Chapter 132 – Kim Seon-Ha 3
“Uh? Aren’t you good?”
My older brother recognized me and smiled warmly.
I reflexively lowered my head.
“Oh, no.”
Was it because he was ashamed of running away without saying a word?
For some reason, I couldn’t pretend to know my brother.
“Goodness, that’s right. I heard you haven’t seen me on the set lately, did you change your part-time job?”
“You said no!”
Why?
Why am I angry with my brother?
Among the numerous convenience stores in downtown Seoul, of course, at the convenience store where I work, at the time I work.
It was such a fateful encounter, as if God was forcibly trying to connect a broken thread.
Why am I angry when I think that I am glad that my brother cared about my disappearance?
Before and after, my older brother looked at me as if it were absurd.
Of course. It’s because you pretend to be so close and pretend to be someone you don’t know overnight.
“… Sorry. I’ll do the math for you.”
I paid the bill in the prescribed order, put the goods in an envelope, and handed them over to my brother.
“Goodbye.”
“… Thank you.”
So, let’s go.
No.
Brother go away
Say you’re sorry.
In fact, tell me that I am a brother and a sister.
… However, my mouth did not fall.
The ‘real family’ that my brother finally found.
There shouldn’t be a ‘fake’ like me in there.
I shouldn’t disturb my older brother who is just beginning to flap his wings.
I am… Because I’m just a burden to my brother.
I felt like crying.
I decided not to cry anymore.
I hurriedly went to the material warehouse and cried there for a long time.
And when I came out, I had no one left.
A few days after that.
I am still continuing my part-time job at a convenience store.
You said you quit your part-time job at a broadcasting station to avoid your older brother.
If I really wanted to avoid my brother, I had to quit this part-time job.
But I didn’t quit.
If they knew I was here, they might come again.
Do you want to meet or do you not want to meet?
I don’t know my heart either.
… Maybe you want to meet
He probably wants my brother to come back on purpose and ask why I’m doing this, even if it’s forced.
That’s why I want you to reveal that I’m your younger brother, and I’m sure you’re hoping for it deep down in your heart.
Without the courage to speak up.
Like a child
I hate myself like this too.
* * *
I was unlucky all day today.
Customers spill cup noodles, or homeless people come and ask for money.
There it is this time.
“Student, how old are you?”
“…”
“It is pretty. Just like my daughter.”
A man in his 50s with a ghastly smile.
All these people think the same anyway.
No matter how much money I have, I won’t play with someone like you, right?
Please turn off
I still feel dirty.
“Student. Give me your phone number Do you know of an easy job for you? A pretty girl like a student doesn’t have to do such hard work, right?”
“I don’t have a phone.”
“Doesn’t exist? Then what do you have in your hand?”
Annoying.
Even refusal was exhausting, exhausting, and just mixing words made me feel like vomiting.
When I didn’t respond and ignored it, the man stiffened his expression and raised his voice.
“Hey. Isn’t it funny because you grown-ups say nice things?”
It’s not funny to put it mildly.
Why don’t we know that human beings themselves are funny?
“Hey! The customer is talking, but you don’t answer?!”
“Ah!”
He stretches out his arm as if to take my hand.
I dodged for a moment, but the back of my hand grazed.
I had goosebumps all over my body.
“Get out! Everything is recorded on CCTV! If you don’t come out, I will sue you for sexual harassment!”
It was unfair and resentful.
Why do I have to be treated like this by such a trash man?
“What? Molestation? Try it bitch!”
If you were an adult with common sense, you would have to go out in fear at the word ‘sexual harassment’.
If you get sued for such a thing, even a normal person will fall into hell in an instant.
But this man was more outgoing than I thought.
Maybe he has nowhere else to fall.
“Kyaaak!”
A man trying to cross the convenience store counter.
I stuck to the corner of the counter and just screamed.
I never thought it would come out this far.
My mind goes blank at the unexpected action.
Someone, someone help me!
“… What are you doing? Against a girl like a daughter.”
“What are you? Don’t let this go?!”
Really?
There was someone to help.
A man grabbed the uncle’s collar and held him so he couldn’t cross the counter.
“Senior and later brother… !”
The person I most desperately wanted to come to at this moment.
Was my brother
* * *
“Are you really going to be okay? Even if you don’t report it.”
“That’s Okay. There is no limit to reporting such people one by one. I don’t even want to care.”
He said while arranging the counter goods that the man knocked over.
My older brother also helped me organize things.
“Are there many people like that?”
“A lot. There must be one a day.”
“Really?”
It’s the first time I’ve seen someone who even messes with me like that, but I see people who fight or pick numbers almost every day.
My older brother looked worried at my words.
“Why. Are you worried?”
“Of course I am not worried. It was fortunate that I happened to be here today.”
My brother cares about me
Just like that, my heart was rejoicing.
“By the way, brother, what are you doing here? Is your house nearby?”
“No. Home is a bit far.”
“Sure? Oppa, are you stalking me?”
“… No, it’s not like that… Sorry.”
My older brother put on a very embarrassed expression at what I said as a joke.
Do you have any stings?
It is also the case that it appeared just in time for a crisis situation.
Were you aiming for that?
“At that time, I was worried that Sunha was angry with me… I came to ask what made you angry, but I didn’t have the courage to ask, so I was watching from the outside.”
“Wow. Stalker.”
“… Sorry.”
If another man had done that, he would have been in a bad mood and gave goosebumps.
I was so happy that my older brother said that, so I got goosebumps.
She kept trying to laugh.
My brother said he cared about me that much.
“I don’t know why either. Sunha keeps worrying and worrying about me. So it was. I won’t do that in the future.”
Keep going though
If I don’t go ahead, I’ll be in trouble.
“Tell me why. Why were you angry then?”
“You really don’t know why I’m mad at you?”
“Sorry… I really don’t know.”
My brother’s reaction was somewhat amusing.
It’s only natural that you don’t know.
I don’t even know why I was angry.
If I had to say it, my brother couldn’t remember me?
Or because your brother lives happily?
But to call it my brother’s fault would be too harsh.
“That’s Okay. Because I’m not mad anymore.”
“Really?”
“Yes. My brother helped me, so I count him as teacher.”
At my words, my brother looked visibly relieved.
But…
Then, will my brother have nothing to do with me?
I don’t like that.
Wouldn’t it be better to just tell the truth?
I tell you to be good to my brother and sister.
But then we become real siblings, right?
“Huh? Why?”
My brother asks me as I stare at him.
Looking at my brother, my heart was beating wildly.
It is not the feelings that a younger brother has towards an older brother.
I know that much.
It was love.
I truly fell in love with my older brother.
“… Still, I think I should quit this part-time job. He might come again.”
“That would be good. Do you have any plans to do a part-time job at a broadcasting station again?”
I would do it again if I could.
If you work part-time at a broadcasting station, you will be able to see your older brother often.
Unnies are just good people.
But I couldn’t be satisfied with that.
I wanted a more direct connection, not just a distant view.
Not a brother-sister relationship, but a man-to-woman connection.
Maybe that’s why I’m angry.
My older brother is the first man I fell in love with.
Is my first love
So maybe I couldn’t admit that.
The fact that my older brother and I were actually siblings.
That it was impossible from the beginning.
… But.
My older brother doesn’t know that I’m his younger brother.
From the moment I reveal that I am my younger brother, my older brother and I become related by blood.
If that happens, you will never be able to go back to a relationship between a man and a woman.
So, I decided not to talk yet.
If you cross the line first.
After that, whether or not I’m your younger brother doesn’t matter.
“Brother, do you have a lot of money?”
“Money? No?”
“Why? Your brother is a celebrity.”
“Because I just started working. I also get pocket money from my mom and sister and spend it.”
I see. Well, I said this was my debut.
Then what should I do?
“But why money? Is it because you need money?”
“Will you lend it to me if I need it?”
“It will be different depending on the purpose and amount, right? I’ll have to borrow it from my mom or sister anyway.”
Should I borrow it from my new family too?
I kind of hate that.
“For what? What’s going on? My parents are sick.”
“There is no such thing as parents. I’m an orphan. It’s in the facility.”
“Ah, yes. I see.”
“Now that I am an adult soon, I have to earn money. I can stay longer if I want to stay at the facility, but I want to be independent as soon as possible. There are a lot of bullies, and a lot of people who want to do weird things.”
“… Are you doing something strange?”
“Your brother doesn’t even know. How young girls like us would be treated in such an institution.”
No need to be specific.
If you say it broadly, I will imagine it for you.
As I expected, the older brother’s expression became serious.
You didn’t say anything specific about what happened, so you weren’t lying, right?
“That’s why I want to become independent quickly, but it’s hard on my body to work part-time while attending school. No time, no money. They say they give you 5 million won as an independent fund, but you can’t even get a monthly rent with that.”
“That… I guess so.”
“So, can’t oppa sponsor me?”
“… Spawn?”
“Yes. Spawn. My brother feeds me, puts me to sleep, and gives me pocket money. Instead of me.”
“Good.”
My brother cut him off with a serious face.
“Do you know what you are talking about?”
“Sure. It’s a sponsor offer. Aid fellowship? All my friends around me do it.”
“Good you…”
“If you don’t like it, don’t. Because I can find someone else. Why don’t you ask that old man to do it for you?”
Of course, I didn’t mean it seriously.
If I said that, I thought that my brother would listen to me seriously even if he was worried about me.
“Anyway, if a woman like us who has neither learned nor knows how to live like a human, she only has prostitution. So if she’s going to sell it anyway, she has to sell it to someone who buys it at a slightly higher price. Isn’t it better than going to a store and selling to several people?”
“Good.”
“Don’t even think about preaching if you can’t help. What do you know bro Being adopted into a good family and living without lacking anything.”
“…”
The face of the older brother who was already serious is getting more shadowy.
Maybe I was a bit harsh.
I was just thinking a little crazy.
But my words may have resonated more with my brother.
Because being adopted in the same situation as me has changed my life.
My brother must have thought of something.
“… Okay. I’ll do it. That sponsor.”
“Really?!”
I thought I would subtract a little more.
Surprisingly, my brother readily agreed.
‘If a man is a high school girl, he’ll die.’
The prop team unni’s words came to mind.
I was kind of happy, but also sad.
I thought that my brother was also the same man.
“Okay. I’ll feed you, put you to sleep, and give you pocket money. Instead.”
The older brother looks straight at me.
Looking at it with those eyes makes my heart flutter.
What are you going to do with the high school girl?
He’s a brother like this pervert.
“Instead, goodness, you study.”
“… Yes? Study?”
What study?
I was dumbfounded by the unexpected words.
“Okay. You said you couldn’t live like that because you didn’t learn anything and you didn’t know how to do anything? I’ll pay for the tuition, so I’m going to college. Go learn what you want to learn, learn what you want to do.”
“Uh…”
… I didn’t mean it like that.
Why is this being said like that?
“You’re going to take the exam soon, right? Quit part-time job and study a little more until then. I will give you the money.”
“Brother, that…”
It’s not a sponsor, it’s a scholarship, right?
“Instead, it’s prostitution and spawning, so don’t even dream about those things until you graduate from college. Even if you do whatever you want after graduation, until then I will be your sponsor. Okay?”
The older brother seemed to be angry for some reason.
At my brother’s bluff, I had no choice but to nod my head stupidly.
Although it wasn’t the direction I wanted.
… I was so happy that I cried.
Because my brother is not the same guy, for thinking of me sincerely.
And i
I fell in love with my older brother even more.