episode_0119

[This is really bothering me, seriously]

Author: Gaebokchi

I’ve been friends with this person for a week, and now we’re dating.

But some tough guys keep trying to mess with them.

Damn, what should I do?

I happen to have a strong bottle of liquor, should I drink it together, make a confession, and get married?

I can’t stop thinking about it, and I can’t sleep…

Recommend 4, Not Recommend 5

– If the person is a guy, then they’re just a jerk, and if it’s a girl… my condolences to the guy _(Author)

– But isn’t getting pregnant not that easy? Are you asking about the risky days?

– Gay guys are so desperate not to lose their wallets, lol

– You talk a lot for someone who gets bullied by Tarantula, lol _(Author)

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Waiting for Jaehyuk to confess again, I couldn’t wait and confessed first because I was afraid another girl might snatch him away while I hesitated.

In the past, when I was more aggressive, I might not have cared, but now, Jaehyuk, who has become much gentler, is like a rare item that hasn’t been sold out.

With my mouth wide open, waiting for the spoon to enter, I felt like if I kept waiting, I would open my eyes and find myself in a sticky situation.

A sudden confession made without any preparation due to impatience.

I did it with a strong conviction that it would succeed at the time, but looking back, it was a shameless act.

I should have subtly and steadily shown my feelings and exploded when it reached its peak.

Starting with the climax of the story, why did I explode?

Still, I didn’t regret it.

Even if I confessed poorly, Jaehyuk became completely mine.

I didn’t have to worry about him being taken away by another fox.

…Yes, I was definitely thinking that way.

“Um, excuse me, could you please give me your number!?”

It seemed like I had been too careless.

I deliberately left quite a few traces in case they didn’t know I had a boyfriend.

But would they still try to touch my things and smear their dirty spit on them?

“…How dare you touch non-virgins.”

Even if they were a virgin, I wouldn’t have liked it, but it was even worse because they weren’t.

Approaching them, the scent of a vampire was stronger than when they first smelled garlic.

What kind of shame did they have to try to covet someone else’s belongings after giving everything to another man?

“Sigh…”

The hot anger that surged as I thought about it.

Was I thinking about how to protect Jaehyuk while chewing my lips?

Did I look quite fierce, as the lead actress approached me cautiously after finishing her task?

“…Unni, did something bad happen yesterday? Your expression… oh, I feel like someone’s going to get scolded.”

“Oh, did I? Hmm… I made a mistake. It’s nothing to worry about, so don’t mind it.”

“No, how can I not worry after seeing that expression…”

“Aren’t you on duty for the bread today? The store is about to open, so hurry to the warehouse and bring some bread.”

“Unnie, don’t look at the July calendar, look at the August calendar! Today is August 1st!”

“Oh, was it me? Sorry, I’ll go get it right away!”

No wonder nobody brought the dried bread, it must have been because it was my turn.

Whatever the case, I managed to avoid Yeojin’s annoying questioning, so that’s a win.

Filling the basket with dried bread and returning in a hurry, Yejin changed the store sign to as if she had been waiting.

And so, the first day of August’s business began.

Amidst the usual noisy chaos.

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“Enjoy your meal.”

“Thank you for your patronage. Please come again?”

Expecting to be busy today as well due to the number of customers waiting since opening, I was surprised to find the cocktail bar quiet after a couple of hours.

“…Alright, let’s keep going like this. Slowly returning to our original state.”

The boss couldn’t contain his laughter at how smoothly things were going according to plan.

Just as he was enjoying his break while watching the unfamiliar sight, an unwelcome guest entered the shop, interrupting the peaceful moment.

“Well well – long time no see, how have you been?”

The guest turned out to be the dwarf who would soon become a regular.

I welcomed him warmly, the only one among the dwarves who wasn’t banned from entering, and cautiously asked about his well-being.

“Well, you know, just living life as usual. Surprising to see you here, I thought you’d be visiting more often.”

“Haha! I had a lot going on, couldn’t help it! The influx of customers for a few weeks also played a part.”

“…Yeah, it was quite hectic until last week. It wasn’t too difficult since the real trouble was minimal. So, what can I get you today? Another Graveyard like last time?”

“Nah, I’m good. The flavor was great, but I almost died after one drink, so I don’t want to try it again.”

“Haha, is that so?”

Seeing his disgusted expression, it seemed like he had a rough time because of it.

Handing the guest the menu, I turned my head towards the almost completed workshop and spoke.

“By the way, it’s almost finished already? I thought it would take at least a few months, maybe even a few years.”

“If it wasn’t for the racial transformation crisis, it would’ve been a dream! Honestly, I never imagined it would be built this quickly!”

“…I hope this isn’t too forward, but it’s not shoddy work, right?”

“I personally managed and supervised the construction on site, I guarantee it’s not shoddy work.”

If it’s a place where people work, it can’t be built poorly.

With a chuckle, the dwarf patron ordered a and handed back the menu.

“Let’s see, I want to enjoy it for a while today… can I have a Dirty Hoe?”

“I’ve noticed before, but you seem to really like beer-based cocktails. Or rather, do you just like beer itself?”

“Haha, nothing beats a cold beer with a salty snack. I think all dwarves are like that.”

“When you think of dwarves in fantasy, it’s always about alcohol, and when it’s about alcohol, it’s always about dwarves. And yet, this attention to detail is really well maintained, isn’t it?”

…Really, what is the standard for authenticity?

Five months have passed, and there are still many unanswered questions about the racial transformation crisis.

Erasing those thoughts from my mind, I began preparing the cocktail the dwarf ordered.

Half and half beer, .

Despite its dirty name, the cocktail actually looks clean.

The method of preparation is so simple that it could be made with just a spoon.

First, fill a suitable glass with ice, pour about half of the wheat beer until the foam rises.

Place a spoon-like tool on top of the glass, then slowly pour the dark beer to finish.

“Here is your Dirty Hoe. Enjoy it at your leisure.”

As I placed the cocktail on the table, the dwarf customer, who had been eagerly waiting, immediately took the glass.

As if possessed, he quickly gulped down the contents of the glass in one go.

“Ah… so refreshing. The charm of this cocktail lies in being able to enjoy two different beers at once. Miss bartender, could you pour me another one?”

“Of course, you seemed to enjoy it a lot just now…”

“Haha! Life never goes as planned, does it?”

“Well, that’s true.”

…Perhaps because they were a race that went crazy for alcohol, the drink disappeared in the blink of an eye as soon as it was served.

Once again, while repeating the series of actions, I asked the dwarf customer a few questions.

“Oh, right. I have a few questions about the workshop, is it okay to ask?”

“Feel free to ask as many questions as you like! So, Miss, what’s on your mind?”

“I’m curious about what kind of items you make. And if possible, I have a specific item I’d like to order.”

As I presented the second Dirty Hoe, the dwarf, now showing more interest, slowly sipped the drink and opened up with curiosity.

“I remember you mentioned it last time, but I’m willing to make the item that the customer wants. So, I make all sorts of miscellaneous things.”

“In other words, you offer custom-made items?”

“Exactly! So instead of asking what I make, just tell me what you need. If it’s something I can make, I’ll let you know.”

Slurp –

After finishing his words and taking another sip of the Dirty Hoe, the dwarf smirked mischievously and asked me.

“So… what’s the item you need that you’re speaking so quietly about? I can’t help but be curious.”

In response, I lowered my voice even more to answer his question, meant only for the dwarf’s ears.

“What I want is…”