episode_0016

It’s been a while since I went shopping at a nearby supermarket with Minji.

The head of my family says he wants to eat fermented soybean paste and pork belly, so I have to give him that.

“Ugh~♬ Pork for dinner tonight~♬”

“I fell while running and hurt my knees.”

There are beer and soju bottles in the basket, so if you fall, you’re in real trouble.

I guess it would be much better if I held it.

“Give it to me.”

“Okay~ The man is carrying something.”

“Then why not run a little? You know that if you fall while holding that thing, it will be a disaster, right?”

“Che.”

Only then did Minji begin to slowly walk and put things in place.

I don’t have tofu, so I have to buy it, and I’m planning on grilling shrimp, so I have to buy shrimp too.

Ugh… Grilled shrimp with pork belly.

Also, if you add a little shrimp to the soybean paste stew, it’s just as delicious.

Why is Korean food so delicious?

It’s not just soup, it’s literally so delicious.

Afterwards, sliced green onions and onions.

I bought a lot of garlic, ssamjang, and butane gas and headed to the meat section.

There was a fish corner right next to the meat corner, but today we didn’t even notice.

To be honest, we were a brother and sister who preferred meat over fish.

“Wow. Since it’s been a while since I’ve been here, it seems like there are more types of meat?”

Surely our supermarket sells a lot of meat.

Most pork and beef are sold by cut, and recently they have started selling lamb and turkey as well.

I understand lamb, but turkey…

Still, it seems like foreigners are buying things like turkey.

“Oppa. This chicken looks a little strange.”

“It’s a duck, not a chicken.”

“Why is there raw duck in the supermarket?”

“I started selling it a while ago.”

“Then you should eat duck too!”

Minji seemed to be planning to bankrupt me, so she packed 3kg of pork belly, pork neck, and pork belly, and also put a whole duck in the basket.

And the beef next to it looked good, so I started adding various things to it.

How many kg of meat did it contain?

It looks like it weighs at least 8kg including the duck…

“Hehe. This is enough food for two.”

“Minji. Meat is 200g per serving.”

“A. That can’t be possible~”

If you go to a regular restaurant, everything is sold like that…

And even if 1 kg is 1 serving, it is at least 7 servings, right?

Still, he didn’t seem to have any intention of listening to me.

I can’t help it…

*

“Huh? Why is the car parked there?”

When I returned home, a car I had never seen before was parked next to Minji’s car.

Because that parking space was the parking space next door to my house, it had been empty for a long time.

So there was no way the car was standing there.

Even until yesterday.

“Now that I think about it, it seems like someone moved in yesterday.”

“Moving? Did you see who it was?”

“I don’t know. My brother locked himself in his room and just wrote.”

It’s not something to brag about, though.

I thought about whether or not to say hello, but he seemed busy for no reason, so I just came home and wrote a quick message.

When I said that, Minji smacked me on the back.

It didn’t hurt, but it stung slightly.

“Eight! In that case, you should knock on the door warmly and say hello!”

“…I was moving. How could I knock on the door?”

This is too difficult for me, who was a hikikomori until recently.

The only people I can talk to comfortably right now are Minji and the editor.

It’s hard to follow what others say, but talking to me directly…

That will be possible until a long time later.

“Still. Since the house next door has moved in, I should at least say hello.”

“Ugh…!”

Minji snorted and led me into the elevator.

And when he arrived at the 6th floor where my house was located, he led me and sat down not at the front door of my house but at the front door of the house next door.

Of course, I couldn’t stop it.

Minji quickly rang the doorbell and called the house next door that she moved into yesterday.

“Oh… oppa, I’ll go in first.”

“Where do you enter? Stay next to me.”

“Ugh…”

In the end, I couldn’t avoid it and just patiently waited for the door to open.

Has it been about 10 seconds since the bell rang?

The new person who moved in didn’t check who we were through the intercom, but immediately opened the door and checked us out.

And, the person who came out of that door.

When I saw that person’s face, I almost fell backwards in shock.

“Hehe. Hello?”

“Dahye unnie?!”

“Minji. Hello?”

Minji also looked quite surprised.

Of course, it was a little different from mine.

Minji quickly recovered and began to shake each other’s hands, saying that they had arrived safely.

I suddenly moved from Seoul to Busan, and I never thought I would be greeted by a handshake.

No…now is not the time to fall and be bruised.

Why did the editor move here?

“Open…Why are you here…No, why are you next door…”

“I live here from today. I moved here.”

There was not even the slightest lie on her face as she smiled brightly, as if the prank was a success.

It seems to be true that they have moved.

“This…moving.”

okay.

The name of the person who moved next door to our house is Yoo Da-hye.

He is the exclusive editor appointed by the management company I am contracting with.

She started living next door to my house starting today… no, yesterday to be exact.

*

Cheek…Chik…

Bubble bubble…bubble bubble…

The sound of meat and soybean paste stew being dragged echoes through the living room.

Meanwhile, I have been listening intently to the touching true story of the editor who came down to Busan earlier.

“So what about management? What I am saying is that rather than an editor who lives near the company, we needed an editor who can take care of the writers who feed our company!”

To put it simply, I came down to Busan with permission from the company.

And that too to take care of me.

Certainly, the contract stipulated that the editor would take care of the writer.

However, is this item important enough to send an editor down to Busan?

This is what I think about as I keep turning the meat on the grill.

Nevertheless, I can’t come up with a clear answer, so it’s frustrating.

“So, are you living here forever?”

“If the writer doesn’t abandon our management!”

“Wow…! Then, I can eat with my sister every day!”

“Hehe. It may be hard every day because of work, but wouldn’t it be possible to go out on the weekends together?”

Minji seems to be in good shape.

I think it just makes me feel good because I feel like I have a new sister.

“By the way, the meat is really delicious. Did Minji choose it?”

“Of course! My brother will pick up any meat, saying it’s all the same.”

“For some reason, I thought that would be the case. Should I say that the author lacks a little detail for a man?”

“As expected, my sister and I get along well!”

The two then raised each other’s glasses and shared a toast.

About two hours have passed since they started grilling the meat, and the two people are constantly adding meat and alcohol to their stomachs.

Already 5kg….

How can a person eat this much…

“Sister. Would you like to sleep in today as well?”

“Is it okay?”

“It’s okay! This house is in my name.”

“Did you? So the author is living at Minji’s house?”

“Hehe. That’s the way it is.”

To be exact, it’s my parents’ legacy…

Still, it’s not wrong.

All taxes and local taxes incurred in this house are paid by Minji.

Electricity bill, water bill, maintenance fee, etc.

So, it’s not wrong to live on top of one another.

After hearing that, he put down the tongs and grabbed the chopsticks.

I also thought about putting meat in my stomach.

However, Minji’s next words…

I dropped my chopsticks on the floor.

“So, sister~ Please take your brother with you. If she looks like this, wouldn’t she be a good bride?”

“Puuup……!! Cough…! Crumble!”

therefore…

I slyly asked the editor to take me with him.

How dare you tell someone you’ve only known for less than a week to take your brother with you.

How could you not be surprised to hear that sound?

I cleared my throat for a long time because the pork belly with a little bit of wasabi went in an area where it shouldn’t have gone.

Why would you say something like that when you eat wasabi?

“Trigram…Are you okay?! Mi… Minji! Toilet paper!”

“Well…I can’t paint it.”

Minji jumped up and brought some tissues.

And I don’t know why, but he also brought milk and a cup and offered me a glass.

“Drink this. If you drink it, you’ll feel better.”

“Sigh…gulp…gulp….huha!!”

As Minji said, drinking milk made my stomach feel more at ease.

Until just now, I thought my entire bronchi was so spicy that I was going to die.

If you drink milk after eating something spicy, won’t it go away?

It seems that the effect is effective even when it flows back and spreads everywhere.

But, in the end, they gave me a bottle and gave me medicine.

Minji This guy… I need to properly punish him later.

“Are you okay?”

She is soothing my shocked body by stroking my back.

It was still hard, but I nodded that it was okay so I wouldn’t worry for no reason.

“Phew….I’m fine now, so you don’t have to worry about it.”

“Ha…I’m glad…. Minja. You shouldn’t startle when you’re eating spicy food.”

“Hiing. I understand.”

What is this feeling of following my older sister, whom I met less than a week ago, more than my older brother?

ha…

But I feel more comfortable now.