Chapter 15 : Deception of Deception
"Um... no, I think I'll reject the confession."
Eunbyeoll said with an awkward smile.
'Damn it, why!'
Se-won almost shouted out loud at that moment.
Isn't this a reversal world?
It didn't make sense that she approached him first and then said she didn't want to date.
Eunbyeol next to her also didn't understand the answer and asked frustratingly.
"No, are you an idiot? I thought you liked him. Then you should date and just go for it."
Yoo Boram, in her eyes, Se-won was quite a handsome man.
No, that was just an objective fact.
Because he was handsome and charming, seniors had flocked to Isewon at the beginning of the school year.
And he had rejected all of them.
He was the kind of person who hardly ever went to a bar with anyone.
But such a man, deliberately showing affection and even confessing?
If it were her, she would definitely accept.
Beyond the matter of the heart, it was a matter of title.
The legendary Pokémon, who had rejected everyone, had opened his heart to her. That fact alone was worth accepting.
At a glance, it seemed like a trashy thought, but at least Yoo Boram thought so.
"Is his personality bad? Like, is he so trashy that he's unbearable?"
"No, no, that's not it."
Eunbyeol waved her hand at Yoo Boram extreme words.
"His personality is fine. We get along well."
In fact, she had only good impressions of him so far.
Surprisingly, they got along well in conversation, and his personality was quite gentle and cheerful compared to his appearance. Honestly, there was nothing minus about his looks.
But even so, there was a reason she couldn't accept it.
Really, there were many reasons, but she could sum it up in one word.
"Um... if I have to pick, it's because of my taste."
Taste.
It was a simple two-letter word, but because of that, it could become infinitely difficult.
Because of that taste, which she didn't want to tell others, Eunbyeol had never had anyone she wanted to date.
'But it's also awkward to date on purpose...'
That was her reason for rejection. Simply, taste.
'Ha.'
At Eunbyeol's words, Se-won let out a hollow laugh inside.
He felt really dirty.
'This sucks.'
It was absurd that he was dumped even before he could confess.
The thought that he had been played by those girls' bet made his blood boil.
Honestly, the fact that he couldn't have sex was really pissing him off.
"No, it's that taste problem again? What the hell kind of noble taste do you have to reject all the guys who like you? Honestly, don't you have erectile dysfunction?"
"No, what are you talking about..."
Even after that, Yoo Boram and Eunbyeol kept talking, but it didn't really register in his ears.
Rather than that, he just wanted to go in there and flip the table.
It was a situation where he could reasonably throw a fit. Objectively speaking, the fact that they were betting on a person was problematic.
If they knew their karma, they wouldn't be able to refute even if he went in and threw a fit.
So he thought about going in and flipping the table for a moment.
'...No.'
He soon changed his mind. That alone was not enough.
The troublemaker inside him was saying.
Going in and making a scene now would be amateurish.
If he made a scene now, that would be the end of it.
There must be a way to screw them over more systematically.
There must be a way to use this situation to his advantage.
...But how?
His head was too hot to think straight. Se-won thought he needed to cool down for a moment.
So, he decided to go back into the bar first.
Anyway, he had heard most of the story.
Whiiing.
A cold wind blew, slightly clearing his mind.
Thanks to that, his thoughts accelerated.
He began to combine the information he had obtained and find the keys within it.
He was the kind of person who was good at thinking in such situations.
The contents of their bet, the stakes of the victory, the conditions for winning the bet, etc.
Various conditions came to mind and then sank.
Slowly, a picture began to form. Thinking like that, he walked for a few minutes and found himself in front of the izakaya building.
Giggle, giggle.
The sound of a man and a woman laughing and chatting together spilled out into the open air. The warm orange lights from the windows spilled out into the night sky.
Around that time, Se-won smiled.
"Nice."
The thoughts that had been swirling in his head were all organized.
Se-won leisurely entered the building, hoping that Eunbyeol would come quickly.
*
Huu, the cigarette that Yoo Boram spat out scattered messily.
The pungent smell entered Eunbyeol's nose and bothered her.
It was a 6-millimeter cigarette. The smoke from a cigarette containing 6mg of tar couldn't be anything but toxic.
Eunbyeol frowned and waved her hand.
"Ugh, can't you not smoke in front of a non-smoker?"
"It's my choice."
Of course, Boram wouldn't listen at all.
She was fun to be with, but this cigarette was a problem. They say secondhand smoke is worse. Smoking cigarettes and spitting on the floor, she looked just like a gangster.
Eunbyeol distanced herself from her for a moment and checked her phone. The current time appeared on the main screen.
9:27.
She widened her eyes as she checked the time.
"Huh!"
"Why, why are you suddenly having a fit?"
"Hey, it's a big deal! I have to go to Se-won oppa!"
While she was mindlessly talking, 15 minutes had already passed.
It was already too late. Even if she said she was pooping in the bathroom, it was long enough.
Especially when it was a man waiting alone.
"Hey! I'm going now!"
"Oh, okay. I'll expect the news of your defeat."
Eunbyeol ran at full speed. Passing through the drunk street, she entered the izakaya.
She saw him sitting at a secluded table, playing with his phone.
Sharp eyes, lips tightly closed in a expressionless face.
She tried to catch her breath as much as possible and approached the table.
"Ha, I'm sorry. Am I very late?"
"Yes, you're very late."
Se-won looked up at her while playing with his phone.
Eunbyeol, who was slightly out of breath, was visible.
It was clear that she had just been talking and ran hurriedly.
But he didn't particularly show that. Rather, pretending not to notice her breathless appearance, he asked with a joke mixed in.
"Did your stomach hurt a lot?"
"Yes? Oh yes, I have a bit of constipation... Hehe."
Se-won smiled inwardly. It was an obvious lie.
Eunbyeol, who had taken her seat, asked calmly.
"I'm sorry I'm late. The chicken skewers are all sold out, what should we eat?"
Of course, with the same smiling face she always showed. Now that he realized that this behavior was deliberately trying to seduce him, it just seemed hypocritical.
"Um..."
Se-won pretended to think for a moment and then said to her.
"No, let's just call it a day today."
A brief silence.
"...Yes?"
For a moment, her face froze. With her smiling face still on, her gaze stopped at him.
Her head didn't understand what he had just said for a moment.
Se-won repeated it once more for her.
"Didn't you hear me? I said let's just end it today."
With a slightly expressionless face, he said, looking into her eyes.
For a moment, Eunbyeol felt that something was wrong with the situation.
Se-won smiled inwardly.
What he was doing now was a kind of physiological act.
Getting upset over something trivial. Suddenly feeling bad and wanting to go home.
That's all it was.
Actually, he was in a bad mood, so it wasn't difficult to pretend to be expressionless.
"Yes, yes? Why?"
Eunbyeol's face was filled with confusion. It was obvious that she was racking her brain trying to figure out why he was suddenly doing this.
Se-won looked at her and smiled inwardly.
'Is this abuse of power?'
It seemed like it wouldn't be bad to tease her like this for a while. Se-won went to the counter to pay.
"That's 25,000 won."
The employee says while looking at the order record.
25,000 won is about 12,500 won if calculated by going Dutch.
He tried to casually take out his wallet.
Then he realized that his wallet situation was not good.
There was no choice.
"Um, then Eunbyeol."
"Yes?"
Se-won said to Eunbyeol.
With a smile in his eyes, as if he was having fun.
"Then can you pay for the drinks?"
Translated by ReversalNovel.web.id
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