Chapter 435 – Episode 435: Date – Alexandra 3
It is unclear whether it should be called a village or a small town. The town of Redhead, where Alexandra was born and raised, was an ambiguously sized town that had enough amenities to be called a village, was too large and had a lot of people living there, and didn’t have enough downtown buildings to be called a city.
Of course, as it is a large town close to a small town, it is not a place where only red hair lives, but as Olga’s car enters the city and begins to turn onto a quiet road, all the heads on the street turn red. Should I say that it feels like I am entering a fall foliage road from a hiking trail?
When I lived in Seoul, I felt like it was the opposite of what would stand out if I saw someone with dyed hair among the black-haired Koreans on the street. Since the streets were all filled with red hair, the occasional sight of blonde or black hair felt incredibly strange.
“We’re almost there. Constellation, it looks a little shabby, doesn’t it?”
“It sounds like an old country town, but it’s a very well-maintained town.”
As I got used to the many red heads, what caught my eye was the scenery of the village.
When I listen to Alexandra or Olga talk, it reminds me of a village in front of the Nonsan military base, but it’s not that bad. The scenery reminds me of a city residential area, only without the high-rise buildings. As she continues to look outside, Alexandra quietly takes her hand.
I wonder if she also feels something strange about bringing me to her hometown.
“…”
“Why do I feel strange?”
“Rather than strange, I would say it’s complicated, right? I always thought about becoming Hwahwa and becoming successful, but I never thought I would succeed this much.”
“Now that you’ve succeeded and brought her lover to see her family, all kinds of thoughts come to mind?”
“Lover… That’s right, I never dared imagine that I would be with the Constellation like this.”
It looks like he was thinking about his situation while traveling in the car. What can I say about her contract, it can be said to be more dramatic than her contract with her other incarnations, so she couldn’t help but feel strange.
In the case of Han Ye-ji, Lee Ha-rin, and Kim Ha-eun, I proposed a contract as if they were winning the lottery during their daily lives, such as working part-time at a convenience store or exercising. However, since I met Alexandra relatively late in life, she met my avatar who had descended, walked around with me, and fell in love with me.
As I remained silent for a moment, feeling the warmth of her hand, the car stopped gently in front of a house.
“Hey, we’ve arrived! Hey, what are you doing? Without escorting the Constellation.”
Alexandra bursts out laughing at the sight of Olga talking as if possessed by a really chatty taxi driver. She smiled and got down on the other side of me, and before I could open the door, she came towards me and opened the door for me.
What you see in front of you is a typical Western-style mansion. You can see a two-story, pointed roof house made of light wood that gives a warm feeling, a spacious garage, and a well-manicured garden. It’s far from luxurious, but it’s clean and comfortable enough.
As I was looking around the house for a while, someone burst out laughing upon seeing Alexandra’s polite escort.
“Puh, puhaha! What are you doing in front of that car?”
“… You’re really falling behind.”
This is the younger brother of Alexandra, who I saw during my last trip to the North Continent, and who grew into a career while giving dating advice. As she is her model, the tall, lanky red-haired handsome man feels my gaze and bows his head.
Having lived through an apocalyptic world, I am not the type of person who easily becomes friendly with strangers, especially strong men. However, if you show Alexandra’s cute face in trouble and her cute siblings fighting, you can probably think of them as allies.
“Hello, Constellation. You are having a hard time because of our ugly older sister.”
“No, because Sasha is always nice to me.”
“Oh, Sasha… Is it?”
When the two siblings call Alexandra by her nickname with the intention of helping her, her expression changes strangely. Even though she didn’t like them, they were very similar in their subtle frowning eyebrows and twitching noses, as if they were siblings. If you put them side by side, they are both handsome and beautiful, but rather than looking like a well-matched couple, people will first ask if they are siblings.
As I watch the two siblings fighting for a long time in front of the house, I hear the man’s loud voice coming from the open window of the house.
“Hey! Sasha! If you brought the Constellation, you should come in quickly. What are you doing outside?!”
“Ah, Mom! He’s blocking the road and being fussy! … Ah.”
She gets angry at her untimely nagging, but becomes stiff when her eyes meet mine.
I guess they thought I made a mistake because I only showed my adult and feminine side in front of me. Well, it doesn’t matter to me because I’m cute like that.
As she entered the house, what she saw in front of her was a huge dining table. The size is so impressive that it seems majestic, whether it was prepared for today, or whether it was originally a meal gathered at Alexandra’s house. Even if you live comfortably in a private house, there is still a table that can seat almost 20 people.
“Did you take the turkey out of the oven?”
“Pot! Doesn’t it smell like the pot is burning?!”
“Hey, you said you were bringing wine out of the cellar? There aren’t any bottles, right?”
“Wow, Sasha! You’ve succeeded!”
“The little boy with a runny nose is coming back with his lover, uh… Lover.”
“What word do you mean, lover? You can just call me constellation.”
From the kitchen, the growling voices of men can be heard constantly, and at the table, the chatter of the ladies surrounding me and Alexandra continues. Wouldn’t it be more like a chatty strategic weapon of the ladies who are united in their determination to pick Alexandra regardless of whether I, the constellation, is by their side?
Sometimes the voices of angry men in the kitchen fly to the table like stray bullets, but the slyly smiling ladies listen to their husbands’ nagging with one ear and ignore it with the other.
What should I say about a meal prepared like that? It seems closer to a banquet. Starting with whole roasted piglet and turkey, as well as large whole ribs and barbecue, it looks like it’s all prepared to the point where your upper legs will break. Vegetables are almost like a decoration underneath the meat dish, and the table is just filled with meat and alcohol.
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Get drunk, get drunk on the atmosphere.
People who are respected as a constellation but do not feel distant from it. Since I came as the lover of Alexandra, who was like my own daughter, I liked her unhesitating attitude, perhaps because she intended to treat her that way. While laughing, talking, and being drunk, I told them every detail about Alexandra’s dark history.
Perhaps because they were people who not only lived next door, but also gathered together for meals and moved as a group whenever something happened, they knew everything related to Alexandra almost at the same level as their parents. Well, it got to this point, so the villagers gathered together and formed a vigilante group to catch criminals.
“Ugh, all of that…”
The result was Alexandra lying face down on her bed, wiggling her plump butt and struggling on her feet.
Like a group mark in soccer or basketball, the man who offered Alexandra a drink and the man next to me who told me about dark history interlocked like elaborate gears and spewed out everything. When she was in middle school, when she first learned martial arts and dreamed of becoming Hwashin, she wrapped finger tape, which was supposed to be wrapped only around her fingers, over her wrists and up to her forearms –
“Are you that embarrassed?”
“Yes! Joem, I want you to forget!”
If I was intoxicated by that, Alexandra would probably drown in her shame.
When I tried to argue with her, she seemed to be very drunk even though she was Hwashin because the glass of alcohol was being pushed to her mouth. No, the fact that Hwa-shin was so drunk in the first place must mean that the family and the village people came together and prepared alcohol for Hwa-shin.
Still, when I see Alexandra’s back struggling in her shame, I also feel her secretly sinister feelings rising again. Since she came to her bedroom after drinking a lot, she was wearing comfortable pants, and the sight of her voluptuous buttocks starting to tempt me.
Of course, Alexandra, who was so drunk that she buried her head in her bed like an ostrich hiding only its head, did not notice my sinister gaze.
“Why, why did you bring pictures of a story that was more than 10 years old…”
“I think I’m cute?”
“It’s a problem because, as a woman, you don’t want to look cute, right?!”
Alexandra, flopping around like a live fish, appropriately accepts her screams and cries and approaches her bed. Perhaps the word Kobakjuk was created after seeing this beautiful sight. Without realizing it, I approached her and placed my palm on her elastic figure, which was shaking vigorously every time her legs moved up and down as if she was splashing in the water.
A little, strongly.
Snap—!
