Chapter 49: Going Out -2

Chapter 49: Going Out -2

At about 40 minutes of driving, we arrived at our destination.

I don't even know how I got here.

I was just driving absentmindedly, and before I knew it, we had arrived.

Scratch it, and you're screwed.

With just that one thought in mind, I couldn't care less about things like the exhilarating speed or the exhaust noise that made my whole body tremble.

No matter how fast my heart was beating, despite driving carefully, anxiety surged as I got out of the car, and the first thing I did was to check the condition of the car.

"The wheels are fine, the bumper is fine"

After meticulously checking every corner, Dokyun finally breathed a sigh of relief when he confirmed that there wasn't even a scratch on the car.

"Phew"

'I thought I was a gone.'

This car is irreplaceable even if he sell all my organs.

Insurance may cover it, but he didn't have the confidence to pay for repairs if the owner of this car demanded it from me.

Perhaps, he would have had to sell all his organs or resort to borrowing money from loan sharks.

Once again, he breathed a sigh of relief, his anxiety dissipating.

As Dokgyun exhaled in relief, Eunseol's voice came from ahead.

"Stop chattering and come."

Dokgyun turned his head towards her with a disgruntled expression upon hearing her voice.

Seeing her attitude, which seemed to indicate that it wasn't her concern or that she had no interest in the condition of the car, made him boil inside.

And there.

"Wasn't she asleep?"

Before arriving here, when he glanced at her to check, she was definitely asleep with her eyes closed.

Thinking about how comfortably she was sleeping made him feel incredibly bitter.

"Come on."

Her urging came again.

His fists clenched tightly, but Dokgyun forced a smile on his face and replied with as lively a tone as possible.

"Let's go!"

Ah, it's driving me crazy.

Immediately after, as he strode over to stand beside her, he felt something different from usual.

It was a trivial discomfort, but when he searched for the reason behind the oddly irritating feeling, the answer became clear.

"It's her height."

She seemed taller than usual.

"The height that couldn't reach my shoulders now has grown enough to cover my chin."

As Dokyun scanned her with a somber mood, he finally understood the reason.

"Why are the heels so high?"

The heels of her shoes were quite high.

Wouldn't her feet hurt like that?

As Dokyun looked at her with a grim mood, he heard swearing from her right after.

"What the hell are you looking at?"

A considerably rough tone.

As he raised his head, he saw a face glaring at him with a deeply furrowed expression.

Dokyun calmed his slightly startled heart at that expression and forced a smile before speaking.

"Oh, nothing. I just noticed how high the heels are."

Pause.

In an instant, her body trembled at Dokyun's words.

Seeing Dokyun's puzzled expression, she grimaced again and swore at him.

"Stop staring and follow me. There's a lot to do."

After saying that and moving forward, Dokyun finally realized why she was acting so hostile.

"Oh, it's a complex about being short."

He found a weakness.

Though his lips twitched at the thought, he suppressed them, realizing that picking a fight over this might only result in him getting beaten up, and straightened his lips before chasing after her.

"Let's just go!"

Honestly, those eyes were a little intimidating.

***

As he opened the door, the tinkling of bells could be heard, along with the welcoming greeting from the staff.

"Welcome~."

Responding casually to the greeting, Dokyun looked around and noticed that despite it being a weekday afternoon, there were quite a few people seated.

Feeling a bit excited by the scent of people he hadn't been around for a while, Dokyun approached the counter and ordered a cup of coffee. As he settled by the window, he began to recall what he needed to do.

Firstly, he needed to contact people around him and tidy up his surroundings, as she had suggested.

After finishing his thoughts, Dokyun took out his smartphone, turned it on, and was greeted by a familiar wallpaper, followed by the home screen.

The sight of the gray wallpaper and the icons arranged on it brought a sense of nostalgia, causing a slight flutter in his chest.

Lost in contemplation, as he was about to delve into his phone, a sudden groan escaped from Dokyun's lips.

"Ugh"

Perhaps it was because it had been nearly two weeks since he last touched it, but pressing the screen felt oddly unfamiliar.

It felt like he couldn't control the strength properly. Even though he pressed gently, his finger felt awkward as it pushed down onto the screen.

"This is driving me crazy."

It felt like becoming a primitive man encountering civilization for the first time.

Feeling a momentary disappointment at how awkward it felt despite being away for only a few weeks, Dokyun's body quickly adapted to the familiar sensation, erasing the discomfort, and he opened his contacts.

Shortly after, as he scrolled through his contacts, Dokyun suddenly found himself chuckling.

"The contacts I received"

His parents, his squad leader, his boss, three friends.

Despite having disappeared for two weeks, he wondered why there weren't more contacts, feeling a hint of melancholy.

"But then again, I'm not the one who usually reaches out first."

Quickly brushing off the feeling as he recalled his usual behavior, Dokyun began making calls to the contacts that had reached out to him.

While it felt like a long wait for him, it seemed like only a short time had passed in society. The voices on the other end of the line were filled with more joy than worry.

His parents were doing well, and Porong seemed to have just been neutered. Myungdae was still complaining from the first word of the call, and his boss managed to wrangle a drinking appointment out of him.

Facing the time and people he thought he might never recover, there was a slight lump in his throat, but it was a feeling filled with laughter, which made him gladly raise his head, despite the slight melancholy creeping in.

After a while, Dokyun ended the call with his last friend, quickly conveying only the necessary information, and finally took a breath, shifting his gaze to stare blankly out the window.

"Now what?"

Contacts were also done. Probably there wouldn't be any problems related to this for a while.

There was nothing else to deal with.

Literally, sorting out the people around him was over.

As he sat blankly for a moment, recalling how he usually spent his free time, Dokyun's eyes widened.

"Wait a moment."

He was alone now. His smartphone was in his hand. Perhaps there was still quite some time until she arrived.

His gaze, which had been directed out the window, twitched with a sudden movement towards his hand.

"This Is it time to read a novel?"

The thought occurred, and before his mind could grasp it, his body began to react.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

His heart pounded fiercely. The corners of his mouth twitched, and his eyebrows trembled.

"Come to think of it"

For about two weeks, he, who had not skipped a single day of reading novels, hadn't read a web novel for almost two weeks.

That meant

The piled-up novels were waiting.

"Huh!"

A groan escaped involuntarily. A sensation akin to piercing through his spine.

"Ah"

The tremble didn't cease.

Now was the time for catastrophic ecstasy, in cafes, outdoors, publicly.

"I can do it Can't I?"

Goosebumps ran through his whole body. A pleasant sensation stemming not from fear but from exhilaration.

The previous sentimental resonance vanished without a trace, and a primitive pleasure began to envelop him thickly.

His fingers moved involuntarily, pressing the gold-winged icon that had been floating impatiently on the screen.

And then, the screen appeared.

"Let's go Let's go!"

Releasing the lips that had become uncontrollable, Dokyun, who had been staring at the main banner floating on the screen, felt his suppressed essence awakening.

Now was the time to endure the long period of humiliation and suffering and return to being the 'Simhae Bee.'