I Hear Strange Noises in the Health Room. 308

Chapter 308 – 59. Interim Evaluation (4)

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“Are you watching something interesting?”

Did he just stand there blankly for a moment?

Right in front of me, who had randomly pulled a chair and sat down, the teacher with a curious expression asked a question.

Fortunately, I just looked at the other side and did not rudely look at other people’s smartphones.

Usually, when I was in the health room, there were a few students who would occasionally look at my smartphone.

Maybe it’s because being a health teacher is a job that requires a certain level of education. Age may also have had an effect.

If I had walked just two steps from there, I would have been treated as a pervert for looking at pictures of women’s breasts while working. I almost got into trouble.

I gently tilted the screen down and nodded, wearing my usual mask.

“It’s just a meme circulating on the internet. A friend sent it to me.”

“Aha. That’s popular these days. Ugh…”

The teacher smiled brightly and started chattering, probably because this was his hobby.

After letting her show off her knowledge for a minute or so, I picked up the smartphone again during a brief lull.

… Crazy bitch.

The sound of this is on the tip of my tongue, and the picture catches my eye once again.

Pulling the soft top with your mouth,

The underwear hook was removed to reveal the skin inside.

If I had asked him to take a picture and send it like this, it was obvious that he would have sent it with just one middle finger.

I stared at the photo, then glanced at the bed hidden behind the curtain.

Well, all I could see was a pair of disorganized shoes.

The Lee Ji-yoon I saw for the first time, and the Lee Ji-yoon I knew, was all the same as when we sparred a little while ago.

No matter how you look at her appearance on her smartphone, she looks exactly like her older sister.
Especially the playful side he sometimes shows like this, definitely.

After all, it can’t be helped since they are biological sisters.

As I was thinking back to how blunt I was when I worked part-time at a café, I tapped the keyboard of my smartphone while listening to the sharp sound of the sound coming from outside.

[Seo Woo Jin]

– The exam period is over. What.

[Lee Ji-yoon]

– It’s over.

[Seo Woo Jin]

– So what do you want to say?

– Let’s have sex here?

– While there are people next to you?

[Lee Ji-yoon]

– What are you doing here, are you crazy? And now? Do you know what kind of pervert I am?

The sentence I typed saying, “You’re a pervert, right?” Is erased.

Based on her experience of getting upset easily, if Jiyoon Lee teased her first and she hit back, she would definitely end up having a hard time.

In this case, it seems better to just keep it simple and make an appointment to meet at your house later.

After finishing my thoughts, I was tapping the keyboard while exhaling lightly.

[Lee Ji-yoon]

– Oh, come to think of it.

– Are you popular these days?

[Seo Woo Jin]

– Popular?

Because an unexpected story came out, the conversation went somewhere else.

[Lee Ji-yoon]

– The girls who sit in front of me in class. I was talking about you.

[Seo Woo Jin]

– In a good way? Or behind your back?

[Lee Ji-yoon]

– You ask this even though you know everything.

– What can I do?

– That’s ridiculous.

After writing that, Jiyoon Lee stamped her bed with her heel.
At the sound of tossing and turning, the teacher, and I’s gaze turned towards that direction for a moment, but then returned to its original state.

It’s ridiculous.

If that’s the case, wouldn’t that mean it’s roughly the good side?

As I was looking at Lee Ji-yoon’s chat, I looked back on my memories with her light smile.
Who are the girls sitting in front of her?

Has Lee Ji-yoon ever told you anything?

To recall such things.

But I couldn’t remember anything in particular.

Now that I think about it, there was no way I could remember.

In the first place, Jiyoon Lee is not the type of person to often talk about what happened in her academy.

[Seo Woo Jin]

– Still, I’m glad. I’m not talking behind your back.

[Lee Ji-yoon]

– What is fortunate?

– He smiled sinisterly when he said he was going to ask you to play with him today.

[Seo Woo Jin]

– Please?

When I asked him to play, I thought he might be a little more proactive than I thought, and he immediately said ‘ㅇㅇ’ and took the bottom spot.

And then a few words to follow.

[Lee Ji-yoon]

– Black-haired Japanese. Be careful, kid.

– Because they are approaching you in a shady way to try to do something.

– Got it?

It’s like trying to figure out who the black-haired Japanese person written there is.

… There are questions about why Yozora leaked such a story in front of Lee Ji-yoon.

How much did you notice, or was it just something you were suspicious of? A question like that.

Hide everything that you can’t tell Jiyoon Lee yet.

[Seo Woo Jin]

– Okay. I’ll just accept it in moderation.

I sent a message to a woman whose name wasn’t saved.

According to the saved name.

No, a little weaker than that.

A talk that started with – idiot.

308

The clean sound of the net clanking echoed across the basketball court.

Behind that sound, the students’ cheers mingled with the hot wind of early summer.

There were quite a few leisure facilities for students on the west side of the academy.

It is said that in addition to various sports facilities provided outdoors, there is also a swimming pool and shooting range indoors, so it is not a waste to say that it is quite good.

Among them, what I was watching while chewing ice cream was a basketball that caught my eye while passing by.

I didn’t choose the ball game because I liked it.

I just chose this place because I was passing by and there were about five or six students gathered here.

If you secretly meet someone behind their back, it would be a secret affair.

When you meet someone in front of them, it’s literally just a ‘meeting’, right?

If there were enough people, it could be soccer, badminton, or tennis. It wouldn’t have mattered what you were doing.

They encouraged me to play a game too, teacher. After telling them that I would just watch, I sat down in what looked like a bleacher and looked at my smartphone.

… I felt a little late, so I looked, but as expected, about 2 minutes had already passed since the time agreed upon with the other person.

2 minutes.

I wasn’t surprised because it was still a short period of time, and it had been happening for about 10 years.

Because she is a woman who is often late by 5 minutes, and sometimes by up to 30 minutes. This is a noble person.

I let out a small sigh and chewed the bright blue ice cream in my hand one more time.

Once again, the basketball hit the net and the student who scored the goal ran around the court with his clothes on his head, as if he was satisfied with himself.

As I was looking at that, I was thinking things like, “You look young.”

I was sitting in a bad posture, with my butt slightly out, looking at the students, when a shadow came over me, stepping on the grass.

Because the hot sunlight was blocked by something, my head naturally turned back, and my gaze looked upward.

There were a couple of buttons that were pulled tautly.

“Did you call me?”

“…”

There was a face full of a mischievous smile.

To be exact, flipped 180 degrees.

“What do you mean by ‘you called me?’ Why are you suddenly using such an inappropriate politeness?”

“Why? I made people feel bad on purpose, and they really wanted to throw me away, so I changed my method… You don’t like it?”

“… I don’t know if you’re playing that kind of game, but I usually don’t do it because it makes me angry.”

“Chicken meat? Why? Don’t men usually like things like this? When they watch pornographic videos, they want to be treated with respect by women regardless of time and place.”

“So you said play… No, that’s okay. Just do it like you normally do. Just be friends.”

“Huh? If I want to does it like usual, I have to only say bad things instead of being friends?”

“What is that…”

I was about to ask, “What kind of bullshit is that?”, But I shut my mouth before the words were out.

Only I have the memories of the past 10 years.

Therefore, the ‘normal’ I remember and Yozora’s ‘normal’ may have a slightly different connotation.

Even Yozora was sobbing at a strange point while watching a Japanese movie together.

After drinking a glass of alcohol, Yozora spit out some curly Korean and fell asleep comfortably on his back.

Yozora, who teased me with a prank and then cackled with joy at my reaction.

Because they are all just memories that remain only in my memory.

Now, the only memories I have left are of Yozora having sex with me while spitting swear words, pretending to hate me.

… It would be good to reduce these minor mistakes as much as possible.

As I swallowed and crunched on the ice cream that I had already almost finished eating, Yozora quietly placed her butt in the empty seat next to me.

Maybe they were a little closer on purpose, but the distance was closer than I thought.

Even though the seats are clearly kept at an appropriate distance between each other.

As if I was sitting awkwardly on purpose.

“… Just do whatever you want.”

“Then, shall I be generous and call you Woojin from today?”

“You talk like you don’t normally do that.”

“Well, usually… Oh, that’s right. It was Seo Woo Jin.”

“… Are you trying to play some kind of prank again?”

“Are you kidding me? It’s nothing?”

“It’s nothing. You know that I’ve never been more worried than you saying that, right?”

“Huh… I guess it’s because I haven’t heard anything terrifying yet?”

“I don’t want you to hear it for the rest of your life, so just shut up.”

“Should I close it… Or not…”

“…”

Part of me wanted to put tape on that mouth, but I controlled myself with the mindset that I, as an adult, had to endure it.

Because I knew in my bones that reacting to every single one of those damn things would only hurt me.

When I closed my mouth first, Yozora immediately caught the mood and smiled brightly, licking her lips.

“Anyway, why did you call me? Today’s schedule is probably over. I was planning to go home and read a dirty book and relax.”

“… Lee Ji-yoon, did you deliberately lie to me even though you knew everything?”

“Oh, what? About that?”

“…”

“Of course. She’s not hurt, but she keeps going to the health room. It’s very suspicious, isn’t it?”

“… Haa…”

When asked directly, Yozora giggles and answers as if she knew what question was going to be asked from the beginning.

She had no intention of hiding it anyway, but the reason she was caught was so flimsy that she let out a small sigh.

When I think about it again, the fact that Lee Ji-yoon stopped by the health room was itself suspicious.

Wasn’t the dark-haired boy who stopped by the health room with her earlier the first time she had seen him since she started working as a health teacher?

Looking at her like this, she showed off a lot more than I thought.

Especially if it was someone who knew me like Yozora, it would have been harder for her not to know her.

But still, there was something I didn’t understand, so I looked at the basketball game in the distance and asked.

“You could have just asked me. Why bother asking?”

“That’s right… Because there’s a taste for making inferences yourself?”

“Haa… Then when did you start to notice… No, this is meaningless. How much did you find out? My relationship with Lee Ji-yoon.”

“Nothing big. There’s just some kind of relationship between you and him. It’s suspicious. Just like this?”

“… Then why have you done such strange things until now, even though you’re so clever?”

“Strange? What is it?”

“You say you want to be raped, and you bother me.”

“That’s right… If a woman of my age hates you for a trivial reason, isn’t it normal to have bad thoughts like “You angrily bitch…!”

“… I guess I don’t know what normal is.”

“You know, right? If it meets my standards, it’s normal, right? What other people think, it’s not that important.”

“As expected, your mindset is flawed.”

“Puh-huh… I don’t want to hear those words from a man who is much worse off than me~”

Yozora whispered something difficult to refute and laughed, shaking her legs.
The heels of the legs stretched out beneath the skirt her touched the ground and then fell.

“… Ah, it’s hot.”

“It’s hot. I was eating ice cream just a moment ago.”

“Why should I do something like that because of you?”

“… Oh… Then shall we go into the building over there and help?”

“I feel so hot. Is that all you have in your mind?”

“It can’t be helped.” They say that if you like someone, you resemble them… I guess that’s why… “

“Enough of the nonsense.” … Anyway, don’t talk about Lee Ji-yoon anymore. He doesn’t seem to like that very much.”

“…”

This is enough for chatting.

After talking to prevent the same thing from happening again, I got up and grabbed the ice cream stick that I had just thrown away.

It was then.

“… Seo Woo Jin.”

Yozora, who was still sitting, looked up at me and pulled on her sleeve.

“Why?”

“Uhm… Um…”

Uncharacteristically.

Very slightly.

With a hesitant voice.

“Isn’t it because you want to say something?”

“… That’s right. That’s… Wait a minute… 待って…。”

Shameful words like rape play.

It’s a topic that I usually just laugh out loud.

I also looked at the distant mountains.

After glancing at me as I sat down on the chair again.

Big, big.

While clearing my throat uselessly.

“Hey, that…”

“Uh.”

“… If you asked Ji-yoon Lee why she was sleeping, didn’t you mean she listened?”

“Listen to what.”

“The story I secretly spilled to her.”

“… You’re going to ask me to play, you know?”

“… Yes.”

“Why is that?”

“…”

“… Speak.”

“Seo Woo Jin, you have nothing to do right now… Oh? Right?”

“… Not really. Right now.”

“Then…”

“…”

“… Can’t you play a little more like you just did? … With me?”

“…”

Look,

While avoiding.

I squeezed my voice.

“Now?”

“… Yes.”

This is not the Yozora I knew.

This isn’t the Yozora I’ve seen for months,

“I’ll probably meet Jiyun at night.”

“… Then until then…”

“… Well, okay. It’s not that difficult.”

“… Hehe…”

Throughout her 10 years together

As you see it for the first time.