70 – Dongmin Lee (5)
Dongmin Lee (5)
Haerin Kang and I live together only in the climax of the side story where my owner character appears in 『Journal』.
In the side story, Lee Dong-min and Kang Hae-rin look sweet on the outside, but in reality, Lee Dong-min lived with Kang Hae-rin thoroughly and servilely.
Lee Dong-min pretends to love her because he doesn’t want to be killed by the worst killer he’s ever created, while Hae-rin Kang thinks he really loves her.
Kang Hae-rin becomes increasingly obsessed with Lee Dong-min’s existence, and eventually she can’t stand his betrayal and kills him.
The Creator does not love you.
That in itself was a betrayal to her.
But now it is different in many ways.
First of all, I don’t have to look at Haerin Kang.
She already knew that she was a character in a novel, and she knew that I doubted her.
Our cohabitation is a contract entered into in mutual cooperation, in which she protects me and I protect her.
So even though it looks the same as the side story, like Lee Dong-min in the novel, I wasn’t unhappy.
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After being discharged, about a week has passed.
The morning was with an alarm.
Thanks to her, I was living my routine like a world class soccer player.
I didn’t think of it as meddling.
Thanks to that, I felt like my body became healthier and my mind became stronger day by day.
When I heard the alarm at 8 and woke up, Haerin had already finished cleaning the morning and was preparing meals.
Slightly sweet pork stir-fry and miso soup.
After showering, it was plated.
“Mmm, delicious.”
“is it so?”
Harin, as always, was sitting across from me with her apron on, tilting her head and looking at me.
A happy smile.
If you recall the setting that Kang Hae-rin does not feel emotions, it is an expression that can be felt as a pretense.
But as long as it’s with me, it’s real.
It was one of the restrictions I placed on Kang Hae-rin.
She becomes ‘real’ by my side.
“… I’m a bit worried because I keep watching, but Haerin, why don’t you eat too? It’s so delicious.”
I glanced at him and slipped out the stir-fried pork belly.
She shook her head.
I carefully picked up the meat with my chopsticks.
She yum and took it.
“Give me another.”
“……”
I smiled and held it out.
This time it went into the mouth.
“As expected, what you give me is delicious!”
“… The flattery goes too far.”
“Aren’t you Abu? He made me like this. I can’t even taste it if you’re not by my side.”
I laughed awkwardly.
“That’s right…”
To say that it’s a shriveled word that can usually be said between lovers, that was a fact without adding or subtracting.
Without me, Haerin doesn’t feel the senses.
“Come to think of it, then how did you season it?”
“It’s not difficult. Because there is a recipe.”
Haerin Kang said simply.
Of course, as she said, I understand that it is not easy to cook without seasoning, no matter how well-prepared the recipe is.
It must be her ability.
I ate and wrote.
I agreed with PD Ban Yu-ri and decided to redistribute the work, but in case malicious comments poured out, I decided to build up some stockpile.
I didn’t even want to check the malicious comments, but if my mentality is shaken, I won’t be able to complete it again.
It was a nuisance to the readers as it was already open throughout the year without permission, and the work was taken down and resumed again.
Also, there is no face to face throughout the year.
“They say there is a voice recognition function.”
Haerin still gave me advice as if it was regretful on the day I was casting an eagle hitter with one hand.
But I decided to type it myself, even though it was slow.
He also refused help from Harin.
This work was something I had to deal with.
It was also a conscience to entrust a novel that was bound to receive malicious comments to someone else.
Not to mention, it never happened to Haerin.
Is it a psychopath to have the person involved in the end of a novel in which he himself appears as a murderer?
“Do I need to worry about running bad comments in advance?”
Harry also said so.
But I shook my head.
Since I decided to turn the direction of 『Journal』 in a hurry to Kang Hae-rin’s happy ending, the reader’s reaction was obvious.
This time, when I stopped and resumed the serialization, I skimmed through the first part, but this was not a thriller.
It was also close to Kang Hae-rin’s misfortune porn.
Of course, I don’t feel sorry for Kang Hae-rin because he’s a charismatic character who lacks nothing in terms of beauty or ability, but just like Batman, it was a very unfortunate narrative when viewed as an individual.
A young woman who was born as a bastard, suffered abuse, developed mental illness, committed murder, and lived alone without socializing with people for the rest of her life.
I felt guilty at the thought that 『Journal』 itself was a novel made by rolling characters to extremes.
Of course, the first reason for choosing a happy ending was to receive as little damage as possible when this novel materialized.
Therefore, malicious comments were expected.
It would be a story that betrays the existing readers who would have enjoyed Kang Hae-rin rolling and writing the villains.
No more villains will appear, and Kang Hae-rin will not kill or suffer.
Her interests will be directed elsewhere.
This drift, existing readers will not accept.
… It must be strange that there are no malicious comments.
Instead, I increased the amount a bit.
I’m not sure if I’ll be satisfied with this.
After investing a few hours like that, and writing about two episodes, a peaceful daily life continued, such as reading and doing various miscellaneous tasks.
For me, who suffers from social phobia and paranoia, the present without any conflicts from human relationships was heaven.
I didn’t have to meet strangers, and there was only Kang Hae-rin, who was kind and kind to me, and beautiful.
In the late evening, I took a walk and saw the twinkling stars, and looked down at the night view.
Haerin’s house was located on a high ground in the rich village, so I could see the view below.
At night, we watched a movie together in the living room.
It was a happy life without conflict.
However, while Haerin’s eyes were looking at me with deepening joy, even at the moment when my heart, which had suffered from chronic anxiety, became at peace, even while the end of 『Journal』 was well-
The low frequency of anxiety continued.
Once there was no response from detectives.
Categorical Detective and Detective Park Seong-gang all seemed to trust me with the help of Ban Yi-jae, but as if they had promised, they were no longer receiving calls from me.
Occasionally, I received a text message saying that I was sorry because I was busy with work, but there was no contact after that.
Of course, he had no time to ask about his sister.
If Haerin Kang is right, and if what the laptop says is right, they have already made contact with her sister.
Then why don’t you let me know?
And your sister’s final plan is-
Making them chase Kang Hae-rin.
“……”
That much I still don’t understand.
I still didn’t believe the stories that my sister liked me as a ‘man’.
I was vehemently denying it.
However, that was the only reason I could think of why he was trying to widen the gap between Kang Hae-rin and me.
The thought of my sister haunted me.
Kang Hae-rin’s mansion had the most rooms and was spacious on the first floor, and it was designed up to the second floor. It is ambiguous to call it a ‘third floor’, but there were places that looked like attics.
I went up there often.
Coincidentally, that space reminded me of my older sister.
It’s the most cramped space in the mansion, but it’s close to the sun, so you can bathe in the sun.
under a sunny window.
I used to lie on a bean bag and read.
Memories of my sister and I, who lived together, came to mind when I was poor because of the moderately small space.
When she came back from school, she would somehow cook for me with flour and eggs at home.
Without my sister, I would always starve.
It was a narrow space, just like now, and we spread out the folding board and put our heads together to get a meal.
“……”
In my memory, my older sister was not a bad person.
Of course, loving your younger brother doesn’t make you a bad person, but at least it’s not that kind of distorted love.
No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t accept it.
Something is wrong.
She was looking to replace my mother, not to be a girlfriend or wife.
All these kinds of thoughts and feelings of guilt, etc., often made me anxious even when I was happy.
At night, I heard the low frequencies of misfortune ‘for real’.
Maybe two weeks after moving?
When I woke up after wandering through a nightmare I couldn’t remember, it was just past midnight.
We were still using each room.
Knowing the plot of the side story, I was putting off sleeping with her as much as possible, using various excuses.
She had a lot of complaints, but she kept the promise she made with me when she first came here.
When I stayed up all night with open eyes like that, I was confused whether the ‘sobbing’ was a dream or a real thing.
There were sounds that sounded like whispers, words of curses, words of anger, and sounds like sobs.
It could be heard from one of the rooms on the first floor.
However, when I came out of the living room, the sound was gone.
I went back to my bedroom.
This happened once every few days.
There was no further contact from detectives.
Tick tock, tock.
I lay in bed and thought.
‘A place to sob.’
There is only one place.
From the time I entered Kang Hae-rin’s mansion, no, even before that, if I hadn’t looked at the laptop, I would have suspected the basement as the first place for my sister.
underground torture chamber.
I couldn’t shake my suspicions that Kang Hae-rin still kidnapped my sister and imprisoned her there.
Conversely, if you only check that place, your suspicions about Haerin will be removed.
But what about this story?
It was obvious that she would be embarrassed.