Transmigrated as the Side Top used as an Emotional Trash Can - Chapter 21.1
“……No, nothing like that.”
Cha Gwonhyeok paused for a moment before answering. During that pause, I did a full somersault inside my head. Why are you pausing, my friend? Are you rice that needs to steam? Those few seconds of silence before you answered sent my mood riding a roller coaster…!
I timidly fumed like an unscored roasted chestnut inside a pressure cooker, just seconds away from exploding.
I wanted to avoid meeting the main top if possible. That bastard was written as an obsessive main top and a sociopath. He manipulated the people around him however he pleased, didn’t hesitate to hurt others for the sake of his goals, and was so cruel and violent that anyone who rubbed him the wrong way ended up eliminated.
Of course, if I physically died, I could simply come back to life. But the main top was also someone who could effortlessly do things that would completely ruin a person socially. No matter how many times I died and revived, it would be difficult to restore something like my reputation. If I suffered an emotional blow, I had no way to defend myself against it.
“Cha Gwonhyeok, your family must be pretty rich. What do your parents do?”
A Drama Club sunbae asked Cha Gwonhyeok. Hearing the word parents brought to mind the faces of Baek Hanrim’s parents, who had raised me inside this novel. If he was a sociopath, there was no guarantee he would only come after me.
There was a possibility that he might target the people around me other than Kim Jihwan, especially my parents.
It had been nearly seventeen years since I came to this world. They were my second parents, the people who had cared for me all that time. If something happened to them, I wasn’t confident I could continue living normally.
“Gwonhyeok-ah.”
Cha Gwonhyeok, who had been talking with the others, turned his head at my call and looked at me.
“Let’s eat together later.”
I smiled and suggested that we have lunch together.
Right. Since it’s come to this, I’ll quickly get him together with Kim Jihwan. I’ll use the power of love to stop him from becoming an obsessive main top in the future!
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“Jihwan-ah, this kid’s Gwonhyeok.”
During lunch, I brought Cha Gwonhyeok over and introduced him to Kim Jihwan.
Kim Jihwan was still bristling with anger over the gym uniform incident during second period, so he sat there sullenly without answering.
“…….”
“…….”
When nothing but silence hung between them and the conversation failed to progress, I quickly spoke to Cha Gwonhyeok.
“Gwonhyeok-ah, this is Jihwan-ie. He’s just shy right now.”
I could feel Kim Jihwan glaring at me like a madman against the side of my head. Sorry. But don’t I need to survive too?
“Yeah, I know Jihwan.”
Cha Gwonhyeok said he already knew Kim Jihwan. As expected, was Cha Gwonhyeok the person who would build a narrative with Kim Jihwan at the redevelopment protest site? You two really must be destined for each other. Just look at how you’re connecting all on your own without me doing much of anything.
“You two are famous.”
Yes, yes, Gwonhyeok-ah. You don’t need to make excuses. I know exactly how you feel. You must be the shy type too.
I naturally picked the carrots, onions, and other foods Kim Jihwan wouldn’t like off his tray and quickly ate them before replying with a smile.
“Jihwan-ie’s pretty, isn’t he?”
“He is.”
It wasn’t even me being complimented, yet I became excited along with him. The main top was an unforgivably wicked person who put Kim Jihwan through every kind of physical and emotional suffering. But the current Cha Gwonhyeok hadn’t done anything yet, and he even seemed kind. If things went well, couldn’t the #RegretfulTop and #TormentedBottom keywords disappear?
In the end, I didn’t want the conclusion of this novel to be ruined. I wanted an ending where Kim Jihwan received all the love he deserved and became happy. Even if my appearance changed the minor twists and turns along the way, I hoped Kim Jihwan would achieve what he wanted, just as the author had intended.
The only person who could love Kim Jihwan more than anyone else was the main top. I wanted you, the protagonists of this world, to be happy.
“Hanrim, you must like carrots.”
Cha Gwonhyeok asked me a question, pulling me out of the fantasy where I had been imagining the two of them enjoying a happy future. He must have been talking about how he had seen me picking the carrots off Kim Jihwan’s tray earlier.
“Carrots? I don’t dislike them.”
“Pig.”
Kim Jihwan primly scolded me by calling me a pig. But I habitually countered with my usual nonsense.
“Your very own pig-.”
“Then what do you like?”
Cha Gwonhyeok asked me another question.
What did I like again? Hmm….
“I like… fried eggs?”
“That damn soy sauce egg rice.”
“Jihwan-ah, soy sauce egg rice is a complete meal-.”
“Does that mean you have to stuff your face with it every single day?”
Kim Jihwan criticized my nostalgic meal of soy sauce egg rice with a thoroughly fed-up expression. I did eat it almost every day, but it wasn’t a dish that deserved to be looked down on like this. There was hardly any other meal that was so delicious and had such a perfect balance of carbohydrates, protein, and fat….
Plop.
At that moment, a soy-braised quail egg dropped onto my white rice.
“There aren’t any full eggs, but have this instead.”
“Whoa.”
Cha Gwonhyeok had given me one of the soy-braised quail eggs served for lunch today.
He gave me something delicious. He was a good guy after all.
Pass. He passed as husband material for Kim Jihwan.
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