036 – Strong women generally have weaknesses #2
A week had passed since the news of “Yeomra’s” d*ath was reported.
In that time, I would say my daily life had settled into a kind of routine.
If there was anything noteworthy, it would be that Deoksun and Taeseong have become closer since they attended a rock singer’s concert together?
“Deok-hee, I listened to the musical ‘Deathnotebook’ that you recommended the other day. It was good. Do you have any other song recommendations? I listen while working my convenience store job.”
“R…Radiohead’s ‘Creep,’ I definitely recommend you give it a listen. The lyrics, which mock oneself as an oddball and someone with nothing to offer in front of a person they have a crush on, are especially good…”
Deoksun, who seemed to know a lot about various topics, would recommend music or movies to Taeseong, who would then watch and listen to them and provide feedback. This kind of relationship seemed to have formed between them.
When the quiet and demure Deoksun and the self-proclaimed loner Taeseong conversed, it sometimes seemed like they were independent from this noisy Class D and in their own world.
The problem was with Bangdaengi.
“Bangdaengi, why are your eyes so wide open?”
“It seems like Deoksun and Taeseong’s relationship is getting better but not really progressing, don’t you think? If Deoksun would just muster a little more courage, it would be good, wouldn’t it? Don’t you think the same?”
Bangdaengi seemed to think that Deoksun had a crush on Taeseong. Moreover, the members of our “Leftover-Free Day” felt a sense of obligation to help the young couple with their romance.
“Is there a way we could help Deoksun’s love?”
“Do we have to? We’re not Cyrano. Bangdaengi, why don’t you try to connect me with Seugal? Like, what kind of food or movies does she like?”
Bangdaengi and I had a pact. If I teamed up with Bangdaengi and got ‘Shop’ privileges, Bangdaengi would, in return, provide me with information to increase Seugal’s affection towards me.
These days, because of Seugal, I felt like I was going insane. Either she has no awareness that she’s been kidnapped or her demands are increasing─she’s asking for more and more, testing my limits. Not too long ago, she threw a tantrum for an hour asking me to “meow” like a cat.
No progress or benefits have been seen regarding the manifestation of concepts since “Length.”
“In elementary school…”
Baek Yeo-ul said.
“In elementary school, I remember once eating an entire apple, and she got really mad. Seugal really likes apples. But what good is this information with her missing?”
Baek Yeo-ul tilted her head at my question in response, so I handed her a clean lunchbox.
“I enjoyed yesterday’s lunch. The rolled omelet was a bit salty, though.”
“Salty? That’s impossible.”
Recently, Baek Yeo-ul had been packing me a daily lunch. I was giving that lunch to Seugal, of course, but it was Baek Yeo-ul’s secret.
Seugal commented that the rolled omelet was salty, so I relayed the information back to Baek Yeo-ul as if it were my own feedback, and Baek Yeo-ul would take it into account when packing the next lunch. This cycle became a regular part of my day.
It was such a mundane period that it was hard to believe a major event had happened just a few days ago. But soon, this peace would also come to an end.
Why?
Because I had to start preparing to kidnap Yu Yeo-reum.
“Hey, Hanamjin!”
Bangdaengi nudged my side.
“Are we still gonna be friends from now on?”
“You’re my soulmate.”
“But what if Seagal doesn’t come back…”
“Seagal?”
“Never mind! It’s nothing!”
What? Such a lame guy.
Making my omelet salty while doing it…
# # #
After-school volunteer work, our last day.
I collected litter around the school with Yu Yeo-reum.
“…”
“…”
Yu Yeo-reum was not generally a talkative person.
When silence fell between the two of us, I didn’t force conversation. After a while of silence, it seemed like Yu Yeo-reum had organized her thoughts and spoke first.
“Are you still enjoying your hobbies well?”
“Hobby?”
“Watching those adult videos at the next-door neighbor’s.”
You’re talking about that now, are you? The problem with lying is that to protect one lie, you have to make two more, and to protect those two lies, you have to make four more.
“I watch it every day.”
“Every day?”
Judging by my answer, Yu Yeo-reum’s round eyes slightly widened in surprise. She soon stared at me with eyes of suspicion, as if I were a pervert.
I decided to reveal one secret of the world that only men would know.
“All the guys you know are watching it daily. The school supervisors, the boys in your class, every man you pass on the street.”
“…”
Yu Yeo-reum definitely didn’t believe me. I felt like this was the look on my face when I realized Santa wasn’t real.
“Do men usually do that?”
“It’s common. Most women watch it too.”
“Women too? Is that common?”
I could see worry spreading across Yu Yeo-reum’s face. The silence continued for a while. The dampness from the cold drink cans I had bought to drink after the volunteer activity soaked the table, continuing this silence.
“Should I watch it to live like a normal person?”
“That would be good.”
“Then, do you have any recommendations?”
“What’s your taste?”
“Taste?”
Yu Yeo-reum’s eyebrows rose high.
“I don’t know. I’ve never watched it.”
What? Never? Is there really such a national treasure of a virgin?
Suddenly, I became curious about Yu Yeo-reum’s preferences.
“Then, what do you usually do at home? Do you have any hobbies?”
“Just train or watch videos of squirrels.”
“Watch squirrels?”
“Squirrel YouTube videos. They’re cute.”
She was as tough as steel but had a soft, young-girl side to her heart unexpectedly.
Actually, I liked squirrels too. They were unbearably cute with their scampering about, and they also tasted good when fried. There weren’t many animals that pleased both the eyes and the mouth like squirrels.
With that kind of feeling, the volunteer time ended.
As I thought that our time of exchanging information with Yu Yeo-reum was over, I felt a bit wistful.
Now, where and how should I meet her again?
Thinking about that, Yu Yeo-reum spoke.
“Would you like to come over to my house today?”
Yu Yeo-reum invited me to her house.
“Why?”
“Because normal people invite friends over to their home sometimes. I’ve noticed that you and your group members regularly visit each other’s houses. But for some reason, the people around me seem to be intimidated.”
Intimidating much. Hanging out with a girl who shoots lasers from her eyes must feel like keeping the Taepodong missile nearby, not knowing when it will explode.
Is this really the kind of person Seugal wants by her side when she kidnaps someone?
That’s how I ended up following her to the apartment where she lived.
Knowing where your target lives is common sense and basic for kidnappers.
“Ah, you’ve come, Yu Yeo-reum. Did you bring a friend?”
“Yes. We’re going up.”
It was a high-end apartment with constant security on the first floor. It’s the kind of place where every morning, you’d expect them to serve an elegant breakfast.
Yu Yeo-reum lived on the top floor, the 21st floor. When the elevator door opened, an entire floor was designated as Yu Yeo-reum’s house.
“Is no one there? Can I just come in?”
“Put on the slippers over there.”
Putting on the unusually soft indoor slippers and entering, I noticed a large photo hanging in the living room.
In the photo, a man stood behind Yu Yeo-reum seated on a chair, holding her shoulders.
“Is that your father? I think I’ve seen his face somewhere. Wasn’t he a famous congressman?”
“Maybe.”
Although I asked as if I didn’t know, it seemed like Yu Yeo-reum wasn’t particularly interested in talking about her father.
Yu Yeo-reum walked straight into her room.
As I followed her inside, I thought: Maybe Yu Yeo-reum’s room is filled with barbells, dumbbells, and sandbags? Perhaps the floor is covered with Jiu-Jitsu mats?
With that thought, when I entered the room and noticed colorful dolls placed everywhere, my mind momentarily ascended into the astral plane.
Even Bangdaengi’s room, which looked like it had been dyed pink from hair dye, wasn’t this girly. And yet, in this room filled with “Pukeys,” the toughest, steel-like high school girl, Yu Yeo-reum, was a sight to behold.
Swish—
Yu Yeo-reum sat down on a chair, either noticing or ignoring me admiring the dolls, and turned on the computer.
Then she said,
“How do you watch adult videos?”
Seriously? This is real?
Yu Yeo-reum’s usual brusque and cool voice asked questions like this, and for a moment, I wondered if this was some kind of trap to lure me.
Suddenly, curiosity arose.
“Why did you suddenly want to watch adult videos?”
“I’ve never seen them before. You’re the only one around me who has ever talked to me about this.”
Haven’t seen them, so want to see them—simple logic.
You can think it’s possible. For that reason, I downloaded the “Perfect Education” I had uploaded to my cloud internet and set it up in front of Yu Yeo-reum.
As the explicit sounds and flesh-colors started interacting with each other, Zap—out of nowhere, a beam of heat shot toward the center of the monitor, punching a hole through it.
Seeing the monitor transformed into a donut-like shape, I couldn’t help but stumble backward in confusion.
“Yikes! Fk, what is this?”
Kudang tang! Perok!
In the midst of my struggle to survive, my elbow accidentally hit Yu Yeo-reum’s face.
“…Uh…”
Yu Yeo-reum quickly covered her eyes.
“It wasn’t on purpose. What is this? This is the first time such a thing has happened.”
Judging by her attitude, it seemed she didn’t intentionally sh**t a laser beam at the monitor. Her cheeks beneath her hand, which she used to cover her eyes, were obviously as red as they could be.
Drip…
Perhaps due to the hit from my elbow, bl**d started streaming from her nose.
“Name: Yoo Yeo-reum”
“Own: Expand to view details ☜”
“《???》 – Your emotional level is insufficient to peek at this.”
“《Photosynthesis Lv.2》 – You have photosynthetic abilities like a big tree.”
“Condition: 《Tension and Confusion》 – You’re shrinking back due to unfamiliar experiences and atmosphere. You’re disoriented in a situation where you cannot control your abilities. You’re also hungry.”
Yu Yeo-reum herself seemed confused by the situation just now. I could see her voice, which had previously seemed cynical, trembling faintly through ‘Emotion.’
“Yoo Yeo-reum gets a habit of emitting lasers when she gets excited, right? Makes sense. In my case, my tailbone hardens when I get excited. Front tail.”
“I’ve never bled from my nose before. Ah, it stopped.”
From this experience, I realized what Seugal wanted to tell me about Yoo Yeo-reum’s weakness!
Yoo Yeo-reum’s weakness is adult videos—there’s no doubt!
Perhaps Yoo Yeo-reum cannot control her abilities while watching adult videos? That’s why my unintended elbow strike caused her to bleed from her nose.
The Yoo Yeo-reum abduction plan, which seemed to have no development, progressed in an instant, and good ideas were constantly emerging in my mind.
Conclusion.
Yoo Yeo-reum’s abduction is tonight.
Duldururuk, giiik—
At that moment, the apartment door opened, and some man strolled in.
“Yoo-reum, I’ve come. By the way, is that some kind of noise—”
He made his way straight to Yoo-reum’s room, only to stop abruptly at the still-blaring moans from the speaker despite the broken monitor, the bl**d-streaked bed, Yoo Yeo-reum, and me. He frowned.
“And who the hell are you?”
He looked like he was about to come at me.
Insults from our very first meeting? What an impolite b*stard.
I retaliated without hesitation.
“I’m Hanamjin, the man who watched my first adult video with Yoo Yeo-reum and made her bleed for the first time! And who the hell are you?”
“What? How’s it mean? Fuc…k, first time to bleed? I’m Yoo-reum’s older brother, you son of a b*tch!!!!”
Kudang tang!
The man launched himself at me like a starving tiger.
I’m a tough guy who doesn’t back down from a fight, so I delivered a lightning-quick kick to his crotch.
“South Jin Kick!”
“Kkuaaaaah!”
