Chapter 350 – I Like Clean Things Too? (2)
Seo Joo-hwan asked openly.
“Seo Yoon-ah, do you like tattoos?”
“Uh? Why is that all of a sudden?”
Woo Seo-yoon asked back with a puzzled face at the sudden question.
He shrugged her shoulders as if it was nothing.
“I said I like the novels you wrote. From the first work I wrote until now, I have seen all of them without excluding one.”
“Yes.”
Woo Seo-yoon nodded his head with a tickling feeling. As a writer, not as a member of the opposite sex, he feels good.
When he first met her, he recited the titles of her novels, from old to new. As a writer, how grateful she was to have readers like this. She could n’t tell how surprised she was to learn that the identity of the reader was ‘Seo-hwan’, her favorite writer her.
Seo Joo-hwan said.
“Coming to think of it, it seems that there are a lot of tattooed characters in your novels.”
“… Did you?”
Woo Seo-yoon’s head tilted. There were characters with tattoos, but I don’t think there were that many.
“It doesn’t come out much in one piece. But in almost every work, whether it’s a lead or supporting role, at least one or two characters with tattoos appear. It was short, but it wasn’t just that there was a tattoo, but the meaning behind the tattoo was also described.”
“Ugh. Right. You looked very carefully.”
“Actually, I’ve re-watched a few works recently. But the tattoos stood out to me. So I asked if you would like it.”
I read all the works written by Woo Seo-yoon again, not just a few works. Since she was in middle school, she has written more than 10 novels, and the number of them has reached several thousand, but it was not too difficult for him, who had the talent of ‘speed reading’.
What she discovered through rereading was the element of ‘tattoo’ given to some characters. Rather than asking about tattoos, she decided, it would be better for her to find a connection and take a natural approach like this.
Fortunately, Woo Seo-yoon exclaimed, “Wow,” As if that judgment was correct.
“As a real writer, this is a bit touching, isn’t it? You’re right. To be precise, I’m more interested than liking it.”
“How did you become interested?”
“Just what… Why?”
Seo Joo-hwan secretly checked Woo Seo-yoon’s expression her in the rearview mirror. She had a reason for something, but she didn’t seem to want to talk about it.
‘Should I keep asking?’
If you ask back a few times using your special ability, you will be able to figure it out easily. But I decided not to. What mattered was not how she became interested in tattoos, but rather how she forged a closer connection with the subject.
Seo Ju-hwan slightly changed the direction of the question.
“You seem to be familiar with the types of tattoos. If that’s okay, can you tell me how many?”
“Yes? Why?”
“I am also interested in tattoos. I would like to try it once.”
“What? Hey, don’t.”
Woo Seo-yoon said firmly. He glanced back at her, taken aback by her unexpected words her. Then, Woo Seo-yoon shook her hand with a look of regret and said.
“Yeah, that tattoo stays on your body for the rest of your life. It is difficult to erase later.”
“… Isn’t that right?”
“So it’s not good to impulsively get a tattoo. Many people regret it later. I don’t know if it has any special meaning.”
Seo Joo-hwan nodded his head, saying yes, but also felt a sense of wonder.
‘I’m surprised. I thought you’d like it.’
I had no intention of getting a tattoo in the first place. I was just saying this to draw attention to her tattoo fetish.
However, contrary to expectations, Woo Seo-yoon was adamantly opposed to tattoos. Was that cool? She went on with her unsolicited words of her.
“There are a few people I know who get tattoos and regret it.”
“Okay?”
“Yes. I like the tattoo itself, but it seems that there are various things that make me uncomfortable. Why, public perception is so bad.”
“Is it? I know you’ve improved a lot these days.”
“People of my generation think so. Most of the older generations than us think that tattoos are bad at all. That’s why they say that if it is revealed on the outside, it is also at a disadvantage when it comes to getting a job.”
“Well, in the older generation, tattoos were a symbol of gangsters.”
Gangsters in Korea and Yakuza in Japan wore many tattoos for the purpose of intimidating their enemies. Therefore, most of the types of tattoos were scary-looking figures such as dragons, tigers, and goblins. For that reason, in Korea, the perception that a tattoo is a symbol of a criminal was prevalent throughout society.
However, in recent years, society has become more open and perceptions have begun to change, centering on the younger generation, due to the media exposure of celebrities with tattoos. But that’s only part of it. Even in the younger generation, there was still a tendency to view tattoos in a negative light.
“If you really want to try it, try getting henna first instead of getting a tattoo.”
“Henna?”
When I asked for a word I had never heard before, a detailed explanation followed.
“To put it simply, henna is a relatively easy-to-remove tattoo. Because tattoos are when you prick a needle and put dye under the skin? That way, cells can’t break down the dye, so it remains permanently. If you want to erase it later, you have to do laser treatment, but then it costs a lot of money and is painful to erase.”
“Does henna come off easily?”
“Yes. Henna is dyed on the outer surface of the skin, so it disappears on its own over time. It comes off with dead skin cells.”
Professional knowledge was felt.
Seo Joo-hwan nodded his head as if he was amazed at the information he had heard for the first time.
“There is such a thing. If it’s your first time doing it, henna is better than tattoos.”
“Or some tattoo stickers. Have you tried attaching a platter in the past? You can think of it as such.”
Woo Seo-yoon continued to chatter. I thought it was a mistake because I was against tattoos, but it was a simple misunderstanding. Woo Seo-yoon, who was speechless once, explained the types of tattoos by saying terms he had never heard of, such as new school, old school, irezumi, and line work.
Seo Joo-hwan listened to unfamiliar words with one ear, let them out with the other, and used the item internally.
‘Use of pheromone gas.’
[Increases the libido of people within a 3m radius by two stages.]
[Increases the sexual sensitivity of the body by one level.]
[It lowers the level of consciousness by gender.]
Even when the item was used, there was no significant change in Seoyoon Woo’s facial expression. But the status window doesn’t lie. Her libido her, which she stayed at C, went up to B.
This is where items can help. From now on, you must overcome her to the best of her ability.
‘I think it’s possible.’
Woo Seo-yoon had a crush on him from the beginning. Of course, it was more of a fan feeling for the writer ‘Seo Hwan’ rather than a crush on a member of the opposite sex, but through the last few weeks of meeting, the fan feeling has turned into a personal intimacy.
Seo Joo-hwan looked at her chatter and said admiringly at her.
“You know more than I thought. Isn’t that almost an expert level?”
Woo Seo-yoon shook her hand.
“Ah, not quite like that. It’s just that I have a tattoo artist among my older sisters.”
“Oh, do you know anyone like that? Then I would like to investigate the data.”
“Research?”
“Yes. Apparently, there are many more vivid and fun cases to hear about from experts rather than searching on the Internet. When I write contemporary stories, I tend to get interviews.”
“Do you do that? You are great.”
“What. I was just lucky.”
Woo Seo-yoon glanced at Seo Ju-hwan with new eyes. How many people are interviewing themselves to write a web novel? Come to think of it, he said that he interviewed current officers and noncommissioned officers when he wrote ‘The Barracks Life of a Regressor’. I am currently broadcasting the ‘Retired Idol Healing Broadcast’, which I am currently using, to maintain a sense of reality.
He must have had a reason to write well.
Woo Seo-yoon, instead of her shallow envy, a sense of respect came up. She was still jealous, but she also had a positive thought that she should try harder as well.
As she thought about it, she met Seo Joo-hwan’s eyes in her. Suddenly, the car in front stopped at a traffic light.
He called his name
“Seo Yoon-ah.”
“Yes?”
Woo Seo-yoon was embarrassed and stuttered her words.
‘What is this guy that makes me feel so dirty?’
I don’t think my personality or behavior is like that, but the atmosphere is different, so my eyes keep going. The sight of his collarbone his peeking through his undone shirt made him salivate.
‘He’s a bad boy. It’s perfect for a decadent male lead. In terms of development, if I close my eyes here.’
It’s time for a kiss to come along with a smile that seduces women. After casually kissing her, he plays with people with an ambiguous smile as if he knows or doesn’t know…….
‘Ah, this man’s delusion. What if I’m not the female lead?’
Woo Seo-yoon, who had fallen into a momentary delusion, sighed and took a small breath. In fact, Seo Ju-hwan’s face was getting closer. He stretched out his arms toward his face her. Woo Seo-yoon, who was trying to close his eyes her as a reflex, blinked when he saw his arm her crossing his face her.
Seo Ju-hwan clicked his tongue and said.
“Are you still not wearing a seatbelt? It always hits me when I get in the car.”
“Oh sorry.”
Seo Ju-hwan’s hand his, who had approached, fastened his seat belt and withdrew. Woo Seo-yoon calmed his surprised heart and looked in front of him again.
‘I think he’s doing this on purpose.’
Woo Seo-yoon was the type to be proud of himself for being quick-witted. From her point of view, Seo Joo-hwan was playing tricks on her. You can just say it in words. If this wasn’t a trick, Seo Joo-hwan was the kind of person who unconsciously flirted.
While she was thinking about Gingamin, Seo Joo-hwan was talking to Lucy.
‘Not now.’
[Is that so? I think he would have accepted it even if we kissed him just now.]
‘I should have accepted it. He has a crush on me and his libido His is on the rise.’
From his point of view her, Woo Seo-yoon was in a state where it was easy to push. However, the effect of the item does not last forever. Considering her personality her, this was adequate, as long as she wasn’t going to trip before she got out of the car.
‘I’m glad if it goes well, but I could be awkward or wary. It’s better to run all at once.’
[Okay. The owner has changed a lot too.]
‘Yes?’
[It might be because of items, skills, or talents, but basically, you’ve become very good at dealing with women.]
‘Is it?’
[Think of the owner when I first met you.]
‘Haha…….’
Seo Joo-hwan smiled awkwardly on the inside while talking to Woo Seo-yoon with a calm face on the outside.
“Seo Yoon-ah, have you decided on a subject for the Nobel Dice contest? It starts in ten days.”
Now, thanks to his ‘acting’ talent of her, it was no longer a job to say things differently from the outside. Woo Seo-yoon let out a sigh and shook her head as if she didn’t feel any discomfort at all.
“No, I’m worried because I can’t come up with a suitable subject.”
“Still? You should prepare soon.”
“I know yeah. I wrote so much that I can’t think of anything fresh. If it doesn’t work, I’d like to just use it with a familiar taste…….”
Woo Seo-yoon frowned at her as if he was not very reluctant. She liked to try new things. Such stubbornness is also the reason why her readers her look forward to her work her every time. Her greatest strength has always been to capture new changes and freshness within the genre of romance, which has limited subject matter and composition.
Seo Joo-hwan threw what she was secretly thinking about to her who was in trouble.
“How about writing a tattoo as a subject?”
“… Tattoos as the main?”
Seoyoon Wu opened her eyes wide. Could she have never thought of it before? She’s interested in tattoos, so she figured she’d thought about it at least once.
Seo Joo-hwan asked curiously.
“She never thought about it? I know it’s been quite a while since tattooed characters appeared in your novels.”
“That’s it… She has so many things she wants to write, I don’t think she’s even thought of that. It’s been a long time since I’ve been thinking about a material like this.”
“Oh yeah…”
Seo Joo-hwan nodded her head with her shy expression.
It wasn’t for any other reason, but rather because the material never dried up, so she didn’t think of it. She might have thought that if the other writers had heard of it, she was deceiving. It’s hard to come up with a single material, so after writing a few works, you even hear the sound of self-replication.
He promised again.
‘You will definitely get it, imagination.’
A talent that has been given several chances, but was not obtained through a game of probability. As I listened to Woo Seo-yoon’s words, my desire for that talent grew even more.
Seo Ju-hwan looked at Woo Seo-yoon, who had fallen into a world of his own. She was muttering something of her own with her troubled eyes.
“It is also possible to reduce the proportion of romance a little and to preserve the professional taste… Namjoo as a tattooist No, the female lead would be better… Covering burn scars with tattoos… Conversely, there are also episodes where you regret getting a tattoo prematurely…….”
She laughed out loud as she watched it. Are you already forming a framework just because you’ve decided on a material?
Seo Ju-hwan turned the steering wheel and spoke to Woo Seo-yoon. She’s sorry, but before she arrived she needed to cut off her thoughts.
“Seo Yoon-ah.”
“The background of the work is… Which one is more…….”
“Seo Yoon!”
“Uh, huh? Ah.”
Woo Seo-yoon, who had come to her senses her, looked at him with her embarrassed eyes and apologized with her blushing face her.
“I’m sorry, Joo-hwan. It’s like this sometimes when I think about it once. Oh, embarrassing. Didn’t I look like a crazy bitch a while ago?”
My face her reddened from embarrassment.
Seo Joo-hwan smiled and shook his head.
“It looks good, but what? Rather, I’m sorry I interrupted you.”
To a stranger, he would have looked like a crazy bitch, but as a writer, he was admirable. It was a great talent to be able to fall into your own world as quickly as I did without using a blessing.
“Rather than that, did you decide on the material?”
“Yes. It’s a field I know well, and I think it’s good to have an unnie who knows just as you said. Thanks to you, I decided on the subject before it was too late. Thank you.”
“If you’re really grateful, buy me a meal.”
“Of course. I’ll buy you something delicious later.”
“No, today.”
“… Uh?”
“Let’s eat today.”
Woo Seo-yoon is taken aback by the sudden remark.
Seo Joo-hwan smiled harmlessly in the world and added his words to his.
“He said he would save the material. I think I can help you a bit. What do you think?”
“Ah, let’s talk while eating?”
“Yes. I’ll help you set up. If you don’t like it, just eat.”
Woo Seo-yoon pondered for a while and eventually nodded. Originally, the setting tends to be made by myself, but if the opponent is ‘Seo-hwan’, the story is different. I wanted to see how he made the settings.
Seo Joo-hwan smiled and said.
“Then shall we turn to the nearby food alley?”
“Oh, I’m sorry, but can I come home for a minute? I forgot to make a reservation for today.”
At the same time as Woo Seo-yoon’s words, a message came to mind.
[Powerful luck on sex intervenes.]
After seeing the message, Seo Ju-hwan immediately nodded and asked inwardly.
‘Lucy, does this mean that I’m lucky to be going to Woo Seo-yoon’s house right now?’
[I think so too.]
‘Okay, I’m here. This is today’s angle.’
The blessing that had been quiet all day began to work.
