Chapter 132 – A Woman With Many Tears

Yes, someone heard a serious story from Han Yu-mi, and suddenly had sex? Gabboon Motel?

While doing this, he may be patting me with a little thrilling words. If this were a novel, there might have been a comment that went into the top three comments that made the writer sick, saying, “Oh, has the author changed?”

However, as a result, I received and still receive Han Yu-mi’s kindness because I am a pervert who leads to such a way of thinking.

[This bastard has a conscience…….]

“Um, I wonder if this is really right. For some reason, I think that what I am doing right now is disrespecting her because she has gone farther away.”

I could see that Han Yumi hesitated a little, but my confident words corrected that.

“Not at all! Never! Yumiya, you too can have a slightly better future if you get out of that ridiculous past little by little like this. You honestly don’t think it’s good to get stuck in the past.”
“Well, that’s it too.”

It is rather regrettable that she returned to her usual Han Yu-mi.
You’re dumb.
When she talked about the boy, she put on a sad, melancholy, sympathetic expression. Why are you so adamant about going to have sex with me?

‘I’ll turn that calm expression into a mess, hehe.’

Thinking like that makes me cringe again.

‘Wow, I don’t think I’m really insane.’

Even with a calm expression, I hate it, but when I thought that I would turn a calm expression into a mess, I got hit twice as hard.
Anyway.

“Welcome, what room would you like?”

Strawberry Motel is good.
I don’t know if it’s a part-time job or an employee, but should I say that everyone is at the counter like a robot?

“Do you have a room with karaoke?”
“There are rooms with karaoke and spa, and there are rooms with only karaoke facilities. Where would you like to go?”

I really feel that times are changing.
Even in my father’s time, there was radio, and they say it developed into TV…… Honestly, our generation doesn’t even watch TV, right?
The age of the smartphone.
Furthermore, I feel that the motel has become ridiculously good to match.

“Please come here.”

A room with a couple PC, karaoke room, and spa is only 30,000 won?
There really is no place like this.
Strawberry Motel is cheap and has good service!

“Room 505.”
“Thank you.”
“Have a good time.”

I like the feeling of using the card key again.

「Teeling!」

Upon reaching the 5th floor, a soft carpeted hallway emerges.
Room 505 was right in front of the elevator.
It’s still broad daylight, so there are few people. Even if there are, people who are cleaning with the door open?
Well, I’m sure there aren’t many unscrupulous guys who want to have sex from this hour.

“Let’s go in.”
“Uh, yes.”

Even a pervert like me feels a bit shy, but Han Yumi was still calm. Does she not care that others may hear her moans her?

“Facilities are nice.”

I haven’t even been to a motel once or twice.
Maybe it’s because I always go to a place in a new area, so it feels different every time. The first thing you notice when you first visit a motel is that it is smaller than you think, but much cleaner than you think.
Should I say it feels like moving every time?

“This is the karaoke room. And this is a spa. Wow, tired.”

As if a small coin karaoke was put in the room, there was a separate room in the middle of the room.
This was a motel karaoke room.

[Caution-Cannot be used after 2:00 am.]

Aha, even if the karaoke room in the room is soundproof, you can’t use it after 2 am.
First time I knew
It was the first time I came to a motel karaoke.

Before coming to the motel, we bought chicken and beer on the way.
And I took out soju to get drunk.

‘I hate soju, but it’s also true that this guy gets drunk quickly.’

The trend these days is Jinler, but this time I bought Like Last, which has a pretty bottle.
I feel it again, but compared to beer, soju has a very high alcohol content.

“I’m going to try rolling it up deliciously!”
“I guess.”

Han Yumi looked at me and she sighed and laughed again.
Those eyes are as if I’m still steamed up, like a mother embracing her son no matter what he does.
But, she doesn’t know that the son is going to run over her mother her.
The ‘Barista’ skill didn’t help until the end of the wheat, but the cooking skill did help to some extent.
I did my best to concentrate on making wheat. To some extent, even the proportion of a drop of soju was taken care of.
And I sipped, even took a sip.

It is not bitter, but the alcohol is high, and the cool wheat is completed that way.

“Complete! Try it!”
“Don’t overdo it. No matter what you do, as long as you’re here, I’ll stick with you until the end. So, you don’t have to be so desperate.”
“No, it’s not just for that, is it?”

It was sincere.
Of course, the main purpose is to have sex with Han Yu-mi. Furthermore, her calm and calm expression would be messed up by having sex with me.
However, each process is important to get extreme pleasure and reward from the result.
I’m a guy who does my best even if I choose one porn.
When Kim Hye-rin asked to buy bread, she ran like a knife and heated her pizza bread for exactly 35 seconds, so that it would not cool down, she had even run to the 5th floor.

“It’s funny that a nerd like me would say this, but what should I say? These days, I feel it while doing various things. Working hard and doing my best in these trivial things…… It makes me so happy to have fun again.”

Ironically, I learned this from the old man I met yesterday.

Just keep it simple.
A person who laughed at the fact that he was able to work without thinking too complicatedly, and that he was helping his children by working.
It may have seemed silly to me, but his happiness was real.

“Well, that is correct. By the way, isn’t that an idea that Iljins with almost no tomorrow would do YOLO?”
“Oh, not quite like that.”
“Let’s salt.”
“Braided!”

The two of us clinked two paper cups that wouldn’t even cost 50 won and drank the cold somaek I made.

“Big…….”

Delicious.
To be honest, I don’t really like soju, but I think I’ve already tasted beer.

“Wow, is it really delicious?”
“Ah…”

Look at this.
You’re happy

What’s the point of just rolling up wheat?
I just put my sincerity into it, as much as I put my sincerity into it. As much effort. It makes me happy to see the result and to see Han Yumi smiling as if she is amazed.
Really.

“Kyaa, there is a reason for chimaekchimaek. Try tearing off a chicken leg, it will kill you.”
“Is not it. We already knew it when we were in the 3rd year of middle school. There was a bar I used to go to often after buying two chickens.”
“Bar?! Aren’t the drinks over there fucking expensive?”
“That’s the same for adults. We had a place that we just used as a secret base. The boss there was my friend’s sister.”
“You are amazing.”
“Awesome? I thought you would call me a bad person, but if it were you.”
“Eh? Why me? Do you think it’s great? If you get caught buying a drink for a minor, isn’t that person responsible? It’s amazing that he took that and gave you alcohol.”
“Under?Haha!Haha!”

Did Han Yu-mi get a little drunk?
She is rolling the second cup before she knows it, but she empties another cup in an instant as soon as she rolls it. She’s in a paper cup, so the amount is quite good, so there’s a little bit of alcohol, but she drinks really well.

“Right. I don’t know if someone will swear a lot or think it’s wrong…… There has never been a time when we were as happy and thrilled as that.”
“It would be nice. I think it must have been fun. Ah, I must have been sitting on a human chair under Kim Hye-rin’s butt. That’s why I don’t know about beer, it’s called Chicol. Chicken Coke, you know.”
“What are you proud of talking about?”
“Ah, how is it? It’s already past. Maybe it’s because I’m a bit brainy, so I tend to ignore the past and think it’s going to happen unexpectedly.”
“Envy you.”
“Good. If I had a personality that suffered for a long time even over trivial things, I would have been stressed out. Oh, that’s you.”
“That’s right, I’m surprisingly timid. Would you like another drink?”
“Yes.”

I immediately gave Han Yu-mi another round of her wheat and gave her a sinister smile.
Hehe, you want to go straight in, Yumi Han!
It will loosen your mind more!

“Delicious.”

Unlike me, who can’t really enjoy alcohol yet, Han Yu-mi drank steadily as if she were drinking her alcohol at ease for the first time in a long time.
I don’t think I drank this much during the freshmen welcome party.
A little happy
It’s different from showing that drinking with me is much more comfortable and better than back then.

“Yoshi! Then, shall I sing a song to comfort you?”
“Ah, then…… Could you sing me any song I want?”
“Uh? All…… Of course! Even though I’m like this, Korean songs are also in the top 100 strawberries because I’ve heard a lot while talking about maple leaves, so I can sing all the songs I know.”
“Well, then, ‘to my puberty’…… Know?”
“Oh, I know that. Is it an old song? Is this the song that came out in our middle school?”
“Yes. In a way, I don’t know if my personality has become a little more docile after listening to that song. Until then, I was a tomboy who just flew around after learning some taekwondo.”
“Ohh…… I am also curious about that.”

He was 30 cm shorter than he is now, had black bobbed hair, and a school uniform unique to middle school.
However, given her her personality, how cute and lovely Han Yumi must have been when she wore a short skirt that only reached her thighs.
And even though she was a tomboy, she must have been a woman loved by many as she is now.

[To my adolescence]

-♬♪♬♬♪

I thought it was a very good song at the beginning.
And lyrics and voice.

To be honest, even if it wasn’t necessarily a song that made it into the top 100 strawberries, I think I would have known her as my personal favorite singer.
I like this singer’s song.

-I once wished that I would disappear from this world.

Ah…….
As I sang, I got to know more about Han Yumi.
For Han Yu-mi, who especially likes this song, Pyeon Seo-hwan…… How deeply touched she was by the suicide of the little girl she would never have faced.
What a shock it was again.
How much her life was shaken by that.

What if…….
Really, if Pyeon Seo-hwan hadn’t reached out to Han Yu-mi for help, if he hadn’t committed suicide…… Han Yu-mi must have been living in a completely different future than she is now.

Well, anyway, it’s all conclusions.
The reality now is…….

[Singing skill level is 5.]
[Due to the extremely high level, it stimulates rich emotions and shows a small scene in front of you.]

It looks like it.
What picture is Han Yu-mi looking at right now?

A man covered in bruises approaching her as she sat on her back in the backyard smoking a cigarette, a man who looked dull somewhere in her desperately mustered up the courage to give her a word.

‘Do…… Help me.’

And to that request, Han Yu-mi refuses without any hesitation.

‘What are you saying, go Jintada?’

Because she hated Chinta.
With a disgusted look on his face her, he threw away the cigarette he was smoking and threw away Pyeon Seo-hwan and left.
Han Yumi was watching that scene again.

So…….

“Ah, ah, ah.”

Unable to let go of her paper cup from which she had finished drinking, she sat curled up on the karaoke sofa in the motel room, letting her tears flow.
If only that sad cry and her face looked so pretty…… Am I really a psychopath?

“I’ll roll you another drink.”
“…… Yes…… Thanks And, he sings really well. Even if he said it’s a woman.”
“Ah, yes. I’ll sing you a few more songs with a similar vibe.”

Even after that, whenever I sang, Han Yu-mi inevitably shed tears.
She was such a tearful woman.