Chapter 122: Different dreams

The afterparty ended without any major issues.

The atmosphere was amicable, and those who had met after a long time also had bright faces.

In a way, it was a natural thing.

Unless there were any personal problems, all of us were steadily drawing an upward-sloping graph in terms of broadcasting.

The Aeowo streamer battle was at the beginning of that upward-sloping graph, and it also became an opportunity to make us more solid.

It is an immutable truth that free food is always delicious.

Tex, who was roaring that he had won first place, was gently coaxed and ate Korean beef.

For this small body with a small stomach, Korean beef, which is small in quantity but tastes good, was the best.

It was clear that he had paid a higher price than expected, but Tex was indifferent.

He is definitely a generous person.

Seeing that he is running the dating front smoothly while also broadcasting, it seemed that the depth of his heart was different from mine.

He would basically have the yeoyu in his life.

Enough to lend his heart to others.

Although life has improved a lot, including the economic side, my heart is still not spacious enough to give a corner to others.

Tex has something I don’t have.

So I might have been jealous without knowing it.

The unconscious jealousy that came from a petty bowl caused a somewhat mischievous prank.

Even to a prank that could be considered rude, Tex only laughed without getting angry once.

It was truly a scene that showed the demeanor of an elder.

Now that he has entered his 30s, he must have thought that it was ambiguous to raise his voice over such a matter.

While continuing to think about that, I realized that I was recognizing myself as a 20-year-old woman, Lee Ji-eun.

Really naturally, unlike the old days when I was forcibly fitting my ego.

The hairy-legged man of a similar age to Tex became a beautiful, vibrant young lady with smooth and fair skin.

And now, a considerable amount of time had passed since that young lady had become, and I was more accustomed to the young lady’s body.

The strangely developed senses and the heavy weight of the chest felt every time I walked.

All of the great nature’s will that comes once a month.

I was lost in thought, wondering if I could adapt again if I returned to being a man here.

But that was only for a moment, I felt a soft pressure covering me.

“Uung…”

I turned my head and looked to the side.

Ryu-A was tossing and turning, and her arms and legs were on my body.

The pressure I was feeling now was due to the weight from her limbs.

This was also a familiar thing.

The day after the Switch party, it was like this.

The difference from that time is the location and the composition of the members.

I turned my head to the other side.

It’s Shi-young.

I wondered why she was sleeping here.

Not that there wasn’t that wide of a space for the three of us to sleep, but why necessarily?

As if proving that, Shi-young, despite being the tallest of the three of us, was lying down while occupying the smallest space.

It was safe to say that she was slightly crumpled, but even so, she was clean without any sleeping habits, which was in contrast to Ryu-A, who was putting her limbs on me now.

What is the reason why I was lost in thought in the first place.

What I faced as soon as I opened my eyes was this sight.

It was ambiguous to just squeeze in the middle and get out, so I was just sitting still and rolling my head.

Then what is the reason for having this sleeping arrangement?

I slowly traced back my memory.

First, the place I’m at now is my house.

The reason why I came to my house?

Because the afterparty and my house were the closest.

The circumstances in which I came with people, not just me alone?

-Let’s go to the 3rd round with just the girls, 3rd round.

The place is Ji-eun’s house~

That was because of Ryu-A, who was sleeping soundly next to me.

She was so excited that she decided on my house as the place first.

Papi Joa, who belonged to the female group, had never been to my previous studio apartment, let alone my house after the move, so she showed great interest.

I was tired at the time, so I agreed without thinking.

No, I might have judged that that was better.

2nd round or whatever, I could just rest comfortably if I just arrived at home.

The 3rd round that took place after arriving home.

It’s actually ambiguous to call it the 3rd round because we didn’t drink any more alcohol.

Because the homeowner was an alcoholic trash.

We just gathered in the living room and chatted, but the main topic was Papi Joa’s love story.

Starting from how she started dating Tex, how well he treats her now, and what the plans are for the future, the story continued.

Of course, such women’s talk was not my specialty, so I was just listening with a languid feeling.

It’s a story of a world that I’ve never experienced, so it’s fun just to listen to it.

Shi-young, like me, wasn’t very talkative, so she was just multteonggeorimyeo and occasionally added interjections, and Ryu-A naturally became the main person leading the story.

The 3rd round, which was held under Ryu-A’s leadership, ended faster than expected.

The reason is because Lee Ji-eun complained of fatigue.

In other words, I was sleepy.

That’s how it turned out, so I had to decide where to sleep, and my house had 2 rooms.

One is the broadcast room where I broadcast, and the other is the bedroom with a queen-size bed.

According to Ji-yeon’s opinion that she wanted to hug and sleep with her sister when she came to my house, there was only one queen-size bed.

And there is one small beanbag in the living room to lean on.

There is one sleeping bag in the broadcast room.

The sleeping bag was the result of a somewhat impulsive shopping.

When I was burning with romance for camping, I ordered it without knowing it.

When I belatedly came to my senses, the delivery had already started a long time ago.

In the end, the sleeping bag remained in the broadcasting room and occasionally served as my blanket.

There are four people, and one good sleeping place, the bed.

If we efficiently distribute the personnel, it seemed best to have one person in the sleeping bag, one person in the beanbag, and two people in the bed.

Of course, the worst of them would be the sleeping bag.

Compared to the fluffy beanbag, my back is a little sore because I sleep on the floor.

Of course, I’m used to it now, but if you think about it, the others aren’t guests in my house.

What kind of bad homeowner would call a guest and only give them a sleeping bag and tell them to sleep?

So I judged that it was right for me to sleep in the sleeping bag.

I’ve gotten used to it, and if you think about it, the others are guests in my house, aren’t they?

What kind of bad homeowner would call a guest and only give them a sleeping bag and tell them to sleep?

So I went into the sleeping bag and told them to distribute the beanbag and bed well among the three of them, but.

-Let’s put Ji-eun in first since she looks tired.

My opinion was lightly ignored, and I was forcibly put into the bedroom.

I even covered her with a blanket to warm her body, and the tired mind was cut off as it was.

When I woke up, it was like this.

If I dare to guess, it would have been decided that I and Shi-young would sleep in the bed.

I deliberately left the inner space empty while sleeping.

I left it open for someone to come in.

Shi-young, who had grasped my intentions, belatedly came in and took the inner seat.

Because of her personality, she would have slept while using the space as narrowly as possible so as not to disturb my sleep.

Then Ryu-A would have invaded later.

Seeing that she is sleeping on the outermost side now.

I slightly lifted my head and saw a sleeping bag lying on the bedroom floor as if to prove that my guess was correct.

The sleeping place must have been very uncomfortable.

Enough to chimbeomhae deureool into the bed like this.

Perhaps Ryu-A grew up preciously and has never slept on the floor.

Because sometimes there are.

People who can’t sleep on the floor.

“…”

Anyway, the whole story is like that, and now it was time to get up slowly.

Because my arms and legs were starting to get numb because I had been in the same position.

It’s okay when I’m sleeping, but there was no greater ordeal than this when I was awake.

I was wondering if I should wake up Ryu-A, who was next to me, let alone Shi-young.

-Knock knock.

A short knock.

And a moment later, the bedroom door opened.

“Are you all awake…?

Can I come in?”

It was Papi Joa’s voice.

She came in with a small voice and seemed a little embarrassed when she saw the bedroom.

“Why is Ryu-anim sleeping here…”

Soon, Ryu-A woke up at her gesture to wake her up.

Papi Joa, nice assist.

“Euheo…”

A voice that naturally came out with a cool feeling as if my stomach was cleared out.

Ryu-A, who was next to me, giggled and said to me.

“Ji-eun is like an old man.

My dad eats like that when he eats.”

Well, I was a former old man.

And it’s not polite to refrain from making such interjections while drinking this kind of soup.

“Is the liver okay?”

“It’s the best, it’s the best.”

I smiled and turned to Papi Joa, and gave her a thumbs up.

Late in the morning, Papi Joa rolled up her sleeves and took over my house’s kitchen for those who had a drinking party, and what came out was this dried pollack soup.

I don’t know when she went shopping, but she took out the dried pollack that wasn’t in my house’s refrigerator and set the table in the blink of an eye.

It smelled suspicious from the time the smell was rising, but this guy has great destructive power.

The soup is cool, so there’s nothing better than this for a hangover.

“Mollru-nim didn’t drink much alcohol, but you’re eating the most delicious?”

Come to think of it, that’s right.

Because I had made a fool of myself before, I couldn’t drink much alcohol.

There’s only a feeling that my stomach is a little empty, but I didn’t need to have a hangover separately.

Still, with this dried pollack soup, I can eat it deliciously without having to drink alcohol.

There’s nothing better than a clear soup for the first meal to start the day.

With that in mind, I said playfully.

“Papi Joa-nim, you can get married.

It’s too good to give to Tex-nim?”

“Mollru-nim really speaks like an old man.”

Is that so?

These days, I really speak according to the flow of consciousness, so there was a feeling that it was more like that.

I turned to Ryu-A to hear the opinions of the people around me, but she had a serious look.

Shi-young also seemed to be immersed in thought while stirring her spoon.

“Ji-eun, do you like people who are good at cooking…?”

Then the one word that Ryu-A spat out.

Do you like people who are good at cooking… of course.

“If you’re asking with a yes or no, it’s better to be good at it.”

When I used to drink alcohol often, I also thought that.

I hoped that someone would cook hangover soup for me every morning while holding my sore stomach.

It wasn’t for nothing that there was a saying “Make me soybean paste stew every morning” as a proposal line.

“I see, that’s how it is… um.

Cooking, it’s important.”

After hearing my answer, Ryu-A seemed to have made some kind of decision.

Is she thinking of learning to cook?

Cooking is not bad.

These days, everyone is good at it, regardless of men and women.

I even thought about learning a little.

I couldn’t always eat ganjang gyeran bap, and it seemed faster for me to learn directly than to find someone to cook for me every morning.

Papi Joa, who is in front of me, would be a good teacher.

She cooked the soup that made me think like this.

It wasn’t just me who had such thoughts, Shi-young, who was next to me, also opened her mouth.

“Can you tell me the recipe?”

Shi-young said that while looking at me slightly.

I felt a strange sense of camaraderie in that look.

You were thinking the same thing.

TL Note:
yeoyu – A Korean word meaning “leeway,” “margin,” “room,” or “space” (in various senses like time, money, or emotional capacity).
It can also imply a sense of relaxation or ease.
multteonggeorimyeo – (adverb) blankly, vacantly, idly, in a daze.
chimbeomhae deureool – to intrude/invade/trespass and come in.
ganjang gyeran bap – soy sauce egg rice. A simple Korean dish.