Ch.132The Resemblance Is Uncanny (4)

In a world where Ban Doyoung wakes up early in the morning,

Lee Jeonggyu apologizes for school violence,

and Do Hamin doesn’t come to school because of a cold.

The world of “Half of Half” after Do Hamin’s confession was truly unpredictable.

The developments that couldn’t be foreseen made my heart swell with excitement.

Miss Ban Doyoung’s chest was already magnificent to begin with.

“I thought I’d be fine since I don’t get cold easily and have a lot of body heat.”

Well, it wouldn’t have been strange if he’d caught it earlier.

After all, Do Hamin had also gone into the lake,

and he’d been skin-to-skin under the blanket with Miss Ban Doyoung, who had been suffering from a severe cold.

Perhaps thanks to his healthy body, he had endured throughout the trip,

only to be ambushed by a lurking cold once he returned home and let his guard down.

“He hit puberty late, and now he catches colds late too, that guy. If he was going to catch it, he should’ve done it earlier. Then we could’ve had a blanket-sharing event in the same room during the school trip.”

Most likely, the cold Do Hamin caught now was from a virus transmitted from Miss Ban Doyoung.

Perhaps it was only natural that the virus marinated in Miss Ban Doyoung would eventually attack the sleeping Do Hamin.

“Darn it! Can’t be helped! Hey, Lee Jeonggyu! I normally wouldn’t do this, but this time I’ll specially deliver your apology to that Do Hamin guy!”

How long has it been since I decided to turn that Do Hamin kid into a real man that even Miss Ban Doyoung would fall for?

To show such weakness, collapsing from a mere cold in front of Miss Ban Doyoung.

He truly requires a lot of attention.

“Doyoung, what are you planning to do?”

“I’m going to visit him. At Do Hamin’s house.”

A protagonist visiting the heroine’s home.

This event, which would be incredibly romantic in other creative works, no longer held any special meaning in “Half of Half.”

Partly because Miss Ban Doyoung’s house was so close to the school,

and partly because visiting the dojo had become a daily routine for Do Hamin due to kendo lessons.

“Teacher Miso! Please tell me Do Hamin’s address! I want to visit him after school!”

“Are you sure? You just recovered from a cold yourself, Doyoung.”

“That’s exactly why I should go now! This is precisely when my immunity cooldown is active!”

“I-I don’t quite understand what you mean, but if you want to visit him, I’ll tell you. Come to the faculty office after homeroom.”

“Yippee!”

But what if, conversely, the heroine visits the protagonist’s home?

The! Her! O! Ine!

If this weren’t an all-ages webtoon,

it would be a big event where things could progress that very day without seeming strange at all.

“Who says ‘yippee’ when going to visit a sick person?”

“More importantly, what kind of situation is it when the person who gave someone a cold goes to visit them?”

“Thank you for being sick instead of me. Something like that…?”

“Ah, right. You guys shouldn’t come with me. It would be terrible if Do Hamin caught a cold from you. Since my cooldown is still active, I’m the safest, so I’ll take the bullet and go alone!”

“No matter how I look at it, you’re the most dangerous one, Ban Doyoung.”

“No, perhaps the one in the most danger is Hamin who has to receive Doyoung’s visit…”

And so, after classes ended,

I got Do Hamin’s address from Teacher Miso and headed to his house.

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“Hey, hey. Did you see earlier? That super pretty girl who got on in the front section.”

“Yeah, I saw. She was prettier than most models or idols. Is she filming something?”

“What do you think, should I try talking to her?”

“Don’t be reckless. You think a girl that pretty doesn’t have a boyfriend? Girls usually like guys who are a head taller than them. If someone has a girlfriend like that, he could probably take us out with one punch.”

“Gentlemen! I’m underage! The FBI will come to your house if you hit on me, so don’t touch!”

“Whew, that was close.”

“See? Good thing we didn’t talk to her.”

The journey to Do Hamin’s house was long and arduous.

How long, you ask?

I was already repeating the above conversation repertoire for the third time.

Once each time I reached a station where all the passengers changed,

and only after repeating it three times did I finally arrive at the station in Do Hamin’s neighborhood.

“Phew, it’s really far…”

That Do Hamin.

So he traveled this distance every day to and from school.

Being the first to arrive at school,

and returning home after studying until the latest hour.

All while taking kendo lessons from Miss Ban Doyoung in between.

“And then the school trip was the final touch that made everything explode.”

He managed to endure until now without complaining once.

That’s impressive, Miss Ban Doyoung’s boyfriend.

“I did bring a snack set from home as a get-well gift, but…”

According to Teacher Miso,

Do Hamin’s current condition was almost identical to when I was bedridden during the school trip.

Headache and dizziness,

fever and chills,

and the prickling sensation all over the skin—

typical symptoms of a cold with body aches.

If his condition was severe enough to miss school and stay in bed,

he probably hadn’t eaten a proper meal all day.

“Just giving him snacks seems… lacking in sincerity.”

If possible, I wanted to provide a proper meal rather than just snacks for the patient.

There’s nothing more pitiful than eating snacks alone when you’re sick.

“Oh, nice. Fortunately, there’s a supermarket near Do Hamin’s house.”

While walking with the address Teacher Miso gave me displayed on my phone map,

I spotted a large discount supermarket not far from Do Hamin’s house.

[88m↑ to Sungseong Mart]

Judging by the name, it wasn’t a discount mart operated by a major corporation,

but rather the neighborhood’s own brand of mart.

Not Sukseong or Sunsu, but Sungseong Mart.

A curious name that seemed to evoke both the fresh scent of young vegetables and the aroma of ripened fruits.

“Let me do some quick shopping here. I want to avoid the hassle of going to his house first and then having to come back out if there aren’t enough ingredients.”

So before visiting Do Hamin’s house,

I changed my course to the mart near his home.

“Let’s see… I think Mrs. Chuck gave me a recipe for egg porridge that’s good for sick patients… What were the ingredients again?”

I pushed a 100-won coin that had been rolling around in my wallet into a cart and entered the mart.

I didn’t plan to buy enough items to need a cart, but I absolutely hated wandering around the mart with both hands full of items.

I also didn’t want dirt or smells from vegetables to get on this mango-scented bracelet that Do Hamin had given me.

“Ah, there it is. The egg section.”

The first ingredient I looked for was, of course, eggs.

It’s called egg porridge, so eggs must be an essential ingredient.

It’s not like fish-shaped bread that doesn’t contain actual fish.

“Let’s see, how different are egg prices here compared to my neighborhood… Huh?”

While I was surprised by the egg prices being 200 won more expensive than in Ban Doyoung’s neighborhood,

my gaze suddenly shifted from the unscrupulous egg price tag to a woman passing through the livestock section.

Was it because of a man’s instinct to naturally turn his head when seeing a pretty woman?

No, that wasn’t it. My gaze wasn’t directed at her face to begin with.

What caught my eye before her face was

her strangely familiar outfit.

“Pink cardigan with a white dress…”

A woman wearing the exact same outfit as Do Hamin when he was officially appointed as the immortal goddess after the school trip passed by me.

“No way… It can’t be!”

Startled, I placed the eggs in my cart and hurriedly followed the woman.

All I had confirmed was that she was wearing the same outfit as Do Hamin who had won the Miss Immortal contest.

I hadn’t yet seen her face.

-Screech

With the wheels making a dragging sound as I sharply turned the corner,

I went around a block to get ahead of the woman and confirmed her face from the front.

“No way… The person who’s supposed to be sick in bed… No, he…”

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“Why are you dressed as a woman and shopping at the supermarket in front of your house…!”

I wanted to think it was just a coincidence,

but even at a glance, the color, design, and even the size were all identical to the clothes Do Hamin had worn during the school trip.

That made-up face was exactly the Dohami-chan I had seen during the trip.

“Hey, hey, what do you think you’re doing!”

“Y-Yes…? Are you talking to me? Eek!”

I took the cross-dressed Do Hamin to a secluded corner of the mart.

If this were a typical heroine who discovered the protagonist’s outrageous secret, she would usually run away or keep it as her own secret,

But having resolved just days ago to turn Do Hamin into a real man that even the real Ban Doyoung would fall for, I couldn’t accept this development and followed my sense of betrayal straight to Do Hamin.

“Even though I said your cross-dressed appearance was completely my type, this is too much! How could you go shopping dressed like this in front of your neighborhood…! How long has it been since I decided to make you a real man!”

“W-What are you suddenly talking about…”

“Did you open your eyes to a new world after that? Did you think your Dohami-chan appearance was too pretty even for yourself? I admit it, but still, Miss Ban Doyoung is prettier! How can you walk around like this after confessing to such a pretty girl!”

“Y-You look like a student, but who are you to know my name…”

“You’re going to pretend you don’t know me till the end? Why are you even more committed than during the school trip? And where did these breasts come from…! They’re just the size my eldest brother would like!”

-Grab

Without hesitation, my overwhelming sense of betrayal made me reach out with both arms toward Do Hamin’s fake chest.

“Hnng…!”

“…Huh?”

What’s this? Why isn’t it coming off?