Chapter 72
Chapter 72
Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 72
Chapter Title: The Outsider Receiving Swimsuit Photos
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ After a brief strange happening at the cafe, Han Si-a and Yoo So-mi, who had rushed to the bathroom, returned to their seats about 10 minutes later.
"Ah-ha... So, Si-a has such strict standards for servants' etiquette that she couldn't hold back her anger when she saw my shabby butler impression?"
From their explanation of what had just happened, it seemed to boil down to something like that.
I'd summarized the facts to confirm I had it right and asked again.
Yoo So-mi nodded with a smile, as if I'd nailed it, and added,
"Yeah! That's right~ Si-a has this fantasy about exclusive servants and all that, so when she saw you, Yi-an, she just couldn't suppress her inner feelings! Right?"
"Ugh... Yeah! So-mi's right. Sorry... You were just doing what I asked, Yi-an, but I couldn't hold back and... Ahem. I lost my temper."
Han Si-a sat primly and demurely in her chair, bowing her head apologetically to me.
Her face was flushed, clearly embarrassed by her own actions from earlier.
Hmm... I could've sworn she said something about wagging her tail and it being lewd, but maybe I misheard?
Not that it's something you'd say to a girl, but the Han Si-a from 10 minutes ago, who pushed me onto the sofa and climbed on top, looked incredibly seductive and sensual...
Honestly, I relaxed my body without thinking.
Even if it turned out to be my misunderstanding, I should've pushed her away the moment I sensed it.
...But since it was all my imagination anyway, I have no idea if staying still was the right or wrong thing to do...
In any case, I decided to accept Han Si-a's apology.
All things considered, I didn't lose out, and she even bought me coffee.
"You don't have to apologize so much. I'm fine."
"Fine? You wouldn't be saying that if—"
"Ahem. Yi-an? Right now, instead of saying 'I'm fine,' it'd be better to say 'I forgive you.' For your own safety."
Han Si-a started to say something to me, but Yoo So-mi pulled her into a hug, so I couldn't quite catch it.
But Yoo So-mi's smiling words felt a bit chilling...
So, taking her advice to heart, I decided to 'forgive' Han Si-a.
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After that, the two girls sipped their watered-down drinks—the ice had fully melted—and checked the location of the department store's swimsuit section in advance.
Of course, I tried to look it up too,
but the department store app only listed store names by brand...
So I left it to the girls.
Han Si-a and Yoo So-mi apparently hated the diluted taste so much that, the moment they confirmed the swimsuit store's location, they returned the remaining drinks straight to the counter.
I followed them as they led the way to the swimsuit shop.
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After arriving at the swimsuit store, it took me only 1 minute to pick mine out.
Check the color, check the size, check the price. Done.
That said, I went for colorful square-cut swim trunks—specifically, ones with wide, loose legs that flap around.
The reason...
If I ever had to bend over due to some bodily function while Han Si-a and Yoo So-mi were nearby,
the wide, colorful trunks would make it much easier to handle discreetly.
My swimsuit shopping wrapped up in a flash, but there was no sign of the girls finishing theirs anytime soon.
Thinking about it, women's swimsuits come in endless varieties...
They said they wouldn't go for bikinis or anything because of the video shoot, so they'd probably pick one-piece suits.
Of course, there's also monokinis, but those are just as revealing as bikinis, so probably not.
Even limiting it to one-pieces, women's swimsuits have tons of variations.
Not just patterns, but the back—whether it's cut low, tied with strings, or fully covered—all differ.
Even suits that look similar at a glance can feel totally different once worn: how deep the neckline plunges, how much underarm shows, whether the leg lines sit high on the hips, mid-thigh, or all the way down.
Some even have skirts attached, so lumping all one-pieces together almost feels unfair.
"Oh! Looks like Yi-an's done picking his swimsuit? We're narrowing down our candidates too! Mind sitting there and waiting a bit?"
"Sure. Take your time. I'm good."
Unlike me, since Han Si-a and Yoo So-mi would be on camera, they wanted something modest yet flattering.
Trying on various suits to find the best one would probably take a while, so I decided to wait patiently as Yoo So-mi suggested.
But...
"Got it, Yi-an! And we'll send pics of us in the suits from the fitting room, so tell us which ones look good!"
Yoo So-mi dropped that bombshell like it was no big deal and vanished.
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What the hell is that supposed to mean!!!
Shouldn't you girls just decide that among yourselves!!!
But Yoo So-mi had already slipped into the women's fitting rooms at the back, so no way could I follow.
I pulled out my smartphone to message her right away, but...
Han Si-a: The first one is the most basic one-piece swimsuit.
[Han Si-a sent a photo of herself in a swimsuit, reflected in the fitting room mirror.]
Han Si-a: I picked this black one with white lines because it reminds me of an orca.
Han Si-a: I still have about five candidates left, so I'll send pics and we can compare them together.
Our ever-diligent Han Si-a had already sent the first photo...
She was probably changing into the second one by now?
To stop more photos, I fired off a quick reply.
Me: Han Si-a. Stop.
Han Si-a: The second one's got an X-cut back.
Han Si-a: What's up?
Me: No matter how I think about it, sending me swimsuit pics for opinions feels kinda weird.
Han Si-a: But Jeong Yi-an, you're handling the filming and editing. We're picking swimsuits for the video—makes no sense if you don't give input.
Me: No, that's not what I—
Han Si-a: Or... do you mean you want to see us in swimsuits up close in person? Here in the store?
Han Si-a: Just so you know, I don't have that kind of hobby. If you really wanna see, ask So-mi. You pervert, Jeong Yi-an.
[Han Si-a sent a photo showing the back of her low-cut swimsuit, flipping off the mirror.]
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Kyaaaah!!! So unfair!!!
It was totally unfair, but the photos she sent were so pretty I couldn't even get mad.
Watching them actually calmed me down?
And yeah, there was some guilty thrill from girls sending swimsuit pics via smartphone, but
all the ones she picked were modest designs with minimal skin exposure.
Fine... I've already got the pics, and since they're fully covered swimsuits, I can just give quick recommendations and delete them later.
Even if it's swimsuits, I'll see them in person at the pool for the shoot anyway, so getting used to them beforehand might be good.
...
Then, a message from Yoo So-mi popped up.
[Yoo So-mi sent a photo of herself in a one-piece swimsuit similar to Han Si-a's, taken from below pointing up with her smartphone camera.]
Yoo So-mi: I changed into the swimsuit and looked for a mirror, but there doesn't seem to be one here... Best angle I could manage.
Yoo So-mi: Still, you can see the whole suit, right?
Her fitting room must've been cramped; you could tell she struggled to fit her full swimsuit in the frame.
No usual emojis either, so she must've had a hard time snapping it.
But with the camera close to her body and angled from below...
Even in a non-revealing one-piece, it gave off serious criminal vibes.
And her face was half-obscured by her ample chest.
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If anyone else saw this... I'd be done for—no excuses, straight to the police station.
So I immediately messaged her to switch fitting rooms.
Me: So-mi. Let's move to another fitting room. Honestly, that pic's too embarrassing to properly judge the suit.
Yoo So-mi: Really? This one's got a pretty thick lining, so I wasn't too worried about that.
[Photo of the swimsuit she'd just been wearing, flipped inside-out on the floor, showing the lining.]
No. So-mi. That's not the issue...
...
Sigh...
I started typing a reaction to her photo, then deleted it all and let out a deep breath.
If she wasn't bothered, me bringing it up would just cause unnecessary trouble.
Even as I messaged back and forth with Yoo So-mi, more photos kept coming from Han Si-a.
As I checked them, I realized today's schedule might turn out more exhausting than expected.