A Heroine Who Can Never Be Abandoned - A Heroine Who Can Never Be Abandoned chapter 105

105 – Dongmin Lee (40)

Dongmin Lee (40)

But, just before that, I pushed her away.

“…Sorry, not yet…”

I think it’s absurd.

You kissed me first, but you refused to go beyond that.

Haerin asked.

“Is it because of Mr. Lee Da-mi?”

“I don’t know. Sorry. Now…”

“Now?”

“………”

I kept my mouth shut.

“Sorry, I don’t know. That answer too.”

I don’t know why you’re rejecting it.

But I instinctively felt that way.

It’s not that I don’t like Harin.

She has an ideal body and face, and looks like a docile puppy when held in her arms, but she also has a cat-like charm.

It’s funny that I would reject a woman like this, but even so, she couldn’t hold her the way she was.

“I understand.”

What do you understand?

Harin smiled and then she walked past me.

Maybe she’s offended.

No matter how high her self-esteem is, she will be hurt if she is rejected by men several times.

She was worried, but more than that, she needed to figure out the source of this feeling that was making me feel bad.

“…Notebook.”

I set my eyes on the bedside table in front of the studio.

That was the beginning of all of this.

And if I remember correctly, you can relay Haerin’s every move through that laptop.

“I’ll take a shower-“

Finally, Harin said from a distance.

Since you went to the funeral, you must want to wash up.

After I said yes, I turned on my laptop.

“Jeong Seong-min is dead.”

I muttered as I watched the boot up.

There was something mysterious about his death.

Of course, in the main part of 『Journal』, Jeong Seong-min is killed by an ‘unknown person’.

But whether it’s a modified version or not-

“I don’t know.”

But Haerin’s meaningful eyes came to mind.

Standing in thought next to Jeong Seong-min’s car, which is emitting dangerous smoke.

I was also curious about the meaning of the words she threw at me.

‘That’s not the correct answer.’

… She’s hiding something from me.

I was in secret contact with my sister, and it was clear that the two were making some kind of deal over me.

I can’t remain an idiot like this.

Haerin’s mind and actions will be recorded in the notebook, and if she is the one who installed the explosives, the evidence will remain there.

The timing was too coincidental, but no matter how determined my sister was, there was no way that an ordinary freelance designer would suddenly create a bomb.

That doesn’t fit common sense.

Only Haerin can do such a thing.

Come to think of it, even in 『Journal』, There was an episode where the villain was actually removed with explosives.

A bomb manufacturing method can be produced illegally enough if one has the financial strength to have scientific knowledge and materials and the intelligence to understand the process.

“… Why is Harin?”

I checked again from the beginning.

The reason I was afraid of Haerin was because the main character in the novel suddenly appeared.

That alone is unrealistic.

But is that enough to scare you?

I felt fear because Haerin killed me when he knew that I did not love him.

I was afraid of that.

Because the novel became reality as it was.

…But why was I afraid of her in her novel?

“……”

Somewhere, knowledge got tangled up.

No, while the novel reflects reality, it manipulates even my memory as a character in reality.

It felt like my brain was being stabbed with an awl.

“… After writing that novel, I serialized the main story. It was a hit and I became independent…”

That’s the correct order.

Haerin, who appears in the main story, realizes that she is a character in a novel and continues to struggle to protect herself and fights against the villains.

“… Is this correct?”

A novel within a novel within a novel.

I first wrote the so-called ‘Kang Hae-rin Begins’ and started writing the main story based on it, but ‘Kang Hae-rin Begins’ became a reality, and eventually the main story also became a reality.

Logically speaking, that is the order.

“So, did Harin plant the bomb?”

A laptop that has finished booting.

I opened the file.

The notebook recorded every moment of Haerin.

Since it broke down once, it seems to only be updated at an hour estimated at midnight.

Because of that, we won’t be able to find out what happened today and Haerin’s psychology in detail until tomorrow.

But if it is Harin who planted the bomb, we can check the preparation process.

Because of mutual trust issues, we didn’t look at it openly and didn’t look very closely.

But if it is Haerin who killed Jung Sung-min, then she has broken her promise to me.

No matter how much it is to protect Hwang Ji-young and Kim Yoon-a…

… Is it really for them?

However, I couldn’t find anything on the laptop.

As I know, Haerin lay down with me in bed before midnight, and got up at dawn to do housework, as written on the shared schedule.

It was a regular routine that made me feel sorry for myself.

Besides, she was with me most of the day.

I didn’t have time to mark Seongmin Jung, and even when I was away, I looked for my sister or tracked down detectives.

What if you lied to me?

It should have appeared on the notebook, though.

Because I can’t even manipulate this content.

“… Nuna, are you really a noona?”

I quickly read a fairly long amount.

I think I read almost all of it, but it was impossible for Haerin to read almost several weeks of content while she was out of the shower.

I hear footsteps.

I closed the laptop.

“Don’t you take a shower?”

Haerin said after wearing a gown with White Kim.

Her face was slightly flushed, just like a human, and her skin looked moist.

I blamed myself.

Are you still thinking like this?

Haerin is not like a human, but a human.

“Oh, I should too.”

I said with an awkward smile.

#

After taking a shower, our daily routine remained the same.

We ate and worked on each other.

We talked while listening to music in the living room.

They spent time stroking each other’s hands, kissing lightly, and exchanging refreshing skinship.

Of course, seeing Jung Sung-min’s dead body just disturbed my mind, and Hae-rin was also less talkative than usual, perhaps preoccupied with that thought as well.

It seemed that his complexion was dark.

Is it because of my mood?

If she did it somehow, by some trick, she wouldn’t have any reason to feel guilty.

After dinner, I locked myself in the studio again.

I called my sister again.

I lost contact with her again.

‘I’ll never see that.’

… What the hell?

My chest felt stuffy and I felt like going crazy.

[Did your sister kill Jeong Seong-min?]

The call ended at the perfect timing.

Besides, her meaningful words.

Deterministically, Haerin and I speculated that it was those who knew the original contents of the 『Diary』 That transformed the contents of the 『Diary』.

My sister must have known about it.

So you have the ability to change that.

So, she is also the most powerful person.

What was frustrating was the limit of my knowledge as a writer.

‘I’m a writer, but I don’t know the original.’

After the laptop broke down, I tried connecting the USB plugged into it, but it refused to fix it.

This was also evident in the magical power of the laptop.

As a writer who actually wrote the novel, I couldn’t access the original content, and my older sister, who received it by dividing it into fragments, got the right to edit it.

“………”

A scene where the person presumed to have killed Jeong Seong-min in the main story sits on a dark sofa and mumbles.

However, the main character has not been identified.

Did I write this kind of person?

For more than 1,000 episodes, such a person did not appear, and his identity was not revealed.

There are no hints to guess.

“Kang Hae-rin’s Diary” Is Kang Hae-rin’s journey to track down the villain who interferes with her happiness with Lee Dong-hyun.

Lee Dong-hyun is, of course, me.

It became more and more ambiguous as to how much of the novel was altered and how much of it was exactly as I wrote it.

“The development was too frustrating.”

While sitting in front of my new laptop and working on 『Journal』, I decided that I should quickly get Haerin to catch the culprit, but at the same time I was in a dilemma.

I am a writer and at the same time I am inside 『Journal』.

If I guess the culprit.

No, what if the identity of the culprit is revealed?

If a novel is something the writer can write at will anyway, then I could have pointed out the murderer Jung Sung-min and the dark side afterward in the latest episode.

I don’t know the name of the person who killed Jeong Seong-min, but at the same time, I could have pointed it out to anyone.

It could be Harin or my sister.

So am I going to end up in the dark?

It was a strange paradox.

If I take a non-culprit as the culprit, does he literally become the culprit?

Or even if he wrote it like that, would it be transformed on its own?

If many of the previous contents of 『Journal』 Are ‘contaminated’, it is useless even if I point out my sister, Haerin, or a third person as the culprit.

Because it will be changed by ‘Real Darkness’ anyway.

I am a puppet.

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I become just a character in a novel.

I, who always manipulated and cornered the characters in novels, felt like I was in trouble after entering someone else’s novel.

I couldn’t confirm anything.

Even if whatever I write, if it transforms on its own, what is the reason for me to write a novel?

I was in a bad mood.

I read the novel step by step from the beginning.

What will happen after Sungmin Jung’s death?

“Jang Hye-ok.”

This was clear.

An ex-convict of her marriage fraud, she dismembers and kills both her family and her husband to collect her insurance money.

Haerin tries to stop her.

Why?

Because I am suffering.

For what?

One is because I’m a character I made up, and the other is because she knows the person who will do her harm.

…And that person.

“Who was it?”

I felt a confusion come over my memory.

It was already close to midnight.

Soon Haerin will invite you to go to bed.

I had to check before that.

Who will Jang Hye-ok kill?

I opened the next page of 『Journal』.

“Baby.”

At that moment, a knock was heard.

Haerin was standing at the door of the studio and knocking on the door.

Simple, collarless design with buttoned front and long sleeves tapering to narrow cuffs.

A set of dark, richly colored satin draped beautifully over her curves.

… Today, her mysterious and charming aura stands out and shines in a subtle way.

The contrast of colors made the skin whiter.

“Time to bed.”

“… Haerin. That is…”

“No-no.”

She snapped her fingers.

Uncharacteristically for Harin, a mischievous and mischievous smile came to mind, but at the same time she couldn’t resist.

“That’s the rule.”

“………”

“What do you have to do?”

“… I was worried about Jang Hye-ok. Do you know?”

Haerin already knows the main story of 『Journal』.

Besides, she’s serious about taking down villains for me, so she must have plans as well.

There is no way I don’t know Jang Hye-ok’s name.

“Sure.”

“I think I need to prepare how to prepare.”

“You worry too much.”

Haerin walked over and took my hand.

“You don’t have to think complicatedly. Didn’t you entrust everything to me?”

“It only takes a moment. Just check this…”

“Nono, do that tomorrow. Time to sleep now.”

“………”

I was led up to her bedroom.

Haerin’s words were soft as usual and her expression was calm, but she had an irresistible power.

But to be honest, I had a different mindset.

The image of Harin obsessed with the shared schedule and excessively structured life is the original setting, so it is, but should it be until this point?

Jeong Seong-min died.

The reason…

“………”

Why am I shocked?

… If Jung Sung-min was originally going to be eliminated by an unidentified black man, there is no reason for me to be shocked.

… As expected, this was fabricated.

Pretending not to be me, I sat down on the bed.

Today I decided to pretend to sleep.

I decided to wake up in the middle of the morning, carefully look at Haerin’s past activities through my laptop, and take a look at the contents of 『Journal』 Once again.

If you carefully analyze the scene where ‘Darkness’ appears, you may be able to find a clue.

“Here.”

Haerin handed me warm tea as always.

It was yellow.

I drank it and closed my eyes.

#

It was 8 am when I woke up.

The Clair de Lune by Debussy was playing.