Chapter 237
Chapter 237
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Fun Date with the Gold Spoon Noona
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Han Chae-ah wore a mysterious smile as she began humming in a high-pitched tone. She looked thrilled just imagining it.
The vibe was such that she wouldn't answer even if I asked. Staying by her side would only make my curiosity worse, so I decided to slip away for a bit.
"I'll go do some cleaning."
"Sure, go ahead."
I stepped out from behind the counter, mulling over this week's schedule. Not that there was much left—just Saturday and Sunday—and no real plans anyway, so I had plenty of free time.
Heading toward the restroom, I spotted Han Hee-jin dozing off in a chair in the corner.
She's actually pretty when she's quietly sleeping like that... if only she could keep her mouth shut.
Even so, that mouth of hers was part of her charm. I paused to admire her face for a moment, and it suddenly jerked.
Her head had drooped under its own weight.
"Tsk... haah..."
Her pretty face scrunched up as her reddened eyes fluttered open. She wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth with an annoyed look and scratched the back of her head vigorously.
Once she'd finished her routine to fall back asleep, her head drooped again and her eyes closed. I tiptoed away to avoid disturbing her, but her head turned toward me as if drawn by a magnet.
Our eyes met.
"...What're you staring at?"
"You sleeping so peacefully with drool dripping down."
"Perverted bastard. Caught peeping at a girl sleeping."
"Who said anything about sleeping there? I was just heading to the bathroom, and you happened to be in the way."
I flipped the switch for the dark restroom while protesting my innocence. Han Hee-jin nodded right away at my actions.
She must not have wanted to think too deeply right after waking up.
"So, how long's it been?"
"About ten minutes."
"Not that long, so lemme sleep more... Wait, what about the counter? You lock the door or something?"
"Nah, the manager noona showed up right after you went in, so she's covering for you now."
"Sis is here..."
She tried to stagger to her feet, so I added,
"I told her you looked beat and needed a break. She didn't mind, so rest more."
"Got it."
I confirmed her eyes were closed and headed into the restroom. While I was taking care of business and wringing out the mop, the door opened.
"Lemme wash my face real quick."
"...Doesn't it bother you that there's a guy in the bathroom?"
"It's just you, oppa. What's the big deal? We're not exactly strangers."
For a 20-year-old, she acted like a battle-hardened veteran.
Her shameless ability to thick-skin her way through life and just do her thing was a real talent, nothing else to call it.
Splash, splash.
"Oh yeah, we have that third round bet, right? I got plans Sunday, so let's do it Monday."
"Huh? Sure."
From what I'd observed, Han Hee-jin had no friends, no real hobbies—a classic shut-in type who loved holing up in her room.
Sure enough, she agreed without a second's hesitation.
Just like that, the plans were set. This was one thing I really liked about her.
I turned off the faucet to head out, and she lifted her wet face to check the mirror.
"Oppa, isn't the prize kinda weak for a bet that decides the winner?"
"What else do you want, then?"
"The stakes keep getting bigger, but the reward stays the same, y'know?"
Thinking about it, she had a point. It started as a simple bet to shake off labels like premature ejaculator and loose pussy.
Of course, deep down, there were much lewder intentions.
"Anyway, I have a good idea. Wanna hear it?"
"You're bringing it up 'cause you're confident you'll win, right? What if you lose?"
"I won't. Loser has to obey the winner for a week. Something like that."
"Like what?"
"You know what I mean. Don't play dumb."
Her beaming smile showed she wasn't even considering losing. More like that, huh.
I wondered if she could handle it—I was way more perverted than she thought.
"Fine. A week."
"Cool. We'll hash out the details on KakaoTalk tomorrow. Something fair for both."
"Got it."
We exited the restroom amicably. She naturally went back to the counter, me to the shop floor.
While cleaning, I glanced at the counter.
Han Hee-jin chattering away, Han Chae-ah listening with kind eyes.
Did they know? That we'd be going on a full-day date.
*
Time flew by, and Sunday morning arrived. Lying in bed, I reread the KakaoTalk exchange with Han Chae-ah from last night.
Mysterious words, then radio silence. Even on date day, I still had no clue where to meet.
"She picking me up? Makes sense if she only gave the time."
It'd work out somehow. I hit back and, instead of turning off my phone, opened the chat labeled Han Hee-jin.
After that came nagging: Don't be late, dress decent so I don't look lame walking with you, etc.
"She's super hyped for her first date."
Her excitement jumped off the screen. Smiling, I headed to the bathroom.
I washed more thoroughly than usual, every nook and cranny. Then I pulled out clothes I only wore for big occasions.
Coordinating for the weather, time hit 11:50 before I knew it. Final check, then out the door.
The blazing August sun assaulted me. No sign of her anywhere.
I tapped Han Chae-ah's number. It barely rang before her clear voice came through the speaker.
"Noona, I'm outside. Where are you?"
"Behind you."
"Pardon?"
No one was there when I came out. Dubious, I turned—and a familiar luxury car slid out from the back of the parking lot.
The heavily tinted window rolled down, revealing a welcome face.
"You made it on time."
"That's why you didn't tell me the spot?"
"We're driving anyway—why meet somewhere stuffy? It's hot out; hop in."
Click—the locks disengaged. Opening the passenger door, cool AC and a sweet scent enveloped me.
But what really caught my eye was her outfit. Wavy hair, a skintight dress crossed at the neck.
The neckline dipped just enough—safety belt kept her bra from showing.
"Again with the staring. Won't even look me in the eye, just leering."
"I see your face plenty, but not this often."
"Hmph. Wonder if it's safe to let a beast like you in the passenger seat. I'm terrified."
Not hating it, she smirked, adjusting her clothes. Each move made her massive breasts jiggle.
Telling me not to look was straight-up violence.
Her fidgeting in the mirror stopped as she slipped on sunglasses and asked,
"Lunchtime soon—wanna grab something?"
"Sure."
"Actually, I booked a place. Should be no love-it-or-hate-it vibes... Sound good?"
She eyed me with a hint of unease. Obviously curated for today—of course it was fine.
"You planned the whole course?"
"Well... today's about relieving my stress, so yeah, my picks."
"Let's go, then. Anywhere you like is good by me."
"Really?"
She whipped her head away, hiding a blooming smile. Too late—I'd seen it all through the window.
Adorably cute.
"Ahem... We're off."
The car glided smoothly. After a long drive, we arrived at the basement of a swanky building.
"Where's this?"
"OO Restaurant on the third floor. Heard of it?"
I had. Famous spot where one meal easily topped 200,000 won. My eyes widened; she waved it off casually.
"Knew it. I come rarely, but it's delicious."
"Isn't it pricey?"
"Pfft, gotta do stress relief right. C'mon, this way."
Glitzy elevator interior. Ushered into a private, sealed room.
Soft music from hidden speakers, a spacious four-seater table in the center.
"What would you like to order?"
"Um... Two A courses, please."
"Right away. Appetizers will come sequentially in about ten minutes—enjoy at your leisure."
"Thanks."
Door closed. Alone in this cozy space—already a naughty vibe brewing.
Best play it cool till I saw what she had planned.
"Nice, right? So quiet, calming."
"Yeah. Even the wallpaper's fancy."
"Food's next level. You'll be shocked."
Han Chae-ah set her handbag aside and stood. Bathroom break?
Nope—she circled the table and sat beside me, chairs touching, shoulders brushing.
Glimpsing her cleavage, she slyly placed a hand on my thigh.
"So... lemme help you focus on the food."