Ch.4747. Men Get Embarrassed Too

Needless to say, carrying a person on your back isn’t an easy task. Especially when that person is drunk and completely limp.

However, this strange pressure I’m feeling probably isn’t due to Hwa Nabi’s weight.

Without any exaggeration, a girl like her could be lifted with just one arm. I’m someone who can do shoulder presses with 30kg dumbbells, so how could I not manage this much?

“Huff…”

Yet here I am, struggling with such a light weight.

“…”

…There’s no point in explaining this in detail; I’d just end up looking like a weirdo. Let’s drop it.

Anyway, it had been about five minutes since this unavoidable contact with the ideal woman began.

With Hwa Nabi on my back, I carefully walked and finally reached the entrance of the VIP lounge.

Then, two men in black suits (probably staff) blocked my path.

“Sir, from here you need to show your access pass…”

The black suit’s mouth snapped shut mid-sentence. He had noticed the bracelet on my wrist and the one on Hwa Nabi’s wrist.

The black suits, momentarily flustered, mumbled something into the receivers in their ears.

“Two VVIPs entering.”

They parted to either side like it was rehearsed, clearing the way.

…What’s so special about these bracelets? It was a scene beyond my comprehension, but it felt awkward to ask about it as the person involved.

“What is this all about?”

Puzzled, I entered the VIP lounge. I was about to ask a staff member about using a room, but there was no need.

“I’ll escort you to your room.”

Before I could even look around the first floor of the lounge, a staff member suddenly appeared and offered to guide us to a VIP room on the second floor without any further questions.

“Ah, thank you.”

Inside the elevator heading to the second floor.

Watching the elevator doors slide shut, I thought to myself.

“Huff.”

From the staff’s perspective, some random guy they’ve never seen before just walked in carrying a VVIP on his back. And we’re not even wearing normal clothes—we’re both in swimsuits.

You’d think they might ask “What is your relationship?” But the staff member hadn’t said a single word to me the entire way.

If it were me, I wouldn’t have been able to contain my curiosity… Is this what you call professional work ethic? The staff at the VIP lounge clearly have a different standard of service.

…Or maybe not.

While I was muttering nonsense in my mind to ease the awkwardness, the elevator arrived at the second floor with a cheerful ding.

“Young master. Would you like me to show you to your room?”

…That’s an odd way to address me. Why “young master”? But I couldn’t just point that out, so I just nodded vaguely.

“No, that’s fine.”

“I understand. Please enjoy your time with the young lady.”

“Ah, yes…”

Strange. What the staff member said was clearly just a standard business phrase, nothing more or less. Yet why did it sound so suggestive to my ears?

It must be my imagination. Putting aside the uncomfortable feeling, I checked the black key card hanging around my neck.

“Room 2001.”

The fact that we were assigned room 2001 even though check-in time had long passed meant that there were no other guests besides us.

Though I was just confirming an obvious fact, my throat involuntarily gulped.

Don’t think strange thoughts. Just act normal… there’s no reason to be self-conscious, right?

Of course, we’re currently in the hotel’s VIP lounge, and there are no other guests on this floor except us.

“…”

Still, let’s not worry about it.

As I stood still for a moment to collect myself, Hwa Nabi, who was on my back, suddenly whined.

“Siwoo, why aren’t we moving?”

“I just needed to check something.”

“I’m tired, let’s go to the room quickly.”

She must be quite exhausted because she not only complained verbally but also tightened her arms around me, pressing herself closer.

The soft sensation pressing against my back made me involuntarily straighten my posture.

“Okay, got it.”

Room 2001 was at the end of the corridor. When I held the key card to the handle, the door opened with an electronic chime, and the room lit up.

And as soon as we entered, I froze.

“…”

Why is there only one bed again?

…Maybe because it’s a suite room. Though I was flustered inside, I first put on the provided slippers. Since I was just going to lay Hwa Nabi on the bed, there was no need to get slippers for her.

“You’re going straight to bed, right?”

It would be proper to shower after being in seawater, but how could someone who can barely stand shower? She’ll probably feel uncomfortable when she wakes up tomorrow, but what can we do? I can’t help her wash.

*Squeeze*

There was no verbal answer, but she tightened her arms around my neck, which seemed like an affirmative response. I laid Hwa Nabi on the bed and stood in front of her.

That’s when her attire caught my eye again.

A pink bikini swimsuit.

And in a hotel room, no less.

“……”

Somehow, I couldn’t keep looking. I shifted my gaze slightly to look at the distant mountains beyond the window. The distant mountains that couldn’t possibly be visible in the darkness.

Looking at something else entirely, I muttered.

“I’ll step out for a moment, so why don’t you change into something else?”

“No, I don’t want to change because it’s hot. I’ll sleep like this.”

Saying she’ll sleep in something that has the same coverage as underwear.

“You’ll catch a cold that way.”

“We can just turn on the heater.”

“That’s… true.”

That was quite a logical statement for someone who’s drunk. Is she not drunk after all? With that suspicion, I narrowed my eyes and looked at her, but Hwa Nabi just smiled faintly.

“Siwoo, come a little closer for a moment.”

“Why?”

“Just for a moment. It’ll only take a second.”

I couldn’t refuse her request, so I obediently approached her as she asked.

“A little closer.”

“If I get any closer, I’ll have to sit on the bed.”

“Then sit down.”

“…On the same bed?”

“What’s the big deal now? We slept together yesterday too.”

“That’s all fine, but… please don’t say things that others might misunderstand.”

Hwa Nabi, who had said something that would shock anyone who overheard, chuckled. The alcohol must be making her lose her sense of propriety.

“Why? It’s true. Isn’t it?”

“It’s problematic precisely because it’s true.”

Though we hadn’t done anything to feel guilty about, the circumstances alone were enough to cause misunderstandings.

People often suspect a relationship just because a man and woman are seen together, so what would they think if they heard we slept in the same room? Most would surely assume we went all the way.

“…”

So to avoid such misunderstandings, I needed to sleep in the designated accommodation tonight. If only Hwa Nabi was missing, I could somehow gloss over it, but if I was missing too, it would definitely be noticed.

So, I should put her to bed quickly and then slip away… but how?

“Siwoo, hurry up.”

“…Alright.”

There’s still plenty of time, so let’s think calmly. Hwa Nabi is heavily intoxicated right now, so if I humor her for a while, she’ll naturally tire herself out and fall asleep.

“There, I’m sitting. What is it?”

I sat down next to Hwa Nabi, near the headboard. Then,

“Yap!”

With a strange exclamation, Hwa Nabi’s finger poked my cheek. Bewildered, I muttered.

“…What are you doing?”

“You took too long to come over, so this is your punishment.”

“Who in the world gives punishment like this?”

“Here, me!”

“Are you perhaps not sleepy yet?”

“Why, do you dislike talking with me?”

“No, that’s not what I meant… Ah, never mind.”

If we’re going to have a conversation, I’d prefer to do it when the other person can think straight. Talking to someone who’s drunk and mumbling according to their stream of consciousness is just exhausting for the sober person.

As I was thinking about various things, my attention was drawn again to Hwa Nabi’s attire.

Pink bikini.

“…”

Looking at it, a fact suddenly occurred to me.

The swimsuit I gave to Hwa Nabi was a dark-colored monokini.

Which means this isn’t the swimsuit I bought her.

“Nabi, can I ask you something?”

“Yes, anything.”

“…You don’t need to answer everything, it’s simple. Why aren’t you wearing the swimsuit I bought you last month? You know, that one.”

“Ah… you mean that monokini?”

“Yes. Is there a reason? Did you not like the design perhaps?”

“No, I loved the design.”

Then there’s even less reason not to wear it. I was about to ask more questions when Hwa Nabi’s finger, which had been pressing on my cheek, fell away.

Then, changing form, her entire palm caressed my right cheek.

“So, I’m keeping it safe at home.”

“Why? That’s a waste.”

“…Siwoo, you really are clueless.”

“I’m clueless?”

Hwa Nabi calling me clueless was a common occurrence.

But this time, I had no idea why such a comment came out.

Wondering if I had said something strange, I was trying to recall our recent conversation.

Without any warning, Hwa Nabi’s hand, which had been caressing my cheek, dropped.

And after a moment of silence.

“Because I like it too much.”

“…Huh?”

“…I mean, I want to show myself wearing that only to you.”

Hwa Nabi said that with a face that had bloomed like a red flower.

“…Do you understand now?”

“…Uh, yeah. I get it.”

Suddenly, heat rushed to my face.

…Why? I unconsciously avoided Hwa Nabi’s gaze.

“You don’t seem to understand… By the way, did you drink too, Siwoo?”

“…No, I didn’t.”

“Then why is your face so red? Just like someone who’s been drinking.”

“What’s wrong with my face? It’s completely normal.”

“No, it’s not… It’s very red. Like someone who’s embarrassed, it’s completely red.”

“…I told you it’s not.”