“Everyone. Do you like drinking?”
– “First of all, let’s not get into that. My tear ducts are something I can’t control.”
– “What’s ‘Jahwa-cheon’?”
– “Is it someone who brags about themselves? Or something about getting angry at their mom?”
– “I really don’t know what it means.”
– “Pfft.”
The second one was funny. The comments were filled with laughter.
I became curious about the answer and quickly scrolled down.
Then the comments said:
– “A genius idiot who gets his peni*s angry.”
– “It doesn’t seem like he intends anything, but it’s seriously funny.”
– “ot.”
Is that what it meant?
I lowered my head slightly.
I tried my best not to cry.
Still, tears started to trickle down and welled up.
Seeing me like that, the viewers panicked, and the main culprits got scolded, while I desperately held back my tears and continued the game.
Do I like alcohol?
Maybe it’s not a fitting thing to say for someone who had drinking parties five times a week, but honestly, I don’t know if I truly like it.
I didn’t really like people or alcohol either.
I drank because I wanted to forget the things I hated, wanting to fall asleep next to a dumpster.
Lately, my appetite has been stronger than my desire to drink, and I’ve stopped drinking to save the money I spent there.
Even if I feel stressed, a lot of it was relieved by Yoo Ji-eun and Song Chae-hyun.
… And partly by my hand games.
Still, it was kind of amazing that this body was experiencing drinking for the first time.
Maybe because my body has changed, I hardly crave cigarettes or alcohol at all.
While I was pondering like that, I checked my KakaoTalk.
- “So we’re meeting at Sion Park at 7 PM, right?”
- “Yes, see you then ^^”
After confirming with Yoo Ji-eun again, I nodded to myself and took out clothes from the hanger to stand in front of the bathroom mirror.
Hmm, let’s go with this one this time.
Among the various outfits Yoo Ji-eun bought for me, I chose a different outfit this time.
It was a more modern style with less frill on the shirt than the one I wore last time.
I wanted to look decent at the bar too. Instead of a flowy skirt, I picked something that clung a bit more.
But I wish Chae-hyun unnie could come too.
Initially, I thought Song Chae-hyun would go with us, so I said I would contact her as well.
- “No.”
- “We’re going just the two of us.”
She rejected me with even a period at the end of her sentence, something she rarely does.
She told me not to mention meeting with Song Chae-hyun at all.
That’s why I checked the manager list when bringing up the topic of drinking.
Was there something that needed to be discussed just between the two of us?
I left about 10 minutes early.
But Yoo Ji-eun was already there.
I often ran over and waved at her.
“Unnie!”
“Ah, I Hyun. You came out early again this time.”
“Yes. Hehe…”
Yoo Ji-eun approached and patted me. I quietly accepted it. Now, I simply felt good.
She was wearing a black dress.
Yoo Ji-eun usually wears soft and elegant beige dresses, but this time, perhaps for the night, she chose to wear black.
It matched the night streets perfectly.
Somehow, it felt mature.
I was also in a black shirt, but why did it feel so different?
Of course, Yoo Ji-eun is an adult, but there’s something about that.
The words “adult” and “grown-up” feel slightly different.
I’m an adult, but Yoo Ji-eun is a grown-up.
But if she suggested drinking, did she know I was an adult?
“Um, unnie.”
“Yes?”
“How did you know I’m an adult?”
“Huh? You weren’t a minor?”
Yoo Ji-eun seemed genuinely surprised, covering her mouth with her hand.
“Huh?”
Wait.
Does that mean she was going to give alcohol to a minor?
Reading my expression, Yoo Ji-eun laughed and said, “Oh, I honestly don’t really care about those things.”
Saying that, she walked away.
Is it okay to drink with someone like this?
“Wow… you’re really beautiful.”
The bar had a black-toned interior, with soft yellow lighting illuminating the space.
In the center, the bartender was wiping something that looked like equipment with a cloth.
It felt incredibly luxurious.
I had only ever drunk soju and beer in my life, so this place was entirely new to me.
“Excuse me, could you recommend a cocktail? This is my first time at a place like this…”
“Is it your first time?”
“Yes…”
“Hmm…”
When I replied, Yoo Ji-eun’s eyes widened slightly.
“What kind of drink do you want?”
“Um…”
I felt like something sweet. And since I didn’t know how much I could handle…
“Please make it something sweet, and with a low alcohol content…”
“Got it.”
“Excuse me, I’d like a Kahlua Milk and a B-52, please.”
“Yes, understood.”
The bartender approached and continued, “One Kahlua Milk for the person on the side, and the customer has a B-52—”
“Oh, no. It’s the other way around.”
“Huh?”
“This one is Kahlua Milk, and that one is the B-52.”
For a moment, the bartender looked to the side and said, “I’m sorry, but regarding what I just unintentionally overheard—”
“Yes?”
Yoo Ji-eun and the bartender’s eyes briefly met.
“Um… never mind.”
Then the bartender smiled and turned around to grab some tools and began making the cocktail.
“Hehe… I’m looking forward to it.”
The whole omakase vibe and having it made in front of me made me feel like it was all for me, and I felt happy.
It felt like I was the main character in a drama, and that excitement bubbled up inside me. I mustn’t forget to thank them.
Yoo Ji-eun smiled and replied to me, “Me too.”
“What does B-52 mean?” I asked.
“Um… it’s a secret.”
Before long, the cocktails were placed in front of us.
“Here are your Kahlua Milk and B-52.”
“Wow…”
I couldn’t help but exclaim.
The drinks, layered in three colors, looked really beautiful.
It felt like something I would only see in a drama.
“I will drink it gratefully.”
“Sure.”
I suddenly thought how wonderful Yoo Ji-eun was.
She continuously showed me a new world.
Feeling that way, I felt truly grateful.
“… Unnie.”
“Yes?”
“Thank you, always. For being so nice to someone like me.”
“Oh, it’s nothing. I’m doing it because I like it.”
Seeing Yoo Ji-eun’s humility made me smile for a moment, and we toasted before taking a sip.
Just one sip.
“Yum!”
“It’s really delicious, right? So smooth and tasty!”
“Hehe, right?”
Two sips.
“How about you? Is it good?”
“Yes. Yours has similar ingredients, though. Want to give it a try?”
“No, I feel a bit bad… hehe…”
Three sips.
“You’ve already drunk half of yours. You still have a lot left, unnie… I’m sorry. It’s my first time drinking, so I don’t know the pace. My head is feeling a bit fuzzy…”
“It’s okay. If you want, I can order another drink for you.”
Five sips.
“It seems like you’re not drunk at all…?”
“Yeah…”
“I’m sorry. I think I’m a bit tipsy…”
“It’s okay. Come here. I’ll hug you.”
“Huh? Ah, I think I’m a bit tipsy too.”
“Ugh… hehe…”
Six sips.
“Unnie…”
“Yes?”
“I think I’m really quite tipsy…”
Yoo Ji-eun gazed down at Moon I-hyun, who was nestled beside her.
Warm breath traveled up from the dress to the skin of her side.
If only she would act like this just for me all the time.
She had originally thought it would be easy to claim her for herself.
But then there was Song Chae-hyun.
Just thinking about her made Yoo Ji-eun’s brows furrow slightly.
She had been an ongoing distraction.
The suggestion to drink so early was partly out of frustration.
Yet, she hadn’t expected I-hyun to follow along so willingly.
… Did she really not notice my intentions?
Even if she’s not entirely sure, she should have picked up on something. She’s quite insensitive.
Yoo Ji-eun wanted to tell her right then and there why she shouldn’t recklessly go to a bar with a stranger, but she held back.
What she desired was not just her small frame.
At that moment, Moon I-hyun’s phone vibrated.
“Ah, wait a moment. I’m sorry.”
With that, I-hyun pulled away and took out her phone.
Yoo Ji-eun felt a slight emptiness in her side.
“Um, just a second. I got a KakaoTalk from Chae-hyun…”
Yoo Ji-eun watched I-hyun.
A smile hung on her lips.
… I don’t like this. I really don’t like this.
It was a different kind of smile than the one I-hyun gave her.
It was an abstract feeling, but Yoo Ji-eun could definitely say one thing.
At that moment, when I hugged her, when I touched Song Chae-hyun’s body.
She had smiled just like that then. Yoo Ji-eun felt a pang.
She should have received a smile like that.
She briefly glanced at her own body.
Long, slender arms.
In that instant, a thought crossed her mind, bringing a sense of humiliation.
She had always prided herself on having a body that wouldn’t attract unwanted attention. She thought she wouldn’t let anyone take away her future partner.
What she felt just now was an inferiority complex about what she couldn’t have.
“I-hyun.”
“Yes?”
“What was the secret you mentioned?”
“Huh? The secret?”
“From last time.”
“Ah…”
Moon I-hyun seemed to recall something, and her face turned red.
Why?
Why is her face turning red?
Then she said, “I-I’d like to keep it a secret…”
Yoo Ji-eun felt a surge of emotion.
“So…I-hyun.”
“Yes?”
“Do you happen to like naughty things?”
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Thanks for the chapter
noo let her be, shes just getting less depressed, pls