Chapter 91
Chapter 91
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 91
Chapter Title: Spicy Pork Stir-Fry, Tonkatsu, and Pork Soup Rice
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The mountain villa felt a little lonely.
Its owner could escape the city's clamor for a short stay and leave whenever he wanted.
The more secluded it was, the better he'd like it.
But for the caretaker couple living there—the villa keepers—the silence had become so familiar that they sometimes longed for human company.
Even the nearest village was a burdensome distance without a car.
Their job was maintaining the villa.
Most people complained that dealing with others was the hardest part.
But as they say, moderation is the trickiest thing.
Live too detached from society, and you start missing people again.
And so, guests arrived for the couple who had been craving company.
Rare visitors indeed.
That loneliness transformed into the utmost hospitality for their guests.
"Sleeping in your outdoor clothes must be uncomfortable. We've brought something more suitable for you to wear."
The two swore they had no intention of staying overnight at the villa.
They hadn't even packed toiletries or a change of clothes.
Luckily, the villa had toiletries stocked, and the caretaker had prepared clothes.
"This feels like abusing the clothes, though."
"It's just us guys here. Let's just sleep naked. Whatever."
Woo-seung, being fairly tall, could make do with them.
But Lee Jun was too big in both height and build to borrow the caretaker's outfits.
"Then we'll crank up the heating for you."
"Thank you."
And so Lee Jun ended up sleeping in just his underwear.
With no idea what consequences that might bring...
About now, a look at the villa's layout seems in order.
The courtyard featured a golf putting green, a barbecue pit perfect for grilling meat, and a separate annex a bit farther off where the caretaker couple lived.
Lee Jun and Woo-seung were staying on the first floor of the main building.
A stylish dining room with a view of the scenery outside, a small kitchen attached to it.
A living room for gathering and chatting, a bathroom with a cypress sauna and tub.
A bedroom with two beds and its own attached bathroom.
Upstairs: a mini theater, a bedroom with a king-size bed, another with two regular beds, each with their own bathrooms.
The caretakers' professional pride demanded guests stay in the main building, not the annex.
And the casual assumption that as long as they didn't go upstairs, the living spaces would stay separate.
In the end, the four who'd shared drinks ended up sleeping under the same roof.
And nothing happened overnight!
No drugs involved—just some drinks. What accident could possibly happen?
And then dawn broke.
Like a dog reuniting with its owner after ages, the villa keeper—thrilled to have guests after so long—was buzzing with energy.
Unexpected overnight guests Lee Jun and Woo-seung received his excessive kindness.
"We have a cypress sauna and tub. How about enjoying a bath?"
The caretaker was a man of strong professional pride.
Even when the owners' family wasn't visiting, he never used the main building's facilities casually.
The former owner was a good man who'd brush it off with "That happens."
But what did that mean?
The villa's amenities sat idle for over 330 days a year.
What a waste!
And now guests had arrived!
The keeper's instincts made it impossible not to recommend the sauna.
"It's someone else's villa, and we don't have a change of clothes."
The two hadn't packed for an overnight stay.
Putting on the same underwear they'd already worn and washed in would feel grimy.
Then what was the point of bathing?
"I figured as much and bought you some fresh underwear."
"What? At this hour?"
"I went to the convenience store at dawn."
The pair didn't know, but there were no villages or stores nearby—he'd had to drive quite a ways.
The caretaker was that serious about the sauna.
"If you went that far..."
Refusing now would be rude.
So the two were half-forced into the bath.
The bathroom, like the dining room, had floor-to-ceiling windows showing the view outside!
A design possible only for a mountain villa with no people, villages, or roads around.
Build something like that in the city, and you'd be flaunting your naked body to the neighbors.
They rinsed off lightly, then steamed in the sauna.
Sprinkled water once more, then slipped into the tub.
The duo fully enjoyed the sauna course, refreshed.
"Don't look this way."
"I wouldn't even if you begged."
The cypress tub was perfectly sized for a couple.
A bit cramped for two grown men.
Especially sitting face-to-face—it was too awkward.
"This mountain villa's cooler than I thought."
"It'd be perfect for bringing the family sometime."
The cold and rain kept them from the outdoor barbecue or putting green.
Still, building a villa with exactly the amenities you want seemed pretty nice.
Woo-seung had been pondering: he'd made a ton of money, but then what?
A villa like this planted the idea in his head.
Not some castle-like mega-mansion, but a cozy one like this.
'A seaside villa good for fishing or beach trips wouldn't be bad either.'
Woo-seung started suspecting Seol-a's dad might own one of those too.
"Their family's seriously loaded, huh."
Yesterday's drinking chat came back to him.
Driver Kim was just the dad's personal chauffeur on loan; the kids didn't have their own.
So they weren't that rich, right?
...Having a personal chauffeur in the first place screamed wealth.
The whole villa caretaker concept was alien too.
Instead of outsourcing to a company, they just had a couple live there?
"Must be good genes from all that money."
Lee Jun didn't specify which part, but Woo-seung got it instantly.
At that point, he was dying to know who the mom was.
How did both sisters turn out like that?
Different types of beauties too, making the mom even more intriguing.
"Shall we wash up and get out?"
As Lee Jun suddenly stood to exit the tub,
Clunk.
The bathroom door flew open.
"Eek?"
A deflating girlish squeak.
"Uwaa!?"
A young man's startled yelp.
Bam!
The door slammed shut again, but the burly youth had lost something precious.
This might seem implausible at first glance, but it was fate born of countless coincidences.
First, sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, so they hadn't turned on the bathroom light.
Hard to tell anyone was inside.
Second, Seol-a entered without undressing, planning to fill the tub first.
Such a huge tub took forever to fill.
So she missed the guys' clothes piled in the changing room corner.
Third, Seol-a had no idea these two were even at the villa.
Her drunken blackout made her forget they'd decided to stay due to the heavy rain.
She thought it was just her and Seol-yun in the main building.
Explanation over.
"S-Sorry!"
Apology and escape.
"Ahem."
As long as it's not me!
Woo-seung struggled through Laugh-Hold Challenge Level 99.
Lee Jun froze, the event ranking in his top 5 most mortifying life moments.
"Wait, shouldn't we have locked the bathroom door?"
"You came in after me."
"Tch."
Turns out he was the culprit!
Or at least a accomplice.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ There are things in this world you desperately want to ask but absolutely shouldn't.
For example, the "disguise" the two—who'd met Seol-a for the first time yesterday—were dying to question.
Was the look she showed at the mukbang all calculated?
How the hell did she fake those nonexistent boobs?
Stuff like that stays in your head, not out your mouth.
And today too.
How careless do you have to be to open a bathroom door with two people inside?
Shouldn't the clothes in the changing room or the steam give it away?
Obviously!
But grilling her would ruin the atmosphere beyond repair, so the three stayed silent.
Seol-yun just watched, her face marked with a '?'.
Their breakfast was seasonal clear pollock soup, made with fresh pollock that would taste fishy otherwise—takeout from a famous spot, fetched at dawn.
'Their tastes aren't like regular girls.'
Given the caretakers' zeal, they wouldn't pick something the pair disliked.
So this fancy clear pollock soup was something these two would enjoy.
They seemed more pizza-by-the-fire, rose pasta, Instagram brunch types.
Shabu-shabu and sashimi were fine, but pollock soup screamed total dad taste...
"By any chance, do you like spicy pork stir-fry, tonkatsu, and pork soup rice?"
"Out of nowhere, why?"
"No reason. Just felt like you would."
"We do. How'd you know?"
"Uh..."
"She's roasting your sister right now for having dad tastes."
"Really?"
Seol-a flashed a smile brighter than the morning sun.
Proud for some inexplicable reason.
'Why's she proud? She took that as a compliment? Why?'
Woo-seung and Lee Jun remained baffled by her pride.