Director of feelings | chaesoo / jenlisa

What is the stage of pain for everyone?

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Mansionair - Easier

Mr. Park forbade his daughter to appear in his house. That's why Lisa is at her father's house. But she couldn't refuse Jennie's mother, Kim Dain, who herself called her into the house to talk.

At what point has everything changed so much in this house? Where did the photos from the parents' wedding go? Where is mother's own painting that hung over the fireplace? Why is there a statue instead of my mother's favorite vase? Exactly from Busan. Some new purple curtains. God, what kind of tastelessness? No, it's probably because of the realization that everything was done by another woman.

Sitting on the couch, where, according to her father, she recently harassed Jennie, looks at the table with a small statue of an angel. With her eyes narrowed, she looks at the angel's smile, which seemed to say to her: "You impressed? And this is just the beginning." Lisa rolls her eyes at the annoying trinket and throws her foot, pushing her heel under the sofa.

There's a place for this angel.

Lisa examines Mrs. Kim Dain, who is making her coffee in the kitchen. It's stupid to seduce this woman. She will never be interested in someone who is the age of her daughter. But Lisa will try. If not that, she'll come up with something else. She will do everything to prevent her marriage from her father, and then she will throw all the things into the trash and this damned angel under the couch, too.

Why did Kim Dain invite her to talk? Obviously, because of the harassment of hers daughter. She  just didn't understand the meaning of this conversation. If she wanted to insult her, she would hardly smile nicely, making coffee for Manoban.

"Lisa, I wanted to talk about that case," confidently, but Mrs. Kim somehow starts shamefully.

Sitting opposite the young girl, she looks in bewilderment at the table, where she put her favorite statuette fifteen minutes ago.

"I didn't harass her," Lisa smiles, pushing back the mug that Mrs. Kim gave her.

She will not drink what this woman has prepared.

"I know," Lisa freezes for a second and raises one eyebrow.

She obviously didn't expect such a turn. Anything but that.

"You know, Jennie, she..." the woman gives a nervous laugh. "It's not the first time she's doing it," she waves hers hand, but shyly averts her eyes. "I wanted to apologize for that. My daughter turned it around every time I had a man."

Lisa knew and felt that they were somewhat similar. And here it is. Lisa fucked her father's women, exposing them as corrupt whores. Jennie deliberately seduced men, exposed them as sexual harassment.

Just like... sisters?

At first, when Mrs. Kim just introduced the first man to her daughter, in the restaurant he deliberately climbed at the table with his hand under her dress. After that incident, Jennie decided, already consciously, to provoke everyone to see the real inner rot of the mother's chosen ones.

But now Jennie's choice fell not on her mother's man, but on his daughter. What is it?

"Are you so sure that she deliberately did it?"

"I know when she's pretending," the woman nods in confirmation, rubbing her hands. "I tried to talk to Jennie to tell the truth to your father, but she's too hardy. And your father tells me not to justify you, because he knows his daughter too well... But I know my daughter no less."

"And what do you want from me?"

"I want you and Jennie to have a good relationship."

"How good are they?" Went smiling, Lisa is interested, leaning on the table with her elbows and narrowing her eyes. "How deep is it?"