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‘How did this get here...? ’

What appeared to be in the open box was the debut of a fantasy novel of reconstruction.

Poor prematurely terminated work with the worst sexuality.

His debut was found in a dark corner of his father's library, where he suffered just by remembering.

The reconstruction crouches in front of the box and opens the door properly. It contains all of Orloth's debut works.

It wasn't just the debut.

From the time before his first commercial success as a Muslim Journal, every book published to the present day has been kept intact. There was only a ‘90s boy’ and ‘The Bress’, which had not yet been made out of paper books.

“Ha……. ”

I felt the strength of the hot belly on my own.

Reconstruction takes a deep breath and holds a copy of his debut.

Books were not just bought and abandoned. A scent that can only be carried by a book that has been read many times is buried on all the desired pages of color.

It was when the last chapter was opened.

- Reconstruction first.

It's a shame it came to an end early in the fun part of what's going on.

A crude, rough father's handwriting dug into his pupil.

The reconstruction bites the molars tightly and opens the other books one by one to make sure there is nothing written.

As expected, every book had his writing engraved on it.

- A second piece of reconstruction.

I feel less burdened than my first writing.

- A third piece of reconstruction.

Is it because the story is heavy that it reacts so badly when it's so funny?

- A fourth piece of reconstruction.

My son howls higher as he crouches for a long time.

- Fifth artwork reconstructed.

It's nice to hear the son's story often through the mouth of his wife and daughter, but should he smile with peace of mind or not.

It was not just a published book.

It was lying at the bottom of the box at a very high altitude in the A4 paper raid that I used in college. I didn't like the article, so I tore the book and threw it in the trash. The first draft that should have disappeared into a handful of ashes in the garbage was meticulously connected to the entire page with tape.

The reconstruction closed its eyes and grabbed the back of the nose.

So far, I've held back the feeling of the rising.

I feel even more pathetic that I've been away from my father for a long time if I shed a few tears.

While trying to calm my mind, another object was trampled on my eyes. It was an old account. Why is the account mixed up in this place?

“Ugh... Ugh... Ugh...”

The rebuilding of the account finally knelt down in front of the blame.

It was my father's savings for himself.

There was also a note under the account number.

- Reconstruction at the age of 30.

From the first month of admission to the Department of Creative Arts, there were 150,000 won deposited every month for more than seven years. In case I didn't succeed as a writer, my father's heart was ending in early summer last year.

It was the month when the first mosaic was published.

Bloop-oop! Bloop-oop!

The phone rang and a phone call came from Jae-in.

I couldn't get the reconstruction.

His face was soaking wet and his voice was just soothing.

He breaks his forehead on the ground on his knees. Tears falling down my forehead were soaking hot on the floor of my father's study, like cold bones.

* * *

“Somi, are you done? Let's go eat. ”

“Yes, sister. ”

Somi saves the finished manuscript and turns off the monitor screen. She turns and shakes as she gets up from her chair.

Lee Kyung-wook stood in front of me.

“What did you just say, Mr. Somi? ”

“What are you talking about? ”

“What name did you use for this representative? ”

I looked down arrogantly and asked.

This surrogate left while Somi was embarrassed to understand the situation and lost her words.

“Editor, I told you to call Somi comfortably.... ”

“Are you the proxy? ”

“Yes?”

“Are you here to play on my behalf? Whose sister are you? We have to keep the basic skills to a minimum. It's an instant business disruption. Don't you know?”

Somi hesitates because she is surprised and embarrassed.

Thinking that he's taking this surrogate because of you, he's beating like his heart is broken.

“I'll be careful.”

This surrogate stood up with her hands together and replied.

He burst his short nose and added cheerfulness, looking at Somi's hair loosened behind his shoulder.

“By the way, Somi, you're not an old lady today? ”

Somi just stood still, losing her words.

Since the photo taken at the signing ceremony of the reconstruction spread under the name 'Dangdol’, Kyungwook has mentioned it several times.

Somi and this surrogate were speculating that the person who tipped them off would probably be a high-level representative.

“Hey, Deputy. Let's just go eat. ”

“Yes, Editor. Let's go.”

Kyungwook took his deputy and left. This surrogate approaches Somi until their footsteps are completely silent.

“Mr. Somi, are you okay? ”

“I'm sorry. It's because of me... ”

“I'm sorry, it's my fault. I didn't know he was such a jerk. It's so childish and lame. ”

As this surrogate comforted Somi's back, she said.

Somi forced herself to pretend to be okay. Had it not been for this surrogate, it would have been left to burst into tears.

“How's your rice today? ”

“I like it. ”

After leaving the office, the two of them settled down in a restaurant in the building arcade and ordered food. Following the water in the cup, this surrogate takes out the horse.

“Men are usually so childish. Forget it."

“ ……. ”

“It's been hard, hasn't it? It's only poisonous to Somi I can see. Maybe Hae Hae-won's hatred for Somi is working on him. He's been sneaking up on me for a while, and he's been quiet. ”

Somi's eyes gleam in astonishing light.

“The editor let you in on the surrogate? ”

“She's outside the office. She's my sister. Anyway, phew...... Now that I mention it, I was scolded for getting rid of the flirting while trying to eat a few meals. ”

This surrogate continued after drinking a glass of water to see if her throat was burning.

“There was a call after 11: 00 at night. You had a drink because you had a hard time getting your first editor? He asked me if I could come out. That's when I cut and refused and cut the line. Let's see if we can find someone. ”

Somi's phone revealed the screen when the message was received.

After checking the contents, Somi immediately smiled at her mouth.

It was a message that flew from the rebuild.

- Writer Jang Eun-young likes the cover roughs a lot. It's time for lunch, right? Bon appétit and cheer up today.

“Ha, you're a writer, right? ”

This surrogate winces and asks with a nasty smile.

Somi blushes and asks her again.

“How did you know? ”

“Look in the mirror. You look so good, you're dead. What's going on?”

“Oh, I just wanted to say hi to you for hanging out on the cover. ”

The only person who knew that Somi was working on the cover was this proxy in Starbooks.

Similarly, it was understandable that this surrogate would have a calibrated part time around the weekend.

“Yes. You have to earn hard when you earn. It doesn't interfere with work. The publisher's salary is too tight. ”

Then came the food I ordered.

This surrogate picks up the spoon and starts emptying the rice bowl vigorously.

Somi replied to the reconstruction before she started eating. I was worried that it might look too stuffy, so I had to revise it several times.

* * *

Enjoy your lunch and watch out for the flu. Let me know if anything happens to you in any small way. Fight!!

Reconstruction confirms the message, puts the phone in the back pocket and raises his head.

It was the hospital break room where my father's stone was admitted. My sister went to work, and my mother had work to do, so I was staying with her from morning.

‘It's time for your meal. ’

Reconstruction got up and took the notebook he was writing on. A somewhat helpless expression had a mischievous glow. It was because the novel I was conceiving was blocked.

‘There are too many things I don't know... …. ’

Mystery. Or a genre of reasoning.

I had little knowledge of the legal system related to crime, police or other practitioners involved.

I did not know it well, but the limitations were clear when I envisioned an upside down story. It was so much fun to see for myself.

‘How do I fix this? Why don't we go down to the local police station and get a full report? Or legal counseling? ’

After returning to the room with all my worries, the stone was already up and receiving the food given by the cook.

The reconstruction rushes to his senses and approaches in a daze.

“Sorry, I was going to bring it. ”

“Would it make it any better if you brought it? ”

“Eat it before it gets cold. ”

“You? You should eat, too. ”

“I brought burgers and cups from the convenience store. ”

Deep wrinkles formed in the crease of the stone.

“You have to eat, son. What's a burger and a cup? ”

“We just ate and got bored. I'll be right back. ”

The reconstruction heated the burger with the microwave in the Tang Bi Silk and poured hot water on the cuppa surface.

Back in the room, the stone hasn't even picked up a spoon yet.

“Why aren't you eating? ”

“I'm going to eat now. ”

The stone answered bluntly and lifted the spoon.

Until I realized that I was waiting to eat with my son, I sat next to my father, smiling bitterly.

“Is it not working? ”

Suddenly, the stone shook the seaweed soup with a spoon.

Reconstruction raised its head rather than putting a cotton ball in its mouth.

How the hell did you figure that out?

“What are you writing? ”

“Oh, it's a... mystery. ”

“Mystery? You use that kind of genre? ”

“I'm using it as a challenge. ”

The light of admiration was young on the face of the stone.

However, it happened so quickly and disappeared that I could not recognize the reconstruction.

It was a question of pretending to be stone.

“What does it say? ”

“Well, you know. A college girl went to MT and was suspected of sexual assault. After that, she killed herself.... ”

Reconstruction spoke calmly about what he had envisioned so far.

The stone was listening while eating slowly. It was a conversation not as a father and son, but as a writer and reader.

“... but it's blocked a lot. I don't know much about the law, so I keep browsing the Internet. It's a little vague. And I have a lot of questions about the practical part. ”

The reconstruction cuts out a mouthful of hamburgers and swallows.

“I'd like to meet someone close to this family, but I should have that around me. I'm going to the police station first. If you take a box of baccas, the detectives will give you an answer. ”

The reconstruction laughs and finishes the conversation with a joke. There was always a smile on the mouth of the stone that remained unchanged like a stone.

“Why is the rich eating together? ”

By the end of the meal, a plaque appeared in the room with a shimmer. The stone looks fat, embarrassed, and waves its hand at the reconstruction.

“Your mother is here, so leave now. ”

“You can stay a little longer. ”

“Oh, come on. You're annoying. ”

“Okay, well, take care of yourself. I'll come back.”

“Don't come. ”

Reconstruction takes the bag and leaves the room.

The stone that was locked in my mind picked up his cell phone that was left beside the bed and executed the phone book.

“Where are you calling from? ”

“I've got somewhere to be. ”

I wanted to give him a little help with his writing. So far, there was nothing I could do to help. However, if there is a problem facing my son now, the stone had its own solution.

Later, the stone that found the number called. At the end of the tone, my best friend answered the phone in a bright voice.

- Who the hell is this? Ha-suk Jae, you brute!

“How are you? Now that you're retired, are you comfortable with your day? ”

- It's convenient. I have to go out and work like you. I'm dying to be stuck at home all my life working. Fishing and GO for a day or two. Oh, I'm gonna miss all the dead bodies I've seen so much.

“Hahaha, this guy. That's what I call it. ”

- All right, when are you having a drink? You didn't just call to say hi, did you? Yeah? Yeah.

The stone clears his throat. Still avoiding the sight of the person looking at him, he said to his cell phone.

“Can you help my son? ”

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