Chapter 22 – Mesgaki and Rest
Strange… Why am I here?
Until just now, I was scratching my neck in the bathroom.
When I came back to my senses, I was sitting still in the living room with a blanket wrapped around my body.
Growl…
Uh, I’m hungry.
It was strange that I wasn’t hungry after crying and screaming in the morning.
Yes, even if you stay depressed, nothing will change. So let’s eat something and think about it.
I was very hungry, so I looked for something to eat at home.
[Food level -1]
[Failed dalgona that was left over from yesterday.]
[Food level 3]
[The milk that makes you grow taller if you eat it.]
Um… I don’t think so?
Milk is fine, but not enough for breakfast.
The rumbling stomach is not enough to fill its hungry stomach with drinks…
‘I made a lot of money yesterday, so should I eat some soup?’
Rice soup.
It was one of the most nutritious and most nutritious diets in the world, both here and elsewhere.
It was a perfect meal with warm soup, white rice, and side dishes that were not enough no matter how much I ate.
It wasn’t the food that the caustic bugs ate a lot for nothing.
What about hot soup at this price? How much is the side dish?
My mouth is watering already…
“Come on, let’s get dressed quickly and go.”
Blue jeans and a white tee.
It was the most comfortable and decent fashion out of the few clothes I had.
It’s disgusting to see women staring at you, but it’s much better than wearing weird clothes or high-necked tees.
Maybe it’s because I lived in poverty, so I didn’t have many good clothes.
No, even the ones that looked fine were bought at a low price in the market, so with just a little effort, they stretched out easily and could never be worn again.
Really, when I earn more money later, I should buy clothes first.
I dressed appropriately and walked out the front door.
Ugh, it’s quite hot today~ It’s so hot that the sunlight will turn my skin black.
The hot sunlight blinded me for a moment, so I covered my eyes with my hands while narrowing my eyes.
No, even covering it with your hands is not enough. How could a man cover the sun with one hand?
You don’t have to touch something hot to know.
“Hmm? Jaejoon!”
“Ah, sir…”
Today’s Choi Jae-hee was smoking an e-cigarette in her mouth, which was not a regular cigarette, perhaps with a different concept from last time.
E-cigarettes… They say that’s worse for you than cigarettes?
Even the smell was different from regular cigarettes, and it had a fruity scent mixed in, so it smelled strange.
I’d rather avoid it if it smells disgusting, but the smell isn’t that bad, so I don’t know how to avoid it, and it’s really ambiguous to just go?
“Whoa~ Where are you going?”
“Bob, let’s go eat.”
“Um, do you want to go to dinner together?”
Follow this girl today Why is she clinging to hit like this?
He walks slowly towards me, holding an e-cigarette in his other hand.
Oh god, I don’t like the smell of cigarettes.
Since I was young, I grew up watching my dad smoke a cigarette wherever he went, and as he grew older, bad feelings about cigarettes only built up.
There was always a smell of cigarettes, and even when I smoked and got into the car, I hated that distinctive dick-like smell in an enclosed space.
“Go away.”
“Ah~ We used to stick together a lot in the old days~.”
“It smells like cigarettes, so go away.”
“Huh?”
He covered his nose with his left hand and fanned it around his nose with his right hand. I really hate people who smoke.
Choi Jae-hee must have been shocked by something, and her right hand, which was holding her cigarette, came down to her chin, and she made a puzzled expression.
It’s a real face, but…
“Don’t you like the smell of cigarettes?”
“I fucking hate it, it’s so disgusting I think I’m going to throw up.”
“Really? So what I’ve endured until now is…”
“It just sucks, so stay away and say it. It smells like cigarettes from your mouth, so I don’t think I can stay near you.”
Pushing Choi Jae-hee away with her right hand, I also hit her back.
“Jae-jae?”
“You smell like cigarettes… Woo-wook.”
I didn’t like the smell of cigarettes, so I turned around and walked back to eat breakfast.
I didn’t have anything to say to Jae-hee anyway, and she wasn’t on good terms, so it’s much more comfortable to just run away.
I, Jaejun Shin (age 23/no girlfriend), hate the smell of cigarettes.
“Jaejun!”
As I walked away trying to ignore it as much as possible, I raised her right hand.
On the right hand, only the middle finger is lifted.
It’s so beautiful, it’s a professional curse that doesn’t need words.
It is an all-powerful finger that connects everywhere on earth.
‘Asshole bastard…’
Next time we meet, I’ll just ignore it completely. Rather, because I answer, they stick more closely.
They say that there is no violence as painful as indifference to a person who wants attention, but it was a word that suited me right now.
‘Gukbap… Soup! Delicious soup~ Happy soup~.’
The other day, I went to the bean sprout soup restaurant that Jae-yeon noona told me about.
Unlike pork gukbap, the cleanness of bean sprout gukbap and the unique feeling of warming the body made me feel much better.
Come to think of it, is this the most expensive food I have recently bought with my own money?
Maybe it’s because I always eat at convenience stores or soup kitchens to save money, so the soup I ate today tastes much better.
Is this Mister… Or is this the happiness of ajummas in this world?
To think they were all alone with such delicious food… Now that they’re full, what should they do?
In the first place, after I came to this world, I hadn’t really done anything as a hobby.
No, I didn’t have money in the first place, but even if it was a hobby, the only thing I could do was go to internet cafes or play games while drinking cola at home.
‘Should I continue to live like this…?’
-Bang!
“Oh, shit!”
“Pufuh~ Stupid bitch, step aside, this sister will clearly show you what a punch is.”
I heard the sound of something breaking and looked around to see two women in school uniforms showing off their strength while chatting in front of the punch machine.
‘A punch machine? Why is this here…’
I wondered why the arcade equipment was suddenly appearing, so I raised my head to see what kind of store it was.
[Turbo Arcade]
It’s an arcade right?
‘It’s an arcade… I used to hang out with friends over dinner.’
At that time, I hadn’t made a lot of money with stocks or coins yet, so it was a time when friends were shaking all the hell out of each other trying to get each other.
All of my friends also like games, so each of them had a different game they were good at, so they made a fuss to compete with each other in their main event.
Some of them played rhythm games, and the last one played fighting games.
‘Come to think of it, my arms would go numb for about two weeks if I did a one-punch with that bastard…’
I suddenly wanted to go to the arcade when I thought of my past friends after a long time.
Well, since I have money, shall we go?
“Oh… Is it cleaner inside than I thought?”
The arcade I had been to for a long time was familiar, but somehow it was quite uncomfortable to walk around freely because it was crowded with people.
Uh? I just bumped into someone else’s shoulder in the blink of an eye.
Ugh… I’m short, so if I bump into the wrong one, I’ll be blown away…
Small size doesn’t help everywhere.
Rather, it only makes it more difficult.
If you’re going to do this, wouldn’t it be better to exercise and build muscle?
“Hey, look over there.”
“Wow… Fuck.”
Two women shouted something to each other and pointed at someone to look somewhere.
The gaze, which moved from the woman’s face to the arms and fingertips, followed the same way and confirmed what was there.
At that place…
-Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-dak!
“Well, your skills are just at the entrance exam level.”
“Oi oi, that guy looks kind of talented, doesn’t he?”
“Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!”
Among the ten virtues, women who seemed to be at the top were gathered together, wearing gloves on both hands, playing a rhythm game that looked like a washing machine.
I want to see what I can see, but those people raise their glasses to see if they can see everything, and laugh and evaluate others.
How are you? Is that a rhythm game?
Even most of those women are skinny or heavy-looking, so it feels scary to get close to them.
“Hey, is that 64 pieces of Bagua?”
“Looks like an assassin practicing his assassination skills?”
Let’s just ignore it.
In fact, back in the day, when my friend was playing a weird, shitty rhythm game, I was so ashamed that I was a friend, so I hid from afar and watched.
Thanks to that, I was able to keep my wallet safe even after seeing the three members of the school stealing money from my friend.
Of course, we bought a cup of tteokbokki each for the friend who took all the money.
I miss you… Jangwoo, Shinwoo.
How are you guys living now? This older brother is suddenly kidnapped to another world and is banging his dick.
How are you guys doing too?
This question will never be heard by my friends, but I wanted to soothe my loneliness in this way.
But should I try the rhythm game too?
It looks like fun.
