“No, I said I’m sorry.”
Despite my apology, my sister stared at me with his mouth shut for almost 30 minutes.
“Honey, I really didn’t see anything.
I told you that my eyes have been getting blurry lately and I can’t see the letters well.”
Hmm, rather than loosening up, her expression seemed to become more murderous.
In the end, I had no choice but to use the last resort.
“Is there anything you want to eat? Chicken? Pizza? Just say the word and I’ll buy it for you.”
“Who do you think i am ? a pig?”
'Okay, it's slowly coming over.'
Finally, my brother opened his mouth. I didn't miss this opportunity and quickly pressed on.
“Ah, then if Min-i won’t eat, I’ll have to order some hot and filling noodles and eat them by myself. I was going to buy Min-i whatever her wanted to eat today, but if her won’t eat, then there’s nothing I can do.”
The gaze that glared at me became even more vicious at my words.
I pretended not to care and took out my cell phone.
“Yes, that’s a nice noodle restaurant, right? Just order me a bowl of hot noodle soup that’s so hot it’ll burn the roof of my mouth… ”
At that moment, a soft voice was heard from the side.
"tteokbokki."
At my sister declaration of surrender, I desperately lowered the corners of my mouth that were about to rise and said.
“Add cheese to spicy tteokbokki?”
“And fried food. And gimbap, three, no, four.”
“Oki, are you ordering it now?”
“And buy me some ice cream too.”
“Okay, hehe… Then, what happened to Oppa entering my room without permission today?
Hehe. Is it all over? Hehe.”
“Don’t laugh! I haven’t forgiven you yet!”
“Hmm, hmm. Who said that was funny?”
I desperately tried to suppress my laughter so as not to upset my little sister who was barely coming to terms with her feelings.
“It may be a bit strange to ask now, but how have you been?”
“I don’t know. Is it okay for you to be like this?”
“It’s okay, I have to come back in a few days though. By the way, did you… see the broadcast?”
“Oh, I watched it because my grandmother told me to watch it with her.”
"okay?"
My sister answered my question calmly, but I could see her eyes trembling slightly.
“Was it fun?”
“I don’t know much about that.”
“Didn’t you like idols before?”
“That happened when I was in middle school, and I’m not interested now. If my grandmother hadn’t asked me to watch it with her, I wouldn’t have watched it. Stop talking nonsense and go out and buy some ice cream.”
“Okay, I got it.”
As I watched my younger sister spouting off words as if her was feeling a little hurt, I got up from my seat to willingly become an errand boy.
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IDOL LIFE THAT STARTS WITH MILITARY WRITING
FantasíaI've retired from the army and now I'm going to become an idol. Alternative: Idol life starting with military service Author(s): Anshin ©It is not my story© Only for offline reading OWNER'S CREDITS I used an image from SeaArt. WARNING: Errors in Gr...
