The True Feelings of a Tsundere Are Showing

22. Admiral Yi Dok

“…Isn’t that part of it?”

“····.”

At Seoah Han’s absurd question, I nodded quietly instead of answering.

If this is not intentional, then what?

If this isn’t intentional, that hyung’s head is a flower garden.

Come to think of it, all the rice cakes had already been sprinkled.

The same goes for naturally seducing us with service and guiding us to the couple’s table.

It’s also the case that I dared to tell you about events after the game that I could have told you before sitting in the couple’s seat.

Malignant woogyeolchung, said to be the most vicious of all vicious species.

Isn’t that probably the image of the president-hyung that Han Seo-ah feels?

‘······I haven’t seen this hyung like that.’

Of course, I didn’t disagree with that opinion either.

The lord who always says nonsense about whether you guys are still dating wasn’t even like this.

Even Eugene-noona, who changed our titles right away when we first met, wasn’t this bad either.

I never dreamed that the hyung I’d seen since I was young would do this.

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Han Seo-ah said in a lowered voice as if she was very dumbfounded.

“Somehow, it was strange from the moment I brought up the couple seats.”

“····.”

“It’s okay, Siwoo Lee. Don’t worry about it. If you’re conscious of things like this, we’ll lose.”

“······Is that so?”

That wasn’t exactly wrong.

As Seoah Han said, it was a problem that could be solved if we weren’t conscious of it.

If we don’t think about anything while drinking that very deliberate drink, nothing will happen.

“But, Seo Han.”

“Huh?”

“Can you be unconscious?”

“····.”

It was only a matter of whether we could really be unaware of it.

We were conscious even in similar situations.

We were treated as a couple at the cafe we found through search, so we hurriedly got up from our seats.

We were definitely like that.

Can you really not be conscious in a situation like this?

Knowing what I said, she snorted as if she wasn’t even laughing.

“Of course. What do you think I am conscious of?”

“····.”

“Do you think I’ll be conscious of you with just this? You should be misunderstood.”

[Too conscious. My heart is still beating so I think I’m going crazy.]

[Why does this keep happening these days? Is God helping me to date Siwoo?]

Sure. I’m curious too.

Isn’t someone watching from above at this level?

If you don’t do that, it makes no sense.

How could something like this happen if I went somewhere with him?

The god of the billionaires, the god of the billionaires.

Although I’m not sure which of the two gods is looking at us.

“Anyway. I don’t care about you at all, so don’t get me wrong.”

[I always care about you. Siuya.]

I thought that if God is really watching, it would be nice if he would take care of such thoughts and make them invisible.

Not good for the heart.

That’s not a little bit bad, it’s a lot bad.

***

“Can you hold that?”

“Uh. So, some buffs.”

“I already gave it to you.”

After that, as Han Seo-ah said, we continued playing the game without being conscious of drinks as much as possible.

Of course, it wasn’t that there were no accidents.

The moment you think you’re thirsty is similar.

For example, when you naturally turn your head to drink, your eyes meet correctly.

Something that would only happen in a love comedy genre kept happening to us.

“······Drink first.”

“······ Huh? Huh.”

But, whenever that happened, the atmosphere just got a little awkward.

A small thing like that couldn’t go beyond the mindset Han Seo-ah and I had towards the game.

“If I get a skill, can you use purification?”

“The cooldown just went through.”

“Do you trust me?”

“Trust me.”

Conversations that would have given listeners sweetness had it not been for the game.

Usually we don’t trust each other even if we die.

Once the game started, strangely, they didn’t doubt each other more than anyone else.

“Do you activate your ultimate now?”

“Oh, I have all my skills.”

– Electric Shock!

– I am the ultimate magic!

And then, that faith slowly blossomed and bore fruit.

“You carried it again.”

“······Recognized.”

As before, a blue screen announcing victory greeted us this time as well.

Han Seo-ah stretched her as if she was bored.

“Ugh, this edition was kind of boring.”

“Well, compared to the previous game, our team did better.”

Unlike the previous team, who couldn’t be seen even after washing their eyes, this game was a game in which all of our teams played more than one person.

Was this possible in this disease game?

Then what are the beasts I have met so far?

I was immersed in such serious contemplation for a while, when I heard the sound of someone approaching from the back of my head.

“What, did you win this game too?”

“Brother?”

Of course, his identity was the boss type.

The president-hyung was making a strange expression as if he was very surprised.

“Oh, it seems like yesterday when you guys came every day, lost every day, and fought every day.”

“····.”

Is it because of my mood?

I think the word every day was used three times in that one sentence.

“Was that enough for me and him?”

“Of course. We fought like that, but it was amazing to see them come together again the next day.”

Hmm, if you think about it, maybe it was like that.

Because we were more serious about games than anyone else when we were at Internet cafes.

Maybe we fought the most during that time.

The president-hyung’s expression suddenly changed to one reminiscent of past memories.

“That was the most dizzying time. When Siwoo cried out in shock.”

“······Me?”

Me?

I said I made Seoah Han cry?

No matter how much I think about it, none of those memories remain…

“Was it a promotion match for Seo-ah? Anyway, it was a really important match, but when Si-woo lost because you couldn’t do it.”

“······Ah, then.”

Even Han Seo-ah was nodding her head at the words of the president, as if her memories were emerging.

So, is that real?

Have you ever made Seoah Han cry because I couldn’t play?

I can’t do that.

In the middle of denying reality, Hanseo Ah opened her mouth as if she didn’t know that.

“Siwoo Lee, don’t you remember? Was it when we were in middle school? I was in a promotion match, and you suddenly said you didn’t want to support me, so I went somewhere else and was ruined.”

“······· Ah.”

Listening to such a detailed explanation, it felt like a mysterious memory was coming up.

As Han Seo-ah said, she always went to the support spot, but she insisted on going to another position because she wanted to rebel.

The result is, of course, destruction.

Han Seo-ah’s promotion match, which was 2 wins and 2 losses, was such a failure.

“Yes. At that time, Seo-ah cried sincerely, and her brother was also embarrassed.”

“······ At that time, she was really unfair.”

“That’s why Siwoo was properly embarrassed at that time, probably.”

What the boss said was right.

I was still confident that I would be taken aback if Han Seo-ah suddenly burst into tears.

I don’t know why, but it was hard for me to see the woman’s tears.

It wasn’t even a trauma.

I was just one of those Korean college students who grew up normally.

It’s just that it’s hard to see the tears.

“I’ve never seen Siwoo so embarrassed.”

“····.”

“Lee hyung misses Siwoo back then, when he was really restless and only looked at Seo-ah.”

No, I don’t really miss it.

Just listening to the explanation draws a terrible future.

Suddenly, I turned her head slightly, wondering how Hanseo-ah would take those words.

“····.”

“····.”

Then our eyes met properly.

What is it?

Why is he looking here all of a sudden?

As I was thinking of what she would say out of embarrassment, a blunt voice came out of Han Seo Ah first.

“Suddenly look at something!”

“No, did you just look at me? You were looking at me too…”

“Don’t talk back! Is there a way for a support to talk back to the dealer?”

“····.”

Suddenly, it felt like my pride inside me was cracking open.

Yes, this is the support.

All the spotlight is on the original dealer.

What was even more absurd was Han Seo-ah’s inner thoughts, which began to look like her ghost.

[Couldn’t Siwoo have noticed?]

[Wait a minute, but I also thought that Siwoo from the past, who couldn’t move on me, was better..]

What the hell is that?

Hanseo knows the fact that she wants to restrain me.

And, that was the premise from the beginning.

I’m not stuck on ‘Hanseo-ah’.

I was stuck at ‘Hanseo-ah’s Tears’.

When I was young, I used to say everything I had to say to Han Seo-ah.

“······Yes, what.”

“······· Huh?”

“If you’ve been thinking of the support that way up until now, then I’m right to follow you.”

“····.”

Just like now.

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She hardened her face as if she knew what she was talking about.

“Suddenly talking nonsense again…”

“No, I’m an inferior support. You should listen to the dealer.”

“······Couldn’t you be mad at me for saying that?”

“No? You’re not upset?”

Actually, I was pissed off.

I can tolerate cursing at myself, but I can’t stand cursing at my position as a supporter.

It’s very childish, but it was the best way to educate that cocky friend.

Did you say Admiral Yi Dok?

For the original purpose of reconciliation with Han Seo-ah, I willingly decided to become a childish person.

It was never because my pride was scratched.

“······Pushup.”

By the way, the boss hyung seemed unable to hold back his laughter. He was already covering her mouth with both hands as far as he could.