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Chapter 5 - Expensive Clay ?

It's sad when you don't have money.

That too, a lot.

When my parents passed away, I had to shoulder all of their debt.

Father and mother were able to repay.

That's why the loan came out.

It was an investment solely to further develop my talents.

Then the accident happened.

Even if we sold the house our family lived in, we wouldn't be able to pay off the debt.

So, I decided to file for personal bankruptcy.

Fortunately, the law was on my side.

Thanks to that, I was able to stand without any debt to repay, but what did I do?

'I really don't have a single penny!'

A situation where even relatives have all turned their backs.

I had to survive.

It is common for people to get fired after working for only a short time at a day job they barely managed to get because t heir hands are disabled.

Still, he barely manages to survive by going to the sauna with Heejin with the money he earns.

This is a loan I decided to take out because I can't live like this.

I'm back to relying on that damn debt that's been tormenting me so much.

Still, I felt a sense of relief.

A single room where Heejin can sleep safely.

Money to solve the problem of food.

It's time to find a part-time job that will allow me to use my body like this.

Debt, paradoxically, gave me time to get back on my feet.

I survived by eating ramen for three meals.

Eat only the noodles, and put the udon noodles in the soup and eat them.

After that, you eat rice rolled in the remaining broth.

I lived that way, saving as much as I could.

Saving has become a habit and an instinct.

That might be why.

"It's 40 thousand won."

"Yes? Oh, yes. 40,000 won. Okay. Here...."

He takes out the ten thousand won bills, folded neatly, one by one.

This is the price of Heejin's supplies.

This is the money I need to pay this month's utility bills.

This is what you'd buy in Carrot Country for 20kg of worm-eaten rice.

And this is the money I need to buy flowers for my parents.

Now the aftereffects are gone.

My hands start shaking every time I put one on the counter.

The boss looks at me strangely like this.

Why? If I dig the ground, will I get 40,000 won?

I'm dying from regret.

"Ha, haha. 40,000 won. Right?"

"Yes, that's right. Thank you."

"Then, thank you for your hard work."

I swallowed the tears of blood flowing from inside me.

Yes, this is an investment in happiness.

Didn't Heejin eat it deliciously?

I'm full. My body and mind.

"Honey, the chicken here isn't that good."

"huh?"

This is Heejin's statement of conviction as she leaves the store.

I just thought it tasted good, what does that mean?

So I looked at him and he stuck out his lips and crossed his arms.

"It's 100 times more delicious to just eat food my brother makes at home. Next time, let's just eat home-cooked food."

This is Heejin during her growth period who ate more than half of her food by herself.

I understand why a kid like that would say something like that.

That made my heart ache even more.

'My youngest brother thinks about my financial situation... He matured too early. Sob.'

Children should grow up like children.

I agree with that statement.

The world we see and experience purely is a memory in itself and good nourishment for our future lives. But if you knew the dark side early on and made concessions, your heart would only be filled with regret.

Heejin's situation was so helpless that she had so many shadows in her heart.

It's late, but we must get rid of this darkness now.

'Things have changed now.'

Yes, Kim Jin-seo. Straighten your shoulders.

Are you shivering at the thought of 40 thousand won?

Are you going to just sit by and watch Heejin be so considerate?

It's different now.

The awakening spoon finally asked.

The rating is EX.

Even if you just make it with some clay, it will be unique!

Now, this is the end of suffering and the beginning of happiness.

'Oh, that's right. Clay.'

It was only after I got home with Heejin that I thought of the clay.

It must be cute to see a child eating chicken.

"Hey, where did the clay that was here go?"

Heejin's question stung.

What was coming has come.

I shrugged my shoulders slyly.

"If you don't have it, I'll buy it for you. But more importantly, Heejin, look at this!"

"Huh? Oppa, your hand! It's not coming off anymore?"

"Hahaha! I felt better when I woke up. Don't worry anymore. I'll make a lot of money with these hands and buy Heejin everything she wants."

"Wow! So, do you get an allowance too?"

Fortunately, I managed to divert attention.

Heejin came to me with sparkling eyes and gently touched my hand.

I guess I've been really worried about my hands shaking all this time.

I just touched his hand for a while, sobbing faintly.

"Don't cry. It's a happy day. Okay, how much allowance do you want?"

"Ten thousand won!"

It's quite a large sum of money, and I can't help but cringe.

Heejin corrected herself as if she felt this reaction through her hands.

"Then, five thousand won...?"

This is such a fucking beggar mentality.

Even if you resolve to change, it isn't easy.

He grabbed Heejin's shoulder and shouted at her, who was feeling intimidated.

"One hundred thousand! No, I'll give you fifty thousand won!"

"Huh! Really?"

"Okay. So tell me everything, whether it's your school supplies or your supplies. Okay?"

"Okay! Then, oppa, I have to do my homework."

Even on such a happy day, my younger brother is hard-working.

After patting her head with a grateful heart.

I sat in the corner of the studio.

Because the room was so small, I could see the back of my brother's head up close.

As I was watching, an immediate goal was set.

'I'm looking to pay off my debt and move.'

To do that, we need to know the exact value of clay.

If it turns out that this is a money copying machine, then the value of my skills will be confirmed.

'Community Open'

First, let's look at the price of clay.

With that in mind, my profile appears first in the community.

Anonymous, without even verification, with the nickname Meister.

The notification sign next to it caught my eye.

'Huh?'

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