#72. Wow. Fuck you.
“Can you tell me your name?”
“…It’s Ha-rin Yoon.”
The employee in a black shirt nodded and opened the door.
When I entered the entrance, a rather long staircase was waiting for me.
An old-fashioned design just by looking at it.
My shoes hit the marble stairs and started making a loud noise.
Ttogakttogak.
The more I went down, the louder the sound started to ring in my ears.
And when I finally reached the basement floor, the female staff politely bowed her head and guided me.
“This is it.”
It was clear that the place she guided me was the VIP room.
It was because she guided me to the deepest place through a rather long passage.
After knocking, she pushed her sliding door aside.
“…I’m here.”
She greeted me with a cold voice as usual.
“Would you like to hurry up and finish it?”
She sat across from her and looked at me with annoyance.
“I don’t think we’re going to sit together like this and have a drink or drink.”
It was just that.
We are people who cannot be kind to each other.
However, it was Yu Shi-hwa who brought us together.
“Well. It is, but let’s start by drinking one cup at a time.”
Valentine’s Limited Edition.
…Not bad.
It was a drink that I enjoyed often in my previous life.
When I put the shot glass in my mouth, I felt a familiar feeling in my throat.
“So. What’s the purpose?”
As Hayena said, I didn’t intend to laugh and chat with them for a long time.
“…Lee Ji-eun.”
It was not revealed why Shihwa Yu called us here, but it was probably the topic we were all expecting.
“Are you going to leave it alone?”
Silence.
A chilly silence drifted between us.
Of course, I had no intention of letting her sit in front of her eyes of her work that day.
But…
Why did Yu Shi-hwa call Hayena? I hope she’s just like me and Inwook…
While holding her glass, I looked at me.
I was noticing that the gaze that looked at me from the time she first met was about to come.
The probability that she was in the same position as me was more than 90% that she was called to this place.
“…So what are we going to do?”
Hayena asked with her arms crossed.
“Does she even want to hurt her like Younha Rin did to you?”
I couldn’t say anything about her sarcasm.
Yoo Shi-hwa’s gaze naturally turned toward me.
“…That’s impossible. That’s not something a normal person would do.”
I felt a sense of humiliation, but I bit my lip.
Once again, Sihwa Yoo, who filled her glass of wine, drank her glass alone and pounded on her table.
“Let’s talk frankly. Choi In-wook can’t leave us.”
I agree with that statement.
Probably just as he couldn’t throw away any regrets for me, there was a high probability that it would be the same for Hayena and Yoo Shihwa.
“But on the other hand, no one can choose. He.”
…This statement made quite a bit of sense.
It is purely my wish for Inwook to choose me and return to me.
But honestly, it was hard to say for sure whether he could do that.
“But you can’t hand it over to Lee Ji-eun. Do you agree with this?”
I and Hayena nodded as if telepathically.
“Honestly, I don’t know how much I endured to overturn the prize on the spot.”
Suddenly, I remembered the day Inwook of this life lost his first kiss.
I’m right next to you.
My first love.
The person who used to be my husband.
I watched them lose their lips.
His first kiss was originally mine.
My first kiss had to be his.
The beginning was obviously a simple game of kings.
And it was Lee Ji-eun’s turn who became king.
What she asked for was [Please close your eyes for number 3 now].
In-wook, who was number 3, closed her eyes … Lee Ji-eun remained …
There was no need to recreate a scene that I had been trying to forget.
Suddenly feeling dizzy, I drank a glass of wine.
“You don’t think you’ll lose it, do you?”
Shihwa Yoo continued to speak.
“I’ll tell you what she said while Choi In-wook rejected me.”
[We could have loved each other. If either of them didn’t know anything.]
“People who do not fit into this statement.”
Stillness has come again.
“I said that, but you also feel it. Choi In-wook is not really pushing us away.”
“Then it’s enough if we create the conditions.”
…To create conditions?
“What’s that? Explain it so I can understand.”
Hayena responded, frowned at her as if uncomfortable.
“So. The three of us agreed, so we’re telling them to stop bouncing and come back.”
“Hey… Did you call me here to say something like that?”
Hey, I thought it was ridiculous, and she grinned.
“Look. This is Korea. It’s monogamous. You have to make sense.”
But from my point of view, this was a proposition that had no choice but to be tempting.
“You. Are you serious? Yoo Shihwa?”
It wasn’t anyone else, it was Yoo Shi-hwa.
The very fact that she made such an offer showed how much she endured her hostility towards me.
“Ha-rin Yoon. It’s true that you’re going to rip and kill, and even now, when I think of what you did to me, I want to smash your head right away.”
Shihwa Yu broke the glass once more.
“I’m desperate. I can’t live without Choi In-wook.”
“You Shihwa…”
I could feel how much she longed for Inwook.
And to be honest, this was a lucrative proposition for me.
Inwook was very disappointed with me for what I did.
The most effective way to be forgiven for this was to say that Shihwa Yoo accepted my apology.
Here, if I turn down her offer, maybe I’ll have to keep fighting Yoo Shi-hwa, and I thought she couldn’t give me a second chance like this.
“…I’ll do it.”
“What?”
Hayena had a look on whether she would accept this as my answer.
“… I think it’s better for her to just admit your existence after handing Inwook to another woman.”
“It’s a wise choice.”
Shihwa Yoo reached out to me.
Her long, slender fingers touched my hand.
“Hayena. If only you come, Choi Inwook can’t run away.”
However, Hayena’s expression was so cold.
“Why do I have to share Choi In-wook with you like pizza?”
“…Even if the two of you eat together, I’m confident I can beat you.”
It was the way she spoke that seemed full of confidence.
“You and I, who are trembling for fear of losing Choi In-wook to that blue young 20-year-old, are different.”
Sihwa Yoo put her arms around her as if it was plastic and laughed at me.
“Yes. Where can I do it?”
“You have to be kicked by Choi In-wook to be conscious.”
“You haven’t confessed yet? Are you?”
At Shihwa Yoo’s words, Haye I spurred her seat and got up.
“Don’t worry. Even if it’s cold, I won’t come for a consultation because I’m limp like you.”
Yoo Shi-hwa was furious at her words and shouted in a loud voice.
“Did a bitch who said she wasn’t interested flirt like that?”
Something I didn’t know was happening between the two of them.
“It might be better for him to live with Lee Ji-eun rather than leave that person to you.”
“I’ll go first.”
With those words, Haye, I took her bag and disappeared out of the door.
“…A bad year.”
From n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲
Now in the room where there were three people, Yoo Shi-hwa. Only two people remain.Taking a deep breath, she brushed her forehead.
“It’s fine. I didn’t think things would go so smoothly from the beginning.”
“…Hayena. She’s also quite charismatic.”
“But from now on, we’ll be on the same boat. Ha-rin Yoon.”
She filled my glass.
The situation in which I was sharing a drink with Yoo Shi-hwa was like a fantasy.
How did this happen?
But as she said, I was also desperate and couldn’t live without him.
I had already committed the crazy thing of using Ezion.
If he could change his mind, he could hold the devil’s hand.
It’s about Yu Shi-hwa’s hand.
“Please take good care of me. Yoo Shihwa.”
So we formed an alliance to fight Lee Ji-eun and Hayena.
* *
I couldn’t remember how the festival ended.
I’m sure I played Jena’s Black Knight a few times while playing a drinking game…
After drinking some more…
Game of kings? I think I did something similar.
When I woke up the next morning, I was on my bed.
Grabbing my brittle hair, I left the room and drank a glass of cold water.
Who brought me? I should even say thank you.
I don’t think it was the manager or Lee Ji-eun.
I sent a text message to Harin, who seemed to be sane in my memory.
[Harina. Could it be that you took me home yesterday?]
As if Harin was looking at her phone, a reply came like a knife.
[No. Yoo Shi-hwa took her.]
Sihwa…?
I didn’t remember seeing the poem.
How did Sihwa take me home…?
When I remembered poetry, scenes started to come to mind one by one like a film that suddenly broke.
Shards of glass shattered on the floor.
Sihwa ran to me screaming.
Ena with her mouth open and her eyes wide open.
And the soft touch I felt on my lips.
I…
With. Fuck the fuck.