Chapter 22 – Monica, Seojun
Inside the dim mill, there was one man and one woman.
One was Seo-jun, a tall man, and Monica, a virgin with curly blonde hair.
Monica, who bowed her head like a criminal, was watching Seo-jun all the time. Although I was sitting on the straw at Seo-Jun’s recommendation, if I said right away, I would want to kneel on the floor…
“What about Ian?”
“After that day, it doesn’t come out well even if I call.”
“Really…?”
Seo-jun walked around Monica.
Her fingers flicked and caught her coin over and over again, and each time she heard the ting-ting of her coin, Monica shook her shoulders from her tight grip.
“Why? Are you tired of me?”
Seojun asked.
The subject the two were talking about was Ian again.
Seo-joon was very interested in the boy.
The first time Seojun asked her to have a secret affair with her Ian, Monica euphemistically refused.
The person she wanted to relate to wasn’t that kind of snobbish boy, but Seo-jun, the man in front of her.
But the world doesn’t seem to be going the way it wants. In the end, when I found myself approaching Ian and seducing him as he requested, how miserable it was…
Monica, like a doll hanging from a string that Seo-jun wielded, began to do whatever he told him to do.
As he demanded, he whispered love to Ian – threatened to die willingly if he didn’t accept, and laughed hard as he looked down at him as he trampled his hideous cock and ejaculated like a bug.
I couldn’t figure out why it was like this. Somehow, things came this far.
I could stand it though. It was because he had no doubt that as long as Seo-jun did not abandon her, she would have a chance someday.
But now, she has become a useless being who can’t even do what Seo-jun tells her to do.
The past few days, since the Feast of Pentecost, Ian hasn’t been looking for Monica.
Even when she went to find Ian, he repeatedly said he was sorry and pushed her away.
It was because of Lily. That bug-like guy who made me feel good just by stepping on her, was pushing her away because of another woman. Even so, that woman was Lily, whom Seo-joon had been comparing to before.
Lily was the rival of fate for Monica. Even if Lily doesn’t think so at all, Monica has been compared to Lily since childhood.
Lily was always regarded as the prettiest woman in town, and there were many men who admired Monica’s beauty, but they did not consider her the best.
Moreover, on New Year’s Eve, the last day of the year when men and women exchange gifts such as flower petals and ornaments with the opposite sex, she always received less than Lily.
Lily had trouble looking at all kinds of trinkets, grains of wheat, and sweets piled up in front of her house, but Monica’s case was not so much.
All because of Lily. With that girl, Monica was always number two.
Even for Seo-jun, Monica was mad with jealousy. When she occasionally ran into Lily on the street, Monica glared at her like she was going to kill her.
I hated it before, but it wasn’t like this, but when even Seo-joon openly compared her to Lily, there was nowhere to back down.
On top of that, Ian, a male monkey who was no better than a bug, tried to throw her away because of Lily, so he couldn’t help but get angry.
Monica did everything she could to attract Ian to Seo-jun’s request. Shed tears in front of him and asked for favors, and there was a time when he seduced him wearing see-through clothes.
But everything didn’t work.
I thought about threatening to end her life as before, but somehow I thought it wouldn’t work.
So, it has already been several days without meeting Ian.
As time passed, Monica became more and more restless. If she can’t be of any help to Seo-joon, what’s the use of her life… She couldn’t live without Seo-joon.
Monica chewed on her fingernails, then spat out her words.
“It’s because of Lily…”
Monica whispered a little. It was all because of that girl. Why is she Ian and that guy too… Does Seo-joon only like that girl…? Monica held her throbbing chest close to her stomach as she felt a tear in her stomach.
“Well, I guess so.”
Seo-joon talked nonchalantly, then folded his front.
It seemed that she had nothing to see anymore, so she quickly grabbed the hem of Seo-joon’s pants. Seojun looked down at her. She was very cold-eyed…
“Uh, where are you going…?”
“I have to go home. Can’t you see I’m hurt? I need to recuperate Let it go.”
But Monica didn’t let go. Holding on to her, until he looked back at her again… Never.
Eventually, Seo-joon gave up trying to shake her off, and he asked her out.
“Do you like me that much?”
“Yes···!”
“Really?”
“Yes!”
“How?”
Monica pondered for a while at Seo-jun’s question. How can I tell him he likes… After thinking about it for a long time, Monica gathered all her words inside her and spit them out.
“I love you···! I say I love you···! Seojun you…!”
After spitting out everything inside, my stuffy stomach was relieved. Monica felt her heart thump so much that her tears welled up. And when she looked up at Seo-Jun with her eyes wide open, she met Seo-Jun’s eyes that curved like a crescent moon.
But the laugh seemed strangely twisted, and her tears welled up again.
“So, can you do anything?”
Seojun asked.
Anything…
For some reason, the word ‘anything’ that Seo-jun said would throw Monica to the very bottom of the floor, and her eyelids trembled.
Still, the answer leaked out on its own. That much, Monica loved Seo-jun.
“Anything…, I can do anything…!”
Tears began to flow. Breathe…! Still, I bit my lip to keep from making a sound. Because I hate Seojun-.
“Then, Ian and I can have sex…”
But at those words that followed, Monica felt the world crumble.
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Why? It doesn’t look like that arrangement.
You say you love me? You said you could do anything…?
I can’t possibly answer…?
Come see me if you think you can answer.
Don’t even think about coming to me until then. Unless you don’t want to see me again…
“Heo-euk…!”
Monica jumped up from her bed with her eyes wide open.
It was still dark outside. It seemed that it was dawn with a few hours before the sun would rise. I couldn’t sleep and barely fell asleep, and the story I had with Seo-jun yesterday came out in my dream.
My whole body was covered with sweat. Her limbs were limp and weak.
I was exhausted both mentally and physically.
Monica left her room, limp like a zombie. Awakening from her slumber, her mother asked where she was going this early in the morning, but she did not answer.
When she came out, the sky was very dark. Grass bugs chirped noisily, and I could hear the chirping birds from afar. Monica walked along the dimly lit road, rubbing her eyes.
Her steps were very wobbly and weak, but her direction was clear.
Walking down a grassy path along the hillside, there was a small hut.
It was Seojun’s house.
Monica was biting her fingernails and then paused in front of her door for a long time. After all, she couldn’t even go in for a while…
Then, when she opened her eyes, the sun was rising. Monica finally slumps down in front of her door and buries her face in her lap.
Her tears leaked out like a broken faucet. If Seo-joon didn’t take care of her, she just felt that there was no point in her life anymore.
Asked if I could have sex with Ian… Seojun asked.
Monica couldn’t understand why Seo-jun said that.
She’s not attractive to herself…? It wasn’t. The eyes of her men who were looking at her were very ardent when she was beautifully decorated on her fifth day.
However, Seo-joon was too insipid for her. Maybe that’s why she was more fretful. She became more and more hung up on his attention.
Monica is… When Seo-Jun’s eyes turned toward her, her heart skipped a beat and she felt happy, and when her Seo-Jun’s eyes moved away from her, she immediately felt her sense of deprivation.
She knew perfectly well that she was being swayed by him. If I confide in anyone, I’m sure they won’t say anything good about Seo-joon. He will try to persuade her to stop paying attention to her by making fun of her and playing with her.
Still···. Still, Monica liked Seo-Jun. Madly···.
However···.
What if Seojun asks for sex with Ian…? Still···?
Kiik-
The door opened next to Monica, who was squatting.
“Monica.”
Monica felt her limp heartbeat speed up again at the sound of Seo-jun’s voice calling her own name. As she cooled, she felt her cheeks turn red.
When she lifted her head and looked at Seo-jun’s face, he was smiling.
With a more friendly face.
“Have you decided?”
Seojun asked. Seo-jun, whom she loves-.
