Chapter 559: Japanese Language
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 559: Japanese Language
“My… Walnut Cookies.”
In front of the airport.
Naturally, since there weren't any rest stops on the way here, Seo Ye-rin looked utterly dejected.
“I didn't know Ye-rin liked Walnut Cookies that much.”
“Yawn, what are you talking about? Walnut Cookies?”
Yoo Ah-rin and I were busy unloading the luggage.
I felt a bit bad since I hadn't expected Seo Ye-rin to be this disappointed.
Then, Seo Ye-rin licked her lips and approached me.
“This won't do. Since I couldn't have any real ones, I’ll just have to eat Woo-jini’s Walnut Cookies instead.”
“……My Walnut Cookies?”
I was confused for a few seconds before it clicked.
She was talking about my junk.
Well, I suppose my gear is about the size of a Walnut Cookie.
Ahem.
“Was this all just a buildup for that joke?”
When I asked her, dumbfounded, the disappointed expression she had been wearing vanished instantly, replaced by a bright, innocent smile.
“Get over here, Walnut Cookie!”
I didn't expect such a elaborate setup, and honestly, I felt like giving her the 'cookies' right then and there, but...
I spotted Oh Yun-ji waving at me from inside the airport.
She was wearing sunglasses, looking exactly like someone heading off on an overseas vacation.
If I’d known, I would’ve brought my sunglasses too.
“I’ll take care of Yun-ji’s suitcase. Say your goodbyes and come inside.”
Senior Ju-hee, who had driven us here, took Yun-ji’s suitcase and headed into the airport.
I set my own suitcase down beside me and looked at the girls to say goodbye.
“Guys, I’m heading out.”
“Come back soon. Don't go doing anything that'll make me worry. Got it?”
Yoo Ah-rin gave me a warning. Her tone and vibe were different, but the sentiment was similar to what Choi I-seo had said earlier.
Seo Ye-rin, on the other hand, gave me a bright smile and patted my shoulder.
“Woo-jina! Make sure to save up a thick batch over the next three days and bring it back!”
“…….”
“…….”
Yoo Ah-rin and I stared at Seo Ye-rin simultaneously.
Both of our faces hardened as we let out a long sigh.
“Ye-rin, I think that’s going to be difficult.”
“Hey, why would you say that to someone who’s going there to work—.”
Yoo Ah-rin stopped mid-sentence and whipped her head around to glare at me.
“What did this bastard just say?”
“……I said it would be difficult.”
“Do you want your legs broken? You think I can't do it with my bare hands?”
Yoo Ah-rin threatened me immediately.
“Woo-jina, I told you to save it up.”
And Seo Ye-rin’s expression turned dead serious.
“N-No! Yun-ji and Senior Ju-hee are going with me, so honestly, it’s going to be hard to hold back! I mean, how am I supposed to resist onsen sex?!”
“Are you going there to have sex?! You’re going there for work! Hold it in, you bastard!”
Yoo Ah-rin shouted and threw a low kick at me. Conversely, Seo Ye-rin crossed her arms and nodded.
“Hmm… I’ll give you that. Onsen sex is irresistible. Woo-jini’s going to end up as an onsen tamago.”
First she calls them Walnut Cookies, now she’s turning me into a tamago.
Well, I suppose I am about the level of a tamago.
Ahem.
“‘Give you that’ my ass. Ugh, my head hurts.”
Yoo Ah-rin clutched her forehead, sighed, and changed the subject.
“Whatever. Just come back safely.”
“Roger that!”
I gave Yoo Ah-rin a kiss, and her expression softened as her cheeks flushed.
“Hmph, I shouldn't let you off this easily.”
I was about to give Seo Ye-rin a kiss next, but she frowned and shook her head.
“I need to make sure those Japanese women know exactly who you belong to.”
Suddenly, she lunged into my arms and started leaving a hickey on my neck.
Schluuuup!
“Ack! Aaack?! That hurts! I said it hurts!”
Schluuuuuuuup!
“Are you crazy?! Are you a vampire?! It hurts!”
Vowing to leave a mark that wouldn't fade for the entire three days, Seo Ye-rin hugged me tight and refused to let go.
Seeing that, Yoo Ah-rin smirked and pressed her lips to the other side of my neck.
Schluuuup!
Schluuuup!
“Guaaaah! You’re crazy! I’m gonna pass out from anemia!”
I complained, but they weren't actually biting me, so not a single drop of blood was shed.
It just felt that way.
Regardless of whether people were watching or not, the two of them just kept kissing my neck.
After some time passed.
“Phew, finished.”
“Pfft! Look at this guy’s neck.”
My neck was now engraved with the marks of two women that wouldn't disappear for the next three days.
“……Are you satisfied now?”
When I looked at them, exasperated, they both nodded brightly.
“Have a safe trip, Woo-jin-ang!”
“Hurry back.”
* * *
Japan is actually one of the most familiar countries to me, isn't it?
One could say the lower half of my body practically belongs to Japan, considering how much I’ve relied on the women from that land.
I even know quite a few Japanese women's names.
“Is this Business Class?”
“Yeah, why?”
“I’ve never flown anything but First Class before.”
“You’re really bragging about that?”
“Damn right I am.”
Oh Yun-ji, who was walking past me, turned back to glare at me again.
But what could I do? It was something to brag about.
“Sigh, I guess this is the commoner experience.”
I intended to keep playing up the 'rich guy' persona, but unfortunately, nothing much followed after that.
While we were going through the boarding process, Oh Yun-ji briefed Senior Ju-hee and me on the schedule.
“There are three people we’re meeting in total. One tonight, and two tomorrow. They’re all VTubers, so I don't know what they actually look like… They usually hate showing their real faces, so be careful.”
“You’re telling us this already? Take it slow.”
When I chimed in, Oh Yun-ji gave me a sidelong glance and asked, “We’ll arrive around lunchtime. What do you want to eat?”
Finally, a wholesome conversation.
I was about to say what I wanted, but Senior Ju-hee answered first.
“Jin-ah recommended a famous restaurant near the airport where we’re landing. She told me I had to go there in her stead.”
“……Why is she like that when she’s not even the one eating?”
Still, I was curious about what menu she recommended.
“What was it? Spaghetti with mentaiko, butter, and cream mixed together? Something like that.”
“Oh, hell no.”
I am a pure-blooded Korean, Kim Woo-jin.
How could I possibly put something like mentaiko mixed with butter and cream into my mouth?
As a culinary Prince Regent Heungseon, this was a policy I simply could not accept.
“Let’s just get gukbap. I always crave gukbap as soon as I get off a plane.”
“Are you returning from a long trip abroad or something?”
Oh Yun-ji looked at me like I was absurd. In the end, our menu discussion went nowhere, and we boarded the plane.
‘This reminds me of when I teased I-seo.’
It was when we were going to Hawaii.
I got my ass kicked for playing a prank on her regarding what to tell the flight attendant about the in-flight meal.
Since we were so high up in the sky, I felt like I was actually going to heaven.
Inside the plane, Oh Yun-ji, sitting in the seat next to me, glanced at me and asked, “Do you know any Japanese?”
“I know a little bit, don't I? I took Basic Japanese Conversation as an elective during my freshman year.”
I had actually taken a Japanese course before.
Back in my Freshman 1st Semester, I took Basic Japanese Conversation with Seo Ye-rin.
I had no idea things would turn out like this back then.
Anyway, thanks to that class, I used to go to the PC Bang with Seo Ye-rin to play games and stuff.
“Hmm? How do you say 'Hello' in Japanese?”
“Ohayo minna!”
“You fucking idiot.”
“……Is that not it?”
“Why did you add 'minna' at the end?”
“That’s how they do it in anime.”
“Just don't open your mouth. When we get there, tell them you don't speak a word of Japanese.”
That hurt my pride.
Senior Ju-hee, listening from the seat across the aisle, let out a little chuckle.
“Woo-jin, there will be plenty of signs in Korean and English once we get there. Don't be too nervous.”
“……How do you know that, Senior?”
“I saw it on Neutube.”
So she did her own research, huh?
However, Oh Yun-ji clicked her tongue and disagreed.
“That’s for places like Tokyo or Osaka. The place we’re going is a bit more rural, so they won't have stuff like that.”
“……Really?”
Senior Ju-hee’s world came crashing down.
Seeing the shocked Senior Ju-hee, Oh Yun-ji started the quiz again.
“How do you say 'Thank you' in Japanese?”
“Arigato!”
This was basically the most fundamental thing.
I’m a man who’s watched Japanese anime and even took Basic Japanese Conversation; this was easy.
“Well, I guess you’d have to be a moron not to know that. Then, how about 'Excuse me' or 'I'm sorry'?”
“Sumimasen.”
“So you know the basics? Hmm, let’s try something else. Since you’re probably going to cause some kind of trouble—.”
As I puffed out my chest with pride, Oh Yun-ji smiled and moved on to the advanced course.
‘……Just what kind of image do these girls have of me?’
First Choi I-seo, then Yoo Ah-rin, and now Oh Yun-ji.
I don't know why they all start with the premise that I’m going to cause trouble.
“Suppose someone suddenly picks a fight with you. Like, some drunk guy starts yelling, 'Konoyaro! Hangoku! Konoyaro!' What are you going to do?”
“I’d call Senior Ju-hee.”
When I answered calmly, Senior Ju-hee nodded, saying it was the perfectly correct answer.
But that wasn't what Yun-ji wanted.
“No, I mean what would you do if you were alone?”
I doubted that would happen, but...
If someone picked a fight, I’d have to tell them to stop, so…….
“Yamete?”
“……I won't ask where you learned that.”
“Yamerooo!”
There was also that one.
“But it’s very rare for a drunk person to actually start a fight.”
Senior Ju-hee took my side. I nodded vigorously in agreement, and Oh Yun-ji thought for a moment before asking something else.
“Then something that could actually happen. For example, you’re standing in line and someone cuts in front of you. What would you say?”
“You’re not asking because you’re worried I’ll pick a fight with someone who cuts in line, are you?”
“……A little bit.”
I wondered if I really seemed like that much of a delinquent, but anyway.
If a situation like that occurred—.
“I’d start by calling out, 'Oi.'”
“And then?”
And then?
I glared and blurted out the most appropriate Japanese phrase that came to mind.
“Ore no turn!”
Oh Yun-ji immediately threw a pamphlet at me.
“Don't you dare tell anyone you can speak Japanese.”
“……Chikusho.”