episode_0013

When I woke up in the morning, the old man had already taken Gaebaeksu to the hospital, so only Hyeji and I were left at the shelter.

Even though it looks funny, is this medicine? This is the first time I’ve woken up this late.

I looked at the painkillers I had received from the Blue Field apartment. Thinking about it, I didn’t think I had taken any medicine since my body had become like this.

My body, which couldn’t eat as much as it wanted, seemed to have no tolerance for medicine either.

Well, that’s good. If you get bitten by a zombie and need to cut off a limb later, the anesthetic will work well.

I made up my mind like that. I couldn’t hold out any longer without eating because I was feeling a strange pain along with a tingling sensation in my arm.

As with most medicines, a bitter taste filled my mouth as soon as I put it in, and I frowned. The effect seemed to kick in right away, and along with the bitter taste, the pain I had been feeling in my forearm also subsided.

“It’s annoying. What the hell is this? If only that idiot had told me on time…”

As I was chewing out the old man who just spouted out nonsense and disappeared without anyone noticing, I ended up remembering what I had heard last night.

Even a worthless medicine is burdensome if taken on an empty stomach…is that so?

It seemed like it wasn’t a wrong statement, seeing as I woke up late in the morning and felt a stronger bitterness than yesterday.

‘You must eat rice without skipping a beat.’

“Ah, just eat it because you want to eat it. I was just about to eat it. Stop nagging me.”

I ended up speaking loudly without realizing it as the old man’s nagging echoed in my head again.

“Uh…Hmm? Little brother, what did you just say?”

As expected, Hyeji, who had been sleeping on the sofa, drooling, woke up.

“Don’t call me sister. I’ll tell you clearly, I’m not your sister, and we’re not close enough to call each other sister or brother.”

“Uh…yeah. Got it?”

“After…”

I have heard that answer for now, but I don’t think it will last long. My pace is not only careless, but also lacks tact, so there’s no way I’d listen to my warning.

Hyeji and Ajeossi were different in gender and personality. They were similar in that they did not even listen to what others said.

I put a pot of lamb on the electric stove. I was going to eat ramen.

Maybe if the old man had seen me, he would have said something, but it wasn’t something I cared about. It was because of him that I got hurt like this, and it was he who told me to pack some food and eat.

Even though I was offering such a precious snack, the old man had a duty to keep quiet.

‘If it’s X, then it’s dried noodles.’

I stared blankly down at the bright red packaging. It had instructions to boil the noodles and soup together, but I didn’t pay any attention.

If you make it by following instructions like that, you’ll end up missing out on a lot of things. I just waited quietly until the soup and seasoning were just right, adding them to the boiling water.

“What? What, what! Ramen? Ramen?”

Hyeji, who had been rolling around on the sofa with a slightly sullen expression on her face at my words, smelled something and came running into the kitchen in a fit of a fit.

“Aren’t there many in the Blue Field apartments too?”

It’s not Hyeji, it’s Pig’s Pig. What kind of food can make you so crazy?

I blurted out that I was making a fuss over something trivial, but the pig’s reaction was unusual.

“ I threw away all the ramen! They said that the noodles were boiled and couldn’t be stored for that long? The soup was fine, but the noodles were all rancid and couldn’t be eaten… ”

As I was glaring at the pig that had been speaking informally to me without me realizing it, the pig that had been opening its mouth excitedly seemed to have sensed something. I decided to let it go since it had already been given the gong, even if it was late.

“Long live the tasteless noodles.”

“I don’t mind dried noodles! It’s better than ramen noodles… ”

Oh my, all pigs are like that. There must be something they don’t like…

If you think about it, it’s natural that a person with a diet that even eats canned beans would not have a preference for boiled noodles or dried noodles.

Hyeji came right up to me while I was boiling ramen, and started talking excitedly, pushing her chest out. She said the smell was good, and the noodles looked delicious.

“Go and sit down. I’m going crazy. If you keep nagging me, I’ll throw everything away.”

“Ah…ah! Okay! I’ll wait quietly. Just one bite, please…”

Looking at him like that, it seemed like he didn’t even know why the old man had brought him here.

I felt sorry for someone who would adopt a livestock that I didn’t know was a pig or a guinea pig, thinking that they would get food from a sick person.

But don’t let them go. If something like that comes out in a marriage market, it’s a total landmine.

Even if you’re an otaku who likes to collect figures, Hyeji would probably decline.

The figure is just sitting there on the shelf, but that pig will not only eat but also produce a lot of dishes. The saying, “a bright apricot” is just for Hye-ji.

He left his sore arm still and placed the finished ramen on the table with one arm.

Hyeji’s head was full of thoughts about eating, so she just took care of her own bowl and spoon.

“Hey, mine.”

“Huh…? Ah!”

I sat crookedly on the chair, showing my discomfort, and Hyeji belatedly hurriedly brought me my dishes.

“Should I leave…?”

“Should I leave?”

“No! I’ll leave!”

The ramen Hyeji gave me filled about half of the bowl in front of me.

I had to eat rice with it anyway, so I boiled two servings, including Hyeji’s, but why is it that the amount that came to me was barely enough to fill half a serving?

Looking blankly at Hyeji’s bowl, the noodles were so full that a few strands were sticking out.

“Ha… Eat a lot, you pig…”

I couldn’t hold back my sigh, so I just let it out.

“Um? Yeah! I’ll eat it deliciously! Enjoy the shortbread too!”

It seemed like he didn’t even hear me properly because he was busy eating and whether I called him a pig or told him to eat it. Hyeji, who had her mouth full of ramen, mumbled as she spoke.

Hyeji once again showed off her trick of speaking without spilling a single word.

Hyeji had a feeling that the pig might have been reincarnated as a pig that had starved to death on the farm due to the zombie outbreak.

Oh, I guess it’s right to call it an abandoned farm. There’s not enough time for a reincarnated guy to grow this big after the zombie outbreak.

To be honest, Hyeji no longer seemed like a girl, but just a pig.

Anyway, the ramen was edible.

*

I started to pick up the items and clothes that the old man had thrown all over the place and put them back where they came from.

Of course, anything too dirty was put in the laundry basket. In particular, the clothes I wore on the day I requested the coil at the Blue Hills apartment were in such good condition that it was hard to say they were in good condition.

If we had stayed a few more days, the musty smell of sweat would have filled the shelter.

It’s unnecessarily wide.

Maybe it was because I was feeling unwell, but the shelter felt more spacious than usual.

As I was cleaning up the shelter, I started to wonder why I was doing this, but since it was something I had been doing since I started living with the old man, my body just moved according to routine.

It wasn’t something I did because I had some kind of great housewife spirit or because I wanted to do it.

When I first came here, honestly, this was all I could do.

A brat who can barely reach the electric range with no means to take care of himself, no physical strength, and whose head can barely reach the range is going to cook and do the laundry.

In that situation, it was impossible to even dream of going outside and gathering food or supplies while surrounded by zombies. Even the old man didn’t let me go outside at that time.

Even at the time, I didn’t think it was overprotective. I wasn’t stupid enough to not be able to look at my body’s condition objectively.

If you think about it, it’s probably true that a girl’s body has grown to a tolerable size over the years.

If I had woken up as a boy, I’m sure I’d still be whining and groaning in a place where malnutrition was a daily occurrence.

Living your whole life as a man who can’t even stand 160 degrees… that’s a black comedy.

In the first place, if I had woken up as a boy, it’s uncertain whether the old man would have saved me. That’s because he’s only kind to women.

Of course, it’s out of the question that I ended up helping Childeuk this time. If he really is a doctor, as the old man said, then it’s true that he’s worth helping…

Wait, the fact that my daughter, who may or may not be there, is quite pretty, must have had a significant influence.

This time may not be an exception.

As I was cleaning up the messy shelter, the sun had already set.

“Hey, over there!”

Hyeji, who was busy making something with some of the parts that were rolling around in the shelter warehouse, pointed to the shadows of two people outside the window.

A familiar size, clothes of a familiar design, a familiar face. It was an old man I had grown tired of seeing over the years.