episode_0054

I moved houses and found a new place to live.

Finding a house wasn’t difficult.

Thanks to Dad arranging the house, we could move quickly.

Upon arriving home, the first thing I changed was the bed.

I moved the current bed to another room and replaced it with a bed where two people could lie down together, alongside Ji-won.

Whenever I moved, I thought I should change it someday.

I started unpacking the essentials right away.

I still need to quickly open the remaining boxes.

“Hey, Kim Ji-won, where are you?”

I haven’t seen Ji-won since earlier.

Where on earth is this guy and what is he doing?

He’s already busy, making things even busier…

“Oh.. this little rascal.”

What is this guy up to now?

When I came to my senses, Ji-won was unfolding something like a book inside a box.

He’s already so busy, what on earth is he doing now?

Approaching Ji-won, I checked what he was up to.

“What the hell, my album…!!!”

Ji-won had my album and seemed to be enjoying it.

Why is he finding joy in seeing that?

Moreover, he just called me a little rascal earlier…?

This guy probably saw my picture in the album and called me a little rascal.

“I must have misheard.”

“No, I’m pretty sure I heard correctly.”

“I must have misheard.”

So, I told Ji-won to leave only important things in the house after snatching my album from him.

After organizing the belongings to some extent and leaving some behind,

Ji-won said he was hungry, lay down on the bed, and requested food.

“Ji-hoo, let’s make some food.”

Realizing he hadn’t even had lunch, I decided to quietly order jjajangmyeon and called the restaurant to place an order.

“Of course it’s jjajangmyeon for moving.”

Ji-won nodded at my words and said he would stay lying down until the jjajangmyeon arrived.

Seems like he’s really exhausted.

Once we finish eating, I’ll ask him to rest while I finish the rest of the work myself.

Since I seem to handle it alone without any issues.

Thinking of handling it alone for now, I told Ji-won to rest a bit.

After waiting for about 20 minutes, the food arrived.

Ji-won started unwrapping the packaging as if possessed.

“Spectacular~ Spectacular~ Amazingly spectacular~”

And then, he started eating while singing some strange song.

I made him eat slowly and then, when Ji-won finished his meal, he said he was tired and decided to lie down on the bed and fell asleep.

Rather than dealing with his noise, it seems quicker this way.

Taking advantage of Ji-won sleeping, I decided to quickly finish organizing the belongings.

After finishing the organization, I entered the bedroom where Ji-won was sleeping.

He was sleeping soundly.

Somehow, it irritated me.

Here I am working hard, and he’s just sleeping by himself?

Feeling annoyed, I approached Ji-won and pinched his cheek.

But… despite pinching his cheek, he continued sleeping.

“What? Did you die or something?”

I thought he would wake up in pain, but he completely overturned my expectation.

When I asked if he was dead, he just slept peacefully without saying a word.

Well… as long as he’s breathing, he’s probably not dead.

Feeling relieved, I looked at Ji-won sleeping.

I also need to help Dad with his work starting tomorrow.

Thinking it will be tough from tomorrow onwards, I went back to the living room, connected the fridge, put in frozen foods, and started drinking a can of beer.

While drinking beer, I contemplated what to do next.

Although there are immediate tasks at hand,

Thinking about the future became even more daunting.

The future seems scary, and I don’t know what to say.

So, I gazed at Ji-won sleeping for a while.

“Hehe… So many damn Chinese people.”

Is she sleep-talking? Jiwoon began mumbling something continuously.

Does this idiot have no worries at all?

Or maybe, she just doesn’t have any thoughts.

I liked Jiwoon’s appearance like this.

I envied her carefree demeanor. Even after becoming a woman, I fell for that unchanging aspect of her.

For me… there is fear ahead.

I thought I had no freedom.

When Jiwoon enjoys herself, am I finding solace in watching her?

I don’t know. Just seeing Jiwoon’s thoughtless state right now doesn’t solve anything.

Still… I feel like I need to gather strength.

Thinking that way, after finishing a can of beer and tidying up to some extent, I confirmed that.

Then, I lay down on the adjacent bed with Jiwoon to sleep.

Hmm… even with two people lying down, there’s plenty of space.

That’s why I opted for a slightly expensive but larger bed.

With about two more kids able to fit in, there’s still room left.

It’s not too bad, I think to myself, quietly closing my eyes.

I decided to wait until tomorrow morning.

**

“Hehe.. My head hurts…”

The next day, while getting ready for work, Jiwoon suddenly complained of a headache.

What did she eat wrong?

She mentioned having headaches lately.

There are cases where someone who eats a lot suddenly wants to diet and loses their appetite, not eating.

I thought maybe it’s serious enough to go to the hospital. I suggested going, but she said, “It’s just a cold. Resting at home should be fine.”

Maybe she didn’t want to worry me. She just said it’s okay, not to worry too much.

But if she suddenly says she’s in pain in front of me, of course I’ll worry.

I don’t know what to say about this.

For now, I told her okay and asked her to call me immediately if anything happens.

Jiwoon agreed and hurried off to work.

That’s how she started learning the job with Dad.

Since she has little experience in construction work, she only did simple tasks like moving things and counting construction materials.

Seems like they’re giving her tasks that don’t require much effort.

Roughly assigning her tasks involving calculations.

After work, she even thought about what to eat for dinner.

On the way back, I called Jiwoon to ask what she wanted to buy at the mart.

“I’m going to the store, what do you want?”

“Hehe.. Oranges?”

“Why oranges?”

“Lemons are fine too. I feel like eating something sour.”

Did stress from moving change her taste buds?

She used to prefer sweet over sour.

Suddenly, she wanted something sour.

“Jihoo, what’s wrong?”

Dad, who was next to me, came over and asked what was going on.

“Lately, Jiwoon has been having headaches and wanting to eat sour things.”

When I told Dad, he looked at me for a moment and said, “Son, could that be pregnancy?”

“Oh damn. Father, just hearing those words made me shudder, please don’t say such scary things again.”

“No, it’s really similar. Your stepmom had the same reaction.”

Dad said seriously, with a hint of seriousness mixed into his words.

“Your mom went through a lot because of that. Now it’s your turn.”

“Dad.. I’m really scared.”

His words honestly gave me goosebumps.

It’s truly eerie and frightening. I hoped it wasn’t true.

**

“Uweeek…”

I prayed it wasn’t true.

I bought meat, grilled it for Jiwoon, and when I handed it to her, she clutched her stomach and rushed to the bathroom.

I’ve seen this a lot in dramas.

But… it’s not a happy situation in reality.

I had my suspicions, but in my mind, I prayed it wasn’t true.

It can’t be… Why is she throwing up?

“Ugh.. It’s so nauseating… I don’t want to eat.”

Please eat it, I wanted to say it’s just because of a cold.

“Jiwon… I have something serious to tell you.”

“What is it?”

“Well… It seems like my thing has become quite… well-endowed.”

He said that to Jiwon, but…

“Oh.. that’s gonna be a pain in the ass.”

“Really?”

“Yeah! Wasn’t I a damn manly guy? Me getting pregnant? Hey, my sperm must’ve killed all your eggs with its manly vigor~.”

Jiwon said with a laugh.

That… makes sense, right?

It’s absolutely absurd for a friend who had a sex change to be pregnant.

I think I misunderstood. Apologizing, Jiwon went back to the room as is.

Yeah… it can’t be true.. it won’t be.

**

Damn it.

I somehow managed to convince Jiho that it’s not true.

Checked online and looked at the symptoms.

Damn it, it’s a pregnancy scare.

I’ve been doubting my body’s condition lately too.

I never thought Jiho would bring this up.

It’s not confirmed yet, so I denied it to avoid worrying Jiho unnecessarily.

But what if it’s confirmed?

Unconsciously, I started worrying, clutching my stomach.

I can’t handle this alone.

No, it’s probably just a normal illness.

Yeah.. it must be that way… it should be…

Somehow… I feel anxious without knowing why.

I probably need to buy ‘that’ tomorrow.

I think it’s something sold at pharmacies from what I know.

I don’t know how to talk about this…