TYW Ch 3

“It’s mint chocolate latte. You’re a strange person, you know.”

The man seemed to be deliberately joking. He smiled wryly again. His smile was similar to the smile of a grandfather joking with his grandmother in Seattle, which made her a little confused. So, not knowing what to say, she just kept her mouth shut.

A staff member brought the martini and on the rocks.

“Drink up, the martini with olives.”

The man spoke again in a teasing tone. Whether it was ignored or not, Rieul was used to the man’s teasing and mocking attitude.

“So, what else do you like?”

“I don’t know, I live without having time to like anything.”

“What position do you like during sex?” The man’s words surprised Rieul and made her open her eyes wide.

The man looked serious.

Rieul swallowed and almost choked. The man frowned. “Is that surprising?”

“Ah, no, it’s not like that.”

“What do you like?”

“Um, I mean, like the romantic feeling of having sex on the beach at sunset.”

The man frowned and tilted his head.

“Don’t you like that kind of thing?”

The man gave her a doubtful look, then smiled with half-open eyes. “Really, you want to do it on the beach?”

“Well, it’s romantic, isn’t it?”

“But the beach has a lot of sand, it could be painful.”

Rieul was shocked and her face turned red.

“How do you like to be treated?”

“Um, I mean… I mean, there’s nothing I hate—”

“Oh, is that so?”

“Um, how about Woogeon?”

“I like it when you suck. All the way down the throat.”

The man’s gaze, which seemed to be observing closely, was sharp and direct, as if he wanted to pierce through Rieul. Rieul opened her eyes wide and her ears turned red.

‘What?’

“I like doing it from behind like a dog. I also like it when the woman is on top. That position allows women to feel more.”

Rieul bit her lower lip. She gulped down her drink like water, taking one sip after another. The man was acting very mischievous, whether intentionally or not.

‘Damn it.’

***

An 80-year-old man might look sweet, but the way she always said “Michael, Michael” in every sentence annoyed him. When he prepared the Cosmo Politan that the woman wanted to drink, this is what happened. So, if we go back to the story 30 minutes ago, here’s how it went:

“Woogeon, can I have a glass of cocktail?”

The woman’s eyes were already a little blurry. Her face was flushed. Woogeon cleared his throat.

“You seem a little drunk, come back another time for a drink.”

The woman pouted and curled her lips.

“I’m not drunk.”

“Cosmo Politan—”

The woman mumbled “Cosmo Politan” and Woogeon stared at her for a long time.

“Sometimes I drink it in cheap pubs. On a good day.”

The woman smiled lazily.

“After meeting Michael, I even drank it in expensive hotels. Michael was always sweet, I like him. He’s really like a grandfather.”

“An 80-year-old man is indeed like a grandfather. In that case, should I be called uncle? Here, prepare a Cosmo Politan.”

The woman looked happy as soon as the ready Cosmo Politan was in front of her.

“Wow, a sexy color. Like the color of an eye-catching woman.”

The woman gulped down the Cosmo Politan garnished with pink grapefruit. A question suddenly arose, how much could she drink? In his mind, the woman seemed drunk, her cheeks flushed and her eyes starting to blur, she kept laughing awkwardly and then making a pout, like a drunk person.

This is troublesome.

“Do you know?” The woman looked down at the table while holding her glass, smiling shyly and biting a melon.

“What is it?”

“Woogeon, you’re a mischievous person.”

“So I’m a bad person?”

The woman burst out laughing. Her laughter became freer.

“Yes, a bad man.”

“Have I ever been bad to Rieul?”

“Yes, you have.”

“Really? What?”

“You kept asking about sex earlier, asking about favorite positions.”

“That’s mischievous?”

“Why did you ask that?”

“Because I want to know the positions that can be satisfying. For me, sleeping is about satisfying a woman, so I asked. Are you uncomfortable?”

The woman’s face turned crimson. From her nape to her ears. Clearly, that wasn’t the face of a woman who had had sex a hundred times. Woogeon asked for water to be prepared.

“Drink some water—”

‘If I let her go home like this, she’ll definitely die.’

“Really, Woogeon, is it polite to talk like that to a woman?”

“Yes, I’m not very polite.”

The woman puffed out her lips.

“You’re not—”

“It’s not like that—”

“Like what?”

The woman suddenly glared at him.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“I—”

“I’ve never done it.”

Woogeon frowned.

“What do you mean? Sex?”

“Ah, please don’t keep saying that! There are other words like relationship, or intimacy!

Why does it always have to be—”

The woman was angry and closed her lips tightly. Woogeon frowned seriously.

“In that case, have you ever kissed?”

“How far have you kissed?”

“Ah, never—”

Woogeon bit his lower lip. The slightly evaporated alcohol effect instantly disappeared.

“Have you ever met a man?”

The woman shook her head like a scolded child.

‘I’m really confused.’

Woogeon leaned his upper body back in his chair and looked up at the high ceiling, straightening his head. He sighed, unable to hear the woman who wasn’t really asking in front of him.

“How, impossible. This is very difficult.”

“Is it really that difficult?”

“This isn’t good for me. It’s not too late, so ask your grandfather to find someone else. I don’t like this, so not this.”

“Don’t you like it because I have no experience?”

The woman’s face was sharp.

“Yes, I feel burdened, and I hate it. Teaching it, so it’s very difficult to have sex while calming a woman who is in pain from a large, clueless genital.”

The woman’s face hurt her pride.

“In that case, let’s do it right now. Let’s do it,” the woman said, standing up from her seat.

Woogeon felt troubled and rubbed his forehead with his finger.

***

“This is really amazing.”

“What did you say?”

“You’ve never met a man, never had skinship, but you’re asking to sleep with me, what do you mean?”

“You said you’re not polite.”

“I’m not trash.”

The woman looked at Woogeon with a confused face.

“After getting drunk, I don’t have a hobby of sleeping with inexperienced women—”

The woman looked very confused, almost crying.

“Let’s go. I’ll take you home—”

Woogeon felt the atmosphere was really messed up. The woman didn’t seem tense.

While heading to their destination by taxi, less than 10 minutes later, the woman started to get sleepy and soon fell asleep snoring. Woogeon, who didn’t feel drunk, suddenly felt a throbbing headache.

‘I really feel like running away as far as possible.’

The car passed through the iron gate, and a guard came to open the back door. Woogeon gave money to the taxi driver and told the guard to leave. He didn’t like having to carry the woman, and also didn’t want to face the gaze of adults who knew he had gotten the woman drunk.

Woogeon called the guard again and asked the woman to be carried. He wrapped his jacket around the woman’s back.

***

Rieul woke up complaining of a headache. It was morning. She paused for a moment, then automatically went to the bathroom, brushed her teeth, washed her face, and as she was applying cream, suddenly remembered last night’s incident.

“Have you ever met a man?” The man’s unpleasant expression clearly appeared in her memory.

Rieul, who was looking in the mirror with moisturizer on her face, became gloomy, as if she was about to cry.

“Really amazing.”

Rieul went back to her room and looked for her phone. On her phone, there were no messages or contacts from Lee Woogeon.

‘Does he really hate me? Because I’m inexperienced and have never met a man, does that make him feel burdened?’

‘Yeon Rieul, you should have pretended! Why did you blab so much?’

A little regretful for being honest with a man who was very skilled at everything. Then, how would the adults look at her?

***

Nervously, Rieul dressed as neatly as possible and went down to the first floor. When she reached the living room, there was no one, and the atmosphere was quiet. The housekeeper saw Rieul and greeted her, and Rieul returned the greeting.

“Madam said, if you’re awake, you’re told to see her,” said the housekeeper.

“Yes, where is she?” Rieul asked.

“She’s currently in the master bedroom with Chairman.”

“I’ll go there.”

The neat housekeeper nodded, and Rieul immediately hurried towards the master bedroom. Rieul felt so nervous that her heart was pounding. When she knocked on the bedroom door, there was a voice telling her to come in.

Rieul carefully opened the door and saw her grandfather sitting in a wheelchair, and the man’s mother sitting in a chair in front of him.

“Rieul.”

His mother stood up and greeted her, while her grandfather was drinking tea.

“Are you awake?”

Grandpa said, and Rieul felt more relaxed and smiled.

“How did you sleep?”

“You weren’t drunk, were you?”

Grandpa asked, and Rieul’s face turned red.

“Yes, I’m sorry about yesterday.”

“Ah, Rieul, no need to apologize. When we were young, we drank with our lovers, right? Those moments are the most memorable, aren’t they?”

His mother said, and grandpa laughed heartily.

“Thank you.”

“It’s a good time.”

Grandpa said casually and waved towards the sofa. Rieul approached and sat on the sofa slowly.

“Oh yeah, Rieul—”

“Woogeon suddenly went to Europe for work. He’ll be back Monday morning.”

“Although a weekend dinner will be difficult, the wedding is scheduled for next Saturday.”

“Already?”

“Already what? Do you want to wait until Grandpa dies before getting married?”

“Of course not, it should be soon, right?” Rieul smiled awkwardly.

“Rieul, the engagement ring will arrive this afternoon. Did you know that?” His mother said, and Rieul replied, “Yes.”

His mother left the bedroom to prepare to welcome the jewelry buyers.

“Rieul, is there something on your mind?” Grandpa asked, and Rieul just smiled.

“What am I thinking? I’m just worried if I’ll be a burden to Lee Woogeon.”

“Burden? Why worry about that? Besides, even if you are a burden, what’s wrong with that? That kid has had it too easy in his life. Life should have difficulties and challenges. That’s what makes it valuable.”

Rieul was confused by her grandfather’s thinking, but on the other hand, she felt a little relieved to see her grandfather healthy and fit again after returning home.

***

“Have you ever played a game? It is said that the lower the input lag, the more realistic the gaming experience can be enjoyed.”

“Yes, that’s right. Therefore, Korean-made OLED TVs are applying for the industry’s first gaming TV performance certification from a German institution.”

“In addition, we are also targeting to win the innovation award in the gaming sector for the fifth consecutive time at CES (Consumer Electronics Show) Las Vegas next year.”

“Good. Let’s continue this spirit and work hard for next year’s CES.”

The meeting led by Woogeon was receiving successful reports from each European branch office.

“In Europe, we are experiencing a rapid surge in sales thanks to product differentiation elements that meet different future standards, as well as collaboration with major distributors. In addition, due to trust in the Korean electronics brand, we are receiving excellent customer reception. In addition, UHD TVs also set a record by achieving a market share of 37.9% in the two months after their launch in Europe.”

“This flow is very good. We will take a break from aggressive breakthroughs, and will maintain this atmosphere. One more thing, let’s increase the technology value so that we can implement flip touchscreen technology on public kiosks and laptops early next year. Thank you for all the efforts that have been made. Our meeting is over.”

Korean electronics’ technological capabilities, which are far superior to American electronics products, are making Korea’s market share in Europe almost monopolistic.

Lately, China briefly dominated the European video display market by distributing cheap smartphones, but Korea Electronics managed to regain its leading position thanks to superior technology and aggressive marketing.

This aggressive marketing was greatly aided by the reckless breakthroughs made by Vice Director Lee Woogeon.

“Lee Woogeon is a very mischievous person.”

Woogeon frowned and looked at the city of Milan with its towering skyscrapers. He remembered the woman laughing loudly. He reclined in his chair and crossed his legs.

“She said she’s never done it.”

This is crazy. ‘I’m going crazy.’

Woogeon closed his eyes with his eyebrows furrowed in annoyance. As he grew up, he couldn’t help but know that his genitals were large, and he couldn’t help but know that he was different when he became an adult.

When he had just become an adult, he no longer pretended to hide it and it was okay if he had sex confidently legally, so it was a fun time to meet women and go to bed.

At that time, women were also young, but of course Woogeon was also young. Women were sometimes surprised to see his large genitals and liked having sex with him, but couldn’t overcome the overflowing sexual desire, so they wanted to avoid contact or date properly.

Because such incidents were repeated, no matter how beautiful and good a woman was, there was no reason to admit to an annoying encounter.

Now, it’s difficult to live with a woman who doesn’t know what she likes, what she enjoys, and whether she’s interested in sex. It’s a rather difficult problem because people’s tastes are different, especially thoughts about sex are different.

Once or twice to calm down and adjust the mood. Once again, the pain in his temples came along with the breath coming from his diaphragm.

Woogeon looked at the phone placed on the corner of the table. There were calls and messages from his grandfather. And his mother. It was a message about Yeon Rieul. Woogeon opened the phone screen and found the keypad. He pressed the international code 82 and 10 and pressed 8 digits. There was a beep.

“Prepare the car. We’re going to the designer store.”

Woogeon put down his phone and looked down again at the city.

“If we’re rich, we can drink mint chocolate latte like this every day, right?”

“If I can drink this mint chocolate latte every day, that’s enough. Nothing else is needed.”

Woogeon twirled his phone in his hand while taking a deep breath.

***