Chapter 42 (1/2)
Chapter 42 – With the Night’s Protection
“Yes, you know just like all sorts of stuff.”
Jaegun scratched his head with an embarra.s.sed face.
Dasul opened her mouth, indifferent.
“There are a lot of girls who do that because of the money. When they’re done, they quickly come back to work at the karaoke bar.”
“Hm, yes.”
“I don’t go because I don’t need money but there are some people that want to go and have a drink together. They give me the same hourly wage but I don’t even go. That’s because when I do and they get drunk, they badger me to go to MT. It’s so frickin’ tiring.”
Jaegun took out a memo and was jotting points down..
Dasul added while picking up a pickle.
“There are people that do it in the karaoke bar instead of going to MT.”
“Inside?”
“There are places that don’t allow it, but some do. They order soju and sus.h.i.+ and the sides and sell panties and stuff.”
“Panties… sell?”
“Before doing it, they sell their panties. As a greeting. If they get about 30-50 dollars, they take off their underwear. You think the men will be able to stand it? They drink a lot and then completely lose it so they give 100 more dollars and go all the way.”
This was information coming from a current worker.
Jaegun diligently tried to write down everything that Dasul said. His hands were hot and sweaty as he was writing a lot.
“Ah, it’s a bit cold.”
Dasul murmured while rubbing her arms.
Jaegun stopped writing and said to her.
“Let’s switch seats. I think the wind is cooler there.”
“Just sit.”
As she said that, she went around the table to sit next to Jaegun. Her perfume permeated into his nose.
“You write really fast and well?”
Dasul said as she looked at the memo.
Dasul turned her body towards Jaegun while keeping her gaze. And then with her skinny legs, she put them on top of Jaegun’s legs. Jaegun froze.
“It’s warm like this. Why, is it heavy?”
“No… it’s fine.”
Dasul’s breath was coming directly to him.
The girl continued to talk to Jaegun who felt strange.
“Where was I? You have anything else?”
“Ah, yes. I want to know about the rude people and accidents that have happened.”
The interview continued.
Dasul said with her legs on Jaegun’s legs like they were a couple.
As time went by, Jaegun got used to it
The other people didn’t care at all.
All of them were having their own conversations within their own group.
“Thank you. I think that’s good.”
Jaegun covered the memo up.
There were two empty bottles on the table.
Jaegun only drank like 3 or 4 cups. Dasul alone drank a bottle and a half.
“It was hard, right?”
Dasul put her head on Jaegun’s shoulder instead of answering.
A sigh came out of her lips.
“No, I said before. I feel good because I feel like a star.”
“Hahaha.”
“I want to be a star. Why do you think?”
“Because they get a lot of money?”
“There’s that but… no it’s fine.”
Dasul pulled away and picked up a bottle.
Jaegun took the bottle away and poured her a drink.
“You’re really kind. Considerate.”
“No I’m not.”
“What’s your name? I don’t ask this a lot but I’m curious.”
“You don’t even tell yours so why ask.”
“My name is Dasul.”
“I know it’s a fake name.”
“Hmp, fine.”
Dasul drank another cup.
Jageun got worried.
He didn’t know what her drinking limit was, but she drank alot.
“I want to meet my mom.”
Dasul said as she put it down
Jaegun looked besides him. A big sigh came out as it was mixed with old memories.
“There’s those songs. Those songs that the singer sings to find their loved ones. They want them to listen to their songs and contact them.”
“I know.”
“So I want to be a star. If I can go on TV, Mom will recognize me. She left me and ran away… But if I become famous… she’ll contact me.”
Dasul put her head down with her lips closed.
Her two eyes were filled with warm tears.
“I’m sorry. I must have been tired today. Why am I like this.”
Jaegun gave her a tissue.
Dasul took it and tapped her eyes.
“Actually I was tired because I had a rude customer. I got angry so I left and there was a message from you. So I answered you right away.”
“… Yes.”
“I’ll be like this for a bit longer.”
She put her head on Jaegun’s shoulder.
Jaegun’s two eyes were looking at the ceiling.
His shoulders were heavy.
It wasn’t because of her head. It was the weight of her confession.
‘It … won’t be a simple fun read. I promise.’
Jaegun thought of another reason for the novel in his head.
He will write a story that will comfort her mind. Jaegun was quietly pouring himself a drink in the corner of a loud bar.
Nexon’s office. Mobile planning tea,
The employees were all having a depressed face. Team Leader Suhee was the same. It was the feeling that they were the sh.e.l.l of themselves.
“Cheer up, team leader.”
“I’m fine. Hemii was the hardest worker. I’ll be at the restroom.”
Suhee didn’t go the restroom but to the rooftop. There was a park that employees could rest on but there was no one there because of the cool weather.
“Phew….”
Suhee sighed as she got a coffee from the vending machine.
The game that they were making was about to be sc.r.a.pped. It was very common for games to get canceled especially in the mobile team. The feeling of despair felt bigger this time.
‘Jaegun’s scenario was good…’
Jaegun’s scenario that he put so much effort into was about to be sc.r.a.pped. She didn’t feel good when she thought of that.
Suhee pulled up her phone. Her fingers were looking for Jaegun’s name and was pressing the call b.u.t.ton.
“Ah, Suhee.”
“You answered quickly. Writing?”
“No I wasn’t writing. I came out.”
“I see.”
There was loud noise and music coming from the other side of the phoen. Suhee tilted her head and asked.