Chapter 194 – 194. It’s Not Fun Because It’s a Place You Like! It’s Fun Being With Someone You Like! Let’s Say I Love You to the Owner Who Is Happy Just Hanging Out Together!
The touch of small, soft hands that can be felt clearly.
Coming out of the undersea tunnel, I realize that I am happy all over again.
Tilt your head slightly and see my happiness.
Sylvia felt her gaze and faced me.
She’s just making eye contact with her, which I found amusing to her as well.
Sylvia smiled as if her flower buds were blooming.
Hehe.”
“Kuk.”
When she laughed, I unknowingly laughed along.
The laughter continued all the way to the next destination.
We held hands and talked as we walked together.
“Sylvia, did you originally like sea creatures?”
“Um~ I like it if you like it. Not much though.”
“Uh? Yes?”
It was a somewhat stern answer.
Sylvia looked at me blankly, then she continued.
“If I had to measure… Is it normal? Yes, I like it normally.”
“It is normal. Isn’t that a lot of fun?”
“Puhh. I came with someone I like, and it’s natural to have fun.”
Explaining the reason, she smirked like a mischief.
Every time she does this, I am startled.
You have to be quite lovable, your heart beats fast and you feel embarrassed.
“… Aren’t you ashamed?”
“… Boo, even if you are shy, you can bear it.”
It is a sensibility that is difficult for me to understand why he is so honest while enduring embarrassing things.
Well, the important thing is that the proud figure with the chest stretched out and the shy red face is lovely and cute.
Even though I knew that a place called an aquarium existed like this, I thought this place had nothing to do with me.
‘No. I lived so hard that I couldn’t even think of that.’
Rising past.
When I was in elementary school, there were times when I went to see a zoo or a museum as a group at the school level.
After my mother, who was the only one in my life, left first, I wanted something to live for.
Every day, like weeds, wild animal filth and all sorts of trash were growing in an old, narrow house in a backwater neighborhood, and all sorts of despair came.
The sound of fighting and swearing at each other with sharp voices, the sound of crying children, the noise of frequent construction, and even the crying of wild animals, the owners of stinking dung in the vicinity.
Living there, I never said it, but I was sure that my life would not be happy.
Thinking of her mother who had passed away first, she would at least try for happiness, but she was confident that she would experience greater misfortune, despair, and hardship than the happiness she would gain through that effort.
And the predictions weren’t wrong.
I lost a family member, and the only acquaintances I had were a group of miserable people.
A non-mainstream Protestant preacher who said that depending on the amount of donations in proportion to the property, a larger house and more servants can be received in heaven.
‘It was a strange sound. Did a person with 1 million won give 900,000 won to be rewarded 90 times more than a person with 1 billion won 10 million won? Arguing that it is wise to invest in the next world, saying that it is only a small amount in this world anyway, was a scam that no one would fall for… ‘
A person belonging to ‘New Heaven’ who strongly recommends faith to me.
‘I don’t have a bad personality, but I was persistent. We only had one fight together at an event. Are they still going there?’
Low ratings of multi-level companies.
‘Eco-friendly daily necessities that are automatically paid every month… I almost signed up.’
A person who rolls up all his wealth with stocks, puts money back into stocks whenever he has money, attracts people around him, and makes them wash the dishes.
‘Does he still want to stock? I used to smoke two packs of cigarettes a day, but I think I will continue to smoke them even now. Couldn’t they have been beaten to death by the people who washed the dishes?’
A shaman who says that my life will go up and down for the rest of my life and wants to do an exorcism.
A fortune teller who speaks more than the shaman.
Other than that, there were other people who were bizarre.
When I moved my base to drive them out of my life, there was really nothing left for me.
Even though I had built new relationships, I was hesitant to make deeper connections with people.
Getting closer, being disappointed, quarreling, reconciling with difficulty, becoming precious, getting farther away, or losing things just thinking about it is disheartening.
Desire is the disappearance of most of the emotions.
I don’t know when that happened.
It seems that the mind is exhausted due to emotional consumption that is close to overwork.
However, reason did not take it seriously.
There is no agitation from the heart, only the head wonders if this is a problem.
In the end, the situation was abandoned.
The routine of life has become mechanical.
Earn minimum money, eat minimum meals.
He spends his spare time reading a novel, which is his hobby, like a habit, and then falls asleep.
A life that doesn’t seem alive.
I am not interested in anything, so my thoughts are dry.
The people around me, who had a new shallow relationship, saw me like that and recommended various things.
But I only felt very little hassle.
‘It seems like my desire is diminishing little by little every day, so I thought that someday I would lose the will to live, and one day I would suddenly impulsively end my life, but it wouldn’t matter if that happened, I thought about things like that… ‘
That life changed overnight.
My master, who is the most beautiful in the world both subjectively and objectively.
Sylvia ignited the emotion called desire in me.
Her heart, which had been as dry as her desert, turned colorful as it connected with her through her contract magic.
It has been revitalized.
Her feeling of being romantic here and now, and feeling her happiness are all thanks to her being by her side.
I look at her with gratitude, preciousness, and love greater than the sum of the two.
Slightly waving her clasped hands.
It’s so cute and pretty that you’ll be blown away by just looking at it.
It was probably a coincidence that the magic pinpointed me, but I want to believe it was fate.
Because it’s more romantic that way.
Open your mouth and say what you think.
“Sylvia.”
“Yes.”
“I love you.”
“!?”
When Sylvia heard the sudden words, she started to panic.
In an instant, her blushing face, her eyebrows quivering up at the ends, her lips lingering and hesitating.
In the end, her head was lowered so that it was difficult to see her expression, and only her voice flowed out in a small voice.
“… Me too.”
I also bowed my head and questioned her.
“You also? What are you?”
Sylvia trembled and barely answered.
“I love you too.”
A feeling of satisfaction that cannot be expressed in words.
Really how are you so cute
I smiled and said.
“Why are you so shy when you talk nicely when you’re being served at night?”
“… Oops It was difficult even then.”
“Yes? Hmm. If it was difficult, should I give you a prize?”
I had a dirty play from Earth in mind.
Sylvia didn’t know what it was, but she seemed to be greedy.
She took a gulp and expressed it clearly.
“… I’d love to give it to you.”
I burst out laughing.
Step into the destination you have arrived before you know it.
“Enjoy the viewing for now, look forward to later.”
“… Must do!”
“Yes.”
Sylvia frowns as she strokes her hair covered in her hat.
“Ugh, it looks like you’re wearing a hat for nothing.”
“Puff.”
Then, a voice came through the speaker.
Was a curator.
[Hmm! From now on, let’s meet the wonderful friends of our beautiful sea village, manatees.]
“Ike, have you started?”
“Yeah, but I think I just started.”
We trotted to the venue.
Even in the midst of that, we walked without taking our hands off, and those who saw our silver hair and perfectly proportioned bodies couldn’t concentrate on the concert hall and glanced at us.
The performance has just begun.
[Now everyone, please welcome the aquarist with applause.]
A diver appeared, swimming outside the viewing glass.
Was an aquarist.
The mood of the audience is lifted.
Ooh-
Clap clap clap clap!
Actively reacting to enjoy the performance.
Sylvia and I clapped our hands together and laughed.
[Our aquarist appeared very cool. Everyone, shall we wave and say hello to the aquarist who appeared nicely?]
“”Hello~””
As the young visitors in the closest position waved their hands, Aquarius, who was diving, waved at them.
“There are many children.”
“Child… Hmmmm.”
Sylvia cleared her throat at what she was thinking.
The curator’s amplified voice continues.
[Now, if you look closely at the back, you can see the manatee friends slowly approaching, right?]
Indeed, I saw a large creature with a body like a smooth rock.
A marine creature similar to a dugong.
It was a manatee.
[Right here, Beautiful Sea Village is named after those manatee friends. Do you see how many Manatee friends there are?]
It was an easy question.
Because there were three large bodies that could never be seen through the glass.
Perhaps the children shouted competitively.
“”Three, three.””
[Yes, it is. I have three friends. They are called Areumi, Downi, and Love, respectively. Isn’t that a pretty name?]
“”Yes!””
“Puhuh, it’s a beautiful love.”
“Kuh, do you really like me?”
It was a performance geared toward children, but she enjoyed the world.
[The three friends are actually family! The tallest friend on the left is his father, Down. On the right is her mother, Areum. And the little friend in the middle is her daughter, Love. What is your daughter’s name?]
“”Love~””
Sylvia, who took the opportunity, looked at me and said.
“Hehe, it’s love.”
“Yes love, I heard it too.”
They giggled as they dared to say Manatee’s name to each other.
[Now, the aquarist takes something out of his pocket. It’s food I’ve just prepared, huh? The shape—it’s not fish, it’s vegetables!? Surprisingly, manatees are vegetarians that eat things like cabbage, sweet potatoes, and bok choy… ]
“Eat!”
“Isn’t that old man getting eaten too?”
The aquarist handed over the food incessantly.
The curator made a fuss and gave a brief summary of the description of the manatee’s ecology.
The performance I saw with the children reacting roaringly against the quiet window was over in less than 10 minutes, but it was very enjoyable.
Even with the voices of a considerable number of people, the atmosphere surrounding us was somehow calm and cozy.
Sylvia and I left the aquarium after enjoying plenty of other performances.
There was still plenty of time before nightfall, so we were going somewhere else to play, but someone stopped us.
“Uh, are you by any chance Yoosung?”
