#40

    While Jia and Minah were at Olive Young,

    I just bought some sunscreen and left the building.

    There’s nothing left to live for anyway. If I just kill time, people will notice.

    “으.”

    Although the weather is starting to get cooler, the sun is still quite harsh.

    Since I was a little tired of being constantly exposed to the sunlight, I sat down on a nearby bench.

    “Wow. Looks like I’ll buy it.”

    Still, it’s a little better because the wind is blowing gently and because it’s in the shade.

    I leaned back on the bench blankly, thinking that I should just kill some time here until Min-ah and Jia came out.

    “… .”

    Is it because it’s still lunchtime?

    The liveliness on the faces of people passing by on the street stands out.

    Unlike me who just goes with the flow and lives, the sparkle of people who live each day faithfully.

    … Sometimes, I think that way.

    If only the guy hadn’t died like that.

    I wondered if I had been faithfully moving forward among those people.

    If that were the case, the police wouldn’t have quit either.

    And I’m thinking of opening a cocktail bar…

    “… What the hell is this?”

    match.

    I slapped both of my cheeks with my hands to bring myself to my senses.

    A cold pain that is felt within.

    … Thanks to that, I feel like my mind is clearer.

    “Pfft.”

    If the guy hadn’t died, I wouldn’t have quit being a police officer. What a stupid thought.

    After all, it was my choice.

    “Hoo.”

    A sigh that escapes without thinking.

    Just when I was about to close my eyes, thinking that I should stop feeling depressed and go to sleep,

    “Oh, oppa, it’s over there. Oppa!”

    I saw Min-ah and Jia coming out of the store.

    Mina and Jia come towards me, waving their hands.

    ‘…what.’

    As soon as Jia’s face came into my sight, I felt as if my breath had stopped for a moment.

    “How is it? Our Jia. Isn’t she pretty?”

    “… Well, it doesn’t seem like much has changed, ugh.”

    Jia lightly denied Minah’s words and looked up at me blankly.

    “… How about it?”

    Actually, as Zia said, there wasn’t a dramatic big change.

    But. that little change.

    Things like long, evenly spaced eyelashes or lips that slightly sparkle when exposed to light.

    It’s so beautiful that it takes your breath away…

    “Mister?”

    … It’s dangerous. Wait a minute.

    Maybe it felt strange that I wasn’t saying anything, but Jia was getting closer to me.

    If she was originally just like a cute little sister, she wasn’t like that now, at least not for now.

    “Huh, just a moment. I’m a little dizzy. Could you move away a little?”

    “… Yes?”

    Mina looks at me with a mischievous smile, as if she knows everything.

    I wanted to pinch her cheek right now, but… even controlling my facial expression was difficult.

    ‘Is this the gap…?’

    Although Jia is originally pretty, she has a slightly youthful appearance.

    You could say it’s perfect for my age.

    But what should I say now? I feel like the last piece has been filled.

    “… .”

    Even now, when I see people passing by stopping and looking at Jia, I don’t think any explanation is necessary.

    “As expected, it doesn’t really suit me… .”

    On the contrary, Jia lowered her head with a sullen expression, perhaps disappointed by my reaction.

    At that moment, when I was at a loss as to what to do with Jia’s appearance that looked as if she had died of exhaustion,

    Bam.

    Minah, who hit my side, conveyed something with her lips.

    ‘hmm?’

    You want me to say, “She’s pretty?” Ah.

    “… .”

    Jia still has her eyes droopy and is playing with the ends of her slightly dried hair.

    And then he glanced at me. He even looked at my face.

    … It looks like everyone is waiting for my impressions.

    “That, Jia.”

    Actually, it’s easy. I just have to put into words what I’m feeling right now.

    They say you’re pretty. They say your makeup suits you well. That’s all there is to it…

    “Yes?”

    …Why aren’t you talking? I’m going crazy.

    But since I’ve already started, it’s stranger to keep my mouth shut.

    “Quickly.”

    And then there’s Mina, who keeps urging me from the side.

    I had no choice but to avoid Zia’s eyes and speak softly.

    “… It’s pretty. It suits you well.”

    “Hic.”

    Come to think of it, this is the first time I’ve said something like that to Jia.

    … This is really awkward. Really.

    ‘By the way, didn’t you hear a hic just now…?’

    Hey. No way. I must have misheard.

    I thought so and turned my gaze back towards Gia.

    “… .”

    Shivering. As if trying to hold back the corners of her lips from rising, Ji-ah caresses her cheek with her hand.

    It was an awkward compliment, even when I thought about it, but I wonder if he was satisfied with it.

    “… Really?”

    After a while, Jia asked me back in a trembling voice.

    The way Jia looked up at me with a slightly blushing face and spoke was like a girl in love─

    match.

    I slapped myself in the face again.

    “Oh, mister?!”

    “Sorry. I was a little dizzy, so I had to come to my senses.”

    Come to your senses, Dohan.

    We’ll have to keep seeing each other at home from now on. It won’t be like this forever.

    Besides, Zia is a minor. You’re a twenty-eight-year-old man.

    “Hoo.”

    While I was making that resolution, Mina, with a sly smile on her face, whispered in my ear.

    “You’re trying hard, oppa.”

    “Noisy.”

    “Aya.”

    After lightly tapping Min-ah’s forehead, who was acting smug, I walked towards my next destination, the movie theater.

    “Let’s go together. Hey, mister, why are you walking so fast?”

    “Haha. That’s right. It’s because our Jia is so pretty.”

    “Huh? No way… .”

    …I decided to pretend not to hear the whispers coming from behind me.

    .

    As Dohan was walking towards his next destination…

    “… It’s pretty. It suits you well.”

    Jia recalled Dohan’s words in her head just now,

    I was trying to lower the corners of my lips that kept going up.

    ‘What should I do?’

    Just thinking about Do-han’s words just now, a part of Ji-ah’s heart started to tingle as if she had been shocked.

    “… .”

    Is this love?

    Actually, it may be an illusion.

    It is quite possible that he is mistaking his feelings of affection for Do-han, who has saved him so many times, for love.

    But, if this is love.

    To love someone is…

    ‘… So happy and full of energy.’

    Jia eventually gave up on lowering the corners of her lips and smiled at Dohan.

    Of course, Dohan couldn’t see it because he was walking two steps faster in front of Ji-ah and Min-ah.

    “Hey, look over there. Is that a celebrity? The person next to you is also… .”

    “Crazy… .”

    Instead, people passing by on the street stopped walking and looked at Zia.

    …it was a windfall for them.

    “… .”

    Min-ah, who was watching Jia’s smile right next to her, smiled happily and spoke to Jia.

    “Jia, how are you? It was good that you came with me, right?”

    At Min-ah’s words, Ji-ah nodded her head faintly, recalling what she had just heard from Do-han.

    “Yes. It was really, really good… .”

    “… What should I do? I feel bad about giving it to my brother, but can I take it?”

    Ji-ah, who had been smiling bitterly after hearing Min-ah’s words, soon asked Min-ah carefully.

    “… That, that place.”

    “Huh?”

    “Really, are you okay? You too, Sister… ”

    … Don’t you like that, uncle? Jia swallowed those words again.

    But as if she knew what Jia was trying to say, Mina smiled and said.

    “I told you. If a cute Jia like this were my girlfriend, I’d be totally okay with it.”

    It’s called a flower in both hands. Hmm.

    Min-ah, who had been mumbling like that, then gently took Jia’s hand and held it.

    “… .”

    Is it because Minah’s hands are warm? Or is it for another reason?

    “Thank you, sis.”

    For some reason, Jia felt as if her eyes were about to get teary, so she hurriedly raised her head.

    ***

    This afternoon, after finishing my outing.

    “Are you really going to work part-time?”

    “Uh. Since I have nothing to do if I’m home alone anyway, why don’t I help out a bit?”

    We all headed to the store together in good spirits.

    “Huh? Oppa. Look at that.”

    Later, as they entered the alley where the store was, Mina raised her hand and pointed at something.

    “Huh? It’s a cat.”

    “Cat? Oh, really? ”

    At the tip of that finger was a cat with fur as white as a snow field.

    The cat didn’t even notice us coming right up to him.

    “Huh?”

    As I opened the store door, the cat got up from its seat and naturally followed me in.

    “Is that the cat you raise at your store?”

    “No way.”

    Did cats originally follow people this well?

    ‘Shall I stroke it once?’

    Later, when I reached out and tried to touch its head, the cat twisted its body this way and that to avoid me.

    “… You dodge well.”

    Even though he follows along so well, he doesn’t seem to like being touched.

    “Sir, are you going to leave the cat alone?”

    “… Well.”

    After a while, I was looking at the cat sitting at the corner of the bar table and thinking,

    “Well, I guess it’s okay.”

    …I decided to just leave it as is.

    A cocktail bar with a cat in it, it feels good somehow.

    For some reason, it feels like the cat is only looking at me… It must be my imagination.

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