Novelist Running Through Time - Chapter 187



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The Novelist Who Leapt Through Time Episode 187

long long time ago.

So, roughly two months ago.

Yuna Gu, who lives in a single-family house (2nd floor, with a yard) located in the middle of Seoul, was living a depressing daily life.

There were three people I could call friends, but Kim Byul and Min Hyo-min are active celebrities, so I don’t have time for them, and this guy, a writer, is the root cause of my ‘depression’.

Gu Yuna decided to find a way to relieve this depression.

The answer was obvious.

When you’re feeling down, it’s best to see some blood.

Gu Yuna participated in a writing-battle royale where people killed and killed each other for trivial pleasure.

It’s a hundred days.

Coincidentally, there was a competition being held in Chungcheong Province.

It was quite a distance, but I also got used to the driver who came into existence as my mother’s business prospered.

Gu Yuna arrived in Chungcheong Province escorted by a driver like a rich girl (that’s right).

So I participated in the contest and took first place as usual.

Up to this point, it was as usual.

Participating in contests is something I always do, and winning first place is also something I always do.

But from this point on, things were different from usual.

“Are you by any chance Gu Yuna, the student who wrote ‘The Starry Sky’?”

“yes.”

“Nice to see this! It’s my honor to meet the superstar of our literary world. By any chance, is Manager Chun doing well? Oh, as for where I work… ”

After ‘The Starry Sky’ won the Hugo Award, the number of encounters with flirtatious adults in Gu Yuna’s daily life increased significantly.

That’s all the change the Hugo Award brought.

The honor of the award belonged to a bald editor, the financial compensation was less than his mother’s fortune, and the joy of literary growth was faded by the severance of relationships with literary figures.

I still remember that voice clearly.

‘no.’

It’s not ‘I’m sorry’ or ‘I don’t like it’.

It’s ‘no’.

That was the command given by the writer to Yuna Guy.

If it’s ‘I’m sorry’, try a little more persuasion, and if it’s ‘I don’t like it’, there’s room to change your mind.

Isn’t ‘No’ something a dog owner would say to a dog that asks for homemade food?

So, did the writer think of himself as a dog with a leash?

Thinking like that makes me feel angry.

But I can’t be sure of that anger.

This is because Gu Yuna does not know the psychology of others.

And because Gu Yuna knows that she does not know.

‘Knowledge of not knowing’ is the beginning of all wisdom.

Gu Yuna was too wise to be confident that she knew what she did not know.

Through a cruel childhood brought on by twisted humanity, Gu Yuna realized that she was a being who could not understand others.

Guy Yuna resigned herself to the fact that if someone who does not understand humans tries to communicate of their own will, there will be terrible consequences.

Therefore, Gu Yuna’s feelings toward the writer were generally ‘helplessness’.

The reason Gu Yuna complied with the command ‘No’ was not because she understood the writer’s answer.

He was not convinced and wanted to rebel somehow, but he knew that if he followed his twisted nature, the end would never be good.

So what can you do?

Even though the first love confession of my life was ruined in the most devastating way, all I could do was feel helpless and turn away.

“… … .”

Did I confess for no reason?

I thought we could at least be friends.

‘The Starry Sky’ has now become Gu Yuna’s least favorite book. Just hearing the title brings bad thoughts to mind.

Therefore, Yuna Gu ran away from the judge of the daily contest who tried to get close to her by talking about the ‘starry sky’.

“I have a schedule. Let’s go now. sorry.”

Gu Yuna said she was sorry without feeling sorry.

I don’t know why I do that, but if I do that, things get better.

I feel like I’ve fallen into a wonderland. I live with that feeling. always.

“Ah, then there’s nothing we can do… . Please at least accept my business card. If there’s a chance next time-”

“thank you. good bye.”

Gu Yuna escaped the communication crisis by using the manners she had learned.

However, when I came to Baekiljang to relieve my mood, I was in a bad mood.

How on earth should I do this?

I don’t know.

If you don’t know, you have to endure it. As always.

“under!”

It was then.

A girl I had never seen appeared.

“Are you Gu Yuna, the one who wrote ‘Starlight’?”

The girl, who couldn’t hide her fierce eyes even with round glasses, jumped out from around the corner of the hallway and blocked Gu Yuna’s path.

Then, with his arms crossed, he smiles hostilely.

“You’re very proud, aren’t you? “Writer Choi Young-ran said he would see it, but I completely forgot about it.”

“Who is that?”

“Hey, don’t you even know the person you just talked to?”

“iced coffee. “So to me, he’s a professor.”

“How arrogant… !”

Gu Yuna stared at the girl who showed obvious hostility towards her.

This child was clearly tapping into his emotions for some purpose.

why?

Why on earth do you want to make me angry?

Gu Yuna listened to the words spoken by the girl in front of her with one ear and out the other, and immediately came up with the correct answer using her rational thinking.

Now all that remains is confirmation.

Gu Yuna was thinking about what to call this unknown girl, and soon pointed out the biggest characteristic.

“hey. glasses.”

“What… !”

And take a step closer,

He brought his expressionless face closer.

ask a question

“you. “You feel inferior to me.”

EP 11-All kinds

“stop. “You don’t have to say anything more now.”

I cut off Gu Yuna’s conversation.

Min Hyo-chan is having a lot of fun, but he taps me with his elbow, asking why I’m doing this.

“why? Why don’t you listen any more?”

“Senior Min, if you had an argument with Gu Yu-na and Ahn Joo-hee, who do you think would win?”

“ah.”

Min Hyo-chan looked at the expressionless Gu Yu-na once, then looked at Ahn Joo-hee trembling in the corner, and then looked at Gu Yu-na again.

“aha.”

Min Hyo-chan was convinced and returned to his seat. It seems that he was able to fully guess what Ahn Joo-hee said that day when she quarreled with Gu Yu-na.

Gu Yuna chased after Min Hyo-chan and punched him in the side with her finger. Leaving Min Hyo-chan’s screams behind, I turned my attention back to Ahn Joo-hee and Moon Ji-seop.

“Well, welcome to our club. Ahn Joo-hee, are you okay?”

“What, what?”

“You shouldn’t put sharks and sardines in the same fish tank.”

“What do you mean I’m a sardine? Do you think I’ll leave like this? “What are you afraid of?”

It looks like Sardine from Ansan, Gyeonggi-do will not give up on club activities.

If that’s you, then that’s probably the case.

I slowly lost interest and returned to my work.

The popular culture and arts research club, which returned after a long absence, was extremely normal.

Min Hyo-chan was playing a Chinese otaku mobile game in the corner, Min Hyo-min was snuggling with Gu Yu-na, and Kim Byeol was alone, immersed in his smartphone…

-I thought it was, but he was rolling his eyes here and there, pretending to be on his phone.

It seems that Kim Byeol is uncomfortable with the two new members.

Or maybe the club activities that started again after 3 years are a little unfamiliar.

But in the end, it was a problem that only time would solve, so I sat down in the corner with my laptop open.

And then I glanced at Gu Yuna without thinking.

“… … ”

“Hmm… ”

Our eyes met.

The fact that our eyes met as soon as I looked that way means that Gu Yuna was staring at me.

But even during the continued eye contact, I couldn’t say anything.

It’s the first time we’ve seen each other since we broke up and been kidnapped, so what on earth are you going to say?

It’s also strange that they talk so calmly as usual…

But Gu Yuna spoke first.

“What you looking at.”

“… … ”

I closed my eyes in fear of the fearsome life.

It seems that Gu Yuna has become a little more aggressive…

I don’t know how I can go back to talking about literature with Gu Yuna again.

Is this also a problem that time can solve?

Or is it my problem… …

Just as I was about to get a little confused, someone tapped my shoulder.

This is Moon Ji-seop. Next to her is Ahn Joo-hee, who has a dissatisfied expression (although she is always dissatisfied with something).

“Hey, Inseop.”

“huh.”

“we… What are you doing?”

“what.”

“Extracurricular activities. “Shouldn’t we do something?”

I looked around.

Min Hyo-chan is tilting his chair in a posture that makes him feel like he might fall down at any moment, and playing a Chinese otaku mobile game.

Kim Byul and Min Hyo-min are fighting over Gu Yu-na, saying that she is my favorite doll.

It is true that the club is the same as always.

“why? “Everyone is involved in club activities.”

“… … this?”

“huh.”

“huh?”

“huh?”

“huh?”

As Moon Ji-seop and I were just throwing question marks at each other, Ahn Joo-hee, who was watching from the side with her arms crossed, intercepted the conversation.

“What is ‘yes’? “Is this really a club activity?”

“Is that so?”

“Have you always been like this?”

“It’s like this originally – I don’t know what it means.”

bang! Sohee Ahn slammed her desk and shouted at me.

“Why do we get together during club time and do nothing but just lie down?”

I had no shame whatsoever, so I answered confidently.

“uh.”

“Kaaaaaaak – !”

Sohee Ahn roared like a dinosaur.

Anyway, he’s a strange guy.

* * *

“Everyone pay attention!”

All spaces in a school are largely classrooms. The club room also took the form of a classroom.

So Sohee Ahn stood at the teacher’s table in front of the blackboard.

“Let’s all gather together!”

Ahn Joo-hee from Ansan, Gyeonggi-do was not only a great student of literature, but also a great student council president.

Her voice, which had served as an armband in the student society, contained a vague sense of leadership.

Moreover, Moon Ji-seop also stood behind her like a bodyguard, saying that having good friends is a good thing, so even though it was a sudden call, the club members secretly gathered around Ahn Joo-hee.

Of course, Min Hyo-chan, who cannot take his hands off his cell phone, is an exception. Min Hyo-chan was engrossed in the game Pushyung Bashyung.

Joohee Ahn shouted.

“Let’s gather together for a moment!”

Only then did Min Hyo-chan, who was leaning on a chair with a bad posture, quickly look away.

Through the flowing pink hair, the chic eyes of an active male idol appeared.

“why me?”

“… !!!”

It’s disgusting when an ugly guy gets really nervous, but when a good-looking guy gets really nervous, it makes your heart flutter.

Joohee Ahn, first year high school student.

I’m at an age where I’m weak to “Bad Guys” for a long time.

‘They said I was an idol… The face is quite… ‘

Ahn Joo-hee’s heart fluttered for a moment.

Then Min Hyo-min thumped Min Hyo-chan’s head.

“Ahh!”

“Oh, if he comes, please come. “I will do anything.”

“Is it okay for you to just beat up an old man’s head like that?!”

“crazy. Long live. The way you talk is so old… ”

“Fans need to see the truth about this crazy bitch… ”

“Someone is calling me a crazy bitch and just leave it at that!”

S-class idol Min Hyo-min whipped and dragged C-class idol Min Hyo-chan. Baekhak Entertainment’s strict discipline was like this.

‘I loved you, Min Hyo-chan… ‘

Ahn Joo-hee, who had recently simulated 24 episodes of a school romantic comedy with bad boy Min Hyo-chan with her rich imagination as a student of literature, fell into the pain of heartbreak for a while but recovered.

And then he returned as a ruthless politician (two-term middle school student council president) and lamented the reality in front of the audience.

“Everyone, is it okay for our Pop Culture and Arts Research Club’s activities to be like this?”

Ahn Joo-hee shouted ‘Our Daemunyeon’ just 3 hours after joining the club.

It was indeed a move worthy of an established, corrupt politician with ample political experience.

“You may not know, but Daemoonyeon is widely rumored to be a ‘special’ club among Baekhak Arts High School and Baekhak Arts High School students that only really great students gather together. But really, the only activity that Daemunyeon does is self-study? Considering the expectations of other students, shouldn’t we turn to activities that are a little more rewarding?”

Kim Byeol muttered.

“It’s not just self-study… ”

Ahn Joo-hee, who had never been ‘instilled etiquette’ by veteran actor Kim Byeol, raised her voice.

“Now that we’re talking, let me ask! “What on earth do we do in this club?!”

It was quite an interesting question, so Kim Byeol began to seriously think about it instead of asking, ‘What is your habit of speaking to your seniors?’

And it was the same for everyone else. Even though they are part of the Popular Culture and Arts Research Club, not everyone knows what this club does.

Starting with one or two people muttering, everyone participated in the discussion.

Min Hyo-chan started.

“what… Usually, we just hang out and do our own thing, right? maybe?”

The writer added:

“After we finish, senior Kim often comes to visit and takes us to a pizza place.”

Kim Byul recalled a memorable episode with a slightly embarrassed expression.

“Sometimes I go into Baekhak Entertainment and use the massage chair and get pocket money from the owner Baek Seung-won… ”

“I still remember Gu Yuna’s mother bought me food the other day. Wow – this is my first time knowing there was a restaurant like that in the world? “How rich is this family?”

“Let me ask.”

“no. Don’t ask and don’t tell. Because I’m scared… ”

“Sometimes Director So Tae-woong stops by and buys us chicken pizza, sometimes we all go to the cafeteria together and eat snacks and go home early without the teachers knowing, and sometimes… ”

Ahn Joo-hee, who could not hear, cut off the discussion.

“Wow, he’s really just having fun. no! “Wasn’t this a literature club?”

“It’s not?”

“No, but I’m not going to study writing! There is a writer! “There’s that writer!”

Kim Byeol responded kindly so far, vowing that she would have to give this violent junior a little ‘caution’ sooner or later.

“Study literature… In fact, we did a lot of literature, so much so that it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call it a literature club. “Once upon a time, we all wrote web novels together.”

When a topic of interest finally appeared, An Joo-hee pricked up her ears.

“But studying literature is usually only done by the writer and Yuna? It’s hard to even see it as a club activity. Because Hyochan, Hyomin, and I are busy with our work schedules, so we often miss out. “At that time, the writer took Yuna around and gave her private lessons.”

Thanks to Kim Byeol’s careful and clear answer, Ahn Joo-hee finally had to accept reality.

The reality was miserable.

“Is this a club…?” ?”

Everyone smiled shyly and averted their gaze when asked whether an organization that operates like this is really a club. The original facts hurt the most.

So Min Hyo-chan also hit me with facts.

“But… The article we wrote together won the Hugo Award… ”

“ah.”

Ahn Joo-hee grabbed the back of his neck.