episode_0098
by fnovelpiaIn the end, this bitch knew nothing about what happened all night, so it was up to me to remind her from start to finish.
At first, he had a calm attitude and refused to believe it, but when he saw me not losing my sense of liberation even after the story was over, he lowered his head as if he had faith.
I don’t know if it was because of guilt, or just shame for being drunk and behaving in an indecent manner, but in any case, it seemed clear that there was no longer any doubt about its authenticity.
After a moment of silence, Hazel spoke first.
“······I did that.”
“Well, but why on earth were you drunk…? You haven’t even touched alcohol…”
The most important thing now is why this bitch was drunk. Knowing the reason can help prevent something like this in the future.
I need to put even more effort into prevention. Because if this bitch gets loose, I won’t be able to control it on my own.
“Haa···. Iknow, right. I’m dizzy and can’t even move my head.”
“Well, it’s not urgent… ! Don’t overdo it… .”
Hazel says she has a headache. How dare I force her to answer. All you have to do is avoid alcohol until you find out the cause, so let’s hold off on interrogation for now.
“Well, I understand. By the way, are you okay?”
“I feel nauseous… . Rather, my body… .”
The hangover had already passed by the time the sex was over, so I didn’t feel much of a hangover right now, but I still felt nauseous and wanted to urinate because I drank too much.
But what’s even more painful than that is that the muscles in your entire body are not just cramped, they’re sore, and it feels like every part of your body is screaming for help.
This is not a metaphor, I really don’t even have the strength to lift a spoon.
“Do you want to go to the bathroom?”
“Yes… .”
“I’ll take you there.”
After confirming my intention, Hazel stood up without delay and lifted me up from where I was lying down.
Hazel seemed to have a pretty bad hangover just like me, but the incredible strength that broke the albino’s ribs with one kick didn’t go anywhere, so she was able to easily lift me up.
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With Hazel’s help, he managed to empty his bladder before it burst, then carried him back down to the first floor and sat at the dining table.
Hazel sat me down at the table and went straight to the kitchen and started rustling to make food.
It seems like I’m preparing lunch, but I hope it’s spicy food that can be used as a hangover. I’m already on an empty stomach after drinking too much, so I feel like I’m going to die.
Although I took a hangover cure, in my experience, it was not very effective in the aftereffects of a hangover like this. I remember that drinking right after the drinking party was at least helpful.
That’s why right now I need some spicy food to warm up my stomach.
After Hazel put water in the pot, she took out a bag of ramen from the cupboard and put it in the sink, as I wanted.
As I absentmindedly smelled the ramen smell wafting from the kitchen, there was a bowl of delicious ramen sitting in front of me.
After serving me ramen, Hazel immediately started rummaging through the refrigerator as if she wanted to get something to eat.
“Do you have the strength to lift chopsticks?”
“Uh… . I think so.”
Before I saw the ramen, I didn’t even have the strength to lift a spoon, but with this delicious ramen in front of me, I was able to muster the strength to lift chopsticks.
-Drurling,
Soon Hazel also took out her own food from the refrigerator and sat down at the table.
I sat down holding a sandwich that looked very greasy at first glance, but I wonder if this bitch would feel okay after eating that.
“I don’t feel it… ?”
For the most part, I don’t care what Hazel does as long as it’s his own business, but the fact that there’s so much bacon and various sauces between the sandwiches is a visual that makes you wonder if your stomach will turn upside down if you eat that.
“For me, this is better for unwinding my stomach. What can I say… . Genetically?”
“Hereditary… Is this?”
The story about oil fields came back to a simple question about whether the sandwich was too greasy.
It was an incomprehensible situation, but since Hazel was clearly a different being from me, I decided to just ignore it.
“It’s a long story. Anyway, enjoy your meal.”
“Yes… .”
Hazel began eating quietly, taking a bite of the sandwich as if it was nothing, and then I picked up my chopsticks and slurped down a piece of spicy-smelling ramen.
In addition to the soup, various seasonings and vegetables were added, so the taste was like eating a proper dish rather than ramen.
It’s the second most delicious ramen I’ve ever had in my life. The first one, coincidentally, is to steal and eat what Jeong Jeong-ah cooked.
Of course, Jeong Jeong-ah doesn’t look after me now, so it’s obvious that if she does that again, I’ll end up in a blood clot.
-Weee thanks
While I was enjoying the ramen for a while, the vibrating sound of my cell phone came from behind me, interrupting my peaceful meal.
When I saw it ringing continuously, it was a phone call and not a simple message or notification.
“I’ll bring it to you.”
I tried to ignore it, thinking it wasn’t that important, but Hazel had already pulled out a wet tissue and was wiping her hands as she walked to the sofa.
The reason my phone is on the sofa is because that was where I last sipped a beer.
There, I was distracted by a dazzling kiss and it became a problem, and I ended up getting violently fucked all night long.
Well, it may seem unrealistic, but I think the kiss was probably the reason why Hazel, who had never even had a glass of alcohol, got drunk.
‘Alcohol’ is the only way to infiltrate Hazel. It is said that this year’s memory was cut off after the insertion, so the timing is roughly correct.
If this hypothesis is true, this year’s drinking volume is so insignificant that even beer should be measured in ml units, not cans. This doesn’t make sense based on common sense, so let’s leave it as a hypothesis for now.
While I was lost in thought for a moment, Hazel quickly handed me her cell phone before the call hung up.
“Here. It’s my mother’s phone.”
“Mom… ?”
Contrary to expectations, Hazel, who handed over the cell phone, did not return to the table and sit down. He stood close behind me, as if he was trying to eavesdrop on the call.
It wasn’t someone else’s phone call but my mother’s, and I wondered if I had to be monitored like this, but I had no choice but to answer it quickly because the call would be cut off if I didn’t answer it quickly.
“Hello… .”
[Haon, are you alive…? ?]
As soon as I answer the phone, I hear my mother’s voice shaking nervously.
He seemed genuinely worried about my life or death.
It seemed like he wasn’t really worried when we left at the hospital, but it seems like he couldn’t help but be worried because his son was being held captive by a bitch.
“Of course he’s alive… ?”
[Ah, thank goodness… . Are you eating well? Were you seriously injured?]
“What… . That’s right.”
In fact, my body is so damaged that I can’t even walk properly, and my cheeks are still swollen and red because Hazel slapped me, but that’s it… . It’s the same as usual.
More than that, Hazel is listening to the entire conversation, so it would be difficult for me to treat her like a dangerous person.
Of course, it is true that Hazel is a dangerous bitch. However, hearing this directly from the person concerned is another area.
[Um, is Hazel listening too…? ?]
My mother seemed to be worried about that as well, so she asked me again in a trembling voice.
“Yes, mother.”
And thanks to Hazel’s direct response, Mom was able to clearly realize that this bitch was listening to the conversation right next to her.
[Ahhh… . I see?]
“You don’t have to worry too much… . Mom, please treat me better than I thought.”
Of course, I am saying that I am doing better than my mother expects, but I am not saying that I am doing an absolute good job. I can’t say that I am doing this well when my body is so stressed that it is difficult to control it on my own.
[Uh, okay… . Than, are you free this evening? When I do, I want to have a meal with my dad too. This is why I called.]
“Uh… . Well, it’s a bit like that today… .”
Why eat out when you can’t even walk alone? Right now, I can’t even lie down in bed and sleep.
[okay? Do you have any plans today?]
“Eom… . That means… .”
When you first got the call, you said you were fine, but if you suddenly change your mind and say you can’t go out because you’re sick, your mom might start worrying again.
So come up with a good excuse… .
“No, there is none. Shall I see you later in the evening? Mother?”
Oh, fuck… .
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