I Dumped Her Not Knowing That She Was My Favorite

072. Night of Equivalent Exchange

“What’s wrong with your face?”

I was learning about it one by one.

The face Doa makes when she is in a good mood.

The facial expression you make when eating something delicious.

A phrase you throw around for no reason when you’re hungry.

And now her expression was the expression she makes when something bothers her.

“…Yes?”

“Is something wrong?”

I hold on to my cheeks, which are soft like glutinous rice cakes, and nibble them.

Hmm. Normally, he would laugh a lot when I did this, but he didn’t do that today, so it was clear that something was up.

“…No.”

Shaking her head to shake off my hand, she turned away and turned off the video playing behind her.

“What were you looking at?”

“Leah Broadcasting.”

“Really?”

After taking off her shoes and organizing them neatly, I went and sat down next to Doa who was sitting on the bed.

“But why do I feel bad?”

“You never said you weren’t in a good mood?”

“Doesn’t it make you feel bad to say that?”

Doa wasn’t the type to hold on to her words like that.

Luca had a tendency to go overboard when trying to impress viewers, but Doa in real life generally did not do that.

“What is it?”

One thing is certain: if you insist on playing a horror game in this state, you may be kicked out of this house.

First of all, I thought it was necessary to find out the cause of Doa’s behavior, so I persistently monitored her condition.

Doa kept pressing her lips as if she had something to say.

Doa, who was biting her lower lip while pursing, brought out her story.

“My brother.”

“Yes.”

“What do you think of our closer?”

Hmm? Closure?

I thought it had something to do with the present, but I couldn’t hide my reaction of surprise.

“Uh… Won’t it be a big hit?”

Closer’s reputation was already well-established in the Internet broadcasting industry.

I was thinking that if the overwhelming capital power of large corporations were to be invested, box office success would be no different from a guaranteed check.

“…I guess so?”

“Ah. Then! Are you worried about something like that? “My personal broadcasts are doing really well.”

Ah. What. Was it just like that?

I thought it was more useless to worry than I thought.

The fandom was too strong for Closer to fail.

It was the moment when I naturally placed my hand on her shoulder.

“That’s why I’m more worried.”

Doa raises her head from her bowed position and looks at me.

There was anxiety inside her brown eyes.

“Being compared. “I really don’t like it.”

“Comparison?”

“You’ve told me this before, too. “Leah sings better than me.”

I was able to guess what the problem was.

I thought it was probably a story about singing skills.

“I think I will be more active in the future after the music is released…”

Doa rested her elbow on her knee and rested her chin, letting out a sigh.

“Just watching Leah sing makes me feel inferior, but I’m also scared of being criticized.”

“Umm…”

It’s a sad story, but to put it bluntly, there was nothing wrong with what Doa said.

But she didn’t think that meant she needed to be discouraged.

After a short thought, she opened her mouth.

“I mean, being an idol.”

I don’t know if it will help or not, but I just calmly said what came to mind.

“If you look at the many idols in real life, even if they are not necessarily virtual.”

“People with overwhelmingly superior singing skills are usually the main vocalists, right?”

“Is that so?”

Doa nodded her head.

“But that doesn’t mean that the person who sings well in every group is the most popular.”

I only did 2D, but I knew the basics.

“Some people like you because you have a pretty face, or there are cases where you become popular because you tell a very witty joke on a variety show or something.”

“Yes.”

“I think you all are the same.”

The more I talked, the more emotional I felt.

As a pintuk, I couldn’t stand Luca’s shrinking appearance.

The leader of our Pingtuk group is scared before we even start!

“Luca, you will definitely become popular.”

“How do you know that?”

When Doa smiled bitterly, I snatched her hand.

“No? I know!”

If I don’t know, who knows.

I am the one who has been looking at you longer than anyone else.

“Do you understand if I explain how cute you are?”

A sincere appeal.

However, what follows is…

“Puhup.”

A laugh, almost like a mockery, leaks from Doa’s mouth.

“Ah. Wait a minute.”

After covering her mouth and whimpering for a moment, Doa barely managed to control her expression and looked at me.

“No. Brother.”

…What is it? It’s so f*cking embarrassing.

What on earth is this?

“Oppa. “Aren’t you watching too much anime?”

“…Huh?”

“No. “Try again what you said to me earlier.”

I thought I couldn’t even do that…

As I thought back on what I had said, I felt my ears heating up.

“Is it difficult to say it again?”

Lee. f*ck. It’s a doya.

Isn’t that too much?

It was a moment when I felt bad saying bad things even though I was my girlfriend.

No. I really want you to cheer up. I’m telling you not to be discouraged.

I was almost in a state of being like a victim whose chat window had been autopsied, and I shed tears inside.

“I was wrong.”

I’m sorry for everything. Doa land.

So please stop.

Her head started pounding and she closed her eyes, and Doa’s hands wrapped around my waist.

“Why are you apologizing?”

When I slightly opened my eyes, Doa was snuggling next to me and smiling brightly.

“Didn’t I just tell you to cheer up?”

“That’s right. Right,”

You understand…!

Ugh… Still, I was glad they didn’t make fun of me with that, but it was just to catch me off guard.

“But what makes me so cute?”

“…I’d rather kill you.”

The punishment for not being able to distinguish between an Internet chat window and reality was not light.

“Ah, do you want me to tell you?”

“No! I can’t say it! “I can’t say it!”

I want to go home…

Doa is stuck together and I am looking for her hiding place.

Only after arguing for a while did Doa’s face regain its smile.

“Ah. “As expected, it’s good to see you.”

Doa placed her hand on my head.

“Thank you. “Boyfriend.”

“…It’s so small and fussy.”

Doa treated me like a pet even though she was more than 20cm shorter than me.

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Still, I feel a little relieved.

She didn’t feel too bad because the shadow on her face seemed to have disappeared.

However, everything is an equivalent exchange.

She gave Luca land, who was depressed, her carrot, and now all she could do was wait for the whip of her pintukdan.

I opened her arms toward Doa and slipped her arm between her armpits.

“Oh. Brother?”

Doa stutters, probably surprised by my actions.

But it is still too early to be surprised.

I lifted her up with all my strength and dragged her by my side and sat her down on her computer chair.

“…Huh?”

When she looked at me with a confused look on her face, I turned her chair around and escorted her to her computer.

“Now we have to do something together.”

I finished my assignment with incredible speed?

“…A horror game?”

“Uh. “Weren’t we supposed to find out what to do together today?”

Doa’s skin rapidly turns white.

Her big eyes were sending a message telling her not to do it.

“Now, let’s go to the game site~”

“Ah~ Oppa~ Can’t we just chat and have fun instead?”

For a moment, my heart almost melted at Doa’s nasally charm, but my will remained strong.

I won’t go home today until I decide this.

“No. “I have to do this.”

When Doa seemed to have no intention of moving, I grabbed the mouse myself.

A cute pink mouse that reflects the size of Doa’s hand.

I wondered if I could really play the game for hours with this, but I immediately went to the game purchase site.

“Okay. “Doya.”

She was still sitting in the computer chair, but she rolled her wheels and sat further away.

I brought her chair again and made her sit in front of her desk.

“Oppa… Please… I really can’t sleep when I see that.”

That’s exactly what it feels like to see Pintuk Ticorn with his mouth watering with tears in his eyes.

But I knew.

If I don’t give in to that temptation now, there is an even sweeter fruit waiting for me.

I stretched out her hand and placed it on Doa’s hand, moving her right arm like a puppeteer controlling a puppet.

“Don’t worry. “Doya.”

Even when I heard it, it was a devilish whisper.

“You are not alone now.”

Doa’s arm is gradually losing strength.

It was I who currently controlled ownership of the mouse.

As the horror tab filled with her strange images opened, Doa felt her body tremble.

“Oppa… I… Really… What should I do if I have a heart attack…?”

Feeling joy from the sight of her shivering was, even in my opinion, quite perverted.

“Don’t worry. “I’ll call the hospital right away.”

I thought there was no point in procrastinating any longer, so I just clicked on the main image in the recommended tab.

“Kyaaa!”

My girlfriend was not only cute when she screamed, but I felt she was lovely.