Chapter 23 – Rice Cake in Both Hands When I Stayed Still (2)

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Drip-dropping bobbed hair, light makeup, and even a strong perfume that makes you feel sexy.
A casual suit is added to it, so the career woman, who gives off the impression of an attractive adult woman to anyone, puts a laptop with a bite-sized apple logo and a small recorder on the table with the sound of a pair of shoes and puts her hand out.

“Did you wait a long time? I’m sorry for being late. My name is Suyeon Kang, former editor of Woman Power Magazine.”
“Ah, yes. Hello.”

A dense fragrance that penetrates the nose in an instant… Ooh, is this the scent of an adult?
I’ve seen a lot of pretty women, but it’s the first time I’ve seen a career woman like this that gives off the feeling of an ‘adult woman’.

My heart is pounding when I shake hands, probably because I have no tolerance.
After a handshake that felt exceptionally long with the reporter sister who smiled brightly, I reached out to her side… There was something strange about the senior sister’s condition.

“……? Excuse me?”
“Woman Power…? Suyeon Kang…?”
“By the way. Any problem?”

The senior sister who was muttering absentmindedly is hot, belatedly comes to her senses and extends her hand.
While shaking hands, how did the older sister’s expression look so young… I’m shaking.

By the way, woman power… Woman power… Where did you hear… Ah!

“That reporter from last time!”
“Right. You remember. Good luck.”

The reporter who covered her mouth with graceful hand gestures and laughed. Nunna was the reporter who took a lot of pictures with her unique cannon camera during the last match against Sungsil University.

Wow~ As expected, women are said to decorate themselves. Of course, she was pretty even then, but if she was just a pretty older sister then, something is something now..Hehe, the white shirt with the convex sides looks so good.

“Wow~ I almost didn’t know, reporter.”
“Oh my God. Why?”
“You’re so pretty, I was surprised.”
“Ah. So that day was not good?”
“No, no! You were pretty that day, but it means you’ve become even prettier.”
“I’m kidding. Actually, I didn’t wear makeup that day… It’s different from today, isn’t it?”

I cover my mouth softly and laugh hohoho… Wakyapa~ This is the skill of an adult woman!?
The charm is crazy~~!!

“Huh. You’re the Woman Power Magazine reporter.”

… What?
She is friendly with reporters and is cheeringhaha, but for some reason the older sister sitting next to her seems unsatisfied.

“Ah, yes. My name is Suyeon Kang, editor of Woman Power Magazine. Here’s my business card…”

The senior sister, who received her business card with a strangely awkward attitude, finally tells her name.

“I’m Yoon Hee-yeon, a tennis player.”

Senior Yoon Hyuk’s older sister’s name was Yoon Hee-yeon. She has a pretty name too.
She is laughing beside him, but the atmosphere between the two of them is not unusual.

“Nice to meet you, Yoon Hee-yeon. You are so pretty.”
“Thank.”
“…”
“Don’t you know me?”
“Ah yes? Ah… I’m sorry. I’m good at tennis….”
“Haaang. What… That’s right.”
“…”

What is this atmosphere?

The interview started in a cold, frozen atmosphere.
The reporter noona seems to be offended by Heeyeon noona’s harsh attitude. She asks questions in a bright voice to me, but her voice is strangely firm to Heeyeon noona.

“Then, what is your favorite brand, Yoon Hee-yeon?”
“I only use Babolat.”
“Bah, Babolat?”

The reporter sister, who blinked her eyes, asked again.

“Are there any more generic brands?”
“Wilson’s not bad either.”
“Ah… Are there any brands that are more universal that the readers know about? Like Chanel or Louis Vuitton or Dior.”
“What do you mean? I’m talking about tennis equipment brands.”
“Yes? Supplies?
“Yes, supplies. Rackets to be exact.”

The gaze of the journalist noona with a puzzled expression and the noona Heeyeon with a ridiculous expression meet.

“You’re here to interview the players, right?”
“Sure. That’s right.”
“But what question… Ha… I knew it would be like this.”

Her tongue-tied sister, Hee-yeon, crosses her arms and buries her body on the sofa. The tip of the reporter’s eyebrows tremble slightly at the rude attitude.

‘Wow. It kills the mood.’

There is no real cushion of thorns.
I want to go home.

“Then can I ask Minjun?”
“Ah, yes! Feel free to ask!”

After that, the reporter noona conducted an interview with me unilaterally.
Heeyeon noona is chubby, so she is burying her body on her sofa.

Has there ever been another place in her life where she felt uneasy like this?
She thinks the shake she had in the morning will come up.

“How can it be? Then Minjun doesn’t drink at all.”
“That’s right. I haven’t drank until now, and I won’t drink until I retire.”
“Wow… That’s great. Can I ask for a drink?”
“Yes?”
“It’s a joke. Ho Ho. So, what is Minjun’s favorite food?”
“I don’t have a particular preference for anything. I like all Korean food, I like all Western food… I don’t like seafood that smells too fishy.”

But what about the content of the interview?
It’s a football player interview, but why are you asking about your favorite food, music taste, hobbies and specialties, what you do on your day off, what kind of clothes you prefer, and so on.

It’s my first interview, so I’m answering with all my heart, but I thought this wasn’t the case.

“Excuse me.”

Heeyeon noona, who was burrowing into her sofa and trimming her fingernails as if it were her job, abruptly opened her mouth.

“Yes?”
“Tell me honestly. You haven’t done any research, have you?”
“…An investigation?”

Heeyeon noona extends her hand with an expression of knowing that.

“From what I’ve heard, it looks like we’re doing a follow-up interview because the magazine last month when he came out was good. Then give it a shot. Let’s see how the last interview turned out.”
“Gee, last issue?”

The reporter sister, who was somehow embarrassed, looked at her here and there, and she sighed and rummaged through her bag and took out a magazine.

“Hey, here you go…”

A reporter’s older sister who strangely avoids her eyes and hands her a magazine.
Five. The colorful covers are very bling bling! Truly a women’s magazine!

“…….”
“Hmm. Nice to see.”

On the cover, a Western man in a confident pose was sending a deep look.
With only pants on.

It was the first time I saw Heeyeon noona smile after the interview started. You like this
Every time Hee-yeon noona flips through one of her magazines, a frightening sight unfolds before her.

Aaaaa!! My eyes! My child!!
My eyes are rotting!!

As for a naked, muscular Western man… Are you okay.
I’m not in a very good mood, but I can pass on the naked photos of handsome and fit men. Well, it’s cool, and I’m kind of motivated to lift weights.

By the way… But why!!
Do I have to look at naked pictures of women who are filthy ugly and even fat!!
The mind and body are devastated by the extreme visual terror that pollutes the mind…….

Hehe… Where the hell are you?”
“Oh sorry! Wait.”

At my unbearable plea, the reporter sister quickly turned the page.
Around the middle of the magazine, a feast of my photos on both pages. This time, my mind is exhausted in a different way.

“Did it come out really, really well? Especially this, this hair sweeping! This is A-class! No, it’s an S-class shot!! Right after the game, the slightly heated cheeks and sweat flowing down the nape of the neck… Oh, my, I was too blameless.”
“Oh, no. Yes. It’s goodhaha…”

Okay.
You took a good picture of me.

I heard somewhere that magazines were free-spirited. What is the artist’s style like?

“Ahhh~ As expected.”

When I was trying my best to say to my reporter noona, “I did a good job”, “Thank you”.
Heeyeon noona, who was staring through the magazine, smiled oddly.

“Oh, you worked hard.”

Interview… I don’t want to do it again.
After a time that seemed to give me stomach pains that I hadn’t had before, the end of the interview finally came.

I need to go home soon and have a dib.
I don’t need a woman or anything today.

Why is it more difficult than when I played full-time in the first and second halves?
At that time, the reporter sister, who was strangely restless, asked in a coy voice.

“Hey, Minjun.”
“Yes?”
“Even for dinner if time permits… I will treat you.”
“Ah.”

It’s evening.
Normally, I wouldn’t refuse such a pretty older sister’s after application, but not today. It’s too hard. I want to go home

I was about to politely decline, but Heeyeon noona suddenly interrupted.

“Oh dinner. Good. Let’s go, Minjun.”
“… Yes.”

* * *

As the interview progressed toward the end, Soo-yeon became nervous.
How did you get the chance

The senior editor just yelled at me to set up an interview quickly, and if I fail, I will leave the desk.
The school is colored glasses called a magazine that is stained with strange ideas… Rather, it comes out to be picky if you understand it accurately.

It was a problem even after barely persuading the school.
I don’t want to do femme cosplay anymore, and the school said that if I don’t dress up ‘properly’, there won’t be an interview, so I dress up for the first time in a while… Because my hair was cut too short, there were not many styles I could do.

At least, she had to do a bob cut that she didn’t like on the recommendation of her hairdresser sister, and since it had been years since she had done her makeup properly, she had to apply it with no cosmetics available.

It’s an interview that I worked hard enough to wonder if I’ve ever had such a hard time in my life.
The old woman, who was wrapped in her hair, almost exploded due to some unknown reason, but I was able to finish the interview with my patience while looking at the cute face, which was the original purpose.

The problem is…

‘Seeing… How the hell am I supposed to take a picture of that hand shape?’

The shape of his hand.
The photo of the hand shape that the editor-in-chief requested. That’s the problem.

I felt sorry for myself for being so anxious to take such a picture, but what can I do? If the boss at work is to blame, what to do is the bond of the office worker.

‘What would I do without that bitch?’

Where Soo-yeon’s eyes were directed was a woman lying on her sofa, trimming her nails.
Gorgeous blonde hair, a good-looking body trained through exercise, and a face that oozes the freshness of a 20-year-old.

‘Annoying. I wasn’t wasting my time on feminism. I also said that I went out well in my 20s! Of course, I’m still in my 20s.’

Bang year (only) 29 years old.
As she gets older, her sense of crisis gradually comes to mind, and the past, when she kept going well, comes to mind.

The past days when it was popular everywhere. However, after entering a femme company and going around with short hair, a bare face, and a hannam for a femme cosplay, it has already been 5 years since I have no relationship with a man.
The last time was so precious that a sudden strike came, but the work had to be finished.

After the interview, Soo-yeon, who was looking at her eyes, approached and whispered to the resting place of her heart.

“Hey, Minjun.”
“Yes?”
“Even for dinner if time permits… I will treat you.”
“Ah.”

They say they don’t drink, but it’s obvious that kids this age.
If you gently flirt with me from the side, I will drink a cup without knowing it, and if I pass one cup like that, it’s over.

Apparently, the alcohol seems weak, so just drink a little… Somehow, just one picture of that hand shape… I’m just taking one shot.
Soo-yeon seduces Min-jun, ignoring her conscience.

“Oh dinner. Good. Let’s go, Minjun.”

Without even noticing, the annoying bitch intervened.
No. Looking at this and smiling… It was clear that he was deliberately sabotaging.

‘That bitch… !!’

When this happens, it is war.
Until now, I held back because I was an interview subject, but now I will show you the power of an adult woman.