episode_0024

– Author. Aren’t you from all over the world? How on earth does something like this come out?

“Wow….”

While I was reading comments and adding emoticons, I froze for 5 minutes when I saw a comment from an incredibly sharp reader.

Is it safe to say that you know my identity at this level?

Since I found some interesting comments, I decided to join in as well.

“Thank you for the interesting comment… In fact, men and women really come from all over the world.”

There was no one I could trust anyway, so I left a comment with the truth in my heart.

Then why?

Usually, I only leave a few emoticons in the comments, but this time, perhaps because there are comments on the post, the large comments keep coming.

Most of the comments are jokingly asking people to possess them too or to send them too.

There are some comments that are difficult to tell whether they are joking or serious.

Hehe… These readers are a little scary.

If you really want to do something like hacking or background investigation, ‘Please let me possess you.’ They might say the same thing and then disappear.

Hmm… have I been watching too many crime/thriller movies recently?

Minji seemed to enjoy it so much that we watched it together and the problem was that she was hooked.

Anyway, I continued to leave emoticon comments and joined the community.

Since I worked hard, I should take a break by doing something else.

“My back hurts, so I should lie down and use my phone…”

Will we soon stop accumulating reserves?

If this continues, I plan to stock up until the end and serialize it.

4 reserves per day…

It’s been like that for over two months already.

Okay… let’s stop now.

I should just write two stories a day and try to make a living.

Of course, the first means of living is the Internet world.

Ugh… I can’t live without the internet.

“Huh? Well, there are so many texts.”

When I checked my phone after 8 hours, there were a lot of texts.

And it’s not Minji or the editor…

High school classmates.

From my friends who I haven’t heard from for 5 years already.

Wow…what happened all of a sudden?

Have you ever borrowed money and forgotten something?

There’s no way I borrowed money.

Yeah, what kind of high school guys lend money and stuff like that?

“Ha… I was super popular in high school…”

no.

Wasn’t it that bad?

Still, I made a lot of friends while on the sports team, and although they weren’t girlfriends, I had quite a few female friends.

I don’t know why, but he kept buying me snacks and bread and being cute to me.

Did you say he was like a younger brother?

Because I looked a little younger.

The men seemed to be making fun of me, but they were also jealous.

There was also a guy who really tried to show that he was shedding bloody tears.

Babies… hope you’re doing well.

“Hmm… Is this a reunion?…”

Now that I think about it, maybe it’s time for us to have a reunion?

At the age of 25, I served in the military and became a full-fledged member of society.

This is a world where men and women are reversed, so men don’t go to the military…

So, are girls at the age when they return to school after serving in the military?

“I guess I should go see my friends after a long time.”

Happy Pig Slaughterhouse in Seomyeon, Busan.

Two days from now.

The participation fee is for as much as you want to eat, so bring as much as you want.

***

“Minji. Since my brother is coming back, I will eat with the editor.”

– I heard it. I know how to scoop rice and turn on the gas stove, right?!

“Really?”

– brother. Should I make noise next to your bed all day today so you can’t sleep?

“Sorry.”

Not long ago, something was bothering me so much that I was talking next to my bed so I couldn’t sleep at night.

We talked all day from 11pm to 9am and then left, saying we were going to work.

I can’t even sleep…won…

I had decided not to do anything that offended me again.

Anyway, I hung up and got out of the car.

It’s been a while since I’ve been to a restaurant like this, so I’m a little nervous.

Because of the reunion, I got my hair done and bought some clothes.

Do you want to look like a normal person now?

I used my phone screen as a mirror and checked my head based on the reflected light.

He’s neat and tidy, and the brown sweatshirt he’s wearing and white pants seem to go quite well together.

Minji said it was okay, so it must be okay.

Lastly, I used the car window as a mirror to check my clothes and went inside.

The smell of pork and kimchi being roasted in pork fat spreads as soon as you enter.

I guess I can’t stand this smell, which feels like it would kill five bowls of rice in no time.

Let’s go after a long time to properly oil the ship.

As for alcohol…don’t drink it as much as possible.

“Hey. Isn’t he Siwoo?”

“I think that’s right?”

A small voice can be heard faintly.

As I turned my head, I saw friends I hadn’t seen in a long time.

Minjae and Seongho.

From the first year of elementary school to the third year of high school, we were friends who got along so well that they were called the Three Musketeers.

After the accident, we only exchanged a few text messages.

Because I didn’t want to show my injuries, I didn’t even tell them the hospital I was in.

But… why am I so happy to see my friends’ smiles today?

Without realizing it, I lifted my hand and shook it slightly.

“Siwoo! You bastard!”

“Are you okay now?! Don’t your legs hurt?”

“It’s okay. By the way… you guys haven’t changed at all?”

“Is that the same for you? How can it be that nothing has changed in my dressing sense or hair since 5 years ago?”

is it?

I thought I was trying to show a different sense than before, but it seems it was a futile effort.

Still, my friends treat me the same way as before…

Rather, it went well…

“Huh? Siwoo?”

“Siwoo! Do you recognize my sister?”

And the voices of the women are heard.

In particular, I heard the voice of a female friend who often engaged in skinship with me.

No matter how you look at it, it wasn’t normal skinship.

I didn’t hate it either.

I sighed and looked back.

“Yes… But how many times have you said no to your sister…”

“My little brother Siwoo! Ha…let’s give it a hug!”

She approaches me to bury my face in her chest, just like 5 years ago.

Of course, I was stopped by another friend next to me.

“Uh huh. I think he’s still in high school.”

“Ugh… But it’s been a while since we met.”

” Siwoo might have a girlfriend, and he might even be married.”

“Seo….No way! My little brother! W…do you have a girlfriend?”

“No… I don’t have one.”

“Then wow…wife?!”

“No… So why is it like that?”

Little has changed for everyone.

Well, it’s only been about 5 years since I graduated, so maybe that’s worth it.

*

I had various conversations with my friends.

There was no problem now that the wound had recovered to some extent.

Everyone was curious about what I had been up to, so I solved it like a story.

Starting with the injury, I lived almost completely cut off from human relationships for a long time.

And he completely locked himself up and didn’t come out for over a year.

For your information, I did not say that I wrote a web novel, but rather just said that I wrote a moderate amount of writing.

“Writing… It suits you and Siwoo quite well.”

“Is that so?”

“You often scribbled in your notebook. It wasn’t fun though.”

“That’s right. It wasn’t much fun.”

“…….”

Would you be surprised to see the sales of my novels now?

Rather than hiding it, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to reveal it at the end.

“But the fact that you came out today means you plan to continue your relationship in the future, right?”

“Yes. I didn’t answer the phone for 5 years… I was sorry.”

“I’m sorry. Teacher, we gave up on calling at some point.”

He then handed me a cup filled with Glenfiddich 21 Year Old.

I took it, and Minjae also held a glass full of alcohol and clinked it slightly.

Ugh… Glenfiddich is a single malt, and isn’t it quite expensive for 21 years?

What kind of smart friend brought this in large quantities?

“I guess you didn’t hear. Seongho, this guy hit the jackpot with his web novel.”

“……Really?”

“What did they say? I heard it’s about farming in another world? That seems to be very popular.”

“Uh. I saw that too.”

It is a web novel in which an elf enters a game in another world and engages in farming.

It was not aimed at a special audience, but was a masterpiece that was popular with both men and women.

“Siwoo You said you also write, right? Is this by any chance a web novel?”

“No, it’s not like that…”

When my friend suddenly told me that he was a popular web novel writer, I felt a bit awkward talking.

I think it would be better to retreat for operational reasons.

“Web novels are popular these days?”

“Uh…which one?”

“It’s called Yeonam Station. A story in which the notions of chastity between women and men are reversed. It’s so fun that there’s already been talk of turning it into a webtoon and a drama?”

And eventually I came out.

That too from the mouth of Minjae, one of my best friends.

“Seongho. What do you think of that work?”

“Hmm…..”

Seongho smiled bitterly, as if he was wondering whether he should say this.

Because the act of evaluating another writer’s work is never treated well.

Of course, that applies only when criticizing.

An exception is when judging fun from the reader’s perspective.

“It’s so fucking fun.”

“….”

“If I find out who it is, I plan to bow down and beg to be accepted as a disciple.”

I guess my friend is crazy.

I should have known that a long time ago.

With that thought in mind, I took a sip of my drink.

Big…………

Before I went in, I thought I wasn’t going to drink, but strangely enough, the alcohol kept pouring in.

I keep drinking what they give me, but…hehe, was alcohol always this delicious?