The Academy’s Time Limit in a Novel Written by a Friend - The Academy’s Time Limit in a Novel Written by a Friend chapter 127

127 – Episode 127 Nightmare. (13)

Well, after going through that process, we were able to remain friends even after we became adults.

Although he still doesn’t see his parents as often as he used to, he didn’t care.

‘How is the main character this time?’

‘Isn’t it too plain? A character who is so righteous these days wouldn’t be popular because it’s cancerous?’

‘It’s a niche market. Others don’t, so I’m aiming for that!’

‘Do you think no one will read it? Everything that others don’t do is done for a reason.’

‘Do you really want to search? Hunsu b’

Since I bought a smartphone, I have been able to text and make phone calls.

Thanks for contacting me first to find out how I got the number, I was able to get in touch with my friends from middle school again, and I was just living my life.

I laughed and chatted with the guys who suddenly came to play, took care of the guys who drank until they got drunk, and when I had time, I went to the orphanage and played with my younger siblings.

It must have been after the writing he wrote did not gain popularity that a twist began to appear in his daily life, which he thought would never change.

To be precise, it should be said that the changed environment did not allow him to live as before.

In the past, if he messed up his writing, he would laugh and chat with me, correct the content, and then it was over.

There was a bit of an argument because of the harsh teasing, but in the end, it ended with one word: ‘I can do better next time.’

But from a parent’s point of view, was it not so, or was it just that they didn’t like the idea of writing?

The boy was breaking down little by little under the constant pressure.

I started to see nervousness in my writing, and after hating it so much, I tried to imitate others.

But in the end, the habit didn’t completely fall out, and the guy’s writing, which couldn’t even imitate it perfectly, lost more and more popularity.

The guy I met after a long time was not as cheerful as before.

What was the first thing that came to your mind?

I conceded because I thought he would make me happier than me, but why does that guy look more difficult?

Maybe it wasn’t that kind of resentment.

…No, of course I understand.

Perhaps they drove him in, but it’s not difficult to predict that they would end up like that because they worried and pondered on their own.

An unpopular web novel writer.

The earnings are unstable, so it can be said that there is none.

Because he spent his childhood in an orphanage, he must be worried because he has nothing to accumulate.

Still, understanding and understanding were two different things.

“Hey, it’s been a while, what’s your expression like? Not funny? A date with me is not a date anymore, is this?”

It’s probably you who aren’t having fun, not me.

Why are you making such a chased face?

Somehow I think I know what you’re going to say after calling me for the first time in a while.

It’s written on your face that you want to give up even right now. How long have you known me?

“What are you saying?”

I know.

At least this is the process of a child becoming an adult.

I know that not everyone can achieve their dreams.

‘…A character modeled after Mr. Cathy? I don’t think they look much alike?’

‘Yes, I did dramatize it. You can’t write it as is. Other than that, I referenced a lot of other characters as well. You come too.’

‘The one who says that… will die first?’

‘Eh.’

‘…Do you want to hide?’

“Dating between us sucks, let’s go eat. What do you want to eat?”

‘Then why are you pretending to be a youth story and then drifting, you idiot! Who reads this!?’

‘Everything in life is like that! I don’t want to have a happy ending with forced development!’

‘No, a fucking novel should be viewed as a novel! Reality sucks, but who wants to read shit in writing?! I’d rather use it as waste from the beginning!’

“You say damn, you say it really fucking pretty. My pasta.”

“I didn’t eat anything like that before, so my appetite has grown.”

‘Why do you kill all the heroines!?’

‘Yes, I never said I was a heroine. Don’t you know the word hijeondeok? Lilac is not that kind of character.’

‘If you just think about it in your head, will the readers understand it on their own!? Can you at least explain!’

‘Writers speak with their writing, not their mouth.’

‘The number of views on your novel has gone up…!!!!’

I was annoyed to see people flinching at the price of pasta at a pasta shop.

“Hey, we just…”

“I’ll live today because I haven’t seen you in a while.”

“Ah, what are you talking about? How are you? I’m sorry then.”

Sorry? What are you sorry about between us?

“You can do karaoke instead.”

Right now, I’ve been working since I was young, so it might seem like I’m ahead.

But you won’t end here.

You said you would succeed as a writer, and didn’t you earn enough to make this pasta look like a pittance?

I hoped for it on my own, but that dream isn’t something you dream alone.

So I won’t let you say you’re quitting.

Even if it’s nothing to others, even if it’s a mistake that makes you want to give up.

Because it’s the world I set up while chatting with you all night. Because it has a different meaning to me.

If others notice you and drive you because there is no immediate profit in the end, there is no direct profit.

First of all, I will solve it.

…At the time, I stupidly thought so and had an accident.

This is the money I saved to live with the two of us, with the intention of taking care of you until you become a writer anyway.

It’s money that I’ve been accumulating like regret even though I know it won’t happen anymore.

In that case, I will use it to continue dreaming of yours or ours.

-You sponsored the artist with 3000 coins.

Sponsorship message: Always a good read. It’s not popular, but I think it’s a good article that shows the author’s color well. Don’t give up and keep writing.

[Huh!? Thank you very much for your patronage…!?]

You were delighted and energized again.

So I thought this was the right thing to do.

I foolishly expected you as you please, supported you as you please, and forced your ideals as you please.

I didn’t notice that the result was catastrophic, and I just liked the way you were happy.

I like you bragging about having your first sponsor over the phone for a long time.

I made a foolish choice.

*

If a novel is not interesting, readers will fail.

Over 100 episodes, 30 readers read the latest episode.

Still, you tried to write as hard as you could.

Occasionally, people who read novels leave cruel reviews.

Then you are hesitant to write the story you want to write, so I send support again.

– Author! Cheer up! I’m having fun watching it today!

‘So there should be a moderately pleasant part. No, lilac, how are you holding on without any hope!?’

I cheered her on with her sponsorship, but she said as usual when talking on the phone with the mindset of wishing her well at least a little.

Over 300 episodes, 15 readers read the latest episode.

We fought a lot in the comments among ourselves.

Is it right to kill Cathy or not? Is it that the villains are unattractive in the first place? Is the main character wrong?

I didn’t want him to get hurt like that, so I sponsored him again.

The readers cheered when Snow White appeared and became angry again when Lee Yu-na died.

There were 10 remaining readers.

-Ah, I can’t stand it. Is this a novel?

-That’s absurd. I wondered when Illak would be happy because it was academy, but I didn’t know it would be this shit even after graduating from the academy over 400 episodes!

-This is what happened. Let’s go out with Cheon Yu-hak.

ㄴCheon Confucianism seems to fall behind ㅋ ㅋ

On the day when the comments were toxic, I sent another sponsor.

-Are you going to buy me as a sponsor…! It was too much support to say so. Thanks…! Overwhelming thanks…!

Looking at the reviews, it seemed bright, but the real guy got darker day by day.

At some point, the alumni meeting didn’t even come out.

When I make a phone call, the number of times I receive it in a locked voice increased, and I often said that I missed you.

A messy world.

The Broken Creator.

The number of views plummeted more and more, and in the end, the number of views of the latest episode was already 3.

Only three readers

One of them was me, and one was himself, so there was only one reader in a pure sense.

It seems that our dream that we were holding on to has already come to an end, and I was the only one who didn’t know it.

Then.

Really by accident.

I made a stupid mistake and got caught.

It’s been a long time since we met, so I was careless.

It was a simple check-in because I was in a good mood, but I forgot.

The problem was that he handed over his smartphone without knowing that the account for sponsorship was logged in when he asked to see the list of selected works, saying that he would have to study again from the beginning.

By the time you noticed, it was already over.

It was caught.

“Hey, what is this?”

That’s right.

Only one thing selected for that account was his novel, The Academy’s Holy Sword Hero.

“What is this?”

And, of course, the record of sponsorships so far remained intact in the account.

Actually, even at this time, I thought I could move on if I apologized.

Until I saw his face contorted with a feeling of betrayal and despair for the first time in my life, and tears fell.

That’s my bad habit.

I draw conclusions by myself, do not try to explain to others, and try to solve things by myself without understanding the surroundings.

If you say it somewhere in your heart, what will change? Was it because he had such arrogant thoughts?

A foolish bastard. What’s good

In the end, you’re going to make that kind of expression because of such a small mistake.

First of all, it’s not a big deal. If you come to this point, now whatever you say becomes an excuse.

So I cowardly shut my mouth again.

This was also my bad habit.

“Hey, was it funny then?”

No.

“Do you know how happy I am with each and every one of those messages?”

I know. I was so proud of myself every day, but thanks to you, I worked harder for you, how could I not know.

“You must have made some money for the first time, bluffed your parents who ignored the artist, and used that money to create illustrations right away, while you laughed at me?”

“…No.”

“No. Then you shouldn’t At least you should have said something in the middle. If I do this, what am I going to do, I tried my best for the person who sponsored me. I tried because he was funny. You complained about novels every day. Was there any sincerity in the support message?”

There was.

Funny, neither was my sincerity.

“…What kind of money is that? I know exactly how you got it. With that, what am I going to do by bluffing and buying things for my parents like I’m patronizing them?”

It’s money that I thought it wouldn’t matter how I spent it, as long as it was for you anyway.

“Or was I pitiful?”

“Because it’s not.”

I should be honest right now, but I can’t answer even though my mouth is moving.

Then.

“Or why did you do that…! What kind of money is that money and spend it like that…!”

He also touched my back.

…Something like that?

What is that?

I know that doesn’t mean that.

I understand your excitement.

Nevertheless, it was hard to bear it because all the actions I did for you seemed to be heard as ‘that kind of thing’.

“It’s my money, but what do you care about how I spend it?”

“You wrote it to me, but it has nothing to do with it, you crazy bastard.”

We glared at each other.

The guy who was strangely bigger than me the day we first met is now one head shorter than me.

The guy who was always thought to be a child seems to have put on makeup as well, but his face was a mess from crying.

“…I want to stop.”

– Hey! I like to make up stories. You read this

“Stop doing something.”

“I’m going to beat them all now.”

“So what?”

“I’m going to stop writing novels and stuff like this. There is only one reader other than you, so who can say what?”

…I hope you don’t quit.

These are the characters we have been drawing since long ago.

It’s a messed up world, but that’s why I don’t think it should end like this.

If they stop right now, why are they so broken?

At least the original ending that was decided in this world? Who have been working hard to see that scene?

But I couldn’t figure it out.

I was the one who struggled to carry on the dream of a child that should have ended long ago.

“I’m sorry.”

“…What are you sorry about?”

“This is the precious money you gave me. I’m sorry for being careless.”

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Don’t cry.

I didn’t give it to make you cry.

“I have nothing to be sorry about. Therefore…”

“…Sorry, I can’t hear your voice anymore today. To hear more.”

The crying guy completely turned around.

“I think I’m about to collapse because I’m so shabby.”

After the guy went back, he stood there stupidly for a while.

Stupidly, even after the time has elapsed, the movie tickets we reserved in advance to watch together.

“…That much money. It was originally collected for you.”

If I had said it earlier, what would have changed?

Around the time he arrives home that day.

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