Chapter 190: Seo ji woo is confused

Seo Ji-woo’s image of America was quite terrifying.

In her mind, America was a place where gangs secretly dealt drugs while armed with guns, shot at other gangs selling drugs in the same area, occasionally clashed with authorities like the police or FBI resulting in casualties, and children who witnessed these casualties grew up to become gangsters, forming a cycle of hatred between gangs and law enforcement, with gunshots ringing out every night…

In fact, she thought of America itself as one giant Gotham City.

Though she didn’t show it, every time someone with a suspicious appearance came near her, Seo Ji-woo would flinch and cling closer to Hayoon.

Seo Ji-woo was small-bodied to begin with, and America had many large people.

She was constantly worried that she might get kidnapped in an instant.

However, the sound Seo Ji-woo heard on her second night at a hotel in LA wasn’t gunshots, but…

“Hot, hng! Haa!”

Loud and lewd moans.

‘Wow, crazy…’

She tried to force herself to sleep, but the Westerners’ lovemaking was quite intense.

Hayoon and Seo Ji-woo had tacitly agreed to go to sleep right after the first moan was heard, and it was around 10 PM when they lay down in their respective beds.

The digital clock on the vanity shelf was approaching 12, showing 11:53 PM, but…

‘Do they usually go on for that long?’

There was no sign of it ending, and Seo Ji-woo, her imagination running wild, listened intently to the sounds coming from the next room.

Seo Ji-woo lacked experience, but not knowledge.

She had seen her fair share of audiovisual materials.

So, based on those memories, she was reconstructing the lovemaking scene unfolding in the next room in her mind…

“Ugh…”

Suddenly, Seo Ji-woo flinched at a sound coming from the bed right next to her.

It seemed Hayoon hadn’t been able to sleep either.

Of course, unlike Seo Ji-woo, Hayoon seemed to regard the moans from the next room merely as a form of noise pollution, letting out a sigh that sounded stressed.

She considered going next door to complain, but remembering this was America, she couldn’t muster the courage.

Hayoon was also scared of guns.

And so, with Hayoon quietly falling asleep…

Seo Ji-woo, after cautiously observing, also closed her eyes, but…

“Nghak, haeu…”

The persistent sounds suggestive of intense lovemaking made it impossible for Seo Ji-woo to fall asleep.

In fact, Hayoon, having often spent nights at local accommodations for cosplay and such, had frequently experienced this kind of noise pollution from couples in adjacent rooms.

So, while she cursed inwardly, she was somewhat used to it and fell asleep quickly. But Seo Ji-woo was not.

This was her first time experiencing such a situation.

Feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness, she squeezed her eyes shut and listened intently… Seo Ji-woo finally fell asleep around 3 AM.

‘Wow, this is really crazy…’

The next day.

Seo Ji-woo woke up, washed, and got ready to go out, but she couldn’t forget the scene from last night.

The sweet moans from last night still seemed to echo in her ears.

The traces of the intense lovemaking Seo Ji-woo had heard while Hayoon was asleep were shocking.

Her face still felt flushed.

“Ji-woo, let’s go get breakfast soon. Mr. Jonathan will be waiting.”

“Ah, okay…!”

She responded cheerfully to Hayoon’s call to go for breakfast, adjusted her shoes, and stepped out of the hotel room.

And then, Seo Ji-woo linked arms with Hayoon and stood in front of the elevator.

She was sticking close to Hayoon, worried she might get kidnapped if she wandered off alone…

– Beep-boop.

Suddenly, the door lock of the hotel room right next to the elevator disengaged, and the door opened.

“…!”

A shiver ran down Seo Ji-woo’s spine.

The direction of that sound was close to the source of the moans Hayoon had so despised.

It meant it was the room right next to Hayoon and Seo Ji-woo’s.

“Me lo pasé bien anoche. Las manos ásperas son fantásticas.” (I had a good time last night. Rough hands are fantastic.)

As Seo Ji-woo expected, the door to the next room opened, and a woman talking to someone came out.

And that woman was…

“…!”

Incredibly tall.

Taller than Hayoon.

A healthy-looking woman with brown skin, seemingly 180 cm tall, wearing only jeans and a white crop top, came out smiling warmly.

“Ni se te ocurra pensar en ello esta noche.” (Don’t even think about it tonight.)

Behind the brown-skinned Latina woman, a white woman with pale skin walked out.

Unlike the woman who seemed to be 180 cm, she was small, appearing to be under 160 cm.

However…

‘Huh…?’

Suddenly, Seo Ji-woo had an absurd thought.

Last night, incredibly intense moans had echoed…

Why were only two women coming out of that room?

Had the man not come out yet?

If not…

‘Gasp…!?’

Did those two have a relationship between women?

Why?

Isn’t it usually a man and a woman?

Or not?

Is it actually standard for women to be with women?

Seo Ji-woo felt her established sexual norms twisting.

Perhaps, what she knew wasn’t the standard after all…

She had such thoughts…

“Ummm…”

The Latina woman, approaching Hayoon and Seo Ji-woo to take the elevator, glanced at Seo Ji-woo, who was clinging tightly to Hayoon, and let out a faint smile.

Even if they didn’t speak the same language, she could read the atmosphere.

It was as if she was saying, “You too?”…

‘What do you mean, “you too”? What on earth?’

Seo Ji-woo was dumbfounded.

She had no idea what this woman was thinking, looking at her.

Seo Ji-woo, as if not understanding, turned her head and clung even tighter to Hayoon. From behind her, another meaningless laugh erupted.

It felt strange.

After breakfast, Hayoon and Seo Ji-woo took Jonathan’s car to the showcase venue.

They didn’t forget to wear the “Guest” necklaces that identified them as officially invited individuals.

“Alright, day three in America. Second schedule. Today, the advertiser specially invited us to the Z Tab showcase event, so I came with Lucy.”

Hayoon continued her commentary smoothly.

This time, just like at Disneyland, she alternated filming Seo Ji-woo and Jonathan Woo, and then she held the camera herself, moving around and filming videos explaining the various colors, frames, and grip of the Z Tab.

After all, this was a showcase venue visited only by somewhat vetted personnel.

There wouldn’t be any desperate individuals who would snatch a camera during filming, so she started moving around freely.

‘This way, Ji-woo can also explore comfortably.’

And Hayoon was doing this for Seo Ji-woo’s sake as well.

Hayoon had to film anyway to show goodwill to the advertiser, but if Seo Ji-woo was nearby, she would also feel self-conscious and have to cover her face frequently.

She had moved away on her own to prevent such a situation.

“If you look here, the camera lens is significantly larger than the previous model, right? This Z Tab has an upgraded camera, so while it’s not as good as a flagship smartphone…”

Hayoon recited the contents of the script she had memorized after receiving it through Jonathan Woo, playing the role of an influencer.

Hayoon believed that one of the strengths of Min Hayoon, the CEO of BGG Company, was her own appearance when explaining and advertising products like this.

If someone with good looks also possessed professional knowledge, such requests would come in frequently in the future, so she had no choice but to work even harder.

“Oh, look over there. The demonstration is just starting. The promotional virtual avatar that our company’s design team leader and I made…”

On a giant TV panel set up in a corner of the exhibition hall, the promotional virtual avatar created by Hayoon and Choi Arin was moving and making various comments in Korean, English, and Latin.

The voice actor hired this time was said to be a language major, and even Hayoon, a non-major, could tell that her pronunciation was quite polished.

“Haaaah… It’s over.”

And so, Hayoon, having finished the first day’s schedule at the showcase, returned to the hotel exhausted.

And at the hotel she returned to…

“Euheung… Haeu…”

She fell asleep, tormented by moans, and Seo Ji-woo, again, had a restless night, listening with keen interest.

The next day was the day to go film the home appliance showcase.

Hayoon once again acted independently, reducing Seo Ji-woo’s burden, and also fulfilled her duties as the CEO of BGG Company.

And when night came again.

“
!
!
!”

This time, curses could be heard, but the endings were quite high-pitched.

Though they were curses, what came from the next room today was a chain of pleasure-filled moans.

Hayoon grumbled again and forced herself to sleep, and Seo Ji-woo spent another day tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

And after another day passed, a rest day spent experiencing the hotel’s internal facilities and enjoying a hotel vacation…

“It’s beach day!”

Seo Ji-woo shouted with joy.

Today and tomorrow were days for playing at an LA beach.