Chapter 82

“Why aren’t you guys freaking out? Am I the only one who’s embarrassed right now?”

At Rumen’s words, people responded.

“We’ve already seen it before.”

“I also saw Yoorim noona a long time ago!”

“…I even stayed over for training camp. Now I can eat choco bars.”

It was Mos, Choco Full Bread, and Chaenarin, respectively.

Of course, it was obvious that Chaenarin had stayed over for training camp, and Mos, being a tax accountant, must have met Han Yoorim. Choco Full Bread was a bit of a mystery, but since he said they met by chance, let’s just move on.

So, their reactions made sense, but there was one person’s reaction that didn’t.

Rumen asked in a puzzled voice.

“Pape, why aren’t you surprised? Did you secretly meet Han Yoorim without me?”

“Just by looking at her actions, you can guess what she looks like.”

“As long as you didn’t meet her secretly, it’s fine.”

If that had happened, it would have been disappointing.

“Everyone.”

Han Yoorim stood up and spoke.

Her blue-toned dress fluttered. It was a sophisticated take on the “Alice look,” a modern twist on the Alice in Wonderland outfit.

It was also Thierry’s outfit.

“Thanks to all of you, our team…”

“So why is Han Yoorim dressed like that? Do you know her?”

At Rumen’s question, Mos added.

“I don’t know either. Bunny Run, do you know anything?”

“How would I know what noona is thinking? It’s easier to understand a turtle’s thoughts.”

“…I’m not a turtle.”

“Thanks to all of you, our team…”

As Han Yoorim bravely recited her prepared speech, Pape spoke up.

“You wore that to show Rumen, right?”

At Pape’s words, Rumen was momentarily startled.

Me?

Why?

Whether she knew that Rumen’s mind was in chaos or not, Han Yoorim nodded.

“That’s right.”

“Why?”

“Huh? Oh, it’s nothing. Just wanted to give Bbangbbang a preview since he’ll have to cosplay soon.”

“Ah.”

Rumen let out a low sigh.

Come to think of it, there was still a wish ticket left.

Rumen groaned.

“Please make it something weak. If it’s too strong, I can’t handle it.”

“I’ll think about it. So, how is it?”

“How is what?”

“If we order cosplay outfits here, what’s the quality like?”

Han Yoorim spun around. Her dress spun with her.

Rumen, entranced by the seductive sway of the dress’s hem, bit his lip tightly.

Absolutely. Absolutely.

Absolutely must not get caught.

Han Yoorim, having returned to her original posture, moved her lips.

“Do you like it?”

“…Sort of?”

“Then I’ll place an order here.”

“I’m just worried, what kind of cosplay are you making me do?”

“That’s a forbidden topic.”

“You’re a cosplay addict from the future… You really did cosplay, huh?”

Rumen, having skillfully diverted the conversation, sighed in relief.

His taste was safe now.

Actually, the reason Rumen lost his mind when he saw Han Yoorim wasn’t because of her cosplay outfit.

Of course, that was part of it, but there was a bigger reason.

It was Rumen’s taste.

‘Bbangbbangjoha.’ Loosely translated, it means he likes a ‘full’ style, and more specifically, it’s a nickname derived from the ‘bbangnong’ meme, meaning he likes women with a ‘full’ chest.

Rumen chose this nickname largely due to the influence of his friends Pape and Han Yoorim.

The two always talked about the fun elements of virginity and NTR, so Rumen ended up with a similar nickname. But feeling a bit embarrassed to reflect his actual taste in his nickname, he tweaked it slightly.

He named himself the opposite of his actual taste.

That’s right.

Rumen actually didn’t like the ‘full’ older sister style.

On the contrary, he preferred the exact opposite: slender, beautiful girls.

And then Han Yoorim appeared, hitting right in the center of his taste.

It wasn’t surprising that he was momentarily stunned.

“Hmm.”

“Why?”

“It’s nothing.”

For some reason, Han Yoorim’s gaze felt sharp.

Does she know something?

She couldn’t. Rumen had thoroughly hidden his taste. He had always pretended to like popular, universal things.

Han Yoorim tucked her hair behind her ear and spoke.

“Bbangbbang still cares a lot about what others think, huh?”

“What do you mean?”

“About the sports car in the parking lot.”

“Is that really what you’re talking about?”

“Of course.”

Han Yoorim’s sly smile was suspicious, but Rumen took a sip of water.

Why isn’t the food coming out in this house?

Feeling unnecessarily awkward, Rumen called out to Pape.

“Pape, why are you so quiet? Are you feeling unwell?”

“I’m just hungry.”

Pape responded indifferently and calmly drank his water.

Actually, Pape was just as embarrassed right now.

Human imagination is boundless.

It’s human to imagine the timeline of Andromeda while sitting in one place.

Therefore, when human imagination meets reality, imagination often wins.

‘Vtuber masters who brag about knowing the average of red pills would panic if they actually took one,’ and that’s what happened here.

And Pape was also fully affected by this power of imagination.

How did it affect him? Was he disappointed because Han Yoorim’s real appearance didn’t live up to his imagination?

No. On the contrary.

Han Yoorim, like Thierry…

I arrived at the meeting spot without much thought, only to be stunned by Han Yoorim’s real-life appearance, which was overwhelmingly superior to Thierry’s.

To put it bluntly, Pape was more surprised by the fact that reality can surpass imagination.

“She always exceeds expectations,” Pape muttered to himself, lifting his head.

“Sis, do something about the turtle. She’s gone crazy right now.”

“…I need a choco bar.”

“It’s the aftermath of Yoorim Transformation training. If left alone, it might become irreversible, so I’ll have to manage her for a while.”

“Training camp? At our house again?”

“I’m moving to a bigger house soon. We’ll do it at my place.”

“No way.”

“Honestly, if anyone sees this, they’ll think Bunny Run is my producer.”

Han Yoorim was seen talking to Bunny Run.

“Soft-headed bro, do you need some nicotine?”

“You’re the one who needs it. Should I step out for a bit?”

Mos and Choco Full Bread were also seen chatting nearby.

“…Yoorim unnie, what about my opinion?”

“If you want your decision-making power back, quickly return from Cha Choco Bar to Cha Narin.”

“…Hmph.”

Including the whole “How did Cha Narin end up in Korea?” situation.

“What are you thinking so hard about?”

Ah, Rumen is here too.

Anyway.

Pape has a narrow social circle.

It’s because of his personality.

He doesn’t like socializing much and prefers being alone, which naturally narrowed his relationships. Even Pape was shocked by someone who left after just one word.

Could it be that he sees people only as materials for game development? Such thoughts naturally arose.

Thanks to that, Pape, who underwent mirror therapy, developed some social skills.

Looking back, before the Han Yoorim incident, Pape was almost like a beast.

Indeed, Han Yoorim. She’s a renowned doctor who has fixed many people, including Bunny Run.

The conversation drifted a bit, but the current scene was quite pleasant for Pape.

He never imagined that so many people would gather and chat like this, not even last year, let alone during middle school.

And.

Pape stared at Han Yoorim.

I never thought I’d meet her again.

Really, really.

Never imagined it.

“Pape-nim.”

As if sensing his gaze, Han Yoorim spoke. Pape replied in a calm voice.

“Why?”

“What’s with that deep, anime-ending-like realization look? If you ascend like that, you’ll miss the chance to treat everyone in Okinawa, so be careful.”

“You really have a knack for ruining the mood.”

“It’s you who’s unnecessarily setting the mood.”

As soon as Han Yoorim finished speaking, the room door slid open, and a fine dining course meal was brought in.

“Amuse-bouche with truffle foam and caviar.”

While listening to the food description and tasting the appetizer, Pape suddenly asked Han Yoorim, confused.

“It’s good to eat something delicious, but why fine dining? Usually, after-parties are at barbecue places.”

“Don’t you watch WeFlix?”

“I was so busy during the tournament, I barely had time to sleep, let alone watch WeFlix. You managed to watch it?”

“I’m the type to sleep when I’m dead. There’s a show about fine dining that’s currently number one on WeFlix, and I suddenly wanted to try it.”

After tasting the tuna tartare and avocado puree cold dish, his appetite was fully awakened.

Han Yoorim, who had neatly emptied her bowl, nodded.

“We should’ve gone for dim sum instead.”

“I suggested a barbecue place.”

“Actually, you said you’d book a barbecue place, and I said I’d do it.”

“Same difference.”

Fine dining, surprisingly, from a business perspective, doesn’t leave much profit, making it quite cost-effective. But tastes vary; not everyone finds fine dining delicious.

And honestly, fine dining doesn’t match the lively atmosphere of an after-party.

“It’s tasty, but not what I’m craving right now. I want something greasier.”

“I thought so.”

“This won’t do. Let’s have another after-party. Thanks to everyone, I’ve gained a lot, so I should treat you to something even more delicious.”

“You’re the one who wants to eat it. By the way, I’m curious about something.”

“Just say it.”

“So, what does the tournament have to do with game development?”

At Pape’s words, Bunny Run raised her hand.

“Sis! I’m curious too!”

“I’m also curious, Yoorim unnie!”

Mos and Cha Narin also perked up their ears, equally curious.

Under everyone’s gaze, Han Yoorim raised her index finger.

“That is…”

“That is?”

“That is… please check it out in my upcoming new work!”

Pape shook his head.

I knew you wouldn’t tell me till the end.