Chapter 38: Drunken Frenzy
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 38: Drunken Frenzy
“Pfft.”
Choi I-seo, who was heading back to Kim Woo-jin’s place with some takeout hangover soup, let out a small chuckle as she recalled the previous night.
She hadn't expected to see Kim Woo-jin that hammered.
Kim Woo-jin, who claimed he didn't really get drunk on things like soju or beer, had started competing with Yoo Ah-rin and drinking the expensive stuff. That was essentially the root of the current situation.
He might have lacked a tolerance for things like champagne or wine, but they had eventually moved on to high-proof, hard liquor.
In the end, Kim Woo-jin got completely wasted and started acting all loopy.
‘Don’t gooo! Sleep over at my house!’
To be honest, seeing him grumble and insist they stay over for no reason was actually a little cute.
Normally, they would have just brushed it off.
‘Fine!’
But Yoo Ah-rin, who was just as drunk, replied that she would stay over at his place.
The rest of the group couldn't just leave two drunks to head to Kim Woo-jin’s house alone, so they followed along.
And so.
The host, Kim Woo-jin, fell asleep in a drunken stupor, while Yoo Ah-rin plopped down, insisting she was sleeping there.
Since Kim Woo-jin was out cold, they didn't really count him as a "man" in that state. Once Jeong Chan-woo went home, it was just the girls left, so they all ended up sleeping there together.
At the time, it felt like a rational decision—wisdom that would make even Solomon weep.
‘I must have been crazy.’
Now that she was sober.
She could only wonder how she could have come up with such a crazy idea. Even if nothing happened, three women had ended up sleeping at a man’s house—specifically, Kim Woo-jin’s.
‘I wonder if Kim Woo-jin is awake.’
She planned to give him a good smack once he woke up. His begging them not to go was cute, but she couldn't just let today’s consequences slide.
“…….”
She arrived at the house.
Standing in front of the front door like this felt a bit awkward and embarrassing.
She had bought four servings of hangover soup, so she took a deep breath and stepped inside.
“I’m ba—”
“Gaaaaaaaaah!”
The moment she opened the door, a man’s scream pierced the air.
It was Kim Woo-jin, kneeling on the floor, clutching his face and howling in despair.
“Damn it! Dammiiiiiit!”
“Pwahahaha! My—my stomach! It hurts from laughing! Hahaha!”
And in front of him.
Yoo Ah-rin was wrapped in a blanket on the mattress, cackling hysterically.
Since she usually slept naked at home, Yoo Ah-rin had gone to bed in the nude, and it seemed she hadn't managed to put her clothes back on yet.
“Kim Woo-jin is freaking hilarious! This is insane, hahahaha!”
What on earth was going on?
Before I-seo had left, Kim Woo-jin was definitely sprawled out on the floor asleep, and Yoo Ah-rin had been looking at her phone.
‘Is Ye-rin in the bathroom?’
She heard the sound of running water from the bathroom; someone was washing up. It was a relief that Jeong Chan-woo, who was the least drunk last night, had bought toiletries like toothbrushes from the convenience store.
“Woo-jin, there’s shampoo here. Can I use it?”
“Shut up! I’m having a crisis right now!”
“Pwahahaha!”
“Ugh, my head.”
Not understanding the situation, Choi I-seo approached while holding the bags of hangover soup.
“What’s going on?”
Kim Woo-jin, only just noticing I-seo had entered, looked at her with startled eyes. He turned back to Yoo Ah-rin with a look of disbelief.
“I-seo slept here too, right?”
It was true, but the way it was phrased felt strangely suggestive. Perhaps that was why Kim Woo-jin’s reaction was so violent.
“Fuuuuck! Is this my life?! This?! How can it be such a tragedy!?”
“What is wrong with him?”
Finally unable to take it, Choi I-seo sighed and asked Yoo Ah-rin, who seemed to be the culprit behind this mess.
“It’s just funny because the four of us had sex last night, but he can’t remember it.”
“……What?”
Wait.
What did she just say?
The four of them?
Sex?
Then, Kim Woo-jin suddenly scrambled up and shouted wildly.
“Let’s do it one more time! Fuck, a man gets to have a 4P once in his life and he can’t even remember it? Do you know how misera—Oof!”
Choi I-seo kicked the lunging Kim Woo-jin right in the solar plexus and began stomping on him as he collapsed.
“Ugh! You! Trash! Who did what?! You crazy bastard!”
“Ack! Just once! Fuck! It wasn't even a 3P, it was a 4P! Blacking out is too cruel! If we already did it, what's the difference if we do it twice or three times?!”
“We didn't do it, you lunatic! Just! Just die! Just drop dead!”
“Hahahaha!”
Amidst Choi I-seo’s continuous kicking, Kim Woo-jin’s eyes snapped open.
Seeing Yoo Ah-rin laughing behind Choi I-seo, he finally realized he had been tricked.
“W-we really didn't?”
“We! Didn’t!”
Choi I-seo even started throwing soccer kicks, but Kim Woo-jin just curled into a ball and grinned brightly.
“Thank god!”
“Is he actually mentally ill?”
Choi I-seo asked, but Yoo Ah-rin had already buried her face in the blanket, unable to stop laughing.
“Not doing it was the best-case scenario, but if we had done it, I should at least remember it.”
“Ugh!”
That comment was also annoying, so she glared at him irritably. Still curled up, Kim Woo-jin asked sheepishly.
“Then why are you guys in my house?”
“…….”
“Everyone, get out.”
“Whew.”
The moment she saw Kim Woo-jin speaking so nonchalantly, Choi I-seo felt something snap in her head.
Thud.
She dropped the bags containing the four servings of hangover soup onto the floor.
“You’re just going to die today.”
“Wait! It was a joke! I was joking!”
Choi I-seo lunged with her fists clenched, while Yoo Ah-rin remained buried in the blanket, laughing.
It seemed there was no one to save him.
Click.
“Wow, Woo-jin, you use really good shampoo.”
Seo Ye-rin emerged, drying her long hair with a towel, apparently having finished washing up.
“You use Romance Shampoo? It smells great.”
Without a care about drying her hair, Seo Ye-rin was just happy about the nice shampoo.
Kim Woo-jin, still curled up, only poked his head out to reply.
“Use as much as you want. Want to take it with you?”
“Really?”
“Yeah, it belongs to my ex-girlfriend.”
A sudden silence fell over the room.
* * *
Slurp.
“This is good.”
We were all sitting around a folding table, eating breakfast.
Well, technically it was late enough to be called lunch. A stroke of luck was that today was Saturday, so there were no lectures.
“Phew, this really helps the hangover.”
I diligently ate the hangover soup while checking on the others, who were being excessively quiet.
Seo Ye-rin and Choi I-seo were picking at their food with uncomfortable expressions.
Yoo Ah-rin was just staring blankly at me.
The moment our eyes met.
“You’re really unfazed, aren't you?”
“By what?”
Slurp.
I wondered what she was talking about as I mixed my rice into the soup.
“I mean, three girls slept over at your place. And aren't these girls pretty cute?”
Seo Ye-rin and Choi I-seo flinched.
They looked like they wanted to say something to Yoo Ah-rin, but I beat them to it.
“So what? It’s not like anything major happened. You said we just slept.”
Then it didn't matter.
We occasionally had lunch together anyway, so this wasn't much different.
“Thanks for bringing me home. And I won't charge Seo Ye-rin or Choi I-seo for the instant rice or the lodging fee.”
“If you tried to charge us, you wouldn't be able to come to school on Monday. You’d be in the hospital.”
Choi I-seo grumbled and pouted.
She’s been getting worked up a lot lately, but I don't think this was her original image.
“…….”
Seo Ye-rin was practically burying her face in her bowl, as if staying the night at a guy’s house was incredibly embarrassing.
“Hey, what about me?”
Yoo Ah-rin stretched out her leg and tapped my shin.
“Of course you have to pay. Lodging fee, the water bill for your shower, the electricity for the hairdryer, the instant rice, and so on.”
“Uh, no thanks.”
“Uh, then get out now.”
“Uh, I’m staying over tonight too.”
I flinched at those words, and Choi I-seo and Seo Ye-rin both whipped their heads around to look at Yoo Ah-rin.
Yoo Ah-rin gave a mischievous grin.
“Just kidding. Did your heart skip a beat?”
“Please just get lost. The other two are fine, but absolutely not you.”
“Cough! Hack!”
Seo Ye-rin suddenly started coughing while eating. It seemed like something got caught in her throat, and she rushed into the bathroom.
Seeing that, Choi I-seo sighed and glared at me.
“Don't say things like that to Ye-rin. She already has a hard time because she’s not used to being around guys.”
“…….”
And yet that same girl clocks in every day at the Bamboo Forest saying she wants to have sex.
“Sorry.”
But I apologized immediately.
The others didn't know she was Anonymous 69, and when she was being 'Seo Ye-rin,' she tended to put too much weight on every single remark like that.
Anyway.
After finishing the meal, the three of them left.
It had been noisy, but they were the ones caught up in my drunken antics last night, and they had brought me home.
I told them I’d buy them a meal later. Choi I-seo made sure to get a firm promise, saying they would be the ones to pick the menu.
“Sigh, I feel bad.”
Feeling sorry for the three of them who got dragged into my mess, I started tidying up the house.
“……Geez.”
I couldn't help but frown when I caught the faint, sweet scent of fruit from Yoo Ah-rin on the blanket.
It wasn't just the blanket; the scents of Seo Ye-rin and Yoo Ah-rin were mixed together on the mattress itself.
“The blanket goes to the coin laundry, and the mattress…… let’s try some deodorant.”
As I was doing that.
For some reason.
I felt like the scent of my ex-girlfriend, which had never seemed to fade from the blanket and mattress, had finally disappeared.
Just as I was wearing a somewhat satisfied smile.
Vibrate!
My phone buzzed.
It was a message from an uninvited guest I hadn't heard from in a while.
“…….”