“Ugh…huff….”

    It wasn’t a pleasant morning, but regardless, the body always woke up at 6 a.m.

    “Oppa….”

    “…Ah.”

    “Today…you know?”

    “Mm-hmm….”

    Oppa is starting work today.

    Both of us look disappointed, but there’s no other way.

    I have to go to work.

    “Ugh.”

    “No…stay lying down. You’re okay today. Rest.”

    I tried to get up, but the pain persisted.

    “It’s okay. It’s actually better if it gets worse today for it to be effective.”

    Fortunately, it wasn’t as painful as yesterday, just the usual discomfort.

    In the end, being in pain is still better than feeling worse.

    “Have something simple to eat. Even just bread before you go.”

    Dragging myself to the kitchen, I heat up a frying pan.

    Toasting bread and frying an egg.

    Once you add ketchup, a tasty meal for a busy morning is ready.

    “Ugh….”

    Lying on the couch close to the bedroom, I set the bread on a piece of paper and lie down again.

    I wanted to get up somehow until Oppa left, but my mind and body were not in sync.

    “Are you really okay?”

    “Yes, just need a little rest…”

    I grab Oppa’s arm, who seems worried.

    “You’ll worry every month like this? Thank you, but…I have work to do. I’ll manage.”

    “Yeah…you won’t collapse for real, right?”

    Answering with a brief smile about the uncertain future.

    “…I’ll be back.”

    “Take care.”

    Seeing off Oppa, my smiling face fades away.

    “Hoo….”

    Finally finished the morning routine.

    Maybe I should prepare soup next time.

    “Ah.”

    “…?”

    Oppa hasn’t left yet.

    He seemed full of things he wanted to say.

    “I…made you late for work.”

    “…Ah.”

    Approaching me, Oppa pats my head.

    “Thank you anyway. Be careful at work today. If it’s too much, just take a break…okay?”

    “Yes…thank you so much.”

    Oppa carefully moves me to the bed.

    “Lie down. It’s okay to sleep comfortably.”

    I don’t let go of Oppa’s hand.

    I don’t want to lose this warmth.

    If I let go, it will soon disappear.

    “I’ll call you during the day. Answer, please.”

    …Can’t make him worry more when he’s already concerned.

    Struggling through the pain, I try to smile again, but Oppa is still by my side.

    “Now…I have to go. I’ll be late for work.”

    “…This is the first time I’ve started to dislike going to work.”

    “Hehe…hurry up.”

    Oppa hesitates while checking the time but doesn’t leave.

    “Um…do I really have to keep calling you?”

    “Yes…hurry up. I’ll take a short nap and wake up immediately.”

    But time was running out.

    After holding my hand one last time, Oppa rushes out.

    The sound of putting on shoes, the door locking and unlocking, and footsteps fading away.

    “Ugh.”

    Maybe it’ll be better if I sleep.

    My body, exhausted from pain, quickly succumbs to drowsiness.

    Hurting but numbing, I surrender to the bed.

    My mind is foggy, and my vision quickly grows heavy.

    For now…let’s sleep and think later.

    *

    “…Ah.”

    Moist again.

    Worried, I lifted the blanket.

    The sanitary pad seemed clean as if I had changed it.

    A damp sheet remained on my waist, seeming like sweat.

    If I change the pad every 3 hours…excluding sleep time…it’s almost 5 or 6 pads.

    Almost a whole pack of pads used without doing anything.

    Almost losing ten thousand won.

    “Sigh….”

    That said, if you don’t change it, it feels uncomfortable, and I heard it’s not good for your skin in the long run.

    Changing in the bathroom as if dragging my body again.

    Still feeling drowsy, I wanted to sleep right away, but at least I have to do my work.

    Perhaps it’s easy, but not that easy of a task.

    The spacious house feels annoyingly distant.

    What’s important is washing and drying.

    If I don’t have clothes to wear tomorrow, it will definitely be inconvenient.

    Of course, my brother’s work clothes are fine to wear, so it doesn’t matter, but we have clothes we’ve been wearing.

    “……”

    Laundry isn’t just throwing clothes into the washing machine.

    It’s about reading the laundry instructions on each piece of clothing, sorting them, and washing accordingly.

    What I dislike the most is dry cleaning, hand wash only, and dry clean only.

    The problem is that all these instructions are on everything.

    On women’s clothes, and even on my brother’s shirts.

    They all say to take them to the dry cleaner, but how much will that cost?

    And if it’s 100% cotton, what does dry cleaning even mean?

    This can be ignored.

    “Ugh….”

    Now that I remember everything, thinking about checking each item in this situation, I would have collapsed already.

    Laundry is done.

    Dishwashing…I just filled it with water.

    Cleaning involved walking around with a mop, wiping the dusty floor adequately.

    “Ah….”

    It’s driving me crazy.

    Even more surprising is the prohibition of caffeine.

    Is there really a woman who didn’t consume caffeine that day?

    I feel like I could fall asleep on the couch right now.

    I look at the tea cabinet.

    If caffeine is prohibited, let’s try some tea.

    My brother and I are people who inevitably like caffeine.

    He’s a socialite who really loves coffee, and I just like coffee.

    “Ha.”

    I never thought about drinking it.

    Accompanied by coffee was herbal tea.

    Since I couldn’t sit down to boil water in the coffee pot, I tried fidgeting around with my feet, but eventually gave up due to pain.

    The water bubbled and boiled, then automatically turned off.

    I grab a mug.

    Black cat, and white cat.

    My brother and me.

    When the mugs meet, the black cat gives a kiss to the white cat.

    We bought them as a pair for a double date.

    Recalling that day’s memory briefly lifted my spirits.

    “That day….”

    Oh, how annoying.

    What’s with this distracted mind?

    I don’t understand my own feelings.

    “Um….”

    Apart from that, it’s herbs.

    Herbal tea, huh. I wonder who made it.

    “Phew…phew…hot! Too hot….”

    I boiled it too much.

    In my daze, I forgot even the basic rule to turn it off before boiling while trying various distractions.

    I’m such a scatterbrain.

    “Phew…phew…huh…fool.”

    I feel unfairly treated.

    Nothing ever goes right.

    “Sigh…sigh….”

    All kinds of irritations arose in the tea I boiled to make myself comfortable.

    The tea…was just drinkable.

    …Should I call my sister?

    “Sister….”

    Normally, I used to keep myself busy until someone called, but maybe I’ve become more needy for attention.

    [Are you feeling better today?]

    “Not at all….”

    Even if I try to smile now, I can’t seem to manage it.

    No matter how much I think about it, I seem to be quite severe.

    [Hmm…do you really want to go to the hospital? I’m not sure either…but your voice already sounds painful.]

    “Later…later.”

    [Delaying things might make it harder. Especially since your condition is unique, you need to be more careful.]

    It hurts, but I don’t want to go to the hospital.

    I don’t feel like I’m dying yet.

    Last time too…it ended without actually dying.

    [As a last resort, there’s also the option of just living with you. I mean, until I know women perfectly.]

    When I took charge, it was said that along with keeping secrets, I also took on management.

    For the improvement of the quality of life and health of TS patients….

    “…All an act?”

    [I agreed to take this on, but wanting to get close to Wisdom is purely my own desire.]

    “Really…?”

    I know.

    That unni isn’t someone who can be easily deceived.

    I’m well aware of her clear personality and her genuine kindness that makes me feel like a real younger sibling.

    This… is not my intention.

    Nor is it some kind of feeling bubbling up from within.

    I like unni.

    [I… I hope you don’t get hurt. Really. If I were to walk past the fact that my favorite little sister is in pain and end up on a path of no return, I would be truly sad… That’s what I’m saying.]

    “…I’m sorry.”

    “So, do you really have to go to the hospital!?”

    “Ah… I understand. Thank you.”

    Coming back, I heard about something left unfinished yesterday.

    It’s about giving a more detailed explanation about women.

    “Ah….”

    [Women might not know this well either. Sigh… Nowadays or in the past, sex education isn’t at a level where it could be called sex education….]

    Taking birth control pills doesn’t immediately result in contraception… that was another pill known as emergency contraception.

    Unni complains strangely about birth control pills, condoms, and feels uncomfortable about menstruation.

    I didn’t have such thoughts before, but now I’m starting to realize.

    Oh… Ah… I let out an exclamation.

    “Uh… but are you resting today?”

    [Yes!]

    “I’m sorry for disturbing your rest.”

    “I actually want to go see Wisdom right now? I need to make sure she’s okay to be able to rest.”

    “Ahaha….”

    Seems like I worry others due to my frail body.

    Not a good thing, and my perception of myself is gradually changing.

    Frail.

    Becoming a woman who worries about suddenly collapsing when alone.

    I don’t necessarily think I want to become a strong woman by changing this perception, but I feel like I should exercise.

    [Anyway… I’ll go check on my health while I’m at it.]

    “…Now?”

    “No matter how much I think about it, now seems like the perfect time to check.”

    “Ah… okay.”

    A rustling sound comes from the phone.

    Seems like they’re really coming.

    [But… do I need permission from my boyfriend…?]

    Probably feeling somewhat relieved that a nurse will personally take care of me.

    In any case, I left a message.

    “I think it’ll be fine if they come.”

    [I’ll finally get to see their face after a long time. Hehe… I’m so happy.]

    There were both worried thoughts and a hint of dark intentions.

    …If they’re going to take care of me, this seems pretty generous.

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