April 27th, Clear ☀

Kim In-woo, who slept all day yesterday, finally woke up this morning.

After bustling about washing and eating, Kim In-woo glanced at me as I kept watching him nervously and asked, “Are we dating now?”

I made a dumb sound like “Huh?” and immediately got grabbed by the collar. “You’re not planning to f*ck me and dump me, are you?” Kim In-woo threatened me menacingly.

After explaining that wasn’t the case at all, I begged Kim In-woo to date me. The atmosphere demanded it. Though it started with a threat, Kim In-woo graciously accepted my plea with a deliberately generous attitude.

When I apologized for keeping him captive for two days straight, he said why worry about such things between lovers. Though I pointed out we weren’t lovers then, Kim In-woo’s response was that I was being too nitpicky about details.

In the end, without properly apologizing (Kim In-woo cut off all my attempts to apologize), I took care of him. Kim In-woo seemed satisfied ordering me around with just his chin or fingertips. If Kim In-woo is happy, then I’m happy too.

***

April 28th, Cloudy ☁

After discussing with Raseti, it seems my rut came much earlier than expected as a side effect of compressing my body too much and not returning to normal.

Right now, I’m actually compressed too much. Originally, there would be no need to compress this much. Reducing to about 3m isn’t far from the average size of sentient beings in the universe, and since we usually interact with those who know about the existence of multiple species in space, there’s no need to excessively reduce body size just because of size differences with other species.

But this is the undeveloped Earth, and I’m hiding my identity.

In Raseti’s case, they bought an uninhabited island on Earth, surrounded it with a cloaking barrier, and rests comfortably at their original size. If I’m staying on Earth, that seems like the best method for me too.

I decided to occasionally rely on Raseti’s help. Though I’m not sure how to explain my absences to Kim In-woo, I guess I can just say I’m not feeling well and going for a check-up…

This is absolutely necessary to avoid exploiting Kim In-woo excessively like that again. I can’t overwork fragile Kim In-woo.

Of course, yesterday I did keep him all night even after taking medicine to prepare for the rut.

…

But isn’t that level normal? It should be fine since Kim In-woo fell asleep satisfied.

Just in case, I put a device in my body that forces size control. We often have trouble controlling our size when excited, especially when depression gets severe. Of course, with Kim In-woo by my side, my body won’t suddenly grow, but just in case… With this, I won’t grow beyond a 30cm margin of error.

***

May 1st, Clear ☀

Though it hasn’t even been a week since I started dating Kim In-woo, it already feels like a hundred days have passed. Conversely, it also feels like not even a day has passed.

I’m happy…

Kim In-woo is cute and lovely and small and has small hands and small feet… Though I got hit for calling him small, even that aspect is cute…

I mean, if he’s small, shouldn’t I say he’s small? When someone’s only as big as my palm, they’re small, right? Even compared to Lee Sun-ho’s body, he’s still small.

Is he only small vertically? He’s tiny horizontally too. If you line up Kim In-woo and me, his small frame is completely hidden behind me. How can he get serious when he fits perfectly in my arms and makes me want to lick him up in one bite… So cute…

His eyes that sparkle like they contain the whole universe despite being small are pretty and cute and lovely… How can such a life form exist.

Just looking at him makes me happy. These past few days, I’ve been feeling the meaning of life that I’ve never felt before despite being constantly active.

He’s just too good.

I can’t believe I’d never dated before. Why didn’t I do something this wonderful?

Ah, I was saving myself for Kim In-woo.

Perfect.

***

May 6th, Clear ☀

At first, I was at a loss after getting together with Kim In-woo through that incident, but thinking about it now, everything seems to be working out well.

Kim In-woo quickly regained stability after starting to date me. Even before, he always pretended to be fine when I was around, but when he was somewhere my eyes couldn’t reach, or when sleeping, his forgotten trauma would surface.

Those symptoms have clearly disappeared. I could see Kim In-woo becoming much more comfortable. Not just me, but the doctor and Raseti agreed.

Originally, Kim In-woo was starved for affection. Abandoned by his parents, practically forced to drop out of school, and betrayed at work. More than anything, Kim In-woo needed a stable relationship. That was me.

This relationship carries a tiny bit of anxiety as it’s built on my lies… But for now, it’s good.

I had to do well from now on. For my sake, and for Kim In-woo’s sake…

***

May 21st, Cloudy ☁

Today was the day of my driver’s license test.

It wasn’t much of a test, but In-woo was needlessly nervous for me. Of course, I passed the test without difficulty.

Even though it was just a driver’s license test, In-woo was extremely happy and took my hand, treating me to Korean beef at a meat restaurant. From the looks of it, it seems he wanted to eat it himself rather than treat me. As I diligently grilled the meat for him, he kept eating endlessly without thinking, then seemed to realize and ordered more meat. His face showing belated consideration is extremely cute.

While talking about the pros and cons of car models he wanted to buy, though he knew nothing about them until a few days ago, it seems he had been going in and out of cafes and communities gathering all sorts of information. I decided to contract for the car model In-woo liked.

Even though it was spending a lot of money, In-woo showed no hesitation since it was a gift for me.

***

June 7th, Clear ☀

A staff member from In-woo’s former agency contacted him.

They said they couldn’t properly support In-woo before because of the manager, but now they want to support him. They suggested he come if he’s interested.

Though they called it a suggestion, the form was coercive.

They brought up the contract, but that contract had already been processed as terminated. Though they shouldn’t be able to force anything through the contract now, they seemed to view In-woo as a naive early twentysomething and subtly pressured him.

There was no way In-woo would listen to that. He got angry, saying don’t be ridiculous. But I clearly heard his voice trembling slightly as he refused.

Given In-woo’s personality of being clear about endings and beginnings, he probably wasn’t swayed by the offer to return to the company.

I asked In-woo if he wanted to act again and he immediately nodded. Despite the unhesitating affirmation, something felt off. After a long while, In-woo confessed that there would be various situations in the drama and he wasn’t confident he could act composed in all situations.

It felt like a bullet had been shot into my brain.

You stupid bastard.

Seeing Kim In-woo happy, claiming that he was getting better after I ruined him. My shameless joy turned into anger, and yet I was still fed up with my own audacity to not think of confessing the truth.

When In-woo saw me crying, he was very flustered. He said it wasn’t something I should be crying about, but it was all my fault……. Because I was stupid, because I was bad, I inflicted a permanent wound on In-woo.

On the day I apologized, saying I was sorry for being so pathetic, In-woo hugged me. I hugged In-woo, who said it was okay.