episode_0073

#13

The contract was concluded in a flash.

I carefully looked over the contents just in case, but there were no toxic clauses or anything like that, and it was only content that was advantageous to our side.

There was also a provision that if sales increased beyond a certain level, a bonus would be paid as an advertising model, but to be honest, I didn’t expect that much.

Even though Suho and I have the looks to be school uniform models, we didn’t expect sales to increase dramatically after seeing the uniforms advertised by ordinary people whose faces we didn’t even know.

Of course, there were provisions that said we had to maintain our dignity as school uniform models and not cause any social controversy, but since Suho and I were quite distant from that type of work, it wasn’t really a burden.

Anyway, after finishing the contract like that, we left the Master Uniform headquarters building with good steps after setting the schedule for the shooting date.

“The filming is in a week, sis.”

“Yeah. You have to take good care of yourself during this time. Suho? You can’t suddenly become ugly, right?”

“Phew. Yes. I will.”

For the remaining week, I met with Clara to conduct research together related to Soojin’s treatment.

Clara had inherited and was using her mother Dorothy’s workshop, and when I arrived at her workshop, I felt a completely different atmosphere than when I had visited with Clara in the past.

Dorothy’s mansion, which had felt so empty and desolate, was filled with life thanks to the presence of Clara.

Could it be because I had notified you of my visit in advance?

As soon as I rang the doorbell, the door opened with a bright voice, and Clara, her pink hair fluttering, hugged me.

What’s this sudden turn of events? It’s hard to get used to the Yang-nim style of greeting.

“Sister. Are you here!?”

“Yeah, yeah. But. Can you let me go? I’m suffocating… .”

“Oh, sorry.”

Clara smiled awkwardly and pushed me out of her arms.

I wiggled my eyebrows at the fragrant scent I felt from inside and asked.

“What? Were you cooking rice?”

“Oh, yes. I was making a simple soup. Would you like some?”

“Okay. I haven’t eaten.”

“Yes. Hehe, it will be delicious.”

While Clara brought out the food, I sat at the table and looked around her house.

The overall interior hasn’t changed, and I haven’t thrown away or brought in anything major, but why does it feel so different?

“I put in a lot of vegetables, beef, and other healthy things.”

“What is expected.”

“Sister, do you eat a lot?”

“Yeah. Eat a lot. You need to grow tall.”

“Aha… .”

Clara placed two bowls of soup on a tray and brought them to the table.

The bright yellow soup was similar to the soup we are familiar with.

It was very appetizing, without any shortcomings, such as smell or appearance.

“I’ll eat well.”

I scooped up a big spoonful with the provided spoon and put it in my mouth. Kwaaah, it’s hot!!

Are you planning to assassinate me, Clara?

“Hot! Hot!”

“Eww. Are you okay? Hey, take your time!”

I almost did the ugly thing of spitting out what I was eating, but I barely managed to control myself and swallow it.

It was so hot that I couldn’t even taste it properly.

“… I have to blow on it.”

“Ahahaha… . Sorry. I should have told you in advance.”

“No. I was just being reckless.”

How was the taste review?

… It was delicious. He looks like he can’t cook, but he’s surprisingly good at it.

Anyway, after a quick meal, Clara and I went down to the workshop together.

Her mansion looked and felt quite different from what I remembered, but her workshop didn’t feel all that different.

Oh, except that the crystal casket Dorothy was locked in was empty.

“To conclude, all research on pancreatic cancer has been completed.”

“Really!?”

The first thing Clara delved into in her quest to collect Dorothy’s legacy was the cancer lineage.

It was for the sole reason that he wanted to help me, his benefactor.

And she revealed to me that she had successfully inherited her mother’s legacy.

“Yes. I’m currently making a cure. However… .”

“Just?”

“There are a lot of ingredients I don’t know, that’s the problem.”

“What is it? I’ll solve it. Because it’s my problem too.”

“Um… .”

Clara smiled awkwardly and told me what materials she would use.

“… Huh?”

The thorns of a dinosaur cactus, the horns of a unicorn elk, the wings of a seahorse bat?

What is he talking about now? Is he kidding me?

“There’s something like that?”

“Oh, don’t you know either, Sister?”

It doesn’t seem like he’s lying… but it must be real.

Eugene. You… Why didn’t you tell me these things? Anyway, I told you that you are a useless teacher at really important moments.

There’s nothing I can do. I have no choice but to ask Ina at the pawn shop.

Or just ask that damn elder vampire, Ryu Se-hwa.

“No. I’ll save you somehow.”

“Yes!”

“Ah. And there’s something I’m curious about… .”

“Yes? Go ahead, Sister.”

“Is this really, really important?”

“… ! Yes. I will listen seriously.”

“By any chance… among your mother’s magic… .”

Gulp.

Clara swallowed as she listened to my serious words.

I caught her arched eyebrows for a moment and then asked.

Maybe he was a little embarrassed and avoided eye contact.

“Wasn’t there a magic trick that made you grow taller and bigger chest?”

“… … Yes?”

Answer me, Clara. This is very important to me.

Don’t pretend you didn’t hear.

Don’t even make a face like you’re breaking up!

“Ji, are you serious?”

“Does this sound like a joke to you?”

Because of my short stature, I can’t ride a gyro drop and people often misunderstand me as an elementary school student. Do you think that’s a joke? Huh?

Because of the fact that I have a washboard body with no breasts, how can I meet a man who likes the body of an elementary school student and get married, but I can’t even dream of breastfeeding and end up giving him formula milk?

huh?

Can you understand how I feel, Clara?

I glared at Clara with burning eyes.

The guy averted his gaze from the hot heat and took a step back.

“Why are you hurting me? Am I weird?”

“Ahahaha. It’s, it’s not weird. It’s, it’s just hot… .”

“It’s hot? That’s weird. I’m chilly? If it’s hot, shouldn’t we be closer?”

“Ah! Hey, now that I look at it, it seems hot… .”

Clara.

Are you really not going to grant my wish?

This sister’s wish?

Are you telling me to continue living as a little girl with a lot of pride and a pretty face?

“Clara… . I want to be glamorous… . Really… .”

I stood still and tried to persuade Clara with all my heart and sincerity.

The guy gradually responded to my unchanging sincerity.

“Sister… .”

“Yeah. Clara.”

“If that were possible, I would have changed my body first.”

Clara pointed to herself with a sad expression.

Taller than me, but still below the average height for an adult woman (especially since her facial features are Western), and a volume that is far from glamorous.

I see.

Clara, you were the one who desperately needed that magic.

I closed my eyes.

After that, the two poor witches, who were in a similar situation, held each other and endured their sorrow together.

“Sister. Huh.”

“Clara. Sob.”

The world is truly unfair.

Someone has a bad personality, and does strange things, but is glamorous.

Some women are kind, gentle, and hardworking, and they try hard to be good women, but they are just plain stupid… .

It’s dirty!!

#14

The week went by quickly.

As we were short on materials for making the cure right away, there was not much progress in the research, and Clara and I verified its effectiveness by logically and magically digging into the structure of the recipe.

I think it would be good to understand it as a way to check for flaws or contradictions through theoretical experiments before conducting actual experiments.

At first, I expected that I, as an orthodox witch, would be the one teaching her, but surprisingly, there was a lot for me to learn.

Although Clara was a novice witch, she meticulously and steadily studied the magic of healing while carrying on Dorothy’s legacy in her own way, and in areas outside her area of expertise, she was definitely lacking in areas like her.

I taught her about the witches’ research and verification methods, and she spent time teaching me the principles and concepts of healing in such a way that I could understand them more broadly.

So, the day of the school uniform model photoshoot with Suho arrived.

Clara looked like she was sad to break up with me, but there was nothing she could do. I was busy.

“See you next time.”

“Yes, Sister. Come visit anytime you’re bored!”

“Okay, I will.”

Perhaps because it was a model job run properly by a company, it felt quite different from a typical studio photo studio.

It didn’t feel neater or anything, but it felt new because there was equipment that you would only see at a broadcasting station.

Do you really feel like you’ve become a celebrity?

In fact, there was a director of photography, and there were also staff operating the equipment, and they were positioned around the brightly lit, white filming location.

The staff member who guided us here chatted with the director about this and that, then gave us a small smile and a small nod.

I think they probably had a polite conversation about asking for a favor to take the picture.

After that, the staff left, and the director came closer to us and gave Suho and me a warm greeting.

“I’m here. Nice to meet you. My name is Kim Sang-hoon, the photo director. But it’s surprising. I’ve met a lot of celebrities, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone as splendid as Suho and Haneul.”

“Ahaha. Hello. My name is Jinhaneul.”

“Hello. This is Yeonsuho.”

“Yes. Nice to meet you. Seeing you two today, I have a feeling that we’re going to have a great shoot?”

“Ahaha. Is that so? Please take care of me, Director.”

“Please take good care of me.”

And so the full-scale filming began.