Chapter 80 – The Real Reason I’m Loved

“Puha.”

After drinking water from the cup, the president took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it.

What. Isn’t this a non-smoking place?
Of course, it was non-smoking here, and before the boss could take a sip, he was warned by the hotel staff and stopped smoking.
What. Thing now.

“Such, such a superstitious story.”

I was a little taken aback, but I couldn’t help but say something.

“The story of Duke Zhou is just one example. It is not that Mr. Jin Seon-hu is a descendant of Mr. Zhu, who plucked the Duke feathers, but that he is a person with such characteristics. There are similar stories in foreign countries as well as the story of the Duke of Ju. There are stories all over the world about a woman who makes a man in a relationship successful, or a man who makes the women around her happy. Of course, on the other hand, there are people who lead the people around them to ruin.”

The president kept opening and closing the cigarette pack as if he was craving cigarettes.

“Still, such a superstitious story would be hard to believe. I won’t believe it either. But when something happens that cannot be explained even with 21st-century knowledge, we have no choice but to believe in superstition.”

At the same time, CEO Choi Dae-seung brought up the story of the filming he had with Mi-so and Jin-i yesterday.

“Did you know that everyone has a limit to the notes each can sing? In yesterday’s recording of ‘Breeze’, JinE exceeded that limit. It is a limit that no one can ever cross.”
“… Well, do you really think I did it, boss?”
“I can only see that. Because Jini couldn’t sing like that today. The only difference between yesterday and today is whether Jin Seon-hoo was there or not.”

Jini said yesterday. He sang it over 300 times and he sang it the best.
I didn’t attach much importance to it. To be honest, for a demon like us, it’s going to be there.
But to the point where experts say it can’t be ‘absolutely’.

“So I was sure. There is something about Jin Seon-hoo. There is something that made Jin Mi-so the best idol, Jin So-young the best golfer, and Im Im-hye the best actress.”

It’s nonsense.
It’s my sister’s skill, my mother’s skill, and my smile’s skill.
It’s unbelievable that I had any influence there.

Even thinking so.

It felt like the pieces of a puzzle were fitting one by one in my head.

“… Mr. Seon-Hoo Jin Would you like to join our agency? We are willing to meet all your requirements.”

It’s like a whisper from the devil.
It sounded so sweet to my ears.

And the boss put a certain key on the table.
Like a hotel room key.

“Han Se-ah is waiting for you in this room.”

Something terrifying flew into her chest and lodged in it.

“You… !”
“Ah. Don’t get me wrong. Because this is the part I agreed to—”

Bang!
I spurned the spot and came out.

Leave the lounge and take the elevator down to the basement of the hotel.

Heart beats like it’s about to burst
This is a feeling I feel after a long time.
It was pure anger.

“You bastard!”

The fist that hit the table is tingling.
I, who had been listening to such talk seriously, was an asshole.

If the opponent wasn’t me
And if the other person wanted a smile. If the smile agreed.
Was it a smile in that room?
Was Mi-so waiting for a man he didn’t know who he was?

… Fuck!

“Excuse me.”

The employee who was in the elevator first said something.

“No. Sorry.”

I replied coldly.
There was no further conversation.

* * *

When I got down to the underground parking lot of the hotel and got into the car, my cell phone rang.
It was a smile.

“After.”

Seven times, eight times.
The bell kept ringing.

I calmed down and answered the phone.

“Brother?”
“Smile, you said you wanted to quit being an idol.”
“Uh? Why all of a sudden The boss called and…』
“You, stop being an idol. No.”

I don’t know what I’m talking about.
I don’t know what you want to say.

Just, everything was unforgivable.
That Miso works in such a dirty world.
That I might have made it that way.
That there might have been a smile in that room.
Han Se-ah, Park Soo-jin, and Jin Mi-so.
Such pretty kids, doing these dirty things.

“… Sorry.”
“Brother? What the hell is going on? Are you our boss? What did the boss say?』
“Later… I’ll go home and talk.”
“Brother! I’ll stop right now! I’ll kill half the boss before I quit! So don’t cry, okay?”

I hung up.

It was frustrating.
What to say
I don’t know how to release this feeling to anyone.

“Ugh. Kut.”

I put my forehead on the steering wheel and cried.

The phone rings again.
It was my mother.

“Mom…”
『Senhu! Where are you? Where are you now?”
“Mom. Sorry. Sorry…”

I ruined her mom’s life.

Adopt her other child,
Let her raise someone else’s child.
Make her divorce her husband.
To raise three children alone.
Every day, making someone else’s child who is mentally ill reluctantly.
And again i
I am. Such a mother
To such a mother. What do you do
To mom to my sister to the smile
What do I do
What I did to her mom.
Actions done.
To my sister, to my smile.
All of those things come to mind.
Each of them becomes a blade and rips my heart.
Ah.
I want to die.

『』

But you can’t die
Then mom will be sad.

『』

Even now, on the other side of the receiver, my mother is looking for me.
She’s worried about me
I’m afraid I’m wrong.

『』

After Jinseon. Who are you?
A demon who seduces women.
A monster that drives women crazy.

“Mom. Me. I wanted to be loved.”

The heart of the Duke.
A heart that prays to the mountain spirit.
The feeling of wanting to be loved even if it meant plucking the feathers of a Duke.
It was all too familiar to me.

The world is so painful
People are too cold for me.
Everything is hard, even just being alive.
I want to die.
But I don’t know how to die.
So I was alive
I just want someone to kill me.
I wanted you to stop bothering me.

The person who saved me
Mom.
My mother is not my mother
Still, he loved me.
I loved you as a son

To deny it
Rather than returning to a painful world
It was painful for me.

But that’s the truth.
Not love
Or something was misunderstood.
Or was it the devil’s temptation?
Being controlled by someone
So inevitably.
If I had no choice but to pretend to love you.
I can’t stay alive.

“Hey! Jinseonhu!”

Bang!

Cost cost.
The alarm bell rings noisily.

… Sister?
Why sister?

“Very shit. You’re paying the price.”

Bang!

My older sister bangs the driver’s window with a golf club.

“Hey! Door! Open it!”

Bang!

What? What’s the matter?
Why is my sister wearing a golf club?

“If you don’t open it for three counts, you really die! One! Two!”

Click.
What kind of cold is this?
I can’t let my sister break it.
Ah. This is the car my sister bought for me.

“Baby, I’m going to open it a long time ago. The driver is screwed Do you know how much this is? The car is also very strong.”

My sister grabbed my tie and pulled me out of the car.

“Nu, get out, why?”
“Why why, son of a bitch. I took my Lamborghini to the hotel, so I came to see a certain bitch. To kill him, to kill you, and to kill me too. Why, pick it up?”

Don’t joke like that.
It’s not like a joke when my sister says it.

“Uh. Caught before and after Oh, don’t worry, I’ll take care of it for you. Don’t hit why do I hit am I a thug Okay, give Miso a call. He said he wanted to come after me right away. Don’t even worry about mom and do your job. If mom takes care of work, who will feed the successors? There is only one person who can raise such a dumbass bastard like her mother.”

A bastard who’s like a fat bastard…
It was. I’m a jerk and a bastard.
It must be because of the curse that my mother loves me like this.
Tears came out again.

“Bingshin. It’s very cheap.”

I go up the hotel elevator with my sister.
Something like this happened a while ago.
I was happy then.
My sister loves me too
I was happy that my sister loved me too.
At that time, I felt like I had the whole world.
That it was all a lie
Mom, sister, and smile.

“So, why are you procrastinating?”

In your hotel room.
My sister asked.
I told my sister everything.

“Sister… The duke, the principal duke…”

* * *

“Put.”

My sister laughed.
Hearing my story and the Duke’s story, he laughed.

“Puhahaha! Ahahahaha!”

Anyway, you’re laughing too much.
I am… Serious.

“Hey. Loser. Listen carefully. I won’t tell you twice.”

My sister tugged at my ear and said.

“Women are nice to you. That’s because you’re handsome.”
“…”
“Why are you crazy about wanting to have sex with you? You. Face. Because you are handsome body. Because it’s good. Fuck this. Begging Because it’s big! You bastard!”

My ears hurt.

“Whether it’s the main duke or not, it’s not a delusion! Your cock! It drives women crazy!”

Okay. Sister.
Okay, so don’t scream in my ears.
And… Let me sleep…

“Mom is! You! Because it’s like my child! You don’t even know that, you asshole!”
“Ugh.”

My sister’s words.
Like the sweet rain in the desert.
It seeped into my heart.

“The duke’s curse sucks. What? Do all girls love you? I hated you the first time I saw you. And before I met you, I was a golf prodigy. Did your dear Me love you so much that she abused you like that? If you’re older too, think a little and live, asshole. You bastard who will only get caught in voice phishing.”

How can I be so grateful for my sister’s words that she hated me?
Could the story of my mother who abused me be so helpful?

“Ruler. Keep touching even the milk you like. Oh hey, you fat asshole. Stop looking at fantasies like that.”
“… Sister, do you love me too?”
“Under. I’m such a stupid bastard.”

At my stupid question, my sister shouted in my ear with all her might.

“Squeeze! I say I love you! You sick bastard!”