“Narae-ssi, I clearly gave you a card, so why……”
The tall man who bent his head to pass through the low door discovered the three people confronting each other and slowly looked them over. The moment Wonyoung’s figure was caught at the end of that cold and arrogant gaze, the man’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Soon, after a moment of silence, he opened his mouth.
“What is this, these trash.”
‘There it is, the mouth of terror.’
Yeah, at this point it would be strange if you didn’t come.
Wonyoung inwardly tore at his hair and hesitantly tried to approach Taerim, but was caught by both Heegang and Siyeon. Then Taerim’s thick eyebrows bent upward unpleasantly. The gazes of Heegang and Siyeon looking at such a Taerim were utterly cold.
In the middle of that, only Wonyoung felt like dying.
“……Ha, haha. Taerim-ssi……”
‘What Taerim-ssi? Did it get Forced Correction because it’s not work hours? Ha, really.’
As Wonyoung was dumbfounded, Taerim opened his mouth.
“I told you.”
Taerim walked steadily without caring about Heegang and Siyeon’s threatening gazes.
Then he coldly removed the hands of the two men grabbing Wonyoung’s arms and said.
“Don’t pick up useless things.”
“……”
“What? Useless? Useless to whom?”
“Lots of money but cheap mouth. Must be a nouveau riche?”
Looking at Heegang and Siyeon’s faces becoming menacing in an instant, Wonyoung’s breath was blocked. He couldn’t escape anywhere. One side was a wall, and the remaining three directions were only crazy pretty boys!
But as always, the game didn’t stop here.
[※Mission Alert※]
Goal: Go on a fun date together with all the capture targets.
Reward: Penalty Exemption Right (1 time)
Upon failure: Game Over
Seeing the mission, Wonyoung’s mouth dropped open. What is what doing what how to do what?
No, wait a moment before that. Game Oveeeeeer?
Fuck.
“……Hiing.”
Of course, what flowed out of his mouth instead of a curse was a cute nasal sound. Wonyoung covered his face in self-loathing. Then the three men approached Wonyoung in surprise.
“Hyung, are you crying?”
“Rae, what’s wrong?”
“Narae-ssi, are you alright?”
Wonyoung would rather cry. Why did it turn out like this? Where should he start fixing this?
However, Heo Wonyoung, 31 years old. Former elite team leader, current major company secretary. He wasn’t a man to kneel here.
Having finished recognizing reality, Wonyoung lowered his hands and raised his head. Then he saw three men, each differently but extremely handsome. They were weak to him. Wonyoung knew that too. Well, actually they were weak to Abangsu Narae, not Heo Wonyoung.
Anyway, he decided to try using Forced Correction by borrowing this opportunity. He had to survive anyway. Somehow the words “game over” had a terribly bad ring to them.
“I-I wish everyone would get along well…… Is that not okay?”
“Yeah, not okay.”
“I’m also not into that.”
Sharp as knives, these bastards.
But Wonyoung didn’t give up easily either. They say there’s no tree that won’t fall after being struck ten times. He was ready to strike a hundred times today.
“Because you’re all precious people to me…… I wish you wouldn’t fight with each other.”
He didn’t know how ‘Act moderately and get along, capture targets’ could be corrected like this, but Wonyoung added a ‘premium Narae-style pitiful expression’ to these softened words.
When his large eyes glistened, the three men hesitated. Wonyoung didn’t miss this moment and spoke up.
“So let’s go eat something delicious to get close! How about it? How about it?”
“Why would I……”
Here Wonyoung grabbed and pulled any one of them to provoke jealousy. The lucky one caught was Heegang.
“Let’s go, Heegang!”
“Yeah. I’m good with it.”
Heegang smiled brightly and walked side by side with Wonyoung. Wonyoung looked back and asked.
“Aren’t you two coming? Should just the two of us go?”
“……Would I let that happen?”
Siyeon muttered with blazing eyes and walked this way. Taerim, the last one remaining, quietly glared at Heegang’s arm that Wonyoung was holding.
“……”
Only when Wonyoung slightly let go did Taerim finally move his feet. He looked terrifyingly displeased. But what could he do? That’s what the mission was. If they wanted to curse, they had to curse the game.
Anyway, Wonyoung’s ordeal was truly starting now.
“What should we eat? Taerim-ssi, do you want to eat anything……”
First, to ask his superior’s opinion like a subordinate should, Wonyoung opened his mouth, but before he could finish, Siyeon cut in.
“Hyung! I want to eat pasta.”
“Oh, really? Then shall we do that, Siyeon……”
But this time too, before Wonyoung could finish speaking, Heegang made the first move.
“Rae. Let’s eat your favorite raw fish. I’ll treat you.”
“Huh? R-really?”
Wonyoung looked back and forth between Heegang and Siyeon, who were each holding one of his arms. Pasta was good and raw fish was good. No, raw fish was better, but actually he most wanted to just go home and eat triangle kimbap.
Wonyoung, who had been groaning between the two handsome men, eventually looked back slightly with a tearful face.
“Taerim-ssi……”
Then Taerim, who had been following apathetically from behind, let out a sigh.
“Only at times like this is it Taerim-ssi.”
Then he silently began walking ahead. When Wonyoung quickly chased his tail, the other two handsome men also had no choice but to run along clumsily.
The place they eventually arrived at was the family restaurant nearest to home. As Wonyoung looked with wonder at whether Kyung Taerim even came to places like this, Taerim said.
“You’ve been growling since earlier. Wouldn’t it be better to eat something quickly?”
At those words, Wonyoung’s face reddened. Because he was actually in a ‘Hungry (✽´ཫ`✽)’ status.
Knowing that, Heegang and Siyeon couldn’t object this time either. And so an unprecedented situation of four men going to a family restaurant occurred. And that with a combination where one was a famous chaebol heir and one was a famous actor.
Hearing camera shutter sounds clicking everywhere as soon as they sat down, Wonyoung smiled awkwardly.
“I’m sorry. Should we go somewhere else?”
Then Taerim and Heegang each answered.
“I don’t mind.”
“I’m fine too, Rae.”
“Hyung seems to mind though. Why don’t you both get lost?”
“Siyeoooon……”
Siyeon, who was at least a civilian (though people were taking pictures of him too saying he was handsome), started a fight as if he’d been waiting. At Wonyoung’s restraint, he stuck out his lips. Wonyoung resented himself for finding that cute.
“The order…… what should we do? What should we do?”
“Rae, let’s get what you want to eat. How about this? Couple set. They give heart-shaped straws too.”
“……Heegang? There are four of us though?”
“We can just order 2 couple sets.”
Then wouldn’t the chaebol and gangster who almost fought before end up drinking beverages with heart straws?
“L-let’s not do that and here’s a set for 4. Let’s order this. Family set? This one.”
“I’m not family with these people.”
“Haha, there’s no law saying only families can eat it.”
I don’t want to be family with you either so shut up and eat, seeing how that was gently softened, Wonyoung let out a deep sigh.
Maybe it was fortunate to be in Forced Correction. Otherwise, whose chest would he be touching by now?
“Order here!”
Soon after quickly placing the order, Wonyoung pulled himself together again. For now, he thought he should at least introduce them to each other until something came out.
“Earlier it was so hectic I couldn’t introduce you to each other. Now, the person sitting across here is Director Kyung Taerim whom I serve. Siyeon, you know him, right? You saw him last time.”
“Ah, yes.”
Soon Taerim looked down at the trash with an arrogant and insolent posture. He didn’t expect a greeting in the first place but…… Ha. Wonyoung bit his rolled lip to prevent a ‘hing’ sound from coming out.
“And this side is Baek Heegang. As you know, he’s a famous actor and my high school classmate.”
“You could say I have the longest connection with Rae. I wonder if I know many sides of Rae that you guys don’t know?”
Heegang chuckled and said that. Wonyoung was anxious that Siyeon might throw the cup he was holding. On the other hand, he was also worried that if that happened, Heegang might take out the tools he’d been hiding. It was truly fucked up in many ways.
Wonyoung endured the feeling that his head would explode and finally introduced Siyeon.
“Now, this side is Ki Siyeon. He’s a close younger brother, and um……”
“Looks like a gangster bastard.”
As Wonyoung hesitated on how to explain his occupation, Heegang hit the nail on the head.
“Hee, Heegang!”
“That’s right, so what?”
“Siyeon, you too, don’t do that!”
At the war of nerves between the two who seemed like they’d fight right away, Wonyoung, stuck in the middle, truly felt like crying. Then, seeing that, Taerim said something.
“How lowly.”
That was fucking unhelpful!
“Now now, we all agreed not to fight! Let’s just eat. Okay? Please……”
When Wonyoung clung with glistening eyes, the momentum of the two men quickly subsided again. Wonyoung felt like he’d become some kind of rattle you shake whenever babies cry.
‘What should I say now?’
As Wonyoung pondered a topic that wouldn’t make these babies cry, unexpectedly Heegang brought up a conversation first.
“I’m Rae’s high school friend, this side seems to be a superior, then what about you? Why is our Rae involved with something like you?”
The flustered Wonyoung pinched Heegang’s side, but Heegang only smiled sweetly saying ‘Why, Rae?’ He couldn’t not be an utterly terrible guy.
But rather than getting angry, Siyeon smiled and answered.
“Hyung saved my life. So I’m hyung’s. Right, hyung?”
When Siyeon tilted his head and asked, Wonyoung unconsciously nodded. Then Heegang pulled Wonyoung toward him.
“Rae doesn’t need a gangster like you.”
“Heegang!”
It seemed Abangsu could only call other people’s names. How could he mediate like this! Wonyoung beat his chest in frustration.
Then, perhaps because the game felt a bit sorry for Wonyoung, it brought up choice options.
