episode_0272
by fnovelpia“Hello?”
– … … .
I got a call but there was no answer.
I’m calling again because I wonder if he’s doing something else.
“Hello? Bonggeun?”
– Hello?
Hello, this is so annoying.
“Bonggeun, I know it’s your number.”
– Hello?
“This is boring. How is it that nothing has changed since elementary school?”
– … … .
Are you angry?
– Hello?
Look at this kid’s stubbornness.
Today, I’m the one asking for help, so let’s just give in.
“James, help me.”
– You suddenly need my help?
“Yeah, do you have a girlfriend?”
– What? Are you trying to set me up on a blind date?
“What are you talking about? Are you really going to say only Bonggeun-like things?”
– Ahem, I don’t have a girlfriend, but I do have a fiancée. We’re planning to get married when I turn twenty-five.
hmm?
“What the heck, really?”
– I heard that the parents came to an agreement, so it must be true.
“What era is this that still makes things like this?”
My father and Choi Jin-ah’s father are like that too. I wonder if they are still living in the Joseon Dynasty.
– That’s how it is. And that’s true. You have to meet someone who is on the same level as you to develop feelings.
“… … .”
– Most of the kids I met in high school and college were no good. I know it’s a bit odd to say this, but… …it was like dating a kid.
“Do some shit.”
– Phew, Woojin. You’re the one who’s weird. All the kids I know who are the same age feel this way. How much do they all sympathize with this?
“That’s because you can’t meet a good woman. Because you’re fucking retarded.”
– Are you calling to pick a fight?
“Ha, okay. Let’s move on from this for now. Do you want to do something like an event? For your girlfriend. Do you have any advice for her? You’re good at this kind of thing.”
The last reunion was also very grand. It was a party where I didn’t even realize how much time had passed.
– Hmm, that’s more visual. If it were me, I would have started by renting a yacht.
What the hell is this Poseidon?
Why do you like pears so much?
“Hey, where does a college student have the money to rent a yacht? No matter how much you spend, it has to be around 500,000 won.”
– What? 500,000 won? That won’t even buy you a bottle of alcohol.
“Your name is Mr. C, you seem like you can drink makgeolli really well, but what is this 500,000 won drink? Come out when I call you over for a drink later. I’ll show you how much fun you can have with 100,000 won.”
– … … What is that-.
Stop.
I just hung up the phone.
Even though he is a conglomerate, I think he is acting too conglomerate-like.
Why can’t I buy a bottle of alcohol for 500,000 won? I’ll just buy a case.
“Sigh.”
In the end, nothing got better.
The idiots’ chatroom is still full of people talking about something, but now you can’t even tell who’s talking.
When we went back to the sofa, Choi Jin-ah was still playing the game.
He glanced at me as I was struggling and asked.
“What’s going on?”
“Yeah… …I have some concerns.”
“What’s going on?”
I glance at Choi Jin-ah.
Why did I trust Bong Geun more than Choi Jin Ah? Since we’re both women, shouldn’t we know something?
‘Oh, but it’s strange.’
Since Jinah Choi grew up as a greenhouse flower, I think she might have some strange romantic fantasies.
For example, I like making public confessions in crowded downtown areas.
After thinking about it for a while, I decided to tell him. I could just filter out what I had to say anyway, and there was no one who could help me in the first place.
“I want to do something for my girlfriend… … ”
“Event? Suddenly? Out of the blue?”
“Ahem.”
I can’t say it’s because I feel guilty for leaving the kids behind and doing such a terrible thing to Senior Joo-hee.
He continued speaking, clearing his throat.
“So I’ve been thinking about it, but I can’t come up with any good ideas. I asked my friends, but they didn’t really have any… … .”
“What ideas did you come up with?”
“Candlelight event.”
“… … You absolutely must not do that.”
Looking at Yoo Ah-rin’s reaction earlier, I think the same way.
“Do you want to do something big? Like a surprise?”
“I didn’t think about it in detail. I just wanted to make them happy, that’s how it started.”
Jinah Choi, who had been listening to me, slowly puts down the gamepad and crosses her arms.
“Keep it small.”
“Huh? Then isn’t that a bit much?”
If it’s an event in name only, then if we keep it simple, it won’t be any different from usual.
“Tsk tsk, how can Woojin date three women like this?”
“… … .”
“It doesn’t matter what kind of event it is. What matters is that an event was held.”
“Huh?”
“He cares about me that much and puts in effort. That’s the feeling. I like it when things are a little sloppy because it looks cute.”
I nodded without realizing it. Choi Jin-ah’s words were more persuasive than I thought.
“If you usually watch a movie, you can watch a play or a musical that day. It wouldn’t be bad to go to a restaurant that’s a little more expensive than usual, or to do it yourself.”
“… … .”
“It would be nice to look a little more dressed up than usual. Like you put in effort to look good. It’s not hard. Just spray on a different perfume or wear something like a bracelet instead of a watch.”
I think I know what that feels like.
And it didn’t seem particularly difficult.
But then there was an important problem.
“It’s a bit difficult.”
“Yes?”
“I was going to do a big event and rewrite it.”
“… … .”
What does that mean? Choi Jin-ah continues to explain in a little more detail.
“So if you do something like a candlelight event, you can give it to one person and then reuse it, something like that… … .”
As the story continues, Choi Jin-ah’s expression becomes more and more rotten. In the end, she is unable to hide her disgust.
“No, there’s also the money issue. It’s hard to do different events for each person. But doing them all at the same time would look bad.”
“Mr. Woojin.”
“Yep.”
“Just don’t do it.”
Is that so?
“Oh! Can’t it be a proper trash?! Why are you trying so hard to become trash that can’t even be recycled?!”
I also make excuses to Choi Jin-ah who has suddenly become angry.
“No, I just thought about the event, so I thought I’d get some ideas!”
“If you do an event for one person? Where is that person? Will the next person come and do an event with you?”
That’s true too.
‘Now that Yerin’s event is over, it’s Seo’s turn. Yerin, I’m going to set up the candles again, so help me.’
Isn’t it going in this direction?
Well, I guess we should never do events.
As I was about to declare my surrender, I felt a familiar presence behind the sofa where I was sitting.
Senior Joo-hee, wearing a black suit, gives us a businesslike warning.
“The mother is currently meditating. I would appreciate it if you could be quiet for a bit.”
“Okay! Got it!”
Immediately shut your mouth, turn off the game, and sit up straight.
“Oh, I’ll take my violin too.”
Choi Jin-ah, whose daily routine is to play music next to her meditating sister-in-law, also gets up from her seat and says she will leave soon.
Senior Joo-hee walks away, and Jin-ah Choi, who was trying to follow her, glances at me and asks.
“Excuse me, did you do something wrong to Joohee?”
“Huh? Go, go, all of a sudden?!”
Choi Jin-ah looks at her with a suspicious look.
“No, these days, whenever I see Joohee, she becomes very polite. Should I say she listens well?”
“Ha, haha! Because I’m a college senior.”
“Hmm?”
It seemed like she thought something was strange, but Jinah Choi went straight to her younger sister-in-law without saying anything.
“Haaah.”
I understand that Senior Joo-hee is in charge of protecting her since she is around the same age as my younger sister-in-law.
Every time I saw it, my heart would ache and I would feel sorry, which was a bit painful for me.
* * *
“So?”
Oh Yoon-ji’s office.
She sat in her chair as usual, resting her chin on her hand, and answered in a dull tone.
He seemed indifferent to Choi Yi-seo’s words standing across from him.
“Even if I had passed the chairman’s test, I still wouldn’t have been able to connect with Woojin-.”
Oh Yoon-ji raised the corners of her mouth in disbelief, but of course, it was not a positive gesture.
“What are you talking about here? What, I should stop caring about you now?”
I suddenly heard this from a friend with whom I had been getting along well until now.
Oh Yoon-ji felt like her temper, which had been killing her lately, was about to burst out.
But on the contrary.
Choi Yi-seo’s expression and tone of voice were excessively calm.
“Why do you think I said that to you?”
“Isn’t that what you meant when you said you’d just leave? When you saw me, did it seem like I still had feelings for him?”
“… … .”
“Why? It seems like you have no other reason to say anything.”
Oh Yoon-ji continues to speak aggressively towards Choi Yi-seo, growling.
I’ve been feeling a bit weak lately, and for the first time in a while, I’m getting some fuel in the form of irritation.
but.
“Don’t regret it.”
Even though Oh Yoon-ji was glaring at her with a fierce demeanor, Choi Yi-seo responded as calm as a lake.
“It’s not your fault.”
“ha..”
“I should have done better, I should have made you happier. Don’t regret this.”
“… … .”
“So stop feeling vicariously satisfied with me. To be honest, it makes me uncomfortable.”
In that word.
Oh Yoon-ji’s emotions, which had been burning brightly until just now, could not help but cool down as if water had been poured on them.
Even though I didn’t know it and wasn’t thinking about it.
Because it hit the nail on the head.
He gave advice to Choi Yi-seo several times, lent her event clothes, and even gave her some work to do when her father called her.
It seemed like he was willing to help, and he was actually trying to do so.
The truth is that he was using his friend Choi Yi-seo to satisfy himself vicariously.
“… … .”
It was hard to deny.
Yunji’s head slowly lowered. Her expression was not visible because of her bangs, but complex emotions were swirling around her.
“So… …you came here to tell me that? So I can let go of my foolishness and stop whining?”
“If you want to think so, then think so.”
“… … .”
“However you take it, it’s your freedom.”
The calm, blue-colored eyes of Choi Yi-seo. Looking at her like this, I felt like I could understand a little bit why Kim Woo-jin liked her.
Choi Yi-seo slowly turns her body.
Just before going out, he added one more word with a sigh while holding the doorknob.
“You are the most like him of all the people I’ve ever seen.”
Enough to make me jealous.
thud.
The door closes.
Choi Yi-seo came out and let out a faint sigh.
It felt like I did something I didn’t have to do, but it was something I still wanted to do.
Because I decided it was the right thing to do.
“Hello.”
Choi Yi-seo, who was about to return to work, encountered a female employee trying to enter Oh Yoon-ji’s office.
When she saw the mail in his hand, she blocked his way in a hurry.
“Okay, just a moment. The boss has something to think about right now… … If you give it to me, I’ll give it to you.”
“Oh, is it low pressure?”
“Yes, a little?”
“Ugh, I can’t go today. Thank you!”
The employee who quickly left the mail with Choi Yi-seo. She wanted to give Oh Yoon-ji time to think, even if it was just for a moment, so she waited for a moment, leaning against the wall in front of the office.
Most of the mail was not of his concern.
“Huh?”
A uniquely formatted letter sticking out from among the neat mail.
At first glance, it felt like a handwritten letter, but something felt strange. It wasn’t even sealed properly, and it had a rough feel to it.
‘Is this a letter from a sasaeng fan?’
Since it is a company that raises internet broadcasters, there are many sasaeng fans. Choi Yi-seo, who thought it was an unfiltered letter, sighed and checked the contents.
[You’re living well with a murderer father, you bitch. It’s because of your father. Your father ruined us all. Oh Yoon-ji, you bitch, you atone for it. Kill yourself and atone for it. Your father will be sad too if his daughter dies.]
There was a lot of threatening content written there, full of crooked and harsh language.
“What is that?”
A flustered Choi Yi-seo went to the female employee and asked her while handing her an envelope.
“Why are you giving this letter to the boss?”
“Oh, that’s it.”
The female employee answered with a bright smile as if she knew nothing.
“I don’t know. I’ve been coming here almost every day since last time. The boss told me not to throw it away and to bring it to him.”
“Is it Yoonji?”
“Yes, so I’m bringing it to you for now.”
“… … .”
Choi Yi-seo, who was looking down at the letter, crumpled it up and spoke to the employee.
“If this comes again, give it to me. I’ll take responsibility for it.”
“Yes? But the boss… … .”
“Please, just tell the boss that I didn’t get the letter.”
“Hmm.”
“You know that I’m close with broadcasters because of exercise. If anything happens, I’ll help take care of it.”
Because there were employees who often had headaches due to the self-centered behavior of Internet broadcasters.
“Chae, is Lee Seo responsible?”
“Yes, don’t worry.”
Choi Yi-seo with a determined expression.
Now I think I know why Yunji’s condition didn’t seem too good even before the vacation.
And at that moment.
Rattling!
The door opened and Oh Yoon-ji, wearing sunglasses, came out of the office and said.
“I’ll use my annual leave today. Everyone, go to work and leave work on your own.”
A quick but not hasty step, without hesitation.
Choi Yi-seo follows Oh Yoon-ji, who confidently walks out, to the parking lot and asks.
“Where?”
Oh Yoon-ji riding in the red sports car that she used to seduce Kim Woo-jin last time.
“Where would it be?”
He answered cheekily, lowering his sunglasses slightly.
“Go fight.”
The rough roar of an engine.
The sports car quickly leaves the parking lot as soon as I step on the accelerator without hesitation.
“Ha.”
Choi Yi-seo monologued with a self-deprecating laugh.
“That’s why they say they look alike.”
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