Ep.5 Hot night, can't sleep - Is it wrong to shout out love from the bottomless pit?

Ep.5 Hot night, can't sleep

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It's strangely quiet and the only sound you can hear is

The sound of the kimchi refrigerator in the living room

There was only the sound of the second hand of the large wall clock.

The kid who grabbed my collar tightly and swallowed dry saliva

Relying solely on the flashlight function of the phone

I headed to the kitchen where there was a candle.

"Why... isn't grandma here..."

Let me turn around with a question

The kid who was following me closely next to me, on my chest

He hit his forehead with a soybean paste.

My forehead was slapped without even giving me a chance to apologize.

As soon as he left her body, he pointed at something with his hand.

It was a note.

The content was like this.

[Are you coming to make a driver?

Since you haven't come for so long, I'm going to go borrow it from Grandpa Park.

Don't do anything stupid and just wait.]

When I looked at it with a flashlight, I saw that it was written in neat handwriting.

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The rain was getting heavier and there was a crack of thunder and lightning nearby, like the howling of a ferocious tiger.

Outside the window, there was a bright light that was either green or purple.

It kept flashing and every time

I felt like my clothes were getting tighter.

Still dripping from that kid

The place I passed was damp.

"First, you... need to wash up."

Shoooooo-

The white smoke coming from my house was obscured by the heavy rain, and I was mopping the dirty floor.

My grandmother was the world's worst when it came to dirty floors.

Because you hate it the most.

Looking for floors that have somehow become dirty with fresh air

I finished cleaning and was just about to wash the mop

He called me from inside the opaque bathroom sliding door.

"Hey... what should I do with my clothes?"

I quickly turned around at the sight of the girl's blurred silhouette.

Now that I think about it, that kid only has wet clothes

They sent me into the bathroom without giving me any clothes to wear.

It's my mistake..

In grandma's room, with the words to wait a moment

I found some suitable clothes.

Judging by the shape of that child earlier, my clothes didn't seem like they would fit. So I hurriedly looked for something to wear.

It wasn't visible at all.

That kid who keeps urging me on by saying, "Hey, I'm cold."

I opened the bottom drawer because I was worried that I wouldn't let him catch a cold after bringing him to my house.

It was only then that I noticed a piece of clothing.

I quickly went to the bathroom and looked through the slightly open door.

I gave the child some clothes.

What is this? It's a piece of fluffy seaweed coming out of the crack.

I kept thinking about her pale wrists.

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"Is this right..?"

The door opened and the first thing you see is

It wasn't her wet hair with smoke rising, nor her moist, flushed lips.

Colorful floral pants filled with various colors

The fluorescent colored hiking tee caught my eye.

-Phew

I tried not to laugh,

Actually, I've been wearing this since before that kid came out.

I promised myself not to laugh while imagining it.

Everything ended in failure.

When I actually saw how I looked, the corners of my lips naturally

I was shaken and eventually I said something cruel

It had no choice but to burst out.

"Stop laughing.."

"Oh, sorry, but what should I do about that funny thing.."

With the child's expression turning sour when told to stop laughing

Now, even if I wanted to stop laughing, I couldn't.

After laughing out loud for a few seconds

I took a deep breath and wiped away the tears that were welling up.

The more I looked at it, the more strange it seemed to fit together.

'That kind of thing suits him well too..'

Highly raised eyebrows and lips that stick out like a duck

It seems to express the child's feelings.

Okay, I'll stop now, he said, gently patting the kid on the shoulder.

He forced a smile as if asking for forgiveness.

Then he said, "It's okay now," as if he had loosened up a little.

Although his tone was harsh, his expression seemed to have relaxed significantly.

'But Grandma, you're quite late...'

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