Chapter 12 – New Daily Life (2)
“Senior Yoo Jeong. What are you thinking about so intently?”
We entered the 2nd week. Senior Yoojeong sat a little closer to her than before and drank her drink. She was within arm’s reach if she stretched out her hand just a little, and her knees touched if she spread her feet slightly, so she had to sit rather discreetly. She sipped her coffee with her dazed expression, then looked back at me and grinned.
“How was your training? I heard she got a promotion. Should she say a promotion? That… Training step up? I heard you did something like that.”
“Yes. Moved to more than 10 and less than 15. Oh, it was very difficult.”
I nodded her head and gently brushed the sweaty back of her back. Training intensity below 10 and training intensity between 10 and 15 were different. It was because the momentum suddenly increased almost twice. I was conscious of the heat rising from my body and cautiously distanced myself from Yu-jeong.
“It is very difficult. If you go over 15, it will be more difficult. The momentum increases even more there.”
Even now, I don’t think my body can hold on, but I’m going to increase more here? I laughed spontaneously. I smiled and glanced at Yoojung sunbaenim’s body. Although she was slim, the outline of her small muscles was clearly visible. In particular, the solid line that runs all the way from her thighs was as good as that of a professional model or athlete.
Senior Yoo-jeong, as I was catching her breath without saying anything, she suddenly stretched her arms and raised her arms up. Then, crossing her legs once, she glanced at me from the side of her eye. As I raised her arms, I turned her head away, embarrassed by her prominent breasts. Senior Yujeong hesitated as soon as I turned her head and lowered her arm again. And she said
“Ichigaya Ichie-san. Were you supposed to come tomorrow?”
“Yes. I heard you are coming tomorrow.”
We both nodded. Because it was ‘finally’. My partner, the number one talent to recruit in the Black Dragon room, was finally revealing his face in front of us. I asked senior Yoo Jung.
“By the way, why is the Black Dragon Room trying to recruit Ichigaya Ichie? That… The Black Dragon Room is a martial arts guild, but that person is Japanese.”
Senior Yoo-jeong hesitated for a moment at the question, then opened her mouth.
“Ichigaya Ichie-san uses a sword, right?”
“Oh, is that so?”
It was the first I’d heard of it. Ichigaya Preliminary information about Ichie seemed to be spread all over the Black Dragon Room. Senior Yujeong nodded her head and continued her words.
“The Ark said it would be nice to have a samurai or ninja in our guild, so he told me to bring him.”
“Okay.”
I kept silent to be as polite as possible to the unknown Black Dragon Ark. Because it seemed like it had to be. Even after saying it, Senior Yoo-jeong shed a blank laugh as if it was a little funny. She said.
“You were really expecting me to give you a nickname as ‘Miyamoto Musashi’.”
“Okay.”
Ichigaya I didn’t know if Ichie would like that nickname, so I decided not to talk about it. It was because from the moment I nicknamed myself Ada Bomber, I was disqualified from arguing about other people’s nicknames.
I asked.
“By the way, what kind of person is Miss Ichie?”
“Well. I don’t know because I only received a simple profile. Looking at the picture, she was quite pretty.”
I couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of anticipation at the word beauty. Unknowingly, I forcibly pulled my expression down and said.
“Being beautiful, I’m nervous for no reason.”
“Are you nervous in front of me?”
Senior Yoo-jung asked out of the blue. She was looking at me with a slight blush on her face. The distance between the two of us was fairly close, and I had never talked to a woman like this before. I was startled and pulled back. Senior Yoojeong tilted her head, scratched the back of her head, and looked at her again. And she said
“Ah, that was just what I said. Was it a bit too princess-like?”
“Oh, no. Me, I also think that senior Yoojung is a beauty.”
Senior Yoo-jeong smiled at those words. She had a really good-looking smile. She had her ear lobes red. Senior Yoo Jung said.
“Mr. Suhyun.”
“Yes.”
“I want to continue living like this with Suhyun. Being a hunter doesn’t end with just going around the gate and fighting well. You inevitably bump into people, and there are times when you have to force yourself to laugh.”
She said that and got up from her seat. The car was right next to the bench. As she pressed her car key, the lights flashed and the car door opened. Senior Yoojung said.
“Isn’t it funny? Talking about D-class hunters, as if they were completely fed up with social life. Get on I will give you a ride.”
Senior Yoo-jeong opened the passenger side door and said, I said.
“No. Are you okay. I sweat a lot today.”
“It happens again. It’s okay, so get on.”
Senior Yu-jeong told me to get into the car with a sad expression on my face if I refused. Then, pretending not to be able to win, I yanked her shirt off her back and got into her car. As soon as I got into the car, I fastened my belt and said,
“Thank you every time. Senior. Burn it like this.”
Senior Yu-jeong smiled at me and then shifted her gears by tucking her hair behind her ear. It was an incomprehensible action, so I looked at it with my eyes wide open. She lightly twisted her steering wheel to get out of the parking lot, then gently turned her body into the road.
I said to the comfortable ride as if I was sliding on ice.
“You drive well. Senior. Be great. I still can’t do this.”
Then, senior Yoo-jeong spoke to me in an excited voice like her child.
“Yes? Cool right? This time, I practiced while listening to a special driving lecture on the V-tube. It is essential for long-distance business trips.”
I heard the words special driving lessons. It was because I was contemplating whether to pick up a car to go to and from school since the amount of compensation for the accident came in pretty well this time. But my father, who knew my closet license history, reprimanded me for buying a car after improving my driving skills with his car.
“Ah, are you taking a driving class? I also have a closet license, so I want to learn while listening to it. Which one do you listen to? These days, there are people who teach V-tube that kind of thing.”
“Could you take out my electronic pad for a minute?”
Senior Yoojeong pointed to the bag between me and herself and said. I took out the electronic pad and held it out to senior Yoo-jeong. Senior Yu-jeong parked her car on her shoulder and connected the V-tube on her electronic pad. As soon as she turned on her V-tube, a lecturer was seen lecturing with a blackboard in front of her.
[So, what to do when dating old people are dating! Be active first! You have to show off your cool side and take control of your opponent. Appealing her own charm…]
Senior Yu-jeong’s face turned redder than the signal from her traffic light, and then she quickly cooled. She fumbled and manipulated her pad and immediately turned off the video. Then she put the electronic pad back in her bag, she said.
“I will teach you later. A strange video appears. Bar, did you get a virus?”
When she saw her floundering, I couldn’t come to my senses either. She munched her mouth, glanced at me, and started driving in silence. I was in no mood to open her mouth, so I also glanced at her and grabbed her seat belt.
The car passed the intersection and stopped near Gongdeok Station. Senior Yoojeong turned her head and said.
“I have arrived. Hey, go in.”
“Ah yes! Thank you!”
I awkwardly said goodbye and came out. My head was confused. Why was Yujeong senior watching a dating lecture video like that? Who do you want to date? Who is it? Even thinking about cancer, I wasn’t. After all, no one in the world would want to go out with someone who has “Ada Bomber” Written on their business card.
*****
Next day. We all gathered in the classroom, not the training ground. It was to meet Ichie Ichigaya, a new freshman coming in, and her face. It was strange to see students who didn’t overlap with each other thanks to spending most of their time training in the gym.
The students, now accustomed to the name of the Ada Bomber, looked away from me with a grim expression. I, too, left the other students ignoring me and waited for Ichiman. It was because I had to mix things up with Ichie, who was in the same group.
A short distance away, Kim Joo-sung and Kim Chun-bae were conversing in low voices. I couldn’t hear the conversation because it was far away, but Juseong was asking Chunbae for something, and she refused the request as Chunbae twisted her face.
It was amazing to see Chunbae apologizing. It was because she was apologizing in an anime-like manner. Kim Joo-seong looked down at Chun-bae with her uncomfortable face, then let out a deep sigh and looked at her desk again. His hand patted her chunbae’s shoulder.
“Good morning everyone.”
And teacher Lee Jung-ah opened the front door of the classroom and entered while maintaining her lofty attitude. As she entered, everyone lightly bowed her head to greet her. Teacher Jung-ah checked with her eyes to see if we were all there and then looked at the hallway.
Beyond the closed door was the silhouette of a woman. The students were whispering and looking at the shadows. Jeong-a waited for the commotion to subside before she spoke.
“Yes. Today, a student came to Ichigaya Ichi. Since I transferred from Japan, I am not good at Korean, so I hope that you will treat my fellow members well.”
When I said that we were in the same group, all the students looked at me. One of them looked at me and whistled, and several students giggled. Teacher Jung-a glanced at the whistling student. I felt the student’s face was familiar.
Teacher Jeong-ah stared at her student and asked.
“‘Drum mania’ Kim Jin-pyo, a student. Why did you whistle?”
“Yes? It just burned.”
Kim Jin-pyo said that with a bewildered attitude. Teacher Jeonga said.
“I said it was time to introduce students, but you just added noise. Like last time, are you acting like that because I look funny?”
“No, no. Sorry.”
Kim Jin-pyo immediately apologized. Teacher Jeonga nodded her head, then she said.
“When this time is over, stop by with your students and turn in your demerit points. If you go, I will explain in detail.”
He twisted his face and twitched his mouth before looking at me. I smiled once while shaking my head. He twitched his eyes and looked ahead again.
And Teacher Jeonga looked at the door. I could feel the chilly atmosphere inside, and I could feel the silhouette hesitating. Teacher Jeonga said.
“Please come in.”
And the door opened. Short black hair and red eyes immediately caught my eye. He was wearing a white shirt and long jeans. She stood by her desk and looked around us once. I felt a cold atmosphere because of the tightly closed mouth.
“‘Ichi’ ichigaya ichiae. Dojo Yoroshiku Onegaishimasu.”
It was a softer voice than expected.
