192 – Lyrics
“Oppa!”
“Shh, the residents will be noisy.”
After almost two weeks, I went out to meet Minji.
I invited Minji to come out by suggesting that they go eat pork cutlet, but in fact, I called her out for another reason.
It’s no different, Minji said that after I became independent from the facility, my eating habits were so miserable that I couldn’t even call it a lifestyle.
From what I heard, she did something outrageous by only buying ramen and triangle gimbap…
It is said that before I took care of him here and there, he survived on 500 won worth of boiled ramen a day.
When I heard that story from Minji’s friend, how much of a headache it was.
Look.
It was nothing else, but this younger sister who came out without any suspicion even though she called me to go eat pork cutlet.
Isn’t that what it means to have a spotless and clear mind?
“But you didn’t drive the car today?”
“Yes… They said there was no parking lot there.”
“I see.”
Are you a little suspicious?
I was just smiling and had no idea what was going on.
“Did you eat all the side dishes your brother gave you?”
“I ate everything and washed all the dishes. When are you going to take it home?”
“Tsk…If I had known it would be like this, I would have brought a car.”
“Maybe I could have left it here and brought it back.”
Minji is stabbed in a place she never thought possible.
She would have come back here anyway…
Then Minji smiled bitterly.
I think this is the first time in her life that she has seen Minji smile bitterly.
“Or can’t we just take a taxi later?”
“I should do that…”
“Then shall I call a taxi?”
Only after I nodded her head with her sagging face did Minji take out her cell phone.
…..
Wait a minute.
Minji shouldn’t call a taxi.
“Wait a minute… I’ll just call you.”
“Huh? Okay.”
Minji, who was already on the verge of being called, tilted her head and put her cell phone in her pocket.
I took out my cell phone, set the location in front of Minji’s house, and designated a hospital near my house, which was a little far away.
This was because she might run away if she was caught setting up a nearby hospital for no reason.
“Where are we going?”
“Oh, you have to be patient to eat more delicious food.”
“Umm…Okay.”
Minji seemed a little skeptical, but she nodded and agreed because it was what I was saying.
Minji was being dragged to the hospital more and more.
I heard that this is a method she has often used since long ago to take her to the hospital.
*
After the taxi drove for a while, I started to see a large hospital in front of my house.
This hospital now feels familiar to me because I was previously hospitalized there.
Still, it’s a place I don’t want to visit often.
“Oppa? This isn’t a pork cutlet place?”
“Huh? Did you?”
Minji, who noticed that she was not at a pork cutlet restaurant, began to tremble.
In fact, Minji has a phobia, which makes her very afraid of needles, as they say she is acrophobic.
Did you say you had the trauma of being stabbed by something when you were young?
So in order to bring him to the hospital, I had to trick him into thinking it was food or something.
I laughed out loud because I was using the same thing my mom used.
“Minji. Have you ever taken a blood test?”
“No…? I’ve never tried it before, so why…”
“You have to go to the military too. Let’s just say it was a good experience.”
“W…What are you talking about…No way!!”
He must have realized that I was taking him to the hospital, and he started shaking.
If anyone sees it, they will think I am trying to sell it.
I’m just trying to check on my younger brother’s health condition.
For no reason, if you discover diseases such as high blood pressure or diabetes late, you will be in big trouble.
“You have to listen to your brother, right? Otherwise, your living expenses may be cut in half.”
“Ugh…”
“What is the answer?”
He said it as if he was admonishing him a bit strongly.
So who wants to skip the food their mom cooks and only eat ramen and kimbap?
“Ah… Okay… But the blood test is a bit scary…”
“Don’t worry. My brother will cover your eyes.”
We got out of the taxi, saying something that wasn’t comforting at all.
Even before entering the hospital, Minji’s body was shaking a little.
*
“Hibb…”
“Does it hurt a lot?”
“Yes…It hurts…”
Minji started to hiccup instead of crying.
I am resting for a moment on a chair in front of the medical department to stop the bleeding.
Maybe it’s because he didn’t go to the hospital even when he was sick and just took medicine, so it seems like it’s been a long time since he felt the sensation of being pricked by a needle.
So it looks like it hurts a lot since there is no needle tolerance at all.
“Is it okay for a dental student to be afraid of needles?”
“I’m not scared unless it’s aimed at me.”
“That’s just as strange.”
I heard that such mentally related diseases are self-centered, but there are all kinds of diseases like that.
Are there people who are not afraid of their own blood, even those with blood phobia?
I don’t know.
What do you do when you think about that?
“So, should we really go eat pork cutlet this time?”
“…Where are you taking me again?”
“No, it’s real this time.”
“Hibb….”
Minji hamster is as wary as a just-brought-in hamster.
When you stretch out your hand, you hiccup as if you were biting your jaw.
That’s all well and good, but I wish she wouldn’t pinch her brother’s sides and thighs.
Oppa, are you doing this for you?
*
“Then go in.”
“Tch! I made a promise when I said I’d buy it for you next time!”
“Okay, let’s go in now.”
After eating pork cutlet with Minji, I took the containers from Minji’s house and went outside.
Next time I go, it will be when I go to check the results or when I go to give them some side dishes.
No.
Should I tell them to bring their own side dishes now?
It’s all good, but I don’t have enough time because I have to go back and forth.
“We have to take care of our little ones and our little ones…”
Now I have to go pick up Ara and the munchkin cat.
Was that this week?
“I’m busy, I’m busy.”
Still, I don’t think living this kind of life is bad.
Have you always wanted a life like this?
Now I’m scared that this kind of life will go away.
***
“Umm….”
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“Isn’t it written well?”
“No… It’s already the last part, but I can’t remember…”
“….It’s only been 3 hours since you started writing lyrics? Have you already come up with lyrics you’re satisfied with?”
“Yes. I’ll tell you later.”
Ara writes the lyrics she wrote until she is satisfied.
Every song she wrote was a hit, so the fact that Ara was satisfied was proof that it would always be a hit.
So, Ara, who is satisfied only by writing until she is satisfied, has become more and more worried.
Even when I was in a relationship for a while, I couldn’t go on dates and often made fun of people at home because I wanted to write lyrics, so I think I’ll do that now.
In the past, I used to write while suffering alone, but now I was writing while holding and stroking my little baby to control my mind, which made me smile bitterly.
After all, beings called animals are of great help to the human spirit.
But the real Ara seems to be a monster.
Is it true that it only takes about 3 hours to write one lyric?
If other singer-songwriters see it, they will be shocked.
I think even my husband would be freaked out.
“Seonghwan, is it okay to say I’m going to arrest you? Is it okay to say I’m going to arrest you?”
“What is the topic again this time?”
“It’s about loving someone for the rest of your life, but wouldn’t arrest be better than detention?”
Both are extremely scary, but I don’t know which is better.
Besides, she was even a little scared because she was writing while Ara was thinking of me.
Arrest is done by the police, and detention is done by the court.
Then, it would be a legally binding restriction for Ara and I, who are married.
“Of course. Sister, Seonghwan is single-minded toward you.”
“Then how about changing it to something other than me?”
“Which one?”
“Um…CEO? Eunji or something?”
“To my sister and her younger sister? Oh, I can’t do it to my sister because it’s gross.”
She shook her head, saying it was difficult to write such lyrics targeting women.
Well, if I write something like that for no reason and then write lyrics like it’s a slave contract or my maid, I might get into big trouble.
“Then I’ll go and do some work.”
“Ah! Please bring me Jjomul!”
“Are you a b*tch?”
She already had Jjomuli sitting on her lap and was stroking it a lot, but she asked me to bring Jjomuli too.
I think my wife is too greedy.
*
“Phew… I cleaned up everything here too…”
Finally, I finished cleaning the game room on the duplex and came out.
Perhaps it was because autumn was already passing by, and although it was only 7 o’clock, it was already black outside, almost pitch black.
Accidents tend to happen when it’s this dark…
I hope other people get along well without any problems.
“Huh? Our poopies. Why are you sitting here?”
“Woof!”
“Mung.”
Couldn’t the two puppies that were sitting on Ara’s lap be sitting at the bottom of the stairs?
They were so attached to each other that it felt like they were completely in love now.
Squeeze…
Dad did a great job bringing her husband, didn’t he?
But it’s still a baby so you shouldn’t touch it?
But the only time they hug me is when they come home and when they are hungry.
Of course that’s the reason I’m sitting here.
“Are you hungry?”
“Woof!”
“Mung!”
“Oh, you made a loud noise right away?”
“Mung.”
Our baby puppy started to act silly.
I picked up both of them at once, held them in my arms, and walked slowly to the kitchen.
Uh-huh, if you jump around, you’ll get hurt.
If I fail here, not even my father will accept me.
“Ah… It’s healing.”
This is real healing.
Pomeranians are the best.