The Tough Guy Hides the Villainess

036 – Even Strong Women Generally Have Weaknesses #2

036 – Even Strong Women Generally Have Weaknesses #2

A week had passed since the news of “Yeomra’s” death was reported.

In the meantime, my daily life had settled into a certain routine.

If there was anything noteworthy, it was that Deoksoon and Taeseong had grown quite close after attending a rock singer’s concert together.

“Deokhee, I listened to the musical “Death Notebook” you recommended yesterday, and it was good. Do you have any other songs to recommend? “Something to listen to while working at the convenience store.”

“I… I highly recommend listening to Radiohead’s ‘Creep’. The lyrics, where the singer self-deprecates about being a weirdo and a nobody in front of their crush, are especially appealing…”

Duksun, who knew a lot about various things, would recommend music or movies to Taesung, and it seemed like a relationship was forming where Taesung would watch or listen and give feedback.

When the quiet and gentle Duksun and the self-proclaimed outcast Taesung talked, it seemed like they were in their own world, independent from the noisy Class D.

The problem was with Bbangdaengi.

“Bbangdaengi, why are you looking at me like that?”

“It seems like Duksun and Taesung are getting closer, but there’s no progress. I wish Duksun would muster just a little more courage. Don’t you think so?”

Bbangdaengi seemed to think that Duksun had a crush on Taesung. And our “No Leftovers Day” members felt a duty to help their love.

“Is there a way we can help Duksun’s love?”

“Do we have to? We’re not Cyrano. Bbangdaengi, why don’t you think about helping me and Seogaeul get closer? Do you know what kind of food she likes, what kind of movies she likes?”

Bbangdaengi and I had a mutually beneficial relationship.

If I teamed up with Bbangdaengi to earn ‘points’, Bbangdaengi would provide me with information to increase Seogaeul’s favorability towards me.

These days, I felt like I was going crazy because of Seogaeul.

She didn’t seem to realize she was kidnapped, constantly asking me to do this and that, testing my limits.

Recently, she pestered me for an hour, asking me to “act like a cat.”

Even the manifestation of concepts had no progress or income since “The Path.”

“In elementary school.”

Baek Yeoul said.

“In elementary school, I once ate all the apples, and I remember she got really mad. Seogaeul likes apples. But does this information matter now that she’s missing?”

I handed a clean lunchbox to the puzzled Baek Yeoul.

“Thanks for the lunch yesterday. The rolled omelet was a bit salty.”

“The rolled omelet was salty? That can’t be.”

These days, Baek Yeoul packed me a lunch every day. I gave that lunch to Seogaeul, but of course, it was a secret from Baek Yeoul.

In the latest lunch, Seogaeul said the rolled omelet was salty.

I conveyed that feedback to Baek Yeoul as if it were my own, and Baek Yeoul reflected it in the next lunch. That cycle had become my daily routine.

The days were uneventful, as if no major incident had occurred recently. But soon, this peace would come to an end.

Why?

Because I had to start preparing to kidnap Yoo Yeoreum.

“Hey, Hanamjin!”

Bbangdaengi nudged my side.

“We’re still friends, right?”

“It’s the soulmate of the soul.”

“But what if Seo Ga-eul doesn’t come back like this…?”

“Seo Ga-eul?”

“… No, it’s nothing!”

What’s this? Such a dull guy.

While making the rolled omelet salty.

# # #

After school, the last day of community service.

I picked up the trash scattered around the school with Yoo Yeo-reum.

“……”

“……”

Yoo Yeo-reum was generally quiet.

When silence settled between us, I didn’t feel the need to force myself to speak. After a while of keeping my mouth shut, Yoo Yeo-reum would initiate a conversation as if she had organized her thoughts.

“Are you still enjoying your hobbies?”

“Hobbies?”

“Watching adult videos next door.”

So that’s what she meant back then.

The problem with lying is this: to maintain one lie, you have to create two more, and to keep those two lies, you need to come up with four lies.

“I watch it every day.”

“Every day?”

At my answer, Yoo Yeo-reum rounded her mouth in surprise.

Soon, she looked at me with a wary gaze as if I were some kind of pervert, so I decided to reveal a secret known only to men.

“Every guy you know is probably watching it every single day. “Our school instructors, the boys in your class, all the guys you pass on the street.”

“……”

Yoo Yeo-reum seemed to find it hard to believe.

Was my expression like that when I found out Santa didn’t exist?

“Is that how guys usually are?”

“Usually. Most girls probably watch it too.”

“Girls too? Is that normal?”

I could see worry clouding Yoo Yeo-reum’s face. Another brief silence. The silence continued until the condensation from the drink cans I had bought to drink after the service soaked the table.

“Do I need to watch it if I want to live like a normal person?”

“That would be good.”

“Then, do you have any recommendations?”

“What kind of things do you like?”

“Like?”

Yoo Yeoreum’s eyebrows raised.

“I don’t know. I’ve never seen one before.”

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What? Never? There really was a girl like a natural monument who had never seen one.

Suddenly, I became curious about Yoo Yeoreum’s preferences.

“Then what do you usually do at home? Do you have any hobbies?”

“Just training. Or watching squirrels.”

“Watching squirrels?”

“Squirrel MeTube videos. They’re cute.”

She was as tough as steel, but surprisingly, she had a girlish side.

Actually, I liked squirrels too. They were quite cute when they scurried around, and they tasted good when fried.

There weren’t many animals that could delight both the eyes and the mouth like squirrels.

With that feeling, the volunteer time ended.

I felt a bit regretful thinking that the time to exchange information with Yoo Yeoreum was now over.

What excuse should I use to meet her next time?

As I was thinking that, Yoo Yeoreum spoke.

“Do you want to come to my house today?”

Yoo Yeoreum invited me to her house.

“Why?”

“I thought normal people might invite friends to their homes. You and your team members seem to visit each other’s houses often. For some reason, people around me find me difficult to approach.”

It’s understandable. Being friends with a girl who shoots lasers from her eyes would feel like living next to a Daepodong missile that could explode at any moment.

Does Seo Gaeul really want to kidnap a girl like this and keep her by his side?

So, I ended up following Yoo Yeoreum to the apartment where she lived.

Knowing where the other person lives is basic common sense for a kidnapper.

“Yeoreum, you’re back. Did you bring a friend?”

“Yes. We’re coming up.”

It was a high-end apartment with security on standby on the first floor. A place that seemed like it would serve elegant breakfasts in its apartment restaurant every morning.

Yoo Yeoreum lived on the 21st floor, the top floor of the building.

When the elevator doors opened, the entire floor was Yoo Yeoreum’s home.

“Is there no one here? Can I just go in?”

“If you wear the indoor slippers over there.”

I slipped on the unusually plush indoor slippers and entered, where a large photograph hung in the living room.

It was a picture of Yoo Yeoreum sitting in a chair with a man standing behind her, his hand resting on her shoulder.

“Is that your father? I’ve seen that face before. Was he a famous member of parliament?”

“Probably.”

I had asked as though I didn’t know, but Yoo Yeoreum didn’t seem particularly interested in talking about her father.

Without saying another word, Yoo Yeoreum walked straight into her room.

I followed behind, thinking to myself, “Since it’s Yoo Yeoreum’s room, there’s probably a bunch of barbells, dumbbells, and a punching bag. The floor must be covered with a jiu-jitsu mat.”

But when I entered the room and saw the various colorful dolls scattered around, my mind went completely astral.

Even the room of the pink-haired girl, whose brain was likely stained with dye from the chemicals, wouldn’t be this girlish.

But here was Yoo Yeoreum’s room, the toughest steel-hearted high school girl, filled with so many “Pookimons” (a playful term for plush toys), and I was left in stunned disbelief.

Swish-.

Without paying attention to whether I was looking at the dolls or not, Yoo Yeoreum sat down in a chair and turned on her computer.

Then she spoke.

“How do you watch… videos like that?”

Is this for real?

Yoo Yeoreum asked in her usual blunt and cool tone, and for a moment, I wondered if this was some sort of trap designed to lure me in.

I suddenly became curious.

“Why do you want to watch it all of a sudden?”

“Because I’ve never seen it before. You’re the only one who’s talked to me about it.”

She simply wanted to see it because she’d never seen it before. A straightforward thought.

I could understand that.

So, in that sense, I downloaded the “Complete Education” video I had uploaded to the cloud and played it in front of Yoo Yeoreum.

“Ahh, aaah-.”

The raw sounds and fleshy colors began to interact with each other. Ziiing-. Suddenly, a hot beam shot out from somewhere, piercing a hole right through the center of the monitor.

I was left flustered, unable to help but take a step

“Ugh! Damn, what the hell!”

*Crash-! Thud-!*

In the midst of my desperate struggle for survival, my elbow collided with Yoo Yeoreum’s face.

“…Huh.”

Yoo Yeoreum hurriedly covered her eyes.

“It wasn’t on purpose. What is this? I’ve never done something like this before.”

From her attitude, it seemed she hadn’t intentionally directed a heat ray at the monitor. Beneath the palm shielding her eyes, her cheeks were flushed to the point of being easily noticeable.

*Drip-.*

Perhaps because of the elbow to her face, blood was also dripping from her nose.

Name: Yoo Yeoreum

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《???》 – Insufficient emotional level to peek at this.

《Photosynthesis Lv.2》 – Has a photosynthesis ability like an old tree.

Condition: 《Nervous and Flustered》 – Intimidated by the unfamiliar situation and atmosphere. In a panic due to the inability to control her abilities. Also, hungry.

It seemed like Yoo Yeoreum was just as flustered by the situation as I was. I could tell by the slight tremor in her voice, which was usually so cool it bordered on cynical.

“Yoo Yeoreum, so when you get excited, lasers just come out of you, huh? That makes sense. For me, when I get excited, my tailbone just stiffens. The one at the front.”

“I’ve never had a nosebleed in my life… Ah, it stopped.”

From the recent experience, I had figured out what Seo Ga-eul wanted to tell me about Yoo Yeoreum’s weakness!

Yoo Yeoreum’s weakness was definitely *adult films*!

Could it be that Yoo Yeoreum couldn’t control her powers when she was watching them? That’s why even my blind elbow strike caused her nose to bleed.

The plan to kidnap Yoo Yeoreum, which had seemed to go nowhere, was suddenly making progress. A flood of good ideas started popping into my head.

Conclusion:

The kidnapping of Yoo Yeoreum is tonight.

*Clunk, creak-.*

Just then, the apartment door opened, and a man strolled into the house.

“Yeoreum, I’m back. What’s with all this noise—”

He immediately headed toward Yoo Yeoreum’s room, but upon seeing the broken monitor still emitting moaning sounds from the speakers, the blood stains on the bed, and both Yoo Yeoreum and I in the room, his face twisted in displeasure.

“What the hell are you doing here?”

He looked like he was about to pounce on me at any moment.

First time meeting and he’s already cursing? What an incredibly rude guy.

I also answered without backing down.

“I am Han Nam-jin, the man who made Yoo Yeoreum bleed for the first time while watching adult videos together! And who are you?”

“What? What do you mean? I, I’m Yeoreum’s older brother, you b*stard!!!!”

Crash-!

A man lunged at me like a starving tiger.

Since I was a man who did not shy away from a fight, I kicked him in the groin like a flash.

“Nam-jin Kick!”

“Gahhh!”