episode_0035

When I returned from writing in the PC room to refresh myself, there were a lot of packages left in front of the front door.

I didn’t hear that there was a delivery today… who ordered it?

With that in mind, I checked the invoice attached to the box.

Hangil Publishing Management…

“Huh? This all looks like a package sent from the publisher?”

Is there any reason for the publisher to send such a large amount of packages?

Could it be that you made a mistake while processing the computer and sent a bunch of books?

Then it’s a big problem.

I have to return this again… No, is it possible to return a personal courier?

First, I need to look at the address and make a phone call.

When I entered the phone number listed there, of course, a registered phone number appeared.

“Manager Kim Jae-hee…”

Obviously, I said he was our editor’s boss.

I remember that when I first signed the contract, it was with Manager Kim Jae-hee.

I pressed the call button and brought the phone to my ear.

Just like the editor, the phone rings about twice, and then boom! The call was connected with a sound.

“Hello. That’s Manager Kim Jae-hee’s number, right?”

– oh my. Our writer made all the phone calls.

The voice didn’t say “Thank you for calling”, but rather meant that he was suddenly calling when he usually didn’t answer the phone.

All I could do was laugh bitterly and scratch my head slightly.

“Haha… Are you at peace?”

– I’m doing well despite being overworked. so? What did you call me for?

“It’s no different, there are a ton of packages coming from the company. I was wondering if you might have sent it by mistake…”

– Ah, that~

She speaks as if she already knows.

It doesn’t seem like the item was sent in error.

– You know what? These are gifts sent by fans to the publisher.

“A gift? Now that I think about it, I remember you said you would send it to me before.”

– There’s a lot in that one box. And we discarded and sent food items that were past their expiration date.

“That can’t be helped.”

From what I heard, there are some people who sent things like bread by courier.

Employees have no choice but to eat that stuff or throw it away.

“From now on, please let the staff take care of everything you can eat.”

-You have a big barrel. Then, our staff will take care of it.

Rather, I am grateful.

I feel more comfortable eating it rather than disposing of it as food waste when it goes bad.

He said he would call again later and hung up.

Then he went into the house and took out a small cart.

The cart my mom bought a while ago…

I never thought I would use this again.

I wrote this when I was in a rush and had to order a lot of deliveries… so it’s been 1 month?

In the past, I took it out to move a lot at once, but this time, there was so much inside that I had no choice but to use it.

There is more than just one item in this box.

It is said that there are various items sent here by readers.

I heard that there are also mobile phones, tablets, and game consoles…

I guess they sent it to me because I used a lot of strange words in response to what the last writer said.

“Let’s see… Wow, isn’t this really expensive…”

When I opened the box, what caught my eye were headphones.

A fairly expensive one with HD600 written on it came in.

Next to it, there are even headphones called Apple Max.

I think the things fans gave me as gifts were too expensive.

Don’t these alone cost 400,000 won?

Is it really okay to receive a gift like this?

“You said there was no problem… I guess I should say thank you for the gift.”

First, let’s unpack the box.

What on earth is waiting for me?

*

“Our readers… this is no joke…”

The web novel market has grown.

I see people sending these things to the author as gifts…

There were two unopened tablet PCs.

It also has the largest capacity of the most expensive model.

Even if you think about it roughly, these items cost 2 million won per unit…

Who on earth sent it to me as a gift?

And there were a lot of things like bags and clothes.

I don’t know how I knew, but the clothes were the perfect fit for my physique.

I told you I’m a man… but did I also mention things like clothes size?

Or, since he’s a man, did he send me something he thought he could roughly wear like this?

I don’t know.

Or maybe someone is stalking me.

“Do you have celebrity disease? Come to your senses.”

Someone is stalking someone like me.

By the way, where do you store these things…

I can’t put it in the big cabinet in my room.

Still, it’s a shame to leave it in the warehouse.

First, let’s put electronic products in the corner of the room.

I gave the tablet to Minji and my older sister.

Afterwards, I tore off all the invoice stickers on the box and put them in a trash bag.

When discarding a box, you should always dispose of it to prevent personal information from being revealed.

I didn’t think anything of it before, but after watching the news recently, the world is so scary.

Just two days ago, a male student was raped while returning home from a palm tree farm near Busan.

Most local news is like that… but isn’t it scary?

“Phew… Recycling is tomorrow, so leave it at the door…”

Now all I have to do is organize the gifts.

He led the small cart with one hand and entered the room.

*

“I went~”

“Is your sister here? How was your day?”

I had almost finished preparing dinner when my sister opened the door and came in.

Now I see that the editor came in behind me holding a black envelope.

“Nothing much happened. I was going to have a drink, but it was ugly outside so I just came in.”

“Is it ugly?”

“I saw there was another accident earlier?”

Come to think of it, I could hear a lot of police cars.

Surely this isn’t a rape case or anything like that?

I’m scared for no reason.

“Perhaps it will be a suicide commotion? That’s all there was in the news today.”

“Really? Then I’m glad.”

“Isn’t that fortunate? Anyway, you two, please wash your hands quickly.”

“Yes~ Oppa. Put this in the freezer.”

“Yes, yes.”

The editor is very accustomed to calling me oppa in private situations.

I’m still embarrassed to call you by my first name, so I call you editor.

Someday, I want to call you by my name.

Dahye…Dahye…isn’t it a very pretty name?

Anyway, I took out the contents from the envelope I received from editor Dahye.

Of course beer.

I think it would be okay if I let you drink it for today.

But the editor likes beer more than I thought.

“But what about Minji? Minji is not there~”

“There is a company dinner today.”

He called me late and said it was a company dinner.

I’m going to eat beef, but I’m planning on not making hangover soup tomorrow morning because I made fun of him and asked if I was jealous.

“Aha~ Then I will sit next to the author today.”

“Yes, yes. Okay, so hurry up and wash your hands.”

“Hehe.”

cute.

I patted his head gently and he left for the bathroom.

***

“Ugh…it’s frustrating…”

I feel like something is trying to crush me to death.

I opened my eyes because I felt like Longstone was making gimbap rolls.

Then I turned on the reading light attached to the bed and looked around…

“Open…Editor?”

“Hehe. Dakimakura…”

When I looked to the side, I saw the editor hugging me and clinging to me.

I definitely saw him going into Yehwa’s room!

what?

And it seems to smell really good…

It’s lotion.

I think the smell is strong because I apply lotion before going to bed.

I can’t believe I can smell a woman’s lotion right next to me.

I understand why my lower body is standing up…..

No, this is not the time.

It’s not a big problem because I’m 25 and my editor is 24, but the current situation is definitely a problem!

We’re not even dating yet!

Even if you have a heart!

“It’s a dakimakura… Editor! Wake up!”

“Hehe…I love you. Author…”

“Editor! You’re not sleeping, right? Are you awake now?!”

Otherwise, there’s no way I could say such a long sentence in my sleep.

Ah…how on earth should I do this…

“What can I do… I have no choice but to go out and sleep…”

Even though it’s cold, there are blankets in the living room.

There’s a soft sofa, so it’ll be fine for a day.

With that in mind, I tried to pull the editor’s hand to free the arm that was binding me.

However, it doesn’t work out differently than I expected.

As if someone had chained me and the editor…

Could it be that Yehwa had tied us up?

“Ha…let’s just enjoy it.”

If you can’t avoid it, don’t they say enjoy it?

Anyway, the editor is hugging me and writing like a dakimakura, so I can enjoy it too.

I’ve wanted to do this for a while…

The editor is short and has a slender figure, but strangely, her breasts are a bit large.

I wanted to bury my face once.

Let’s bury what happened like this.

“Woo-eup….”

“Hehe.”

I tried it right away, but I wasn’t very impressed.

It just felt like my face was wrapped in something soft.

Should I touch it?

No, is that still sexual harassment?

After all, it seems like women in this world don’t think much about breasts.

Yehwa and Minji were like that…

“A. Let’s sleep…”

I’m not sure if I’ll be able to sleep properly like this.

Still, if you close your eyes, you will fall asleep.