Chapter 463 – Should I Try a Cafe? Quit the Shitty Job.

“Are you really crazy?”

Taeyeon, who was listening to my story at the cafe, looked at me with a shocked expression.

“Would you like to do something like that in the classroom? Four of them?”

“No, I didn’t want to do it,”

“You did it, you bastard. Ah, they are horny bastards.”

Taeyeon, who said it as if she hated it, shook her head and raised her coffee cup. She took a sip of her Americano from a clear plastic cup and continued her speech.

“Oh, you crazy bastards. I’ve never had classroom sex before.”

“Hey. This is a cafe.”

“What does it matter? No one is listening.”

As she said, there were no customers at the tables around us. There was an attendant at the counter a few meters away, but the room was filled with singing so he couldn’t hear our conversation.

But that was it, and this was this. I took a sip of her coffee and gave her attention, as did her seated across from her.

“Be careful though. With or without people.”

“What do you care?”

“Why do I not care?”

“…”

Taeyeon frowned and touched the dewy cup. Then she asked with an expectant look.

“What does it matter?”

“Uh?”

“I do what I want, but you ask what does it have to do with you?”

What’s wrong with him, she thought, but she gave an obvious answer.

“I’m right in front of you, what am I going to be if you say that?”

“Haaaaa, you fucking bastard.”

“Why are you sighing?”

“Shut up. You’re making people look forward to it.”

“I?”

“I told you to shut up. Ooh, it burns my throat. Fuck.”

Taeyeon, who noticed her disappointment, drank her coffee again. Then she asked, putting the cup down.

“So what is it? What do you want to talk about here?”

“What? No, I told you everything.”

“What are you saying, you asshole. All I heard was that you and your girlfriends went to a festival and had fun? Oh, and having sex in the classroom.”

“Oh little.”

“Something. She said she had something to say, so she came right after work. Just keep bragging.”

“What kind of pride is this?”

“Okay, so there’s something I want to ask you. What. Pick it up and tell me.”

The reason I met Taeyeon at her cafe was simple.

“Se-hee hacked someone else’s phone, and I hit that person’s friend, to the point of vomiting. But didn’t you tell me this?”

“Oh, I said.”

“Then you know what I mean?”

“I don’t know, you bastard. So what. So what.”

“No, I was going to ask if you wouldn’t get arrested after doing this.”

What Sehee and I did was a natural illegal act. Not to mention that Sehee hacked it, and I was even filmed hitting people. So I couldn’t help but worry.

However, Taeyeon dismissed my worry as useless.

“Hey. So, did you guys get arrested? Did the cop come and handcuff you?”

“If you’re a cop and you call a cop a cop,”

“It is my heart. So, were you guys arrested?”

“No.”

“Didn’t you get hit? That’s it.”

“Uh?”

“I’ll explain slowly, so listen carefully. If you ask me again, I will die.”

After saying that, Taeyeon took a sip of coffee and explained the reason.

“First, Sehee. If Se-hee did something wrong, she would go to jail, but that person should report it first. This isn’t China, so you’re going to spy on people’s phones one by one and investigate that this bastard’s phone was hacked?”

“No.”

“That’s it, you idiot. If they don’t report it, how can they catch them? And you. Even though it was filmed, I heard that the beating scene was not accurately filmed?”

“Huh. It was covered with Mina’s body.”

“Then there is no problem? What’s the problem? This is fine even if the police come, no matter how fucked up you are. If you drag it on for a little longer, you could go to court and get acquitted due to insufficient evidence.”

“Okay?”

“Yes, you bastard. But didn’t Minah tell you this?”

“I told you the same thing.”

“Then why do you come and fuck me?”

Of course, Mina said it was okay. It was the same with the demon king, and so was Sehee. However, I wanted to ask Taeyeon, who must have seen this kind of situation a lot while working, if she was really okay.

I shared this idea with Taeyeon.

“I want to hear that you are okay.”

“Oh, you fucking bastard.”

“Why?”

“Shut up, fuck. No, why did he die like this?”

“What am I?”

“Shut up, you asshole.”

Taeyeon, who was talking about why I can be relieved, drank coffee again. She quenched her dry throat from talking for quite some time and looked around for no reason.

“Oh, but fuck. Shall I go to a cafe too? Quit your job as a cop.”

“Why? Do not want to do it?”

“Then would you like to do it? Day and night just disappear. If you work at a cafe, you’ll at least be able to sleep at night. More time to play with Yena.”

“Stop the police?”

“You just said that, you asshole. Do you just take what I said as a documentary?”

Taeyeon, who muttered, “How can it be easy being self-employed?” Looked at me again.

“Hey.”

“Huh. Say.”

“What you looking at?”

“Did you call me?!”

She drank her coffee, showing a somewhat exaggerated reaction. Then I asked Taeyeon, who was sitting across from me.

“So, what are you going to say to me?”

I wasn’t the only one with something to say. If that were the case, this would have been a phone call or text message rather than a face-to-face meeting.

“Uh, so, yes.”

At my question, Taeyeon showed hesitation for the first time.

“Haaaaah, … !”

Still, she let out a deep sigh and met her eyes with mine and asked.

“Hey. Do you remember the wedding?”

“It was a few years ago, so I don’t remember exactly.”

“Not our wedding, you asshole. Yes, Dad’s wedding.”

“It’s a joke, but I’m a bit swearing…”

“You like being cursed at.”

“Uh?”

“I heard everything from Sehee and Minah. I heard you like being cursed at in bed?”

“No, like that! And can’t we cover up that kind of talk?”

“Oh right. You said you’d rather be covered up than completely naked. Is it real?”

“Did they tell you that too?!”

“No. I heard this from the demon king.”

I don’t know why my girlfriends are so talkative. Thinking of what to say when we meet later, I returned to the original subject.

“But then why the wedding?”

“Ah.”

Taeyeon’s face hardened after she smiled mischievously at my words. Still, she smiled and with a small sigh, brought up the story she was about to tell.

“Haaa, at that time, at the wedding, I just brought it and sprinkled it. Yes, with pictures and something.”

“Oh, it was. But then you gave me an attachment doll. Can I? Didn’t you find Yena?”

“Go Raji, you sick bastard. Yenna likes it so much, how do you give it to her?”

“So what did she throw then?”

“I bought it at the mart when I bought the bag.”

“Are the clothes real?”

“I bought that too.”

“What about the album? Did you buy the album too?”

“It is real. Oh, and the shoes are real too. Black nipples must be real too?”

What is real It means she doesn’t even know herself.

“Ha, fuck. It was so fucking fun back then.”

As if recalling that time, Taeyeon smiled. But the corners of her mouth, which had gone up a little, began to go down again.

“No, but hey. Don’t stop talking Because of you, the story keeps going wrong.”

Because of me.

“If you lick your mouth again, I will lick your mouth. Got it?”

“Okay.”

“I told you to close your mouth.”

As Ji asked.

While I muttered inwardly, Taeyeon continued her original words.

“So, the other day, you went to Jena’s dad’s kid’s wedding and messed around. I heard the results a few days ago. Of course, the marriage was terminated, and they decided to pay the full amount of the penalty for the wedding company and that.”

You guys?

“I decided not to take issue with defamation and the fact that you hit me. But child support is an issue. Even though I said I didn’t have to accept it at the time, when I said I would give it, I was shaken, damn it.”

“Wait for a sec.”

Even though I was told not to cut off the conversation, I couldn’t stop interfering with this.

“Did you hear that from that bastard? Yes, what is Daddy?”

“Uh.”

“Then you have to say yes. I thought I heard it from that, those four juniors.”

“Hayoon, you bastard. Park Ha-yoon.”

“I saw it once that day, how do I remember it?”

“You can’t stop making excuses like that.”

Taeyeon, who is said to be the stick of the people, raised her cup. So she filled her mouth with coffee and ice as she spoke grimly.

“Therefore. Adudeuk, Adudeuk”

“Eat and talk. Eat.”

“Ah, yes, what do I say?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Okay. Are you my mother, you asshole? I don’t know what she’s talking about.”

Taeyeon, who was chewing on the ice, sighed with a chill. Seeing her sighing frequently today, I felt a bit worried.

“So, then I gave you a business card. That bastard called that.”

“Why did that bastard call? Do you have any concerns? And did you get it?”

“Fuck, this bastard has no fucking idea? I gave you a business card to call, but if you don’t answer, you’ll be damned.”

“Nevertheless.”

“Shut up, do you know what he called me and said?”

“What did you say?”

“I told you earlier, stupid. They said they’ll make it as if they didn’t mess around at the wedding.”

“What else did you say?”

“I did, fuck.”

Taeyeon, who had been laughing nonchalantly, finally got to the point.

“That bastard wants to see Jena’s face. Meet in person.”