I Was Kidnapped By a Yandere Writer
Chapter 56: Eunsam the Community Addict -2

There was nothing he could do,

Dokyun followed behind her like livestock being led to the slaughterhouse.

The second outing since being confined here.

He never thought he would feel this way, but Dokyun hoped this outing was a lie.

He hoped she was making cruel jokes to mock him.

He hoped that even this confusing community outing was all an act she put on to mock him.

However, reality was always cruel, and things happened as they would.

Dokyun looked up and saw her opening the garage door.

She stood on tiptoe, her head bobbing in a cheerful manner, exuding a constant sense of joy.

There was no hint of malice in her posture.

Finally, as the garage door opened and the interior was revealed, she smiled broadly and greeted the displayed cars.

"Hey gay! Been waiting for ya!"

There is no normal way to choose words.

Even as she was being pulled back by Dokyun's repeated taps on the back of her head, she began to inspect the cars with a joyful mood.

She went to the Porsche she had driven before.

"Chunsik! You're looking sharp today too!"

And to the Land Rover next to it.

"Byungshik! I missed you!"

And to the Starex next to it.

"Changshik! Your beef jerky is just endlessly decadent!"

It was dizzying.

Naming sense is why that shape again.

Attaching unique names to each car and greeting them made Dokyun feel deep despair.

She greeted her cars for a while and then called Dokyun, who had been standing far away, as she walked towards the terrace and opened the door.

"Gay! We should leave now!"

Dokyun forced a smile in response to the impending death sentence he heard and replied.

"Oh, I see…"

He replied, but his steps did not falter.

He couldn't tell if it was sadness or despair that was holding his steps, or maybe both.

He just felt a pang in his heart at the thought that once he got into that car, there would be no turning back.

When Dokyun paused for a moment, she waved her hand vigorously towards him, urging him on.

"Why are you standing there doing nothing!"

He closed his eyes tightly.

It's over. There was nowhere to run.

Dokyun, facing the woman waving her hand at him, began to move his feet step by step, waving his hand back.

Now, he was going to his burial in this society.

The destination was a food cart not far away.

Fortunately or unfortunately, there were no customers inside the food cart except for themselves, and the owner of the food cart seemed to recognize her.

The old man, with deep wrinkles etched on his face, smiled brightly as he saw her and Dokyun entering the store and greeted them.

"Oh my! It's been a while, Eunsam!"

Following the bright smile that revealed his teeth, the wrinkles on the old man's face deepened, creating a comfortable impression on his face.

When the old man greeted him, Eunsam, seeing him, took out his hand from his pocket and waved it vigorously in response.

"Oh, boss! Long time no see! I've been busy with work and couldn't visit!"

Dokyun looked at her with wide eyes at the words he heard.

The strange tone was still there, but the communicator was not in use.

Ilko.

She was cosplaying as a civilian now.

Listening to the following conversation, Dokyun suddenly glared at her with resentful eyes.

'Why not me…!'

Although he felt unjust, he already knew the answer.

It was the community. That damn community was the problem.

Even if he didn't participate in such a community, that woman wouldn't have shown her true colors to him.

He wouldn't have suffered like this.

Indeed, SNS was the root of all evil.

Dokyun felt his eyes closing in despair.

"Mr. Ferguson…"

You have earned 1 victory today as well.

While Dokyun was trembling in despair, the conversation between the two continued.

"Haha! Eunsam is still the same!"

"Oh my! They say when a person suddenly changes, it's time to die!"

Their conversation in a martial arts novel-like tone was truly unbelievable.

He couldn't use ordinary words, he thought, but the old man in front of him was smiling and accepting it as if it were familiar.

As the two continued their conversation, the old man who finally noticed Dokyun asked Eunsam a question.

"By the way, who is the young man next to you? Is he Eunsam's husband?"

As the old man spoke like that, Eunsam briefly stared at Dokyun, then smiled brightly and patted his back before saying,

"No! He's my younger sibling's partner!"

"Huh?"

"Eunsam brought this guy to show him around a bit!"

Feeling dumbfounded by the blatant lie without even blinking, he didn't reveal it.

Feeling so awkward, the old man who approached suddenly extended his hand to Dokyun and greeted him.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Eunsam's regular store owner."

Dokyun briefly looked at the old man extending his hand for a handshake, held it, and smiled back.

"Oh, nice to meet you."

Dokyun said that and looked at the old man.

He was a kind old man.

The old man who smiled kindly and warmly, fitting perfectly with the saying that the engraved wrinkles were traces of the life he had lived, was shaking hands for a long time.

Finally, as if he had gone crazy, the old man opened his mouth with a sudden realization, exclaiming.

"Oh my! I left my guests at the entrance! Sorry. I've been getting forgetful lately because of old age!"

"Haha… No, it's okay."

He was a relaxed person.

After finishing speaking, the old man guided the two to their seats and went to the kitchen, loudly asking, "Hey Eunsam! Is it the usual thing you eat?"

"Oh yes! That's it!"

Continuing their conversation that only they understood, Eunsam finished ordering and sat down, speaking to Dokyun.

"Wow~ It's nice to come out after a long time!"

A community member who popped up like a ghost when they were alone.

Feeling dizzy again, Dokyun sighed and replied, "Is this a place you often come to?"

Interrupting his sentence and erasing the space for the community member to enter, Dokyun looked at her, waiting for an answer.

It was a question that was a bit hard to understand.

As Eunsam was just one of the alternative personalities of Go Eunah, there would be no one to drink with her, but seeing her talking to the owner, it seemed like she had been here more than once, raising doubts.

As Dokyun looked at her with such thoughts, she blinked her eyes and made a sly smile, answering him.

"Oh yes! I used to be an idol here back in the day!"

The word "back in the day" sounded old coming from a 22-year-old's mouth.

As Dokyun awkwardly smiled at that thought, the old man suddenly brought out drinks and snacks.

Spicy chicken feet and soju.

A menu that suited a street stall perfectly.

After serving the table, the old man patted Dokyun's shoulder and cheerfully said, "Cheer up!"

Words of encouragement echoed.

Feeling a sense of unease creeping up in his heart from the words he heard, Dokyun replied, "Haha… Yes…"

The old man moved away, and as Dokyun looked back again, she was pouring a glass of soju and handing it to him.

"Come on, have a drink and let's start."

She said with a smile as she handed him the glass.

Feeling the growing unease in his heart, Dokyun took the glass.

Seeing the overflowing glass, he felt a sense of unease.

After a moment of contemplation, Dokyun realized that he had experienced this situation once before.

"So…"

It was a past more than a week ago. Eunah's first outing day.

The day he got drunk and was seduced by her.

Shivers ran down his spine.

Dokyun looked at her with trembling eyes.

Her smiling face as she handed him the glass.

"Cheers?"

He saw her proposing a toast.

He realized instantly.

"Getting drunk leads to trouble!"

Whether her intention was his body or something else, he couldn't tell, but he felt malice in her expression.

"Not again!"

He couldn't allow it.

Feeling his tension rising, Dokyun clinked his glass against the one pushed towards him.

Clank.

As he heard the sound of the glasses clinking and watched her drink the soju, Dokyun emptied his glass with determination, clenching his empty fist.

He vowed to walk in unscathed today.

The drinking session continued.

Dokyun, who was momentarily relieved because she wasn't a fast drinker, felt a growing discomfort due to an unexpected complication.

Looking up, Dokyun saw people proposing toasts to him.

Faces in dirty work clothes, smiling hospitably.

They were customers from another table that had started coming into the store.

"Oh, is it Eunsam's treat? Where's my drink then!"

"Haha… Sure…"

Dokyun couldn't refuse the glass offered by the middle-aged man who approached him in a friendly manner and muttered curses under his breath.

Damn…

Whether the rumor that she was an idol in this store was true or not, every other customer who entered the store spotted her and greeted her, urging Dokyun to drink.

"Oh my! You old folks, take it easy. Let our lady live~."

Dokyun glanced at Eunsam with his eyes.

The sight of her playfully teasing other customers and laughing heartily turned the atmosphere upside down.

It was dangerous.

He had already exceeded his drinking limit. His stomach was churning, and his vision was blurry.

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Despite the sense of crisis that was gripping him, the increasing number of customers who were coming to his table and exchanging greetings with her couldn't be ignored.

"Hey~ Eunsam, it's been a while!"

"Mr. Kim! Haven't seen you in a while, wrinkles have increased!"

"Haha! This boldness of yours is still the same!"

Even though they were having a conversation right in front of him, the words didn't register in his ears.

He simply kept accepting the glasses handed to him as if it were a natural course of events.

After drinking for a while and feeling his head spinning, he suddenly found her talking to him in the now quieter store.

"Hey."

Dokyun responded to the call with a strained look in his eyes.

"Y-yes…"

His voice trailed off, but Dokyun, who had lost even the ability to recognize him, simply tried to focus while looking at her.

"Are you smiling…?"

He wasn't sure. His vision was too blurry to distinguish properly.

Through the swaying view, he saw her chin move once again.

"Isn't it nice to meet people?"

The question sounded like, "Isn't it nice to meet people?"

Dokyun nodded in response to the question that came to him. Watching Dokyun finish his answer, Eunsam made a sound of 'Hmm' and spoke again.

"Yeah, meeting a lot of people like this and that gives people some energy, right?"

Nod.

He nodded his head in response.

That's right. Meeting people gives you energy. If you stay alone at home, wouldn't your depression only get worse?

The conversation continued, and the moment Dokyun nodded his head, Eunsam looked at him.

For a while, as Dokyun, who had now reached the point where his eyes wouldn't open properly, looked at her, Eunsam looked at him quietly and then opened her mouth.

"Hey."

"Uh…"

A zombie-like groan came out.

Dokyun shook his head vigorously and stared at the woman in front of him again.

As they locked eyes for a moment, the woman, who had been keeping her mouth shut, was now clearly seen smiling brightly even in her current state.

As they gazed at that smile for a moment, her mouth opened.

"Hey, are you interested in investing?"

The words were heard. They were heard, but the meaning of the words was not well understood.

So, he nodded.

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