19 – EP.2 Office Tyrant-3

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“I thought I would choose soup, but I was surprised.”

That’s what she said when I picked out a nearby pasta restaurant.

“It’s not like I just eat soup every day.”

“Is that so, what do men say… Oh, I heard they prefer food that’s good value for money.”

Putting her index finger to her mouth and thinking for a moment, she tilted her head.

I smiled involuntarily at the soft appearance that was different from the one I showed at the office.

In fact, isn’t Lee Mi-na not able to express her emotions properly?

I thought about it.

“Hmm? What’s wrong? What’s on my face?”

“No. I think you’re feeling better.”

“How are you feeling? …Ah.”

She ran her finger through the glass of water, avoiding her gaze.

She glanced sideways at me like a guilty person and spoke in a voice without confidence.

“Isn’t that a little short?”

“What?”

“I should have given you more work.”

Saying it regretfully, she quenched her throat.

What are you talking about, this is a story that happened this morning.

“Should I have done it more clearly, considering what In-ho has been through?”

don’t you like it? When I look at you, I have nothing to say.

“Is it because of me that you did that today?”

“It’s because of it. I did it for Inho.”

That’s it, this woman.

She kept looking at my expression like a child looking for a compliment. It was as if he wanted me to say something as he was getting a little excited in the seat.

However, it was clear that she would push people even more if she said she was good at this. It’s not even what I want.

In this case, you need to say something sternly.

“You don’t have to.”

“why?”

“yes?”

She said with an incomprehensible face.

“What’s wrong with making you work as much as you didn’t do?”

“It’s not like that, but… It’s a personal feeling or judgment here, right?”

“Still, it’s true that those people handed over the work to Inho-ssi and had fun.”

“That’s right…”

“Then what’s wrong? No way, are you siding? No, Mr. Inho. You have a bad habit.”

“…….”

“The dish you ordered is here.”

Food came at the right time.

She had carbonara, I had rosé spaghetti and two slices of garlic bread.

“I will enjoy this food.”

Since you are eating with other people’s money, let’s be sure to say thank you.

“Bon appetite.”

she replied, eating a pickle with a fork.

It’s a common restaurant in the food alley, so the taste was just ordinary.

I didn’t enjoy the taste, I just ate the menu. It was nothing more and nothing less.

For a few minutes we focused on our respective food.

It was partly because there was nothing to talk about while eating, and partly because I was hungry.

It was when Mina emptied about 1/3 of the bowl that she felt full.

I drank water, rinsed my mouth, and wiped my mouth with a tissue.

‘Did I eat it too fast?’

I’ll even match the speed.

I regret it after all.

She stuffed the pasta in her little mouth and was squirming around, looking very cute with her puffy cheeks.

So, all of a sudden, I had an idea.

[Can I put my mind to it and settle down here?]

Her obsession doesn’t seem to be as strong as I thought, and if I work hard and adapt, I think there’s nothing she can’t live here.

Who would reject a talented and pretty older sister?

‘I think I’m clumsy when it comes to dealing with people. That will be resolved gradually.’

this dimension. Maybe it’s a good place to live.

“Why? What did you put on my face?”

As I was staring at it, I was embarrassed to ask.

“No, he’s just a little cute.”

The words came out without passing through the filter, and I hurriedly shut my mouth.

“Uh… well…”

Mina focused on the carbonara again with a face as quiet as possible, but she couldn’t hide her reddened ears.

‘It’s cute, it’s cute.’

It seems to have a cute taste for being older.

***

After lunch, we went to a coffee shop.

Since she bought food, I said I would buy coffee, but I replied, ‘It doesn’t matter because I’m buying it with a court car’, so I didn’t step out for nothing.

I returned to my seat with two glasses of iced americano.

“Come to think of it, we drank a lot of coffee on the weekend, didn’t we?”

“That’s right. Back then, I couldn’t survive without coffee.”

I don’t know, but I hit it off once.

“Actually, I can’t even drink a cup of coffee, but thanks to Mr. Inho, I started drinking it.”

“Eh… did you?”

“Yes, I did. I used to wonder why I drank this bitter stuff, but now I can’t live without it.”

Her smile was as soft as a watercolor filled with water.

I smiled and looked out the window.

Office workers returning from lunch and young men dressed lightly and going somewhere passed by in a mess.

“Mr. Inho.”

As I stared outside, Mina started talking to me.

Alas, have I not spoken too much?

“Yes Yes.”

“As you may have seen today, we will divide the work fairly from now on.”

“Yes Yes.”

“I’m going to pass some of the work that’s going on to Inho right now to me and my teammates.”

“okay.”

“I met and talked to you on Friday, but I admit that Mr. Inho has a work overload. I was a little inattentive.”

she wiggles her hands

“Then, In-ho’s job will be easier, right?”

“That’s right, right?”

“Then, In-ho won’t have to go to another company.”

“yes?”

She carefully reached out and placed her hand on top of mine, as if touching a chick.

“I… I’ll do well. I won’t do much work, and I’ll give you good job evaluation…”

“Here, Mina.”

“That’s why… don’t change your job or leave the company.”

As if pleading, she trembled.

“I’m begging you. Please.”

I felt a trembling in my folded hands.