Chapter 91 – 19. How to Talk to Men (2)
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There’s nothing special to do during this busy time.
Should I sign up for a gym so I can stop by occasionally?
“Write…”
Sunday day.
While drying my hair with a hair dryer, I looked at my phone and sighed lightly.
The reason is because of this puppy emoticon.
I tried to call Lee Ha-yoon separately, but a dog emoticon was sent along with a message saying I was sorry and that I had plans with friends today.
… It’s a shame.
I bought you something to eat and tried to casually ask you how it was to walk around with Jiyoon yesterday.
If I were to ask this just through a text message, I would be able to see my true feelings clearly…
I can’t help it.
Because not everything in the world goes the way I want.
Let’s set the timing separately next time.
“So is Lee Ji-yoon alone at home now?”
Lee Ha-yoon is outside playing with her friends, so conversely, Lee Ji-yoon must be playing games alone inside the house.
How will we do it…
I think it would be fun for me to come by and surprise you for a moment.
I think it would be fun to keep teasing them like this and eventually get them to tell the story first.
I think both would be delicious. Umm.
I was in the middle of drying the roots that were still wet and continuing my thoughts.
The cell phone I had just put down on the table vibrated lightly.
“… ?”
As soon as I turned my head slightly, what I saw was a familiar name.
Crazy bitch.
[Crazy bitch]
─Hey, I got a call from Hansoo Ah. What should I do with this?
Also, a crazy bitch who seems to have drunk a little too much.
“…”
It was a sight I had seen many times over the past 10 years, so I wasn’t particularly impressed.
At least 8 bottles yesterday. No, I must have drank about 10 bottles… , I can only guess like that.
By the way, I heard that I received a call from Han Su-ah. Why are you reporting it to me one by one?
Was I so drunk that I even forgot the concept I had decided on?
Or is it because you remember the last time I told you to bring Han Su-ah to the bookstore?
… Well, no matter which of the two it is, I must have contacted you because it has something to do with me.
After assessing Yozora’s condition, I roughly finished drying her hair and picked up my phone.
[Seo Woo Jin]
─What kind of contact.
[Crazy bitch]
─He said he was a cartoonist, so I wrote, “Tell me about the cartoon I studied.”
What on earth are you going to do?
Earlier, he said he had contacted Han Su-ah and said something, but this time it was a random cartoon story.
As I read Yozora’s drunken chatter, the familiar disgust that has been building up for 10 years creeps out from deep inside my body.
As an adult, I will endure it. Be patient.
[Seo Woo Jin]
─Let alone what comics you studied.
─Finish what you first said properly.
─You ask why you contacted me.
[Crazy bitch]
─ㅇㅏ
─Well, no.
─I was slowly preparing to present her to you.
─Oh, let’s sleep. This is Bimi.
─I will erase it. Wait.
… Asshole.
I muttered softly and took a gulp of bottled water.
Aren’t you going to wake up later and look back on your memories step by step and then come running to me?
Oh, it looks like I drank more than usual this time, so the film may be cut off for the first time in a while…
“…”
Just a little while longer.
A gift?
Without any time to accurately interpret its meaning, Yozora’s chat followed.
[Crazy bitch]
─Anyway!!
─I accidentally, really accidentally, wrote a story about a dirty cartoon with him!
─So Su-ah also became interested in dirty things.
─That’s why I exist.
─You asked me to come to your house? (*≧∀≦)ﾉ
─They say it will arrive in a little while. Wow.
“…”
… Crazy bitch.
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Even though Han Su-ah has never asked Gan to detox from alcohol before,
I knew this one thing for sure.
The scent of alcohol wafts from the text, which must have been written by hand.
[Yozora]
─The cartoon I recommended? Have you seen it all?
─On the other hand, I don’t know the amount, but if you put it all together, it would be quite a lot. I didn’t expect to see it all in one weekend.
─Ugh. My fingers hurt. I’d rather call…
─No. Do you want to come to my house? I’ll give you the address.
I think it would look like this if we trimmed the mess of sentences Yozora sent.
Han Su-ah, who lifted the scarf around her neck up to her lips, looked at her cell phone and sighed.
Visiting a friend’s house is good in itself.
Rather than being casual friends who just say hello when we meet, the more memories we have, the more helpful it will be to the Hanseol Group.
Even if it’s annoying, it’s for the good of the group to take some time and leave everyone with the impression that you’re a ‘good friend’.
This is my impression as Han Su-ah, the signboard of Hansul Group.
The reason I sighed was because human Han Su-ah’s impressions were a little different from those.
No, listen?
While we were talking about dirty cartoons, why would we just come home and continue talking?
Is this really something that can happen in reality?
It’s not cartoon speed, really?
Does this make sense?
Of course, I was worried that Yozora was like that because of how much she drank,
And since the person who called him was Yozo, who is popular throughout the world, it seems like the insiders don’t really care about that, which is one of the reasons why he left home without saying anything…
“Gun…”
I don’t know even if I know it. The path of insiders.
If I want to make a lot of friends, maybe I should try to have that kind of mindset…
Han Su-ah nods his head heavily.
“Are we here?”
Han Su-ah, who had already arrived at the destination indicated by her map, compared the map and the surrounding geography once more, then pressed the bell.
Surprisingly, the building in front of Han Su-ah was an officetel that was much more luxurious than expected.
Of course, compared to the ‘moderately priced’ officetel purchased by Han Su-ah, it feels like it is a level lower.
What… Last time I heard, I heard that you came to Korea because of your parents’ work.
I’m not sure what you do, but it looks like you have a lot of money at home.
Do you work in trade or… Maybe that’s what it is.
“…”
It couldn’t be illegal… ?
… Hmm. It’s a boring joke.
Han Su-ah, who continued to speculate lightly, soon left herself in her elevator.
We arrived at the 7th floor.
And then I pressed the doorbell in front of room 702 that Yozora had told me about.
But there was no response.
“… ?”
I checked the chat again to see if I had found the wrong lake, but it was correct. Room 702.
Han Su-ah tilted her head and rang her bell again.
The same goes for the second one. There was no response.
No, the first floor entrance was clearly open, but why is there no response all of a sudden?
Maybe he was drunk and fell asleep…
Because she didn’t want to bump into other people, she was leaning against the wall and pulling up her scarf.
About 1 minute had passed. A beeping sound was heard as the lock was released.
“Suaya… “
“…”
The thing that stuck its head out from within was,
It was a zombie.
“You’re here… Khuang town…”
“Gwae, are you okay? There was nothing, so I stepped on something and fell…”
“Slippers…”
“…”
It smells like alcohol.
And a zombie that quite resembles Yozora.
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From the outside, I thought it was a very large officetel, but the inside was actually cramped than I thought.
No, I will withdraw it right away.
The house was as spacious as I thought, but it only seemed that way because of the clutter scattered throughout the house.
Garbage that looks like a delivery box is lying neatly on the street where people should pass.
That… That… Massager?
A Japanese massage machine that I once saw in a cartoon is rolling around on the floor.
That’s it.
Because of the liquor bottles piled up on the small table, the image conveys a feeling of stuffiness and stuffiness.
Ha… Should I praise him for putting it all together so neatly while drunk? .
Can’t something like that just be left on the floor?
“Huh… ?”
I was momentarily taken aback by seeing Yozora’s bare face for the first time.
Han Su-ah looked behind her slightly because of something touching her hair and back.
Perhaps because she was too drunk, Yozora was seen being cute with her cheek pressed against Han Su-ah’s back.
… This really smells like alcohol.
Still, for some reason there is no particular smell inside the house.
Do you only smell it when you drink it?
Han Su-ah, who learned another thing today, pushed Yozo Ra’s forehead with her elbow.
“Hey, Yozora.”
“Ugh… “
“Did you drink all this alone?”
“Ugh… “
I see.
I only half believed it and moved on.
How can a person drink all that by himself?
Even if it wasn’t alcohol, I wouldn’t be able to drink it like that.
Maybe he was drinking with the health teacher and sent him away midway…
And why do men and women drink so much…
Of course that. Yes.
Even if there are strange marks on the bed, I have to pretend not to notice.
Han Su-ah, who had roughly pictured the situation in her head as she did this, carefully removed the empty bottles that were in front of her.
The moment Yozora stumbled and touched that, it was obvious that she would become dizzy.
“I’ll put this bottle on the floor for now? On the floor in the corner over there.”
“Ugh… “
“The delivery box… Wait a minute. Ladies usually fold it like this.”
“Hmm…”
Such as the drowsy cat-like eyes that make it difficult to talk to.
If you don’t speak brightly on purpose, your voice becomes cold and hoarse.
On the outside, he was a bit far from being kind, but at the core, he was just an innocent, corner-of-the-room manga otaku.
Therefore, Han Soo-ah forgets the purpose of coming here and works hard to clean like a ‘mother who has witnessed the miserable state of her daughter’s home who is living alone.’
“And…”
A small massage device is lifted in her hand.
Was there alcohol on it? Somehow it’s a little sticky overall.
“Where do I put this? Massager.”
“Ah… Jjashima… That’s…”
Yozora, who was sitting on the sofa (she turned to her sofa with a sullen look after hearing that your presence wouldn’t help) turns to this direction.
Then Yozora extends her finger to her to her right her.
Yozora, who was lying down on the sofa as if she had lost all strength in that position, had an unidentifiable door at her fingertips.
“Over there?”
“Yeah… “
Is this the bedroom door?
I opened it carefully to see what it was, but it was just a bathroom.
“This is the bathroom?”
“Yeah… I have to wash that… “
“I have to wash it? Oh, it’s got alcohol on it.”
“Ugh… That’s not it…”
In that case, why don’t I just wash it and leave it in a sunny place?
Han Su-ah heads to the sink, checking where water should not enter the massager.
Her feet her, her stop.
“I used it when I masturbated yesterday… I need to wash it off before it starts to stink…”
“…”
If nothing else, it was because her brain stopped for a moment.
“… Now, masturbate…”
“Ugh… “
… Lie.
… I can’t believe I masturbated with this.
How on earth?
I can’t believe I added this end part…
No, no, it’s definitely not the thickness that can be inserted.
How does this get into a woman’s body?
Then how…
Han Su-ah was embarrassed by Yozora’s remarks and was looking closely at her massager.
Step by step, she came to the truth about why this massager was sticky.
“…”
… But that doesn’t mean she can just throw other people’s things.
Next to Han Su-ah, who just quietly placed the massager next to the sink.
The sound of hand washing range for a long time.
