Chapter 188. An Expected Change of Pace (3) (1/2)

When he blinked his eyes rapidly, the blurry world became clearer.

The first thing he saw when his eyes came to focus were… breasts. Two fully-naked mounds— right in front of his eyes.

As for his nose….

Subconsciously smelling the scent of skin, Seol Jihu slowly and sluggishly moved his gaze upwards. And soon, Phi Sora entered his view, her face clearly wrangled with drowsiness and irritation.

“…There’s something I’m reaaaally dying to know.”

Perhaps because she was still drunk on sleep, Phi Sora spoke with a hoarse voice.

“You look like you’re shocked out of your mind, so why the hell do you keep smelling me for?”

It was then that Seol Jihu realized that he was taking deeper breaths than necessary. The thought, ‘Because I like the smell of roses’, crossed his mind for a second.

“Uwaaaaah!”

Seol Jihu screamed and shot up so hard that he fell backwards.

“Hah!”

Phi Sora clicked her tongue as she watched Seol Jihu flail his arms and slip away from the bed.

Thud. When the back of his head hit the floor, he snapped out of his daze. He shot up in a flustered state and reflexively touched his body.

“….”

Why was he in his underwear?

His pupils began to tremble. Seol Jihu placed his hand on his chest and took a deep breath.

Calm down. Calm down.

After inwardly muttering to himself several times, he spoke up.

“Explain.”

He sounded as though he’d been wronged.

Phi Sora, who was stretching her left arm and covering her yawning mouth with her right hand, looked as if she was struck dumb.

“Explain what?”

“From the beginning to the end. Everything.”

“Oh, sure. You blacked out in the middle of drinking soju, suddenly started crying, then vomited all over me while I was carrying you.”

“…Come again?”

“What a joke! If you’re weak to alcohol, you should have drunk in moderation. You puked out everything you ate on me, you know? Pork belly, soybean paste stew, rice, naengmyeon… ugh!”

Phi Sora shuddered, as if just thinking about it infuriated and disgusted her. Meanwhile, Seol Jihu looked around the room dazedly.

He could see several clothes neatly hanging on a nearby hanger.

“I dragged your ass to a motel and cleaned your clothes and hung them up. Shouldn’t you be thanking me? Do you have any idea how many times I wanted to just chuck you down on the ground and leave?”

As Seol Jihu had no memory of any of this, he was simply dumbstruck by Phi Sora’s recount of the previous evening.

“Still… sleeping on the same bed is….”

“Oh, shut up!”

Phi Sora shouted angrily.

“Don’t you have any conscience?”

“?”

“You think I slept on the same bed because I wanted to? I wanted to sleep separately, you know!”

Seol Jihu tilted his head in confusion as Phi Sora was talking like this wasn’t her fault.

“I was nice enough to give you the bed, yet you kept climbing down and clinging onto me. So I thought, ‘Ah, he must like sleeping on the floor’, and switched spots, but then you kept crawling up and clinging onto me there as well. So then I wrapped myself up in the blanket and went to the couch to try to get some sleep, but you even chased me there and clung onto me.”

“….”

“And, excuse me, but are you a newborn baby? Why do you keep shoving your face into my breasts? Did you not get any love growing up? Or did you get possessed by some titty-loving ghost? Jesus!!”

Papapapa! While Phi Sora spat out everything she’d suffered last night, Seol Jihu scratched his head.

“Well… I am a middle child, and have an older and a younger sibling… so I didn’t get as much attention and love growing up….”

“Ooooh, I see… my bad, I didn’t know that… NOT! What does that have to do with anything??”

Phi Sora shot back with fire in her eyes. Seol Jihu let out a dry cough.

“Kuhum, I don’t remember well.”

“I knew you would say that. Wait right there.”

Phi Sora quickly took out her phone and threw it over. A video was being played on the screen.

—God! Will you get off of me?

—Fucking hell, did you go mad? Hey, I know you’re not sleeping. Open your eyes while I’m still being nice.

—Get off!

—God, I’m gonna go crazy!!

“No way….”

Staring into the screen speechlessly, Seol Jihu suddenly grabbed the phone. After silently pressing the delete button, he slipped the phone to Phi Sora, who was looking down at him with crossed arms.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Where the heck did this guy come from!?”

An angry voice struck Seol Jihu’s ears. He coughed meaninglessly again.

“Anyways, you’re saying nothing happened?”

Phi Sora’s expression turned odd at Seol Jihu’s relieved voice.

“Why, you thought I devoured you or something?”

“You don’t have to put it that way….”

“It’s the opposite. You’re the one who devoured me.”

“What??”

Seol Jihu jumped in a startle.

“I mean~ You kept making advances~ You’re fit and pretty good looking, and it’s been a while since I’ve gotten drunk, so I got a little excited~”