Chapter 343: Sunday
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 343: Sunday
“Mmm.”
My eyes won't stay open.
I try to rub the sleep from them, but my arms won't move—it feels like they’re being held down by something.
Ah, this has happened a few times before.
I’m not completely oblivious.
I’ve been lucky enough to wake up like this quite often, unable to move my arms. Every time it happens, it’s because I’ve fallen asleep with the girls.
It’s because there’s someone using each of my arms as a pillow.
Forcing my eyes open, I see Choi I-seo next to me, just as expected. She’s lying perfectly straight, as if aligned with a ruler, but she’s wearing comfortable clothes.
Then, on the other side...
...There shouldn't be anyone else here.
I slept at Choi I-seo’s place, and Seo Ye-rin and Yoo Ah-rin didn't come along.
With a sense of dread, I glance to my other side. There, smelling of that nostalgic shampoo, Oh Yun-ji lay fast asleep in nothing but her underwear.
A long time ago, if I recall, I told her that provocative, sexy red underwear suited her best.
She was wearing exactly what she had shown me back then.
Wait, did we do it last night?
I did drink.
And we started in the middle of the day, right when Oh Yun-ji arrived.
She said she wanted to fill her brain with alcohol to forget everything, so I played along. We bought beer, soju, and even wine from the convenience store and had a real marathon session.
No, we didn't.
My memory is a bit fuzzy, but my lower half doesn't feel sore or anything. Looking down at my "gear," which was as pristine as if it were brand new, I let out a satisfied smile.
“What are you smiling at?”
Oh Yun-ji had opened her eyes at some point.
“Why are you only wearing underwear?”
“I always sleep in just my underwear, you know.”
Is she kidding me?
“Don't tell lies that are so easy to catch. Do you think I’ve only seen you sleep once or twice?”
“Were you a little freaked out when you first opened your eyes?”
“...Maybe a little?”
I was surprised. I wondered for a second if I’d actually slept with both of them.
I mean, I’ve gained a fair amount of experience by now, but still. Sleeping with your ex and your current girlfriend at the same time is a bit much, isn't it?
...
......
.........
“Hey, you’ve got a boner.”
“It’s just morning wood.”
“I don't think so. That’s the size of someone having dirty thoughts.”
Accurate bitch.
This is why ex-girlfriends are dangerous.
“Why are you only in your underwear, anyway?”
The fact that she specifically chose to sleep right next to me like that was malicious. What would have happened if Choi I-seo had woken up first?
“I was just teasing,” Oh Yun-ji said, sticking her tongue out.
With her hair slightly messy from sleep, she looked a bit cute.
“I was curious how you’d react. But you’re calmer than I thought.”
“It’s the power of experience.”
“Trash...”
“And you? Isn't it dangerous for you to be in your underwear next to a man who isn't your boyfriend? Has your sense of modesty gone out the window?”
“You’ve seen everything anyway. That’s why I can play a prank like this.”
“Is that just how exes are?”
We definitely broke up, didn't we? Do exes usually talk about the past and joke around like this?
“Generally, no. But you could say we have a special relationship.”
“...”
“The kind of feeling that’s hard to dismiss as just being 'exes'?”
I wanted to ask what the hell she was talking about, but I found it hard to flatly deny it. Surprisingly, a part of me deep down was agreeing with her.
“I’m going to shower first. If you have to leave early, we can shower together.”
“Forget it. Go by yourself.”
“Hehe.”
As Oh Yun-ji headed into the bathroom, I glanced over at Choi I-seo lying next to me. Watching her sleep, listening to her quiet breathing, I started to feel strangely guilty about the conversation I just had with Yun-ji.
“Ugh, I-seo, I’m sorry!”
*
Click.
“Hey, who’s next for the shower—?”
Coming out while drying her hair with a towel, Oh Yun-ji witnessed a bizarre sight.
Kim Woo-jin was tightly hugging the lying Choi I-seo. And Choi I-seo was just accepting it with a dazed expression.
“What are you two doing?”
“I don't know. He was hugging me when I woke up, so I’m just letting him,” I-seo replied.
She was simply going with the flow and hugging him back.
On the other hand, Kim Woo-jin’s initial intention was to steady himself after being momentarily shaken by Oh Yun-ji. However...
...I-seo’s chest is amazing.
Now, he was just doing it because it felt good to hug her first thing in the morning. Any feelings of guilt had already vanished, replaced entirely by his desires.
*
Today was Sunday.
Choi I-seo, Oh Yun-ji, and I managed to overcome our hangovers and arrived at the Taekwondo dojang.
Oh Yun-ji was helping out with the channel, and since she didn't want to go alone, she asked us to tag along.
“Hwaaaagh!”
“Guaaaakh!”
“Agh! Agh! Agh!”
“What’s that? Screaming? Is someone getting beaten up in there?”
Daehan Himnae Taekwondo.
I was slightly taken aback by the male and female screams coming from inside.
“It’s just kiai. You yell a lot in Taekwondo,” I-seo said.
“That’s kiai?”
At this point, it sounded like someone was being assaulted. It sounded like a straight-up beating.
“Woo-jin, have you never been to a Taekwondo dojang?”
Choi I-seo was casually wearing a blue hoodie. She said she was embarrassed because she hadn't dressed up after showering, but she still looked plenty beautiful.
“Never. Back then, I went to calligraphy, abacus, and essay writing classes.”
Was my answer unexpected? They both stopped in their tracks and stared at me.
“You?”
“You learned calligraphy and the abacus?”
“My father said I caused too much trouble, so he wanted me to learn something 'static' to calm me down.”
But there was one thing they shouldn't misunderstand.
“I attended them. I didn't learn anything.”
They gave me a look that said, Isn't that the same thing?
“I just went there to play with the other kids. Eventually, I got kicked out for being a distraction.”
“...”
“...”
In the awkward silence, the scream-like kiai echoed again.
“Let’s just go in.”
Feeling embarrassed, I took the lead and stepped inside.
Whack!
“Aaaaagh!”
A man was hit by Yoo Ah-rin’s spinning back kick and went flying backward, slamming into the wall with a scream.
It wasn't just him; other people were either collapsed on the floor or groaning in pain, as if they’d also been thrashed by Yoo Ah-rin.
“You said it was kiai. That was definitely the sound of someone getting wrecked.”
“I guess so...”
“I didn't expect them to actually be getting beaten.”
The two of them seemed flustered as well. As we stood awkwardly at the entrance, Yoo Ah-rin, who was huffing and puffing while throwing kicks, spotted us.
“What, did you come to watch?”
“Uh, you said you had something to show us. Surely it wasn't this?”
“This was just me scolding them a bit.”
“You scold them like this? Won't this cause a controversy?”
If it got out that the leader, Yoo Ah-rin, was physically assaulting her team members, it could be a problem—regardless of whether she had a good reason or not.
But Yoo Ah-rin was firm.
“Yeah, they deserve it. These punks need to be hit more. Everyone, get face down, you bastards!”
At Yoo Ah-rin’s shout, the people who had been beaten scrambled over and got into a push-up position. Then, she started hitting them one by one again.
If she’s this angry, it must be serious.
“Woo-jin, I’ll go ask what’s going on. You try to stop Ah-rin.”
Choi I-seo headed toward Pyo Jin-ho, who was watching the others get scolded from near the wall. Oh Yun-ji also went toward the Master’s office to get the full story.
“You pieces of trash—!”
“Ah-rin! Ah-rin, wait, just calm down for a second!”
I hurriedly tried to stop Yoo Ah-rin as she swung wildly. The guy who was being hit scurried away like a cockroach exposed to light.
“Let go, Kim Woo-jin. These guys really need a beating.”
“No, why are you doing this? This is so... well, it is like you. But still, they’re your teammates.”
Their Neutube channel had just started and was doing well. From the recent videos, the chemistry between the team members seemed great, and they seemed to get along well. I really couldn't understand why she was suddenly acting like this.
“What’s it to you, outsider?”
“...”
“Stay out of it.”
Yoo Ah-rin warned me coldly.
Seriously, what happened?
The only other time I’d seen her this genuinely angry was when she saw Chan-woo’s girlfriend at a cafe with another man.
Yoo Ah-rin pushed past me and kept going. This could really turn into something bad.
Ah, she’s going to cross the line.
It felt like she’d already crossed it, but the atmosphere suggested she was about to go much further.
Thinking I had no choice, I grabbed Yoo Ah-rin from behind.
“...?”
The moment a surprised Yoo Ah-rin turned her head to look at me, I immediately dropped to the floor on my back, pulling her down with me and locking her in place with my arms and legs.
“What the—?!”
“Agh! Yoo Ah-rin, knock it off! You worked so hard for this, why are you going to ruin it all now?!”
“Let—go!”
“I’m not letting go! Talk to them first! If they really deserve to be hit, then I’ll kill them all for you myself!”
“I told you, outsider, stay out of it!”
“I’m your boyfriend, you brat! Everyone, get out of here! Once she goes on a rampage, even I can't stop her, so just leave!”
She was incredibly strong. I almost lost my grip, but I managed to hold on while shouting at the people around us.
“Go! Don't come any closer!”
I didn't know why they were slowly approaching us. I was barely holding her back.
Just as I was wondering if they had a death wish...
I saw the Master standing among the team members, holding a camera.
“...Huh?”
Suddenly, the resistance stopped. Yoo Ah-rin, still in my arms, turned beet red and hung her head low.
“Geez, I didn't expect it to go this far.”
“Hmm?”
Before I knew it, everyone was wearing a grin. As the lens of the camera the Master was holding glinted, I finally realized I’d been tricked.
*
For lunch, we ordered Jajangmyeon and Tangsuyuk.
As we all sat in a circle on newspapers spread across the center of the dojang, I glared at Yoo Ah-rin sitting next to me.
“You’re really obsessed with views, aren't you? Doing a hidden camera prank like this?”
“I-I wasn't the one who suggested it. And originally, it was supposed to be a prank on Oh Yun-ji. Her popularity has been peaking lately.”
I knew she was being called 'Goddess Yun-ji' these days. For the record, Oh Yun-ji was currently sitting next to the Master, discussing various things about the channel. It was a strange sight to see her giving advice to someone much older than her.
“Sigh, anyway, we can't use this footage. Because you went and said you were my boyfriend.”
Even though she said that, she actually looked quite pleased.
“I feel like I shouldn't have come,” Choi I-seo, sitting on the other side, muttered with a look of disapproval.
“Just watch us practice before you go. Give us some ideas if you see anything interesting.”
Yoo Ah-rin gave Choi I-seo a winner’s smile, completely unaware of whose house I had slept at. After hearing that, Choi I-seo chewed on her Tangsuyuk thoughtfully, swallowed, and immediately offered an idea.
“How about teaching Woo-jin Taekwondo? He says he’s never learned it in his life.”
“Really? You’ve never learned it once?”
Yoo Ah-rin looked at me with wide eyes. Then, a mischievous grin spread across her face.
“Teaching Taekwondo to the youngest son of Uju Group? That would be epic.”
“...”
“We can show that clip of him fighting the molka criminal as reference material. We can point out how his form was bad and teach him how to actually fight... Hehe, oh man. You little gold mine.”
Already seeing the views explode, Yoo Ah-rin smiled warmly and placed a piece of pickled radish on my Jajangmyeon.
“Well, if it helps, I can film for a bit.”
It wasn't that hard. And the hidden camera video was scrapped because of me anyway. Plus, it was Sunday, and I didn't have anything else to do.
“Have you ever done a leg split?”
“Why would I split my legs? I’m not a piece of paper.”
“Ah, right... I see.”
Yoo Ah-rin gave a chilling smile as she placed a piece of Tangsuyuk on my Jajangmyeon this time.
“Don't eat too much.”
“Why?”
I wondered why she was giving me Tangsuyuk if she was going to say that.
“You might throw up.”
Her answer was ominous.