Chapter 312 – 60. 1 Hour With You (3)
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“I’m going to go to the bathroom!”
To be honest, there was no intention.
I just needed a reason to get out of here right away.
If it felt awkward to say I was going to the bathroom, I would order some food.
Or maybe he said he would borrow another comic book.
… Speaking of which, I think another comic book story would have been best.
That’s because it’s not particularly strange to come back after being out for a while.
In any case, since you’ve already spit it out, you can’t put it back.
I pulled back the curtain and came out, and since I couldn’t remember what toilet means in Korean, I started wandering around looking for the universal pink pictogram.
Fortunately, I saw the pictogram I was looking for in the far corner of the hallway.
There is no reason to delay.
After clearing my throat without knowing why, I left the entrance to the private room and walked to the bathroom.
“… Ugh.”
Is it because the road was narrow? I turned sideways and hit my hips somewhere.
I’m not sure, but it’s probably a bookshelf.
I can understand the feel of the interior, but I wish they would clean it up a bit in such a small space.
As I walked, rubbing my hand over the painful area, I bumped into something once again.
But this time, unlike before, it was somehow softer. There was nothing to say about pain.
As she looked closer, she saw a girl wearing a school uniform in front of her.
The makeup was quite heavy, and it felt similar to the Korean word “Iljin,” If I were to choose.
To call her a gyaru in the familiar terminology, she didn’t really have that characteristic low-class prostitute feeling.
It was humiliating to be the same height as the girl in the school uniform, no, just a little shorter than her, but for now, I bowed down and apologized.
These rules of etiquette were like an instinct imprinted in the Japanese DNA, so they were able to move freely regardless of humiliation.
Instead, I cursed a little inside.
Where on earth did you come from? Or something.
Was he walking from the opposite direction? Or something.
Then why didn’t I see him? Or something.
It’s because Seo Woo Jin said something strange about her earlier… Or something.
If only he hadn’t said that.
I wish you hadn’t hugged me from behind in the first place.
So, if I hadn’t run away like this… Etc.
Silent gossip did not last long.
They must have thought it was their mistake, so they apologized to me and that was the end of it.
He wasn’t a bad kid.
I sighed for no reason and entered the bathroom, glancing at the sunset through the café window.
“…”
Looking at the time, I guess I will have to break up with Seo Woo Jin in a little while.
With my thoughts, I pulled the faucet up.
Playing normally like this is also fun in its own way.
With my thoughts, I dip my white fingers into the clear stream of water.
The one that touched her butt earlier. It was very hard.
With my thoughts, I let the water that had soaked my hands flow down the sink drain.
… I like people with moderately lively personalities.
What does that mean?
With my thoughts, I wash my wet hands with water again.
Was there a woman like that next to Seo Woo Jin?
Sua-chan has a quiet personality compared to her appearance.
Seo-yeon is nervous about everything, and she doesn’t fit the description of being lively.
Ji-yoon Lee also sleeps every day and seems far from her bright personality.
If you exclude everyone, the only ones left are…
Looking back at the memories in her head, she turned off the faucet.
“… Haa…”
My face reflected in the mirror.
Because my expression was embarrassing.
Shaking my head.
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“… What. Where have you gone?”
After I roughly wiped my hands on my thighs under my pants and came back, I couldn’t see the person who was supposed to be there.
The blanket the two of us were covering was pushed to one side and put away.
The cushion that was used as a pillow was crumpled enough that anyone could tell that it had been lying there.
Only one thing is missing.
Seo Woojin.
A pervert who just said something strange to me and only women know.
I quietly muttered his name as if looking for a puppy, then slowly walked back and looked around the café.
However, everyone was just enjoying their own friendly atmosphere, and I couldn’t even find anyone who resembled Seo Woo Jin.
Could it be that he ran away when I was away?
Or maybe I just went to order a quick snack, just like the excuse I was thinking of.
I guess I wasn’t looking for a comic book.
While I was looking around, there was one thing that caught my eye.
It is none other than a necessity for modern people. It’s a smartphone.
… If this is the case, at least I haven’t run away.
I found Seo Woo Jin’s smartphone lying near the wall, and crawled on all fours to the spot.
The fluffy blanket that had been placed carelessly is pressed under my hands and knees.
“…”
And what followed was a small curiosity.
When I tapped the screen with only a clock on a black background while the owner was away, a notification window appeared, as if it was obvious, that a fingerprint was needed.
I tried using mine just in case, but of course it didn’t work.
I tried putting my birthday in the password field just in case, but of course it didn’t work.
… As I said, I didn’t have any expectations.
But let’s say something really obvious happens, a little.
I felt a little bad.
Well, that’s enough.
It’s natural.
There’s no way my birthday is my password.
To begin with, he doesn’t even know when my birthday is.
If it’s Seo Woo Jin, it would be better to use a simple password like 0000…
“… Huh?”
It was resolved.
I was taken aback by the fact that the lock had been unlocked more easily than expected, and without even realizing it, I knelt down in an upright position.
Now, let’s think calmly.
Seo Woo Jin will probably come back here soon.
So now, if I touch it even for a moment, I will be caught and scolded right away, right?
So wouldn’t it be wiser to just keep this secret for a while and use it later when something similar happens again?
“…”
The logical flow of thought stops right there and goes back a little bit.
Even if you touch it for just a moment, you will be caught right away.
Then I might get scolded by Seo Woo Jin.
… But getting scolded by her.
I like it very much…, … To.
I think it was Seo Woo-jin’s fault for leaving his smartphone in a place like this in the first place…
Earlier, when Seo Woo Jin was hugging me.
The thing that was touching her ass was very hard, as if she was fully thinking about having sex.
It wasn’t a dream.
Really…
It was hard.
Honestly,
That
… Being horny… Just like that.
“…”
Therefore…
Just a little.
To a certain extent…
*****
I got some air.
Of course, that’s what I said, but it didn’t mean I was going out.
I just controlled my mind a little by walking in a place filled with the unique smell of books and paper.
Unlike the cutely decorated ‘café’ part, the deeper part was full of tall bookshelves, and when I got here, I felt like I had entered a library or a small forest.
As I was looking at the categories hanging from the ceiling, I walked towards the place that said Romance Comics without much thought.
Meanwhile, a girl who looked like she was in her first year of high school hesitated to pass by, so I carefully moved out of the way.
There were so many things that fell apart because of Yozora’s actions a little while ago.
Did you say it was cognitive dissonance?
I guess that’s the reason.
The Yozora I know was like this.
It should be like this.
The current Yozora kept doing different things, so it was hard to keep up.
Even if it changed a little from the past, it definitely didn’t matter much as long as it was a change I could understand.
She didn’t mind because it was easy to understand that she had a rape fetish.
With just that one word, it became possible to understand the bullying in the workplace over the past 10 years.
She didn’t think much of it when she enjoyed her body.
If she keeps her mouth shut, Yozora just has a look that’s quite my type, and she just happened to want to be with me.
There were no complex emotions involved.
I think she enjoyed it like instant food with mutual agreement, unlike other women who had to pretend to be friendly from the beginning and gradually let down their guard.
But here, unfamiliar romantic feelings come in.
I’m not sure how to treat her in the future.
Probably like Han Su-ah.
And I think it’s right to treat her like Lee Ha-yoon or Lee Ji-yoon.
… Let alone the awkwardness of dating my flawless younger sister.
If you treat me so kindly,
Yozora with a rape fetish?
Will she really like it?
All sorts of questions keep coming back.
It’s hard to remember them all, so a few disappear and a few come back to mind.
Long.
“Whoa…”
Because she lived and lived, I didn’t know she would have such troubles.
I was looking at a few comics that I was curious about just in case, then I put them all back on the bookshelf and went back to my personal room.
Seeing a pair of borrowed slippers left in front of the entrance, it seems that Yozora has already returned inside.
He probably did the same thing as me in the bathroom.
With a brief imagination, I pulled the curtain aside.
I could see a back figure kneeling somewhat.
If it’s just a kimono, a tea ceremony or calligraphy would go well with it.
One side that doesn’t look like Yozora.
This is an unexpected appearance.
“… What are you doing? Yozora.”
“Sigh…?!”
“Hey, Mr…”
When I asked while slightly lifting the curtain with the back of my hand, Yozora, who had been quiet, jumped up and screamed.
Thanks to this, all the eyes of the people in the café turn towards this direction.
Still, maybe it was because I quietly nodded and said that it was nothing and that I was sorry for making a fuss. People quickly became interested and began to carry on with their work.
I took a moment to sigh at the untimely embarrassment.
I again pulled back the private room curtain and looked at Yozora.
“Why are you suddenly screaming?”
“Oh, um, that’s, uh… It’s not that big of a deal…”
It seems like there was something special.
So, when I looked near her Yozora, I found one of her smartphones with the screen turned off lying in front of her.
It is none other than my phone.
Now I have a rough idea of what the situation is.
Was it 1111 or 0000?
It also crossed my mind that the password to use when the fingerprint recognition system malfunctioned was a four-digit number.
“I guess you were spying on my phone while I was gone.”
“No, it’s not like that…”
“It’s okay. If you say it’s true now, I won’t say anything. It’s not something worth saying.”
“…”
“Were you watching?”
“…”
Yozora glanced at me several times without answering.
I was trying to lighten the mood by saying that I don’t have to look like I’m so guilty, but it’s kind of funny how serious I am to myself.
It’s like looking at a cat after breaking a lot of dishes.
Since it is no different from a KakaoTalk machine anyway, there would have been no benefit in peeking inside.
Well, if I had found some interesting Internet search history, I would have used it for pranks, but I don’t often do that on my phone.
So, I took off my slippers and walked over to pick up my smartphone.
“…?”
“…”
Yozora, who was still slightly on his knees, carefully grabbed my arm.
“… Over there, that…”
“Why?”
“… Do you like taking pictures and leaving them like that?”
“…”
What were you looking at just now?
Saying something I can’t help but know for sure.
