“Ah, so cute. Why are you so cute! What if you’re cuter than me!”

    “Eung… Why are you like this…”

    Even though I was already lovely, can you understand the feeling of wanting to appear even cuter and be treated more beautifully today?

    Eugh… I don’t even know. I want to pat and hug with my heart and such.

    Starting from the morning, my brother was busily taking care of me.

    “Phew… Let’s… take a break today. I want to play games and have fun.”

    “Yeah yeah! You can do whatever you want, Oppa!”

    Having just woken up, my brother sluggishly gets up and leaves the room.

    It’s understandable since he worked hard yesterday, fell asleep, woke up in the early morning, came back home to sleep again, and has just now gotten up.

    “Should I wash your face? I also want to brush your teeth.”

    “Uh… Uh?”

    As much as he has suffered, there are many things I want to do for him now.

    My brother is on the verge of exhaustion.

    Well, I must have exhausted myself to the point where I couldn’t even think for a while, so it must feel like dying, but somehow, I am full of energy.

    I feel like I could run around all night.

    “Should I do it?”

    “It’s okay…”

    “Then, I’ll start making breakfast!”

    What should we do today?

    Ah, we decided to play games with my brother, right?

    But it seems like I won’t be able to focus on the game today.

    Because I just want to see my brother. I might end up neglecting the game character.

    “Ah… It’s really too good.”

    The engagement ring is still missing from my ring finger.

    The gem set in the engagement ring that my brother worked hard for is probably a diamond.

    I can’t estimate how valuable it is, but I’m not interested in this gem.

    The fact that my brother chose me and I happily accepted feels even more significant.

    I’m happy. Truly happy.

    I consider it a real relief that I didn’t lose my memory due to alcohol.

    It’s a dreadful thought that if I had drunk a little more, I would have really lost my memory.

    Oh. It’s a terrible imagination.

    “Hehe. What should I do.”

    I’m already starting to look forward to the wedding.

    My brother in a handsome suit, me in a pretty makeup and a white wedding dress.

    “Ah… What’s this?”

    There’s a vibration in my pocket.

    Hyejin?

    What could be happening since the morning?

    “Hello…?”

    [Emergency! Emergency!]

    “Wha… What?”

    I was taken aback by the urgent voice.

    “Can you help me? I’ll pay double the fee!”

    “What’s going on?”

    “Well… I was planning to teach them naturally like Hyeseon, but everyone… just can’t do it. It’s a big problem. What should I do about this?”

    The project of recruiting ordinary people as models to take natural photos seems to have failed miserably.

    “I told you there was no need for models in the first place.”

    Thanks to all the rolling around, I managed to adapt, but doing that in a day is an unreasonable request.

    “…Can’t you help?”

    I want to have fun.

    I want to be with my brother.

    I want to play games, watch movies together while hugging tightly.

    “Something delicious from the morning…”

    I extended my hand towards my brother.

    “Ah.”

    “Um… I understand for now.”

    “Thank you! I’ll come pick you up right away!”

    “You don’t need to do that.”

    “Oh… Really?”

    I have to take my brother along as well.

    It’s a chance to show him where I work.

    “Since I have a companion now, the car should be fine. Is it okay to go see them?”

    *

    “A model… um… wasn’t it supposed to be a vacation?”

    “They said they’d pay double… and even though I told them not to do it, they ignored me and proceeded, causing chaos. But since they listened to Jung Eun, I feel like going to resolve it today, right?”

    I’m heading to where I work with my brother.

    Every time, this is better than the taxi I usually take.

    Buying a car seems appealing, but it costs quite a bit.

    Even if you buy a used car, just maintaining it with gas and insurance ends up being a waste of money.

    Unless I plan to use it frequently.

    It’s not the case, so it would only lead to losses.

    It’s like throwing away money every day.

    “Anyway, I hope you see me working hard once. I think I’ll be here until lunch… I’ll treat you to a nice place for lunch.”

    “Haha… We’re not a couple, right?”

    “Anyway, that’s what I’m saying. Anyway. Whether it’s me or my brother, we don’t even know how much money we have.”

    “Huh? Want me to tell you?”

    When it comes to money, strangely, people become sensitive.

    They become really cautious.

    Apart from other things, people are sensitive about money in friendships, relationships, and family.

    Money is a delicate matter when it comes to friends separately, lovers separately; it’s all related.

    Revealing how much you have implies that you truly trust the other person.

    “…Tell me later. If you tell me without hesitation, I’ll be surprised.”

    I’ve never been so short of money as to be obsessed with it, but this might be beyond the bounds of courtesy.

    The car drove on and soon arrived at the building.

    Now it feels somewhat like my workplace, which makes me slightly uncomfortable.

    I should feel good if I love my job.

    Although I’m not one to sweat much, after it’s over, I feel a bit uneasy.

    “Anyway… This building isn’t my workplace; there’s a room inside.”

    “Oh… I was a bit surprised.”

    The building is quite large.

    I must have looked as surprised as my brother is now, staring at the building.

    “Here. Go straight down here, and the room on the left is where I work, or should I say, part-time job… Anyway, it’s where I work.”

    Passing through the corridor, several familiar faces greeted us as they passed by.

    “Do you know them?”

    “I don’t?”

    “Oh.”

    Why are they so impressed?

    “I came.”

    “Oh… My savior has come…!”

    Hyejin grabbed my hand and shook it vigorously as she ran towards me like a ray of light.

    “Why savior. Why did you do that?”

    “I couldn’t come up with inspiration…”

    “I told you not to. Trying to get inspired in just one day.”

    There must be a reason for telling someone not to do something, but sometimes it backfires oddly.

    Is this more common among those in the arts?

    “Haha… Sorry… Oh. But this person… Oh! Your boyfriend!”

    “My husband!”

    Yeah. That was odd.

    I’m pretty sure I mentioned being a husband at least once.

    “…Um, would your boyfriend… husband be willing to take a picture together… I’ll pay handsomely for it…”

    “Brother, want to give it a try?”

    “Can’t I just watch…? I have no idea about modeling or anything like that…?”

    Hyejin nodded as if the memory from earlier had resurfaced.

    “Oh! That could work. Let’s do it next time if you’re free!”

    How much did I mess up to end up in this situation?

    I noticed people sitting on chairs around, looking at us with eyes that couldn’t comprehend why they were here.

    Regardless of how they were gathered, judging by their reactions, it was clear that this scene was already a disaster in the making.

    “So, what do I need to do?”

    “Oh. Just stand next to the camera and strike poses that are suitable for the person shooting in front of you.”

    “Naturally?”

    If it’s not natural, then I have to pose in front myself, and the person mimics me.

    Is that considered natural? I’m not sure.

    “That… yes.”

    “Why me specifically? There are other people here.”

    “They’re all busy…”

    Actually, there were others who came here besides me. I watched for a moment and learned something from those who make modeling their profession.

    So, it was my turn next, but… What day was it today?

    I don’t really know, but it seems like it’s the first time Hyojin has been in such a rush.

    Something must have overlapped and piled up, making things difficult.

    Actually, the main reason is probably Hyojin.

    “Got it.”

    “Then let’s start right away!”

    Clapping my hands, I gathered people and explained before lining them up one by one.

    As mentioned earlier, I took my place next to the camera.

    “You sit here, Oppa.”

    “Yeah. I look really cool right now.”

    “Hehe… Oh. Shouldn’t you talk to me since I need to concentrate?”

    “Yeah yeah. Got it.”

    For a moment, my expression almost relaxed.

    “Let’s begin!”

    Depending on the person’s physique, they strike a suitable pose according to the clothes that suit them.

    Since I had to take poses that suited the other person rather than myself, it took a bit of time, but after each shot, the next person would come out right away, so there was no need to worry about changing clothes.

    “Okay!”

    There are people with body types similar to mine, but there are also those with completely different extreme body types.

    And even the genders being different made it much more challenging to pose for them.

    In the end, while the people were ready, I found myself having many concerns.

    “Um… Okay.”

    I just have to think about myself.

    I’ve seen some things so far, and although I’m only briefly taking this as a job, I’ve been keeping an eye on many models because I feel like there’s a lot to learn.

    “Ji-hye, you’re doing great. Just keep it up as you are. We’re almost done.”

    “Yes yes.”

    The continuous shooting, with people replicating the poses I took.

    After hearing countless shutter sounds, the shoot finally ended.

    “Phew… It’s over. Great job, everyone!”

    “Whew…”

    “Ji-hye, thank you so much.”

    Hyojin handed me a drink.

    I poured the cool drink into my throat immediately.

    My dry tongue was relieved, and the burning sensation in my throat subsided.

    “Can I… rest now?”

    “Yes, yes. You don’t have to do anything now. Just relax.”

    Hyojin went to wrap things up, and I pulled a chair over to sit next to Oppa.

    “That was cool. Nice seeing you again.”

    “Hehe. Really?”

    It was hard to contain myself, but Oppa leaned against me and patted my shoulder.

    “Whew… That was tough.”

    Seeing my swollen bank account, I felt somewhat relieved.

    “…Should I have done it too?”

    “Why?”

    “No… never mind.”

    Oppa, who was looking at my phone with me, was smiling wistfully.

    “Come on. I’m treating you to lunch. And we’re going to use this money for weddings, so why are you feeling down?”

    “Acting… modeling… If you’re really good at it, you can make money.”

    “Because you have the face for it, if you just focus a little, you’ll definitely succeed. You say you don’t like it.”

    “But still… I feel like I wouldn’t be good at it. I can’t confidently take on that role. It was really cool.”

    Even if Oppa doesn’t do it, it doesn’t matter.

    It’s the job he chose, after all.

    “Thanks to you being here today, I worked hard, maybe. Please praise me.”

    “Yeah yeah. You were really cool.”

    Oppa continued to pat my head while resting his arm on my shoulder.

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