Chapter 567 – Chapter 567. Reunion After a Long Time
“Oh, Ji-eun.”
It was Song Ji-eun.
Jieun was wearing a neat blouse and skirt among the office outfits.
“Brother, long time no see!”
Song Ji-eun has a good voice.
It’s hard to see him as having aegyo or being the type, but he’s kind to me.
Her cold-looking appearance makes it difficult for most men to go to her and try to add a word to her, but she is also quite friendly towards me.
“Okay, how are you?”
“Hoho, yes. I often watch John Tube broadcasts at the address my brother told me last time. The number of subscribers seems to be huge now? I’m glad you didn’t forget me?”
Haha, actually, I almost forgot about it, didn’t I?”
“Hohohoho! Oh, if we met later, did you forget?”
Play pranks on each other
In fact, I almost forgot about it.
Living in a one-room apartment in this gosichon, most of the people I got to know when I was preparing for the 9th grade civil service became a bit difficult to meet after I started broadcasting.
It can be universal for anyone that when the original job changes, the people you meet also change.
I did too.
Because I spent 9 months trying to concentrate on this job in order to succeed in broadcasting, and during that time I spent time growing up and living hard with people who are crazy about broadcasting like me. It was because.
It was quite nice to see Song Ji-eun after such a long time after spending such a time.
“Uh. I met you like this before I forgot. Even if it wasn’t, I was about to move.”
“Yes? Really?”
Song Ji-eun, who was wearing a mask, widened her eyes.
I told her the truth.
“Ah. I took out all my stuff, and I was going to take a walk around here for a few hours, and then I was going to pass.”
“Awesome~. Just talk to me and leave.”
After hearing my words, Song Ji-eun’s eyes changed to a slightly disappointed one.
She seemed to regret that I was leaving.
She is her too, but it wasn’t easy for me to get in touch with many other people, including her.
The people I met in this goshichon… In particular, if I tried to contact all the girls who tried to have sex with me, a handsome man, I might have to live with my phone all day for several nights.
“Sorry. I’ve been busy. If that happens, there will be too many people to contact.”
Song Ji-eun nodded her head.
Perhaps she was a bit disappointed, but she seemed to understand my position.
I am no longer a person who simply spends all day studying without anything before, but meeting many people, doing joint broadcasts and selling out on broadcasts, because I told her about John Tube before, she should have fully understood.
Song Ji-eun seemed to understand for a moment, then she smiled at me again and said,
“Hmm, but we’ve met like this before… Oppa, did you have dinner?”
“Yet.”
“Would you like to have dinner together?”
“Is that so?”
That seemed fine too.
I was about to have dinner anyway.
I looked around the area all the way in the afternoon, went to the park, took a walk and wandered around, and was on my way back.
So I thought of having dinner with her as suggested by Jieun Song and asked her.
“Do you have anything to eat?”
Song Ji-eun, as she stood still, slightly raised her eyes for a moment, seemed to be thinking about her, then she answered me.
“Um~. Anything is fine.”
With Song Ji-eun’s words, I remembered one thing.
It was an advertisement flyer I saw while taking a walk.
As I passed by the shops, this time I walked around as if I was reminiscing about this place, so it seemed to be more memorable.
I spoke to Song Ji-eun, recalling the advertisement poster for that large pizza shop.
“Oh, I saw on the way down from the park earlier that the pizza house just came out with a new menu and it looks delicious. Is it okay there?”
“Uh, yes!”
“Let’s go.”
That’s how I ended up going to a pizza place with Song Ji-eun.
I went to a famous brand’s pizza house, but if I was going to have a meal with myself, I would go to a branded pizza place because I would have to go to a place with an indoor hall rather than a place where I could simply take out a pizza.
On the way, we met for the first time in a while, but we walked while talking to each other so as not to be awkward.
“Actually, I even thought that this brother had already moved.”
“Oh, did you?”
“Yes. But, among the recently uploaded videos, there was one filmed around here? So I thought that wasn’t the case.”
“Have you clicked like?”
“Sure~.”
“Shouldn’t we go get some pizza and check if we clicked ‘Like’ correctly?”
“Hohoho, oppa’s broadcasts are so much fun. That’s why you want to press it even if I tell you not to click it?”
“What has been interesting lately?”
“You know what, you went to that animal cafe!”
The story didn’t stop.
I created a lot of content and did a huge variety of broadcasts.
Whether it was a personal broadcast or a joint broadcast, I tried my best to make the video as interesting as possible.
I think making fun of others is also quite enjoyable.
If there is no such altruistic heart, there are no comedians, no entertainment programs, and no writers.
It seems that somewhere inside a person, there is a heart that thinks of happiness by making others fun.
So I liked that Song Ji-eun said that she found many of my videos interesting.
The reward that comes from making someone else happy, not just having fun by making money, made the passion in my heart hotter.
The conversation with Song Ji-eun continued all the way to the pizza restaurant.
There are also things like that, but my conversational skills are good, but there are things that are more comfortable because she actively talks to me first from her side.
Song Ji-eun was still living on the roof of the one-room building where I live.
As she talked further, she also said that she had no intention of moving any time soon.
But she was forced to move out, she said.
I don’t know if she’ll get married and get a new house, but until then, her house price, like everyone else, is unaffordable, she said.
However, she did say that the nature of her job might cause her to move.
That’s why she decided to talk a little later.
She lives in the same building, but as she gets to broadcast her, he rarely runs into her like he used to.
It was because of a change in my lifestyle.
When I was preparing for the civil service exam, I often went to the rooftop of this studio to open a can of beer.
It was to take a short break while spending the least amount of time.
When I used the open study room of a large academy as a reading room to prepare for the civil service exam, I was stuck there repeatedly from early in the morning until the academy closed around 10:30.
To do that, I tried to do as little as possible the day before to go to the self-study room the next day.
As I continued to live a tight life all day from morning to night due to study, I often went to the rooftop to drink beer as a short-term leisure, and while doing so, I had more opportunities to meet Song Ji-eun, who lived on the rooftop.
But now it’s different.
I don’t have to take a short break on the roof anymore.
Right now, whenever I want to rest, I can go to a nice place for hours and get some fresh air, or I can enjoy enough leisure time at restaurants or places with nice scenery.
That’s because the hourly pay has increased tremendously.
When I was preparing for the civil service exam, I had to put down my studies for a while and get a part-time job with a minimum hourly wage of several thousand won in order to earn money.
Rather than lack of money, I was always pressed for time.
But now, more than anything else, I feel more like I have stepped into a world free from the shackles of time.
That way, I was freed from time, and as a result, my life pattern changed, so I rarely met Song Ji-eun. This time, I met her by chance while wandering around at mealtime.
If they had met in front of the house, it could have been her intention to some extent, but since the road going down from the park on the opposite side of the house was a place with restaurants and other shops in a completely different direction, it couldn’t be seen as coincidence. There was.
After talking, we arrived at a pizzeria.
When I opened the large glass door and entered a warm pizzeria that contrasted with the cold air outside, I was greeted by staff wearing masks and uniforms at the pizzeria.
“Welcome!”
“Welcome!”
Then, a clerk approached and talked to Song Ji-eun and me with a smile.
“Could you fill out the visit log, please? And I’ll use the heat detector for a while.”
“Yes.”
I answered while wearing a mask.
