"It's true. As a woman."
Lee Seok-min's one word almost made me spit out the water I was drinking. I don't want to become a human spray gun because of you, do I? Why don't you just like Korean? If you like Korean, I'll forgive you even if you say you like me.
"Pfft... Wh... yah, I almost spit it out."
"why?"
"Why? But do you like Korean?"
"Um... not really. It's a bit boring."
"Do you like history?"
"Um... I like music."
"Then, would a music teacher be good too?"
"The music teacher is good, but... my back hurts too much to get on eye level with him... and he's also too indifferent. But I like the music."
"Then, while I'm at it, why don't you study hard in Korean too?"
"That... seems a little difficult, doesn't it?"
"Oh, okay... Take care and go. I don't even have the strength to speak."
"I really like you, teacher! I'm not kidding, I really do!"
Lee Seok-min yells from behind. He says that if you scream like that in the hallway, everything will echo. Ugh... I want to hide in a hole, whether it's a rat hole or a dog hole, right now. I can't even run with heels on... Oh my... Why are you wearing heels at this age, right? But I should wear them as much as I want until I turn thirty. Then, really... I can't, I can't.
***
"Okay, kids."
"yes?"
"I have a proposition for you."
'What, what,'
'If you clean it, I'll jump.'
'Because our teacher is so neat again.'
That hit home. Kids, actually... you're just pretending to be neat and tidy. Actually, my house is incredibly dirty... I have a habit of piling up unnecessary things in one place. It's not where I live or eat, so I don't get it dirty. My house... well,
"Ha... I'm sorry for hiding it. The teacher said it was a bit dirty."
'to?'
'Teacher, it's neat.'
"Ugh... I don't think that'll hit the nail on the head..."
Now it's time to reveal my true self. I've been hiding my true self for years. Of course...the kids have seen it too. My desk in the teacher's office is incredibly clean. It's literally spotless.
"Ha... guys. I know it's a bit odd to say this during class, but there's a room in the teacher's house that's a total mess. There's a lot of dust and it's hard to even open the door."
'Why is that?'
'My room is like that too!'
'Ugh...'
"Yeah, it's a total dump. So! I'm looking for three people to come over to the teacher's house and help me clean up my room."
'You're asking for that much?'
'How dirty is it then?'
'Hey, there's no such thing as a free lunch.'
"Um... yeah, there's no such thing as a free lunch. In exchange for helping you clean up, I'll let you eat chicken at my house. Of course, I'll pay for it."
Ugh, kids really love chicken. There are so many people raising their hands right now... If I take them all, my house will be so small that I have to expect it to burst, and the cost of chicken for the kids... Since girls tend to be shy, it might be a bit much to raise their hands. It's all boys. These kids are at the age where they should be eating, so the cost of chicken alone will be huge... If this continues, I don't think I'll have any money left... That's why I'm only calling three people. Why am I calling them all? Who's the third generation of the chaebol? Then there's no need for me to be here like this.
Among the kids raising their hands, there's one kid who's particularly noisy. Why are they acting like that? Even though they're my students, I feel a little uncomfortable.