A Heroine Who Can Never Be Abandoned - A Heroine Who Can Never Be Abandoned chapter 137

137 – Epilogue (3)

Epilogue (3)

“Oh, sorry.”

Passengers poured out at the transfer station.

As Park Se-young got off, she bumped into someone on the shoulder.

“I’m going in, sorry.”

Someone came in beside her.

“………”

But Park Se-young had a different idea.

“… Darkness, who is it?”

At this level, overindulgence is also a disease.

Despite helping herself, Park Se-young couldn’t stop thinking about her.

She thought she would be reading this longer than her admirers like Hwang Ji-young and Kim Yoon-a, who were rather lukewarm when she was active in the web novel club three years ago.

No one would have imagined.

She read the notice from YW Media again.

The contract with YW Media, which distributed the novel on an external platform, has ended, but the series will continue on Nopia, the primary platform, so Park Se-young will follow until the end.

However, there was no sign of the presence of a ‘black curtain’ that informs the detective of the villains’ activities in 『Kang Hae-rin’s Murder Diary』.

Even though that is actually the point of this novel.

The readers who got off could not stand this.

I thought it would be Kang Hae-rin just by looking at the development around the 70th episode, but when the head of the religion she controlled died, the link was severed.

After that, the development is completely different.

The villains in 『Kang Hae-Rin’s Murder Diary』 Are caught by the detective one by one, but when the point of view changes, Kang Hae-Rin only shoots romance with Lee Dong-Hyun.

Lee Dong-hyeon is gradually opening his heart to Kang Hae-rin, who was hostile at first, through various opportunities.

It was also around that time that novels became less popular.

Anyway, there were many readers who thought this was a deception, and there were also readers who thought it was disgusting.

“…Is Haerin Kang in the dark?”

There were too many clues to give a definitive answer.

The artist seemed to have no intention of revealing it at all.

Considering only the development up until now, it is obvious that Kang Hae-rin is doing everything, but since the development after that is focused on the romance of Kang Hae-rin and Lee Dong-hyun, her movements as a black actor are unknown.

The novel seemed to go on endlessly.

As if Kang Hae-rin and Lee Dong-hyun would continue until they die of old age.

Because of that, readers fell away, but perhaps because he knew Lee Dong-min and Kang Hae-rin, Park Se-young couldn’t stop following the novel.

“………”

She turned off her phone.

I could see a company building in the distance.

Park Se-young is still a newcomer, but she is determined that if she gets a chance someday, she will dig into this novel.

Since pseudo-religion has a great social impact, it will not matter if it is not timely.

Of course, I didn’t tell anyone about this item.

‘The novel becomes reality.’

Even if the novel itself is a novel that deals with ‘the situation in which the novel became reality’?

It’s not a dream within a dream, it’s a rumor among the rumors.

It’s a perfect topic to laugh at when someone hears it.

Of course she thought of a way to prove this, but she decided to be cautious until the time came.

Hwang Ji-young and Kim Yoon-ana, who are now obsessed with other web novels, and Kim Hye-jung, who is dating a man other than Lee Dong-min, who she liked so much, and Oh Sun-do, and… Baek Yu-ram.

Thinking of Baek Yu-ram, she let out a small sigh.

We will be able to get together again someday.

“…Then let’s fight today too. Seyoung!”

She stamped her pass and entered the building.

#

Categorical type stopped the car in a quiet residential area.

How long will it take you to come here?

I wanted to come more often, but it wasn’t a particularly good memory, and there was no reason to do so.

“…Today is a special day.”

A considerable amount of time has already passed while the results of the investigation were revealed to the media and some tasks were being handled.

I didn’t know that he would give the briefing, but the team leader took credit for his considerable work in the Iljigyo-related matter and gave the presentation instead, so I suffered.

How embarrassing.

But at the same time, I was also happy.

“… Seonggang, I have avenged you.”

Categorical muttered quietly.

Three years ago, it was revealed that he was a member of Ilchikyo who killed detective Park Seong-gang, who died in a mysterious attack.

With Woo Sang-mi’s death this time, the organization almost collapsed, and related testimonies poured in.

He hardened his face and walked away from his car.

He still limped a little.

Of course, he fully recovered, but perhaps because of his memory at the time, his walking posture was oddly unbalanced.

That period was like hell.

It will be difficult for any detective to maintain his senses when faced with a situation where a novel becomes a reality.

As a result, Seonggang Park died.

… On the other hand, the categorical type may have been lucky because it only suffered a thigh piercing injury and a rib fracture.

I pressed the chime and a woman appeared.

The woman with her black hair growing down to her shoulders, her face was a little flushed from having just cleaned up, and she was sweating a little.

She looked like her back was uncomfortable because she was pregnant, but when she saw the categorical type, she smiled.

Beom Joo-hyung couldn’t meet that smile and lowered his eyes, then checked the beautiful D-line again.

“Brother. How have you been doing?”

A healthy and bright smile.

Dami Lee seemed to be doing well.

That gave the categorical type a sense of bitterness, disappointment, and relief at the same time.

How worried she was when she, who had disappeared for a while, suddenly found out that she was pregnant with her child.

… Of course, the categorical type is a married man, and even a woman he has had a crush on for a long time cannot be with Lee Da-mi.

Still, he had a strange possessiveness.

It’s like friendship, he thought.

“… Did you exercise?”

“How did you know? Kinda hard Because my body is like this.”

Ida-mi smiled, pointing down at her.

I could see that her breathing was somewhat suspended.

It must have been a really strenuous exercise.

I peeked inside and didn’t see any exercise equipment other than books, but I’m glad it looks healthy.

“I am pregnant, can I exercise?”

“The doctor says it’s okay?”

“………”

Categorical type noticed that Lee Da-mi’s hairstyle had changed.

She’s even gotten longer than the last time I saw her, and her bangs have gotten better.

Maybe because of that, the 30-year-old pregnant woman looked incredibly young and felt alive.

“Did you have bangs?”

“What is that kindness?”

Idami laughed.

“I heard that men get scared when a woman asks if anything has changed, but her wife shouldn’t worry.”

Her words somehow made her categorical.

He’s actually an insensitive guy.

How much did she hear from her wife when she was dating?

Now she doesn’t ask those kinds of questions.

‘Doesn’t it seem like I’ve changed?’

… Because I know I won’t be able to answer anyway.

But Lee Da-mi got it right.

… There was nothing I couldn’t do to make an excuse.

Isn’t bangs definitely a big change?

She couldn’t even go home because she worked overtime for weeks, but she thought of her emaciated wife from raising her two bubbly and energetic sons.

At the same time, she was hurt by Lee Da-mi’s attitude that she seemed to distance herself from herself by even mentioning ‘her wife’.

“It’s been such a long time.”

The categorical type looked around and asked.

“Can I come in?”

The categorical type said awkwardly.

Dami Lee lowered her eyebrows and said.

“What can I do? I have kids, and my husband is working right now. If you come in, you’ll just be tired.”

A resolute refusal.

The categorical nodded her head.

“… It was all thanks to you that I was able to catch the Iljikyo bastards. I came to say thank you. I thought it would be better to talk to her face rather than over the phone.”

He handed over the bag he was holding in his hand.

“Take care of yourself. Share it with Dongmin. It’s good for men too. Anyway, your husband…”

“Thank you for caring.”

Dami cut him off.

She didn’t like to talk about ‘her husband’.

She works abroad and has never met Mi’s husband, her categorical brother, either by photo or voice.

She honestly had doubts.

In fact, maybe her husband is not there?

But if that’s the case, isn’t it strange that she is already the mother of three children.

There is only one man living in this house.

Because only Lee Dong-min is her younger brother Lee Mi-mi, the only thing that can make her pregnant is her foreign husband.

The categorical type thought with a strange feeling of jealousy that he loved his wife quite a bit and worked diligently, even though he had little time at home.

“Hae-rin Kang, how are you?”

“Sure.”

Ida-mi seemed to be a little bothersome.

The place where she lived was a large mansion where her three children could run wild and play.

And the owner of this place is Haerin Kang.

She couldn’t believe that Lee Da-mi, who had once been so tenacious to protect Lee Dong-min, was now strong and living on the same roof as Rin without problems.

“… Kang Haerin, be careful.”

Wanting to somehow carry on her words, the categorical hyung Eun Da-mi tried to close the door, but she added hastily.

And I was taken aback.

Isn’t Rin, who is strong from the standpoint of Ida Mi, a benefactor who has been taking care of herself and her younger brother for a long time.

As expected, her expression was not very good.

“Watch out what?”

“… Oh, I’m sorry. It just reminds me of the past.”

“You said that was all a misunderstanding. Brother.”

“…Yes.”

“You’re not thinking the wrong way, are you?”

“… That can’t be.”

“Don’t worry, Mr. Haerin, because Dongmin and I are monitoring well. Also, I will continue to tell you about 『Journal』. As you know, my brother is aware that novels are becoming reality.”

“…Yes, thank you.”

“Please take good care of me in the future.”

“Huh… Huh?”

“It’s where Dongmin and my babies live.”

“………”

“Make it a safe place.”

“…Yes. Don’t try.”

The categorical type answered awkwardly and turned around.

The door closed behind my back.

“………”

Categorical type looked around the residential area in a daze.

The streets were clean, without a single rubbish, and there were occasional well-dressed people walking around.

The sky was clear without a single cloud.

The categorical type got into the car.

It’s a long-awaited return home.

On the way, he decided to go buy some strawberries, which his wife wanted to eat, chicken to eat, and beer for himself.