Chapter 24 – Rice Cake in Both Hands When I Stayed Still (3)

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Where am I? Who am I?
I was going to go home after dinner, but it was difficult from the menu selection.

“Mr. Minjun, what would you like to eat?”
“Minjun, there’s a nice store in front of you, let’s go there.”
“I asked Min-Jun?”
“You like Minjun too?”
“No, but when did you say you saw it?”
“I just saw you. If you twist me, you’ll talk in kind too.”
“Ha! It’s ridiculous, really.”
“How am I?”
“Ah! What kind of bitches are there!!”
“I’m here~”
“…….”

Can’t I just go anywhere?
Why do I have to be among women and listen to these childish squabbles?

If he had kept his mouth shut, he might have felt like a harem king.
But this… It’s just a childish brawl. The two of you are fighting using me as an excuse!

If they like me and fight to have each other, I’d be happy with it, but this was just a fight that started with Heeyeon noona’s one-sided quarrel. Come to think of it, why is Heeyeon noona like that? It wasn’t a fighting cock image.

As they were doing pedantic considerations on why the two of them were fighting, their eyes turned to me as they realized that fighting alone would not win.

“Mr. Minjun. Since you said you like Western food earlier, shall we go to a restaurant? There’s a good restaurant I know.”

My tight-fitting reporter sister’s well-rounded suit is almost out of reach… ! The moment all my nerves are focused on that side, I feel a distinct crush on the other side.

“Minjun, let’s go stay in front of our school~”

Heeyeon noona has bigger breasts than I thought~

“If you want to go like that, you can go alone.”
“I’m going with Minjun, so you’re going to that favorite restaurant alone.”
“…….”

The breasts being pounded on both sides are good, but why is it so tiring?
I just want to have a quick meal and go home, but both sides of me are constantly talking.

There is a high possibility that reporter noona will end this time, but Heeyeon noona also has senior Yoon Hyuk, and since she is at the same school, we will see each other often…

“It’s just Stays.”

I thought it would leak me like this, so I just decided on it.
The reporter’s sister nodded her head, though her lips were pouting, and we headed for Stacey’s.

Stasis.
A room-style bar and restaurant in front of the school.

I was guided to the room according to the guidance of the staff, but since it is a 4-person seat, one person has to sit alone.
I was wondering if I should sit alone, but Heeyeon noona grabbed her hand and dragged her to sit next to her.

The last reporter who came in looked at me with a slap on her face, then bit her lip and sat down alone across from her.

“Mr. Minjun. Can I have some soju?”
“Yes I’m okay. But I don’t drink… “
“Is it okay for me to drink?”
“Sure.”
“What about that… “

When the reporter noona laughed at Heeyeon noona sitting next to me,

“I have to drink too. Here. Add 2 bottles of soju, please.”
“Boss. Three bottles, please. Put one bottle on someone’s nose.”
“Sister! Four bottles of soju~”
“Give me 5 bottles.”
“Six bottles.”
“…”

I wish I could just turn it all off
It was said that the most useless thing was drunkenness, but it was true. How could you be so stupid

* * *

Looking at my phone, it’s already 10pm.
When are you going home

“Aren’t you going home? You ate, so go. Huh?”
“I don’t like it~ Why? What are you going to do when I go?”
“Don’t do anything! It’s not what you think, so please go!!”
“What am I thinking? Huh? What is it?”

The reporter sister, who had been chewing on her lips, suddenly screamed.

“I’m not eating! I won’t eat it, so please go!!”

Please stop these drunkards!!
I think I’m going crazy!!

“I don’t like it~ I’m not going~”
“Why! What the hell why!!”
“What if our little, cute and precious Minjun gets eaten? No, no, no. I can’t go.”
“No! It’s not really like that!!”
“It’s a lie. I don’t believe it. I know that our Min-joon is trying to fuck him~”

As if I was already out of my mind, the two seemed to have forgotten my existence.
No It’s not me who forgot, it’s shame. How ugly are women who have forgotten their shame.

Heeyeon noona, who had been laughing bitterly, became serious for a moment.

“Shall we go?”
“Uh! Yes! Yes! Please!”
“If you answer this, I’ll go.”
“What is it! I’ll answer everything. Huh? So please go away.”

Heeyeon noona said coldly to the reporter noona who was half crying.

“Why did I wake up?”
“……?”

In the midst of this, the reporter sister, who tilted her head with her half-open eyes, was quite cute.

“Don’t you know? Ha! They say that even if the victim can’t forget, the perpetrator forgets.”

Hee-yeon noona takes out her cell phone and displays a picture of her, then puts it on her chin, on the table.
Floating on the screen was the magazine I had just seen, the ‘Woman Power Magazine’ where the reporter sister worked.

“What is this?”
“Pass it.”

The photos that are passed according to the fingers of the reporter sister.

〈 Women’s Tennis! Is it okay as it is?〉
〈 A hotbed of sensuality on the court!〉
〈 Exposure rather than skill! Sick women’s tennis!〉
〈 Is it a dirty video or a tennis match 〉

What is this
The title and the contents are just like the way female tennis players dress is too suggestive, it is sexualized, and it is not about skill, but about exposure.

More than anything…

〈 Sexualization of female tennis players. Is it okay as it is?〉
—Editor Suyeon Kang

The name of the reporter’s older sister in the middle.

“See? This is a picture of me hanging up so proudly? What did they say. Exposure rather than skill, Ho Jin-dae A, the symbol of sex commercialization without shame. He shot very well. Why don’t you just use your name? Why don’t you be anonymous?”
“Uh… This, this. That…”

Hee-yeon noona smiles cynically at reporter noona who shakes her hand in embarrassment.

“Because I was so angry that I even took screenshots and carried them around with me? Thanks to that, I practiced clenching my teeth and my grades got better.
“I’m sorry. That… It wasn’t on purpose…”
“It’s not intentional. It’s your representative femme magazine, isn’t it?”

Heeyeon noona’s eyes turned to me as she leaned back on her chair with her arms crossed.

“Min-Jun, tell them not to publish the interview today. They’re extreme feminists?

In her hopes, she searched for Woman Power Magazine on her cell phone… Wow. This is a bit

“Oh, no! That’s all please!”
“It’s done. Have a good meal~ Let’s go, Minjun.”

Although her pleading reporter sister was a bit pitiful, she stood up following Heeyeon, who was innocently pulling her by the wrist.

“Ah. I’m going to have a good meal, boss~ The lady in the back will do the billing.”

In the meantime, until the calculation is over.
It’s scary, Heeyeon noona.

Hee-yeon’s older sister grabs her by the wrist, but the reporter’s older sister, who has finished calculating her hastily, follows her and begins to plead with her.

“Heeyeon! I’ll apologize. I’m sorry. Please forgive me just once.”
“It’s okay~”
“Uh… Hey. We draw too much attention? For now, let’s not look at each other.”

The attention is focused on the sight of an intelligent-looking beautiful career woman clinging to a gorgeous blonde beauty. In the meantime, even the gaze of ‘what is he?’

When I drag Heeyeon noona, who is still holding her by the wrist, to a deserted place, the reporter noona, who has been following her, apologizing, pleads with me this time.

“Mr. Minjun, please. Please cancel the interview…”
“Anyway, Femi is a bit…”
“No! It’s not really, really, it’s because Minjun is so handsome! And his skills! And his skills! That’s why I interviewed him!”

As the reporter’s older sister’s plea weakens her heart, Heeyeon’s older sister puts her hand on her wrist and tightens it.

“Don’t be fooled. That’s a very sinister woman. Even now, if I hadn’t followed you, you would have been drinking and eating.”

… That’s fine
I am moved by Hee-yeon noona’s needless consideration, and all her tears come out.

“Because it’s not! It’s not really like that!”
“Then what is it?”
“I just… Just needed a picture…”
“I took a lot of pictures during the interview… Oh no~ this was a very scary woman.”
“Yes?”
“I did it to eat our little and precious Minjun and take pictures!!”
“No!! Just a picture of a hand— oops!”
“…Hand shape?”

Heeyeon noona, who thought for a while, was startled and said,

“Could this be it?”

While she does, she searches for something on her cell phone and shows it.
Omg! Crazy!
To kill someone!

If a picture of that hand shape is taken, it is a social burial.
I’m not a nam femme!!

“Wow, are you really evil?”
“No, that’s not it… I’m not doing it because I want to. Really, I don’t like it either… I really hate it too, but the editor-in-chief told me to film it… Uhhhhh.”

The reporter’s older sister, who hesitated to make excuses, eventually bursts into tears.
She was crying so sadly, so I patted her on the back and looked at Hee-yeon’s eyes.

“Wow~ cry cry!”

Is this person a natural S.
Heeyeon noona, whom she liked while giggling, speaks patronizingly.

“So, would you like to take a look?”
“Yes! Please! I don’t do femi anymore? Look! I’m growing my hair out again, I’ve put on makeup, and I’ve put on perfume!”

It was truly pitiful to see the reporter’s sister crying while clinging to Heeyeon’s sister.
Feel sorry for This is the misery of an office worker.

“Um~ what should I do~”
“Please. I might get fired. Yes?”
“Then will you do everything I ask you to do?”
“Yes! I’ll do everything!”

Heeyeon noona’s eyes twinkle even in the dark, just as her light bulb lights up in response.
Oh wow i’m scared i’m scared A woman’s grudge is so frightening.

“Um~ um~ then what~”

The place where Heeyeon noona’s eyes stopped right away as she sang her strange hum and looked around her…

“Let’s go in there!”
“Yes! Anywhere is fine— hee! Um, why over there?”

It was a motel.

“Why? You’re my slave from now on! Hee hee!”

Heeyeon noona and reporter noona’s bobim… This is precious

I’m sick of imagining it
I should go home quickly and call Ji-kyung noona.

“Where are you?”
“Yeah? I’m home now…”
“Where are you going? I can’t go. Follow me too! Hee hee.”

The reporter noona looks at her with a desperate expression.
Well… After all, it’s embarrassing to even have me—

“Me, please go with me. I don’t want to be alone with that woman!”

Hmmm.
Then there is nothing you can do i’ll have to follow