61 – Difference in weight class (5)

I feel complicated emotions as I pat Song Soo-yeon who does not let go of me while holding me.

At first I was worried.

I can’t help but worry about wanting comfort like this.

What happened to this?

“…Have you been sexually harassed?”

Carefully I ask. I know it’s rude, but I couldn’t hold back my curiosity.

If I’m having such a hard time with severe sexual harassment… I don’t know how I’ll react.

As much as Song Soo-yeon is precious to me, I would be more angry than her.

The warm-up of anger has begun.

But I hide those feelings.

Praying that it wasn’t like that, I gently stroked her hair on my shoulder.

It was her first time having this kind of skinship, but it came so naturally, and she accepted it too naturally.

“…no.”

After a long time, she answered, weeping.

I let go of an hour I forgot to check if it was a lie.

“…Tell me honestly. It’s the first time I’ve seen you so sad, so I’m worried too. Be honest with me.”

“…because it’s not.”

“really?”

“…Can’t you just comfort me without asking?”

She asked a little bluntly.

There was also a hint of desperation in his voice. I had no choice but to keep my mouth shut.

Eventually I nodded and hugged her for a long time.

There must be a reason why you can’t tell.

“…okay. Soo Yeon-ah. are you okay. It’ll be fine, don’t worry too much.”

Eventually, I comforted her with formal words.

I also feel sorry. Because I can only do this

I don’t know how attached it was.

But for a long long time, we stuck together.

Her hair had become accustomed to her hands.

Her upper body melted into mine.

Her tears on my shoulder dried up, and our body temperatures became equal.

Eventually, we stuck together until she fell asleep.

*****

-Tiririling! Tiri-ri-ring!

“…umm.”

Song Soo-yeon slowly opened her eyes to the sound of the alarm.

“…”

I stared at the ceiling for a few seconds.

She was sorting things out. It took quite a while to figure out that this place was a studio.

Because I don’t remember walking back to this place.

“…”

She reminisces about the night before.

“…ah.”

And a sigh flows out of his mouth.

Yesterday, I was comforted for a long time in Jeong-gyeom’s arms.

I hugged him tight, clinging to him like a lover.

I played foolishly at him with all my might.

“….under.”

But soon, Song Soo-yeon grabbed her hair.

It’s not because I’m ashamed.

It was too bad that I fell asleep like that.

Hug him longer, I should have felt that moment.

Now, I don’t know when that opportunity will come back.

Soon, she was able to infer why she was in the studio.

This was probably Jeong-gyeom.

-Tiririling! Tiriri- Ttuk.

Song Soo-yeon turns off the alarm.

Fortunately, I didn’t have a severe hangover, but my head was still heavy as if it was foggy.

As much as the situation that Min Bom likes Jeong Gyeom hasn’t changed much, my heart is heavy.

I can’t get enough strength at all.

I just wanted to fall asleep and rest. I didn’t want to go to work. I wanted to go see Jeonggyeom.

However, she soon gathers strength and gets out of bed.

If she stays still like this, the gap with Minbom will only widen.

As much as I was collecting almost all the deposit for the one room, I had to do what I could at the moment.

“…..”

Heading to the bathroom to wash up, she stiffened.

I was able to find something small on the dining table in the studio.

It was an ion drink and a note.

On the note, something was written in Jeonggyeom’s handwriting.

Song Soo-yeon removes the note from the drink.

‘good luck.’

I stared blankly at his note… His expression gradually distorted.

Seriously, every time I see something like this… I feel possessive.

****

After finishing the previous day, taking a bath, and going to the market, when I returned, the clock was pointing to 12 o’clock.

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Did Song Soo-yeon go to work well?

I can’t ask because I don’t have a cell phone.

I probably want to go to unlock a new cell phone today.

…Well, it’s a big, unexpected expense.

I don’t really care about money anymore… but I’m sorry for such stupid spending.

This experience was embarrassing as I am not usually the type to lose things.

I don’t even know where it spilled.

I had no choice but to give up.

I put the ingredients I bought at the mart in the refrigerator and left the store.

Let’s go get our cell phones.

“brother!!”

And at that moment, a familiar voice rang from far away.

“…Bom?”

She comes running to me waving her hand and smiling as if she is very happy.

I couldn’t understand why she was here, but I smile too.

I was thinking about how to face it yesterday, but it was all useless.

The atmosphere was so natural.

As Solas stopped in front of me, I asked.

“Spring. What is it?”

“Brother, this.”

She gets to the point without hesitation.

My cell phone came out of my pocket.

“…uh?”

“Is this your brother’s?”

“…Where did you find it?”

“I didn’t find it. With the help of the association, I inquired here and there. Someone picked it up and left it at the police station.”

I accept the cell phone she hands over. I didn’t even have to turn on my phone, I knew it was mine.

I wonder and ask.

“…how did you know this was mine?”

“I did not know. I was just guessing. My brother gave me a rough explanation of the model and appearance yesterday.”

Min Bom proudly and humorously pushed her chest out.

Seeing that, I burst into laughter.

She prevents painful expenses again.

I said jokingly.

“As expected, it’s nice to have a hero among my acquaintances.”

Minbom covers his mouth cutely and smiles.

“Thank you, spring.”

“no. I’m glad I can be of help.”

For a while we stared at each other in silence.

Having lost the reason to go out, I thought of going back to the store.

Before that, ask Minbom.

“Are you going to work now?”

“no. I decided to rest today.”

“okay?”

“brother is?”

“I was going out to match my phone… but you found it, so I’m just going to go in.”

“okay?”

“yes.”

At my answer, she suddenly starts to hesitate.

“Well, then, speaking of that, that…”

Scratching his cheeks, aimlessly looking around, rubbing his toes on the floor, he finally proposed.

“…do you want to go… on a date?”

****

Song Soo-yeon looked at her watch.

There were less than 20 minutes left until the part-time job was over.

It was a day spent with many worries.

As I used my body in a certain way, all kinds of thoughts came to my mind.

Among them, I couldn’t help but think of using my abilities on Jeong-gyeom and Min-bom.

Perhaps it was a natural idea, as it was Song Soo-yeon, who had the experience of manipulating hundreds of people right here the day before.

If it was like before, I wouldn’t have been able to resist the tyranny of a hero like Minbom… But now it was different.

As an enlightened person, I was able to feel that my psychic powers were powerful.

However, in the end, the conclusion was that he would not be able to use his abilities on Min Bom or Jeong Gyeom.

Minbom, no, I knew that it wouldn’t work on Solas from the beginning.

The feeling comes. that it wouldn’t work for her.

Because he is a powerful hero, he won’t be able to control it so easily.

It was a feeling that only you could know.

It was similar to the feeling of looking at a wide stream and calculating whether or not to jump over it. She, who understands the ability the most, was able to measure Solas.

Then what about Jeonggyeom?

…He wasn’t sure. Is it because I have a special heart for him? It was impossible to tell whether it would or not.

My heart beats at the thought of manipulating him, and I feel heavy guilt again.

I didn’t even want to write to him in the first place.

It was Song Soo-yeon who fell into his inner self. It was meaningless even if he manipulated and turned away.

I wanted to be loved by him. Not to be loved by his body.

……But when I thought about it objectively, it didn’t seem like I couldn’t control it.

he is incompetent

Song Soo-yeon straightens her back and looks at her watch again.

Everyone was quiet today.

I could see that the workers, who must have lost about an hour of memory the day before, were looking around anxiously today.

There will be no one who can go on a rampage after experiencing a unique and frightening experience in which memories disappear.

That doesn’t mean I felt guilty towards them.

It was nice to be out and quiet.

She passed the rest of the time by going to work.

Soon after, a voice announcing the end of the shift rang out.

Song Soo-yeon finished the work with a sigh.

Many workers gave up their work and started to leave the building.

It was the same with Song Soo-yeon.

.

.

.

Soon after, she packs her things in her locker and moves to get on the shuttle bus.

I wanted to contact Jeong-gyeom, but I can’t because he doesn’t have a phone.

But it was tolerable. Today, unlike yesterday, Jeong-gyeom will be alone.

Song Soo-yeon sighed and moved on.

“excuse me.”

At that moment, someone caught her.

As it had been an exhausting day, Song Soo-yeon shook her arm lightly and looked back at this familiar process.

“…ah, fuck…”

Contrary to expectations, a woman was standing there.

It was a neutral voice, so I was mistaken.

I thought it would be the person who asked for my number again… but it was a moment when my expectations were wrong.

Song Soo-yeon pulls the mask higher. Pull the hat deeper and put it on.

It was part of an unconscious defense mechanism.

“…why.”

Song Soo-yeon asked.

the woman replied.

“…Nice to meet you, Soo-yeon.”

Song Soo-yeon took a step back without realizing it.

“…who are you.”

There is no more terrifying or puzzled situation than having your name called by a stranger.

But the woman said with a smile.

“I am ‘Stella’.”

“…?”

Moreover, they frowned and became wary.

She revealed her stage name. name, not a name.

Stella says.

“Sooyeon, do you have a dream…?”