Chapter 23
Chapter 23
Ch. 23 .｡.:✧ Lee Mina - 4 ✧:.｡.
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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Chaos
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A week passed faster than I thought.
I was busy learning the work, and MIna was busy harassing the other team members.
The team members were also struggling with the increased workload and the fact that more people were working overtime than before was proof of that.
Perhaps because they wanted to leave work early on Friday, the team members stayed late on Thursday, and they got what they wanted.
Mina, who had confirmed that the work she had ordered was done properly, didn’t particularly stop them from leaving early.
And Saturday came.
Her words that she would come to pick me up were not in vain.
‘I thought she would be waiting at the entrance of the officetel.’
I let out a chuckle when I saw her stuck to the front door.
When I saw this, I realized that ‘she was obsessed too’.
Still, this was nothing.
She didn’t stab me with a knife or put any strange drugs in me.
She could have just texted me saying she was in front of the house or knocked on the door, but she was hesitant about strange things.
Since there was no movement for about ten minutes, I decided to move first.
“Have you been waiting long?”
I went out the door after dressing casually in jeans and a shirt.
“No, I just got here.”
She was wearing slacks and a blouse.
Instead of the usual stiff office look with black accents, Mina was dressed in a bright, spring-like outfit.
She smiled shyly like a spring flower.
“You’re wearing a pretty outfit.”
She smiled when I complimented her, mixing sincerity and lip service in a 7:3 ratio.
“Thank you. In-ho-ssi is always so handsome that I don’t even notice your clothes.”
Like close siblings, we exchanged compliments and headed towards the company.
Unfortunately, neither of us had a car, so we took public transportation back to the company.
Come to think of it, do I even have a driver’s license here?
The company was empty on the weekend, and Mina, who had become a passionate teacher, taught me the work.
Nothing special happened while learning the work.
– Can you give me the mouse for a moment?
But she would stick close to my side.
– You did well. It seems like you haven’t forgotten what you used to do.
And she would stroke my hair.
– You’ve been sitting for a long time, right?
She would massage my shoulders.
– Here you go.
She would buy coffee from somewhere and put it on my cheek.
Nothing special happened…. except for those things.
Apart from her actions, the work was really easy to understand because she explained it so well.
If I did well, wouldn’t I be able to do about 0.9 portions of the work starting next week?
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In between, we ate lunch and then repeated the process of working.
We were so engrossed that we almost missed the movie time.
We didn’t have a car, so we hurriedly packed our things and rushed to the movie theater.
Fortunately, we arrived at the movie theater on time, exchanged our tickets and then bought our own sodas before going inside.
When I asked if she didn’t like popcorn, she said she didn’t like it because it made her hands greasy.
But caramel popcorn is so delicious.
“It’s too late to buy it now, but try caramel popcorn. It’s really delicious.”
“Is that so? But there’s no opportunity to eat popcorn unless you come to the movie theater, right?”
She replied as she looked for the J row.
“That’s true.”
“Then I’ll have to come again. With In-ho-ssi.”
She mumbled as she sat down.
The movie started, and we focused on the movie without saying anything.
In between, her fingers brushed against my hand on the armrest but there were no other incidents beyond that.
After the movie ended and all the ending credits had rolled, she finally got up from her seat.
“Wow~ that was fun.”
“It’s a relief that we chose a good one.”
“Actually, it’s been so long since I’ve been to a movie theater that I think I would have enjoyed anything.”
When I asked, she said it had been about four years since she had been to a movie theater.
Well, she looked like a workaholic… she probably came to work on the weekends too.
On the way out to dinner, we headed to the arcade in the movie theater.
Originally, we were planning to go straight to dinner, but her eyes seemed to be glued to the arcade, so I sensibly changed the destination.
“This is my first time at an arcade.”
“Then you probably don’t know any games, right?”
Hmm, what would be good?
“How about this one? It’s a game you play together. It’s a game where you shoot zombies with a gun.”
“Wow! A gun!”
Holding the fairly heavy gun-shaped controller, she aimed at the screen a few times and giggled.
How had she lived her life to not know about something like this?
“Okay, shall we start?”
I put in the coins and started.
The game started with a loud noise.
Since I was familiar with the game mechanics, I aimed appropriately and blew off the zombies’ heads, but she was moving her body and even taking cover.
This game doesn’t even have that implemented.
“Take that, die!”
I was going to tell her, ‘That’s not how you do it,’ but I stopped when I saw that she was completely immersed and enjoying herself.
Games are meant to be enjoyed. It doesn’t matter how you play.
Though she was having fun, her lack of skill was clear, and it’s no surprise she ended up dying quickly, playing like a total troll.
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We went to a steakhouse.
In my original world, I lived frugally, so spending more than 20,000 won per meal felt burdensome. [T/N: 13/14 USD]
And it still does now too.
“It’s all so expensive.”
When I mumbled, looking at the menu, she struck a confident pose, hands on her hips, lifting her head proudly.
“In-ho-ssi. Don’t worry. I’m buying today.”
She looked completely opposite from how she did at the company. This was a rare sight.
We ordered a variety of menus to share and we talked about the movie and the arcade we had just visited.
“I really felt that technology had advanced. How is it that when you pull the trigger on the screen, the monsters inside get shot?”
“Well… it’s complicated to explain…”
“I wasn’t very good today, so I couldn’t clear the first stage, but let’s make some time and clear it all the way next time.”
“You’ll have to break your savings to do that.”
“Huh?”
“Never mind.”
While we were talking, the food came out.
When the food was placed on the table, I reflexively moved my body back, and she looked at me with a puzzled look.
“What are you doing?”
“Oh, I thought you were going to take a picture.”
I had to stay out of the frame if she was going to take a picture of the food.
“A picture? Ah, a picture of the food? I don’t take pictures. I don’t have anywhere to post them anyways. The other employees do take pictures, but I don’t really understand why they do that.”
She said while stirring the pasta with her fork.
“Well, it’s a difference in perspective.”
I replied while cutting the steak and placing it on her plate.
“A difference in perspective?”
She asked as she moved the pickle plate closer to me.
“There’s no meaning in the food picture itself, but it helps you recall the memories of that day.”
She nodded her head.
“People forget things more easily than they think. It’s not that they completely forget, but it’s more like the concept of storing it somewhere deep.”
I quenched my thirst with water and continued.
“If there’s a certain medium, it brings back the hidden memories.”
“So, the photo acts as that medium?”
“That’s right. Forget the bad memories, and recall the good memories by looking at the pictures. So, wouldn’t it be nice to take pictures of even the small, enjoyable moments in daily life to look back on life?”
“That makes sense. Should I try it too?”
She took out her phone and took pictures of the half-eaten food.
*Click.*
*Click.*
The shutter sound rang a few times, and she asked me.
“Ah, please show me how to use Instagram.”
“Sure, can I have your phone for a moment?”
I took her phone, created an Instagram ID for her, and handed it back.
“You’ll get used to the usage quickly. Try starting with posting something simple.”
“Thank you. Ah, but In-ho-ssi.”
She called me while posting the picture she had just taken.
“Yes?”
“How do you know so much about this when you don’t do it yourself?”
“That’s because my friends do it.”
“Girls?”
“Huh?”
She smiled and glared at me.
“Are they girls?”
“Uh…”
“They’re girls.” [T/N: Dumbass]
I turned my eyes to the steak without saying anything.
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[T/N: I believe in you Mina, so please don’t fuck up]
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