CHAPTER 100

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Seeing the status abnormality window for "affection deficiency," I froze for a moment...

"I'm not affection-deficient..."

I shook my head, denying the status window.

Sure, I was an orphan in my past life, and in this life too, I didn't receive enough love from my parents.

But it's not like I only lacked love from my parents; since being reborn in Ha Ye-rin's body, I've been hogging all sorts of attention from those around me.

Boys confessing love to me daily, and even those I'm not close with trying to get a little closer.

It got even worse after Na Ah Ah came out.

Right now, there are tons of people on the internet who praise and adore me.

I have plenty of friends among the Na Ah Ah participants, like Seo Yoo-jin, Lee Hye-jeong, and Park Yoo-jung.

I quickly pulled out my phone to look up symptoms of affection deficiency.

...No matter how I looked, it seemed far from me.

So, I shook my head and turned off my status window.

Then, while eating my mom's unbelievably tasteless miso soup, I thought to myself that the status window seemed faulty.

That was the first moment I denied the status window.

The next day, my dad and mom lived the same life as the first day, as if to prove they really changed.

Leaving for work early in the morning and returning at night.

Doing all the housework and personally preparing my meals.

Of course, just that alone doesn't fully make me trust my dad and mom, but... since they continued to show different sides from before, my wariness towards them gradually crumbled.

While my life at home changed, my life outside saw huge changes too.

Now, not just at school, but even on ordinary streets, the number of people recognizing me had skyrocketed.

Some even claimed to be my fans, asking for signatures or photos...

"Excuse me, um, wow-! I'm such a huge fan!"
"You look way prettier in person-!!"
"Um, could you give me an autograph?"

Just one photo, please...."

Some bold ones even dared to ask for a handshake or my number.

"Could I... just hold your hand once... um, could I shake your hand, please?"
"If I DM you, will you respond or can I get your number...?"

So, whenever I went out, my essentials became a mask and a hat.

But it seemed like even that had its limits, as Kang Hyung-man finally said...

"Ye-rin, from now on, Sang-gu will be providing you with 24-hour close protection."

"...Huh?"
"You never know when some crazy guy might appear. I can't be with you every day since I'm busy, so I'll have Sang-gu stick to you."

Sang-gu, who usually stuck with me and acted as my manager, was assigned as my bodyguard.

Of course, having Sang-gu-who's 190 cm tall, muscular, bald, and has a fierce look-defending me is reassuring, yet...

"...Isn't Sang-gu busy? Does he have time to follow me around for 24 hours?"

I knew Sang-gu was an executive in Kang Hyung-man's organization, and I wondered if we could really use high-ranking personnel like that as my bodyguard.

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