60 – Part-time job
I don’t know how many bottles of beer I drank yesterday.
It’s like being hit on the head with a hammer… The back of the head hurts like it’s going to break. My neck is completely gone, and my body is limp like wet cotton.
Is this what the grown-ups say is the hangover..?
I think I have a cold because I left the window open yesterday.
My head is just dizzy, and I think my body is getting a little fever.
“…That’s it…”
Rarely. Memories of last night flashed into my head.
Film.
Yes, it was a very awkward memory, like cutting the middle of the film and attaching the beginning and end, but I know roughly what happened and… What it felt like.
I think I still have that feeling in my mouth.
It seemed that the smell of the mammary glands emanated from the whole body. I washed and slept yesterday, so there’s no way that’s left behind…
“Muuu…”
When I think about what happened in the bathroom yesterday, my insides start to burn.
Whether she knew my feelings or not, Yoo Seon-i was sleeping with a peaceful face.
My pillow!! Originally, when he took away the pillow I was supposed to sleep on, he was wearing it… I… That… Come to think of it, I’ve been sleeping with Yoo Seon on his arm until now.
To be precise, I slept with the nape of my neck on Yu Seon’s chest and shoulders.
That’s how I found out I was sleeping, so I clung to Yoo Seon-i- I thought something like that.
Yoo Seon inhaled lightly, and exhaled a sigh. And I could hear the pounding sound of her heart beating in my ears.
A heart sound that beats at regular intervals. That gave me a great sense of security. I feel like I don’t want to do anything like this when my mind is calm.
…I hope this moment continues. I had such a thought… I didn’t know what time it was, and I was very happy and happy just by lying down doing nothing…
I want to enjoy this peaceful time more. So I covered the blanket up to my neck and tried to sleep again.
“Stop. I have to get up…”
“…Ah…That’s…”
Since when have you been awake…? The cold wind is coming in through the open window, but even closing the window is annoying. After raising the blanket to the end of her chin, her plan to hold Yoo Seon in her arms came to nothing.
The figure of Yoo Seok-ie, who was tidying up my hair, caught my eye.
Today, I must have slept comfortably, my eyes are bright, my skin has improved a lot, and I look full of energy.
I could see Yoo Seon-i making a rake with her fingers and tidying my messy hair.
… I must have slept with you- I just- my face was puffy- I think it was all swollen… Yoo Seon-i looked so normal.
…This is against the rules. Combing her hair with a rake is also against the law—and her eyes looking at me kindly are also against the law.
“…I don’t like…”
It’s hell outside the blanket. The weather is cold today, so… Wouldn’t it be okay to finish tomorrow’s work..? I want to be fooled.
Yoo Seon keeps rubbing-rubbing-how warm it is here in her arms. It’s cold to go outside, and the body is also cold, so the wire keeps sticking to the side.
That… Something hard touched my thigh. ….Come to think of it, did we sleep in our clothes yesterday?
“…Why..? I’m not feeling well..? Should I give you a massage..?”
“..Ah..Hak,… I get it… I get it… Don’t knead the back of your neck…”
Yoo Seon is touching the nape of my neck, but it feels strange.
A feeling of electricity. It just seems like blood is spreading all over the body. Did Yoo Seon listen to a special massage lecture without me knowing..?
Just.. Uh… I feel good, but I’m jogging- So… If I keep lying here again- I thought something would happen… I hurriedly ran out of the blanket.
“… Hey… Your clothes…”
Ah.
It’s already too late to regret it. I’m not sure if I gained weight in one night or if I was slow to wear clothes rolling around on the floor.
“…”
Yoo Seon just watched me without saying anything.
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“…Wasn’t it about to go outside…?”
“…”
“Where was it who said that lying down like this would turn you into a cow…?”
I was all dressed up, but I had no idea what to do when I went outside.
I’m hungry… And thirsty… I need to earn money, but I don’t know what to do.
There’s even a sharp wind blowing outside. Come to think of it, this outfit is only worn at home, so it’s shorts and short sleeves- but you have to change into street clothes again if you want to go out.
….. Above my head, I could feel Yoo Seon breathing in and out. So nothing has changed. Still, I had Yoo Seon in my arms.
If there is one thing that has changed, we were facing each other before- Now Yoo Seon-i hugged me tightly from behind. I felt Yoo Seon-i’s strong, thick arms wrapped around my waist.
I… In these arms…
“My ears turned red”
“…Be quiet…”
I was just ashamed of this moment. The things I did yesterday started to come to mind… At that time, I thought I had led Yoo Seon-i just- well, but now that I think about it, everything from the beginning to the end just feels like Yoo Seon-i was swung around as he wanted to do.
Obviously… I seem to have taken a lot of initiative. Why do I feel like something has been done to me…? I do not know. However, I thought that living while being swayed by Yoo Seon was not bad.
“…I’m hungry, let’s eat”
“Yoo Seon-ah… Do you know that you’ve changed a bit…?”
“How did I change…? Good or bad?”
“No, I feel like I’m back to my old self… I like this one better!”
Clearly, even before he went to Mirae High School, Yoo Seon had a rough and ferocious side. But… But you’re good to me-
That’s why it’s so good, and again- if you believe in Yoo Seon, you can go to the middle. If I am by this child’s side, I can at least eat and live. So, like a duckling, I always wanted to follow and depend on Yu Seon.
Since returning to high school, Yu Seon has been piped up and broken. I don’t think Yoo Seon can protect me anymore. Unlike in the past, it has become much weaker. An old German shepherd with all his teeth broken and all his fingernails missing.
There was no such feeling. Today’s Yu Seon was very different from usual. Something… That looked great. …It seemed that if Yoo Seon-i spoke strongly to me, I would listen to him unconditionally.
Charisma. Because I felt his strong charisma, and because I felt like I would do everything if Yoo Sun told me to do it… His heart was pounding and trembling.
“I need to find a part-time job. Yes. Yoojung, turn on your phone.”
“Let’s eat rice.. Later…? … Yes, I understand, Yoo Seon-ah, here.. Here is the mobile phone…”
I gave the phone to Seon Yoo, so I skillfully turned it on and installed the part-time job heaven app.
First of all, it is said that there is no mobile phone, but since I was not a wired machine enough to not be able to use any of them, I installed the app without much difficulty and looked for a part-time job that we could do.
“…Hey, Yoo Seon-ah. Can I take a look..?”
“Is that so? Yoojeong is your cell phone anyway.”
– Drooling, drooling.
I kept checking the list of part-time jobs- I saw a certain item along the way and my eyes naturally went there.
-Rosba.
450,000 Won per day. Age 20 to 45, university students. Housewives, misses… All of them were accepted. Forced hospitality x Forced alcohol x Simple service job. Regardless of gender, regardless of education.
This… What the hell are you going to do with it?
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“…Hey”
I was looking at the screen on my cell phone when I suddenly heard a voice from behind.
When I turned my head back, Yoo Seon seemed very angry.
“Never do this”
Yeon Seon, who roughly took the cell phone in my hand, started looking for another part-time job.
-Refrigerator Installation Articles
-Quick delivery driver! (Class 1 regular driver’s license- 4.2 Million won paid per month!)
-Courier loading and unloading- Age, age, education, irrelevant- Daily payment!! Wait until 7:20 near the fire station in Daehangno-gu.
Between KRW 65,000 and KRW 110,000
There were no decent part-time jobs for a woman to do.
Come to think of it, it’s now January or February. I didn’t think that it was the time when many people were looking for part-time jobs because it was vacation.
At a time like this, all part-time jobs like serving have already been shared among themselves before going to heaven…
Convenience stores and stuff like that don’t even pay the minimum wage, so it’s not a good part-time job.
And I have a lot of things I need to spend money on urgently – part-time work pays so little…
I would like to work full-time, but these days the minimum wage has risen too much, and if I don’t calculate weekly allowances and things like that, the law strongly tightens me up so that part-timers somehow regurgitate them.
From the perspective of hiring, there were many cases where recruitment was only part-time so that there would be no setbacks when looking for a part-time job.
“…Is there anything we can do together…?”
“..Why? Why..? This is my house..? Yoo Seon-i is a guest! Does it make sense for a customer to work..? Yoo Seon-i just stay still! I will feed him.”
“…Will I be able to earn that by myself…?”
Yoo Seon was looking for a part-time job on my cell phone.
Then… He stuck right behind me and put his head on the top of my head.
One hand was hugging my waist, and the other hand was tapping my phone.
He’s still sleeping on his own pillow. I have Yoo Sun resting her head on his arm, and he doesn’t hate that position.
It’s just that Yoo Seon doesn’t have to do part-time jobs in the future, so I hope he continues to do things like this to me…
Whether she knew my feelings or not, Yoo Seon’s fingers stopped as she moved down the screen.
“Can we do this together..?”
No gender! Not up and down! Cube Logistics Center! Pickup, HUB, simple packaging!!
Unskilled people can apply! Commuting and commuting bus support! Lunch and dinner provided! Support with friends is possible!
“…The location is close. Same-day application is possible..! And.. Again- that pay is paid right away! I think this is fine! Let’s do this together!”
Yeon Seon pressed the support button and sent a text message as posted on the site.
– A 20-year-old man. Do you support working…? I’m going to work with a friend. That friend is a girl!
-Write your gender, age, name and place of residence.
Maybe it’s because a lot of people other than us applied… It seems that text replies are turned into macros.
So roughly – I think it will be at least… Yoo Seon-i diligently writes each and every honorific word, name. Gender. And I wrote down everything, including my age, and sent it.
After sending all of my own via text message, I waited for a while and a text message came.
-17:40! Board the purple bus in front of the old fire station! Easy outfit. Skirt X high heels X sneakers ㅇ
Identification required! Hypertension X Disc patients X Minors X
“Hey Yoo Seon-ah!…If we have some time right now, it’s 5pm..! Then shouldn’t we go out soon…?”
“Okay, let’s go!”