The Golden Sun of the World of Gender Reversal

Episode 49. Min Seo-joon Couple, Nursing (1)

“Collock, Coke! Ugh… sh*t…”

I’m lying down with a summer cold that I don’t even catch.

The air conditioner finally arrived, and after warming up, I ended up catching a cold.

My head feels dizzy, and my body doesn’t work properly. The throat is swollen and painful, and it is accompanied by a little pain when swallowing saliva.

The saddest thing when you’re sick is when there’s no one to take care of you…

However, I can’t lie down and rest because my body hurts.

If you decide to play NTL, you have to use even your body pain as a weapon.

I turned on my phone and looked for someone to call.

Seoyun’s older sister?

The story of having a big fight once and when you’re sick, the only thing that comes to mind is your older sister… Isn’t bad, but there must be a better way to reconcile with your older sister.

Let’s stay longer.

Yoo-kyung?

Hmm… It’s an acceptable choice. I took care of her once before, so there is a justification.

Min-seo Kim?

I haven’t had any personal contact with Kim Min-seo since the amusement park. If Seojun Lim started the dash, if my numerous build-ups had even a small effect…

It is worth betting on hope.

Then, is it Yookyung or Kim Minseo…

Hmm…

When I call Yoo-kyung, Min-seo Kim gets caught.

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Jjajangmyeon versus Jjambbong.

Chicken vs. Pizza.

Mom versus Dad.

And then a similar worry overtook me.

Um…

In times like this, the answer is always to choose both.

Yes.

Let’s just call them both. As long as the time zone doesn’t overlap, well.

[Sir, how are you?]

[Hyunwoo? Long time no see?]

[I’m feeling a little sick… Can you buy me some medicine?]

I’ll probably refuse. Looking at the appearance before vacation, the relationship between Kim Min-seo and Lim Seo-joon seemed to have improved considerably.

As expected, a euphemistic expression of refusal arrived as a reply, and I sent an additional sentence.

[Sir… Is it really bad? I don’t have anyone to take care of me right now, and it’s so hard…]

One sentence about all the build-ups we have accumulated so far.

Revealing her current unfortunate situation, it touches on her personal feelings and her sense of responsibility as a teacher at the same time.

I hope the memories of the amusement park will move her heart.

The text remains ‘read’, and time passes slowly.

“It’s bitter.. Won’t it work?”

Wait, man. When I saw it, it worked.

Slowly, the number of seconds changed. Moment of tension.

I didn’t feel the sound of cicadas coming from outside, nor the heat of the summer sun.

I’m focusing all my attention on this phone, and even my head is a little dizzy… Oh, is it because of the cold?

Anyway, I and my skills paid full attention.

A reply arrived when the number of minutes changed five times.

[I’ll buy it now. Is the address entered in the academy student information correct?]

[Yes, that’s right.]

“Done!!!”

As soon as the positive text message arrived, I quickly replied and threw my cell phone on the mattress.

Did I tell you? It will be.

“Good work! You are the best skill!”

Telekinesis? Heavenly Demon God? Why do you need that We [NTL Master] Are underserved.

At least that’s what’s in my head now.

To be able to call Min-seo Kim out of a couple Seo-jun Min who got along well.

To be able to damage the couple who boasted the best pure love in the original work is a tremendous feat.

This is not the time.

Open the window to ventilate and change clothes.

Take off the clothes you’ve been wearing before and put on old clothes with slightly stretched necks that you’ve worn since before to emphasize your weakness.

It’s so sturdy that it’s hard to give an image of a sick person.

Now I don’t have any major complaints about being possessed as Golden Sun, but at times like this, it’s a pity that I wasn’t possessed as an innocent boy.

If he was possessed like that, it would have been easier for Choi Seo-yoon to receive sympathy at a time like this. In the southern world, a boy like that is more likely to be eaten than a golden sun…

“Whoa…”

No, let’s stop. What is the point of focusing on what I do not have and will never have? It’s important to use what I have.

Looking at the map, it won’t take that long. She has a car.

For the perfect performance of a patient, he relaxes his body by doing push-up exercises that do not make breathing too rough. Of course, since it’s exercise, breathing will be rougher than usual, but…

I have a little fever, so I can say that.

When are you going to arrive? I waited anxiously for the doorbell to ring.

**

After vacation, I got a text from Hyeonu for the first time.

As the relationship with Seo-jun was restored, naturally, the contact time with Hyeon-woo was greatly reduced.

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The time spent with Seojun was happy.

We go to the cinema together, and we take walks in the neighborhood together. I was able to do things again that I hadn’t been able to do since I lost my relationship with him.

“Then sister, I’ll go in.”

“Yes! Goodbye, Seojun.”

After she went on vacation, she met more often than before and went around the neighborhood. Same as before.

However, when you come home and lie down on the bed, the doll catches your eye once in a while.

It was given to me by Hyeonu.

At times like that, I would suddenly think of Hyeonu.

“..We got to know each other a lot…”

If it was like before, I wouldn’t have thought of any other guys after playing with Seojun.

Every time I see that doll, it brings back memories of the amusement park.

…Every time Hyeon-woo pushed me forward, I felt a little uncomfortable, but when I got farther away from Hyeon-woo and closer to Seo-joon, I didn’t feel as good as I imagined.

It’s definitely a happy situation, but something keeps getting stuck in my heart.

“For now… Let’s go.”

I grabbed my wallet and car keys and left the house.

[Seo Jun-ah, I think you might not be able to see your sister today because something happened. I’ll contact you later!]

I didn’t forget to send a text message to Seojun.

-Brureung…

Start the car, refer to the information in the student record and take a picture of his address.

Hmm… It’s not that far from the convenience store I went to last time.

On the way, I bought a simple cold medicine and went into a porridge restaurant to buy a vegetable porridge.

The closer I got to the neighborhood where Hyeonu lived, the more I guessed his life.

“Uh…”

Ajumma walking around the alley wearing only running shoes. Grandpas fighting.

A disheveled woman smoking a cigarette on a rooftop and traces of vomiting spread across telephone poles.

I certainly knew that Hyeonu’s neighborhood was a dangerous place, but seeing it with my own eyes felt different.

A slum where the word poor can be more appropriate than any other place.

There was no designated parking lot, so I parked the car on the side of the road where other cars parked properly, and headed to his house.

“Um… Room 202… Is here.”

-Ding Dong

Press the doorbell. After a while, the door opened and I faced Hyeonu.

“Thank you for coming, sister.”

**

She thanked her and lay back on her mattress.

I was taken aback by the title of ‘sister’, and soon entered the house without saying anything, as if recalling the incident at the amusement park.

She looks around my room carefully. The mattress I had just been lying on, and the empty sink.

She ate breakfast, but she had cleared the tracks beforehand to emphasize her weakness.

“Didn’t you eat?”

“Ah.. Yes. No one takes care of it, so sometimes I skip it.”

Pity dwells in her eyes.

Since Lim Seo-joon and Kim Min-seo have become close, it is difficult to attack her rationally. The important thing is to use the previous build-up and touch other emotions first.

Rational likability should develop slowly after touching other emotions.

“Ugh.. Now, I bought porridge here. Let’s eat this and take medicine.”

He puts a few plastic bags on the desk and approaches me.

She helped me sit up by supporting my back with her hands, and put my back against the wall.

There is a rustling sound, and then he approaches me with porridge in a disposable container and a plastic spoon.

“Now, Hyeonu. Grab a spoon.”

“..Can’t you feed it?”

“That’s a bit…”

“It’s hard. Please help me.”

I looked at her with her tired eyes.

Isn’t this the first time she’s shown such a weakened side?

She is troubled. She frowned, willingly giving way to the battle between the two thoughts in her head.

Which one won? Should she think of her relationship with Lim Seo-joon first, or should her compassion and responsibility for the man in front of her prevail?

The worry lasted quite a while.

Unable to put up with her boredom, I first attached her words to her, and she seemed to have finally made up her mind.

“..Ah try it.”

In the end, it was the mix of responsibility, compassion, and other emotions that won the upper hand.

I sighed inwardly and opened my mouth.

The warm porridge began to come into her mouth one spoon at a time, and her confused expression gradually calmed down.

She carefully adjusted the spoon so as not to spill it on the futon and placed it in my mouth.

I calmly accepted the porridge and thought of my next move.

Kim Min-seo should be sent at a time that is not too late. I emphasize repeatedly, but since the relationship between Lim Seo-joon and her has been restored, we must approach slowly.

Let’s spend the rest of the time attacking Lee Yoo-kyung.

By the time I finished thinking, the porridge in the bowl was also empty.

Swallowing the last porridge, Betsy said with a smile.

“Thank you, sister.”

She paused, then turned around and headed for the plastic bag.

“..I’ll bring the medicine.”