Chapter 167 – Episode 167

The longer Han Ae-bom’s laughter, which I thought would end soon, grew longer and louder.

My heart feels like it’s shrinking smaller and smaller. Just when she felt that her heart had become as small as her fingernails, only one child stopped her from laughing.
“Sigh,” A child, wiping away a tear from her eye with her index finger, looks at me. Her heart, shriveled to the size of her fingernails, was pounding as if it would explode as she wondered what would come out of her mouth. If negative words come out here, another PTSD may be added.

‘I’ll stop here.’

‘Thank you for your hard work.’

‘Kids these days really can’t stand it. Why am I so bad at interviews?’

‘It’s because I grew up beautifully, beautifully. It’s different from our time.’

Even though she was determined to overcome it, the hurt and shock she received at that time did not go away.
As I stood there, holding her in dizzying tension, I stared at her child’s mouth, and she finally opened her mouth.

“How…”

How? What do you mean?

“How can you trust me so much?”

“… !”

With an unexpected question, something I’m sure I’ll never show in front of others… Her beautiful, gentle smile made it feel like her eyes were melting, and her hair turned pure white.
‘Do you know that, everyone? When you smile, people change and your life changes.’

Someone once said something like that. It wasn’t bullshit.

‘It’s so fucking pretty.’

Since I’m an idiot with a limited vocabulary, I couldn’t express it any further, but it was the highest praise I could muster.

Sincerity without pretense because it is simple.

“My grandfather, grandmother, father, mother… They don’t trust me that much. What’s more, if something goes wrong, I will take responsibility for you. Phew, Phew! Oh, I’m sorry. I’ve never heard something so funny in my life. Such rude behavior, fuheup! I keep seeing it. After.”

Was it really that funny to say that they would take responsibility for you?

I don’t think I’ve ever thought that was funny. Well, everyone has different standards. When Aebom thought about it, she could be funny.

“If I’m always looking at Hyunwoo.”

“Yes.”

“I feel good because I know I wasn’t wrong after all.”

“Yes? What does that mean…”

“There is such a thing? Sometimes, when I wonder if it was a mistake or a decision that was too impulsive… “When I actually met Hyunwoo, those wavering feelings magically fell back into place.”

For me, Han Ae Bom’s words were magic.

I have no idea what they are saying. Am I lacking understanding?

“The most important thing when making a proposal or persuasion is the result. Many people say that the process is important, but for people like us, the result is everything. If the process is so good that even God would be impressed, but the result is a mess… As a result, it’s as if there’s nothing left.”

“Yes, um.”

I guess that’s an idea only conglomerates would do, right? My friends often say that the process is also important.

“Just because I said that doesn’t mean you can ignore the process. In order to produce positive results, it is true that there must ultimately be a positive process. What I am saying is, if you go through a positive process and the results are not good. That means the process was wrong in the first place, and acknowledge that is the first step to not making the same mistake.”

“That… I see.”

Sparks fly from my brain. Should I say that the brain is overloaded and is starting to have difficulty understanding.

“In that sense, I think Hyunwoo’s persuasion and suggestions were excellent. “I was nodding my head at Hyunwoo’s words from a certain moment.”

“Really?”

I don’t see any signs of that?

… I looked at him with those eyes.

“Of course, I don’t necessarily show it when I’m with the other person. “You have to take a stance that is advantageous to yourself, so you can see the other person’s bottom as much as possible.”

“Aha…”

I’m learning another thing like this.

I knew that it would be impossible to persuade Han Ae-bom like this, so I tried desperately to say everything I could. At the end, when it came to my personal thoughts, there was actually no logic at all.

“Actually, I wonder if I’m being too stubborn… I also thought. Of course, in the case of pure literature, there are many writers who spent much more time than me but could not even debut because they still felt it was not enough. Nevertheless, I often arrogantly thought that it would be possible for me.”

“That… It is inevitable because the obstacles to pure literature are so high.”

To be honest, I think there are some problems with Han Ae-bom’s writing, but after doing some research, I found it. What I just said wasn’t wrong.

As Song A-young also said, the barrier to entry was too high in the case of pure literature and popular literature.

Isn’t that why the majority of popular literature is published with sufficient advertising only after it has gained fame? I’m not sure about this, but that’s roughly what I think.

“No matter how high the barrier to entry is, you eventually become the person you want to be. Of course, for that to be possible, just a few books won’t do. You’ll have to write something that will almost shake the foundations of the world, right? It’s like a real magic book that anyone can learn.”

The metaphor was a little different from Song A-young, but the ark was almost the same.

Perhaps this is called Nangjungjichu (囊中之錐). Even if a person with great talent is hidden, he or she will be noticed by others…

“If you think about it that way, no matter how hard I tried, it might have been impossible in the first place for me, who had just entered literature. Even looking at it objectively, I don’t think I have any talent.”

You know.

I muttered that to myself and looked at Han Ae Bom, and her eyes narrowed slightly.

“Why don’t you deny it?”

“Gasp!”

“Hmm, if it were someone else, it would be okay to hit me with facts. “Hyeonwoo makes me aware of reality in that way, so I feel a little different.”

“I’m sorry.”

“I didn’t specifically mean to hear an apology…”

One baby laughed softly, then she wrapped her arms around my waist and hugged me tightly, burying her face in her chest. In her buried state, her lips murmur and tickle me.

“It’s not bad to hear from Hyunwoo.”

“…”

It will spin.

My heart is pounding. It feels different from before. It was a tickling and pleasant heartbeat.

Am I going too far if everything Han Ae-bom says now sounds like a love confession?

Once she clings, she doesn’t want to come off.
One baby was rubbing her cute face side to side against my chest. Her heart was already tickling, but even her chest was tickling, so the corners of her mouth kept getting caught in her ear without me even realizing it.
As I naturally hugged my baby, she said,

“It’s good, something like this.”

“…”

“The reassurance that comes from blind trust, not from perfect evidence. To be honest, even if I write a web novel, there is no guarantee that it will be successful. Rather, if you consider that web novels are ultimately a type of writing, the probability of failure is higher.”

“…”

“Nevertheless, if you listen to what Hyunwoo says… I feel vaguely confident. I’ve never really been like this in my life. “I proved my existence by always deriving results based on perfect evidence and making them come true.”

Han Ae-bom chuckled.

“You’re just so confident for no reason… “No five-year-old child would do this.”

No, 5-year-olds are usually like that.

How did this person learn the Analects of Young master from within his mother’s womb? I was shocked when I saw her talking sometimes. What’s terrifying is that by Han Ae Bom’s standards, it’s not a bluff.

Oh Hanam is like that, and Hanaebom is like that.

99 out of 100 people did not understand, but in the end, they were monsters who convinced them by showing them the results.

“Let’s give it a try, a web novel. Anyway, I’ve been in vain for over 4 months, so rather than continuing to dig dry wells… Because digging a new well may be much more realistic.”

At the end of a long conversation, the answer I wanted finally came out of Han Ae-bom’s mouth. Was it because it was a series of tension and anxiety? Like the cider that comes after the sweet potatoes in the web novel.

A sense of relief and excitement that she could not have felt when the solution was resolved smoothly travels up her spine and into her brain.
At the same time, her message window also appeared.

[The quest is completed when you convince Aebom to let you write her web novel.]

[As a reward, you will receive 1 million won, stamina +1, strength +1, and warm hug skill.]

Rewards for my hard work keep pouring in. It couldn’t be this sweet.

At best, I was anxious about how far I could go with the web novel genre, but I also trusted this guy called Lee Quest as much as Han Ae-bom trusted me.

‘Because you don’t know.’

It was like that just by looking at the web novel.

In the past, it was a minor genre that was only seen by people in the corner of the room, but these days, there are people who don’t watch it… Because there is no one who doesn’t know.

If you think about it that way, you really don’t know. The web novel written by Han Ae-bom really caught up with the times, luck, and the flow. Like Haripota, it could be the beginning of something that will surprise the world.

‘Anyway, what is the warm hug skill?’

[The warm hug skill is an ability that provides mental stability and comforts mental wounds by hugging the other person tightly.]

After checking the explanation, I was a bit dumbfounded.

Doesn’t this have to be a skill? I think everyone gets that feeling when they get a warm hug.

I feel disappointed that this is an ambiguous skill again.

“Hmm, something… It’s nice.”

“Yes?”

“Hyeonwoo’s arms. It was good originally. I think it’s getting better now. The reason I feel this way is that it’s Hyunwoo, right?”

“Uh, um… Yes, that’s right.”

Hanae Bom is tightly held in my arms and has no intention of leaving.

It looks perfect…

When I looked at her like this, it felt like her system was telling me this.
‘There is no useless skill in this world.’

…

‘Okay. ‘Stop appealing.’

I was stabbed for no reason, so I answered in my heart.

“Mr. Aebom, if you decide to write a web novel, I have carefully selected the works that you would recommend, right?”

“Hmm, it looks like you expected me to nod from the beginning?”

“No.”

I tried to gently push Han Ae-bom’s head, but it didn’t fall off at all. I had no choice but to gently stroke Han Ae-bom’s head and say,

“These are things I prepared because I was determined to convince them somehow. “No, aren’t you worse than that?”

“Do you want me to fall?”

“Well, that’s not the case. I feel like they are too attached. I guess I’d say it’s a bit embarrassing, haha.”

“Well, I feel strange too. I always liked Hyunwoo’s scent, so I liked being close to him like this. What can I say… It’s so cozy and nice to be hugged like this today. In fact, the longer I stay in his arms, the harder it is to let go because it seems like my sharp nerves and tired mind are being healed.”

“If you say that much, you can stick around.”

“… It’s not an excuse to stick around, I’m just stating the cool-headed and objective facts.”

“I see.”

As she spoke while massaging Aebom’s pouty cheek with her thumb and index finger, Aebom’s eyes became fierce.

“She said she would convince me somehow,” She said. “If I refused until the end, how were you planning on convincing me?”

“Well, it’s like granting a wish…”

She said in an absurd voice that her wild eyes had softened.
“Are you an elementary school student?”

Her heart, shocked by Aebom’s words, sheds tears.
Shit. She was thinking about it quite seriously.