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Trying to figure out where to start explaining and how much to reveal was practically impossible in that short moment.

Fortunately, Yoon Jichang was a decent scenario writer.

…Although he did twist the story a bit in his favor.

“So, your sister is a bad person? And she’s targeting Chaewon?”

“Yeah. That’s the problem.”

By the way, at that time, Jung Siwoo had no idea about Yoon Jiyu’s existence.

He was somewhat famous, but I wasn’t the type to follow celebrities around. I was just stuck in the practice room playing the piano, so how could I have known?

Initially, Yoon Jichang never mentioned anything about his sister, but he only told me about her after I got involved with Yoon Jiyu.

Not that Yoon Jichang was at fault, as they were so close like brothers that they didn’t really know what each other was up to.

The fact that we were together at the Baekjoong Unhol this morning was probably due to Yoon Jiyu’s threat.

Anyway, Jung Siwoo found out about Yoon Jiyu.

“So, it’s because of this video?”

He also realized that she was targeting me, the bad person.

“….”

Siwoo, with a blank expression, looked at the recorded video and asked me.

“Because of the accompanist?”

“Yeah. That’s right.”

And then, with a bombshell statement, he made my heart sink.

“Then I’ll do it. I can still handle the accompaniment.”

If fate existed, it was definitely mocking me.

I tried to separate the villain from Jung Siwoo, but now Jung Siwoo was going to save me from the villain, completing this ridiculous cycle.

“What are you talking about? Did you forget you broke your ribs?”

“I didn’t break them. They’re just slightly bruised.”

“Did you forget what the doctor said about not overdoing it…?”

“I said I’ll do it because I’m fine. Don’t stop me.”

Suddenly becoming sharp, Jung Siwoo began to push forward like a ruthless general.

His attitude had changed so much that I was completely taken aback.

“Really, you’ll do it? It doesn’t matter to me, but…”

I casually slapped Yoon Jichang’s butt as he was being pushy.

“Ouch.”

Yoon Jichang stumbled forward, rolling over the single-person dining table and hitting his head on the wardrobe before stopping.

“If you were going to do it, you should have done it in the first place instead of leaving it to me!”

He shouted, his voice raised as he was turned upside down.

“Did I do something wrong, Chaewon? Really?”

Did he drink and forget everything?

Or did he not want to remember anything about Yoon Jiyu? Selective memory loss, what’s that?

“Why were you sleeping at the Baekjoong Unhol?”

“Uh… I drank and passed out there.”

“So, why specifically at the Baekjoong Unhol?”

“I was supposed to meet that crazy girl from our house yesterday morning… Oh.”

Finally, everything came back to him, and Yoon Jichang slapped his forehead with a laugh.

He quickly got up and approached Siwoo, offering his support.

“Hey, Siwoo. I’m sorry. I should have done that in the first place.”

“….”

“I’ll just do it. If I knew it would be resolved so easily, I would have done it sooner.”

However, Yoon Jichang’s bold declaration to do it himself had a bitter end.

– Yoon Jiyu: Get lost.

– Yoon Jiyu: Time’s up.

– Yoon Jiyu: Already told Dad everything.

– Yoon Jiyu: Good job lol.

– Me: Why the hell am I not included?

– Yoon Jiyu: You suck at playing the piano.

– Yoon Jiyu: Hurry up and bring Chaewon.

– Me: You already told Dad, didn’t you?

– Yoon Jiyu: Just kidding lol.

– Yoon Jiyu: Decide and let me know by today~

“…So that’s how it is.”

It was a sharp rejection.

Yoon Jiyu wanted me.

More precisely, she wanted a perfect accompanist like Jung Siwoo.

“I’ll do it.”

“No, I’ll do it. Can’t you see? Even if you go, you’ll just be turned away at the door.”

“Fine. Since there’s nothing else to do anyway, I’ll do it.”

The two stubbornly insisted on doing it themselves.

This is our messy way of sorting things out.

But I don’t want to hand over Jungsioo to Yoon Jiyu.

Even though the history I experienced three years ago is completely different, I’m still anxious because I don’t think the outcome will change.

“I’ve had enough of being used and thrown away by myself alone…”

I’ve already planned my revenge perfectly.

Why would you want to walk into hell by yourself?

“Listen to me, Jungsioo.”

“Why should I?”

“What do you mean by ‘me’?”

The moment I heard those words, my head spun.

I was struck right in the heart.

Not a single word of rebuttal came to mind.

“We’re… like siblings.”

“But we’re not really siblings.”

“That’s true, but…”

I tried to stop the guy who was coming out recklessly, but it was meaningless.

“It’s okay, you don’t have to worry about it. I’ll take care of my own business.”

I think I understand Jungsioo’s intentions, but it’s confusing.

He took Yoon Jiyu’s words about her being a dangerous woman too seriously.

He’s trying to take action because he’s worried that I, Min Chaewon, might be devoured by Yoon Jiyu.

“And on top of that, he seems to be trying to smoothly transition from the awkward atmosphere that was created earlier…”

Why is he trying to take the lead with confessions and all?

I grabbed Sioo’s wrist firmly. Chaewon’s small hand couldn’t completely wrap around Sioo’s wrist. It felt strange as if I was seeing my own weakness right now.

But I can’t lose in a logical argument like this.

I have to be the one to take the hit for Yoon Jiyu.

“What about you then?”

I can break down your logic just as easily.

We’re the same person.

“Why are you treating me like a baby? Why are you making such a fuss when that woman didn’t even threaten you with a knife?”

“No. That’s…”

From the start, Min Chaewon is not someone who will be pushed around by Yoon Jiyu.

I’ve never seen a woman as confident and charming as Min Chaewon in my life.

She says what she wants and lives as she pleases.

Min Chaewon is the kind of woman who can have whatever she wants.

“I appreciate your concern, but I’ll take care of it myself.”

Just as you said, Sioo, let’s go back.

“Don’t act like you’re my brother.”

The shock must have been too much, as Sioo hesitated and sat on the edge of the bed.

“Oh… right.”

… Did I say that too harshly?

No. Sioo will understand.

He must have realized the flaws in his own argument through my rebuttal just now.

Feeling sorry for providing an excuse, Yoon Jichang, who had been watching quietly, asked again with a smirk.

“There’s no need to fight like this.”

“We’re not fighting.”

Sioo seems to have lost half of his soul already.

But what can I do?

“I’ll take revenge with my own hands.”

The past Sioo, who didn’t let Yoon Jiyu do anything to him, is gone.

“Still, you two really do seem like siblings the way you bicker.”

“…Is that so?”

“You always do that! When we argue, you try to get the last word in no matter what. There’s no one like Jungsioo when it comes to arguing with a woman.”

“When did I do that?”

“You do it all the time! When the argument escalates, you try to get the last word… Wait. Why am I saying this to you instead of Jungsioo?”

Yoon Jichang is starting to confuse me with Sioo.

It means that we are so alike, and it’s not easy to hide the true identity within me.

“Yeah. You feel like a pair of fraternal twins with a story.”

“You mean identical twins.”

“Is that so… Oh. Wait a minute.”

The guy who was just freaking out about how he could deceive me, accusing me of using his fan feelings, is now relieved and looking at me and Sioo’s similar appearance.

The sound of the wooden blocks hitting each other was so perfect that one could not help but acknowledge that they were like siblings.

“I have a question. Did you both happen to take lessons from the same professor?” Yoon Ji-chang asked, watching the video of my La Campanella performance repeatedly.

I firmly shook my head.

“Give me that,” but before I could reach for it, Jung Si-woo had already taken Yoon Ji-chang’s phone away.

“….”

Si-woo put on his earphones and quietly listened to my performance.

Soon, someone who had gotten up from their seat spoke to Yoon Ji-chang, “Yoon Ji-chang, can you come back in an hour or two?”

“Two hours? Are we having a family meeting or something?”

“Yeah.”

Si-woo’s voice became so heavy that it was almost terrifying.

Sensing something, Yoon Ji-chang quickly left the house.

With a thud as the door closed, Si-woo turned to me and asked, “Now I understand.”

Only now did a sense of crisis begin to set in.

Si-woo had seen the La Campanella performance.

It was undoubtedly a style that Si-woo had recreated through my body as Chaewon.

‘Could it be that he found out?!’

A sudden sense of impending danger.

I waited anxiously for Si-woo’s next words.

“There’s something strange. A man I’ve never seen before casually entering the house. Knowing exactly where the wardrobe and drawers with clothes to change into are located.”

Sweat began to bead on my scalp and face.

I was caught.

I was completely exposed…!

“The classical music I listen to while bathing perfectly matches my taste. The ham and eggs you made for breakfast were exactly the same as when I make them normally…”

I tightly shut my eyes.

“Did you… stalk me all this time? Did you install surveillance cameras in the house? Or did you sneak in?”

And in shock, I opened my eyes again.

“…. Huh?”