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How to Ruin a Love Comedy 75

Chapter 75 – Handcrafted

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“Whoa!”

An exclamation burst out from Chinami’s mouth as she lay flat on the bed.
Covering her mother with a large quilt, she reflected on her past as she made her way to her parking lot.

[It’s cute.]

[Cute.]

[Because it’s cute.]

Matsuda junior who looked down on himself with his tall stature and gave compliments with a smile like a stylish gentleman.
A low-pitched voice that sticks in my ears won’t leave my head.
Even when she wrapped her own wrists, she remembered holding others with her large hands, holding herself about to fall.

Did she say thank you then? I think she only showed her dumbfounded side…
I can’t remember because I’m not in a good mood.

Unknowingly, Chinami put her hand on the back of her neck and thought seriously about what she had said at the time, then pressed her face with a pillow.
She then let out a long, meaningless sound of her own.

“Aaaaa…”

Then, when her own face grew hot, she removed her pillow.
Even when junior Matsuda said she was cute to him, she was hot, but… Why is she doing this?
Could it be because the weather suddenly got hotter?

Not even noticing the blush on her own cheek, Chinami picked up her phone.
Then she sent her message to Lenka.

[Lenka’s best friend. Hello? Are you busy?]

Then the reply came right away.

[Hello, Chinami. I’m at home now, so it’s okay. Did you call me late today? Have you met a man?]

‘Yes…?’

Chinami widens her eyes.
Her dark pink eyes twitched as she tapped on her screen.

[How did you know? Did you see me outside?]

As soon as the message was sent, her cell phone vibrated.
Seeing Lenka’s name on the caller’s stamp, Chinami answered the phone.

“Hello?”

– You met a man, what do you mean?

There was a lot of urgency in Lenka’s tone.
Chinami wondered why she wanted to do that, and she came to the idea that this was the first time she had met a man who was not from her family in private.

“I ate yogurt and peach ice cream with junior Matsuda.”

-… Matsuda?

“Yes, that Matsuda Ken junior that Renka’s close friend knows.”

-…..

There were no words beyond the receiver.
After she waited for a long time and there was no response from Lenka, Chinami tilted her head and said.

“Hello? Are you Lenka’s friend? Renka-chan? Are you listening?”

-D-I’m listening… Why the hell did you go out to eat ice cream with Matsuda?

“As for how that happened…”

Chinami took a long time to explain what she was doing.
She could have just told the important parts briefly, but she didn’t and told the whole incident in great detail.
Deep down, it was because Matsuda wanted to receive a good evaluation from Lenka.

-Ah… Did that happen?

“Yes. Junior Matsuda said it was okay, but I was stubborn and said I would buy it.”

– Because you don’t like being in debt?

“Um… That’s it.”

-But why did Matsuda text you first?

“Sometimes send a car to say hello.”

-Isn’t it the mind trying to do something to you? He has a bit of an image… That’s right.

Chinami laughed.
Lenka worries about her a lot.

“Friend of Lenka, you shouldn’t slander people like that.”

-But the rumor about Matsuda…

“The rumors were bad. But now people are saying that I have a good attitude. And you’re a really good junior to me? The manager also helps me well.”

-Has Matsuda ever done anything strange to you?

“Water…”

Chinami, who was about to reply, hesitated.
Matsuda remembered how she felt strange whenever her juniors massaged her back.
Catching that hesitation, Lenka spoke quickly.

– Seeing hesitation, is there something? Right?

“Oh, no. I just had a second thought. I never did anything out of the ordinary.”

-Really?

“Yes, really.”

-Okay…? I’m glad then… But what are you doing? Boring? Shall we go out and play? Or maybe it’s just because I ate ice cream and I’m just hungry right now… Do you want to have dinner together?

“Oh!? Then would you like to eat misokatsu with me?”

-Okay. Shall we meet in an hour then?

“Yes! Like!”

After arranging her meeting place with Lenka and finishing the call, Chinami was about to go out to the living room, but she stopped abruptly.
What was she trying to ask Lenka?
As she talked to Lenka, she completely forgot about it.
It’s as if Internet Mia Syndrome has come.

After thinking about it for a while, Chinami decided to just put her mind at ease.

‘I’ll think of it later, right?’

Satisfying her hunger is more urgent now.
She’ll see Lenka in an hour, so I’ll have to eat her peaches until I’m full by then.
Ddakbok is more filling than mulbok, so half a mulbok would be appropriate.

[Cute.]

Recalling junior Matsuda’s solemn voice that naturally played in her head, Chinami hummed her song and headed for the kitchen.

**

“… Everything.”

“…..”

“… Tsuda-kun.”

Her fresh voice tickles her ears, and a chilly wind hits her face.
I woke up from a deep sleep covered in a fairly thick blanket.

“…. What?”

“What is it? Me.”

In front of her was Miyuki.
She seemed to have gone to her bathroom before she knew it, and she wet her hands and feet with her water.

“Mmm…”

I let out a sleepy sigh and turned around.

“Why did you come so soon…? He said he would arrive around eight o’clock…”

“It’s eight o’clock now, you fool. Didn’t you hear me open the door?”

“I didn’t hear…”

“The sound of washing your hands in the bathroom?”

“Uh…”

“You didn’t even know how to change clothes?”

“That’s a shame. I should have seen…”

As she licked her lips again, Miyuki let out a blank laugh.
I gave her a trivial smile and looked outside.

Dark.
Wasn’t it 3:00 PM when you last talked to Miyuki?
Taking a nap for a little while makes you fall asleep…
Yesterday, I broke up with Chinami and slept all day long, but I feel like I’ve been sleeping a lot lately.

I rubbed my watery eyes and freed myself from my hazy mind and looked up at Miyuki.

“How did you come? Take a taxi?”

“No, the bus.”

“Call me…”

“Did you call? I tried three times and they didn’t answer… I thought I was sleeping and just came.”

“Is that so…?”

Scratching her embarrassing head, I burst out laughing as Miyuki crawls inside her quilt, leaving a trail of her own pinkish tint on her lips.

“Did the trip go well?”

“Yes. The temple was very nice. It feels old, but I really liked it.”

“It is a sad feeling. What does your sister say?”

“What?”

“You said you were talking.”

“Ah…”

Miyuki’s eyes turned upward as she let out a brief exclamation.
She, who seemed to be chewing on Kana’s reaction intently, said with her mischievous face.

“It was a little… Fun.”

Just by looking at his expression, it seems like he had a lot of fun, not just a little bit.

“Why? What did you say?”

“It’s just… Dirty talk…”

“What dirty talk?”

“What you said…”

“Do you want to keep measuring? So what did he say?”

“Ah, don’t ask me questions…! I hate to talk…”

Miyuki who is acting angsty.
I’m still having a hard time talking.

A picture of Miyuki talking about the things she had done with me with an embarrassed face, and Kana’s face blushing as she swallowed her saliva and listened to her story, was drawn… Drawn.

“Look at the picture. It was taken at the temple.”

“Ah, yes…”

Juseom Juseom Miyuki took out her cell phone and showed a picture she took with her family.
In an old-fashioned temple in harmony with nature, Miyuki’s family, dressed in clumsy mountain climbing clothes, are smiling brightly.

I asked while silently looking at the photos.

“Are there any pictures taken at the torii?”

“Torii is a gate only found in shrines…”

“Why do you speak so pathetically?”

“When will I… Heeuk!”

Miyuki let out a surprised exclamation and opened her eyes wide.
It was because I had her pull her up and get her to ride on top of me.

I patted Miyuki on the back and calmed her down as she tried to get away, then said with a stern expression on her face.

“You treated me like an idiot and ignored me.”

“Do you have any paranoia? I didn’t…!”

“You did.”

“No…”

Miyuki, who tried to deny it, kept her mouth shut.
I must have noticed that my stuff between her own pelvis had hardened.
She put her hand on my chest, raised her upper body, and lowered her head, and she said,

“…..”

She shook her head and wiggled her hands in her pockets.
Then she took out something.

“Try to put this on first… You pervert…”

It was an order. That is what is called rosary.
It looks like it was bought from a temple… It was even coated to make it glossy, and the quality was very good.

“Is it a rosary?”

“Yeah… Give me your hand.”

I held out my hand silently, and Miyuki pulled the rosary from side to side and put it in my hand.
The slightly stretched elastic thread shrank again, and beads the size of half a knuckle of a finger were attached to each other without any empty spaces.
Looking around at the rosary that fits my wrist, I said in awe.

“It doesn’t feel tight, it doesn’t feel stretched… It fits just right? It’s not easy for regular beads to do this… How did you know the size?”

“I see and touch it every day, but I can’t help but notice it. How is it? It’s okay?”

“Good. Comfortable.”

“How about the design? Are not you bored?”

“No, the simpler the better.”

“Anything strange? Something is out of order… The rosary beads aren’t good enough…”

“There is nothing. But why do you ask such a thing?”

“No, just…”

After observing Miyuki’s reaction, I was convinced that this was no ordinary rosary.
Judging from that embarrassing look on her face, it didn’t seem like she was trying to listen to feedback in order to refund the sale product.
And judging from what I just said…

“You… Did you make this?”

It was clear that the rosary was handmade.

“Yeah… I heard there’s a course to make… Matsuda-kun…”

From Miyuki’s mouth came an affirmation that was worse than a mosquito’s.
I stared at Miyuki with a calm expression for a moment, then opened her mouth as her gaze turned to the side as if feeling pressured.

“Miyuki.”

“…..”

Miyuki squeezed my waist as if pinching me.
He sings in a low voice mixed with trembling, so he seems like he’s dying.
I gently stroked Miyuki’s back from top to bottom.

“Thank you. I will wear it every day.”

Miyuki put her forehead on my chest and rubbed it from side to side, probably liking the unfamiliar voice.
Were you so ashamed of making me a rosary?
I, who patted Miyuki’s butt, who was especially delicate today,

“…Hmm…”

Hearing Miyuki’s characteristic hot nose when she’s in a good mood, he smiled generously.
The atmosphere has become very cozy, so it would be okay to rest as it is today.

How To Ruin A Love Comedy

How To Ruin A Love Comedy

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2022 Native Language: Korean
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