8-TEEN
6. Downtown
요정연
"What? You said you didn't like it, but you're excited about it?"
이찬
"Oh my! I...got...you...big sister!!"
이여주
"Why did you have an accident?"
이찬
"Ugh... no..."
이찬
"Sister, this!"
Lee Chan gave me a doll.
신주아
"Wow, we're not here-"
요정연
"Ugh, death-"
신주아
"Pants-!"
이찬
"ㅇㅂㅇ;;; It's not even him, why are you like this;;"
요정연
"...Ugh...Cafe King...ಥ_ಥ"
이여주
"Uh...I...chocolate latte!"
이찬
"Oh, then I'll have strawberry latte."
요정연
"Milk tea mug"
신주아
"I... want a cafe latte"
I said all the menus, but... everyone still doesn't want to go.
이찬
"...If you don't guide me, I lose! Rock, paper, scissors!"
이찬
"(silence)"
요정연
"(silence)"
이여주
"(float)"
신주아
"(silence)"
이여주
"...I'll...go and come back."
요정연
"Hey, it's mine, milk tea!"
이여주
"I know, you little punk"
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[Time of Ascension]
부승관
"Hang, I have to eat ice cream...."
Well, from now on, I'm thinking of secretly getting soft serve ice cream from the cafe I work at without telling the owner.
One ice cream a day is basic ((I'll pay... right...?
이여주
"Excuse me...I'd like to order table number 17."
부승관
"Oh...Mom...!"
I was startled by the sudden voice, but I saved the ice cream. As expected, it's Naran Boo Seung-kwan...★
이여주
"Ah... I'm sorry, did I just blurt it out too suddenly..."
Well, I knew the moment I saw your face.
Oh my, that's my ideal type
부승관
"Okay... I'll help you order."
이여주
"That...chocolate latte, milk tea, strawberry latte, and cafe latte, please, table 17."
부승관
"all right!"
The woman asks as he hesitates for a moment.
이여주
"Ah...I'll do the math with this..."
부승관
"Ah... That's not it... That's... Too..."
부승관
"You're so...my ideal type...can I have your phone number..."
Yeah, Seungkwan Boo, you idiot... Be more confident...
이여주
"Oh, yes! Just a moment..."
The ideal type took out a piece of paper, wrote something quickly, and handed it to me.
부승관
"Thank you...!"
이여주
"That... calculation..."
부승관
"Calculate....yes, I will help you calculate it!"
이여주
"Here"
N...I got it...! J...phone number...
Even after the female protagonist leaves, Seung-gwan is still mumbling.
Everyone...please communicate...
I've definitely seen over 40 people in the group, but only one person is communicating... (gulp)
Here, this writer gets strength from reading comments...
Oh, I'm sorry if I seemed too arrogant!