what.

    Why is my sister here?

    And the people behind it.

    Anyone can see that it looks like my sister’s co-worker…

    “Mr. Yehwa? Why are you doing this? Do you know someone?”

    One person suddenly came out from behind my sister.

    He appears to be around the same age as his older sister, and is casually asking if they get along well.

    But it’s a bit burdensome.

    I don’t know if it’s because I’m short, but I automatically look up.

    And a big breast before my eyes.

    What should I say about that…

    Huh….

    “This is my younger brother. Our eldest son.”

    Meanwhile, my older sister greets me to my colleagues.

    What should I do in this situation?

    First, I placed the basket containing the mackerel and side dishes on the floor.

    “Ah! This is the younger brother you were so proud of! I guess you came to do the grocery shopping?”

    “Ah…hello.”

    “You are also polite. Is it different because he is Yehwa’s younger brother?”

    “A. What did I do? He was a kind and polite younger brother from the beginning.”

    Suddenly, I bowed my head and said hello.

    Still, everyone seemed to have left a polite impression, even the people standing behind them were smiling slightly.

    After all, the first impression lasts the longest.

    From now on, I’ll have to try harder to say hello first.

    “By the way, Siwoo. Why did you come here and leave the supermarket in front of your house?”

    “There’s a studio right next to it…”

    “That’s right. It was like that. I forgot.”

    He even asked for a key because it was quite close to his workplace.

    I gave you the key so you can rest whenever you want.

    “I guess your younger brother does all the housework?”

    “I also help with dishes and laundry.

    “…Woo-woop only three times so far…”

    Sister Yehwa suddenly covered my mouth with her hand.

    Those eyes were extremely dark, as if there was something evil in them.

    “My younger brother. Let’s be quiet for a little while?”

    “Wow….”

    “Good.”

    If I say anything more here, I might get killed.

    Since the world is reversed between men and women, she has become kinder to me, but she is a very scary sister to Minji.

    “You seem to get along very well?”

    “My family got along well from the beginning and took good care of me. Right?”

    Yes, I did.

    They take good care of me… but I do all the housework…

    My sister’s scary eyes began to appear again.

    If you don’t tell me straight, I’ll yell at you.

    “…….”

    “Really?”

    “Yes…”

    Once again, I had to hold back tears and give a false answer.

    Ah… I tried not to lie anymore.

    “I’m jealous. I only have a younger sister, so I want to have a younger brother.”

    “Are you jealous? For your information, I have a girlfriend, so it’s definitely not possible.”

    “A. That would be natural… It makes no sense not to have one.”

    It makes no sense not to have one.

    I don’t think so.

    Aren’t I really lucky to have a girlfriend?

    It looks ordinary, and it only came about after being a hikikomori.

    “What does he mean? If you’re a woman, you probably don’t know, but it doesn’t make sense to say that men can’t date because they don’t.”

    “Mr. Yehwa. In fact, men say that kind of thing is more dull.”

    “Umm… The only man around me is my younger brother.”

    Then my sister patted my head diligently.

    He is also scratching his head at the same time.

    “…Sister. It’s embarrassing, so can you stop petting me?”

    “Ah. For a moment I thought it was a house.”

    He quickly removed his hand from my head and started laughing.

    However, my colleagues just shrugged their shoulders as if nothing had happened even after seeing that.

    “Yehwa has always liked stroking the heads of young children. I wondered why that was, and it turned out to be because of my younger brother.”

    “I think I finally know the secretary’s secret.”

    Sigh… I guess my older sister doesn’t make a fuss and strokes her head whenever she goes outside.

    Fortunately, there have been no reports of sexual harassment or anything like that until now.

    “But sister. Did you get off work by any chance?”

    “Yes. I was going to go home now.”

    Why did a person coming home from work stop by the supermarket with his co-workers?

    Maybe it was the weekend or something to buy some alcohol?

    I also did all my grocery shopping…

    Dahye will come down soon, so we can go home together.

    “Then shall we go together?”

    “Okay. I’m going here with my younger brother, so everyone, please go in.”

    At my sister’s words, all my co-workers nodded and said hello.

    After all, if you are a level 5 civil servant, are you in a leadership position?

    That’s cool.

    I was moved by the wonderful appearance of my older sister, whom I couldn’t see at home.

    “What’s wrong?”

    “No… I just think my sister is cool.”

    “You understand now, right? My sister also has a high rank and is doing well outside.”

    “Oh…”

    I’ve never ignored a level 5 civil servant, but I suddenly felt like I was seeing it again.

    After all, is there another genius that appears once every 100 years in Busan?

    I guess I should take the civil service exam too…

    You might be wondering what kind of civil service job you can get when you’ve already succeeded as a writer, but I still want to pass the 9th level civil service exam.

    Of course, I just want to pass the exam, I don’t really want to work.

    I’ve already saved up all my money for retirement, so what am I doing?

    “By the way, what is for dinner tonight?”

    “Mackerel. After choosing between raw mackerel and Norwegian mackerel, I chose Norway.”

    “This is, of course, Norwegian mackerel. Raw mackerel is not that good because it has a mild taste.”

    Even my sister, who has a poor taste, knows it well.

    The savory and sweet taste of mackerel comes from being marinated in salt, so it is a taste that cannot be experienced in live, raw mackerel.

    Plus, the umami that comes from aging.

    Amino acids explode in your mouth….. It’s not like that.

    “Let’s make the stew with soybean paste stew.”

    “Huh? I put pork belly in it for kimchi stew?”

    “You can do both. I didn’t have lunch today.”

    “Then I guess I should buy more mackerel.”

    Minji also said earlier that she didn’t eat.

    Now that I think about it, Da-hye didn’t eat lunch today and ate me.

    What should I do?

    I guess I need to buy more groceries, right?

    ***

    Minjae and Seongho’s studio is right next door.

    Seongho didn’t come to the studio today, so Minjae was the only one there, so he was lying on the sofa in the corner of Minjae’s studio.

    I’ve already written everything I need to write.

    I have to stay in the studio anyway until Da-hye’s work is finished, so I’m in Min-jae’s studio room to chat with him.

    “Siwoo.”

    “Why.”

    While drawing a picture, Minjae sighed and turned his chair back.

    Still, I wasn’t worried or anything.

    Vague anxiety?

    He seemed to be worried about that.

    “Strangely enough, you feel anxious because the work is doing well, right?”

    “Do you feel it too? I feel this every day too.”

    “As expected… Even popular writers feel this way.”

    What happens if a popular work suddenly loses popularity and the number of views drops?

    Where did I do wrong? What should I change so that readers will come back?

    These thoughts fill my head.

    People go crazy because of something that didn’t even happen.

    And that anxiety becomes a burden, and the writer who cannot overcome the burden ends up running away.

    You run away from a situation where your work is doing well.

    For example, all year round…

    I have never been in a situation like that.

    Because I believe it will work out somehow.

    Doesn’t my previous work disprove that?

    Unless you do something strange, the sand tower you worked so hard to build becomes a cement tower.

    “You should feel at ease because you have previous work. I say this is my first work…”

    “Then why not change the way you think.”

    “How?”

    “You just think that you are writing a work on a platform that you have never heard of or seen before.”

    “Umm…”

    Surprisingly, this may not be a bad method.

    Isn’t the reason you feel psychological pressure because you keep doing well?

    Then, just pretend it wasn’t going well in the first place.

    I might not even be able to make a living at this rate… I’m done for now…

    Then there won’t be any time to think strange thoughts, right?

    Rather, you won’t even be able to think of it because you’ll be too busy trying to survive.

    “I guess so…”

    “Try it.”

    “But… it doesn’t make sense to work in this work environment if you don’t have a platform and can’t make money.”

    “Hmm…”

    but.

    A 3 million won computer and a 3 million won tablet.

    In addition, there is a studio with a perfect environment.

    In this environment, a simulation that puts you in the worst situation may be difficult.

    “Or will it really create the worst environment?”

    “How?”

    “I’ll make one for the outdoor air room. It’s summer soon.”

    I work coolly in the living room, and Minjae draws in the hellish outdoor room.

    Wouldn’t that make the worst possible situation?

    “Hmm… I think that would be a matter of life…”

    “You should do that much and not think about unnecessary things.”

    “I’ll just try not to think about unnecessary things. I don’t think it’s a good idea to draw in the outdoor room.”

    Sheesh… that’s a shame.

    Then there is nothing we can do.

    “Then why not try redirecting the stress in another direction?”

    “For example?”

    “Dating?”

    “Are you bragging that you have a girlfriend now?”

    “No. Would Taesan be the person you could cling to?”

    “I see… But I don’t want to use dating to relieve that kind of stress.”

    This guy seems to be quite innocent too.

    I know how to say things like that.

    “Now that I think about it, you had a girlfriend.”

    “I told you we broke up.”

    “I know that. Why did you break up?”

    “Umm… It’s annoying…”

    ….my head hurts…

    A guy who dumped his girlfriend because he was annoying doesn’t want to use dating as a way to relieve stress.

    What they say and what they do are very different.

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