Chapter 134: Chapter 134: This Goddamn Show…(Part 2)
Five minutes passed since then. Where is the guy?
“Why isn’t he coming?” I asked the VJ. The VJ just stared at in response.
“Call him,” I said.
“Oh, right.”
The VJ took out his phone and made a phone call.
“Hello? Yes. Yes. Ah. Right. Yes, yes. Okay. Thank you!”
And with that, the VJ hung up. He turned to and said.
“He’s pooping.”
“Oh, really?”
Couldn’t he have gone in advance? Didn’t even think about the people waiting for them. If I’m like this only after five minutes…
“Should I go to the bathroom as well?”
“W-what…?” the VJ looked at , a bit shocked.
“What?”
“You’re very straightforward…”
“....”
All I did was ask if I should go to the bathroom. Well, whatever. I decided to just wait. Ugh, I’m so hungry. I still didn’t know what the quest would be, but I needed to get so food.
After about 30 minutes? I was really pissed. What kind of bathroom break takes 30 minutes? Honestly, if this were any other day, I wouldn’t care. But I’m here, waiting for this guy. And on top of that, he takes 30 minutes to go to the bathroom? How could anyone be so rude?
“Ugh, seriously. Tell him to hurry up before I go there to shove it up his ass,” I spat out in fury. The audio director looked up in shock. And so did the VJ. What? Was this too straightforward as well?
“O-oh, right…hang on.”
The VJ made another phone call.
“Hello? Yes, hi…yes…yes…oh…that…well, I don’t know if that’s possible…he really should get here quickly…yes…oh…that’s…well, I’m not sure that’s…yes…yes….sigh…yes…okay, thank you.”
By the ti the VJ hung up, he didn’t look too happy himself.
“What now?” I snapped. What? Could you bla for being pissed at this point?
“Well…he wants to be sneaky…sothing about how it wouldn’t be so fun if he just ca in all of a sudden…and whatever…and a whole bunch of other stuff…sothing about how he’s on a different level…”
“This bastard,” I unknowingly spat out. I wanted nothing more than to go find the guy and snap his legs off, but sohow, I managed to restrain myself.
“Call him and tell him to hurry the fuck up.”
“Oh…well…that…” The VJ could not help but hesitate. This is why balls are important.
“I guess you can’t.”
“Yeah…I just got cursed out over the phone…”
“Ugh.”
I sighed. Still, what else could the VJ do? It’s that Kyun guy. He’s the real issue.
“Um…but, Sian…”
“Yeah?”
“I had no idea you were this good at cursing…”
“Oh, sorry. I know it’s a little excessive, but can you really bla ?” I said with a sweet smile.
Honestly, this guy should be glad I’m not running off and planning bloody murder.
“Yeah…I guess.”
And that’s when it happened. Way off in the distance, I saw a guy in a black jacket and white T-shirt approaching us. The guy was walking slowly with both hands in his pocket, looking up at the sky. Was he the guy? Soon, he was standing in front of and gave a slight bow.
“Hello, Sian. I’m Kyun Park, the main vocalist from the popular group Cowboy. It’s nice to et you.”
“Oh. Hi,” I said back with a slight bow of my own. We both stared at each other. This jerk. He had the most feminist looking face I’ve ever seen. The kind you’d just want to punch. Anyways, judging by the look on his face, he seed to like . He kept scanning up and down with a pleased smile on his face.
“It’s really an honor to et you,” the asshole said, sticking out his hand. I shook it. He imdiately began to caress it.
“You have pretty hands.”
“We’re filming.”
“They’ll edit this out. Besides, I’m just holding it. I’m sure you’re happy that soone as good looking as is holding your hand.”
“Hmm…what should I do…”
“Don’t over think it. You can just follow my lead.”
I was simply wondering what I should do to make this guy suffer the most, but he took it the completely wrong way.
“I’d appreciate it if you let go of my hand.”
They say everyone deserves a chance. So, I decided to give him one as well. But on the inside, I admittedly prayed that he wouldn’t. That would give the excuse to punch him in the face. Unfortunately, he really did let go.
“Sure. You’re probably still nervous,” he said.
I inwardly pouted.
‘Darn! I lost my chance!’
Consider yourself lucky, you bastard.
“Should we go get sothing? Are you hungry?”
“You buying?”
“Of course I’m buying. I have way too much money. I need to spend it sowhere anyway. You can get as much food as you want.”
“Really?”
Rich people really do think differently. But just then, the writer ca and handed us a mission card with our quest on it. Kyun took it.
“Do we have to do this?” Kyun said, glancing at the card. He looked rather annoyed.
“Yes. It’s part of the show so...” the writer said, sounding quite hesitant. I couldn’t bla her for sounding scared. Kyun Park was a top celebrity, after all.
I plucked the card out of Kyun’s card and read it myself. It read:
[Pick out a wedding dress for Sian!]
I stared at the writer. All of a sudden, the writer began to tremble. I had unknowingly projected so of my murderous wrath onto her.
“Who cos up with this stuff?” I asked quietly. I didn’t bother to draw back my wrath.
“Uh…well…that…Ms. Yoo…”
“Ms. Yoo?”
I turned to stare at Ms. Yoo. She was chatting and laughing with the show producer, having no idea what she just did. Just then, Kyun spoke up.
“Fine. Let’s go pick out a dress. I’ll get you the prettiest one.”
“Shut up,” I snapped without thinking. Kyun drew back in shock.
I turned back to the writer.
“Aren’t we just pretending to date here?”
That’s the title of the show, isn’t it? ‘We Dated.’ So what’s with the wedding dress?
“Well, normally, that would be a yes. But then, we thought that it’d be more interesting if you two were an engaged couple…”
“What?”
This little…
“Oh, you didn’t know? We ntioned it to Mr. Park yesterday…”
“Yesterday?”
I swear, this man loves to test . How could the show concept change at the last minute?
Well, there was no point in crying over spilled milk…
“Hey, Sian,” Kyun said to .
“What?”
“You’re kind of scary when you talk.”
“Yeah.”
“I like it.”
“What?”
“No girl has ever dared to talk to that way.”
“What the hell?”
Was this guy asking to be killed?
“See. That attitude. And that spirit in your eyes! No girl has ever treated this way. It’s actually kind of cool!”
‘This guy is insane.’
Since I couldn’t criticize him out loud, I did it on the inside.
“Let’s go. I really like you, Sian! I’ll get the best dress there is!”
And with that, Kyun took my hand. The cara stayed on us the whole ti. I was sorely tempted to break the guy’s hand, but I resisted.
***
“Um…well…none of these are really…”
I was trying on dresses one by one. This was undoubtedly the worst day of my life.
“Wow, Ms. Sian, you’re so pretty,” the saleslady helping said.
Yeah, I an, even I have to say that I look pretty. But still…ugh. I would’ve loved to just rip these dresses off.
“Here. You need to put these heels on as well.”
“Sigh…”
I put on the heels. I do admit they did make look slimr and sexier.
“Wow. You look amazing. You fill it out so nicely.”
The saleslady looked at as though she’d never seen anything so beautiful before.
“Thank you.”
Hey, she complinted , so I should thank her. And you know, it felt kind of nice. The old would’ve been pissed to hear such a thing. Maybe I’ve llowed out…or maybe my soul was giving into the feminine side. The thought of that suddenly freaked out.
“Should we show the groom-to-be?” the saleslady said, looking excited.
“Groom-to-be?”
“The handso man waiting outside the dressing room.”
“....”
Ugh, what do I do? Dear Lord. What should I do? No, wait. God is the reason I’m in this ss! Oy! God! Co down here and fight !
Anyways, I pushed the curtain aside and stepped out of the dressing room towards Kyun. Kyun stared back at as a wide smile spread over his face. Guess I really was that beautiful.
“Wow…”
He slowly stood up and walked towards as if he’d been cast under a spell. Suddenly, he gave a hug.
‘Two strikes, you bastard.’
Just one more strike. Just one more and I’d let him have it. No holding back this ti.
“Wow, Sian, you look amazing,” Kyun said. Then, he gave another hug. Then…all of a sudden, he tilted his head and moved in to kiss .
***
Luckily, I managed to block his lips before they touched mine. So, he ended up kissing my hand. The staff mbers all gasped in shock at Kyun’s bold move.
“Sian, it’s no fun if you block . This is a perfect mont. If you reject , it will just ruin it,” Kyun said with a smile. He leaned in to try and kiss again. I pinched his lips hard in response.
“Ow!” the guy scread out in pain.
I leaned in and whispered, “Let’s take this to the bathroom.”
Kyun’s face lit up at that. He gave an eager nod while I asked the staff for a bathroom break.
I headed into the girls’ bathroom. Kyun followed, pretending to go to the n’s room before hurrying over to the girl’s bathroom. He imdiately pushed against the wall and moved in to kiss again. I reached up and gave his lips another pinch.
“Soone’s in a hurry.”
“Can you bla ? I doubt anyone could hold back after looking at you.”
And just then, this bastard reached up to grab my boobs, so I imdiately proceeded to slap his lips with my hand.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
“Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!”
Kyun stumbled backwards, trying to push my hands away. I stealthily avoided his hands while continuing to slap his mouth. I then reached down and grabbed his ankle, causing him to fall hard on his butt. I heard the distinct sound of his pants splitting as he went down. I approached him slowly, the high heels clicking on the bathroom tiles. The guy began to shout at , asking what my problem was. In reply, I gave him a straight kick to his head.
Pow!”
“Ah!”
He went down again as I began to step on him with my heels.
Stab! Stab! Stab! Stab!
No one was watching or listening. In other words, that ant that there was no one to stop as I stomped on him.
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Chapter 134: Chapter 134: This Goddamn Show…(Part 2)
Five minutes passed since then. Where is the guy?
“Why isn’t he coming?” I asked the VJ. The VJ just stared at in response.
“Call him,” I said.
“Oh, right.”
The VJ took out his phone and made a phone call.
“Hello? Yes. Yes. Ah. Right. Yes, yes. Okay. Thank you!”
And with that, the VJ hung up. He turned to and said.
“He’s pooping.”
“Oh, really?”
Couldn’t he have gone in advance? Didn’t even think about the people waiting for them. If I’m like this only after five minutes…
“Should I go to the bathroom as well?”
“W-what…?” the VJ looked at , a bit shocked.
“What?”
“You’re very straightforward…”
“....”
All I did was ask if I should go to the bathroom. Well, whatever. I decided to just wait. Ugh, I’m so hungry. I still didn’t know what the quest would be, but I needed to get so food.
After about 30 minutes? I was really pissed. What kind of bathroom break takes 30 minutes? Honestly, if this were any other day, I wouldn’t care. But I’m here, waiting for this guy. And on top of that, he takes 30 minutes to go to the bathroom? How could anyone be so rude?
“Ugh, seriously. Tell him to hurry up before I go there to shove it up his ass,” I spat out in fury. The audio director looked up in shock. And so did the VJ. What? Was this too straightforward as well?
“O-oh, right…hang on.”
The VJ made another phone call.
“Hello? Yes, hi…yes…yes…oh…that…well, I don’t know if that’s possible…he really should get here quickly…yes…oh…that’s…well, I’m not sure that’s…yes…yes….sigh…yes…okay, thank you.”
By the ti the VJ hung up, he didn’t look too happy himself.
“What now?” I snapped. What? Could you bla for being pissed at this point?
“Well…he wants to be sneaky…sothing about how it wouldn’t be so fun if he just ca in all of a sudden…and whatever…and a whole bunch of other stuff…sothing about how he’s on a different level…”
“This bastard,” I unknowingly spat out. I wanted nothing more than to go find the guy and snap his legs off, but sohow, I managed to restrain myself.
“Call him and tell him to hurry the fuck up.”
“Oh…well…that…” The VJ could not help but hesitate. This is why balls are important.
“I guess you can’t.”
“Yeah…I just got cursed out over the phone…”
“Ugh.”
I sighed. Still, what else could the VJ do? It’s that Kyun guy. He’s the real issue.
“Um…but, Sian…”
“Yeah?”
“I had no idea you were this good at cursing…”
“Oh, sorry. I know it’s a little excessive, but can you really bla ?” I said with a sweet smile.
Honestly, this guy should be glad I’m not running off and planning bloody murder.
“Yeah…I guess.”
And that’s when it happened. Way off in the distance, I saw a guy in a black jacket and white T-shirt approaching us. The guy was walking slowly with both hands in his pocket, looking up at the sky. Was he the guy? Soon, he was standing in front of and gave a slight bow.
“Hello, Sian. I’m Kyun Park, the main vocalist from the popular group Cowboy. It’s nice to et you.”
“Oh. Hi,” I said back with a slight bow of my own. We both stared at each other. This jerk. He had the most feminist looking face I’ve ever seen. The kind you’d just want to punch. Anyways, judging by the look on his face, he seed to like . He kept scanning up and down with a pleased smile on his face.
“It’s really an honor to et you,” the asshole said, sticking out his hand. I shook it. He imdiately began to caress it.
“You have pretty hands.”
“We’re filming.”
“They’ll edit this out. Besides, I’m just holding it. I’m sure you’re happy that soone as good looking as is holding your hand.”
“Hmm…what should I do…”
“Don’t over think it. You can just follow my lead.”
I was simply wondering what I should do to make this guy suffer the most, but he took it the completely wrong way.
“I’d appreciate it if you let go of my hand.”
They say everyone deserves a chance. So, I decided to give him one as well. But on the inside, I admittedly prayed that he wouldn’t. That would give the excuse to punch him in the face. Unfortunately, he really did let go.
“Sure. You’re probably still nervous,” he said.
I inwardly pouted.
‘Darn! I lost my chance!’
Consider yourself lucky, you bastard.
“Should we go get sothing? Are you hungry?”
“You buying?”
“Of course I’m buying. I have way too much money. I need to spend it sowhere anyway. You can get as much food as you want.”
“Really?”
Rich people really do think differently. But just then, the writer ca and handed us a mission card with our quest on it. Kyun took it.
“Do we have to do this?” Kyun said, glancing at the card. He looked rather annoyed.
“Yes. It’s part of the show so...” the writer said, sounding quite hesitant. I couldn’t bla her for sounding scared. Kyun Park was a top celebrity, after all.
I plucked the card out of Kyun’s card and read it myself. It read:
[Pick out a wedding dress for Sian!]
I stared at the writer. All of a sudden, the writer began to tremble. I had unknowingly projected so of my murderous wrath onto her.
“Who cos up with this stuff?” I asked quietly. I didn’t bother to draw back my wrath.
“Uh…well…that…Ms. Yoo…”
“Ms. Yoo?”
I turned to stare at Ms. Yoo. She was chatting and laughing with the show producer, having no idea what she just did. Just then, Kyun spoke up.
“Fine. Let’s go pick out a dress. I’ll get you the prettiest one.”
“Shut up,” I snapped without thinking. Kyun drew back in shock.
I turned back to the writer.
“Aren’t we just pretending to date here?”
That’s the title of the show, isn’t it? ‘We Dated.’ So what’s with the wedding dress?
“Well, normally, that would be a yes. But then, we thought that it’d be more interesting if you two were an engaged couple…”
“What?”
This little…
“Oh, you didn’t know? We ntioned it to Mr. Park yesterday…”
“Yesterday?”
I swear, this man loves to test . How could the show concept change at the last minute?
Well, there was no point in crying over spilled milk…
“Hey, Sian,” Kyun said to .
“What?”
“You’re kind of scary when you talk.”
“Yeah.”
“I like it.”
“What?”
“No girl has ever dared to talk to that way.”
“What the hell?”
Was this guy asking to be killed?
“See. That attitude. And that spirit in your eyes! No girl has ever treated this way. It’s actually kind of cool!”
‘This guy is insane.’
Since I couldn’t criticize him out loud, I did it on the inside.
“Let’s go. I really like you, Sian! I’ll get the best dress there is!”
And with that, Kyun took my hand. The cara stayed on us the whole ti. I was sorely tempted to break the guy’s hand, but I resisted.
***
“Um…well…none of these are really…”
I was trying on dresses one by one. This was undoubtedly the worst day of my life.
“Wow, Ms. Sian, you’re so pretty,” the saleslady helping said.
Yeah, I an, even I have to say that I look pretty. But still…ugh. I would’ve loved to just rip these dresses off.
“Here. You need to put these heels on as well.”
“Sigh…”
I put on the heels. I do admit they did make look slimr and sexier.
“Wow. You look amazing. You fill it out so nicely.”
The saleslady looked at as though she’d never seen anything so beautiful before.
“Thank you.”
Hey, she complinted , so I should thank her. And you know, it felt kind of nice. The old would’ve been pissed to hear such a thing. Maybe I’ve llowed out…or maybe my soul was giving into the feminine side. The thought of that suddenly freaked out.
“Should we show the groom-to-be?” the saleslady said, looking excited.
“Groom-to-be?”
“The handso man waiting outside the dressing room.”
“....”
Ugh, what do I do? Dear Lord. What should I do? No, wait. God is the reason I’m in this ss! Oy! God! Co down here and fight !
Anyways, I pushed the curtain aside and stepped out of the dressing room towards Kyun. Kyun stared back at as a wide smile spread over his face. Guess I really was that beautiful.
“Wow…”
He slowly stood up and walked towards as if he’d been cast under a spell. Suddenly, he gave a hug.
‘Two strikes, you bastard.’
Just one more strike. Just one more and I’d let him have it. No holding back this ti.
“Wow, Sian, you look amazing,” Kyun said. Then, he gave another hug. Then…all of a sudden, he tilted his head and moved in to kiss .
***
Luckily, I managed to block his lips before they touched mine. So, he ended up kissing my hand. The staff mbers all gasped in shock at Kyun’s bold move.
“Sian, it’s no fun if you block . This is a perfect mont. If you reject , it will just ruin it,” Kyun said with a smile. He leaned in to try and kiss again. I pinched his lips hard in response.
“Ow!” the guy scread out in pain.
I leaned in and whispered, “Let’s take this to the bathroom.”
Kyun’s face lit up at that. He gave an eager nod while I asked the staff for a bathroom break.
I headed into the girls’ bathroom. Kyun followed, pretending to go to the n’s room before hurrying over to the girl’s bathroom. He imdiately pushed against the wall and moved in to kiss again. I reached up and gave his lips another pinch.
“Soone’s in a hurry.”
“Can you bla ? I doubt anyone could hold back after looking at you.”
And just then, this bastard reached up to grab my boobs, so I imdiately proceeded to slap his lips with my hand.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
“Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!”
Kyun stumbled backwards, trying to push my hands away. I stealthily avoided his hands while continuing to slap his mouth. I then reached down and grabbed his ankle, causing him to fall hard on his butt. I heard the distinct sound of his pants splitting as he went down. I approached him slowly, the high heels clicking on the bathroom tiles. The guy began to shout at , asking what my problem was. In reply, I gave him a straight kick to his head.
Pow!”
“Ah!”
He went down again as I began to step on him with my heels.
Stab! Stab! Stab! Stab!
No one was watching or listening. In other words, that ant that there was no one to stop as I stomped on him.
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