Chapter 20 – 4. Yozora Doesn’t Give Up (2)
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“… Senior.”
I thought about it for a moment and then spit it out.
Yozora in front of you is smiling brightly, but you never know what kind of sticky thoughts she may be harboring.
First of all, it seems like the healing world transcendent was feeling sorry and came to tempt me once again.
The problem is next.
How will Yozora react when I refuse?
Should I go back after gulping down a few more sips of soju?
Or will they commit something by ‘force’?
Showing an overtly negative attitude towards the current situation will not lead to good results.
At least the tone of voice had to be obedient.
“Haha… Why am I your senior, Woojin…”
“When I spoke on the phone yesterday, I told you that I would live a healthy life.”
Yozora came closer, tilting her head as if asking what to do.
I naturally took a few steps back, but it was only a slow step back.
Before he knew it, the familiar smell of alcohol reached the tip of his nose again.
“Soundly… ? So, what… While working?”
“… Yes.”
“Hmm. Well, you have the ability to take you anywhere… The government… Or the Hero Association… “
Yozora happily waves her body and folds her fingers one by one.
How can I persuade this drunkard, and is it even possible to have a logical conversation in the first place?
While I was working hard to get my head around it.
“Oh, I don’t know…”
“…”
I was dumbfounded for a moment because Yozora just hugged me tightly and rubbed my face.
Is this really crazy?
“Senior, why suddenly…”
“Why… It’s a world of beauties. A world of beauties…”
After saying that, Yozora lifted her head slightly, looked up at me, and smiled.
Objectively,
When you really objectively look only at appearance, excluding drunkenness, personality, and other miscellaneous things.
Yozora was the type of person who wanted to have one.
If Yozora was a hero, they would definitely have investigated her background.
Ultramarine blue hair resembling the night sky studded with stars.
The contrasting sweet-colored red eyes were enough to grab the attention of men, whether in the past when I was a villain or now when I am a health teacher.
Instead of exercising, I drink alcohol every day,
If you stick to me like this, your face will touch my collarbone,
One of the reasons was that the body that was touching me was soft here and there.
However, because of the ‘miscellaneous things’ I just left out, I didn’t really want to get close to Yozora.
This woman.
His taste in bed is completely opposite to mine.
… So, a few days before I searched, I received a message from Yozora.
She was a bitch who always drank at the bar and suddenly invited her to drink at home.
If you think about it a little, you can see the obvious reason.
It’s not because you want to fuck with me, it’s because you’re calling me to fuck with me.
“It doesn’t work. As I said before, you’re not my type.”
“No. No. What if I wait…? All men like breasts… Just wait a little longer…”
Yozora tightened her arms as if she was going to seduce me somehow and started rubbing her breasts more openly.
The soft flesh hidden behind her underwear touches my skin and distorts beautifully.
“Woojin, if you join our ‘company’, it might make you feel a little more alive…”
“No need.”
“Don’t lie… There’s no way a kid who took off his school uniform less than a year would hate female breasts…”
“Huh…”
That’s all, it’s not like you’re shaking your dick directly, so it won’t be embarrassing…
Rather, the smell of alcohol that kept reaching my nose was very unpleasant.
Should I call it PTSD?
This is because it reminded me of the day I was taken to Yozora and had to serve her her alcohol her her her.
Intercede when a drunk Yozora is arguing pointlessly with people around her.
The alcohol that keeps pouring into my cup, I drink without breaking it.
If Yozora completely expands, move it to a nearby place, whether it’s ‘work’ or home.
The next day, I had to deal with Ji asking for the broken cell phone of her.
Etc.
Memories of being bitten by a crazy bitch fill my mind one by one.
“…Sniff. It kind of smells like a woman…”
“…”
“Hehe. That can’t be possible… Woojin was on my sister’s list…”
Yozora, who said so and rubbed her face against my chest, grabbed my wrist and walked towards the common entrance.
Resistance stopped in the first place.
If Yozora uses her powers, she will be able to easily catch me.
“Now. Password.”
“Sir, please stop.”
“Don’t be like that… I even bought you alcohol… “
“There is no need to try. My mind has already left.”
“I came here to bring back that lost heart.”
“… The best way you could think of was the beauty world?”
“Ungh.”
“…”
My head hurts.
If we continue to argue like this, it is obvious that the alcoholic will win.
Yozora spits out things randomly, and I have no choice but to follow along.
Maybe this would be good.
A feeling of discomfort was slowly building up.
An idea passes by.
The idea was, how about taking them to a random bar and drinking together until Yozora stretches out?
When I thought about it, it was a pretty good idea.
If you soak Yozora’s stomach with alcohol, she will stretch out on the table and writhe and get a good night’s sleep.
Of course, if you do this, you will come here every day and keep losing money for drinks, or you will lose a lump sum when you move, but if you think of it as the price of being bitten by a mad dog.. ..
“… Senior.”
“Ugh.”
“Since you came to see me in person, I’m going to listen to what you have to say.”
“You’re going to do that… ?”
“I was wondering if it would be better to go to a bar instead of my house.”
“… A bar?”
“Yes. If I drink it at home, I have to clean it up later.”
“Uhm… But I also have some alcohol that I bought… I guess I won’t drink it…”
Yozora thinks for a moment with her eyes tightly closed.
“…I don’t know. I guess I can just order expensive snacks…”
Fortunately, she walked into my house without much obsession.
After a brief sigh of relief, I followed Yozora helplessly, still holding on to her wrist.
*****
Is it because time is time?
Yozora took the lead and when she stepped in, her bar was already crowded with people.
“You know that person I talked about last time? She…”
“Hey, please place an order. Even though I pressed this button, it didn’t come.”
“Oh shit, this guy just keeps eating some snack.”
“This bastard is already screwed.”
After crossing the loud noise, we were guided by the waiter and sat down at the table.
It was a quiet corner, perfect for secret conversations.
… Well, if I was really going to talk about that much, I would have gone to a bar where I could get a separate room.
“Well… , So…”
Yozora ordered several snacks of her taste without even asking me.
She opened her eyes hazily, as if she was already drunk, and started talking among the noise.
“What should I do to work with my sister…? If there are any conditions you need, please tell me…”
“I’ve been saying this for a while now, but I have no intention of working there.”
“They give you a lot of money…? If Namho-chan asks for your wallet later, there might be an extra zero added to the promised amount…?”
“I’m not interested. I just need to earn enough to live on.”
“Hmm…”
“That’s why I answered that I would live a healthy life.”
I wanted to become a hero, so I got a job as a health teacher at the academy.
I heard that it doesn’t seem like a good idea to be a teacher at this age, so my current position is health commissioner.
I couldn’t answer that, so I just gave it a rough answer.
Now that I think about it, the fried rice was good at this bar.
After chewing on a couple of puffed rice cakes to soothe her mouth, Yozora continued.
“Then how are you going to live now…” ” ?”
“Yes?”
“You said you would live a healthy life… Soundly and steadily. What do you plan to do…?”
“…”
Are they doing this to trick them into thinking that it would be easier to stick to their side no matter what?
I’m not sure the intention of the question, but the answer was decided.
Academy health teacher.
Since it meant that he was attached to the hero side rather than the villain, there was a possibility that the atmosphere would be bad.
The sidekick of a famous hero, most often missed by healing transcendents.
Same thing.
There was no need to get on Yozora’s nerves.
In the end, there is only one option left.
With an iron plate on his face, he accepted the 1000cc beer glass brought by the waiter and said.
“I’m going to do some volunteer work.”
“Bo, what… ? Service… ?”
“Yes. Domestic or overseas.”
Yozora was holding a glass of beer with both hands and making an expression as if he were looking at the stupidest person in the world.
… It feels worse than I thought to be treated like that by a stupid bitch who only thinks about drinking.
“Forgetting to work with me privately is volunteer work… ?”
“I have a sense of accomplishment. I’m proud. It’s good.”
“No… There are truckloads of patients who would give hundreds of millions of dollars to get treatment from you… “
I know.
I found a studio apartment by picking those people’s pockets, but there’s no way they wouldn’t know.
Still pretending not to know.
Pretending to really want to work hard for a beautiful world.
I spewed out hypocritical words.
“Because money is just a material thing. I would rather see a patient with an incurable disease smile brightly…”
“You crazy bastard…”
Even before I could finish saying something as stupid as I thought it would.
Yozora put down her beer glass and muttered, rubbing her forearm as if she couldn’t bear it.
“Are you kidding…” ” ? At first, you looked at the company thinking, ‘Villains are more honest and cool than hypocrites like heroes.’ But, what… ? Service… ?”
“… I wasn’t immature back then.”
“What does it mean to be immature…”
“…”
“…Anyway, if you don’t want money, I have one too…?”
“…”
“Since you are a transcendental healer, you must spend a lot of time alone with me… But… ?”
“Yes.”
“…”
Has my pride been scratched?
Or maybe I was just frustrated because I deliberately chose stupid answers and gave them out.
Yozora’s brow, which was always relaxed, slightly furrowed.
I’ve never seen an expression like that except when I secretly stole Haagen-Dazs from the company refrigerator.
Now, I hope you just think of me as a bastard and leave.
The house… You can start looking for a new house right away, even tomorrow.
You will have to check at that time to see if your address will be tracked.
Maybe you can get help from the academy principal.
Before we knew it, the snacks Yozora had ordered began to appear one by one.
The first thing that came out was butter-grilled squid mouth.
This is one of the snacks that Yozora, who particularly likes grilled butter, often orders.
It’s time to toast.
At that time, I was fiddling with the glass, remembering Yozora’s usual habits.
“… Keuhum.”
“… ?”
“…If you join our company…”
“… ?”
“… I could do something like this with my sister secretly… ?”
“…”
Under the square table, a smooth foot started tapping my shin.
There were pure white bare feet without any stockings or socks sticking out from underneath the black dolphin pants.
The problem is that this is outside,
There are a lot of people around,
A passing employee,
When a group of college students talking noisily at the table next to us look at us,
Unlike fiction, where no one notices until the end, everything that goes on under the table will be revealed.
“Senior.”
“Huh…”
When Yozora’s expression hardens in embarrassment, she smiles again as if she likes it.
As she gulps her throat alone without a toast, her movements become bolder little by little.
The foot that was skimming my shin taps my knee.
Then, he dug in as if forcing himself between my knees, scanned my thighs, and slowly put his foot inside.
My feet are quite cold.
Well, it’s quite cold wearing clothes like this in winter.
I guess I’m not that cold because I’m always drunk.
Yozora’s feet, which had dug in so deeply, wiggled between my thighs.
As if playing around.
If I do this, you’ll be in trouble, right? As if asking.
“…”
“How about… ? Do you want to work with your sister… ?”
The mindset of all pranksters is the same.
They do this because they enjoy the other person’s reaction.
Therefore, the best answer to end the prank is indifference.
Indifference to the point that the other person feels embarrassed.
That’s why, like Yozora, I just drank beer without a toast and then quietly chewed a piece of grilled butter.
“…”
“…”
I thought it would stop on its own if I waited like that.
“… Hehe… If you like this, let me know…”
“…”
“Well, there’s no way a kid who was a high school student just three months ago wouldn’t like something like this… Phew…”
I had forgotten that Yozora was a dumber bitch than I thought.
So much so that my indifference was mistaken for tacit consent.
“… I wonder if my sister will make me feel more comfortable…”
“Senior.”
In the end, I couldn’t stand it anymore and opened my mouth again, but it was a little late.
Before I knew it, Yozora had put her foot between my crotch and was pressing down on my crotch with the tip.
Hold. Hold.
… Kuuk… ?
Hold.
He did that about six or seven times,
After being distant for a while,
He tilted his head as if it was strange and cooed again.
… Doesn’t it mean that it’s strange that a person of his age does this and still doesn’t get an erection at all?
I postponed the interpretation for a moment and checked the gazes of the people at the table next to me.
“… Tsk… !”
“Don’t do it.”
He responded by pinching Yozora’s toes.
It’s dangerous because there are so many eyes watching, so what are you doing?
“Anyway, I have no intention of going back.”
“…”
“Are you listening?”
“… Huh? … Huh.”
“Even if you give me money or if you keep doing strange things, it’s still the same, so I give up.”
“…”
Did you understand?
Yozora looks blankly at my face and nods.
In the end, unlike the other people around us who were making a fuss, we drank quietly.
Yozora’s face was red, probably because she was drunk.
Unlike before, she has become strangely quiet, sharing her occasional toasts with her,
Yozora, who had begun to stutter her words, mixed the soju she had bought with the draft beer.
Gulp, gulp.
