Big Life

“The common room... * * * * * ”

Su-hee left the office immediately and headed to the break room.

You can see Myeonghun sitting on the rocking chair. I was relaxing back and forth and drinking coffee. As Su-hee makes another sound, he shakes his head.

“Hey, Lee Soo Hee. Aren't you going to lunch? ”

“Didn't I tell you not to call me that at work? ”

After looking around the rest room where Su-hee had no one, Najik said. Myeong-hoon stood up from the chair and replied with a bow.

“Excuse me for this. Lee, Sue, Hee, Chief. ”

A thin sigh came out of Su-hee's lips. He doesn't know how to fix it, no matter how cautious he is. Ever since college, nothing has changed. Her tiredness, which had accumulated over the last few nights, was exploding in front of Myung Hun at once.

“What's the problem this time? ”

Su Hee, who didn't want to talk for long, rushed to the point.

Myeong-hoon sat on the chair, smiling bloody. The hand that was waving into the air was held with A4 paper. It was a draft character planning written by Hye-mi.

“Hye-mi Lee or the girl from food nutrition? He's a professional, too. I can tell by the way he works. Don't you think you should quit Connection and tell her to go to the high school cafeteria and be a nutritionist? ”

“Tell me what the issue is. ”

Su Hee said, swallowing depression. Myung Hun answered, shaking the document roughly after bursting into laughter.

“Issue? Yes, this is the issue. I don't like anything from forms to settings. A 20-year-old college girl walks into a gas station and meets a racer? And fall in love? It's childish. You're asking me to write a scenario with such a low level background...! ”

Myung-hoon throws the document into the air. Scrambled documents spread across the floor as they flew into the air.

“If we keep doing this, it's hard to work together. ”

“Then we need to come up with something useful. ”

Myeong-hoon twitched his toes. Su-hee's eyes became colder.

“The problem is not your personality, not your planning. ”

“Oh, my God, is our Team Leader planning a personal attack? ”

“…… let's quit. ”

Su Hee bent her knees and collected the documents from Myung Hun. She picks up the last one and raises herself up, saying,

“Hye-mi is my favorite employee. Regardless of your specialty, you're diligent, you're good at your job, and most of all, you're not as messed up as everyone else. ”

Myung Hun's face, who had been holding a grin all along, was slightly stiff. Su Hee said to keep his eyes on him.

“Human assault? I'm from food nutrition. I'm a specialist. Who's ever worked as a nutritionist for a gaming company?" What if he forgets his past and makes a statement just 30 seconds ago? Proud writer, Go, Sir. ”

“Let's stop, Su-hee. It's about to get hot.”

Myung-hoon's face that said that was already glowing red. Su-hee snored and raised the air conditioning winds to a new level with the remote control.

“Great draft in three days. We can't just wait around like we're on a schedule. ”

“You don't have to give me 30 days for this kind of garbage. ”

“If so, I have no choice. I'll find another writer. ”

Myeonghun opened his eyes as much as he could. But even momentarily, within moments, he turned his head back and burst into laughter toward the ceiling. Su Hee smiled as confidently as she looked at Myeong Hun.

“You want to find another writer? You have three characters in three days to complete the main scenario, 10 quests, and you think there's a writer who can do that? It's gonna take me a whole day to get used to the world view. ”

“Maybe if you look it up. ”

“How are you going to find a second job? You're going to find me a career writer in three days, and you're going to give me a job? Hey, boss Lee Soo-hee. Now you're just a little girl who doesn't know how to navigate the world. ”

“If you're done talking, I'll go. Good work.”

After finishing speaking, Su-hee turns to look away. Myung Hun stared at her back with a fiery gaze as she slammed into it. If this were not your home, the mug in your hand would have already been thrown away and shattered.

After returning to her seat, Su-hee took out her phone and searched for the phone book. Soon, his name and number appeared on the screen. Su-hee pressed the call icon at the end of one deep breath.

- Hey, Lee Soo Hee? What are you doing here? You called me all the time?

“It's been a long time. How are you? ”

Su-hee reaches out to the book on the desk, asking how she's doing. Her five pointy, thin fingers were touching the author's name.

“Well done.Have one of these on your way. ”

“Oh, how do you know I like Buccas? Thank you for your drink. Please do not hesitate to contact us if you have any problems. ”

“Yes, take care. ”

After work, the installer drove away.

Reconstruction looked down at Lika sitting on the bed in a cheerful posture with both arms raised. The ceiling behind his back was fitted with a state-of-the-art wall air-conditioning.

Reconstruction pointed back to the air conditioning.

“Look at that, Lika. That's what they call air conditioning. Pretty cool, huh?”

“…… Meow? ”

“It's July, and the heat will come. But I'm not worried about anything. I don't have to take a cold shower every 30 minutes, sweating like I did last year. Why? Hehe, I'm curious about your eyes. If you're curious, I'll teach you. That's because I have air conditioning. ”

“Meow? Meow? ”

Lika turns her head sideways and cries as if she didn't know any better. Reconstruction couldn't take the cute gesture any more and hugged Lika full of breasts.

“No more worries. I guess this is what fun looks like after all the hard work. I can live with what I want to write. ”

It was 5 million won per month before and after the Hyundai Journal and the Moorish Journal. The Wizard of Pegelon, published in seamedia, has already increased by 1,500 copies. Thanks to this, Jong-gu can continue to be the director of maritime media.

Glug glug!

I got a call from Jae-in. Reconstruction picks up the phone while Lying facedown on the bed with Lika resting on her chest.

“Hey, sis. ”

My mom wants me to come to dinner tonight because she wants me to make you some steamed rice.

“It was only yesterday that I ate the duck souk batter. I don't think he's gonna give me any more steaming. ”

- A writer's got to be good at stamina. It's not like you're doing anything special.

Reconstruction was under constant invitation from my mother and sister to eat. Thanks to the 30 million won he gave me, the family atmosphere was much better after tax worries disappeared.

- Come on, rebuild. Now get back in the house. You don't have to stay in that studio for rent.

Reconstruction looked out the window instead of answering. My relationship with my father was still awkward. Even though he was doing well, he still didn't have a word of encouragement.

In addition, there was a more important issue.

Reconstruction could not leave this studio immediately. To be precise, I didn't want to be far away from this neighborhood. I don't know who he is, but it's where he sleeps that changed his life.

“Sis, I'm getting a call. I'll call you back. ”

- Do it quickly.

Reconstruction hung up on my sister and received a new call. He was my best friend.

“What's going on? ”

- Did you hear from him?

“What are you talking about? What's the call?”

- Uh, you haven't called yet. You looked like you were in a hurry. Su-hee suddenly contacted me and asked me where I lived with your number. I kind of taught him a lesson. What, is that okay?

“Su-hee...? What's going on?”

- I don't know.I thought you might have something to ask me. Is that not it? Why, Myung-hoon told me when we were together the other day. I'm writing a game scenario with Su-hee in Connection. Isn't that what Myung Hun is asking you to do?

“That can't be right. What did I say?”

- Be proud, you're selling well. Anyway, call me tonight. I don't have much time for lunch. I have to smoke and brush my teeth.

“Okay, got it. ”

After hanging up the phone, I looked up at the ceiling in despair.

Lee Soo Hee...

The first love of my childish college days that I didn't see tomorrow. After she left with nothing, she had no idea what she was looking for now.

Glug glug!

Reconstruction shocked the vibration on the phone and stretched its waist. An unregistered number appeared on the screen. From a long way out the window, the engine sounds of the car were growing.