episode_0026

“… So why are you suddenly wearing a Santa suit?”

“I’m in a good mood. It’s Christmas.”

“Do you know that mom bought these clothes?”

“… … I don’t know.”

“… … .”

If my older sister saw Yerim today, she would probably think that she is already into cosplay.

An outfit that looks ordinary on the outside, but is not ordinary just by wearing it.

Yerim showed that outfit only to me.

“Still, I’m Santa so I prepared a gift.”

“Oh, really?”

“Please ask what it is.”

“What is it?”

“That’s… .”

Yerim took one step and came right in front of me.

As if to prove that he was the owner of the scent in this room, the fragrant smell became stronger.

“That’s right.”

“… ?”

“… … .”

Did I hear it wrong?

It seems like a line I’ve heard a lot somewhere.

what… A Christmas present… Honey?

“… Well, why are you taking it so seriously? It’s just a joke.”

“Ah… Right?”

“You really have strange tastes.”

“What am I… .”

Yerim was startled and got angry.

I was just dumbfounded after hearing what you said.

“Now that I’ve shown you everything, please go.”

“Yes… Oh, that’s right. I also had a gift to give you.”

“Really?”

“Yes. I’ll give it to you when I change my clothes and come out.”

“Yes… Oh, this is a secret from Mom, you know?”

“Yes, of course… .”

What if my nephew wore a Santa suit and said he was a gift?

I might die on the spot.

“What is it? Were you two there?”

“Yes. Yerim showed me around the room.”

“Ah, I see. Sit comfortably.”

“No, I’m going now.”

“Already?”

“Yes. I should spend it with my family.”

“Huh? Brother-in-law. You can stay longer.”

“Ah… that is… I’m a little tired. I’m going to go home and sleep.”

Honestly, this is the limit.

If I close my eyes in this state right now, I think I’ll pass out in a sleeping state.

I’m worried that I might be drowsy driving.

“That’s right. Don’t bother the kid and send it to him.”

“Okay then. See you again.”

“Yes, I will go in.”

Fortunately, my older sister corrected me and I got up from my seat.

Yerim came out from the entrance, putting on her shoes and changing her clothes.

“Ah… That’s right. He said he gave me a gift.”

“Yes. Don’t leave with high expectations.”

“Ah… Sorry, I’m a little tired. ”

I took out a gift box from my pocket.

“What is this?”

“You’ve been singing lately.”

“It’s a song… ?No way… Really?”

“Open it.”

“Wow… .”

The gift is the latest noise-cancelling earphones that Yerim has been singing with recently.

While I was living there, I bought mine too.

After using it for a few days, I am satisfied with my work efficiency and the sound quality.

“Thank you so much, uncle!”

“… !”

I felt so good when Yerim hugged me tightly.

The cold belly was warmed by something soft.

“Ah, ah… I’m sorry. I liked it so much… .”

“No, it’s okay. Use it well.”

“Yes. I will use it really well!”

We became closer and met again a few days later.

♠

“Finally, in just a few hours, you will become an adult.”

“Yes.”

Today is December 31st.

It is the day when a year ends and a day to prepare for a new year.

It can be said to be even more special because the functions that were mostly locked for high school seniors have finally been released.

“How do you feel?”

“It’s still like that. Don’t you need a diploma anyway?”

“It also varies from place to place.”

The type of person who goes into a bar just because you’re 20 and asks you to bring your diploma.

I proudly went in with my ID card, saying I could finally buy cigarettes, but I was the type to just buy it without checking my ID card.

You can see many different types of twenty-year-old students, including those who confidently go to clubs but leave without being able to do anything.

Oh, you’re eighteen or nineteen now?

“What did your uncle do as soon as he became an adult?”

“I… I counted down in Hongdae, had a drink, and went home.

“I see… .”

I still can’t forget the first time I went to a bar and showed my ID.

When I think about it now, in the eyes of that employee, we probably looked similar and cute.

Of course, since it was my first time drinking alcohol, I ate some dry wheat and finished the film.

“I wanted to drink this.”

“Did you drink it last time?

“Yes.”

Last time I came here and ate steak, I had wine with it.

I guess I still have regrets about not being able to drink together back then.

[There are now about 19 minutes left until the New Year’s Eve bell rings.]

“TV is really good.”

“Why don’t you leave it at your uncle’s house too.”

“You know our house is small.”

“Well… .”

For reference, this is Yerim’s house.

My sister and brother-in-law called me because they couldn’t kick Yerim out and leave her alone at home even though they were going on a trip.

I originally wanted to stay with Yena, but unfortunately I couldn’t meet her because she said her whole family was coming together.

“Quickly… .”

“Honestly, wouldn’t it be okay to drink it now? There’s no one watching.”

“Then you don’t feel like it. My dream is to drink it when it’s just right.”

“Well.”

In the first place, there are teenagers who are already living delinquent lives and drinking and smoking, while there are people who want to keep their romance, even though it is only a few minutes apart.

I’ve been patient with it so far, but if I eat it quickly, it won’t be worth the effort I’ve endured.

[10!!]

The 10 second countdown has begun.

Since I was 20, I have been playing computer games during that time, but now that Yerim is next to me, I no longer care.

[3!!!]

[2!!]

[One!]

As soon as it reached 0, the New Year’s Eve bell began to ring.

The clear and elegant sound of the bell continued.

“Cheers!”

“Cheers.”

With the sound of the bell in the background, we also shared glasses.

Since we already had dinner together, we prepared simple nachos and sauce for snacks.

“Kya… .”

“How about it? What was your first wine?”

“It tastes like something added to the grape flavor… The speed is hot.”

“Well, this wine is a bit strong.”

“Aha.”

After 33 bells, I changed the channel the moment the politician’s interview began.

Aside from the laughter coming from the entertainment program, the only sound I could hear was the sound of snacks crunching in my mouth.

“Phew… .”

“Aren’t you drinking too fast?”

“Huh? Wasn’t this how you used to drink it?”

“… … Drink it little by little.”

Yerim emptied her wine glass like she was drinking beer.

My face and neck turned bright red, and my tongue began to twitch slightly.

” I didn’t like it at first, but after drinking it, it tastes good. ”

“I’m glad it hit you in the mouth… .”

“Wow, didn’t you just like the lime?”

“… … .”

The sense of liberation of becoming an adult and the strong wine I was drinking for the first time combined, creating the ultimate synergy effect.

In short, it means that you have already drunk a lot.

“Phew… .”

Before I knew it, Yerim was sitting right next to me.

A sense of distance without hesitation.

He rested his head on my shoulder as if it were a pillow.

“A little… It’s hot… .”

“Should I turn off the boiler?”

“No. Then it’s cold.”

“If you take it off now, you’ll catch a cold… .”

“Really?”

When you drink alcohol, your body temperature rises, but it is only temporary. If you take off your clothes, your body temperature drops and you may catch a cold.

And for my own sake, I must not take it off.

“Ah… But it’s really hot… .”

“Did you wear a t-shirt underneath?”

“Yes.”

“Then you can take it off.”

“What is it? It was like this and then like that.”

“No… I thought you weren’t wearing it at all.”

“It stings if you wear a knit naked.”

“Well… .”

Fortunately, it took an hour.

I thought I was only wearing underwear underneath…

“Yerim?”

“Yes?”

“Clothes inside… Ah, you wore it.”

“Yes. Where are you looking?”

“Sorry… .”

I was startled at the sight of my belly button, but fortunately it rolled up.

By the way, the belly fat is really cute.

“I guess I can live now… .”

Yerim naturally leans on me again.

“Uncle.”

“Huh?”

He dozed off and seemed to be falling asleep like this, then he called me.

“I heard from my mom that she paid tuition.”

“Ah… Did you hear?”

“Why did you give it to me?”

“… … I promised you. I would take responsibility. ”

“… You didn’t forget.”

“Of course. How could I forget.”

You’re so stupid that if you forget, you’ll have to suspect dementia.

Why did you make this promise?

“Then you are responsible for me, right?”

“Yes. I will take responsibility. For the rest of my life.”

“It’s true… ?”

“Yes… Huh?”

At that moment, Yerim came up on top of me.

I felt a light weight on my thighs.

“Please take responsibility.”

“… ?”

“They said they would take responsibility… .”

It’s a structure I’ve experienced somewhere before.

Even then, Yerim was in front of me.

“… … .”

“… … .”

I remembered.

It is the same as the scene immediately after confirming the paternity test results.

Even then, Yerim climbed on top of me and told me to take responsibility for her.

“Again… Are you going to move on like this?”

When I hugged Yerim, this time she didn’t cry and put her hand on my shoulder.

“Even then… Isn’t this what you wanted?”

“Yerim… I think I was very drunk──”

“I was just pretending to be a pervert.”

“… … .”

No, this one was definitely drunk.

My tongue is still twisted and I’m wandering around as if I’ve lost my balance.

“Yerim… I… .”

“Why did I keep following my uncle?”

“You can’t do this… we are… that… .”

“Uncle, no, dad said that.”

“… … .”

That’s why I’m saying it can’t be done.

Regardless of whether it’s a genetic disease or ethics.

A father and his grown daughter shouldn’t be like this.

“Honestly… Even if it’s my dad… I don’t look like my dad. Because I lived away from him. ”

“Still… .”

“A man. A man. A man with mixed blood.”

“… … .”

I feel dizzy.

Even more so because of the alcohol.

Until now, I understand all of Yerim’s slightly incomprehensible actions.

─I am very interested in my uncle.

If Yerim was interested in me, or even liked me.

If it was something you did because you liked it.

It all makes sense.

iced coffee… Why didn’t I realize it sooner?

Why couldn’t I stop it?

“If you don’t do it now… I’m going to tell my mom everything.”

“What… ?”

“Uncle is my body… I will say that I just touched it.”

“… … .”

Did he want to be loved by me like this?

Why on earth?

What am I so good at?

“So don’t move.”

“… … .”

Yerim said that while crying.

Her lips overlapped, as if telling her not to bring up logic or anything like that.