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Oh right—
I couldn't greet my younger sibling because I was busy.
I should tell my sister that she got a job haha
Turururu -
Turururu,
After the phone rang a few times, Suyeon answered.
" hello? "
Her younger sibling was six years her junior. With their parents gone and only the two of them remaining in the household, Su-a was the young head of the household. For various reasons, she had helped find an apartment for her sibling, and her younger sister, a high school sophomore who should have been going through puberty, had matured far too early. Su-a had worked an extra part-time job to finally buy the long padded coat that all her friends wore, as her sister couldn't even bring herself to ask for it. She always felt sorry that she couldn't treat her sister better than others. Despite growing up in such hardship, her sister had never once strayed down the wrong path; she was the kind of sister Su-a cherished so much that her heart ached whenever she thought of her. When she heard her sister's voice, tears welled up before she could even hear it, blurring her vision.
"Suyeon"
"Suyeon, it's your older sister."
"...Sua unnie?"
" huh. "
"Your phone number... changed?"
"Yeah, due to circumstances... I found a job."
Job?
"I'm sorry, but I can't say what kind of job it is... but they live at home and their salary is about 7 million won."
"Hieee??????"
It was tough, but I could do anything to see my younger sibling's delightful surprise.
"Sister..."
" huh? "
"You... you're not going somewhere to get forced into prostitution, are you?"
Of course not. I was about to say that, but I couldn't breathe.
It wouldn't be surprising if something like that happened to me at any moment. I needed to answer quickly to reassure Suyeon, but strangely, I couldn't seem to open my mouth.
Sister?
"…Ah, yeah. The signal was a bit strange for a moment.
No. I don't do things like that.
Suyeon.
Suyeon is just happy.
That's just all you have to do, and it's your duty.
I'm perfectly fine, so don't worry and just take care of yourself. Make sure to tell me if anything is difficult.
Got it, Seo Su-yeon?
"Okay, unnie," Suyeon replied, shedding tears. Soon, Sua hung up first. After saving the number on the new phone, she picked up the document.
Relieved by the difficulty being easier than expected, I tied my hair up, put on my glasses, and started correcting typos.
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(Side Talk)
Is Suyeon really just a passing friend? 😌
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Fortunately, the work was really easy, so I was able to finish before darkness fell outside. I took the documents to the study and knocked on the door.
" who? "
It's me, Seo Su-a.
Come in.
I opened the door and entered the study, and Kim Min-kyu turned toward the door and looked at me. As I picked up the document and put it down, he rummaged through it for a moment.
"...You did well."
Go inside and rest.
" yes. "
I answered mechanically and turned to leave, but he hugged me from behind.
Just a shop?
"Why... are you doing this?"
"Phew - "
Just as I was flustered as he grabbed my shoulder and turned me around, our lips lightly touched and then pulled away.
Put me to sleep.
When do you sleep?··· "
" I don't know. "
" ···^^;; "
" no? "
No, it's good, it's good^^;;
Have they lost their discipline a bit?
"No, haha..."
"Anyway, goodbye. See you later."
I went out of the study and stood in front of the door for a while.
...What does that crazy bastard mean by asking to be put to sleep??!??!?!?
I went up to my room and lay down, still not fully conscious.
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After washing up and lying in bed trying to fall asleep,
Squeak -
The door opened.
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Put me to sleep.
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crazy??!?
I was pretending to be asleep when a psycho came and lay down next to me.
It was the bird that screamed the loudest internal scream of my life inside, hugging me from behind as I lay turned to the side.
"I said let me sleep..."
He grumbled quietly to himself, then fell silent.
···to?
Were you really just asking to be put to sleep?
I felt embarrassed for having such strange thoughts to myself. My face felt like it was currently the color of a tomato.
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Everyone, I really want to reply to each and every one of you, but I don't know what to say. I'm just not good at this kind of thing. I want to reply with some wit, but I feel like if I reply like an idiot, it'll be worse than not replying at all. Still, even though I can't reply, I always get such great strength from reading your comments. I'm so touched by the support you send me from time to time. I love you all!