Chapter 232 – The Twins Make Love.
The long awaited lunch break.
Sujin, who ate twice as fast as the friends sitting next to her, quickly went up to the meeting place with Seho.
On Saturdays and Sundays when I couldn’t meet Seho, how anxiously I waited for him.
He wasn’t just rummaging through his closet thinking about what to wear on Monday.
“Soojin!”
Sujin, who had been fidgeting with only his fingers for about 5 minutes, shook her shoulders startled at Seho’s voice.
“Seho…!”
One day, Sujin also thought of recommending clothes that would look good on Seho, but in the girl’s eyes, Seho seemed to look good no matter what she wore.
She has as white skin as herself as a woman.
Her dripping nose.
Cherry lips.
Even though she was a child, she already had her finished look on her face, and even just looking at Sujin made her heart skip a beat.
She’s cool even though she’s only wearing black shorts and a white t-shirt…
“Did you come early today?”
She thought she had arrived quite quickly, but she was Su-jin who had arrived earlier than that.
“Ah. Huh. I just happened to see it.”
She was too shy to say that she ate quickly because she wanted to meet her soon.
“Soojin. Hey. Did I go to my grandfather’s house for the weekend?”
“Are you Grandpa?”
“Huh. There is a grandfather who will help you catch a ball…”
Seho smiled and told Sujin what happened yesterday.
A story about my dad going to a rest stop while driving because he wanted to go to the bathroom.
The story of Sehwa crying because she was so surprised to find a bug in the countryside.
The story of how her grandfather secretly passed on her pocket money.
Sae-ho chattered and didn’t even know the time was passing, and he opened a bundle of stories to Su-jin.
“Ehehe. I think it was really fun.”
“Huh! It was fun. Ah. Right. And I brought this for you.”
Gift…?
Did Seho prepare another present for me?
Sujin watched Seho’s pockets behind her with her expectant eyes.
“Ruler!”
“What’s this?”
“This is candy.”
What Seho took out of his pocket was scorched candy.
To be honest, Sujin, who was expecting something different, tried not to show any regrets as much as possible.
“Did you buy this for me?”
“No? My grandfather gave me some, but I ate leftovers.”
Se-ho tried to give the candy to Su-jin because it was really delicious, but the girl couldn’t hide her bitterness.
“So are you giving me the leftovers?”
“But it is really delicious. Sujin. Eat it now.”
Seho wanted Sujin to know the greatness of scorched ji candy.
When she first got it from her grandfather, she thought it looked appetizing, but she was mistaken.
There was something savory that you couldn’t feel in fruit-flavored candy, and it was a candy with a strangeness that made you forget one more after eating one.
Sujin, who had been watching the candy Seho held in her palm, let out a deep sigh and opened the package.
As he shoveled a small candy grain into his mouth, Seho approached uncomfortably.
“How is it! Delicious! Delicious!”
Although he hadn’t tasted it properly yet, Sujin nodded when Seho asked how he felt.
“Yes. It’s delicious.”
“Can I get you another one? Stay home again!”
“Ehhhhh.”
Sujin shakes her head.
There was a present the girl wanted to receive.
“But it’s Seho.”
“Huh.”
“I have a question.”
“What?”
Seho, who wondered if he was talking too much about himself because he went to his grandfather’s house today, perked up his ears at Sujin’s words.
“Last time, you said I was the best.”
“It did?”
“Huh. That’s what I’m saying, but…”
Ooh… I really didn’t want to say it with my own mouth…
Sujin knew very well that it feels good to receive an award when you do really well rather than because you have to beg for it.
“Can you give me a sticker…?”
She tilted her head and pretended to look at the floor, but her eyes glanced at Seho’s reaction.
She was worried that it might feel like something was bothering her, but it was also true that she wanted more than that.
Seho frowned.
“That is wrong. Sujin.”
Ding dong dang dong
At just the right timing, the bells separated the two of them.
* * *
“Jihoon! One soccer player isn’t enough for us, so let’s go together!”
“No.”
“Ah. Let’s do it~”
The children had a good reason for flirting with Jihoon.
It was because Ji-hoon liked soccer and was good at it.
Ji-hoon, who was sincere in soccer enough to go to the soccer club separately on the weekend, turned down the children’s offer was a story that made a big commitment.
Even during lunchtime, what he is holding on to is a collection of Korean language problems.
Ji-hoon stared at the fingerprint, then glanced at Se-hwa sitting far away.
Neat black hair.
A lilac colored blouse and navy blue skirt.
Even though he was just sitting there doing nothing, Ji-hoon fell in love with Se-hwa.
When Saehwa sensed her gaze and turned to Jihoon, Jihoon immediately fixed his face toward the problem book.
Profit.
The sound of a chair being pushed back.
Saehwa got up from her seat and slowly approached Jihoon.
Are you going to drink water?
Am I going to the bathroom?
It’s not…? Then you should have looked at the back door, not this way…
Jihoon, who continued to think while holding a pencil, could no longer think about the shoes under his desk.
Sneakers with a pink logo on a black background.
Jihoon knew the owner of these shoes.
“Jihoon.”
Hearing the voice in his ear, Jihoon stiffly raised his head like a broken doll.
“Yes?”
“You. I was watching.”
It was a very short sentence, but it was not enough to make Ji-hoon nervous, so it was full of words.
“No…?”
“Okay? I thought you were looking at me, so I wondered if something was wrong.”
How long have you been talking to Sehwa?
It was the first conversation we had since the last time I visited with homework and was bitterly rejected.
“I guess I was mistaken. Sorry.”
As Saehwa tried to pass him as if he was bland, Jihoon thought that he had run away from his chance like an idiot.
“Se… Sehwa!”
Ji-hoon urgently grabbed Se-hwa, who had already turned his back on him.
“Huh?”
“Yo… How are you today?”
“How are you? What?”
I was sorry, so I called him up, but I couldn’t think of anything to say.
But words that have already been spoken cannot be taken back.
“I mean study. Study.”
In the end, Ji-hoon, who had only one thing in common as a student, replied that he was studying like an adult on a holiday.
Hearing Jihoon’s answer, Saehwa tilted her head.
“What are you studying?”
“Korean.”
First of all, since the book of problems that was open right now was in Korean, Ji-hoon started to say anything.
“Korean language…”
In fact, Sehwa, who did not study the Korean language separately unless there was a test or homework, fell into trouble.
“Sorry. I don’t know.”
When Sae-hwa answered with an awkward smile, Ji-hoon eagerly shook his head and squeezed out the next words.
“Okay? I’m solving this right now, but I’m not sure, so could you take a look at it?”
Though he hadn’t read the problem, Ji-hoon put his problem book forward thinking that he could have a little more conversation with Se-hwa.
“But I’m not good at Korean either…”
“Can’t you just take a look?”
At this point, Sehwa, curious about what the problem was, went back to Jihoon’s desk and turned the workbook in his direction.
[What was Hae-nim thinking when he conveyed the message to the traveler?]
As soon as he saw the question, Sehwa let out a small sigh.
“I think I have to read all of this to be able to solve it?”
The text is about two pages long.
Sehwa wondered if I should read this.
“Read it now! It took me less than a minute!”
“…Okay?”
I wanted to know how to read this in 1 minute, but Sehwa started reading the fingerprints rather than begging for trouble.
Sehwa is standing next to her and looking at a book with concentration.
Jihoon’s heart beat faster at the smell of fresh fruit from Sehwa.
The moment I wondered how great it would be if there were only 100 fingerprints.
“It’s Sehwa. What are you doing?”
An intruder appeared to interrupt the intimate time of the two of them.
“Ah. I was watching this because Jihoon said he didn’t know.”
…Jongin Park. Is it you again is it you again?
He was the servant who showed Sehwa the homework instead of him last time.
“Uh? I solved this, can you let me know? Jihoon?”
“Ah… No?”
Not you! I want to talk to Sehwa!
“No no. Is this really easy? I’ll explain right away.”
“Ah. Then it would be better for Jong-in to release it than for me!”
Sehwa goes back to her seat without looking back.
Jihoon glared at Jongin, shaking his hands.
He didn’t do anything bad, but it seemed like bad words would come out of his servant.
“So this is the sun… Uhh? Jihoon-ah. Why are you like this?”
“No. I understand everything now.”
“You haven’t even started explaining yet?”
“No. Seriously, now that I see it, I think I can solve it.”
Jihoon lamented why he was such an idiot.
