Dragon’s Legacy

Seoul

Praise, after Yumi and the pension, the city was busy. I went to get jewellery from Eun Bee, contracted a large level of buildings 1 and 2 in Cheongdamdong, and even selected an interior company. There was nothing difficult about the interior because it had already been done.

However, because I was planning to run a cafe on a fairly large scale, not as small as before, it cost a lot of money to contract the entire first and second floors of buildings in a good location.

After buying a house in Seoul and overlapping contracts like this, I felt pressure on the money. But now there was no other way to make money than a cafe, because it took me a while to level up six.

There is also a way to sell jewelry, but it still has a lot of anxiety and it is possible to publish a cartoon. Although I drew quite a lot, I still did not call the publisher directly because I was planning to go up to Seoul to sign a contract with the publisher. In fact, there were some actions needed to be taken because there was a question of whether they would be popular even if they met in person to sign a contract.

“Suran, if you're going to publish a cartoon later, you should do an interview. ”

“Me?”

After the cafe, the poet came back and sat on the couch and stroked Aru's head while watching the TV said to the egg sitting next to him.

“I'm just going to say I wrote a scenario, so you're going to have to do everything that comes from the press. ”

“Any particular reason? ”

Suddenly, the words of the poem made a strange expression and asked. Normal people would want to receive all the spotlights, because what the poet said was the perfect opposite.

“Do you know the easiest way to use it in the press and get people's attention? ”

“Isn't that a remarkable ability? If you're good at painting, you'll attract people and the press at once. ”

“Not at all. There are many people in the world with extraordinary abilities. Simple as a sportsman with a gold medal. But if you win a gold medal, you get a certain amount of attention and you get an issue, but not everyone succeeds the same way. Some of them are online and offline every day and become CF stars, while others rarely get attention at all. Do you know why? ”

“Well…. ”

“It's not pretty or handsome. ”

The poem smiled slightly and said.

“I can't deny that that's one of the important elements, but isn't that all? ”

“More precisely, is it a kind of charm? Attractive to people. Even the gymnast who didn't win a gold medal at the Olympics is less popular than the woman who won the gold medal several times and can easily tell just by the amount of CF taken. In the end, beauty or beauty is more important than ability to attract popularity. ”

“Okay, I understand that. Then why should I? Wouldn't it be better if Aru did? She also helps me draw cartoons, and she's many times prettier than me. ”

“No, she's prettier than me. They're so much bigger. Men like women with big breasts. ”

At the words of the egg, Aroo approaches the egg and rubs his chest. The tall, 168cm tall, chest of a C cup, and a blended face, were slightly prettier than Aroo, but made him appear quite attractive at first. The beauty of the aru was the overwhelming beauty of the inviting beauty.

“Aru has other things to do. And you actually do all the cartoons. A painting by a beautiful girl who just turned 20.... I'm already wondering what kind of attention you'd get. ”

“Ahh... ”

At the words of the poem, the eggs sighed lightly. Not long ago, he asked for help with women, and now he wants to be in front of the press.

“And I want you to draw me some pictures by tomorrow. It's colored. We have to preheat it up on the Internet. ”

“Yes. Yes. Sure."

In the words of the poem, he sighed and said, as if the eggs were inevitable.

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“That's a good drawing. This should get enough attention. ”

The poem came right after the cafe to check the picture of the eggs. A beautiful picture with a girl's emotions on it. I like the rich expression of the girl who looks like Aroo, but I am amazed at the surrounding background that looks like an elaborate picture. Especially when the atmosphere of the cartoon shadows unique to the egg is a little dreamy, it makes me more and more drawn.

The poem immediately scanned the picture with the sign of the spawn and transferred it to the computer. As I asked yesterday, there were a few more paintings, but I didn't intend to upload them all at once.

“Let's sit here and start writing. ”

The poem sitting in front of the computer said, I could post it myself, but I had to write a lot of comments, so I was going to teach eggs how to do it.

“Here, hold the mouse. Let's go to a site with lots of girls. ”

The poem stood right behind the egg and placed his hand on the mouse that the egg caught and accessed a site where many women were frequent to create a new identity.

I could feel the breath on my hands and neck, but I didn't care about the situation at all.

“Let's write in the correct style. ”

“Your answer? What is it? ”

“The answer is set, and all you have to do is answer. So what's the way...... ”

The poem explained in detail how to use it, and the intelligent egg quickly understood its meaning. I write as soon as I get a sense of the general feeling.

[I want to be a cartoon sister, but I don't think I can draw very well. [unclear]

It was important to make the question of how hard it was to draw the title.

[My best friend and I are writing a scenario to try to paint a real cartoon. But I don't think I can draw, so my confidence is completely lost. I love the scenario that my brother wrote, but I'm afraid my paintings will be ruined. Rate me. Pleeez.]

I finished writing and the egg looked at the poem. Is this how it's gonna be?

“Well written. Let's attach and post a photo. ”

The poem once again placed his hand on the egg-catching mouse, attaching the picture and posting. Then, it flinches the shallow wind at the neck of the egg. The egg moves slightly.

“I've already posted five comments. ”

“Sure. Let's read it. ”

The bully clicked on the post with an anticipated face to view the comment.

What am I if I can't draw?]

[That's a really good drawing. This should be enough for the cartoon.]

[My sister drew a great picture. Why don't you trade it for my hand?]

[Again, the answer is no. It's really annoying to pretend I can't put this up.]

[Don't worry, you're a good drawer.]

Comments popped up instantly

[Can I use this as a background?]

[Can I post a photo on another site?]

There was no flawless comment in the middle, but of course it was a compliment. It was natural to be complimented not because I really wanted to be evaluated, but because it was a flattering style. Nevertheless, a smile blooms from the face of the egg. I wanted to embrace the irresistible charm immediately, but I still couldn't.

“I wrote the correct style once, so you can write more confidently from now on. Let's put it up for a few days and put it on the Internet. ”

“Oh, yes. I will.”

In the words of the poem, the eggs were busy watching the comments and posting a reply. The poem touched the head of the egg and sat on the couch.

You can leave the cartoons to the eggs now, but taking over the cafe is a problem. I had to find a house for my parents, but I didn't have that much money. But if you sell your parents' house, except for this officetel deposit, I could give you an apartment in the early 30sqm.

I didn't spend much money, but I bought a house in Seoul came under tremendous pressure.

The situation took a moment to consider and called home.

[Mom, what are you doing?]

[Oh, is that our poem? She's doing well because of you. Do you know how much the poem praises you for having such a good son around?]

Like my mom, I feel like I've bragged about it a lot.

But, Mom, Do you want to come up here and live?]

With you? Are you marrying Aru? Oh, Aru is very thoughtful. Kids nowadays say they don't want to get married.]

From now on, my mom only said Aru compliments when she opened her mouth.

[No, it's not like that. I'm going up to Seoul with Aru now. But the cafe is closed, so I was wondering if Mom and Dad could go. And you and dad can spend all the money you make there.]

[Oh, really? Did Aroo tell you to do that?]

This time I didn't even bring up Aru's son, but suddenly my mom brings up Aru's story again.

Oh, yeah. Aroo's got a lot on his mind.]

[Aru He's not like the kids these days....]

My mother constantly praises Aru as if she was waiting for the poem.

[So, shall we go up tomorrow? I don't have a lot of time to work with Mom and Dad these days. I miss Aroo too.]

[Then I'll meet you at the terminal in the morning. Oh, and I told everyone around me that Aru was my brother. So don't talk about Aru to people.]

While thinking about it for a moment, he told his mother the truth without hiding that Aru was his younger brother. It's hard to clean up after you lie, so it was good to reveal some truth at this time.

Did something happen?]

[When I found out you were living with Aru, I said I was just living with my sister. So please pretend Aroo is your brother. Okay?]

[What's to be ashamed of getting married anyway. Oh, my God, he's just like his dad. He's got a lot on his mind.]

[Okay? So don't say anything because you're never going to marry Aru.]

The pope hung up on his mother after calling her bride. Although I did not take much credit for asking, I am relieved that I explained the situation.

I was going to tell Hyunju, Eunji, Sook, Chan, and Yumi who work at the cafe tomorrow in advance that their parents were coming, but I was curious how to deal with their sudden reaction, so I decided not to tell them. How do you want to react?

The eyes of the poem were full of anticipation.

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