Returner’s Magic Laundry

“I’ll just go see. I left the pool counter with someone else.”

“Oh, let’s go eat here together.”

If she's a pretty girl, she said, interrupting Kim Sang-il, who is out of her mind.

"No, thanks."

Shin Se-yeon, who had a bewildered expression on her face, hurriedly left.

Kim Sang-il and Kwak Ki-hyuk, who were looking at their backs with regretful expressions, saw the japchae and ran as if they were starving for a few days.

“Hey, let’s eat! looks delicious!"

"awhile!"

She hastily stretched her arms out to cover the ravenous mouths of her friends.

"why? I'm not going to eat? Japchae rests quickly, so you have to eat it now.”

"wait! Think about it.”

I looked at the paper bag full of laundry and the japchae.

It was understandable to understand that I had come all the way here to drop off clothes to be washed.

If I thought that the reason I had to come all the way here was because I was in a hurry to do laundry, I could understand.

But this vegetable... … .

I didn't quite understand.

‘What is your intention?’

I was thinking hard, but Kim Sang-il could not stand it and began to eat it with his hands.

"Hey! This bastard!”

“Hey, just eat. What do you think about putting food in front of you? Anyway, you bastard, what's the intention behind you? I'll sit like this There is such a thing as pure intention in the world. You don't know.”

“Conspiracy theorist bastard.”

Kwak Ki-hyuk also shook his head sharply.

‘Pure intentions?’

is it?

Come to think of it, I still haven't been able to let go of my previous life.

The movie version was a battlefield.

I lived my life thinking that there were no words without intention in it.

Even if someone asked for a drink, I was full of doubts, 'Why is this person wanting to drink with me?'

Now there was no need for that.

“Hey, let’s eat. Goon-soo, come quickly and eat.”

“Wow, it’s really delicious.”

Like the forest I found,

Like my friends like gum,

Like Shin Se-yeon, who brought delicious japchae, there were also giving without receiving.

“Hey, hey, eat with chopsticks. I don't even wash my hands!"

“It is best to eat japchae with your hands. In my house, when my mother cooks japchae, my family wears plastic gloves and goes out and eats them with her hands. How delicious it is.”

Even though it wasn't my meal, I was happy to see my friends enjoying it.

I knew the future of my friends.

Kim Sang-il and Kwak Ki-hyuk quit filming and go their separate ways.

Kim Sang-il had a restaurant with his mother.

He had caught a glimpse of what he had been up to on a program called Alley Restaurant.

I hoped it would go well, but unfortunately, I got off the show due to the unprecedented situation of stopping the broadcast.

Kwak Ki-hyuk was directing the camera at home shopping.

He once came to me and asked me to write him as a camera director.

I couldn't refuse, so I hired him for a new feature film.

However, the quality of the video he took was very poor.

The CEO of the film production company, who couldn't stand it, cut it off.

I didn't dry it.

Because I thought he was ruining my work.

I still remember Kwak Ki-hyeok's droopy back as he packed up his gear and left.

Returning from the future to the past, I threw stones into their lives and made a small ripple.

I don't know what butterfly effect this will cause in the future.

I looked at Go Geon-soo eating Japchae with a blunt face.

Everything depended on Ko Kun-soo, who took over the megaphone.

He wasn't a righteous guy, but at least he was a very commonsense guy.

There was a wish that it would flow in a good way.

* * *

My friends ate all the japchae and even boiled ramen.

pigs.

We had a hard time ripping up what we were going to sleep at our house and sending it back.

‘Since my parents aren’t here, there must be many days when these things die in our house.’

I didn't know anything else, but the existence of the washing machine that opened the portal was the problem.

‘I think I should move the washing machine to the laundromat.’

I couldn't move it by myself, so I thought I'd ask my friends to come back.

The evening twilight was falling outside.

After closing the laundry and tidying up, I looked at the clothes Shin Se-yeon left and the clothes my friends had taken off.

I took off my pants and went, so it was quite a quantity.

‘I think if I put this in a plastic bag, it will tear quickly due to the weight.’

They needed a means of transport that could move many things into the forest.

‘I wish there was something like a rear car.’

The entrance to the washing machine is not that big, so I couldn't put in big things.

Even if it was taken, it had to be disassembled and then reassembled from beyond the dimension.

In addition, to avoid the attack of mold spores, the rear car had to be covered with plastic like a greenhouse.

First, I drew a picture of what I had envisioned.

If it came out as shown in the picture, it wouldn't be a problem to move more laundry than I did.

I took the picture and headed to the hardware store.

If I showed it to Mr. Jang, I thought he would tell me what I needed.

"What is this? The rear cargo area below is a vinyl house.”

"Yeah. I want to buy the parts that can make this.”

“If you give me money, I will make this for you.”

I wish someone could make it too.

However, it was impossible to lead Jang into the portal.

“No, I want to make it. There are no customers these days, and I have some time left, so I'm doing it as a hobby... … .”

“It’s a stellar day. Are you suddenly saying that you are running a laundromat that you are not interested in or that you are making such strange things? Where are you going to use this?”

The uncle was bothered by the question, but he answered with all his heart. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

“I was just wondering if there were no customers and I was going to collect the laundry.”

“Tzutsu… … can you do that? Hwang, the owner of a clean laundry, made all the people in this neighborhood out of paper. Very resourceful.”

"Ah yes."

When I answered with a little force, President Jang tapped his shoulder as if he didn't seem right.

“You are still young. It'll turn out okay. Be strong.”

“Yes, yes.”

“Come when the store closes. I'll prepare everything I need. It would cost quite a bit. You don't even have a car."

"Yeah. Can I get a rear car?”

“There are a lot of liars. Is it okay to be a little old? There is no problem with rolling.”

“Yes, yes.”

you just have to roll

But when I thought about it, I thought the wheels of the rear car were quite large.

“Uncle, you have the wheels of the rear car. Can I change it to something smaller than that? with a little something. It could be smaller.”

It seemed to be the size of a washing machine slot by hand.

"why not? It will take some time to get it.”

“And please cut the steel frame of the rear car like this.”

In Leica's picture, he handed it over to the metal frame with the cut section marked.

President Jang tilted his head, but nodded his head as if he knew.

“Okay. Then come back in three days. You can find it in there.”

"Yeah."

I asked for help, but in reality, a headache came over me.

When did you disassemble all of that in the washing machine and put it back in and assemble it again?

‘Should I just give up?’

I couldn't.

It was the only way to save this laundry.

I returned to the laundromat, leaving behind the skeptical eyes of Mr. Jang.

‘Today, I just have to do what I normally do.’

After all, an hour inside the portal was only 10 minutes in reality.

Laundry had to be carried twice.

The rear car was in case there was a lot of laundry in the future.

She waited for nine o'clock, got ready again, and stood in front of the washing machine.

Laundry was tightly wrapped in two large plastic bags and a plastic water bottle was prepared to pour water.

Then I had a good idea.

'Ah, there was a lax?'

There was nothing like Lax to kill the fungus.

‘Oh, why didn’t I think of that?’

She put the Lax in the spray bottle.

‘Is there anything else to bring?’

I looked around and saw a CD player with speakers that I usually listen to.

As soon as CD players appeared in the late '90s, she was scolded by her dad.

Another thought came to my mind when I saw the CD player.

‘The forest has given me a lot, so I have to give something too.’

The forest already had so much that it didn't seem to need anything more.

If there was anything I could give, I thought it was music.

She was told that plants also like to listen to music.

I couldn't even play any music.

She searched the Internet for music that plants liked.

An article about a teacher who experimented with playing music on bean sprouts caught my eye.

‘Oh, this is it.’

The content of the article titled [Green Music Farming Method] was roughly as follows.

When the bean sprouts were told about the danso performance, heavy metal, and the four seasons of Vivaldi, the bean sprouts that told them the four seasons of Vivaldi were much bigger.

'If it's Vivaldi's four seasons, it's at home.'

A complete collection of Karajan Classic CDs that her mother bought from her door-to-door vendor.

Turns out they were all copies.

She upset her mother that she had been deceived, but she had no problem listening.(Read more @ hotmtlnovel.xyz)

The problem is that after listening to a song or two, I left it in the attic without even opening the vinyl.

'I'm glad I didn't throw it away.'

I searched the attic for a long time and finally found a complete collection of classics.

‘Now that I’m ready, shall I go in?’

Just as I was about to enter the washing machine, I heard a loud knock on the store door from downstairs.

bang bang!

“Hey, Anna, open the door! Ahn Nam! We are here!”

As soon as I heard the voice, I let out a sigh.

‘These children, I thought this was me.’

In fact, even when my parents were there, they were the ones who killed us every day in our house.

I was a little worried about the future.

That doesn't mean you can't drive out those guys who want to come home.

I hurriedly went downstairs and saw that he was already intoxicated.

“Why did you drink so much?”

“Ah, sorry, I saw a carriage on the way, so I was only going to have one drink, but these kids ate one and ended up like this.”

Kim Sang-il said gibberish in a voice with a twisted tongue.

Ko Gun-soo was already fainted and was placed over Kim Sang-il and Kwak Ki-hyuk's shoulders.

“Is this the face you only drank from now on? Come in quickly.”

I quickly grabbed Go Geon-su and dragged him up to the second floor.

Kim Sang-il and Kwak Ki-hyuk also stumbled up the stairs.

As soon as I pushed the three of them into my room, I fell asleep.

“Oh, it’s hard. These kids are real!”

He kicked the thighs of his friends spread out on the floor once in a while.

I felt like I wanted to tread on it to death, but I endured it.

“Annam-ah, thank you so much. I'm sure you'll get a good shot, this bastard... … .”

Kwak Ki-hyuk had a sleep talk and fell asleep again.

I laughed out loud at those words, but somehow the tip of my nose twitched.

Ko Gun-soo This child was still clumsy in expressing emotions.

'I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that.'

After looking at his friends for a while, he took out a blanket and covered him.

He immediately kicked the blanket off, but he did not give up and covered it up to his neck.

Now that I don't have my parents, I think it's fortunate that I have friends.

‘By the way, I have to go to the forest today. Aren’t these children waking up in their sleep?’

I was a little worried, but I had to do something.

I brought a small bookshelf in front of the door and blocked it so that I wouldn't come out.

It just seemed like it would make me feel better.

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