episode_0110

Truth game.

We expected it to be a good game where we could ask what we wanted to know through the game and create a strange atmosphere…

“When will the baby be born?!”

“Have you decided on a name for the baby?”

“Um, who between the two of you is more proactive… Hmm.”

Why are they all asking me? And why are all the questions like this? No, more importantly.

“Why does the bottle stop in front of me all the time!”

This is a scam. I don’t like this kind of attention!

If you want no comments, you had to down a glass of soju and beer in one shot at an amazing rate.

As a result, the beer that was downed for that reason is now three consecutive glasses.

In the end, an unexpected lager stepped in as a mediator.

“Hey, stop it. I’m getting drunk.”

“Oh, indeed. Am I the one who protects my wife?”

“Here comes the knight in shining armor.”

After turning the bottle away from me, this time the strange round of questioning strangely only targets the lager.

“Alright, explain! When will the baby be born?!”

“Explain, lager. What is the baby’s name?”

“So, um… is Godin more proactive?”

The lager had no choice but to down three consecutive glasses of beer and “ugh” while scratching his head.

“These women are crazy about sex.”

Upon hearing that, the group of ‘crazy about sex’ couldn’t just sit back and rose up in protest.

“How can you say such a thing! Cancel it!”

“Yeah, that’s right. I was just curious about the two of you having a second child!”

“Hmm, well…”

Suddenly, Dakota’s embarrassed expression and shyly flipping her hair caught my attention.

“What’s wrong with you. Were you really curious about the two of us having a child or just the act itself?”

“Is that what everyone was thinking? Answer, Taylor!”

“No, I wasn’t. I really asked with a healthy and family-oriented intention.”

Dakota, looking embarrassed, looked at Lena, who seemed to have been waiting, and spun the bottle on the table.

Surprisingly, the diligent spinning bottle miraculously stopped in front of Dakota.

“What is this…”

Looking at the bewildered Dakota, Lena sparked under the table.

It was all a trick.

No wonder the bottle kept pointing towards me and the lager, it seemed suspicious.

However, without noticing such signs, Dakota froze at the bottle in front of him and Lena, who boldly committed fraud as a self-proclaimed god, provocatively loaded Dakota with questions without exception.

“Alright, Dakota, be honest! Have you ever massaged your chest to increase your size?”

“Ugh…!”

What a question. It must be a complex.

I thought about stopping her, but if you don’t want to answer, just drink and stop ruining the mood, so I watched the situation for now.

“…Yes.”

He’s answering that again.

“When was the last time you touched it?”

“Oh, um…”

The feeling of Dakota’s gaze subtly lingering on my chest after hearing Yuju’s question doesn’t feel good.

I should let him know that there’s no need to say it.

“Dakota. If it’s awkward…”

“10 minutes ago, in the… bathroom.”

Oh.

Oh…?

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

“No, but since it’s a truth game, shouldn’t we only speak the truth?”

“True, but if you don’t want to say it, you can just drink.”

“I didn’t particularly… mind.”

“Well, then. I respect that.”

After a while, we returned to our seats after washing up. We cleaned up the remaining Chinese dishes and made a soup with the mussels we had ordered just in case.

By the way, this was something I had bought to use when Lager and I were eating together.

Today, for some reason, everyone seems to be holding out for a long time.

“I purposely boiled it to be piping hot.”

“Oh, great! Chloe, I’ll enjoy it!”

“I’m not sure if it’ll taste good.”

The soup was made by me. Actually, I was a bit worried about how the reactions would be since it’s the first time I’ve made this dish today.

“Is it really good? It’s really delicious!”

“It goes down smoothly with alcohol. Excellent.”

“Dakota, I can’t believe it when you say that.”

“I may not handle alcohol well, but I do know how to drink.”

At the second spot, some people started to leave. Dakota, who had been going back and forth to the bathroom several times, finally collapsed on the couch, looking exhausted.

As we chatted and shared a few drinks, Yooju and Lina started to feel a bit tipsy, opening the large window and leaning against the sofa together, falling asleep while feeling the breeze.

It seems that Dakota’s ability to hold his liquor earlier was just a coincidence.

After that, as expected, it was time to clean up our drinking mess. While Laga lifted the kids onto the couch, I decided to clean up the dining table.

“Did you forget to put the spoons in the mussel soup?”

“I think we used ladles to eat it.”

“Then I guess we should make ramen tomorrow.”

“Oh, sounds good?”

Laga, who was groaning, nodded his head.

Should I do the dishes tomorrow?

“I’ll shower first.”

“Okay. I’ll be watching TV.”

“Alright.”

Laga brought another can of beer from the fridge, sat down on the couch, turned on the TV, and started drinking.

His tolerance for alcohol is really amazing.

After showering, I came out to find a home shopping ad playing on TV. It seemed like Laga had fallen asleep due to the alcohol. He had emptied the can and was sprawled on the floor, snoring loudly.

“Ugh.”

I walked up to Laga and lightly tapped his cheek.

Of course, I couldn’t carry him.

“Laga, wake up.”

Laga opened his eyes with a frown.

He looked exhausted.

I tried to lift Laga up with a tone of coaxing a child.

“You should sleep in bed.”

“Ugh….”

“Even if you’re tired, get up.”

“Ugh.”

The smell of alcohol wafted over.

I tried to lift Laga up by putting my arms under his armpits, but he suddenly pulled me towards him and hugged me tightly.

“What?!”

I couldn’t escape from his tight grip. The more I struggled, the tighter he held me, almost suffocating me.

“Ugh, Laga, stop…”

I tapped Laga’s back to signal surrender. But he just buried his face in my chest, showing no signs of letting go.

“People are watching. Why are you doing this?”

I glanced around the sofa. Thankfully, everyone seemed to be sound asleep, but just in case. What if someone woke up and saw this embarrassing situation?

“Hey.”

Then Laga quietly spoke up from my embrace.

“How many points are left?”

“What?”

“Up to 10,000 points, how many are left?”

“Why are you suddenly asking that?”

“Probably, um, about 3,000 points or so left.”

“Not even 3,000 points left. Hmm… I see.”

Laga let out a heavy sigh and hugged me tightly again.

As if he didn’t want to be apart for even a second.

As if he didn’t want to be even a centimeter away, he held on with all his might.

“Are you trying to get drunk right now?”

“Well, it could be.”

“Forgetting everything tomorrow. Is that what you’re aiming for?”

“It might not be.”

“Are you messing with me?”

I lightly squeezed Lager’s head, feeling a bit sentimental for no reason, and then I petted his head.

Lager’s behavior was a bit strange.

He was always full of energy and mischievous. Why suddenly so awkward…

Maybe, perhaps.

“Lager. You know.”

“What.”

“Is there something you’re hiding from me?”

In reality, isn’t it true?

I still have a lot to learn about this world.

But at some point, Lager just brushed it off and didn’t talk openly about most issues.

Is he intentionally hiding something?

Hoping I wouldn’t find out?

Lager gently lifted his face buried in my ample chest, and stared into my eyes as he held my gaze.

“Hiding something.”

“…Yes.”

Was the loneliness and sadness in those eyes simply a mood, or something more?