CHAPTER 32

331 7 0
                                    


Since the day I returned from Na Ah Ah, the relationship between my mom, dad, and me flipped upside down for one week.

One day, Mom called me over with a pitying face and said,

“Ye-rin… could you sit with me for a moment?”

“What’s up?”

“Well…, our household expenses have run out…, could you give me some of the money you earned from your part-time job last month?”

“……”

It looked almost like daylight robbery, but honestly, this was a pretty gentlemanly approach for my parents.

They used to unlock my account and take money without telling me.

“Huh…, I’ll be so frugal and diligent from now on, so please… just a little for living expenses.”

Tears glistened in Mom’s eyes.

It seemed like my recent assertiveness made her switch to the tear tactic.

If I think about it, the tear tactics had worked on me before.

I remembered when I replaced Dad’s graphics card; it was all part of the tear strategy.

“Huh…, boo… Ye-rin, could you replace Dad’s graphics card? The current one is so crappy that… the games… sniff…”

“…Dad, this isn’t the time to play games. You should hurry up and get a job to earn some money…”

“*Waaah—! If I just had a better graphics card, I could de-stress and find a job faster—! Waaah!”

“Okay…, so how much do you need?”

“Thanks, Ye-rin! Dad will cover most of it, so just add 2 million won!”

But now, I was different.

Even after seeing Mom’s tears…, I felt nothing.

“Why should I use the money I earned to cover living expenses?”

“Why? Because we’re family!”

Oh, I have an idea.”

I pointed to Mom’s clothing room.

“You’ve got tons of clothes you don’t wear. If you sell some of those through second-hand trading, wouldn’t that give you some money? You can use that for living expenses.”

Mom, of course, reacted just as expected…

“What—!! Absolutely not—!!”

She wiped her tears and shouted.

“How do you think I bought those clothes? Why should I sell them to cover living expenses!”

“Why do you say that? We’re family.”

“Ugh…!”

When I threw back her words, Mom glared at me, looking disgruntled.

That expression of hers was kind of cute.

I, Ha Ye-rin, owed a lot of my looks to my parents.

Especially since Mom had her pick of suitors when she was younger; guys would line up to do whatever she wanted.

That vanity from back then still lingers, especially when it comes to luxury brands.

She’d buy luxury goods, drag me into her depressive state when she was broke, and hug me while crying.

In the past, I felt sorry for her, but now it just seems kind of childish.

Of course, Dad was no different.

I BECAME AN IDOL TO PAY OFF MY DEBT Where stories live. Discover now