Chapter 159 – Chapter 159
A reporter introduces herself as a haenyeo to the camera. Embarrassed, Joo Seo-yeon shook her hand and denied it.
“It’s not like that!”
I’m not a haenyeo, and I want to say that she’s just a tourist who came to experience it, but she didn’t come out when I tried to speak.
I was able to listen, but I was embarrassed to speak, so I couldn’t open my mouth easily.
“As expected, the culture of the East, we have an opportunity to learn about humility here.”
Misunderstanding upon misunderstanding was becoming the truth.
“When a haenyeo dives once…, Look. She can harvest a whole bag of seafood in one dive.”
The reporter was seriously conveying information. It just wasn’t the truth.
“Driving me crazy!”
“Look! It’s not uncommon to see them screaming loudly with excitement when they’re full like this.”
It was a reporter who did amazing packaging. She tried to rip off this packaging somehow, but the words just couldn’t come to her mind.
“What do you respect and admire the most in your life, the youngest haenyeo?”
“Seed…”
She was about to swear, but stopped when she saw there was a camera.
“The sea…, Yes. The sea is the most respectful and respectful life of haenyeo and always learns humility. To us, it is an ordinary sea to play on the beach, but to them, it is nature and home itself, full of life and coexisting.”
Now I decided to give up my resistance and accept it as it is.
But I felt like I had to say a word.
“Nimiralger.”
§
Itinerary for 3 nights and 4 days.
If it was short, it was a short trip, if it was long, it was a long trip.
We left behind countless photos and memories.
Tuduk. Took.
Raindrops were slowly falling on the dock waiting for the boat.
“I’m glad we all played and it rained~”
“I will~.”
I had no regrets because I enjoyed everything.
Except for school trips, I have rarely been out this far.
At least one experience was at a spa where Joo Seo-yeon and Go Min-jung were together, and this honeymoon was the furthest I went out.
Some say overseas travel, but to me, Jeju Island was a travel destination no different from overseas.
“We had fun, right?”
“It was fun because of our Minjung.”
There are many couples who fight during the trip, but we were able to have fun without a fight.
“Let’s get on board, it’s our turn~”
“Ng~.”
After showing the ticket, I boarded the boat and watched the rain gradually intensify inside the boat.
“To be honest, I thought Teacher Joo would interfere with everyone when he was playing, but I guess he wasn’t.”
“Oh, that’s right. What did he do for 3 nights and 4 days…?”
Our questions were resolved within a few days.
A few days later.
After sorting through the pictures we took and ordering prints online, while surfing the internet, I saw a picture that was as big as a door.
“Oh, this looks familiar.”
“It’s the oreum we went to. Wow, it was such a pretty place.”
So I clicked on the picture.
[Today’s Jeju, a woman who loves horses (subtitle: Mrs. Ae-ma)]
Click.
When I clicked on the picture, the first thing I saw was a very nice picture of Oreum.
“Looking at it like this, it looks like a foreign country…”
“It’s really like a documentary from Neo Positional Geographic.”
As we got off while looking at the pictures of the oreum, the horses we saw also appeared.
“Huh…?”
“Eh…?”
Towards the end, a large herd of horses was running, and I could see a woman in the lead smiling brightly, holding on to her hat to prevent it from blowing away in the wind.
“…Isn’t it Mr. Master?”
“…So, this is Seoyeon…?”
Ko Min-jung and I met each other’s eyes. He must have been traveling with us, but I wondered when this photo was taken.
Her long hair fluttered like waves in the wind as she rode her horse, expressing her natural beauty, and her bright smile was a look of genuine enjoyment of nature.
“Oh, it seems that Seoyeon enjoyed it properly.”
“It came out like a pictorial, I’m sure Teacher Joo is pretty…”
The one-piece dress, which was clinging to the wind, showed off Joo Seo-yeon’s voluptuous figure without boldness.
White skin, ample breasts, and the appearance of riding a wild horse without a saddle.
“I guess we thought too badly…”
It was a worry that made me feel sorry for nothing. She almost felt sorry for the moment, wondering if she had followed her honeymoon, but it wasn’t.
She truly felt as if she had traveled to Jeju alone to enjoy it.
Click.
“Oh, I pressed it wrong.”
Koh Jung-jung clicked on the next essay while trying to see another phase.
[Essay – How to capture the journey of two men with two eyes.]
It was an essay that she would not have been interested in normally, but because Jeju Island was in the category, she read the essay.
“It’s been a while since we’ve been there, so it seems like we’re seeing Jeju Island again and again.”
“Kuhkuh, that’s right. Let’s see this too.”
The essay started out as a plain introduction and commentary.
[The first time she met her freewheeling friend was in a maze that was so charming that she couldn’t get out of it.]
That’s how the photos of Maze Land we went came out.
“That’s where we went. It was fun here, though it was hot.”
Go Min-jung was excited and scrolled down.
“Huh…?”
“Eh…?”
Same reaction as before.
It was because I saw Joo Seo-yeon, who is used to ringing the bell.
“When will he again…”
“So it is.”
Beneath the photo was a brief note.
[We were like comrades we met in an abyss. She was always lively and lively, and was like a source of energy for us who were tired from a long trip.]
I couldn’t even guess what kind of trip she was on.
“What is Seoyeon… I think he had a good time…?”
Judging from the essay, Joo Seo-yeon definitely seemed to have a different talent from us.
“So you really enjoy traveling like this…”
“I think I have to learn a lot from watching Teacher Joo…”
She turned off her computer, took a break, and turned on the TV.
She lay down on the sofa together and placed her hand on Ko Min-jung’s chest.
Maybe it’s because it’s home, but she’s lying in front of me, wearing only a short-sleeved T-shirt and no bra.
We both paused as we changed the channel, caressing her breasts casually.
“Huh…?”
“Eh…?”
The appearance of the haenyeo on TV and the image of Joo Seo-yeon standing confidently between them.
[Female warrior. What do you think of first? Amazoness? Joan of Arc? You’re right. But do you know that even in the mysterious Orient, there are female warriors who show strength through the rough waves?]
After the narration came out, Joo Seo-yeon’s interview scene appeared.
She appeared as the youngest of the haenyeo.
[The eldest haenyeo must have had strong and beautiful appearances like the youngest haenyeo in the past.]
Seeing Joo Seo-yeon appear, the two of us watched the video in a daze, as if we were being sucked into a black hole.
And it was at the end of the documentary that we were able to get out of the black hole.
[Nemiralger.]
After being silent for about two seconds at her profanity, I burst out laughing at her at the same time.
“Fhahaha!”
“Yeah heng heng!”
It exploded so loud that I couldn’t tell what kind of laughter I was laughing at.
“Ah~! It’s a clown~!”
“Uhhhhh.”
After laughing for a while, I was able to catch my breath while watching the TV screen that went over to the advertisement.
“Whoah… Aigoo… He really is a human being, but I am a human being.”
“Wow… Teacher Joo… You went on a 4-day, 3-night trip just like us, right?”
It was amazing to have such a completely different experience in the same amount of time.
“I’m really respected…, Wow…”
In a photo by a famous photographer, in a famous essay, in a famous documentary.
I was curious about how they could all appear there in 3 nights and 4 days.
Even writing a resume would have been difficult.
“…It was real that real life is more than drama.”
§
Joo Seo-yeon, who had barely returned, lay face down on the bed without the strength to wash herself.
“Wow, sir… It’s hard…”
I couldn’t even remember what I was doing for 3 nights and 4 days.
“I think I just floated by being swept away by the waves…”
I fell asleep without even packing my things.
Next day.
I barely got up and went to work.
Dreuk.
Her freshman year opened the door to her classroom and the other teachers who saw her clapped her.
Clap clap clap
I tilted my head at the sudden applause.
She asked the teacher in front.
“What’s up today?”
“Yes? Didn’t you see?”
“What?”
I was doing something because I wanted to celebrate something at school, but the vice principal in the office showed me a clipped newspaper.
“Oh, Vice Principal?”
She couldn’t understand why the assistant principal was in the first-year office, but she understood it only after seeing the newspaper clippings in his hand.
“I also watched the documentary well. Nimiralge, you’re very good.”
“…Ah.”
The clipped articles contained her photos and stories.
