I quickly came over to the cage, bypassing Ji Seo Joon and Nam Joon Mo, and squatted down.
Seeing me, General Ddol looked cautious, probably because he had been quite stressed at the hospital.
“Why did he vomit?”
As I asked worriedly, Nam Joon Mo turned his head and asked me back.
“But how do you know our General Ddol?”
“Ji Seo Joon showed him to me,”
“Do you come here often?”
I simply nodded in response to Nam Joon Mo’s words. My gaze was still fixated solely on General Ddol.
“You two haven’t changed, have you?”
Nam Joon Mo, who had been alternating his gaze between Ji Seo Joon and me, shook his head. Ji Seo Joon, ignoring him, turned back towards the kitchen.
“What’s up? Were you cooking? Is there anything for me?”
“No.”
“What! Why do you give to Moon Da Yul and not to me!”
He was as predictable as ever. He had always been unnecessarily jealous of me back in high school, and here he was doing it again. Keeping my gaze fixed on General Ddol, I stuck out my tongue in response to Nam Joon Mo’s whining.
“Moon Da Yul. Move away from the cage. He can’t come out because he’s scared of you.”
Ji Seo Joon said as he continued chopping the carrot.
“Okay.”
I scooted away from the cage. But looking at General Ddol, who was still on high alert, I stood up from my spot and went to the kitchen. I thought he would come out quickly since we’ve met before, but General Ddol was still on guard.
Cats are territorial animals, so perhaps he’s not wary of me, but of Ji Seo Joon’s studio. That’s what I decided to believe. It was a socalled mental victory.
I gave General Ddol some time to get used to things and turned my body towards the kitchen. By the time I did, Nam Joon Mo had already taken my seat.
“Move over.”
“What?”
“That’s my seat. Move over.”
At my gesture to move, Nam Joon Mo rose from his seat with a startled expression and sat in another chair.
“I mean, Moon Da Yul.”
Crossing his arms, he alternated his gaze between Ji Seo Joon and me.
“I believe there’s no such thing as friendship between a man and a woman. So, when I see you two, it’s quite… mysterious.”
“So?”
When I asked, Nam Joon Mo raised one of his eyebrows humorously.
“What, are we still high school students at 18? Be careful hanging around Ji Seo Joon’s house so much, something might happen.”
I scoffed.
This guy already said it.
A delicious smell wafted through the air. Ji Seo Joon had already finished making the fried rice and divided it into three bowls on the table.
“Thank you for the meal.”
Nam Joon Mo, who had been given a portion of his own, began to sing in delight and was about to sit at the table when Ji Seo Joon caught him by the scruff of his neck.
“Wash your hands first.”
After we finished eating, it was decided that Nam Joon Mo would do the dishes. He grumbled about why I wasn’t asked to do it, but closed his mouth when Ji Seo Joon said a word.
“She already broke a dish at our house.”
At those words, Nam Joon Mo quietly turned on the water and began washing the dishes.
As the sound of dishes clinking began to echo, General Ddol poked his head out of the cage door. Perhaps because the house was familiar, General Ddol came out of the cage quicker than last time.
“Where are the snacks I bought?”
“I sent all of them last time. Why would you keep them at home.”
General Ddol only paid attention to me when there were snacks… Sadly, it seemed like today I would only be able to observe him from a distance.
Having finished washing the dishes, Nam Joon Mo began to look around the studio when suddenly he called out loudly to Ji Seo Joon.
“Hey! Did you buy a car?”
“Huh? Yeah.”
Ji Seo Joon answered listlessly while picking up the fur that General Ddol had shed in just a short while.
“So you brought your car? You called us to show off.”
I immediately got up from my seat, walked towards Nam Joon Mo and glanced at Ji Seo Joon.
“You got a foreign car.”
Nam Joon Mo said, shaking the car key with the logo etched on it.
“Is that a foreign car?”
When I, who knew nothing about cars, asked, Nam Joon Mo nodded.
“It’s a famous electric car.”
“Wow. I’ve never been in an electric car before.”
“Me too. Ji Seo Joon, give us a ride.”
Nam Joon Mo and I stared at Ji Seo Joon with eager eyes.
Ji Seo Joon frowned at us, then handed me my bag.
“Go home.”
“What?”
With that, he grabbed my shoulder and pushed me towards the front door.
“Hey. You said you had something to say.”
“Never mind.”
“What? Did you really call us to brag about buying a car?”
Upon hearing my words, he tightened his grip on my shoulder.
“Take care.”
Before leaving, I heard the cheerful voice of Nam Joon Mo. Then the door closed with a ‘bang’.
“Do you think you’re the only one with a car? If I sold my beautiful babies, I could buy a car too. Hmph!”
I pouted as I looked at the closed front door.
After a familiar routine of having a beer at a convenience store near home, I walked in to find my mom watching TV in bed.
“I’m home.”
“You’re often late these days, aren’t you?”
As soon as I entered the house, my mom turned off the TV with the remote control, crossed her arms, and scanned me from top to bottom.
“I’ve been busy.”
“Things are going well with that guy you’re interested in, huh?”
“He’s not someone I’m interested in, just someone I worry about!”
As I corrected her, my mom rolled her eyes playfully.
“Why are you so worried? He’s not your kid.”
I respectfully ignored my mom’s words and went to my room.
My disgruntled feelings wouldn’t subside, so I roughly unbuttoned my blouse.
“So, he said he had something to say, but he called me to show off his new car?”
Maybe I should buy him a car air freshener.
I tied my long hair tightly so it wouldn’t fall down when I washed. As I examined my tightly bound hair in the dressing table mirror, I looked at my babies resting peacefully in the closet with a malicious expression.
“That’s right. Seoul has such a good public transportation system, right? They make me work overtime as if it’s a meal. That’s right! I don’t need a car!”
I nodded and headed to the bathroom. After taking a refreshing shower, I sat down in front of the vanity and started to apply cream when I spotted a wrinkle near my eye.
“What! When did this happen!”
No matter how much I looked and felt around, it was undeniably a wrinkle.
“I’m, I’m really going to be thirty next year.”
Ji Seo Joon’s face had no wrinkles, it was taut… Overcome by a sense of unfairness, I picked up my phone and ordered an eye cream.
Time passes so quickly. I was sad about it, but also selfishly wished weekdays would pass quickly because I had to go to work the next day.
Today was Thursday, so only one more day until the weekend. Soothing myself with that thought, I lay down in bed.
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My Step-brother Is Obsessed With Me (Female-dominant)
A gentle female protagonist vs pitiful in the early stage, and a sick male protagonist in the later stage
Cheng Songer transmigrated into the body of a vicious cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name as her in a female-dominant novel.
In the original story, the cannon fodder female supporting character was inhumane, committing domestic violence, gambling excessively, being lustful, and even wanting to sell her stepbrother to a brothel for money.
As luck would have it, she just happened to transmigrate at this time.
Seeing Cheng Qingzhi biting his lip, enduring the tears in his eyes, looking pitiful, her heart softened.
She stuffed the money back into the Madam’s hand and reached out to him.
“Brother, come home with me.”
