108 – Dongmin Lee (43)
Dongmin Lee (43)
She lost her first professional composure and waited impatiently beside her while I continued to read her PD’s ‘wrong comment’ with hyper concentration.
“I…”
“Wait a minute.”
I was sitting on the side of the three-person sofa where Aye Ban Yuri PD was sitting and looked at her laptop.
Her knees bumped slightly.
I could feel PD-nim’s flinch, but I concentrated so much that I didn’t even pay attention to it.
I’m sure.
This comment was written two or three days ago.
In other words, it was written before 『Journal』 Was transformed.
Now that it has been proven that the texts that Haerin gave me and the texts that Jiyoung Hwang and Yuna Kim had are not originals, this will be a pretty strong stepping stone.
I concentrated as if I was being sucked into the screen, and in the meantime, PD-nim laughed as if he was in trouble.
“Now, author, being this close…”
“………”
“………”
While I was organizing my thoughts in my head, PD-nim said to me with an awkward expression.
“… Can I use the bathroom?”
“Yes.”
“……”
She leaves.
I was lost in thought.
I can’t see the original version of the novel from 2 or 3 days ago, but there are some things I can guess from PD Ban’s comment.
If you compare the current 『Journal』 With the then 『Journal』, At least there is a ‘condition of transformation’ between them.
This was a natural consequence.
Once I’m obsessed with one thing, I rarely think about anything else, so I completely forgot that Ban PD-nim was at home as a guest.
Until she drops something.
“… I’m sorry…”
Looking up, it seems PD Ban dropped a book while examining the large bookshelf installed in the living room.
She apologized again with her blushing face.
“Sorry…”
I finally came to my senses.
“Oh, no. PD, I’m really sorry. Would you like to sit I’ll get you something more to drink. And can you send me that file?”
“Yes? But wrong…”
“It doesn’t matter.”
“… Yes, then…”
PD-nim returned to the sofa in an awkward position.
I got up again and searched the refrigerator and her cupboards for something she could eat and drink.
Then I found a bottle in the corner of the refrigerator.
There was a little thick yellow liquid.
In fact, Harin did prepare the meal, but even when he was hungry and rummaged through the refrigerator, he never thought to pay attention.
But, perhaps because of the excitement of discovering the clue to the 『Journal』 Transformation, it caught my eye strangely.
‘Is it like citron tea?’
I took it out and opened the lid.
It smelled.
Lemon-like, yet slightly sweet smell.
Even so, the tip of my nose tickled.
I realized that it was the same pale yellow drink that Harin gives me every night.
What is certain is that even in terms of texture and color, it wasn’t the same thing as deficiencies.
“……”
I took it out on impulse.
I was trying to get on two, but I didn’t think it would be a good idea to give something unknown to the PD, so I only got on mine.
I brought the glass to the table in the living room.
“Thank you.”
PD-nim somehow lowered his head to me with a more polite tone and behavior than the first time.
“… Um?”
She said before bringing the teacup to her lips.
PD-nim’s eyes were on my teacup.
“Is that the car?”
“Yes, drink every night…”
“I drank that too.”
“Yes?”
“When I came here before, Mr. Harin gave me a ride. I heard that you eat it before going to bed, so it seems to have a calming effect on your mind and body. I’m sure even then…”
“… Sure?”
“I was asleep. Embarrassingly.”
Ban PD said, slightly sticking out her tongue.
“You fell asleep?”
“I must have been tired. It’s a ridiculous excuse, though. Anyway, at that time, my condition suddenly deteriorated, so I continued to suffer from headaches even after waking up, so I took a vacation in a hurry.”
“Are you on vacation?”
“Yes, it was a real nuisance to Mr. Harin. My legs were shaky and my vision was spinning, so I was in no condition to drive, but I was very grateful that Mr. Harin told me to go after resting at home.”
The chattering PD.
“Ah, that was when I didn’t live with the writer. You came to see the writer and only saw Harin’s face before you left. Oh, come to think of it, the writer and the two of you misunderstood, so I screamed and just did that.”
She let out a girlish laugh as if she remembered an interesting episode.
Later, I somehow made an excuse for her, but it must have been the day she raised her knife to kill her because she misunderstood that Haerin killed her class PD and fed her to me.
“………”
I asked her.
“Did you eat this back then?”
“Yes, I think the scent was a little stronger. Well, it’s your taste. But what kind of car is this?”
I didn’t answer.
No, I couldn’t answer.
Because I was curious about that the most.
I wasn’t sure, but I don’t have any heartache.
But there is no physical evidence.
“………”
“Can I drink that too?”
At that time, the PD said.
“I had a bit of a headache right after drinking it and was almost unconscious, but the fatigue recovery effect seemed to be great. Perhaps there is such a function, but wouldn’t it be okay to drink a little lightly?”
No, it’s dangerous.
But I didn’t say no to that.
“………”
I passed her glass to her as if possessed.
“Eat this. I’ll get a new one.”
I got up from my seat.
I turned my back on the living room and went to the kitchen.
The coffee pot worked.
The yellow liquid was poured into a cup.
The water started to boil.
I poured it into a teacup.
“………”
And when I turned around.
“………”
PD Banyuri was lying on his side.
#
This proves one thing.
Haerin was giving me sleeping pills.
Sleeping pills or whatever terminology is fine.
They drugged me, either because they wanted me to lead a regular life or to do something shady.
And waking up at 8 o’clock every time.
It was all her plan.
I lifted the fallen class PD’s head and corrected his posture so that he could sit on the sofa.
Even though they had known each other for a long time, the sagging body of a woman with no physical contact was very heavy.
Like a dead person.
As soon as I sat her down, she fell on her side again and leaned her head against my chest.
I couldn’t push her away.
Even though I coordinated her movements with some pretty clumsy movements, I hit her head on her chest, and she didn’t wake up.
The effect was more than expected.
It was only then that the volume of the high-quality classical music playing at 8 am seemed to explain.
I can’t wake up unless it’s that loud.
… Why did Harin do that?
I know what she did.
After she put me to bed too, she fell right back to sleep.
No, almost at the same time.
After that, she got up earlier than me, took a shower, and did her chores, and then she looked at me.
Depending on the person, it can be creepy, but I was used to Haerin’s dangerous character, so I thought that kind of behavior was just okay.
In the ‘original story’, she fell in love with me and even murdered her after realizing that my love was not real.
‘But.’
I swallowed.
The list of things Haerin does after I fall asleep are all based on what was written on the notebook.
I turned my head.
The red wine-colored laptop on the side table in front of my studio on the first floor was firmly closed.
From noble mtl dot com
A monster that has been with Haerin since his appearance until recently.
It was a magical tool that showed, relayed, and explained Haerin’s every move.
While going through ups and downs, the function changed subtly, but after I got used to living with Haerin, I stopped using it.
Using a laptop itself is seeing Haerin not as a person but as her character.
But can you trust that?
I carefully laid PD-nim back on the sofa and approached the wine-red laptop.
Starting at midnight, this relays Haerin.
No, to be precise, I record it.
In the past, the laptop used to relay her actions moment by moment, without delay, but it is different now.
At first, I thought this was the aftermath of Haerin realizing that he was a character in her novel.
But is it really?
Ominous thoughts ran through my skin.
I reached for it.
Maybe I was too complacent about how this notebook works?
Why didn’t I watch this notebook write anew at midnight?
No, I tried.
But at that time I was sleeping every time.
… Is that a coincidence?
What if the reason Haerin kept me asleep every time had something to do with this laptop?
My hair was brittle.
At that time, the phone vibrated.
I was startled.
I walked slowly towards it.
[Haerin Kang]
“………”
What is this exquisite timing?
I accepted it with a shudder.
I heard Harin’s voice.
[I’m on my way back now.]
Her voice was the same as usual.
“………”
The shared schedule behind her back said that she would only return in the evening.
She thoroughly protects it.
No, are you trying to appear guarded?
Being bound by it, and forcing it on me, is narrowing the range of predictive behavior.
For what the hell?
No, is this an exaggerated idea?
I asked in a trembling voice.
“Haerin, what the hell… Why did you put me to sleep every night?”
There was a slight delay.
Haerin said.
[Did you know?]