Chapter 11 – It’s Too Much
“Would you like to work together at our café?”
Author Hyeji’s speaking style was very refreshing. From the moment I first met her, I felt that she had a bright, charming tone that made people feel very good. She has the kind of refreshing and cute voice that cheerful girl characters in novels always have.
But unfortunately, I am not in a position to accept her favor.
“I’m sorry, but I don’t have a laptop.”
“Huh?!”
Did you expect it to happen of course? But my work tool is the desktop I brought home from the beginning.
She seemed a little embarrassed, swallowed her breath, and spoke again with difficulty. The sight of sweat pouring down is pleasing to the eye.
“Ah! Well, um, well, I see… Then, oh, that won’t work. Yes.”
But.
“Are you okay. You can use it on your phone.”
“And! Really?!”
The most beautiful girl in Gangwon-do contacted me to meet her first, so of course I had to go. I have to make time when I don’t have any.
“Then what time shall we meet?”
“It’s eleven o’clock, so how about having lunch and around two o’clock?”
“Great. I will go there.”
“Yes!”
The call ended with her lively answer.
‘… I was contacted first.’
It was a moment when I felt proud for some reason.
After taking a minute to fully enjoy this touching situation, I started getting ready to go out.
These are truly dream-like events.
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The café where I decided to meet the author was Starbucks located in front of Exit 2 of Hongik University Station. He could have waited inside, but the author came out in front of Exit 2 and waited for me, tiptoeing around, wondering when I would come up the stairs.
“Ah! Author Simikun!”
When I shout out the name, which is similar to the name of a legendary pornographic actor that everyone in the know knows, several people look around. Isn’t it time to memorize some names?
When she humbly raises her hand and responds to her, as expected, one or two people passing by giggle.
After all, it is a street of youth. They seem like such shady people. Hmm.
“Please, please call me Lee Se-gwang now.”
“Sorry. Author Sekwang. But I can’t remember the name…”
“It can’t be helped. I will adapt.”
Honestly, such a pretty girl calls me. How about Lee Se-kwang or Simi-kun?
But then she paused a little and made an unexpected suggestion.
“That’s what I’m saying.”
“Yes.”
“Can’t I just call you oppa?”
Brother.
Brother…
“Did you say no last time?”
“No, that time…”
At that moment, I couldn’t think of an excuse to make, so I just calmly reported it.
“At the time, she thought it would be a terrible feeling to mess with her innocent little sister, so she declined. “There is no man who doesn’t like being called ‘oppa.'”
“Why are you doing this now, not with your hands but with your mouth?”
My heart ached at the heavy facts delivered in a gentle voice. When I was confused about what expression to make, she smiled playfully and tapped my arm.
“Just joke. “Then can I call you oppa?”
“Of course.”
Thank you.
But that aside…
“Me, writer Hyeji.”
“Yes?”
“Today… “The makeup is quite impressive.”
Actually, I wanted to talk about this as soon as I first saw it.
Not only did I apply a lot of cosmetics in colors that didn’t match my face tone, but I also ended up with overly applied eyeliner and bright red lipstick.
She appeared with super-much makeup that reminded her of a Peking opera actor beyond her panda look.
“This is strange… ?”
She asks that with a timid face and sullen eyes.
To be honest, it’s strange. It was so strange that I wanted to remind myself of it once a minute, and if possible, I wanted to recommend removing my makeup right away. In fact, I thought a lot about whether I should just remove my makeup.
Based on the inference that she was probably not an extroverted person enough to plan an event like this to make her laugh, she pondered how she ended up showing like this and came to two conclusions.
One is that she doesn’t know how pretty she is.
Second, while preparing to meet me, she dressed up as much as she could because she ‘wanted to look pretty.’
The same goes for clothes. After going through the trouble of wearing thin clothes last time, I came back again wearing a black floral print dress and a pink coat. Moreover, strangely, the color combination of the two does not match.
… It almost made me question whether someone with such a terrible sense of fashion could draw illustrations so well.
But anyway.
There is no end to it.
Now didn’t seem like the right time.
“You are pretty. “Just like always.”
Because I wanted to be pretty, I put in my best effort.
Making people feel that reward is not that difficult or expensive.
“Really?!”
No.
… I wanted to say that, but I held back and nodded.
“But next time, dress warmly. “You’re pretty today, but honestly, you were prettier last time you were sick.”
At those words, writer Hyeji opened her eyes wide like a rabbit and looked at me.
‘Was this a remark that crossed the line of business?’
The wind took her breath away for a moment, but she soon smiled and wiggled her fingers under her arms.
“… Then I’ll have to hurt again. Hehe.”
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“Brother, let’s go quickly. It’s cold.”
“Is it so. “I will buy it today.”
“It’s the same as what you bought for me last time!”
“It is my heart.”
“If you express interest like that…”
“No, I just do what I want.”
She muttered in an embarrassed voice, and her face blushed in surprise at that comment.
“Why, why do you keep talking so confusingly!”
“Sorry. From now on, I will say that I decided to do whatever I wanted.”
“No, no matter how much you touch and suck her breasts, if you say that it’s so blatant…”
“What on earth are you saying?”
Why do you only hear what you want to hear? And I hope you don’t have such intimate conversations in the middle of Exit 2 of Hongik University entrance.
I think I need to get out of here quickly to avoid getting into more trouble.
“Let’s go for now. “I’ll talk about the details later.”
To that she said, “Yes!” And then he hurriedly snuggled next to me.
It really feels like a dream to have such a pretty girl running to keep up with me.
Still, I hope I come without makeup next time.
Should I have told you that you’re pretty enough without makeup?
