Ep.42
That evening, Yeo-ju and her friends, who had checked Jeong-guk's contact, were in a state of confusion. The read receipt had already disappeared, and Yeo-ju, in a situation where she had to respond, had no one to speak up or offer an opinion.
Jimin is still unconscious and sleeping in his room.
"...I guess I should answer first...?"
The one who answered the heroine's cautiously worded question was Yeonjun. Yeonjun's expression was serious, his mood quite tense, a stark contrast to his usual mood.
"Sister, could you please write down exactly what I said...?"
"huh..."
The Fed began to speak slowly.
"Before we meet, promise me one thing."
Yeoju wrote as Yeonjun had instructed and pressed send. Soon after, a notification sounded, signaling a reply, and a text message from Jeongguk arrived.
"It's really late to reply...
So, what do you want?
"I hope you don't resort to physical contact or violence."
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"...is it really that little?"
"Yes. I can't leave even one possibility open..."
"okay..."
The female protagonist, who had written and sent the letter, began to feel nervous about what kind of response she would get from Jeong-guk.
And the answer that came after a while.
"Well... as long as you don't get on my nerves?"
I don't know what went through her mind after reading the reply, but the heroine let out a long sigh, and the group fell into even deeper thought. And then, a little later, another message arrived.
"So, we're meeting on Sunday, right?"
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"Dress up nicely, sis."
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In the days leading up to Sunday, Yeoju couldn't shake off thoughts of Jeon Jungkook. He'd defeated Park Jimin, who was so skilled at fighting that he seemed unbeatable, and then half-dead him, so her worries were justified.
The heroine, who stepped down from her position as leader, spent her remaining time learning simple self-defense techniques from the group and even trying to change her speech. The group members who continued to support her must have felt somewhat uneasy.
And D-Day.
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The heroine, wearing the dazzling outfit Jenny had chosen for her that morning, looked completely different from her usual self. With her heavy makeup, her look at first glance seemed like something suitable for a club outing.
It was natural that all eyes would be on the heroine as she passed the street in front of the ×× Art Hall, and Jeong-gook, who had been waiting, also looked at her.
"......"
Jungkook, who had been searching for Yeoju, raised his hand and entered her field of vision. And as she strode toward him, her gait had changed dramatically.
"What, it's not like the rumors say?"
"What does that look like?"
"...Um... The leader's older sister style?"
"I'm sorry, but the leadership was kicked out a long time ago."
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"why?"
"I guess my boyfriend is addicted."
Contrary to rumors, the heroine's prickly expression and sharp tone found Jungkook's eyes filled with interest. He asked her why she was laughing, and she simply replied, "It's just that."
"Well, let's go sit down at a nearby cafe."
"why?"
"Is it still early for lunch?"
"...is it so"
The two headed toward the cafe. Their changed appearances and the way they spoke contrasted sharply, but the heroine's gait lacked any sense of composure. It was as if she were struggling under some kind of pressure and fear, restricting her movements.
The cafe's clean interior was filled with the faint scent of pine needles, and the two stepped inside. After walking a few steps, Jungkook asked Yeoju to choose a drink. Yeoju muttered something about iced tea, and Jungkook walked straight to the counter.
The heroine sat down by the sunny window.
"Oh, you're already settled in?"
"Not really?"
"No, I like it."
"The weather is really nice today, isn't it?"
"...I don't really know what it is."
"......"
Jungkook seemed deeply annoyed by the heroine's persistently harsh words and actions, but he tried to hold it in. But didn't the heroine know?
"...What kind of movies do you like?"
"Anything is fine."
"Really? Then do you want to see the new boss that came out this time?"
"I saw that"
"Ah... Then do you want to watch Avengers?"
"I don't really care about hero movies..."
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"...Shouldn't we watch the movie?"
"Is that so?"
"......"
At the sound of the doorbell ringing, Jungkook got up to get a drink. Only after Jungkook left did the heroine finally catch her breath. She held her trembling hands.
"Okay, drink quickly."
"thank you"
"What, is there something you want to do, sis?"
"I don't know."
"...Then think about it slowly and tell me later."
"yes"
Jungkook's expression hardened, and Yeoju remained as rigid as ever. In the silence, the drinks quickly dwindled, and when their drinks were nearly gone, Jungkook suggested they leave.
The atmosphere between the two people who came out was unusual.
"...Have you thought about what to do?"
"...no"
"......"
"...So, do you want to be with me?"
"......"
"Oh shit,"
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"Please stop acting like a piece of shit and just talk.
Because it doesn't suit me at all."
"......"
"Oh, this older sister is really driving me crazy."
Jungkook raised his head once, then lowered it again, then grabbed Yeoju's wrist and led her into a side alley. He didn't go very far, so Yeoju shook his hand away. Jungkook cursed softly and sighed.
"...if you wanted to rebel against me
"This is fucking successful, congratulations."
"......"
“But, that kind of tone of voice and expression is annoying.”
Jungkook pushed Yeoju against the wall, and when she slammed into the wall and said, "Ah," Jungkook was already very close. When Jungkook raised his right hand and placed it on Yeoju's head, Yeoju flinched in surprise.
"...Shouldn't you look good to me?"
Jeongguk's right hand passed over the back of Yeoju's neck and swept down to her shoulder.
"I told you, if you don't be obedient, Park Jimin
"I can take you back."
As soon as Jeongguk's hand reached Yeoju's waist, he grabbed Yeoju's waist and pulled it towards him.
"...!"
"I hate these clothes because those kids
"Did you teach me?"
"...no..."
"But what should I do?"
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"I'm a little annoyed right now."
@Um... Today's Jungkook concept is just right... Big...
@If you don't send me a text, I'll get upset and take another 4 days off!! (Actually, I can't do it)