episode_0046

I got out of bed before things got any more serious.

And I pulled the door open,

“Ahh!”

Daju suddenly falls forward.

It looks like he was leaning against the door and screaming.

That brief moment. He tried to hold me for balance, so I dodged to the side.

thud!

Daju collapses and cries on the floor of the shoe cabinet.

“Ah, you were surprised… … .”

“Don’t cry. I don’t want to see that.”

How far did my thoughts reach in that short amount of time?

When was the last time you laughed like a pervert and threatened me? There are even tears in Daju’s eyes.

“I’m sorry for teasing you so much *sigh* Oppa… … . Sometimes I do this, and there are times when I really can’t control it. Even though I think I’m just joking around, I suddenly become so absorbed that I cross the line. I don’t even know why I do this… … *sigh* I’m very strange.”

Daju spews out gibberish and suddenly starts crying.

It’s true that he has a mental problem. Watching this, I’m so dumbfounded that I’m at a loss for words.

“No. Why are you acting so suddenly? ”

“I don’t know either… … .”

It shouldn’t be like this.

It’s a little pitiful.

“Da-ju Yoon.”

I called out to Daju in the most solemn voice I could muster right now.

Well, all I had to do was lower my voice.

“Yes, brother.”

“No. Call me sister outside.”

“Yes, sister.”

“Did you say how long it has been since you came here?”

“I don’t really remember. I think it’s been around for a few years though. I’m not sure.”

“Okay. Not for a month or two, but for years. It would have been very difficult to stay here for that long, but it might be a bit of a headache. Still, I’m glad that the joke ended up crossing the line.”

Now that I see Daju shedding tears, I can’t help but feel weak.

“This is good enough.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“Sister… … .”

Daju comes to me in a big hug.

For a moment I thought about avoiding this, but decided to just leave it at that.

After feeling warm tears seeping into my eyes for a moment, I reached out my hand and lightly stroked Daju’s head.

“Unni… … .”

“That’s it.”

This is the end.

I pushed Daju Yoon all the way.

“I’m going to go eat now.”

“Ah. Just a little more.”

“I don’t like it.”

I coldly pushed Daju away who was clinging to me persistently and went out into the hallway.

There is a separate place where we all eat together.

It’s just called a ‘restaurant’, and people gather in a particularly large room in the middle of the hallway to grill meat or cook.

That’s the destination we’ve reached.

When I opened the front door, Choi Se-rim was right in front of me.

“Is Dabin here?”

Serim Choi greets me with a friendly voice.

“Daju also came. But why does Dabin look like that?”

For a moment, I thought, “Wow,” and flinched.

“No. I just had a dream, and my sister appeared there. So.”

“Yes.”

‘So,’ he added at the end of his sentence.

Usually, the other person moves on and says what he wants to say, but Choi Se-rim just quietly listens.

“So I was surprised.”

“Ah. Did you have a dream?”

“Yes.”

“I guess it wasn’t a good dream.”

“Yes, well.”

Strange eyes reach me.

Just looking at the atmosphere, it looks like she’s trying to say something, but Choi Se-rim doesn’t say a single word.

Instead, a faint voice intervened.

“Sister. Why are you so late?”

This is Jeong Hae-won, chopping onions in the kitchen.

Is it because I’m a high school student?

It’s only been a few hours since I passed the point of death, but I look very refreshed.

” I slept, why? You look as tired as me.”

I answered and sat down on the sofa.

“But do you know how to cook?”

“Yes. I did a lot of cooking in the runaway family.”

hmm.

If you’re a runaway family, that’s it.

A group of teenagers who have left home get together to live together, work part-time, find housing, and live together.

Theft or assault. Also, it was mentioned in a documentary that there were many problems related to prostitution.

‘I’m proud.’ I was going to say that, but I felt like I was crossing a line, so I stopped.

I felt like I was the only one resting, so I got up and looked around the kitchen.

Heo Yoon is frying chicken in front of the gas stove.

“I have nothing to do?”

“Does Dabin cook too?”

“I also lived on my own and I do everything I can.”

“But the work here is almost done, so Serim and Daju. Help me set the table together.”

“Yes!”

Daju Yoon takes a bunch of spoons and arranges them on the table.

Serim Choi is wiping the table with a dishcloth.

I also picked up a suitable bowl and moved it to the table.

The menu is chicken doritang. I’m not sure if it’s stir-fried or fried, but it’s delicious either way.

“It would have been nice if there were potatoes.”

While eating. As Jeong Hae-won mumbles, Yoon Da-ju gags slightly.

“Huh? Why are you like that?”

Even when I ask Daju, he just shakes his head.

“Ugh… … . Potato.”

“What.”

Heo Yoon answered for me.

“Daju I really hate potatoes. So I didn’t include it on purpose.”

“If you act like that just by hearing the word, isn’t it a disease?”

“Yeah, well. But what can I do if he says he doesn’t like me?”

“Stop potatoes… … .”

I don’t know what happened, but I do know that I suffered tremendously.

While the story about potatoes is going around, Daju puts down his chopsticks and feels distressed.

“Stop the potatoes… … .”

“I’m sorry, sister.”

When Jeong Hae-won apologized, Seok Hyun-min, who was listening quietly, added a word.

“I should have told you that in advance.”

Next to him, Heo Yoon slaps Seok Hyeon-min on the back.

“It’s dirty so eat it all and say it.”

“Ah! Ate it all! The sound was made because of the spit!”

Meanwhile, Da-ju Yoon looks at Jeong Hae-won and smiles awkwardly.

“Don’t say you’re sorry. It’s just because I’m weird.”

“Yes, sister. But I really didn’t know.”

“Of course you don’t know. I know it’s been a while since I’ve been here. Just don’t worry about it. Haewon is a potato. *Ugh* You can eat as many potatoes as you want! Don’t worry about me, if you still want to eat, eat. persimmon… … .”

Daju Yoon continues her conversation for a long time, and when you look at it from the side, you wonder what this is.

Every time I say potato, my tightly clenched hand twitches.

“Anyway. Got it?”

A ray of cold sweat runs down Daju’s cheek.

“Yes… … .”

Jeong Hae-won nods with a firm expression.

Da-ju Yoon crossed the line by threatening me, but she was completely different in front of Jung Hae-won.

Is it because he is a man? Or is it because he is my younger brother?

The latter is probably the correct answer.

There’s no way a girl of Daju Yoon’s stature would be that embarrassed by a man.

by the way. Through this, I found out the weakness of crazy bitch Yoon Da-ju.

In the future, if Da-ju comes to harass me, can I just shout “potato”?

Or can I make an amulet out of potatoes and wear it around my neck?

I kept thinking about arrogance in my head, but then I stopped.

Isn’t it possible for me to become a monster in order to deal with monsters?

It’s really bad to do this without even knowing what happened between Daju and Gamja.

But I’m really curious.

It’s not just that he doesn’t like food, he seems to be afraid of potatoes themselves. What on earth has to happen to get like that?

Late in the morning. My eyes opened spontaneously.

The surroundings are dark, and there is only one thing to know.

Maybe I slept on the wrong side, but my neck and back felt like they were going to break.

“Ah.”

My thighs hurt too.

I got out of bed and walked to the switch.

“Ugh. Ugh.”

My muscles tense up here and there, and a moan escapes me every time I move.

“Huh.”

Can it get to this point just because of bad posture?

It’s almost as if my whole body has been beaten.

It didn’t take long to find out the cause.

I kept my hand glued to the switch and looked at the absurd scene.

A hill rises in the middle of the room.

The surface of the bed mattress was bumpy and protruding, but only the area where I was lying was indented.

What’s this?

When I touch the bed, there is a sound of it collapsing inside.

I think there’s something inside. It’s a shame, but there’s nothing we can do. I took kitchen scissors and tore the outer surface of the mattress.

“Huh.”

I sighed without realizing it.

The inside of the mattress was full of lumpy, large potatoes.

My body hurts and I feel sleepy, but there is no way I can understand the situation unfolding before my eyes.

I walked awkwardly and opened the front door.

When I come out into the hallway, Da-ju Yoon is squatting down in the distance.

“Ugh.”

“Over there. Daju Yoon?”

“Ugh.”

“Hey! Daju Yoon!”

When I screamed loudly, only then did Daju raise his head.

“Oppa… … ?”

Then it runs towards me and pounces on me.

“Oppa, what should I do? Help me, please. There are too many potatoes, potatoes!!!”

“Daju Yoon. What do you mean?”

I grabbed Daju’s shoulders and shook them.

But Daju just buried her face in my sleeve and cried. Warm tears seeped into the inside of my clothes.

“I don’t like it anymore… … .”

“Come to your senses. Do you know what happened to other people?”

Daju just sheds tears without saying a word. I think Daju will be like this for a while.

“Hey. I’m resting here. I will check and come back.”

“No! Let’s go together please.”

“No, you… !”

“Please.”

“… … Okay.”

I dragged Daju Yoon through the hallway.

I checked all the houses, but there was no one other than me and Daju.

There were only a few potatoes rolling around in the house, and every time, Daju was startled and trembled.

“I don’t like potatoes. I’m scared of potatoes… … .”

“People probably didn’t turn into potatoes.”

First, I went back to room 704.

I pushed all the potatoes rolling around on the floor into the main room and waited until Daju calmed down.

“Ugh *sigh* Ugh.”

“Are you feeling better now?”

“Yes, brother. No. Should I call you sister?”

“When it’s just the two of us, just call him oppa. That’s not important now. Don’t you know what happened to other people?”

Daju nods her head vigorously.

“Then, what if a person turned into a potato? ”

“Ahh!”

Da-joo is tearing out his head in pain.

“Okay. Isn’t it possible that a person changed into that?”

“Yes. That’s definitely not the case. I’ve never seen anything like that.”

“Do you know why this place is like this?”

“I don’t know. But I’ve stayed in a similar place before. But this is the 7th floor. It can’t be like this, can it?”

The answer was gibberish, but I could roughly understand it.

I was lost in thought as I summarized what Daju had said.

“There was something similar.”

“7P12th floor. I was trapped there.”

“Go there too. That was a lot, then?”

“Yes.”

“Try to rest quietly. Think about me.”

I have no idea what’s going on right now, so I think I need to eat something sweet to clear my mind.

First, I brought a chair to the dining table and climbed on it. Then, I took out a cookie dough from the cupboard and put it in my mouth.

It tastes like potatoes.

Soft yet crunchy potato taste.