Chapter 3.2
(Continued)
I had a feeling, but it was still a shock.
“All of them? You’re dating all of them?”
“Not exactly. Each one of them is my girlfriend.”
“All of them are your girlfriends?”
“Yeah. Jealous?”
“Hell yeah, I’m jealous!”
Wow. What kind of messed-up world is this?
While I’m here sulking over being dumped, someone else is walking around with a dozen girlfriends hanging off them?
If this kid were a guy, I’d punch him, and it’d be justified. Damn.
“Haha, jealous?”
Jung Saein laughed with a hint of self-awareness.
“Hey, think about your ex.”
“I don’t want to.”
“Just think about her for a second. And now imagine having ten of her.”
“…”
Self-centered, emotional, unreasonable, and impossible to communicate with, a beast disguised as a human.
And there are ten of them?
“Now imagine dating all ten at the same time.”
“Stop.”
I felt like I was falling into an abyss and had to interrupt Saein.
“Get the picture now? This is the kind of situation I’m in.”
Saein took a drink after saying that.
I stared at her, completely lost in thought.
Is this why people fall for her?
The graceful movements as she raised her glass, her lips touching the rim, and the sound of the drink going down her throat.
Every action was art. Even I found myself mesmerized, staring at her.
With that gloomy look and her cynical words, Jung Saein seemed like a living masterpiece.
“…I think I get it now. Your… level.”
“Right?”
It made me feel like dying out of jealousy.
Seriously, what do I understand?
If only I had her looks…
And a better chest, hips, body, head size, skin, and voice…
Damn, there’s a lot I’d have to change.
“Guess I’ll just keep living as a loser.”
“Exactly. That’s why you’re the Jjooji King. Haha.”
“Hey, stop calling me that. We’re not kids anymore.”
“Why? You’re the Jjooji King because your jjooji is huge, right?”
“Sigh…”
Her teasing laugh was getting to me.
“You still brag about the size of your junk?”
“Shut up. I’m not an elementary kid.”
“Why? Now that you’re older, you should brag even more.”
“Ah, seriously…”
It was a tough question—how should I treat this kid?
As a woman, or as an old friend I’ve seen everything with?
I think she knows I’m still confused.
That’s probably why she keeps giving these signals.
Signals asking me to treat her the same as before.
“Fine, whatever. I still brag. Happy now? Look at this! Huh?”
I stood up and shook my hips.
Twerking.
Usually, you face away and shake your butt, but I did it while facing forward, shaking my junk.
I made sure it jiggled enough for her to notice, even through my clothes.
“Hahaha!”
Saein burst out laughing at the sight.
Encouraged, I shook my hips even more fiercely.
“Jiggle jiggle! Look at this! Jiggle jiggle!”
“Hahaha! Stop! Stop it! Haha!”
What kind of ridiculous nonsense is this at midnight?
Even elementary school kids wouldn’t pull something this stupid nowadays.
But it was kind of fun, maybe because it had been so long since I acted this ridiculous.
“Ha… ha… My stomach hurts.”
“Stomach pain? Are you on your period?”
“Idiot. It’s because you’re too funny.”
After laughing for a while, Saein held her chest, trying to calm down.
“Should I try it too? Boobs bouncing?”
“Please don’t.”
“Tsk.”
I stopped her immediately.
For many reasons, I didn’t want to see her making a fool of herself.
“Hey. Show me for real.”
“What?”
“Your thing. I need to confirm just how big the Jjooji King’s jjooji actually is.”
“Are you drunk?”
“Of course. But I’m not saying this because I’m drunk.”
Saein took another hefty shot.
“Pfft. I’ve been dealing with a problem lately.”
“What problem?”
“What else would a person like me be worried about? It’s about girls.”
“What the hell, seriously?”
If this kid were a guy, I would’ve punched him by now.
“What’s with the ‘people like us’ stuff? Girls come to you even if you just drink water.”
“Oh? How did you know?”
“Sigh. Is that for real?”
This world is seriously messed up.
“Damn. Then what’s the problem? If girls just come to you, what could possibly be an issue?”
“For you, it wouldn’t be a problem. But for me, it is.”
“So what’s the issue?”
“It’s something you have, but I don’t.”
With how this conversation was going, even a fool like me could see where it was headed.
“What? Your junk?”
“Yeah.”
Saein looked down at my crotch with a dark expression.
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