dad drank, he would tell old stories.

In the past, there were times when my father seemed pitiful, but now he just looks pitiful.

“If dad doesn’t know how to cook, he asks mom to do it for him!”

“You… , you… Yerin you! What kind of habit is this when talking to dad! How can I respect my parents as a child? !”

“Mom and Dad are not doing my duty as a parent to me, so why should I do my duty as a child?”

As soon as they heard those words, my mom and dad looked at me and started crying.

“Wow, our pretty daughter Yerin… !”

“How can you say this… !”

Now, this was not an act of tears, but the sincerity of the two people.

“Huh… … .”

Even though I detest such parents… .

“… … .”

As I continued to look at it, I felt somewhat weak and left the house.

“… I’m going out. Take care of your own food.”

“Where are you going, at this time-!”

“Yerin-!”

In this way, the Cold War atmosphere continued in our family.

**

The end of our family’s cold war came a week after I returned from Naa’a.

“I went… .”

As soon as I returned home from school like usual, the first thing I saw was my father and mother sitting in the living room with dark expressions.

“… Yerin Hay. Come and sit here.”

“… … .”

Although my father and mother were immature and bad people, they were not people who created a heavy atmosphere by putting parental authority first.

But for some reason, instead of the usual light atmosphere, a cold atmosphere prevailed in the living room, so I calmed down a little and sat down in front of the two people.

“What’s going on?”

“… I discussed it with your dad and mom all day while you were at school. About how you’ve changed these days.”

what the.

If you have time, maybe look for a job.

They are truly good people.

I snorted inwardly and said.

“So?”

“Until now, we didn’t say anything to Yerin because you were such a good and polite daughter. But considering recent events, Yerin, I think your actions have gone too far.”

Dad had a stern expression on his face as he said that, and Mom was nodding her head at what he said.

“So… , Yerin, I concluded with my mom and dad that you probably need some discipline.”

“… Discipline? How are you going to discipline me?”

When I asked how he was going to discipline me, my dad took something from behind and handed it to me.

thud.

It was a ballpoint pen and dozens of pages of A4 paper.

“Now, there are 100 sheets of A4 paper. Here, write a reflection on what you did wrong to your mom and dad.”

What kind of discipline did they give me, and at most was it a reflection?

It wasn’t a heavy punishment to be called discipline, but… .

“… I don’t like it.”

Of course, I had no intention of doing this straight away.

“What right do mom and dad have to discipline me? The ones who made a mistake are Mom and Dad, who have been unable to be parents for a long time, and Mom and Dad should also write a letter of reflection.”

“Ha Ye-rin! What kind of habit are you talking to mom and dad right now?”

Mom raised her clear voice and got angry.

Dad also scolded me with a rare angry look on his face.

“Yerin! What on earth is there that we can’t do as parents? Give birth… , Raise me… . Send them to school too! also… , hmm… Anyway!!”

“If you are a dutiful daughter, you can do a little housework instead of mom and dad! Was it that hard to cook and do a little dishwashing?”

“Of course, it may be difficult and dissatisfying. Still, you have to speak politely to mom and dad!”

“Why did that kind Yerin become like this… .”

After bombarding my father and mother with a one-two punch of bullshit, they placed an A4 sheet of paper in front of me and said,

“In the meantime, we raised him too much.”

“I’m trying to correct it now, so hurry up and write a reflection.”

“I don’t like it.”

“Uh-huh-! Hey Yerin! What is the attitude towards mom and dad right now? !”

It was a time when the conversation was going round and round.

Ugh-.

“… … !”

The moment my dad raised his voice, my phone suddenly started vibrating.

I usually keep my phone on silent, so it wasn’t mine. When I saw the sound coming from my father’s pocket, I thought it must have been my father’s.

Who is it when “ matters?”

Dad got nervous and answered the phone without even checking who it was.

and… .

“Hello! who are you! Who are you? … … Ah, Boss Kang.”

As soon as I found out that the other person was Kang Hyeong-man, I immediately took a calm stance.

“Yes, haha. You’ve been well, right. yes yes. Hey~ When did you say I bullied Yerin~ Yes, but why did you call me… ? Yes?”

My dad said to me while answering the phone.

“You, Yerin! Didn’t you see that Boss Kang called a lot?”

“… Phone?”

After hearing what my dad said, I took out my phone and checked.

“… Ah.”

[7 missed calls from President Kang Hyung-man.]

… I guess I couldn’t answer the phone because it was set to silent.

“… I couldn’t watch it because it was on silent.”

“Yes, boss. Yerin said she couldn’t see it because she kept her phone on silent. Oh, yes, would you like to change it now?”

My father soon handed me the phone with a hesitant expression, and I accepted it.

[Yerin.]

“Boss.”

Given the situation just now, I was somehow glad to hear his voice.

“Yes, what’s going on?”

[Nothing else, but did you check the video?]

“… Video? what… .”

When I tilted my head, Kang Hyeong-man explained.

[At midnight yesterday, a video of Naa’s group theme song was uploaded. It would be a good idea to go in and take a look.]

“Ah.”

Now that I think about it, you said you were going to upload a video this week, right? I think that was last night.

I immediately took out my phone and went to YouTube.

Even without a separate search, the video of the group theme song was already uploaded to the recommended videos, probably through an algorithm.

And that video… .

[My Idol Academia – We are dreaming idol! (First published)]

[Views: 1,732,869 – 17 hours ago]

Even before a day had passed, the number of views had already exceeded 1.7 million.

“Uh… ? This has views… .”

[Yes, the number of views was better than expected. I’m going to hang up the phone, so take your time and take a look. Please check the four parts in the video.]

Pop.

With those words, Kang Hyeong-man hung up the phone, as if the business was over.

I put my dad’s phone down, rubbed my eyes, and checked the number of views again.

… It wasn’t a mistake.

‘1.7 million views in 17 hours… .’

Of course, I knew that Naa had gained sensational popularity even in her previous life.

But was it like this?

“… … .”

I was staring blankly at the screen as the number of views was greater than I expected… .

“Yes, Yerin, what is this? Joe, 1.7 million views… .”

“This is you, Yerin… ? Oh, turn it on now.”

The parents who said they were going to discipline me were huddled next to me and looking at their phone screens.

Sigh

Before I knew it, Mom and Dad’s hands were draped affectionately on my shoulders.