Chapter 241 – My Sister’s Hospital #2

I am in the hospital today.
Boring.
Moth stings.

If there is a skip button, I want to press it.
I wondered if my hands would get better.
I wanted to get results quickly.

But there is no such thing as a skip button in life.
If my life was a web novel, I would have slurped it and read it since I was discharged, but in reality, I had no choice. I have no choice but to wait patiently for the discharge date.

The drama ‘Flower Party’ ended in great success.

The viewership rating for the final episode was 47%.
Whether or not it exceeds 50% was the primary concern, but it seems that 50% was physically impossible.

Even though it did not exceed 50%, it is the highest viewership rating in the last 10 years, so I have no complaints. It is said that it is a record that will be difficult to break for the time being. It was analyzed that it was impossible to achieve such ratings in the future on airwaves due to the flooding of large overseas video platforms, which can be said to be ecosystem disruptors, and the stagnation of airwaves dramas. The phrase ‘the last flame of a TV drama’ is memorable.

‘Jin Seon-hoo’s next film is also on Netflix… ‘, And her agency was also carefully discussing her next project.
I cut off the conversation by saying we’ll talk after my hand heals, but I’ll probably go that way too. There is a medium that has excellent money and accessibility, so there is no reason not to go over it.

The merit of public TV dramas is gradually decreasing. I don’t know if she has any work that she can do with her mother, but her mother has already announced her retirement, so she won’t be filming together in the future.
It’s not that I don’t have a feeling of regret, but when I think that I can see my mother anytime when I return home, I’m rather looking forward to it.

“Sobbing… Sniff sniff.”

And.
This guy sniffing in my hospital room.
This is my older sister, Jin So-young.

“… Are you crying? Why are you crying?”

I didn’t want to ask because it seemed to break the atmosphere.
I couldn’t help but ask.

My older sister, who has just returned from abroad, belatedly watched the final episode of the drama in my hospital room.
And somehow, he was crying like this.

It’s good to be immersed and have fun…
No matter how you think about it, there was no scene in this drama that made you cry.
I couldn’t understand why my sister was sobbing.

That’s why I asked.

“You bloodless, tearless bastard!”

For some reason, my sister was crying and getting angry.
No blood or tears No one is as human as me.

“No, sister. Actually, there was nothing to cry about, right? And how much blood and tears I am. I’m still in the hospital bleeding profusely. A life story that cannot be seen without tears…”
“Shut up. Do you know the drama?”

I didn’t even eat the seeds. I had nothing to say.

“… I am the lead actor in that drama.”

My older sister, who was blowing her nose into a tissue, hears me and turns around.
Her face was as resentful as that of a virgin ghost.

“You! You bastard, you are Jinwoo Hwang!”

Then he threw a tissue paper in my face and shouted.

“Eh. Dirty.”

I turned my head to avoid the flying tissue paper.

Now come and tell me Hwang Jin-woo. What have you been thinking about until now?

“You bastard! If you leave your wife and children behind and have an affair, if you do the laundry and eat well and live well, is that all?”

My sister climbs on top of me and strangles her.

“Kek keek. Sister, surrender. I am a patient, a patient.”

I surrendered by tapping my sister’s ass.
My sister seemed to have come to her senses when she heard that she was also a patient, so she untied her hands that were strangling him.

“Sister. What if this happens to me It’s not like I was cheating on you.”

I grumbled, stroking my sleepy neck.
I’m definitely more trash than Hwang Jin-woo in the drama, but the affair was Hwang Jin-woo, not me.

My older sister looked at me and said energetically, as if her anger was still less resolved.

“Hey. Have you ever thought about how hard Sun-ah must have been in America?”
“I’ve been thinking about it, but… Since Suna is talented and sincere, I think she was recognized quickly and she went on a winning streak. So, you must have reached that position in two years.”
“So you can’t. This corner of the room is a waste.”
“… When was your sister talking to Jin Seon-hu?”

When I was young, I had nothing to say even if I was called a fool in the corner of the room.
Now I have a social life, I have a decent job, and I am an influencer.
Of course, he’s still an introvert, but he’s not to the point of being called a roommate.

“It’s because you haven’t been to America. How severe is discrimination against Kojaengs? I’m sure Sunah would have been greatly despised. The fact that he became CEO was also advertised as ‘We are a PC company that pursues political correctness, so we appoint an Asian woman as CEO!’. Rather, that is real discrimination.”

My sister’s story was shocking.
It was a story that I could not have imagined as I had never set foot in the United States.

“… Sister. Have you been discriminated against in America?”

I thought that my sister’s frequent visits to the United States was purely because of her talent and popularity.
But is that actually being used to promote the PC idea in the US? Is it because you are an Asian and a woman?

Even if it was not their intention, it was a serious problem if the sister who was involved felt that way.

I thought so, so I asked.

“What? Who discriminates against me?”

My older sister looked at me with a face that said, ‘What is this idiot talking about again?’

“No… Didn’t you say that your sister was discriminated against like that?”
“Hey, you bastard. Are reality and drama the same?”

– Right.

“Ouch.”

My older sister tried to hit me on the head with her fist, but realized I was a patient and replaced it with a balm.
My sister is kind! But I still don’t understand!

“Then what? Now, isn’t that your sister’s experience?”

I ask, rubbing my forehead.

“When we talk about drama, why do we talk about our experiences? Can’t you tell the difference between drama and reality? Since it’s a drama, it’s only natural that it’s worse than reality!”
“That… Maybe so.”

I had a lot of question marks popping up in my head.
Didn’t your sister’s ambassador mean that?
You don’t know that you’re being discriminated against because you’ve never been to America, you know well because you’ve been to America often, right?

“Then you’re saying you weren’t discriminated against?”
“You don’t know who your sister is?”

… Somehow the conversation doesn’t fit.
My sister looked at me pitifully and said.

“Who discriminates against me? If you were like me, could you discriminate against me?”

I know best that noona is amazing.
His skills and popularity are enormous, and his temperament is not normal. If there is someone who can discriminate against such an older sister based on her race or gender, isn’t it someone she can respect on the contrary?

“Anyway, those who haven’t suffered because of this are no good. Seonah must have been sexually harassed to the fullest by Sergeant Pervert like Seonhu Jin while eating a hamburger with tears in her eyes.”
“Why am I out there? And if I’m the boss, I’m blessed. How good are you?”
“Damn it. Then what is that red hair?”
“Red hair? Are you talking about it?”

My sister, of course, knows that Ei is in and out of my hospital room.
And how she is treated.
It was none other than the older sister who suggested the daily penalty.

But I had something to say about that.

“Sister, am I not bullying you? Even though I said I had already forgiven everything, he said he would do it himself.”
“Fuck.”

She was an unbelievable older sister. It is unfair.

“Will you say that in front of the judge? Do you think that will work?”
“Ugh… That, that might be, but…”

Like my older sister said, if you do it legally, you might be arrested for sexual exploitation.

But I’m not bothering Ei because I want to bully her. It really is.

I have no feelings for Ei… Not that there isn’t one.
It doesn’t matter if she resents Ei.
Resentment only consumes my emotions, so I just tried not to care.

But she came on her own and said that, so what can she say?

When I’m in the hospital, I’m bored, so I keep messing with it…
Ei himself said that it makes me feel comfortable, so I’m just hanging out there.

“She’s not even that woman, and she’s not even a man’s hallway. That stalker is like her, and Jin Seon Hu is like that too.”
“Sister. Even so, how do you compare that stalker with me?”
“You and that stalker are the same in that you ruined her life. Would he rather have stabbed himself?”

My sister’s sarcastic remarks sting my conscience.

“What do you think will happen if your hand doesn’t come back properly like this? Does he really need to immigrate somewhere? Even now, I’m treated as a ‘sweet bitch who made fun of my butt and got my brother’s hands dirty’.”
“… That’s me… It’s not because I want to…”

It’s not that I don’t have any guesses about what my sister is saying.
As the photos taken with the stalker and A and personally sent messages were circulated, the fact that the culprit was not just a mentally ill person, but that he was in a relationship with A, spread all over the Internet.

Spring’s agency, DS, tried to prevent the spread of rumors somehow, but it was impossible to completely control information in this day and age. The fact that the man who stabbed Jin Seon-hu is her ex-boyfriend, whom Ei treated and abandoned, is already well known on the Internet.

As her fake scandal and her assault incidents broke out one after another, as much as Jin Seon-hu gained attention and popularity, Ei, the culprit (her fans think so) who hurt Jin Seon-hu, had no choice but to face fierce criticism. . On my fan site for A, she was being cursed at to the point where the word ‘cracked to powder’ really suits her.

“I don’t know if someone really dies at this rate.”
“Ugh…”

My sister’s casually thrown words cause ripples in my heart.

Her apparent condition was not normal from the looks of her.
Ei was getting more haggard than I was getting haggard from squeezing semen.
I don’t know if I’m sleeping properly or if I’m eating properly. She must not be stressed at all.

According to what I heard, not only Miso but also the other members turned their backs and said that their position within the group was narrow, and there was no way that the agency that had suffered a serious blow in terms of image or sales could not look at A with kindness, so he just stayed still in the practice room. It must feel like sitting on a cushion of thorns.

On top of that, on the Internet, they even receive malicious comments that would kill them. Due to the fact that her culprit was her ex-boyfriend, her existing fans did not shield her, but rather hit it with a shield.
However, in the current situation where public sentiment has gone downhill, it has not been possible to take a hardline response, and the level of malicious comments has only gotten worse.

Truly a quandary.
It is to the extent that we watch the news of celebrities committing suicide over malicious comments every year. Honestly, if I had been criticized as much as A, I think I could have committed suicide already.

── Will she be able to assert that the protagonist of the next sad news is not Ei?

“… Sister. What should I do?”
“Why are you asking me that? You should think.”

No way… Although I want to.
If Ai makes an extreme choice, people will accuse the ‘Malignant Fandom of Jinseonhu’ for driving her Ei to suicide. There was nothing good about my image.

The smile that criticized Ei will also be shocked.
… More than anything, I felt like I was shocked.

I don’t want to bother much, but…
Also, I don’t think she should keep her mouth shut.

“Hey. How many shots did you take today?”

… That’s why I’m seriously thinking about it.
My older sister asked while gently stroking my lower back.

“… Once.”
“Joy. Then you can do it three more times.”

My sister laughed and took off my pants.

“Ha…”

I sighed.
Today I am squeezed.
It seems that the day when the haggard face will return to its original state is still far away.