episode_0389

To tell the truth at this point, Amelia was someone I didn’t really want to get close to.

That’s because it was too suspicious.

It wasn’t just because of Rahee’s words.

It would be a lie to say that it didn’t have that influence, but in fact, the regular training I received occasionally during my time at the gifted education center had a bigger influence.

Well, the term security education might be more appropriate than the term formal education.

What can I say?

The Korean Hunter Association, which had already experienced ‘Hey, you guys are so talented’ on several occasions from other countries, was suffering from a neurosis so severe that it would wake up even in its sleep if it was a talent drain.

That’s why the association keeps a regular schedule to find out how awakened people are taken away from other countries so that the gifted education center project, which they put a lot of effort into preparing, does not end up being abandoned, and what the words of the awakened people who fell for the temptation(?) of other countries are said. We used to provide education every time.

And what I saw of Amelia’s approach was very similar to the representative examples I had learned at the time.

‘first of all···.’

That started with the approach pretending to be a coincidence.

In addition, the fact that he was suspiciously friendly towards the other person was also like that.

‘Actually, if you think about it that way, there are more than one or two suspicious things…’

More than anything else, it was the fact that I came to the Hunter Department as an exchange student.

Of course, after hearing the circumstances (I didn’t even ask about this, but it was Amelia who told me first), my goal was not to become a hunter, but to work at the American Hunter Association, and the reason I came to Korea as an exchange student was because I was an awakened person from a foreign country, not the United States. Although they said it was to experience firsthand what the management system is like…

Even so, something suspicious is suspicious.

Let’s just say that Amelia went to study abroad for that very reason.

If you were really curious about the awakened management systems of countries other than the United States… did it really have to be Korea?

It’s not even an English-speaking country like the United States?

‘Korea’s awakened management system is not particularly superior to that of other countries.’

On the contrary, despite the times, there are times when I hear people say that it is not as good as the country next door, which still insists on analog in some areas… Wouldn’t it be a bit inappropriate to use it as a place to learn something?

‘···is not it?’

On the other hand, if you’re aiming to feel like a teacher, it might not be a bad thing…

Anyway, that wasn’t the only thing that was suspicious.

Amelia’s appearance, which everyone could not help but admit was exceptional, also aroused suspicion.

I knew this because I often went to clubs in Itaewon.

Amelia’s level is truly exceptional even among foreigners.

Should I say that he has an appearance that would not be strange even if he were to appear in advertisements that frequently appear on video platforms rather than in everyday life?

However, a woman with such beauty is attracted to the Asian man she saw for the first time that day and keeps wandering around to become friends with him?

If a cartoon is drawn that way, even if it is a cartoon, wouldn’t people be criticized as to why it doesn’t need to be like this even if it is improbable?

‘of course···.’

On the day when I was asked by my teaching assistant to guide Amelia, I was especially generous and treated her to a full course at Korea University… but I wonder if that was enough to make her feel good about herself…

Given the situation right now, I was thinking that maybe he was really an agent sent by the United States or something like that to lure me into their country.

Jiyiㅡ

‘Is that… a secret agent of the U.S. government…?’

I guess I was too influenced by Rahee.

Considering how unreasonable suspicions were harbored against such a pure(?) person.

Yeah, that can’t be possible.

There’s no way someone so clumsy could be an agent of the U.S. government, right?

Or could it be that even that appearance is disguise?

To fool me completely?

If that were true, I was willing to seriously praise Amelia’s acting skills.

“That… Amelia?”

Did he really think he wasn’t caught?

It seemed surprising, as the small head slightly sticking out of the corner twitched noticeably.

Thanks to Amelia’s innocent and innocent behavior, I was once again convinced that she could not be an agent of the United States.

“Is there anything you want to say to me?”

“Oh, how did you know? ”

How did you know, la…

“I’m sorry, but I could see everything.”

“Ah…”

“So I thought you were doing that because you wanted to say something to me… but I guess that wasn’t the case?”

Then why on earth did you step on my back?

It must have been a moment when I was pondering such a question in my mind.

There is “. What I want to say.”

“Oh, there you are.”

“That…”

“That?”

“Bar, rice! Please eat together. ”

I was wondering what on earth he was trying to say after me, but it turned out to be a friend request.

Well… it’s a bit sad to eat alone and alone.

“Would you like to have lunch together?”

“Yes, yes…!”

“So is Amelia alive?”

“Eh, um···.”

If you see him hurriedly taking his wallet out of his pocket while making that noise, is he trying to check how much is in it and then give me an answer?

“I’m just kidding. joke. You have to pay for what you eat.”

But…don’t international students usually eat with other international students?

When I see students who come to other departments as international students, they usually gather around among themselves.

‘···ah.’

He was the only international student in the Hunter Department, and he had only recently arrived in Korea, so he couldn’t join the so-called ‘international student community’.

If that’s the case, there’s nothing we can do.

Even though I’ve never shown it to the public, I still feel a bit sorry for being the only one who doubted him… so all I can do is be his friend at least for the time being.

“So? Is there anything you want to eat?”

“Ah, um… poem, actually…”

“It looks like there is one. What is it? It’s okay, so tell me.”

I asked in a voice as soft as possible so as not to sound like I was urging her, and an unexpected name came out of Amelia’s hesitant mouth.

To be exact… should I say it’s the name of the store?

“What, how does Amelia know about that place?”

“It’s famous, I heard about it.”

“Well… that dakgalbi restaurant is rather famous around here.”

In particular, the cheese dakgalbi is excellent. Dakgalbi marinated in a spicy yet sweet sauce is grilled on an iron plate until slightly charred, then mixed with cheddar cheese and mozzarella cheese and wrapped in slightly salty yet nutty cheese. It was paradise and a sumptuous feast.

‘After eating everything, if you add two more fried rice, it’s big…’

Anyone who has tried it will know.

The taste of waiting for fried rice mixed with chicken rib seasoning to stick to the iron plate and then scraping it off with a spatula to eat.

Oh, my… I’m drooling just thinking about it…

I was already planning to set aside a day and visit with Rahee and Ari… but I thought it was a preliminary visit and wanted to eat dakgalbi (chicken ribs)?

Considering that I would be eating fried rice, the menu was a bit heavy for lunch, but the lectures scheduled in the afternoon were all physically demanding anyway.

All you have to do is eat your fill and roll around even more.

“But is it okay?”

“Hmm?”

“It might be spicy for Amelia’s mouth.”

I asked her to go, so I went, but wouldn’t it be a bit embarrassing if I was the only one eating well and Amelia was crying and snotty because she said it was spicy?

So I cautiously expressed my concern, but Amelia, who managed to understand what I was saying, snorted, ‘Hmm!’

“You don’t have to worry!”

“Really? Are you good at eating spicy food?”

“My grandmother was Mexican.”

Is it really because my grandmother is Mexican that she is used to spicy food?

If you can show that level of confidence, you don’t have to worry anymore.

“Oh… Then you can look forward to it, right?”

“Of course, it is.”

“Then… shall we go somewhere?”

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There was something about the sight of chicken ribs sizzling on an iron plate and the sea of cheese flowing between them that drove the viewer crazy.

“Haaaa…❤️”

And it seems that being a foreigner didn’t make her any different, as Amelia’s eyes filled with ecstasy at the sight of the cheese dakgalbi boasting a violent visual.

I haven’t even tried it yet, but I never thought I would like it so much.

Indeed… it’s rewarding to have you as my friend.

Is this why everyone is so fascinated by reaction videos featuring foreigners?

It must have been a moment when I was feeling such a happy feeling that I couldn’t pinpoint and explain.

The meat and sweet potatoes seemed to have some left to cook, but I thought I could eat the rice cake that came with it, so I pointed at the rice cake with my chopsticks and opened my mouth.

“This is called rice cake?”

” Virtue?”

“Not virtue, but rice cake. You know rice, right? So… Rice!”

“Rice, I know.”

“That’s what I made it with. You can eat this much.”

While saying that, I thought I would demonstrate, so I picked up a soft, well-cooked rice cake and brought it to my mouth…

“But Su-hyeon?”

“Um?”

“Actually, I saw it. Soohyun entering a motel with a woman.”

“Keuk…!?”