Chapter 2 – Episode 2

Puck puck puck.

He pounded his waist frantically with his fist and barely lifted his head to look ahead. There, as if to prove that the pain just before was absolutely not a dream, a blonde girl was real.

A world where even good people cheat.
She had learned dozens of times that she shouldn’t judge people based on her observations, but at first glance, she was a troublemaker and a bad-tempered child.

The only thing I’d like to see is that he has smoother skin and a more beautiful appearance than any other child I’ve ever seen?

Blond hair and blue eyes.
From the ideal balance that could only come out of a fairy tale book to the flowing blonde hair that looks like it was made by weaving a skein of gold.

If there’s something unusual…

“Ears, ears!”

It’s not a lie, the ears were incredibly sharp and long. No matter how you look at it, it’s not a human ear.

“… Don’t look!”

Is it because my tongue is short or because Korean is difficult?
The girl in front of her was spontaneously making short sounds with her tongue.

[Remember.]
[The more you become a good parent, the stronger my blessing will be, and the less you do to those poor children, the more the blessing can disappear at any time.]

You still haven’t gone, that bitch.

[I will always be watching you wherever you are.]

Total stalker.
Anyway.

“What are you talking about, look at me.”

I picked up my pants and put them on, looking at the girl in front of me. It wasn’t even a child I gave birth to myself.
Even though I’ve been working as a host all this time, I’ve been cumming in the vagina of many women, and I’ve had a lot of dirty sex.
I’ve never gotten anyone pregnant.
Because I’ve been paying close attention to that.

“Usually, fathers say that if it’s a daughter, it won’t hurt to put it in her eyes.”

Why do my testicles tremble just by looking at the girl in front of me?
Not joking, really.

“Is it because you didn’t give birth to a child yourself?”

The period of being alone is getting longer, and the job of being a host is not necessarily just having sex, but a job that makes a living by talking.
He had a habit of spitting out his thoughts like a broadcaster.
The problem is that I don’t know if it would have mattered normally, but now there is a child next to me who understands this story.

“… Sour.”
“Uh?”
“That’s embarrassing! I’m too tired of being like you!”

Fuck!

“Keah uh uh uh!”

Once again, with my back bent as it was by the critical hit punch that landed right in my testicles, I had to stare blankly at the blonde running to the corner of this small studio, feeling my mouth dripping with saliva.

That fucking little bastard is trying to rummage… Not once, but twice my dear.

[What if I say that while my child is watching!]

No, go!
How long have you been watching

Seeing what you said earlier, you said it as if you were going somewhere far away right away. All day long, it’s just hanging around next to you.

[I can’t go because I’m anxious to see what you’re doing! How busy this place is!]

“Sir, you didn’t say anything wrong.”

These days, I’m drawing a downward curve in life, so it’s because I live with my temper.
As I always say, I was a human being who was far from being nice or a good person.

I didn’t call myself trash for nothing.

“Did I say something wrong? It’s not a child I gave birth to myself, and I’m really fucking grateful for the blessing. I was told to suddenly become a parent, so could I become a good parent in an instant? What are good parents in the first place?”

I’ve never personally experienced being a good parent, so what are you asking me to do?
Or should we say that people like our parents are good parents?

I never once thanked my parents for giving birth to me. If you’re going to give birth, you’ll give birth with a golden spoon.
I was already not thankful for being born with a dirt spoon.

“What are you looking at me for?”

[That…]

That?

[… ] … That’s a problem you’ll have to solve on your own.]

See how he can’t answer properly because he’s in trouble too.
In the end, that’s what I have to figure out.

“Hey, testicle killer.”

I called out to the girl with her back her turned away from me and her face her buried in the corner of the moldy studio.

“Still, we don’t have to give each other names. What’s your name? I am Hyunwoo Kim. Hey, Excuse Me? What is your name?”
“… You know what to do.”

Are you still paying attention to what I said earlier?
Real children are annoying creatures.

If it were n’t for my blessing to solve his impotence of his, I would have kicked that guy out right away.

“Ah, yes yes. I’m sorry. I must have made some mistakes.”
“Don’t come closer!”

Slap.
I did my best to extend my hand to apologize, but I couldn’t help but be a little angry when I saw the girl who was coldly beating him.
This is a situation where Sojung was hit twice in a row, but even if he tried to be kind, he refused first.

“…”

The dog will be better.

I swallowed the words that were likely to come out of my anger and let out a deep sigh.

“Ah, Mr.”

I was frustrated for no reason, so I just muttered as usual.

She could see the girl’s body her twitching in her corner her. Looking at her, she feels uncomfortable and annoyed because she thinks I’ve become the dirty bad guy for no reason.
I’m sure I was trying to be nice?
The one who didn’t accept him was the opponent, so what else can I add here? I am not that girl’s slave.

“Gulp, gulp!”

Feeling frustrated for no reason, I took out the water from the refrigerator, drank it, and blew a cigarette.
Chick, Chick.
I light a fire and it’s cool as usual, so I think I’ll live a little bit because I took a sip.

“Whoa… Tidy up your hair like this.”
“Cough, Cough!”

It was then.
This fucking tiny studio didn’t even emit smoke in the direction of the girl, but her ventilation was filthy, so she turned around and poked her nose.
The strong smoke from her cigarette her caused the girl to cough, and when I saw him, I chuckled, kicked her tongue her, and quickly poked another cigarette into her hedgehog’s paper cup her.

“Fuck, how much do cigarettes cost these days… I can’t even bloom properly.”

I thought that if I returned as a host right away and started earning money, I would have to get out of this disgusting studio.
After turning off the cigarette like that, only awkward silence once again fills the studio.

“…”

It wasn’t a real lie, it was a suffocating silence.
What are you saying about me, really?

‘It would be much more refreshing to just go outside to find out about a new host bar. Oh, that’s good. Go out and smoke a cigarette, it’s cool.’

It is the moment when you think about it and try to raise your body.

Curl, growl.

“…”

Before I can tilt my head, wondering if I heard it wrong, I hear it again. The studio was very small and not soundproof, so the sound was very loud.

Rumbling…

I asked after confirming that the source of the sound was a moldy corner, to be exact, the girl’s stomach.

“Are you hungry?”
“Shut up… I’m not hungry.”

What a young child would say.
Oh, did I mention that I am over 140 years old?

Rumble.

“You must be hungry.”

Ugh.
I let out a small sigh and stood up. I don’t know if there was anything left to eat at home. I don’t even remember putting anything in my cramped studio when my life started to go downhill.
Click.
I checked the refrigerator and cupboards, but all I could see were two small cup noodles at most.

“Where is this?”

I played music on my phone to get rid of the silence.

The song is Chopin’s Nocturne.
20 of them.

It was a classic known as a posthumous work discovered after Chopin’s death and composed after he left his homeland and arrived in Vienna, Austria.
The reason why I, the bad-headed bitch, knew this was because one of my guests was a woman who likes classical orchestras like crazy.
It was necessary to study these things in order to talk to her at her drinking party and build a relationship with her.
And as I studied, I should say that my ears naturally got used to classical music.

Honestly, it’s true that classical music is good for sleeping music.

“…”

The girl’s trembling seemed to have calmed down a little in Nocturne No. 20, which wasn’t too cheerful and, on the contrary, had a strong sense of loneliness and pity.

Bubbling.

The water in the kettle slowly starts to boil in the stillness. I quickly added enough water to two cup noodles.
The greatness of instant cup noodles lies in the speed at which they are completed.
After a while, confirming that the noodles were properly loosened, I gently loosened both cups of noodles and called the girl who was still in the corner, wary of me.

“Hey, eat.”
“It’s okay… You don’t have to stay.”
“Is that so?”

With a sigh, he took off the entire lid and held the steaming cup noodles close to the girl, shaking them around.
The girl’s nose sniffed her and I could see her head her following itself.
When she sees it, she bursts out laughing.

Certainly a child is a child.

“Profit!”

She is a girl who runs around with her reddened face as if she is ashamed of her own behavior. I sat cross-legged in front of the girl and quietly held out her cup of noodles.

“Hey, I’m bothered by you too. I’m not a kind enough person to take care of a sudden child. But what can you do? Oh, you’re a child, don’t you know that?”

Adults have that.
What can’t be helped, what can’t be helped.

To accept is to be accepted.

“No matter what, from now on I have to take care of you so I can live, and you can live too. In that sense, we are already family, family.”
“…”

Looking at the girl who flinched at the word family, she used to have a bitter taste. If you look closely, it’s not just your stomach, it seems like you’re starving in many ways in other ways.
Why are you so mean?

“I don’t know anything else, but one of the things I learned from my parents is to do this to make ends meet. The ghosts who died after eating are also good. I don’t know?”
“That’s monde…”
“I don’t know anything else, but let’s not go hungry. Even if I end up like this, I’m not as hungry as you are. I wonder what kind of condescension this is with just cup noodles, but this isn’t really asking for something from you. Now, as long as I’m doing well as a host again soon, I can feed you a lot more delicious things than this.”

She only spoke a little kindly, as she would treat a customer at a host bar, but the girl in her eyes showed a lot more wariness than before.
I wondered if everything would be resolved after being handed cup noodles like that.

“Awesome!”

Furry.

“Hey!”

As soon as the girl received the cup noodles, she couldn’t resist the heat and spilled them on the floor. However, what was more surprising was the girl’s behavior in her in that situation.

Even though she must have been very hot and painful, she was watching me.

“You…”

At that moment, I was strangely moved and was about to say something when I saw the girl’s thin fingers her, which were reddened, and she quickly picked her up and ran to her sink her.

Shoot it

What I felt as I silently held her baby girl and washed her fingers was that her baby girl weighed so light that I doubted if there was really someone in my arms her.

“Fuck…”

For no reason, the swearing came out without my knowledge.