8 – Haerin Kang (8)
Haerin Kang (8)
The rules are:
Pretend to be Kang Haerin’s boyfriend.
She thinks of me as her boyfriend, and I accepted that, so I can’t bite her anymore.
2. Show affection to Haerin Kang.
Kang Hae-rin is a murderer, so it’s obvious what she’s going to do from now on, but there’s also my fault.
Fortunately, there is a way to stop that.
She is finding stability in her relationship with me and is in the process of refraining from killing for a while, so if she takes good care of her mentality, innocent people will not be victimized.
This was my duty as her creator.
3. It doesn’t get deeper with Haerin Kang until the end.
It gets a little complicated here.
Kang Hae-rin and my relationship become toxic to each other.
As the relationship deepens, she becomes obsessed with me, but the problem is that I feel burdened by her obsession and dependence and obsess at the same time.
As long as the novel becomes a reality, there is no guarantee that the events in the novel will not happen as they are.
The relationship between us is so narrow that no one can intervene, and the human relationship is completely closed.
At the end of the study, I am almost confined to the mansion she prepared, so I write a novel there.
‘We can only be completed by each other.’
Kang Hae-rin’s line penetrates us.
Back then, I liked the pressure that held my breath like that of a beautiful girl, but now I absolutely don’t like it.
I couldn’t get caught in the past.
No matter how lovable Haerin Kang is, in the long run it is to our advantage to break up with her.
It won’t be easy to cure the disease that leads to the slaughter now, but I wonder if it can be done somehow.
Hope is also a laptop.
“Kang Hae-rin has now been born as a completely new person. Just looking at things like murder makes me sick, and he only does good deeds that suit his face.”
I typed the development I wanted on my laptop, which I typed at will, but it was erased immediately.
It must be governed by probability.
It is an error to say that a crazy beautiful girl character who has committed murder in over 1000 episodes is suddenly reborn.
Still, there was hope.
Because it wasn’t impossible to fix.
“… Kang Hae-rin was thirsty. I wanted to eat strawberry juice. She stopped the Mercedes and went into a nearby cafe to order a drink.”
I held my breath and waited for the laptop’s approval.
… done.
Haerin Kang probably felt a sudden thirst right now and ordered the drink as I typed.
Intervening in a major development is immediately rejected, but controlling minor actions is fine.
The exact range will be known in the future, but it will be possible to rehabilitate her while adjusting appropriately.
If I behave well, it will be possible for Kang Hae-rin to stop killing and break up with me naturally.
The problem is my novel.
Currently, I have to work on 『Kang Haerin Murder Diary』, which guarantees me at least 300 monthly income, throughout the year.
The novel that is currently being serialized on the laptop is an anecdote and has nothing to do with the main story.
So if you want to write, you can keep writing.
However, it was a prick of conscience to let Kang Hae-rin continue to live like that in the novel, saying that he should not become a murderer.
The worst thing is that Kang Hae-rin finds the novel.
What if Kang Hae-rin finds a novel in which she is the main character?
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Just thinking about it is terrifying.
The most threatening thing to me is that Kang Hae-rin will move in a direction different from what I predicted.
She will notice that Kang Hae-rin in the novel is no different from her real self.
Then she’ll go looking for the author, and considering her intelligence, she’ll find me no matter what hacking or whatever.
If Kang Hae-rin reached all these conclusions, he would reach the conclusion that would kill me like the ending of the study.
“… Yes, new wine should be put in new wineskins.”
Goodbye to the past forever.
After thinking about it, I put all of the stockpile on reservation and wrote a notice a week later saying that it would be available all year round.
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I tossed and turned in my sleep because I felt guilty as a writer when I tried to post a sudden year-round announcement.
Anyone who knows my circumstances would understand, but who would believe that a character in a novel appeared?
The writers will start cursing at me for not being a psychopath.
Although he is a psychopath.
I did.
“……”
At least, in order to reduce the guilt, I decided to give the feeling of ending the story in the main stem.
As Sherlock Holmes author Arthur Conan Doyle did, Kang Hae-rin pursues the last victim and disappears together, leaving an open ending.
“… It’s a piece of sh*t.”
I know it’s messed up too.
The readability rate was also a good novel.
If it wasn’t for the current situation, I would have liked to write more than 2,000 episodes.
If you are an avid reader, there is no way you will not know that the author abruptly concludes early without a single double line.
“Sorry, readers.”
Anyway, I finished the latter part like that and made a reservation so that it could be finished within a week and slept.
As a result, I slept later than usual.
I always woke up at 7 am after I became independent, but I must have written until dawn, lectures in the afternoon, and woke up at noon.
Booth woke up and was about to go out into the living room, but the smell of soybean paste stew came through the crack.
“……”
Are you strong?
She knows our house password and treats me like a pet, so that’s good enough.
Let’s act like we cleaned up yesterday.
I am Kang Haerin’s boyfriend.
“Come…”
It raised the tone to the brightest.
“……..”
What I saw was my sister.
She was standing in the kitchen wearing an apron.
“… are you awake?”
My older sister, Lee Da-mi, didn’t even look at the bubbling pot and said, shaking it indifferently with a spoon.
She was looking at her phone with serious eyes.
“Lee Dong-min, don’t you write novels?”
she raised her head and said.
“… Ah, that’s… to write another piece.”
“why?”
“I just wanted to.”
I blurted out my words.
I couldn’t say it was because of Haerin Kang.
If I mention her again, my sister will try to send me to an insane asylum.
Even if that wasn’t the case, I didn’t want Kang Hae-rin and my sister to get involved.
My sister seemed in a bad mood.
Even while eating soybean paste stew, I kept noticing it.
“I will. Stop staring at me and eat comfortably.”
She said.
“I’ll take care of it, but I’m worried. Because I suddenly quit the novel that was published over 1000 times.”
She spoke again after a while.
“Good all year round. However, I also looked into it a bit later, and most of the year-round writers had poor reviews. I don’t know if I have to bear with that. No matter how good the new work is, is there any need to put up with the label?”
she added little.
“By the way, I was wondering what would happen to Harin. As a fan of you, it’s kind of sad.”
Oh right.
My older sister liked Haerin Kang.
At first, I read it because it was the main character of a novel that enabled my younger brother to debut as a writer, but I developed affection after reading a lot of it.
… The reason to tell her even more disappeared.
Except for me, if the girl who knows Hae-Rin Kang best, meets the real Hae-Rin Kang… It’s terrible.
Because of my older sister’s personality, I don’t know what she’ll do to solve this situation for me.
“I’ve been organizing my life well these days.”
The topic was finally passed.
“There were also grapes and peaches. did you buy Why did I eat delivery food and only eat fast food?”
My sister smiled as she put the fruit Haerin Kang bought on a plate and put it on the table.
“good night. look.”
“……”
Peeling off the grapes Kang Hae-rin bought, she said as she put them in her mouth.
“Haven’t you ever contacted that person?”
The smile faded from her face as she spoke.
When referring to her father, she always did.
“… No, no.”
“Don’t take it even if it comes. I did a good job of keeping my mouth shut, but when I see you’re living well by yourself, I’ll think there’s a corner for money to come rolling in. I got a lot of calls like that too. It seems like I gave up these days.”
After a moment’s pause, she said.
′′ I don’t think you need to get your mother’s side either. Well, meddling with your mother might be crossing the line, but I’ve had the same experience. We have only one other blood relative.”
“Yeah… older sister.”
I answered in a low voice.
My biological mother suffered from father’s violence in middle school and left for a certain cult and abroad.
Of course, I heard that too later, but they live there giving birth to men and children designated by the religious leader.
Although her father was a violent person, her mother had a strong fanatical tendency from the beginning.
Even if it wasn’t my father, I was given more homework than school work and was beaten for studying the Bible.
Not a particularly good memory.
I’ve heard it too, but I heard that my sister’s biological mother abandoned her father because of an affair shortly after giving birth to her.
The existence of a mother who does not contact.
There was also this kind of consensus between my sister and me.
Perhaps it was because of my sullen expression, she came to my side and hugged my head to her chest.
It smelled of warm flesh.
“… but I’m glad you made money by writing novels. it’s what i like yes?”
“huh. yes…”
“So what’s your next novel?”
My sister said with her eyes shining.
“If you hate writing novels with murderers, will the next genre be healing?”
It was an older sister who became a doctor of web novels before I knew it.
A few years ago, I was a person who only read pure literature such as Pride and Prejudice and A Room of One’s Own.
Maybe this is also because of me.
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Wearing the sweatshirt and jeans that my older sister bought for me as a gift, I went to room 301 in building D where the class was scheduled.
“Senior Dongmin, here! Wow, awesome!”
“Is it the same class again? It’s fate, old man. fate…”
The women who made a rather burdensome fuss and made all the eyes of the people around me focus on me were the juniors I met in ‘Reading a Novel Ⅰ’.
You asked me whether I write novels or poetry.
I don’t know the name.
I didn’t hear it then.
… I don’t even know the name yet, it’s pathetic.
My friends over there already went beyond being friendly to me and even called me by name, which was rude.
Now, ‘what was your name?’ It was ambiguous to even ask, so I awkwardly waved my hand and answered.
“… Nice to meet you guys…”
I sat down and said.
It’s still hard to talk to strangers.
You’ll know the name as we talk.
‘I’m sorry, guys.’
The two offered an empty seat next to them.
“In a little while, Seyoung will come too.”
Seyoung Park.
The kid definitely remembers.
He said I didn’t ask for his name, so he gave me his name with a wink.
I remember being a very bright child.
Besides, I had a separate seat after that.
I was with my classmate Baek Yoo-ram, and Kang Hae-rin appeared, so the atmosphere in the middle became weird.
“Hello, senior.”
After a while, Park Se-young approached.
“That’s where I was originally, but…”
She said softly as she sat to my right.
It wasn’t an insulting tone.
There were dimples on her cheeks as she smiled.
“You guys are too much. You pushed me away saying you wanted to sit with seniors.”
she said to the women across from me.
While there was a mischievous Tiki-Taka with me in between, a professor who is an active writer came in.
I looked around and there was one empty seat.
“Hey, have you been absent from the first day?”
He called the students by name.
Thanks to the attendance time, I was able to find out the information of the two juniors sitting to my left.
The person who bet that I write a poem was ‘Kim Yoon-a’, and the person who bet that I write a novel was ‘Hwang Ji-young’.
“Lee Dong-min.”
“yes.”
….
I heard Park Se-young call attendance, and while I was taking out my laptop, my finger moved beside me.
Tok, tok.
It was the sound of Park Se-young hitting my desk.
“… uh?”
She made notes in the margins of her notebook.
[Senior, you didn’t know their names, right?]
her eyes widened.
It was a laugh that would kill for fun.
The professor who called all the attendance said.
“Oh, I didn’t call a single person. Maybe a student who hasn’t come yet? Are there any strong students?”
“……”
The professor looked around, but there was no response.
‘Haerin Kang?’
I was nervous and my heart raced.
I never thought that he would be in the same class as me.
‘Still, there’s nothing more dangerous.’
She’s my girlfriend, and admitting that, there’s nothing particularly aggravating about school life.
I just need to behave well.
Then, I spoke from my left side.
“Awesome, you have the same name as the main character in 『Journal』.”