Chapter 295: Dating Simulation (3)
Kang Siwoo makes his entrance like that?? That's honestly cheating....
I'm sorry... Turtle.... I'm sorry, Hamster.... Noona likes the Husky....
Why did Ha Junseo become a turtle? LOLLLLLLLLL. What's wrong with our stiff-necked teddy bear!!
Honestly, with a physique like that, even nonsense would sound sweet.
As the fans' passionate reactions poured in, Kang Siwoo flashed a grin and stepped down from the exercise machine.
“Oh, you're here?”
“Y-Yeah...! I mean, yes...!”
Lee Yooji already looked half out of her mind.
She hurriedly slapped her own cheeks to pull herself together.
I never realized it before, but I guess Husky types are my thing.
“Did you come here to work out?”
“No....
I came to see you.”
Lee Yooji flinched before awkwardly smiling.
Apparently, her flirting hadn't bothered him at all, as her same-age boyfriend smiled back.
Without another word, Kang Siwoo picked up his water bottle.
Gulp—
Even the way he drank looked sexy.
Then, smiling with his eyes, he spoke.
“Ah, right.
There was something I prepared for you.”
“W-What is it?
I'll take it!!”
That expression looks like she'd even accept poisoned wine. LOLLLLLLLLL.
Lee Yooji's eyes are sparkling so much it's honestly intimidating. LOL.
She has absolutely zero intention of playing hard to get. LOL.
Siwoo....
Your very existence is already a gift....
The bag lying beside him.
Kang Siwoo rummaged through his black gym bag for a moment before pulling something out.
“It's nothing special, really....”
His deep voice sounded as though he were about to hand her a bouquet of flowers.
“I specially prepared this... for you.”
“My protein shake.”
“Wow....”
A protein shake!
Lee Yooji timidly accepted it.
A boyfriend who even looked after her health by giving her protein....
I'm touched.
Just as she was thinking that—
“Ah, right.
I wanted to ask just in case....”
Kang Siwoo frowned slightly.
“You're not still drinking soda with kimbap, are you?”
“What?”
What is he talking about?
Lee Yooji blinked before slowly raising her head.
Kang Siwoo let out a short sigh and continued.
“No, I just remembered how you ordered soda as a side dish at a snack bar a long time ago.
That was already twenty years ago, so I'm sure you don't do that anymore....”
“How old are we supposed to be in this setting?”
LOLLLLLLLLL. Twenty years ago??
Was Kang Siwoo even walking back then? LOL.
Lee Yooji's deadpan expression is killing me. LOL.
And why did soda suddenly become a side? LOL.
Kang Siwoo awkwardly cleared his throat and looked away.
Apparently, he still had something else to say.
“You're probably not....
But you're not one of those people who drinks beer with fried chicken, right?”
“......”
“Ah, what a pointless question.
Our Yooji would never eat something like fried chicken in the first place!”
“Excuse me?”
“Oh!
I just said something absolutely horrible!”
Smack—
Smack—
He actually started hitting his own head.
Kang Siwoo's shoulders trembled as he apologized.
“Forget what I said.
That was probably the most ridiculous thing you've ever heard, right?”
That expression of utter disgust. LOLLLLLLL.
He's talking about fried chicken like it's food created by Satan. LOL.
Siwoo....
You literally told Seohan during the livestream that chicken should be eaten with beer....
What's wrong with you....
Lee Yooji replied with a baffled expression.
“Why is that ridiculous?
Everyone eats fried chicken with beer.”
“What?”
Kang Siwoo recoiled in horror before frantically waving both hands.
“I told you before!
You shouldn't eat things like that.”
“Why... shouldn't I?”
“Because you'll lose muscle.”
I'm getting dizzy.
“Ah, I think I'm losing muscle just by talking to you in real time.
Should we talk while working out instead?”
HOLY SHIT LOLLLLLLLLL. Losing muscle. LOL.
Kang Siwoo awkwardly forcing himself through these lines is so funny. LOL.
Husky's ears are turning red.
Lee Yooji's mind grew increasingly confused....
“No, then what are you supposed to eat with chicken...?”
“Yooji.
You should call it chicken breast, not fried chicken.
It's still called chicken in English....
People are the weird ones for putting batter on it.
I'm sure it never wanted to wear clothes like that either....”
“What kind of bullshit are you talking about?”
LOLLLLLLLLLL.
"It never wanted to wear clothes like that." Are you insane? LOL.
Lee Yooji got so pissed she started swearing without hesitation. LOL.
If Siwoo can work this hard at life, then I should too....
Dating means learning to accept each other's differences.
Not trying to change the other person—
But understanding them completely.
Lee Yooji felt she could understand Kang Siwoo.
[My Same-Age Boyfriend Likes Protein....]
[He's so serious about working out that he can't tolerate even a single second of muscle loss.]
[But I like you just the way....]
Lee Yooji's thoughts were suddenly interrupted.
“Huh?
The trainer's calling for me?”
Kang Siwoo spoke with an apologetic expression.
Even though they had finally gotten to spend time together, they wouldn't have much of it.
“Sorry, Yooji.
I've got to go.”
“O-Okay.
See you later...!”
Well, if his trainer was calling him, of course he had to go.
That much made perfect sense.
But then—
“Huh?”
One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
The guy who supposedly had somewhere urgent to be was repeatedly jumping while raising both arms, then squatting down and standing back up.
The focus disappeared from Lee Yooji's eyes.
“Why are you running like that?”
Kang Siwoo answered as though it were perfectly obvious.
“I'm doing burpees.”
[This is f...ing ridiculous.]
Her sanity snapped.
LOLLLLLLLLLL.
"I'm doing burpees." LOL.
Lee Yooji looks absolutely furious. LOL.
“Aaaaaaah!”
Lee Yooji screamed, her face completely red.
No matter how many times she filtered her thoughts, nothing nice was going to come out.
Clenching her fists, she shouted,
“You people are unbelievable, you bastards!”
“Huh?
Yooji, what's wrong...!”
“GET LOST, ALL OF YOU!!!!”
LOLLLLLLLLL. Siwoo just flew away like a falling leaf.
Why is Husky actually staggering? LOL.
Dating, my ass.
If all she was going to meet were weirdos like these....
“Life is meant to be lived alone!”
Lee Yooji decided to stay single.
[One Day, I Reincarnated into a Dating Simulation Game 完]
Inside SBC Variety Department's editing room.
The video displayed on Do Seojun's large monitor wasn't footage from the program he was currently producing.
[One Day, I Reincarnated into a Dating Simulation Game!]
Producer Do Seojun had never particularly liked this kind of comedy program.
Over-the-top variety shows simply weren't his taste.
It would've been nice if he could laugh along like everyone else.
Instead, his occupational habit had started creeping in.
Resting his chin on one hand, he quietly muttered,
“The editing... is clean.”
Just as expected from such a popular program, the editors had brilliantly highlighted every comedic moment.
That kind of sense was worth learning.
Of course....
That wasn't the reason he was watching this.
In other words—
For practically the first time in his life, Do Seojun was monitoring a program his younger brother had appeared in.
Monitoring.
Something he hadn't even done during Starf...!
I can't help worrying.
Maybe he'd only pretended to be fine at the concert.
He felt he wouldn't be able to relax unless he personally confirmed how Seohan looked on camera.
Besides, his younger brother had always been the type to hide when he was sick.
He couldn't completely trust what the kid said.
Not long after beginning this completely unfamiliar monitoring session—
Seohan's sorrowful voice echoed from the speakers.
["Noona...."]
“Ugh.”
["Why... do you keep saying no to everything?"]
“This lunatic....”
Those unnecessarily melancholy eyes.
Witnessing his own younger brother's business mode triggered an instinctive rejection.
“Ugh, I can't watch this.
It's making me sick.”
Do Seojun grimaced before turning off the screen.
He'd intended to watch the whole thing out of loyalty.
But this was honestly too much.
Running a hand through his hair, Do Seojun let out a deep sigh.
“Ha....
At least he looks healthy.”
Damn it.
He was the one who'd suffered psychological damage instead.
Trying to steady his trembling fingertips, Do Seojun shook his head.
He desperately wanted to erase that shocking memory from his mind.
Right then—
Creak—
The back door to the editing room opened, and two staff members walked in.
“No, I'm telling you, I totally failed ticketing.
The Main Stadium is huge, so why wasn't there even one seat for m—”
It was Producer Lee Yujin from the Current Affairs Production Department and the junior writer Choi Yesul.
He recognized them from running into them a few times in the editing room.
Producer Lee Yujin stopped in surprise before smiling brightly.
“Oh, you're here.”
“Ah, yes.
Just doing some editing.”
“Keep up the good work!”
The two greeted him with small bows before sitting across from him.
Apparently still heartbroken over failing ticket sales, Producer Lee Yujin continued with a gloomy face.
“No, seriously.
Isn't this unfair?
I even joined the fan club, and I still couldn't get a seat?
Does that make any sense?”
Judging by the topics she usually talked about, he'd known she liked idols quite a bit.
That idol just happened to be....
“Tiple's concert.
Did you really expect seats to still be available?”
“......!”
He hadn't realized it was Tiple.
As far as he knew, they were his younger brother's senior group under the same company.
Hmm....
“......”
Do Seojun forced himself to act calm as he stared intently at the monitor.
Click.
Click.
He absentmindedly fiddled with the innocent mouse while pretending to focus on editing.
But despite that, their conversation kept entering his ears.
“Look how they only reopen fan club memberships whenever there's a concert.”
“That's Doubles for you.”
Doubles being Doubles.
The two grumbled before sighing.
Still depressed over the failed ticketing, Producer Lee Yujin added weakly,
“I've been following Doubles idols for years now....
Those bastards seriously need to be taken down somehow.”
At that moment—
A quiet voice joined in.
“Exactly.
Somebody really needs to take Doubles down.”
“......?”
“Gah!”
Do Seojun immediately clamped both hands over his mouth.
He hurriedly lowered his head, but it was already too late.
After all, he was the only man in the editing room.
“Ah.
Sorry.”
Damn it.
He'd only meant to think that in his head.
He never expected to say it out loud.
“Doubles...!”
Producer Lee Yujin whipped around in surprise.
Do Seojun awkwardly cleared his throat while avoiding her obvious stare.
But—
Who in this broadcasting station didn't know?
“Oh, right.
Your younger brother....”
“Yes.
That's the one.”
They weren't even close.
Yet somehow they'd ended up having a full conversation.
Producer Lee Yujin smiled sympathetically.
“What are we going to do....”
“So you really hate Doubles!”
Let's not misunderstand each other.
“Ah, it's not like I have any personal grudge against them....”
Do Seojun awkwardly waved both hands.
However, he couldn't deny what Producer Lee Yujin said next.
“They're terrible at their jobs!!”
“Well....”
“They're terrible at working, yet they're obsessed with making money!!”
Producer Lee Yujin clenched her fist as she vented her frustration.
Before he realized it, Do Seojun was nodding along.
“A little...?”
“A little?
They're completely hopeless.”
The junior writer enthusiastically joined in.
“The way they handle work is so frustrating, right?”
“Doesn't it make you wonder how that qualifies as a major company?”
“The title 'major company' is crying!”
In the end—
He couldn't deny it.
“I think so too.”
“You get it!”
“I'm getting angry again....
What should I do?
Should I just blow Doubles up?”
“My younger brother's in there, so maybe not....”
Producer Lee Yujin's eyes widened.
“Ah!
I'm so sorry!!!”
“You weren't actually planning to blow them up, right?”
“Of course not!!!”
An impromptu gathering of people who hated Doubles.
As he listened to the two chatting, Do Seojun could physically feel his energy being drained in real time....