Cherry(2)
I couldn’t help but lose my mind for a moment as I looked at the phrase that decorates the very end.
It was summer. Before I moved here, it was a phrase I often saw on the Internet.
Even with all sorts of nonsense in front of you, if you say ‘It was summer’, you can feel it emotionally, a magical sentence.
As for the sentence itself, it can be said that it is good because it is somewhat lyrical and emotional, but it has changed into a kind of meme.
In other words, if it was summer, one sentence would dismiss all the preceding stories as ‘nonsense’.
It is a form of concentrating as much as possible, and then realizing late that all the stories that preceded it with one sentence are fiction.
‘Is the light road ending…?’
Is it because of that? I couldn’t take my eyes off the ending of Cherry’s first work, Red Sunset, once again.
Wait a minute, maybe for about a second? He doubted Cherry. If it wasn’t for that, this sentence wouldn’t come out of nowhere.
However, Cherries are 100% pure, people born in this world. Unlike me, I am not an immigrant from another world.
Even after about 20 years have passed since the reincarnation, it is possible that the brain that was pickled on the Internet responded automatically.
Above all else, it is perfect for a lyrical ending if the sentence itself is taken into account.
It’s definitely not going to be ‘Ah, a f*cking dream’ or ‘Brother, is this kid smiling?’
I want to believe so. Otherwise, it will burn vigorously.
“Are you a cherry?”
“yes······”
I removed my gaze from the sentence and asked Cherry. Then she answered with her characteristic cloudy eyes.
Then, after a long period of contemplation, he finally opened his mouth.
“Will it end like this?”
“For now…”
“Isn’t it all of a sudden that this was a dream or that God gave a fantasy for the protagonist?”
You could say it’s too much of a fuss, but it’s ingrained in my mind that much.
The ending of the light road of shock and horror is the ending that is talked about over and over, and I also read it.
I read it knowing it was an ordinary novel, and I almost felt traumatic.
Even more surprising is that there was a double line in the middle. But none of the readers expected such an ending.
“·······”
Cherry responds that she doesn’t understand my question at all. You can tell by the slow blinking of your eyes.
I was relieved to see the reaction. Also, I thought I was overreacting.
It’s a different world, but it’s not meant to be that way. I guess I’m just terrified.
“Five······”
When she was relieved, she let out a sigh of relief without knowing why.
The anxiety that had been forcibly put into that one elasticity slowly creeped up.
“Are you okay…?”
As the words that I shouldn’t have brought out came out, I felt my blood cooling down.
no. it. Then you really can’t.
I looked at the cherry in amazement. It’s a rare expression of interest.
He usually has a dark and dull expression, but now the corners of his lips are raised slightly.
“It’s okay if it ends like that…”
“······why?”
“Is that your advice…?”
This is my own grave, no, I buried mines myself. It has nothing to say even with two mouths.
There was a momentary cerebral cessation, but he quickly came to his senses. It would be better to ask the reason first.
I caught my breath so she didn’t notice, and spoke to Cherry in a slightly shaky voice.
“·······No. Just pretend you didn’t hear.”
“Ummm… Then why did you say that…?”
It’s because of my hair that’s been pickled on the internet. Even reincarnation can’t fix this.
I really wanted to reply here, but I couldn’t. It’s not time to tell her yet.
Instead, there was one suitable answer.
“Because I’ve asked Luminous before. Is the act of going back to the past, that is, regression, really possible? Then he said that it is possible. You know this too, right?”
“Neah…but I heard that even for a hero with deep faith, it is very difficult for more than a day…”
As he himself wrote the regression, he seemed to know how difficult it is to regress.
Then the explanation will be a little easier. I nodded and added a side note here.
“That’s right. It’s not that different because it’s me. When I wrote the Xenon biography, it was about a month? I could only do that.”
“Ah… Then you mean that I have to explain in more detail why the heroine returned…?”
Cherry nodded as if he understood.
Sometimes, there are people who understand perfectly even when they say it like a dog cake, but she is one of them.
I nodded as soon as there was room for acceptance. Since there is no result without a reason in the world, it is possible to take a certain probability.
“That’s right. Looking at the development up to this point, it seems that only the part where the heroine goes through difficulties and trials has been highlighted. Wouldn’t it be better to explain the reason with a side story? It’s broken, and the God who found out about this made the heroine go back to the past.”
“Five······”
My explanation brought back a little bit of life to Cherry’s eyes. He seemed to be genuinely admiring the elasticity that came out of his mouth.
I’ve explained it this way, so there’s no way the ending of the light road will come out. corrected as much as possible.
“There was such a way… and the probability was sufficiently secured…”
“right?”
The moment I was about to let go of the hour as I watched Cherry agree.
“·······It is difficult.”
“yes?”
“It’s too difficult… Can’t we just do what the senior said…?
returned to place Cherry asked me with a hint of difficulty.
The feeling of being hit hard in the head with a hammer is distracting. It’s a round and round ending.
Everything is from this guy’s mouth. I just said it was a good ending and kept my mouth shut, but I didn’t do it out of anxiety.
It is a self-fulfilling prophecy, and the actions they did because they did not want to believe in the future according to the prophecy were on the verge of fulfilling the prophecy.
“…you didn’t assume?”
I asked with a complicated mind as I washed my face.
For not thinking about the cause of the regression, Cherry made a big mistake, aside from the light-gil ending.
Of course, right before I crossed over, I didn’t really care about dogs or cows because they were regressing, reincarnating, and possessing.
However, in the regression of this world, Cherry was the first to start.
It’s like I’ve built a new genre that even I haven’t written down, but if it doesn’t work, it could be wrong.
“Yeah…”
“What if the reader later asks why?”
“I was trying to say it was God’s will…”
If it was a previous life, what kind of bullsh*t was that? The answer came back like this, but not here.
you mean god? Ah, well, God cannot be understood by mortals like us, so there must be a reason. it will go like this
Even I didn’t come here because of the plot of a demon worshiper.
Even if the priesthood is strong in many ways, it is a passing of responsibility because it is too strong. But you can’t just blame the cherry.
As I said before, Cherry is building a genre called regression. It must be a headache for her.
‘But I have to.’
This is a step that must be taken even in order to grow as a writer. If you go too far, you can’t grow.
The bright ending doesn’t get any better. It’s better to swear a little and end it than to burn.
“I’m sorry, but I think it’s better to take into account the possibility of a comeback with a side story. As you said, it could be taken as God’s will. But this is your book. If you clearly explain why you brought back the female lead, your growth will increase as well as your value.”
“Ummm…”
At my resolute words, Cherry’s mouth shut tightly and he nodded. You seem to agree with what I said.
Now that you’ve whipped, it’s your turn to give the carrots. I commended her by referring to the last verse, which was nothing short of an inscription (…).
“Still, the ending of the main story was really good. Especially the last phrase is highly likely to be talked about over and over again.”
“Really······?”
“Then. With this one sentence, everything felt emotional.”
“·······”
At my sincere praise, the corners of Cherry’s lips rose noticeably. The dark eyes are the same, so it is a smile with a somewhat gloomy energy.
Still, the original version is so pretty that even that makes me feel attractive. Some have gotten used to the unique atmosphere.
If he brightened up, he would remain a popular enough student in the class, but his past caught up with him.
Besides, from his personality, he was close to being a voluntary assassin. I’m not even a parent, so I can’t say anything.
‘Shouldn’t it be considered lucky that the bad guys don’t get caught?’
I glanced down from Cherry’s face. The overwhelming presence of a chin on the desk.
It seems that he has grown bigger than Cecily recently because he is in the midst of growing up. It wasn’t like that originally.
Even though he had a body large enough to make a man’s heart boil like this, no flies were twisted.
It’s not that he looks ugly either. Although the atmosphere is dark, from an objective point of view, Cherry has a very beautiful appearance.
‘Why?’
It’s like a flower on a cliff, so you don’t touch it. Or is it because of her family and atmosphere?
Occasionally, incidents and accidents come into our ears, but the surroundings of Cherry are clean.
‘Well, just because it’s okay now doesn’t mean it’ll be okay in the future.’
If your self-esteem is restored little by little like now, your face will gradually brighten, and sooner or later, you will make friends.
If a dark hand reaches out from there, I will block it like a sword.
I looked up again and faced Cherry. She blinked slowly as her eyes met me.
“Then it’s Cherry. Do you have any thoughts on your next project since you’ve made it to the end?”
“There is still a gaiden left…”
“You can think about the side story slowly. I did it quickly because I was in a hurry, so you’ll have to take the time.”
“Next work…”
At the word of the next project, Cherry lowers her gaze. Then he slowly blinked his eyes again.
I brought the typewriter on the table while she was thinking.
As I said before, it’s a gift for cherries. It will take a long time to get used to, but once you get used to it, your writing speed will increase significantly.
It’s not fair for me to use it alone, though I’m a co-worker and a partner who shares a secret.
How happy would the cherry be who received this as a gift? Of course, I wouldn’t be overjoyed.
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Just raising the corners of your lips is enough. It’s like raising a hamster.
“Cherry. Would you like to see this for a second?”
“Yes······?”
Cherry got out of thought at my call. I picked up my typewriter, put it in front of her, and stood up.
Then he dragged him to a chair to sit next to her. The two of us were able to sit side by side thanks to this.
She flinched as I sat down next to her and looked embarrassed. I didn’t know you were sitting so close.
However, since it is a machine that is easier to understand if it is shown through actions rather than words, there is no other way.
“I have a present for you. I use it too.”
“Gift…?…? Used by seniors…?”
“Yeah. Asmodians, so it’s something that Cecily-noona invented for me. If you press it like this…”
I gave a step-by-step explanation of the typewriter and how to use it.
Even Cherry, who was bewildered at first, expressed interest in her eyes as she thought she was not a writer.
With the push of a button, letters appear in the air, and those letters soon turn into words.
Eventually, words became words and sentences, sentences and sentences became paragraphs, and paragraphs became paragraphs and became a single text.
It takes significantly less time than writing by hand, and when a typo is made, it can be erased immediately.
That is the skill of a typewriter and an essential element for writers.
“How? Do you understand?”
“Wow…!”
When the explanation of the typewriter was finished, Cherry opened her mouth to express an exclamation. This is an unusually strong reaction for a cherry.
That’s why the typewriter is an innovation that goes beyond surprise. I had a similar reaction when I first got the typewriter.
Moreover, unlike me, who has a previous life, she is not. It is literally a machine that could only appear in a dream.
“This, this, me, me… Me, really…”
Cherry comes out with a trembling voice and takes turns looking at the typewriter.
If you give him something that only appears in a dream, hesitancy will be the first thing you will hear than gratitude.
But I already have a typewriter, and I’m sorry that I didn’t take care of it on a regular basis.
At this, I smiled and calmly comforted me as if not to worry.
“That’s right. I’m giving it to you. I’m sorry for not paying attention to you, and I already have it.”
“Stand, senior…”
“As a co-worker who does the same job, and as a senior, you have to take care of what you will take care of.”
“I, I can’t give you anything…”
It drops sharply with Cherry’s voice. As you can see, he realized his situation and his self-esteem plummeted.
However, I was not upset. Now that the repertoire is obvious, this can be predicted enough.
“Would you like me to touch your chest…?”
“·······”
This was unexpected. As Cherry placed her hand on her chest and asked carefully, her eyes widened.
If you look at the question without any sign of shame, it seems to have been proposed as a ‘retribution’.
He felt dizzy for a moment, but he managed to catch it. where did you hear that
“·······No. It’s fine. You don’t have to.”
“yes······”
“But where did you hear that?”
“Would you like to look at my breasts earlier…”
I had no choice but to keep my mouth shut like a clam. At the same time, all kinds of sly tactics come rushing in.
If I had to make an excuse, there was nothing I could do about being a man. How can we ignore the fact that a large fruit is bearing?
Even though there are many beautiful women around me, the instinct of an animal is irresistible.
Of course, there is no denying that I feel like garbage. I don’t want to cut off my hands, I want to pluck out both eyes.
“······· Try it once. I’ll let you know next time.”
“yes······”
Leaving behind the rushing hitters, I started teaching Cherry how to use a typewriter. What should I do with this awkward atmosphere?
“I…”
“yes?”
“I think it’s broken…”
“What?”
As I was sorting out my dazed head, an impossible word came into my ears.
Is your typewriter broken? You asked Cecily to make a new one?
The first thing I noticed was wonder rather than surprise, so I shifted my gaze to the typewriter.
“Huh? Why is this?”
The holographic window is weird as if it really broke. The text went down on its own, and strange words were typed in the middle.
I had no choice but to tilt my head, wondering why the machine, which had been fine until recently, was doing this.
“Cherry. Wait a minute…”
As soon as I turned my head, I could see why.
“Seniors······?”
“·······”
It’s no longer a school uniform screaming for help.
“Are you a cherry?”
“yes······?”
“Would you like to get away with that…?”
“What is that… ah…!”
The typewriter was clamoring for help.
Cherry was surprised that he knew what I meant, and pulled the chair back slightly.
Then the typewriter, who almost choked on his heavy chest, regained his freedom. It’s a bonus that the hologram window is fine.
The atmosphere became awkward for a while, but somehow you can teach me…
“It’s very uncomfortable…”
“·······”
I couldn’t… Her breasts were so big that even typing was difficult.
“I’ll ask Cecily.”
Looks like I’ll have to make a custom typewriter for myself.
Lol…