episode_0009

What could Mom have talked about with the neighboring mister?

Maybe they just simply said hello or something.

A few minutes later, perhaps the conversation with the neighboring mister was over,

Mom came into the house.

She was humming a tune the whole time she was coming in.

She seemed to be in a good mood somehow.

Conversely, I felt strangely uneasy.

“What the…”

I went back to my room and sat on the computer chair.

Lately, I’ve been distracted because of the sentence,

losing interest even in games I liked so much,

and I just spent time browsing the sentence bulletin board.

“Should I write a useless post or something…?”

Of all things, it’s uncomfortable that the neighboring older sister knows my sentence bulletin board nickname.

Should I say it felt like my bare face was completely revealed?

I want to write a useless post…

Ding dong.

The doorbell rang.

Is it the neighboring older sister?

First, I went out and opened the door.

“Hmm?”

A height that easily surpassed 180cm, a huge build.

Conversely, an appearance with a quite handsome impression.

It was the neighboring mister whom I had briefly encountered when we moved in.

“Hello? Your mother is home, right?”

The mister looked down at me for just a moment

and said, looking around inside the house this way and that.

For some reason… a protective instinct as a man?

Or perhaps an instinct to be wary of an unfamiliar entity that has invaded one’s territory

was triggered without me knowing.

He even talked with Mom just a little while ago.

What on earth is the reason for him to see Mom again?

“Why our mom?”

The mister looked at me for a moment at my question.

It felt like a condescending gaze.

I, too, sent him a gaze full of wariness in return.

“There’s something we adults need to talk about. Could you please call your mother?”

…Something adults need to talk about?

That feels quite unpleasant.

I’m twenty too, clearly an adult.

At that moment, the words of the neighboring older sister came to mind.

I don’t think you’ve become an adult yet.

…It’s not that you’re not an adult just because you don’t have sexual experience.

Suddenly, the ‘difference’ between the mister and me came into view.

I am of average height, about 173cm, or a little short of that.

Conversely, the mister was the type overflowing with masculinity.

There was a strong feeling of something contrasting.

For some reason, I didn’t like this guy talking with Mom.

“Mom went out…”

“Mr., what’s the matter?”

Mr.?

Do, oh, oh, Mr.?

Did they even exchange names already?

This… feels very unpleasant somehow?

“It’s also lunchtime, and I feel sorry about something, so I wanted to treat you to a meal.”

This bastard?

“Mister.”

“Just a moment.”

The mister reached out his hand to me and blocked my words.

On his thick palm, full of masculinity, it was as if

‘You’re insignificant, so shut up.’

was written.

“A meal?”

“Yes. There’s a good restaurant. Let’s go together.”

Somehow… I felt like a ‘wall’ between the two of them.

Neither Mom nor I had eaten yet,

so I was sure Mom would choose to eat with me.

“Son, you can eat by yourself, right?”

“…Huh?”

Mom abandoned me?

“There are sausages you like in the refrigerator, so eat those.”

The mister looked at me and smiled.

“Did he say son? That’s nice, having sausages.”

A tone as if dealing with a child.

“I don’t like sausages, Mom.”

Feeling unpleasant, I said I didn’t like the sausages I actually liked.

Mom answered with a slightly surprised expression.

“…Since when?”

At that moment, the mister smiled towards Mom and said.

“When they’re young, they often fuss about side dishes. My daughter is like that too. Haha.”

Now, this guy, whom it’s awkward to call ‘mister’, properly got on my nerves.

“Or do you want to wait a little? Mom will come back and take care of you.”

Don’t just go, Mom.

I wanted to say, but

if I did, that telephone pole bastard looking down at me

would treat me even more like a child.

“No, it’s okay. Go ahead.”

“Okay, thank you.”

“Thank you. Friend.”

Friend my ass.

Just before the front door closed, I heard the sound of Mom and that guy laughing.

Thump.

“Ha…”

I accessed the sentence bulletin board.

[Just now, I barely stopped myself from beating the hell out of some bastard. Shit lol]

Author: Kim Sentence

He was a bastard who looked about 188cm tall

I was gonna beat the hell out of him but felt sorry for him so I let him go lol He’s truly a lucky bastard lol

ㅇㅇ: Where did you get beaten and come from?

ㄴ Kim Sentence: Actually, I hit him once and my fist swelled up lol Shit he cried

123.740: Hey, don’t cry and talk.

ㄴ Kim Sentence: Don’t make me laugh lol That bastard was the one who cried

“These crazy bastards really don’t believe it.”

Of course, my post was also a lie, but

I needed some way to vent my frustration.

“Ah, should I break something?”

Computer, keyboard, mouse.

Nothing is not precious.

Given my family’s circumstances, if I, who doesn’t even work part-time, were to break those,

I really wouldn’t be able to do anything.

“Ha… I should do a part-time job or something.”

Thinking about it now, the difference between that mister and me was ‘competitiveness’.

What makes an adult an adult is ultimately ‘competitiveness’.

I am unemployed, don’t do part-time jobs,

and I didn’t even go to college…

I’m a kangaroo tribe.

The neighboring older sister said I was a mama’s boy,

Shit, thinking about it now, it wasn’t wrong.

Now that the sentence support fund has come out, things are a little better, but

as the man of the house, and in a way, the head of the household,

I felt the need to take responsibility for Mom and build competitiveness.

[Part-time job recommendations please]

Author: Kim Sentence

Please recommend a part-time job that earns a lot of money.

ㅇㅇ: [Urgent] Seeking remote part-timer / 2 hours a day / 500 a month possible / Beginners welcome / Contact: workEZ

“2 hours a day and 500 a month…?”

It’s even remote.

It was tempting, but I’m not stupid either,

so the thought that this was a false advertisement immediately came to mind.

Ding—dong.

The doorbell rang.

For a moment, I was happy.

Did Mom worry about me and finally come back home?

When I opened the door, the expected Mom wasn’t there, but the neighboring older sister was standing there.

“What, again.”

“I came to see the idiot looking for a part-time job on the sentence bulletin board.”

“That’s not my ID, I told you.”

“What are you saying, I know everything.”

“How on earth did you find out?”

“It’s a secret.”

“…If you came to tease me, stop it and go.”

Just as I was about to close the door, the neighboring older sister put her foot in the door crack.

“Hey, let’s eat.”

“What are you talking about eating. I ate.”

Actually, I hadn’t eaten, but if I ate with her, I felt like something would somehow be found out.

“Don’t lie. Dad sent money for you and me to order something.”

“No.”

The neighboring older sister looked at me for a moment with an expression trying to hold back laughter.

“Let me see your fist.”

“Why suddenly?”

“You punched our dad, they said. Let me see it.”

“Who said that. I never did that.”

“Well, they were making such a fuss on the bulletin board.”

“Ah, I told you it’s not true.”

The neighboring older sister opened the door and came inside.

“Please take good care of me~”

“Why are you coming in as you please!”

“Hey, you order anything. Pay upon meeting.”

Honestly, I was craving pizza, so I ordered pizza.

“Hey, can I smoke?”

“Absolutely not.”

“Why?”

“Mom said… no, how can you smoke in the house with you?”

“Mom again, that guy. Hey, Mom told you not to play with me, didn’t she?”

“What are you saying. Never did.”

The pizza arrived, and I continued the conversation with the neighboring older sister in the living room while eating pizza.

“Hey, so you still haven’t had sex?”

“How can I do that, logically.”

The older sister changed her posture and said.

“Does this world seem logical to you?”

Honestly, I didn’t hear the older sister’s words.

That unbelievable thing visible between the dolphin shorts.

Clearly, I saw a glimpse, that thing that revealed its presence.

Why on earth isn’t she wearing panties…?

“Pfft.”

I don’t know what kind of laugh it was, but she laughed looking at me.

And she kept shaking her leg. As if to show it off.

In the end, I went to Mom’s room, brought a blanket, and covered the older sister’s legs.

“It’s hot.”

“It seems like you need to be a little hot.”

“Tch.”

Clearly, the older sister’s reaction seemed to be deliberately provoking me.

Anyway, she’s a crazy bitch.

“I got a good idea!”

“What is it?”

The older sister said with a mischievous smile.

“Dipping it in once and taking it out.”

“D-dipping it in?”

She made an O-ring with her fingers, then slowly pushed her index finger through the hole.

It looked like it was suggesting a sexual act.

“Just close your eyes tightly and try putting it in once and taking it out.”

“W-would that work?”

“The sentence content is telling you to have sexual relations with Mom, right?”

“Yes.”

“If you put your finger in your nostril, you picked your nose, right?”

“Right?”

“If you put it in there, well, you did it.”

“…Are that and that the same?”

“Well, something done is something done, right?”

The neighboring older sister is eating pizza while looking at me with a serious expression.

It seemed like she was serious about what she was saying.

“Ha… Why on earth did the sky give me such a trial?”

“Well, maybe it’s because of the demographic cliff?”

“If that’s the case, why give a trial like incest… that doesn’t make sense.”

The neighboring older sister, who had been eating the pizza for a while, changed her expression as if she finally remembered something.

“Sexual relations are a good thing, right?”

“…Is that so?”

“Bullshit, don’t pretend not to know when you do.”

“Okay, let’s say it’s a good thing.”

“If they just give the sentence to do it, that’s not a punishment, is it?”

“Right?”

“So they also gave a punishment. A trial that makes you do an unwanted sexual act.”

Listening to it, there was logic to it.

The neighboring older sister continued speaking.

“If you focus on the unwanted act, couldn’t just putting it in and taking it out be enough of a possibility?”

“Putting it in, taking it out…”

The neighboring older sister moved the blanket aside, slightly spread her legs, and said.

“Try a rehearsal.”

Something pinkish shimmered between the neighboring older sister’s dolphin shorts.

“Try dipping it in once and taking it out.”

The neighboring older sister’s mischievous eyes, at some point, changed to a seductive light.

I felt strangely overwhelmed by that gaze.

It felt seductive, as if the air itself had changed.

She grabbed the part of the dolphin shorts where the legs go in with her hand,

and slowly pulled it aside little by little. “`