Chapter 33 – Unhealthy Esthetic_I Think This Suspicious Place Is Right?
Unhealthy esthetic _ I think this suspicious place is right, right?
Either way, the clock hands move forward.
No matter what you do, time flies in the end no matter what you do or don’t do. Is supposed to flow
The time of tedious waiting, but even so, time flows fairly.
Eventually, the promised time arrived.
It’s half past five in the afternoon, and it’s time to leave.
Wear neat, tidy clothes that are slightly different from the slightly revealing clothes you usually start wearing.
Ankle-length black jeans, a gray long-sleeved T-shirt, and a beige half-coat over it. It’s just a normal outfit with no special features.
Definitely different from the raunchy outfits she’s been wearing often lately, just plain casual.
Unlike his usual exposure play, it must have been the hesitation that came from the thought that he might be found out.
Even so, I thought it was embarrassing to feel ashamed, so I thought it would be difficult to go out dressed like a slut like that when I went to someone who knew or might know about me from now on.
Of course, I am aware that I have done a lot of embarrassing things, such as posting pictures of myself exposed online or uploading my genitals, but it still feels different from doing it in person.
When we face each other, I think there is resistance to facing with that usual exposure-oriented appearance.
I thought I had already been caught wearing a lightly transparent outfit or a piece of cloth that was difficult to call a skirt, but I couldn’t do it because it seemed to expose my lewd nature too openly.
It was the reason why I wore neat clothes different from usual.
Same with the underwear. The choice not to wear is out of the question, leaving aside the lewd lingerie and bright red silk lace-like clothes that were surreptitiously seen through, I chose plain white underwear with no special features.
He had already exposed his true nature on the Internet, and now he pretended not to know, acted calmly, and clumsily showed his flippers. It looked very funny.
A clumsy, very obvious trick.
I know it myself, but emotions are not something I can handle at will.
Clumsy shyness, superficial behavior that doesn’t even make an excuse when you think about it yourself.
That I know best.
He goes out of the house wearing ordinary clothes, not the revealing clothes that he has worn well recently.
Perhaps because it was the weekend, the normally crowded bus during rush hour was relatively quiet.
Even so, there were quite a lot of people, but it was still pleasant compared to the weekend.
Maybe it’s because she’s not wearing her usual revealing outfit, but I can’t really feel the gaze of desire that I often feel when I go to places with a lot of people. Actually, I guess this situation is common.
It’s a pity why there isn’t that squishy gaze.
It seems that he was quite happy to have that gaze approaching him.
Recently, there are many days when I go out wearing lewd clothes, so I feel awkward wearing simple clothes.
It seems that the various exposures and lewd acts that have been performed have become quite poisonous.
Little by little, little by little, but I confirm myself that I was steadily enjoying the exposure.
If you think about yourself, who had a hard time even posting underwear photos on the Internet not long ago, it’s a really amazing development.
No, should I say that I have regressed?
I just admire myself as I see myself getting more and more helpless.
Eventually, we arrived at our destination, and nothing happened on the bus, and we arrived at our destination without any problems.
Feeling a little sad
Well, if you think about it with common sense, it must be a strange thing for something to happen on the bus.
With a buzzer sound, get off the bus.
The place I got off was a quiet neighborhood, a quiet place where I didn’t feel the smell of people.
Even at the peak of the time when people were walking around, there were not many people coming and going.
It was a quiet neighborhood.
It must have been a fairly remote neighborhood, and the buildings that were rarely seen were very dreary.
In a neighborhood far from downtown, only the flickering streetlights were illuminating the road.
Even there are not that many of them, so a gloomy atmosphere pervades the neighborhood.
Get off at the stop and check your destination. ‘Arirang-ro 8-19’
It’s about 10 minutes to walk as it is, and you can see an isolated road with few people. The destination marked on the navigation is Ian.
Among the old-looking buildings, you can see unusually neat license plates as if they were newly attached. The text written below is ‘Arirang-ro 8-7’, and it seems that it is almost there.
Enter the street and look around.
All that was visible was the old exterior buildings, and the appearances of buildings that seemed to have been forgotten over time seemed to emphasize the gloomy atmosphere of this place.
It is full of buildings that are neglected without even being properly maintained, with outer walls that are so worn out that even gold is exposed here and there.
Even the light from the street lamps is sparse, making the landscape of the road even darker.
I thought it was like a deserted, dull gray city.
Not really, not a place I want to go to.
No matter how you look at it, it is a space that is reluctant to enter, and stimulates psychological anxiety to those who enter.
Even though it’s in the evening when it’s not that dark yet, this road seems to be an exception, and it makes you feel the gloomy atmosphere.
‘Arirang-ro 8-9’ … ‘Arirang-ro 8-11’… ‘Arirang-ro 8-14’…
Between the heathered buildings, I go looking for the license plate. An atmosphere suitable for doing something gloomy, reluctant, and truly secretive. I feel a little shrunk and step forward cautiously.
‘Arirang-ro 8-16’… ‘Arirang-ro 8-18’…
‘Arirang-ro 8-19’!
We arrived at the destination written on the order of ‘Arirang-ro 8-19’. On this street corner where a small 5-story building, old and worn-out buildings reside, there was a building that looked quite sophisticated.
There was a rather strange landscape, a building with a neat appearance that did not match the surroundings in the slightest.
The clean exterior walls without any cracks and no visible stains showed that this building was well maintained.
Rather, it creates a more suspicious appearance.
It’s like going back in time alone.
A neat building located alone on a cool, deserted street corner feels uncomfortable than a modest ruin.
The excessive differentiation from the old, worn-out and neglected surrounding buildings is clear.
What is written on the license plate of the building is clearly ‘Arirang-ro 8-19’, unless the order is written incorrectly, this building must be.
Even so, I hesitate because there is no business name written on this building.
Apparently, the order said ‘Healthy Esthetic LOVE Tek’, but when I arrived, there was no name written on the building.
A building without a signboard, a building that is placed without any trade name makes you hesitate to enter.
In line with the desolate surroundings, it makes it difficult to enter.
I walked around looking at the number plate of the building and the address written on the order.
It seems like it’s right, but it also feels like it’s not. Then you can go in, but when you ask to go in, the incongruous building makes you hesitate to set foot.
After hesitating so many times, while I was unable to do this or that in front of the building, I heard a voice from behind.
“Hi, are you lost?”
“!!”
A clear, carefree tone that doesn’t match the gray surroundings.
I was startled by the sudden sound of a voice in an unexpected situation.
Inadvertently step back
When I turned around, there was a tall, beautiful-looking woman.
First of all, he was taller than me. When I looked at her, she looked about a hand taller than me.
Even in the dark surroundings, a beautiful appearance that was clearly revealed, in the vulgar language, seemed to shine.
Distinct features, well-formed face, rather than sharp, round lines and arcuate eyes make the viewer feel at ease.
A soft feeling of beauty,
It made me feel refreshed just by looking at it.
A white cropped T-shirt and navy blue jeans are a common outfit, but it felt different because the person wearing it was different.
The long, straight legs were neatly exposed and looked perfect with jeans.
The narrow belly visible under the crop tee and the slender waist form a curve, like a statue.
Contrary to the roomy face, it had a very slender body.
I thought ‘Ha-eun’ was quite pretty in terms of her appearance, but she was a very beautiful person.
Even as a man, I had never seen anyone so pretty and with such a great body.
A woman like rice cake in the picture, such a first impression.
“Hello—-, I told you because I thought you were clearing the way, but could it be rude—-?”
I thought that he was a person whose relaxed voice that stretched about half a beat and soft tone matched his face very well.
“Ah, I’m looking for this place, but it’s my first time in this neighborhood, so I’m not sure where it is. Do you know where this place is?”
As if possessed by her, he shows her her smartphone with her destination written on it.
‘Love tek, 8-19 Arirang-ro, Seongbuk-gu, New Seoul Metropolitan City’
I wanted to show it and miss it for a moment. A store with a rather dubious name. It would be fortunate if you did not know, but it would be a bit embarrassing if you did.
What would that woman, who had never met before, think of me after seeing this…
“Ah!”
I looked at the address that was put out, and the beautiful woman in front of me clapped her hands! And she grabbed my hand and dragged me.
“Yogi is Love Tek. Whoops: It looks like this is your first time. There is no signboard, so everyone can’t enter. This way-“
Putting my worries to shame, as if she knew this store very well, she led me towards the building without a sign.
A pretty lady who seems far away from a place like this knows a store like this.
He spoke as if he had been to this place many times, and he did not seem to be a guest who had visited at least once or twice.
A lady with such a bright atmosphere, who seems quite far from such a place… ,
What comes to mind is a stern imagination, certainly rude
What I imagined was a woman in front of me with a disheveled posture. I just imagined it, but I involuntarily flinch at the gap between her expression and her actions.
Think of that relaxed and lithe tone being turned upside down 180 degrees in a dark place and struggling wildly in a lump of filthy desire.
Twisted upside down by a man, his slender limbs flattened beneath the strong male body, groaning and screaming, unable to resist, just following the male lust, like a toy, those clear eyes blurred. Worn and worn out, such a sight that screams…
A lewd, profane, alluring sight…
I have a rude impression that I don’t think it will suit me unexpectedly.
Somehow, being led by a woman with a calm demeanor, I entered a building without a signboard, which I thought was probably a healthy aesthetic salon, LOVE Tek.
Worried that my insidious delusions, which I inadvertently recalled, might not be discovered,
Guided by the hand and followed.
The fresh scent of the spring maiden’s apple-like fragrance wafts past me.
He was a very beautiful person.
I wanted to see that beauty, immersed in shame and disheveled…
