“Sister! Where should I put my cosmetics?”

    “Leave it in the master room with the bed!”

    “Yes~♪”

    Minji smiled brightly at the editor’s words and lifted the box.

    It’s no different, Minji said she wanted to help organize the moving items and is helping her.

    In my case, I am quietly watching.

    They are not letting me do anything because they say I might fall and faint again.

    I never imagined that Minji and the editor would become overprotective with the same words.

    Anyway, the two of them are moving things from place to place, leaving me, who calls themselves extremely weak, alone.

    As expected, women are very strong…

    The editor is lifting and moving a large drawer with one hand.

    I don’t think even men before common sense changed would be able to do that.

    “Whoo! But thanks to Minji and the writer’s help, it’s over quickly!”

    “I was sitting still?”

    “Oppa. My brother is sitting still, but he is helping me, so I helped him.”

    ….That’s not what I meant. Little brother.

    I think my brother needs to give me a proper education.

    I don’t know, but it was over quickly thanks to Minji’s help.

    During packing and moving, the ladies moved the heavy and large furniture, but doing the small things yourself would be a way to reduce labor costs and spend more rationally.

    So one, two, three.

    Finally, after cleaning up the dishes in the kitchen, the two sat down on the floor and chanted three cheers.

    Still, it can be finished in one day.

    I thought it would never end.

    “Thank you Minji.”

    “Hehe. What.”

    “My sister will buy me lunch. What do you want to eat?”

    “Jjajangmyeon, of course, on the day of moving!”

    “How about you, the author?”

    “I also like Jjajangmyeon.”

    The rule is to get some black bean noodles after helping with the move.

    You can order it and eat it, or go to the Chinese restaurant in front of your house and eat it.

    “Minji. If you want to eat a lot, wouldn’t it be better to go and eat it?”

    “Of course, what do you know! If it were my brother, I would have just ordered a quick meal!”

    “No? I was just thinking that if I was going to eat as much as I could, it would be better to go out and eat it, right?”

    “Ugh. Who can’t say it?”

    Then Minji stroked my head.

    I jumped up from my seat and began wiping my sweat with the towel the editor gave me.

    “No, let’s wash and clean it and then go eat, right? Right now, both of them are see-through and it’s not like they’re making a fuss.”

    “A. It’s okay for women to be a little transparent.”

    “I’m embarrassed?!”

    Even if you try not to pay attention, you can clearly see inside the two people.

    Everything from the outline to the top.

    I can’t walk outside with pride like this.

    Not because I’m embarrassed, but for other reasons.

    “Then there is nothing we can do. Minji. Go home and wash up.”

    “Yes~♬”

    Now I’m just my older sister’s older sister.

    It’s amazing that less than a week has passed since the two met.

    The two people went into the bathroom in their own home, took a clean shower, and came out.

    I don’t know if it was the hot water, but their faces were slightly flushed.

    “Why?”

    I stared at Minji for a bit and she tilted her head.

    I turned my head, saying it was nothing, and playfully hugged my arm.

    ” After washing up, I was hungry. ”

    “So who wants to spend 20 minutes taking a quick shower?”

    “A. You have to wash it thoroughly so there is no smell.”

    There seemed to be a different meaning hidden in Minji’s playfully smiling expression.

    However, there was no reason to delve into it, so I urged them to leave quickly.

    It’s so hard to go out to eat just once.

    *

    The two people are already eating their third bowl of Jjajangmyeon.

    The lady at the Chinese restaurant is smiling happily because I ordered two pieces of sweet and sour pork.

    “Young people eat really well! Old service!”

    “Thank you!”

    “I will eat well!”

    What the lady brought were mini chili shrimp and fried dumplings.

    I can’t believe they serve dishes that can be considered the representative menu items of Chinese restaurants.

    Well… the amount of money I ate up was quite a lot.

    Also, I am eating Jjajangmyeon with soybean paste.

    They say they just don’t like Jjajangmyeon that much.

    They say that because there is a lot of starch in Jjajang sauce, blood sugar levels rise rapidly.

    And doesn’t the soybean paste come with a fried egg?

    I think I eat soybean paste because of the latter rather than the former.

    “But fried eggs with soy sauce. It’s a little strange.”

    “Huh?”

    “Yes?”

    “Why are you doing that?”

    “No, it’s natural to put a fried egg on top of soy sauce, right?”

    It’s obvious.

    I’ve tried soybean paste at numerous Chinese restaurants, but there’s never been a place that didn’t serve it with a fried egg.

    There were places that even added boiled eggs.

    Still, since it was uploaded additionally, it falls into the natural category.

    “Isn’t that right? Fried egg with soy sauce.”

    “No. In Seoul, where I was born and raised, they didn’t serve things like fried eggs.”

    “Really?!”

    Minji said in disbelief and was shocked as she stuffed black bean noodles and sweet and sour pork into her mouth.

    Minji eats it deliciously, wondering how they could not give her a fried egg.

    I think my sister’s stomach is even more amazing.

    “So, it was a bit surprising to see a fried egg on top.”

    “Well, it might be a bit surprising to someone seeing it for the first time.”

    If you think about it, if you order regular black bean noodles, you don’t get a fried egg, right?

    Even if you order Sichuan Jjajang, it’s the same as not serving it.

    Why on earth do they only give it to soy sauce?

    Why don’t you ask me why I came to a Chinese restaurant?

    I might be able to use it in my work later.

    “Aunt! Is there a reason why eggs are included only in soy sauce?”

    ” Ganjjajang? Nowadays, Ganjjajang is served separately from the noodles and sauce, right? But in the past, both regular Jjajang and Gan Jjajang were served with sauce poured on them.”

    “Ah….”

    “So, I went out with a fried egg on top so that the customers and delivery driver could recognize it. Ganjjajang is more expensive.”

    I heard it was a way to distinguish black bean noodles.

    It was a worthy but somewhat empty answer.

    ***

    After eating at a Chinese restaurant, we headed to a PC room.

    The reason the two people came together is because they played the same game.

    After all, games are good for forming consensus.

    It was a heartwarming sight, as they both seemed like children.

    Did you say Kingdom of the Wind Mobile?

    It is a smartphone version of the game that entered the Guinness Book of World Records as the world’s first MMORPG.

    Recently, a PC version was also released, so you can play it without using an app player.

    Anyway, the two people are sitting and looking at the screen, talking about various things.

    From what I’ve heard, automatic hunting is the default, so there isn’t much manual control unless you’re doing PVP or fighting a boss.

    Is that fun?

    I don’t play the game itself, so I don’t know if it’s fun or not.

    While the two were playing the game and talking about various things, I went to the novel site, logged in, and checked my novel list.

    My new work, which is only about 7 episodes old.

    The number of views is already reaching 560,000.

    If this was paid, how much would it be?

    It’s a bit ambiguous that you have to publish up to episode 15 to be able to convert to a paid series.

    Who created this system?

    “Well… it doesn’t matter if you don’t think of it as money in the first place.”

    The problem is that people think it’s all about money.

    It doesn’t matter if you think that now is the time to be evaluated, not 100 won per view.

    “Sister. My brother has been saying strange things since a while ago.”

    “Maybe it’s because of the number of views? It’s only episode 7, but it has that many views.”

    “Is it a lot? Compared to QTube, it seems very small…”

    Minji doesn’t know because she doesn’t read web novels.

    Of course, the number of views on QTube and novel sites is bound to differ greatly.

    QTube is a site used by most of the world’s population, and the web novel site is a site used only by a small number of Koreans.

    This is natural because the difference in accessibility is tens of millions of times greater.

    ” When Yoo Seong-hwan uploads just one QTube video, the number of views is in the tens of millions?”

    “Minji. In the first place, you pay 100 won per episode to read web novels.”

    “Huh? Really?!”

    Minji was surprised when I heard that she would pay to read webtoons, so of course she would be surprised.

    Except for Naver Webtoon, I pay to watch almost everything.

    “Then your brother is quite amazing, right?”

    “That’s amazing. Because this time, we might really create a super hit.”

    “Oh… Oppa, I want to eat beef.”

    “Okay…”

    I’ve been eating like that just now, but I wonder if I’m thinking about meat.

    Didn’t you eat beef yesterday?

    *

    I only left the PC room for about an hour.

    Since it was automatic hunting anyway, we just sat down and talked for a while.

    It feels like I’ve been hanging out all day, but it’s still 3pm.

    Since Minji and the editor were on vacation for a whole day, it seemed like it was a shame to go to their respective homes like this.

    “Sister. Would you like to watch a movie at my house?”

    “The movie is good! Shall we go buy popcorn and cola?”

    “Wow… As expected, you know something.”

    Then, the two people linked arms and ran towards the supermarket.

    After looking at that figure for a while, I sighed and followed behind.

    “Can’t I watch movies that I want to see?”

    “No! You always watch melodramatic movies!”

    “Oh my. Did you do that? Wasn’t it like that when we dated before?”

    “Huh? sister! You went on a date with my brother?! Then do you really want to marry your brother?”

    “Achacha…. It was a secret.”

    This is how I get caught.

    I’m so crazy.

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