episode_0015

Sitting in the car, I looked outside and saw a man standing in front of exit 7, looking around with a smartphone in his hand.

“…What the heck.”

Overall, his outfit was not too flashy. He wore a blazer, a scarf, and a black turtleneck underneath. His pants were jeans paired with suede loafers.

It was the kind of outfit I liked to wear casually. Yes, it was a nice and not overly flashy outfit. A clean and overall toned-down coordination.

“Damn, why is it the same?”

Everything was fine, but it overlapped too much with what I was wearing.

It was an unpleasant coincidence. Feeling the urge to change, I took out a gray wool coat from a separate shopping bag in the back seat.

I had bought it earlier and had taken it out separately in case it got cold.

After changing into the coat and stepping out of the car, our eyes met. It was either a ghostly timing or he was interested because of the expensive car.

The guy I made eye contact with looked surprised when he saw me, then smirked and started looking for the way to the underground parking lot. Sorry, but even though you can see exit 7 through the bars, you can’t just go straight there. You have to make a U-turn and come back through the entrance.

“Wow, I get it as soon as I see you.”

It was love at first sight. He gave off a vibe of a good-looking younger brother? He had broad shoulders and a good physique. Even if he were a man, he wouldn’t be seen as a loser, and he seemed like a pretty decent guy. Good physique.

The body is the most important factor in evaluating a person. A person with a lazy body has an overall lazy life. From that perspective, this guy seemed like a pretty decent guy. Shoulders visible above the jacket, a clear chest visible even under the black turtleneck, a waist size gauged by the belt, and legs that looked quite sturdy as the wind slightly pulled the pants along with it.

“How do I get there? I also drove here, but I didn’t know there was a parking lot here.”

“Go into the building next to you and go to the opposite exit.”

“Haha, your messages and tone are the same.”

Overall, he was handsome. If there was one thing that bothered me a bit, it was that he had the kind of appearance that too naive girls would like. If I were a man who grew muscles and didn’t hide my roughness, like a fierce beast, then this guy had a bit of a deer or horse-like feeling. His gentle appearance was not hidden.

I don’t like guys like this. To put it nicely, he’s a gentle guy, but to be blunt, he’s like a parasite.

After waiting for a while, the guy came towards my car at the entrance of the parking lot. Seeing that, I opened the car door and said, “What are you doing, get in.”

“Huh? Going somewhere else? I also drove here.”

“Isn’t my car more shabby than yours anyway? Stop being stubborn and get in.”

“Oh, okay. Should I drive?”

“If you don’t want to die, don’t touch the steering wheel of my car.”

“Hahaha, got it got it.”

Laughing sheepishly, he got in the passenger seat. Seeing that, I got into the driver’s seat, started the engine, and left the parking lot.

Since the payment was prepaid, we could leave without waiting.

Without saying a word, I drove towards a cheap hotel I rarely visited.

I didn’t want to spend money on a guy, but I also didn’t want to go to a cheap, shabby motel.

I didn’t like those places hygienically, and I couldn’t even order room service when I was lazy, which made me dislike them even more.

Having to carry wine and snacks separately when entering an accommodation was not a proper place for me.

In a place where even light drinking before falling asleep is difficult, who can truly sleep comfortably?

In reality, such places are not for sleeping but for sex.

There are low-grade sex rooms with practicality focused on sex beds, sex tables, and sex baths, devoid of any artistic sense.

There is no need to elaborate.

I dislike motels.

I dislike the uncomfortable feeling of my existence being invaded by such low-grade sex.

However, now that I have become a woman, I don’t want to go to an expensive, beautiful, and elegant hotel to satisfy the man I am with.

Therefore, it’s a cheap hotel.

No, it’s better to say that I’m going to a slightly upscale sex room.

I don’t want to have a one-night stand with a man in a hotel, so I decided not to think of it as a hotel.

“Come to think of it, we haven’t even exchanged names yet. I’m Kim Dojun, what about you?”

“Park…?”

The guy who was fidgeting in the car suddenly started introducing himself as if he had hit a traffic light for the first time.

Even though I had no intention of saying my name, the name Park Ayeong suddenly popped out of my mouth.

So naturally, as if I had the recognition of my own name, it came out of my mouth, and I was surprised, covering my mouth with one hand.

“Park…? Is that really your name…? Did I hear wrong?”

“It’s not Park Ayeong, it’s Park… No, don’t ask for my name.”

Damn, it feels like there’s something there.

It seems like I’m being forced by a curse to only reveal my name as Park Ayeong.

Since I didn’t want to reveal the forced name that I didn’t like, I changed the subject.

“Phew… Do we really need to exchange names?”

“Well, isn’t it better than not doing it? Well, for now~ isn’t it a relationship where the boyfriend wants it? Who knows, we might meet in the long run?”

His tone is annoying.

It seems like he noticed that I already have a boyfriend and is speaking in a way that implies that he knows.

That’s why people who are quick-witted are easy to talk to but annoying to deal with.

Without answering, I stepped on the accelerator as soon as the light turned green.

The guy who had been leaning towards me in the seat suddenly sat back quietly.

“You’re quite charming, you know? You look cute with a completely arrogant attitude, and your body is sexy.”

“Stop talking nonsense and just drive quietly as we agreed?”

“Driving tough but confident. Is this car a new model that came out? Was it a Roma? I was interested in it because it’s pretty, but I didn’t know someone had already bought it.”

“Interest is all you have.”

“Ahaha, usually that’s the case~ well, it’s a bit difficult for me to afford 3 billion for a car. I thought he might be a well-off person judging by the background in the photos, but I never imagined he would ride this.”

I feel him discreetly checking out my body.

No, he’s not checking out my body, he’s checking out my style or maybe my fingers.

It seems like he’s checking if I’m wearing a couple ring.

He checks if I’m wearing makeup, if I styled my hair, and finally, his gaze slowly examines the texture of my clothes.

“…Are you done checking?”

“Oh, sorry, sorry. But you’re really quick on the uptake, aren’t you? Or maybe you’re used to this kind of gaze.”

“Do I need to say it again? Done, checking?”

From the clothes they are wearing to the other person’s status, preferences, and personality, this woman is checking how sincerely she has dressed up today, including how much makeup she has on and how she styled her hair.

Even though I warned her not to do this familiar exploration, she immediately looks into whether I am someone familiar with this kind of exploration, showing that she is not a meek personality.

“It feels really strange. I’ve seen men do this kind of thing, but it’s the first time I’ve seen a woman do it. It’s not about pretending to be tough, it really feels tough.”

“Instead of talking nonsense, why don’t you quietly enjoy the view of the cars?”

“Isn’t she too cold? We’re about to have sex in a little while.”

She tightened her grip on the steering wheel with a determined expression.

When I slowly turned my head to glare at her, I saw a mischievous face looking back at me.

I want to poke her eyes with my fingers.

“Why? Isn’t this what we agreed on? And don’t you think this kind of conversation is necessary?”

“Conditions.”

“Ah~ I see, I see… But still, at least let me know your age. How old are you?”

Annoying.

I’m sure we discussed all the conditions before meeting, and I agreed to meet based on that, but she seems too eager for my information.

Or maybe this could be considered as her showing restraint out of consideration.

As a man, I can understand that.

Well, seeing a woman like her, I probably wouldn’t want to end it after just one meeting, so she probably wants to gather various information and build intimacy through conversation.

Maybe it’s okay to ask this much and go along with her rejection.

Glancing at her, she may agree to the rejection, but her eyes are filled with a firm determination to know my age.

Well, I guess it’s about my age.

“28.”

“2… Huh? What? 28?”

The tone of voice is truly unbelievable.

Without making eye contact, I can feel her gaze, so I turn my head slightly to see her conveying the disbelief through her expression.

“What the hell. What’s with that expression?”

“No… Do you really think it’s possible? That this appearance is 28?”

“…Shut up.”

I furrowed my brow at the undeniable statement.

As she said, even if I try to look at it favorably, I only look like I’m in my early 20s.

No, that’s only because my chest is slightly bigger, making me look a bit more mature.

It’s not like I have chubby cheeks or anything, but I somehow look strangely young.

If I don’t furrow my brow, I would definitely look cute and pretty.

It’s a confusing appearance.

Cute yet sexy, pretty yet innocent, and a bit provocative.

It’s a face where the impression changes with each expression.

However, it’s certain that no matter who looks at me, I definitely don’t look like I’m 28.

“No, really… Is it true? Are you lying about your age? What year were you born? I’m sorry, but I think I need to see your ID to believe it…?”

“If you mention my age one more time, I’ll run you over with the car.”

Whether she sensed my irritation from my tone and atmosphere reaching its limit, she doesn’t say anything more.

I can hear her muttering quietly that she doesn’t like looking younger than her age.

She seems to believe my answer and reaction about my age, but she seems amazed.

It’s annoying.

I feel like swearing is about to come out of my mouth.

“No, even if that’s the case… calling me ‘nuna’?”

In the end, the soliloquy that reached my ears makes my head feel like it’s being squeezed.

…Should I really finish all my business and then run her over with the car?

Not killing them, but making them suffer in the hospital for about three weeks should relieve the stress that is currently building up in real-time.

It seemed necessary to seriously consider for the sake of my mental health.