episode_0095

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My house is small.

The first house in my memory was 30 pyeong. I remember it was probably when I was in elementary school.

Refrigerator, dining table, TV, piano.

I think my father wanted me to become a pianist.

They even gave me piano lessons, which was rare at the time.

The second house was 22 pyeong. I think it was when I was in middle school.

Refrigerator, dining table, TV.

The family grew from three to two.

My father rarely came home, and I ate at home alone.

It was really difficult to do housework alone.

The third house was 15 pyeong. I think it was when I was in high school.

Refrigerator, TV.

We ate rice by spreading out the table.

I ended up throwing away a lot of my favorite clothes because I had no idea where to put them at home.

The time I spent with my father became less and less frequent, and I managed the gym to fill his void.

The fourth house is 12 pyeong. It was around the time I had just become an adult.

refrigerator.

My father became more difficult to watch, and I continued to manage the gym.

Exercise was fun. When I’m exercising, I don’t even think about bad things.

Currently, 10 pyeong. This is the house I moved to after sending my father away.

Mini refrigerator and blanket.

A house with a musty smell and bugs crawling around.

Of the 24 hours a day, this is the most difficult space for me to be in.

When I stay here, it feels like the mold spreading on the floor is eating away at my spirit.

It seems like the cockroaches lurking under the shelves and under the sink are waiting to bite me.

This is a prison.

I really hate going back home.

What did CEO Inho think when he saw this house?

Did he think that the world he lived in was a different world from that of the lower class?

Won’t you lose affection for me because I’m a dirty bitch who can’t live well?

My arm itches. It feels like bugs are crawling all over my body.

– Buck Buck

I feel better when I raise my short fingernails and scratch my arms.

After taking me home, the boss suddenly left.

From what you’ve said, it sounds like he’s going to do something to that woman named Hana… I hope we never meet in person.

What if that fire fox-like bitch seduces my boss?

My throat itches.

– Buck Buck

I don’t know how many hours have passed since my boss took me home.

1 hours? 2 hours? Or a day?

I think I briefly heard the sound of morning sparrows chirping.

But I can’t sleep in this house.

If I sleep in this house, I feel like I will suffocate and die.

I feel like something hiding somewhere in the house will come out and strangle me.

So I can’t sleep.

I turn to the front door, cross my legs, and hold on.

Even if I feel sleepy, I endure it.

It looks like CEO Inho will be busy today, so you shouldn’t contact him first.

The moment I contact her, she will leave me, calling me an annoying woman.

So, like a good child, you have to be patient and wait.

Until the boss opens that door and calls my name.

“Ah….”

thirsty.

How long has it been since you last drank water? I can feel my dry lips cracking.

“Water…”

I quickly get up, take out some water, and drink it.

“Uh…?”

I look out the window and see that it is night.

It definitely seemed like it was morning. It’s dark.

I turn on my cell phone.

A day has passed.

I don’t remember what I did, whether my memory was deleted or something.

Are you saying I’ve been sitting there for a day?

It feels like I was hit on the head with something blunt.

Feeling dizzy, I sit back down on the floor and tap on my phone.

I turn on Oceania TV as if possessed by something.

The boss told me not to broadcast for a while. He said that people who like to play naughty pranks targeted me.

“I have to broadcast…”

This is a broadcast that the president paid close attention to. If things end up like this, I’m so sorry to the boss.

“Uh…?”

BJ Hana can be seen on a popular channel.

Could it be that the boss is on that broadcast?

I connect with an anxious mind.

A donut-shaped ring spun around, bringing up the screen.

[Everyone, please don’t be attracted to aggression.]

The woman was mediating the situation in a calm voice, but there was a slight tremor in her voice.

I wondered what was going on, so I looked at the chat window and saw that the conversation was flowing in a similar way to what I had experienced.

>>Young man looking for Hakko: Please explain.

>>Jisin72: Is the community content real? See the post and explain

>>1010343221: (trembling emoticon)

>>Shooshushshush: LOL I caught one as gay.

>>Leika He God: Hahahahahaha

>>Vurgin: You got caught? Can’t you say anything?

>>Taking: Me

>>Tteokbokki Spinach Man: Rock

>>Bean Sprout Flavored Choguk: Me

>> 66 – BB: Me

>>Lycos: Abyss

>>The day after tomorrow_236: Go away

Like zombie monsters in movies, angry people were bursting into chat rooms.

As the chat window went up at a speed that was hard to read with the naked eye, the woman on the screen was confused and didn’t know what to do.

In the typhoon of chatting, a link posted by someone catches my eye.

When I clicked on the link, a community post appeared, with audio attached.

“‘Recently, criticism of me and attacks on innocent people were made due to comments made by a specific person.’”

That was the first sentence of the post.

‘Therefore, to prevent unfair victims from becoming victims, I am uploading the call details.’

And the audio attached below.

When you press the play button, a conversation begins with a modulated voice.

A voice clinging desperately to a man.

A voice asking a man for money.

A threatening voice mentioning what the man has done so far.

They don’t say who it is, but… I think I know whose voice this is.

In an uncontrolled broadcasting environment, the woman ended the broadcast with a stiff expression on her face.

Even after it ended, the excitement in the chat window would not cool down.

The refreshed community page is also full of stories about one broadcast.

In just one day, all stories about me disappeared.

-Kakao Talk!

A message has arrived.

It’s the boss.

>>Inho: Mr. Garam, I think we put out the urgent fire first. Take a break for a few days. Let’s talk about the center remodeling tomorrow. I’ll go to the front of the house.

It’s like magic.

The boss waves his hand and all problems are solved.

Problems that cannot be solved no matter how much I struggle and scream are solved as soon as CEO Inho touches them.

It is an obvious fact.

Comparing the boss with trash like me who can’t do anything is wrong in the first place.

What if a boss like that leaves me?

When I think about my boss leaving, I feel out of breath and my throat itches.

– Buck, buck, buck.

The boss is the reason I can continue to run the center.

Boss, I can pay off my debt little by little while earning money.

The boss is also the one who gets rid of people who bother me.

What I eat,

Even when I drink water,

Even when I breathe,

What I live for,

All thanks to the boss.

Without my boss, I’m just a piece of flesh who can’t do anything.

If my boss leaves me, I am a worthless being who cannot survive.

You can’t do it without a boss.

The boss needs to be by my side.

It has to be that way.

That way I can live.

Please don’t leave me. I will do my best.

I will listen carefully and do everything you tell me to do.

So don’t leave.

Praise me, pet me, and protect me.

I can’t live without you.

Please be my dad.

president…

no.

dad.