Sitting Still and Getting a Windfall (3)
Sitting Still and Getting a Windfall (3)
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Where am I? Who am I?
I just wanted to grab a quick dinner and go home, but the menu selection was the first hurdle.
"Player Min-jun, what would you like to eat?"
"Min-jun, there's a decent place right in front, let's go there."
"I was asking Player Min-jun?"
"Min-jun likes it too, right?"
"No, but since when did we get close enough for you to use informal speech with me?"
"We just met. If you've got a problem with it, use informal speech too."
"Ha! This is ridiculous."
"Well, I've got plenty."
"Aargh! What kind of bitch is this!!"
"Right here~"
"......."
Can't we just go anywhere?
Why do I have to be stuck between these women listening to this childish bickering?
If I had just kept my mouth shut, I might have felt like a harem king.
But this... this is just a childish argument. They're just using me as an excuse to fight!
If they were fighting over me because they liked me, I'd be happy to play along, but this just started because Heeyeon Noona picked a fight. Come to think of it, why is Heeyeon Noona acting like this? She didn't have a reputation for being a fighter.
As I was pondering the pedantic reasons for why these two were fighting, they realized that a verbal spat wouldn't settle things and turned their gazes toward me.
"Player Min-jun. You said you liked Western food earlier, so shall we go to a restaurant? I know a decent one."
Reporter Noona was pressed right up against me, her suit jacket's perky bulge barely touching me...! Just as all my attention was focused there, I felt a distinct softness from the other side.
"Min-jun, let's go to [Stays] in front of our school~"
Heeyeon Noona's chest is bigger than I thought~
"If you want to go that badly, you can go alone."
"I'm going with Min-jun, so why don't you go to that restaurant you like so much by yourself."
"......."
The breasts rubbing against me from both sides are nice, but why am I so tired?
I just want to eat quickly and go home, but they're barking incessantly on both sides.
Reporter Noona will likely be a one-time thing, but since Heeyeon Noona knows Yoon-hyeok Sunbae and goes to the same school, I'll be seeing her often...
"Let's just go to [Stays]."
I decided right then and there because it felt like we'd be here all night.
Reporter Noona pouted, but she nodded, and we headed to [Stays].
[Stays].
A room-style bar and restaurant in front of the school.
We were guided to a room by the staff, but since it was a 4-person table, someone would have to sit alone.
I was wondering if I should sit alone, but Heeyeon Noona suddenly grabbed my hand and sat me down next to her.
Reporter Noona, who had entered last, looked like she'd been slapped, then bit her lip and sat alone across from us.
"Player Min-jun. Is it okay if I order soju?"
"Yes, that's fine. But I don't drink..."
"It's okay if I drink, right?"
"Of course."
"And you..."
Reporter Noona glanced at Heeyeon Noona sitting next to me and scoffed,
"I'll have some too. Excuse me. Two bottles of soju, please."
"Boss. Make it three bottles. Who can get drunk on just one?"
"Unnie! Four bottles of soju~"
"Bring us five bottles."
"Six bottles."
"......."
I just wish they'd all disappear.
They say the most useless thing is a drinking contest, and it's true. How can people be so stupid.
I checked my phone, and it was already 10 PM.
When am I going to get home?
"Aren't you going home? We ate, so just go, okay?"
"I don't want to~ Why? What are you going to do if I leave~?"
"I'm not going to do anything! It's not what you're thinking, so please just go!!"
"What am I thinking~? Huh? What, what?"
Reporter Noona, who had been gnawing on her lips, suddenly shrieked.
"I'm not going to fuck you! I'm not going to fuck you, so please just go!!"
Please stop, you drunks!!
I'm going to lose my mind!!
"Nope, don't want to~ I'm not going anywhere~"
"Why! Why on earth!!"
"What if our small, cute, and precious Min-jun gets eaten? No, no. I can't leave."
"It's not like that! It's really not like that!!"
"Liar. I don't believe you. I know you're trying to fuck our Min-jun~"
They seemed to have forgotten I was even there, as if they were out of their minds.
No, wait. It's not me they forgot, it's shame. How ugly are women who have forgotten shame.
Heeyeon Noona, who had been smiling annoyingly, suddenly turned serious.
"Should I leave?"
"Yes! Uh-huh! Please!"
"I'll leave if you answer this."
"What is it! I'll answer everything. Okay? So please just go."
Heeyeon Noona said coldly to Reporter Noona, who was begging almost to the point of tears.
"Why did you dump me?"
"......??"
Reporter Noona, tilting her head with half-lidded eyes, was actually quite cute.
"You don't know? Ha! They say the victim never forgets, but the perpetrator does."
Heeyeon Noona took out her phone, pulled up a photo, and slammed it onto the table.
What was on the screen was the magazine I saw earlier, [Woman Power Magazine], where Reporter Noona works.
"What is this?"
"Flip through it."
The photos flipped by as Reporter Noona's finger swiped.
<Women's Tennis! Is This Okay?>
<The Court is a Hotbed of Sensationalism!>
<Exposure Over Skill! Women's Tennis is Getting Sick!>
<Is It a Porn Video or a Tennis Match?>
What is this.
The titles were like that, and the content was all about how women's tennis players' outfits are too sensational, it's sexual objectification, and they compete with exposure, not skill.
Above all...
<Sexual Objectification of Women's Tennis Players. Is This Okay?>
—Editor Kang Su-yeon
Reporter Noona's name was interspersed throughout.
"See that? They put my picture up there just to show it off, didn't they? What did it say? 'Exposure over skill, the symbol of shameless sexual objectification, Hojin University's Player A.' You really sniped at me. Why bother with anonymity? You should have just used my name."
"Uh... t-this. That is..."
Heeyeon Noona smiled cynically at Reporter Noona, who was flustered and waving her hands.
"I was so furious that I screenshotted everything and carry it around, you know? Thanks to that, I gritted my teeth and practiced, and my performance got even better. But you know what? I remember it like this, but you don't even remember it?"
"I-I'm sorry. That... it wasn't intentional..."
"'Not intentional,' my ass. Your company is a representative feminist magazine, right? Isn't it?"
Heeyeon Noona, who had been leaning back in her chair with her arms crossed, turned her gaze toward me.
"Min-jun. Tell them not to publish the interview from today. They're radical feminists, you know? You don't know how your interview will turn out. Just tell them you're canceling it."
Just in case, I searched for [Woman Power Magazine] on my phone... Wow. This is a bit much.
"N-no! Please, anything but that!"
"Forget it. Thanks for the meal~ Let's go, Min-jun."
Reporter Noona, who was begging, felt a bit pitiful, but I stood up and followed Heeyeon Noona, who was naturally pulling my wrist.
"Ah. Boss, thanks for the meal~ The lady coming out behind will pay for it."
Even passing the bill to her in this situation.
She's scary, Heeyeon Noona.
As I was being dragged away by my wrist by Heeyeon Noona, Reporter Noona, who had hurriedly finished paying, followed behind and started begging.
"Heeyeon-seonsu! I'll apologize. I'm sorry. Please forgive me just this once."
"Forget it~"
"Uh... hey. We're drawing too much attention, you know? Let's go somewhere without eyes on us first."
The sight of an intelligent-looking beautiful career woman clinging to a flashy blonde beauty was drawing all the attention. In the midst of that, there were even gazes directed at me, standing blankly between them, wondering, 'Who's that?'
I dragged Heeyeon Noona, who was still holding my wrist, to a place without people, and Reporter Noona, who had been following while apologizing incessantly, begged me this time.
"Player Min-jun. Please. Anything but canceling the interview..."
"I don't know, feminists are a bit..."
"No! Really, it's not like that, it's just that Player Min-jun is so handsome! And your skills! Your skills are great too! That's why I did the interview!"
Just as I was starting to feel weak at Reporter Noona's begging, Heeyeon Noona tightened her grip on my wrist.
"Don't be fooled. She's a very devious woman. If I hadn't followed, she would have gotten you drunk and eaten you up by now."
...That part would have been fine.
Heeyeon Noona's unnecessary consideration is so touching it almost makes me cry.
"I told you it's not like that! It's really not!"
"Then what is it?"
"Just... I just needed photos..."
"You take plenty of photos during an interview... Ah-ha~ You were a very scary woman."
"Huh?"
"You were trying to fuck our small and precious Min-jun and take pictures, weren't you!!"
"No!! It was just a hand gesture photo— Gasp!"
"...Hand gesture?"
Heeyeon Noona thought for a moment, then looked shocked,
"Don't tell me, this?"
She said, searching for something on her phone and showing it to me.
Gasp! You crazy!
Are you trying to kill me!
If I get photographed making that hand gesture, I'm socially dead.
I'm not a male feminist!!
"Wow~ You're really vicious, aren't you?"
"No, that's not it... I'm not doing it because I want to. Really, I hate it too... I really hate it, but the Editor-in-chief told me I had to take it... Waaaah."
Reporter Noona, who was stammering excuses, eventually burst into tears.
She was crying so sorrowfully that I patted her back lightly, and when I checked Heeyeon Noona's reaction, her eyes were sparkling as she watched Reporter Noona cry.
"Wow~ She's crying, she's crying!"
Is this person a natural-born sadist?
Heeyeon Noona, who was laughing and enjoying it, said as if doing a favor.
"Theeen~ shall I let you off the hook?"
"Yes! Please! I don't do that feminist stuff anymore, really! Look! I'm growing my hair back, I'm wearing makeup, and I'm wearing perfume!"
The sight of Reporter Noona clinging to Heeyeon Noona and sobbing was truly pitiful.
Poor thing. This is the sorrow of a salaryman.
"Hmm~ What should I do~"
"Please. I might get fired. Okay?"
"Then will you do everything I tell you to do?"
"Yes! I'll do everything!"
At that answer, Heeyeon Noona's eyes sparkled in the darkness, as if a lightbulb had turned on.
Phew, scary, so scary. A woman's grudge is this terrifying.
"Hmm~ Hmm~ Then what should~"
Heeyeon Noona, humming a strange tune and looking around, stopped her gaze right at...
"Let's go in there!"
"Yes! Anywhere is fine— Eek! W-why there?"
It was a motel.
"Why, you ask? From now on, you're my slave! Hehehe!"
Heeyeon Noona and Reporter Noona doing some girl-on-girl action... This is rare.
Imagining it turns me on.
I should hurry home and call Jigyeong Noona.
"Where are you going?"
"Huh? I'm going home now..."
"Going where? You can't. You're coming with us! Hehehe."
Reporter Noona looks at me with a desperate expression.
Hmm... I guess being there with them is embarrassing—
"P-please come with us. I don't want to be alone with that woman!"
Ahem.
Well, if that's the case, I have no choice. I guess I'll have to go along.