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      by Emerlyn This excuse about getting lost on the way never changed, did it? Perhaps Henry learned it from watching Joo Do-hwa. They both had a kind way of speaking, but the actual content wasn’t always very considerate. Thinking about this a little further, I noticed there was something off about the situation. "But why do you use honorifics with me?" When I was younger, he had addressed me bluntly. If he was going to treat me like that "brother" from before, he shouldn't be using honorifics. I thought it…
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      TIN 17

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      by Emerlyn It wasn't long after that the child had brought me to the villa. The child, who had been taking care of my clothes and food and staying by my side this whole time, gradually showed a more familiar side. One of those things was occasionally confiding their innermost thoughts to me. ‘I don't actually live here.’ The child said they had come to the seaside for recuperation. This grand mansion was just a vacation home, and they would return home once they had fully recovered. That was the reason why…
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      TIN 16

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      by Emerlyn Gasp! A strangled sound escaped the son as he choked and gasped for air. Before he could even let out a scream, he froze up, becoming as rigid as a board. The droplets of blood that burst from his father splattering across his pale skin like paint. "You should have known your limits." It was a shockingly gruesome sight. A crimson liquid sprayed wildly from behind the middle-aged man standing there. Beneath the limp body lay a pool of blood soaking into the pristine white marble. The talkative…
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      TIN 15

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      by Emerlyn "...Hmm." Whether we know each other or not, his face was definitely familiar, but I couldn’t recall who he was. It seemed smarter to let him clarify things himself. As I mulled it over, the middle-aged man stepped forward. "Oh my, Director Joo, know him? Not at all.” The man laughed heartily, waving both hands dismissively. His overly genial expression only deepened the unsettling familiarity creeping over me. "’Know each other' is hardly appropriate. He’s just one of those… items…
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      TIN 14

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      by Emerlyn I am here because Joo Do-hwa needs a stand-in. Even knowing that, I’d made the mistake of asking a question rooted in a deeper curiosity. The important thing wasn’t why he was looking for him but how I was supposed to imitate him. My question had been misdirected. "Are you curious about how I feel about that person?" Joo Do-hwa softened his voice with an exceptionally benevolent expression. His tone was as gentle as could be, but his eyes weren't the same. His amber eyes seemed to pierce through…
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      TIN 13

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      by Emerlyn "I told you yesterday, let's play a role-playing game." It was a refreshing voice. He lightly twitched the finger he had pointed at me. "You're the Hyung." Then he pointed to himself. "And I'm the younger brother." I wondered if he really developed an inc3st fetish. The suspicion that had emerged yesterday gained a little more weight. No, if it's not about satisfying his s3xual desires, the word 'fetish' might be strange. "Is that it?" "That's it." Joo Do-hwa nodded his head kindly,…
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      TIN 12

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      by Emerlyn The overnight stay in the unfamiliar place was quite cozy, much more than I expected. I slept well just covered by a newspaper on the street, so I was in no position to be picky about the sleeping quarters, and strictly speaking, it wasn't even an ‘unfamiliar place.’ I closed my eyes, and when I opened them again, it was already morning. As soon as I finished washing up, the housekeeper I hadn't seen before called for me. Walking down the stairs to the first floor, there were rows of chandeliers…
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      TIN 11

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      by Emerlyn Unlike the Ocean, where only cold water would come out, the young master's home had warm water gushing out abundantly. Nowadays, the weather wasn't that cold, but being able to rinse my body with warm water was a rare luxury. Perhaps that's why, despite knowing water was precious, I ended up dawdling a bit. Before entering the Ocean, I would collect rainwater in a leaky bucket to wash myself. During the rainy summer, I could manage somehow, but in the freezing winters, it was sheer agony. The water was…
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