Strange Hayeon Noona (1)
Strange Hayeon Noona (1)
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As expected, even a guy that handsome is no match for me.
Ha-yeon, feeling satisfied, lowered her waving hand and brushed her hair back, pretending to be elegant for no reason. Humming a tune of satisfaction, she looked for her phone to send a KakaoTalk to Ji-gyeong, but suddenly felt a gaze from the side and slowly turned her head.
"Hick!"
A terrifying gaze felt from behind sunglasses.
Envious—no, that annoying bitch was staring at her out of nowhere.
"W-why?"
Ha-yeon was usually confident and haughty everywhere, but she couldn't be haughty in front of a predator superior to her.
This wasn't a rational judgment, but a sixth sense derived from the unique aura of women who are popular with men—the same kind of predator.
"Hey."
"H-hiccup! Y-yes?"
"Who are you?"
"W-what do you mean?"
"Who are you to greet him so affectionately?"
"Greet?"
Blinking, Ha-yeon finally understood.
"Ah. Are you... dating him? Number 15?"
Damn it.
To think a bitch like this would be attached to him.
What kind of grudge did that bitch Ji-gyeong have to drive her here? Ha-yeon felt like crying from the injustice.
"Who? Me? Ha. No? Absolutely not? Dating? Who would date a monkey like that...."
However, the woman twisted her lips and let out a loud sigh repeatedly.
"Ah. Then you... no, you like that person, Number 15."
"Ha! Like him? Me? Him?"
The woman sighed again,
"Hey. I like him?"
"O-oh, is that not it?"
"It's not."
She spat out words that were obviously a lie to anyone.
Her furrowed brow and the hot, glaring gaze couldn't be hidden even by the sunglasses. Ha-yeon felt wronged.
'Shit... It's not like we're in elementary school, if you like him, just say you like him. Why are you making me feel so wronged!'
After glaring for a while, the Sunglasses Woman seemed satisfied with Ha-yeon's restless state, relaxed her expression, and crossed her arms.
"Hey."
"Y-yes!"
"Do you know him well?"
"No... I don't know him well...."
"Hm? You don't? Why?"
"If you ask why... it's just that I met him once a week ago, and even then, it was just for a moment, a very brief moment...."
Watching Ha-yeon speak carefully for fear of being misunderstood, the woman tilted her head.
"Then why are you so close?"
"We're not really close..."
"You greeted him. Happily. You were waving your hand and everything."
"That's nothing."
Is she picking a fight?
Even if she wants to be sarcastic, why be sarcastic about something like this? As Ha-yeon spoke as if complaining, the Sunglasses Woman pouted her lips as if she couldn't understand.
"So you're saying you greeted that monkey so happily even though you've only met him once, and for a very short time at that?"
"It wasn't exactly 'happily'..."
It's true, but hearing it like that makes it sound like there's something going on.
The woman, deep in thought, uncrossed her arms and lowered her sunglasses.
Beyond the sunglasses perched on the bridge of her nose, her eyes were revealed.
Ha-yeon forgot the situation and muttered.
"Incredible."
It was an eye shape that was slightly unsatisfactory despite having had lateral and epicanthoplasty.
Others praised them as pretty, natural, and perfect, but she felt a strange lack, yet was frustrated because she didn't know what was missing. Now she knew why. The perfect eye shape Ha-yeon had dreamed of was right in front of her.
"Hey. What's your name?"
"Ha-yeon... Kim Ha-yeon."
"Mm. Okay."
The woman, who had been staring intently at Ha-yeon with brown pupils that seemed like they would pull you in, said.
"You be my puppy."
"Ye-heh... What??"
Hm? What?
Beep, beep, beeeep—
The game is over.
1:0 victory.
In the early second half, a decisive chance through my dribbling breakthrough became the only goal of this match.
After that, I threatened the opponent's flank with active movement, but since nothing connected to a goal, my stats were just 1 assist. Still, looking at the performance, the MOM today is definitely me.
If you edit the highlights, you'll probably see me in most of the scenes.
Of course, there's no one to edit highlights for something like the University League.
Getting praised by the Coach, "See, you can do it!", and hearing the seniors acknowledge my skills, the opening match seems successful enough.
After finishing stretches and showering, the sky was already dark.
Even as a starting member, I couldn't skip the cleanup as the youngest, and after waiting for all the soccer club members to leave while cleaning up, I ended up coming out last.
It's good that my dick got bigger, but when we shower together, they stare too much.
These days, I purposely shower last because it's embarrassing. This is a bit inconvenient.
"You're late?"
As soon as I came out of the locker room, a woman appeared out of nowhere and abruptly linked her arm with mine.
"Who... Ha-yeon Noona?"
"Mm. You remember."
"Of course. How could I forget a pretty woman like you?"
"Oh my, you're a smooth talker. And yet, you haven't sent a single text all this time?"
"Contact? I'd need your number— Ah!"
That's right.
I exchanged numbers with Ha-yeon Noona when the Cheerleading Squad came.
As I just stood there with my mouth agape at the belated realization, Ha-yeon Noona laughed.
"What is this~ I'm hurt. You said you wouldn't forget a pretty woman like me, but you'd already forgotten."
"No. It's not that... I really just forgot that we exchanged numbers... but I haven't forgotten you, Noona."
"I don't know. I'm hurt."
Ugh... is this that? The unique passive skill of women who want you to soothe them when they're sulking.
Fortunately, Ha-yeon Noona smiled brightly and said in a subtle voice.
"Then buy me a drink instead. That's okay, right?"
"O-of course... Ah. But alcohol is a bit..."
"Why? You don't want to? Min-seong, you don't want to buy me a drink."
"No, that's not it... And my name isn't Min-seong."
"...Hm? Ah, my mistake, my mistake. Min-seon."
"...It's Min-jun."
"......."
"......."
I slowly pulled my arm away.
Ha-yeon Noona, who had been giving an embarrassed smile, stuck to me again, rubbing her chest against my forearm and acting cute.
"Sorry~ I do remember Min-jun's face. You're so handsome~"
Handsome... Ahem.
That, I admit.
"Then Noona, you buy me dinner."
"Me?"
"Yes. You."
"Uh... I've never bought a meal for a guy before."
...This Noona is also the same type as Ji-gyeong Noona.
Come to think of it, Ji-gyeong Noona was also in the Cheerleading Squad. Geez... birds of a feather, I guess.
If it were before, I would've been happy to give my heart and soul to any pretty woman who approached me, whether she was easy or a slut. But I am a man with a Charm 95 stat, after all.
"Then try buying one for the first time."
"Sh-shall I?"
"Why. You don't want to? Then forget it."
"No, no, no. I'd love to~"
Hmm.
The chest is definitely better on Ji-gyeong Noona....
Savoring the sensation against my forearm, I headed to the university district with Ha-yeon Noona.
"Ah, Noona. I don't drink, so no bars."
"What!? Why!?"
"What kind of alcohol for an athlete? Especially since I just came from a game."
"What's wrong with that??"
Ignoring Ha-yeon Noona, who was yapping, I went into my regular BBQ restaurant.
Ha-yeon Noona just glared at the grill with a sullen expression; she didn't set the table, didn't pour water, didn't grill the meat. It's not like she's a princess.
"Noona. Hurry up and grill the meat."
"What!? Why should I!?"
"I just played a game."
"But I'm the one paying!"
...That's true.
Then I'll grill the meat.
So I grilled the meat and wrapped a piece for her, and she laughed happily again.
"Mmm, it's delicious~ As expected, meat grilled by a handsome man is the tastiest."
"But Noona."
"Mm?"
"I've been wanting to ask since earlier... what's with those sunglasses?"
"Huh?"
"The sunglasses, the sunglasses."
Sunglasses that gave off a luxurious vibe that didn't match her casual outfit.
She didn't have them when I was playing earlier, so I was surprised when she suddenly appeared wearing them—wondering where she got them.
"Ah... that... the owner... no, an older sister I know gave them to me. How is it, pretty?"
"They're pretty, but stop wearing them."
"Why~ Do you know how much these cost~ I don't want to~"
"It's just that it looks like you're trying to hide a black eye from getting hit by your husband."
"...You really have a way with words."
Even so, she quietly took off the sunglasses, packed them carefully, and put them in her bag.
Good grief, it's not like it's a jewel; she's making such a fuss over a pair of sunglasses.
"But Min-jun."
"Yeah."
"You really won't drink?"
"Yeah, I won't."
"Juuust~ one glass. Huh? Not even one glass?"
"Nope, not happening~ Go home."
"Ah, shit."
After I wrapped some meat for her, she chewed it and then...
"Then, you know."
"Yeah, no."
"Oh, seriously! Ugh... chew chew, so like~"
Wondering why this Noona is acting like this, I looked at her, and she said with a mysterious expression.
"I have something I'm curious about."
"Ask comfortably. Why are you so self-conscious?"
"Mm. It's... Min-jun, what's your ideal type?"
"Huh? My ideal type?"
I thought it was something serious, but it's nothing.
My ideal type.
"Pale skin, big eyes, a sharp nose, and red lips?"
"Ah~ What is that~ Not that kind of thing~"
"Actually, I don't really have one. It's not like I have a set style for an ideal type."
I smiled lightly and spun a lie.
It's actually the opposite. I have a clear ideal type.
It's just that my ideal type is someone I can't meet anymore.
'I wonder how that bitch is doing.'
I was reminiscing about old memories when Ha-yeon Noona asked in a sharp voice.
"Then next! Among the women you've met recently, who is the most attractive?"
"Hmm... how recent?"
"Like~"
What is she doing?
The Noona, who glanced down at her phone, answered.
"About, a week?"
"If it's that..."
Attractive women I've met in the last week.
Ji-gyeong Noona, Ha-yeon Noona... and that crazy bitch.
Honestly, if it weren't for her personality, that crazy bitch is pretty.
"Obviously Ha-yeon Noo—"
"No! That's not it! Think carefully."
As expected, this is too cliché.
"Hmm, then... there was a bit of a strange woman. Her personality was completely weird, but her face was incredibly pretty?"
"Y-yeah! Then..."
Glancing down at her phone again,
"But why don't you date that pretty woman?"
"......??"
What kind of question is that?
"Do I have to date everyone who's pretty?"
"That's not it, but still! You must have had a chance to date her!"
Ah, annoying.
I was reasonably full, and I was starting to crave a woman, so I answered vaguely.
"First, I have to check our sexual compatibility."
"Hick! D-do you really look at, no, think that?"
"Yeah. But Noona. Let's get going now."
Women really can't put their phones down.
I don't know what they have so much to talk about, but as she kept sending texts—tap tap tap-tap-tap—the Noona made a weird sound.
"Eek!!"
"Ah, what now."
"It's that..."
Ha. This woman is also a bit weird.
Are all pretty women like this?
"Mm. Min-jun. Shall we... stop by over there... over there?"
The place Noona is pointing to.
It was the tallest building in the vicinity.
<Latz Hotel>
"...Sounds good."