Chapter 462 – Chapter 462. University 2nd Year 1st Semester -8
I was a little worried about how to react to the first woman I saw who called me senior.
She seemed to me for a brief moment when I thought about it, that she was asking me for a helping hand to evade someone else trying to get her number.
After a moment’s thought, I walked towards it.
“Uh. What’s going on?”
I treated her like I knew her.
I meant to help.
As I moved closer, she sneaked behind me and pointed at the man trying to get her own number, making her remarks.
“This person keeps asking for my number… I don’t give out my number at clubs, but he keeps asking for it, so it’s very difficult~”
Even when she came out like this, she seldom backed down the man who tried to get her number.
“Hello, do you have a boyfriend?”
“No. That’s not it.”
I answered calmly.
And he spoke.
“Well, then you seem to be an acquaintance, but I really like that girl. I’d like to get her number.”
He told me so
After hearing his words, I spoke to the woman behind her back while calling me her senior.
“Will you give me your number?”
At my words, she put her hands on my arm about below my shoulders and just slapped her head.
I looked at the man again and said.
“I don’t want to give you a number.”
Then the man laughed and said.
“No, if you’re a boyfriend, then of course I shouldn’t be like this, but if it’s not… It’s a problem between us, so I think we should talk a little more.”
I took a sip of the drink I was holding and replied.
“I think we’ve already said enough. Do we need to talk more? He asked for his number. He said he wouldn’t give it to us. Is there anything else we can do?”
When I fired at him once more, he scratched his eyebrows and expressed disapproval.
I’m right.
He was in a position to ask for a number unilaterally anyway.
I took a step closer to him.
And said
“It’s like a club in the first place. You have the courage to approach someone of the opposite sex you like and talk to them…Well, that’s actually not an easy task.”
I took another sip of my drink.
“Gulp… But, it’s not all about getting a number. It’s okay if you don’t answer the phone later. From now on, when you’re hunting, show off your charm in a simple way. For example, show that you’re an interesting person. Give it. If you do that, there will be more progress.”
The man did not answer my words.
Then, after wiping his own face once with the palm of his hand, he trudged back into the club.
I don’t know if he will care what I say.
But I, in my heart, spoke to him based on my own experience and the experiences of my acquaintances.
Besides, a place called a club is not a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
To this extent, that guy had been obsessed with this woman and asked for her number, which is to say it was pretty plugged in, but unfortunately the world isn’t that beautiful.
Like this, he will go again to hunt other club girls, but if he continues the wrong way, his skills won’t improve much.
Regarding hunting, even if it wasn’t me, even if I saved my own style by seeking advice from people who had been down that road before, I would need some knowledge about any major direction.
You can’t just hit it if you want to hit it.
It is because there must be mutual agreement to drive.
I helped the woman who was recklessly picking up her number after a moment of trouble, and then I tried to go around the club again.
“Then, I’ll go now.”
Until just before her, I pretended to be her senior by matching her rhythm, but after her performance, I spoke to her again, writing her honorifics.
Then she grabbed my collar.
“Oh, senior! I, do you have time today?”
Due to the loudness of the club, she was talking a little louder, so I could hear her.
I had a little laugh
Up until now, you can say that I played the role of a senior-junior relationship for her, but since she continues to call me a senior even after the man who picked her number went.
Looking at it, I thought I might be right.
When I saw her, she was dressed up properly because she came to the club, but for some reason, she seemed to be a freshman in college.
If she’s twenty, then I’m her senior.
So I laughed at her words and replied.
“It’s time. But am I really a senior? How old are you?”
When I asked, she laughed.
“Wow~, senior! You don’t recognize me? It’s me~! Jieun, Park Jieun!”
“Park Ji-eun?”
Park Ji-eun…
It was a name I definitely knew.
But it wasn’t the Park Ji-eun I knew.
Park Ji-eun, whom I know, definitely wears glasses, has roughly combed hair, and wears market-style clothes…
‘Uh?’
But when I looked more closely at her, I began to see the Park Ji-eun I knew in her.
‘Are you really Park Ji-eun? Is this a complete transformation? She used to be plain pretty, but looking at it this way, she’s completely different.’
Originally, she was pretty good-looking.
Among the men in her department, there were some who were targeting her, and according to her rumors, Park Ji-eun said that she did not date men because her eyes were high.
I laughed and told her what I was thinking.
“Wow, are you really Ji-eun? Hey, I didn’t recognize you~. I thought you were asking me for help just to get a number?”
“Ah~, I came out with a bit of care today, but senior, isn’t that too much of an overkill?”
“Seriously~, you didn’t recognize me at all?
“Hohoho! Awesome, really?”
She got to talk to her a bit more like that.
It was a real hit.
I’m a sophomore now, but I thought that I was close with all the people in my department, regardless of classmates or seniors and juniors, so when I passed by, everyone was very happy to meet them.
However, no matter how much she cared about her and came out, it was the first time that I was confused as a completely different person, so it was amazing.
We met like this, talked, and ended up leaving the club together.
She was just about to leave the club.
As for what happened, Park Ji-eun came to the club with Ban Yu-hwa, who was originally in the same department.
Originally, she said that Yoo Hwa asked the author to go to the club with her, saying that her club was fun, so he did her makeup and coaxed her to come out to the club together.
However, at some point, Yoohwa met a man and was thrown away somewhere and there was no news from her without answering the phone. Will be.
When I saw it, what she said seemed to be true.
Because the place where she refused the man asking for her number was on the side close to her none other than the exit, and she was on her way to the exit.
It’s night time, but if you’re really enjoying playing queen in a club, giving guys numbers and choosing the most handsome guy among them to make rice cake, it’s too early to go home, and it’s her story to go out alone and not give her number. Became the basis for supporting
I was going to hang out at more clubs, but Park Ji-eun said that she was going to go home alone because the Yuhwa she had brought with her was gone, and she also wanted to have a drink with me, so I decided to go out with her.
Because of that, I came out of the club together with Park Ji-eun.
There were many people outside the club.
The nightlife was lively with men dressed neatly from head to toe, and women wearing fancy clothes that were different from usual.
In that atmosphere, I ended up going for a drink with Park Ji-eun.
She said she wanted chicken, so we went to a place where we could have a glass of chicken and beer.
Since it was a place with a number of floors, after entering the store, we took a seat by the window, and we talked while having chicken and a glass of beer.
“Brother..”
“Hmm.”
Each department has a different culture, but her brother, senior, or her older brother, older sister, or older sister were used interchangeably in the department, so whether she called her senior or older brother had little to do with it.
“Is the chicken okay? Didn’t you match it because I wanted to eat it?”
Park Ji-eun, who was sitting in the front seat, said that, and I answered.
“Ah, don’t worry about that. I like chicken too.”
“Really?”
“Huh.”
I continued.
“Dad owned a chicken restaurant, so I didn’t eat much chicken until I was in high school because I got tired of it, but since I left home, I ate it once in a while. It’s a taste of my hometown.”
Actually it is.
At that time, I really ate a lot of chicken, so there was a time when I stopped eating chicken, but after that, I started looking for chicken again.
“Huh~! Really? I’m so envious~ So you could eat chicken all the time?”
Haha! I’m not that envious~.”
As we talked, we also came up with a story about the club.
Park Ji-eun carefully lifted the potato wedges that came with the chicken and took a bite. She took a bite and spoke to me.
“Um, senpai~ But can you keep the meeting at our club a secret?”
“Huh? Why?”
“It’s a bit like that when there’s a rumor in the department.”
Haha, is that so? Then keep it a secret that you saw me too.”
“Uh, yes! I will!”
I actually don’t really care if people say I go clubbing or not.
But she said yes, so she thought it would be nice to do so, so she did.
There was definitely a basis for what she thought.
As for the department, real rumors spread too quickly.
If something happens to one person, it can be said that all the department members will know about it within two days.
This can be seen as a case where incidents are propagated as snacks because there are many cases where people gather and drink alcohol every day in the department, and it is also like that because when they come to university, they tend to communicate a lot with people in the same department.
And the perception of the club is not that good.
Maybe it’s because there’s a lot of perception that going to a club is like going to a rice cake.
That’s partly true.
If you ask any man or woman who goes to a club, they’ll all say they’re going to the dance, not the fucking rice cake.
I also didn’t go to clubs when I had a girlfriend.
It was because there was a perception that a club was a place to go to eat rice cake.
Now that she wasn’t dating Song Eun-chae, she went to the club.
However, in Park Ji-eun’s case, she was probably seduced by her classmate Ban Yu-hwa, so she came to the club for the first time, so she had no idea, but she only found out after seeing it this time.
It might feel better if you experience it yourself.
At a club, even if a woman just walks by, or just rides the rhythm lightly around the stage, men who want to flatter you will come here and there and ask for your number or go out and have a drink.
There is no way that the existing perception of clubs has been met through the media that there are cases of sleeping in clubs to some extent, and if you feel like you are approaching because you want to hit it with that feeling due to realistic experience, it is one of the two. One
If there is a man she wants to fuck, a woman will feel good about it, but if a man other than that man wants to fuck her, there is no reason to fuck her.
However, for Park Ji-eun, even if she knew a little about the club, it was partly because she didn’t know the details well when she first came, and depending on her inclination, the club might not fit well. He seemed happy to drink.
