27 – [Short story #1: The meeting between Noona and Ina]

An animal mimics itself to protect itself. So are people. Everyone makes up a different self. To blend in with others, or to avoid being hurt by others. Like a masquerade.

If that’s not the case, my younger brother would be everything in this world.

Because it all shows on your face what you’re thinking.

Recently, my brother’s condition seems a bit strange.

Looks like he’s thinking hard about something. I also accidentally witnessed a long phone call with someone in the middle of the night. Never overheard I just happened to hear it by accident while passing by.

There was a corner where I guessed.

Recently, I heard that a girl is very close with her brother. They seem to be having a tryst in the newspaper department’s insolvent room, but it caught my coverage radar.

Since my younger brother is two years younger than me, he is now in his second year of high school. It’s in full swing. It is also around this time that a man’s s*xual desire begins to boil. As for me, it doesn’t matter what you do as long as you have strict contraception.

But I want to confirm the feelings of the other person.

Is the culprit who put his brother in agony really serious?

Or is it just throwing rice cakes for fun?

Even when I was a senior in high school last year, I heard a lot of rumors about him. It’s like he looks like a celebrity, and there are guys hanging around the classroom during break time.

I was also somewhat interested. However, he graduated without being able to make a point of contact. I don’t know anything about cell phone numbers.

That’s why I saved it. As expected, through my coverage radar. Maybe I’m just a journalist fit for me.

The signal continued for a long time, and only before it was cut off, I heard a voice.

“Hello?”

There was a little bit of wariness in the clear and fine tone. It’s a number I don’t know, so it’s natural.

“Hello. Is this Yuina-san’s phone?”

“Ah, yes… …. That’s right.”

This time instead of being wary, I was curious. Am I the type to show my emotions on the outside like my younger brother? It’s a law to get along with each other.

I said with a bright smile (you can’t even see it).

“I am the person who was the head of the newspaper department last year.”

“Last year, the head of the newspaper department… ….”

The other person muttered as if reflecting on the meaning.

“So, are you your older sister?”

Um, did you know?

Once again, there was no contact between me and this child. There is no reason for this child to know about me, much less the relationship between me and her brother. That is, her brother must have explained it.

OK. I understood the situation.

Then let’s try to get the head start.

“Right. …… Horse, can I let go?”

“Oh, yes. Are you okay. Seniors.”

“Ahahahaha. You can just call me senior.”

The first principle of dialogue. Win and go in. It was a success.

Especially now, she called to make sure that this child was approaching her brother with her sincere heart. It is necessary to prevent lying through psychological threats.

Looking like he was scared, he decided to get straight to the point.

“Actually, I called because I wanted to ask you something.”

“Uh, which one?”

This time, the voice is tense. First of all, I took a moment to maximize the tension of the opponent, and then I drew attention by breathing in so that I could hear it.

“You seem to be very close with my brother, right?”

“Ah, well, very close friends…… What would it be?”

“Meeting every day.”

“Umm, since we sit next to each other in the class, we see each other every day… ….”

“Not that. In the stale.”

I could feel the breathing on the other side. Did you panic

“That, even in the insolvent room…… I would like to meet you…….”

“Then you are very close.”

That’s right. It’s coming along well as planned.

Now, the next step.

“From hearing rumors, it seems that the two of you are very close together.”

“Ummm… …. It doesn’t stick very well…….”

“Then isn’t it?”

“Nothing…… It’s not…….”

I’m going to die quickly when I’m driven. A child like this must have grown up receiving love from a young age, but it is a bit unexpected that even this one easily lowers its head.

The following is the final step.

“You, perhaps.”

After taking a pause here, I ask in a low voice.

“Are you playing with my brother?”

“… ….”

An answer does not come over. As if it had been stabbed in the right direction.

“I’m sorry, but I’m the only one who can play with my brother. I hope you don’t do anything that misleads me even though you don’t have a heart for it.”

“… ….”

As expected, the answer did not come.

Well, that’s the law. In the world, there are tribes that confuse people around them with their smooth appearance. Since everyone grew up in an environment where they love themselves, they are trying to build such an environment at school. Simply put, fishery management.

Is this child the same?

I thought so, but I heard a low voice from the other side.

“No.”

For some reason, it seemed that he was filled with anger.

“I play around, but I’m not playful.”

The child who was stuttering and hesitant to answer just now exudes a completely different aura. It felt like a different person. Maybe she just released her mimicry.

To be honest, she was simply interested.

“Hmm, is that so?”

“Yes. This heart is as real as it is.”

“Then wouldn’t it be okay if I honestly conveyed my feelings to you?”

My brother is very simple. When teased, they get embarrassed, annoyed, and sometimes even angry. Her emotions are so obvious that pretending to be cool is useless.

That’s why this child, too, must have noticed her sister’s feelings, albeit vaguely. She’s sincere, and if you’ve noticed, isn’t there any reason not to confess?

But the other person said ahahahaha and let out a small laugh.

“Actually, I already told you.”

“…… Huh?”

“When we first met, he told me clearly that ‘I’m interested’. So now I have no choice but to wait for an answer.”

“Uh…… Okay?”

It was unexpected. Did my brother have an insensitivity attribute? … ? No, before that, did anyone say that she was interested in her from the first meeting?

In many ways, they are a strange couple (scheduled).

“And I think so.”

The other person conveys his thoughts clearly.

“Since I have managed to convey my feelings, I want to leave at least one last step.”

The other person’s words were mixed with bitterness. She is like a girl in love. No, it must be a girl in love.

But if I leave it as it is, I think I will always leave one step behind. I don’t think her brother would have that much courage. It’s because he’s a guy who procrastinates while worrying inside.

How to do it.

I have the confidence that my sister won’t hate me no matter what I do. ‘Cause I’m already pretty hated. In order to earn more hatred, it must be at the level of exposing the dark history of the past.

I am the right person for the role of Ojakgyo to connect the two.

“Sure.”

According to this logical conclusion, I decided to throw in a suggestion.

“Yes.”

“Will you come to my house?”

“…… Yes?”

It’s like you don’t know what you’re talking about.

Even when I think about it myself, it’s an absurd suggestion. However, it was a reasonable conclusion.

If I want to connect two people, I have no choice but to call them to where I am. I want to make sure that I really like my brother.

“I am not saying to come right away. I just want to meet the current newspaper club members as the former head of the newspaper department, well, accept it with this kind of heart.”

“Oh, um… ….”

Perhaps the opponent was in confusion, he only occasionally put in a chu-im-sae. This is a situation where the older sister of the child you like calls her and invites you to her house. I was just embarrassed.

“Think about it and contact me if it’s okay. No you can just contact me Because it’s vacation, time is overflowing.”

“Oh, yes. Thank you… ….”

“Then I will wait for an answer.”

After giving a closing remark to the other person who was giving a bewildered thank you, I hung up the phone. Well, this is the part I can’t touch after this. You should leave it to your own choice.

I put down my phone and stood up. I left my room, passed the refrigerator, and stood in front of another room.

And without knocking, the door burst open.

“What?”

My younger brother sitting in front of the computer frowned and asked.

“What are you here for?”

“To make sure her brother is having a happy hour.”

“If you really had it, why would you come in without knocking?”

“Just turn the doorknob and imagine that it must be locked.”

“Don’t imagine.”

I gave a wry smile to my younger brother who let out a sigh of boredom.

You really don’t know anything.

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