The Tough Guy Hides the Villainess

017 – Parties are only fun for extroverts #6

017 – Parties are only fun for extroverts #6

“Hey, Baek Yeoul. What face do you have to come back here? After causing such a ruckus last time. If you have a mouth, say something. Shouldn’t a person apologize when they’ve done something wrong?”

“……”

Baek Yeoul clammed up like a threatened shell.

As the atmosphere grew increasingly tense, Changsik explained to me in a very, very small voice.

“She’s a graduate. Jeon Somi, a current explorer who graduated from Yeongsa High last year. She’s also active as a celebrity, I didn’t expect to meet her here.”

Even if I didn’t know well, it seemed the person urging Baek Yeoul to apologize was a famous woman.

If she’s a graduate, isn’t she an adult? I didn’t know adults could attend this party.

“…I did nothing wrong.”

“What?”

At Bangdaengi’s small voice, the beauty’s expression crumpled. Her features were so sharp that her expression changed drastically.

“…I…I did nothing wrong!”

“What is she saying? Wow, did you all hear what she just said?”

The model girl looked around, laughing as if she couldn’t believe it.

Bangdaengi’s face turned as red as if it would explode, and seeing the murmuring around us grow, it seemed the situation was getting worse.

On such a joyful day, Bangdaengi was drawing all the attention!

This is the worst!

I’m supposed to be the star of today’s party!

I didn’t want to use this method, but…

“Yujeong, sit down for now. We’re not here to see Baek Yeoul’s apology today, but to present everyone with the wedding invitation of me and Seo Gaeul. I made this myself.”

While waiting for Baek Yeoul in front of the school, I handed the wedding invitation I drew on A4 paper to model Kim Yujeong. She was greatly impressed as she received it.

“Huh? Who’s getting married? Wedding invitation? And I’m not Yujeong, I’m Jeon Somi… No, is this real? This invitation─.”

Why does she keep asking if it’s real? Is there something she doesn’t like about my invitation?

Ah! There was something missing. Oh dear. I lacked sense.

I took out a pen and drew my signature and the Chanel luxury mark on the invitation.

“Ta-da, it’s done. It’s become a luxury item you all love. Right? You can’t buy something like this even if you want to.”

“Wow…”

The model girl with her mouth gape.

Baek Yeoul, who had been tense as if ready to pounce on everyone like an angry raccoon, was busy blinking with her eyes wide open.

It was at that moment when I successfully drew everyone’s attention to me.

Creak-.

Someone ground their teeth loudly, slammed the table, and stood up.

“Ah, damn it, I really can’t listen to this.”

It was the male student who had been sitting next to Wang Ja-hyun since the special class earlier.

What’s his name?

His sharp features made him look like a mantis.

He had a similar thug vibe to Geum Tae-sung, but while Tae-sung was slightly intimidatingly handsome, this guy just had a sly face.

I have a knack for physiognomy, you know.

Anyway, the sneaky mantis-like guy came up to me and shoved his face close to mine as if he was about to kiss me.

“Hey, who are you?”

“We’ve been in the same class, and you still don’t know my name? I’m Han Nam-jin.”

“Wow… this guy is unbelievable.”

“Hey, Ma-jun, stop it. Stop.”

“Hold it in. Hold it in.”

Several male students grabbed the hands and shoulders of the guy called Ma-jun.

But Ma-jun, losing his sanity due to the shame of not remembering my name, shook off the restraining hands and raged.

“Hey, let go. Let go of me. Hey, do you think you’re something? Stop showing off. If you’re a beggar wearing fakes, know your place. Don’t you know you’re being a nuisance to “Everyone?”

“Why is me marrying Seo Ga-eul a nuisance to everyone? The nuisance is you, making the party atmosphere hostile by suddenly swearing. Do you think I’ll be scared if you act tough while swearing?”

Swoosh-.

I grabbed the crotch of the male student who had come close to me with my hand.

Something thinner than I expected fit into my palm, and the expression of the guy called Ma-jun was instantly filled with a chilling tension.

“Hey, hey, hey! aaah! Ugh!”

As I tightened my grip, Samajun broke out in a cold sweat and struggled. The bravado he had when he was cursing and threatening me was gone, and his voice was pure soprano.

“You, you, do you know who I am! If you touch me, the Je, the Jeong Group won’t stand still! My dad is the executive director of the Jeong Group!”

“Do I need to know that? Hey, I’ll give you 5 seconds to apologize to me and to the invitation I made. If you don’t, you’ll become a woman from today. Got it?”

“Ugh…!”

“3. 2─.”

“You crazy b*stard! You said 5 seconds! Alright! I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I was wrong! I was just pretending to be tough! I was wrong! Hanamjin! I’ll apologize!”

The apology didn’t sit well with me.

I seriously considered crushing him right then and there, but I decided to forgive him just this once.

Because I saw Seogaeul coming towards us from afar, holding a drink in a glass bottle.

I couldn’t show my love, Seogaeul, the scene of me holding a man’s privates.

She might misunderstand me as gay.

Swoosh-.

As soon as I released my grip, Samajun lost his balance and fell to the floor. It was quite funny to see him checking his groin in a state of exhaustion.

“Huh? What’s going on?”

Seogaeul returned to the VIP room.

As she smiled and looked around, Wang Jaehyun, who had been silent until now, smiled faintly.

“Nothing happened.”

As if Wang Jaehyun’s words were a signal, Samajun, who had been making a fuss, and the model girl who had been shouting at Baek Yeoul to apologize, also fell silent.

What a bunch of boring people.

“Oh, what’s this?”

Seogaeul noticed the invitation that had fallen on the floor, bent down, and picked up the paper.

The invitation I had made with care.

I was eagerly anticipating Seogaeul’s reaction, my love, my goddess.

Did Samajun feel the same way when he was caught in a weak spot?

“Pfft, this is funny.

Indeed, the smile of a beauty is something extraordinary.

# # #

Despite the chaos that had just occurred, the party continued as if nothing had happened. Everyone sat in small groups, chatting away, but I felt a growing sense of uneasiness.

My friend, my prized stock Choi Chang-sik, was blending in well with the youngsters draped in luxury brands.

“You can make candy?”

“Can you change the flavor too?”

“Y-yes, that’s right.”

“What about those shoes? They’re the same brand as that guy’s earlier, right?”

“You must be quite a unique person too, like that guy Hanam-jin from earlier.”

Thanks to the luxury shoes I had drawn for him, Chang-sik seemed to be earning points with those around him.

However, Chang-sik seemed a bit embarrassed, fidgeting awkwardly, while a few female students handed him something.

“Hey, I have these extra slippers. Do you want to wear them? You can have them.”

“Huh, aren’t these Hermes slippers!”

Chang-sik glanced around nervously before taking off his original shoes and putting on the expensive-looking slippers. That fact infuriated me.

Everyone had started to recognize Chang-sik’s greatness and began offering him bribes. The ability to create unlimited candy, isn’t that the best?

Some people really have an eye for talent.

Clang-.

At that moment, someone dropped a cup, shattering it.

It was the model girl who had been acting like a chihuahua earlier.

“Ah, another cup broke. How many times has it been now? It’s really unlucky when someone’s around.”

“Yeah, earlier my stockings suddenly tore, it was so embarrassing. Totally unlucky.”

“Honestly, if you have any sense, you shouldn’t come to a crowded place like this. You can’t even control your ability properly, it’s a complete nuisance.”

The sharp words were like thorns.

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Those thorny words were aimed directly at someone quietly sitting in the corner, and the target, Baek Yeoul, couldn’t say a word in response, just trembling.

I was quick-witted.

I knew well that Baek Yeoul and everyone in this VIP room had a past connection that had somehow gone awry.

But I didn’t like the way they were expressing their dissatisfaction like girls, beating around the bush.

Let me show them how it’s done.

“Cut it out. If you have something to say, just say it outright. I thought about putting you on my list of potential girlfriends because you’re pretty, but I guess not. Your heart is ugly.”

“Huh? What?”

The model girl, seemingly provoked by my words, sprang up from her seat.

Her face was flushed red, perhaps from drinking alone, and she frowned made her look even more unattractive.

“Who are you to call me ugly! Take that back, you!”

“Take it back.”

“…What?”

The model girl was at a loss for words, as if she had stepped in dog poop.

Then, unable to contain her anger, she reached out and slapped me across the cheek.

Smack-!

The loud sound drew everyone’s attention to me.

For a moment, my vision flashed, and it felt like being spiked by a volleyball player. It was more shocking than painful.

But my response was swift as lightning.

Smack, smack-!

I slapped the model girl back and forth across her cheeks.

“Ahhh!”

“Do you know the saying, ‘A kind word goes a long way’? I always return what I receive twofold. I don’t go easy just because you’re a woman.”

The model girl, not expecting to be hit back, staggered and slipped on the drinks that had spilled on the floor, flailing about.

“Oh, oh no!”

She slipped around in her high heels on the drinks, looking like she was performing a strange dance. It was funny, like watching a newborn fawn stumble.

“Ahhh!”

Finally, the model girl fell with a thud.

Her legs spread wide, revealing her underwear.

Black. With lace.

“

“It’s sad that you cling to and feel proud of something that will eventually burn and disappear. Luxury goods? Money? None of that matters. What really matters is this. This.”

Swoosh-.

A soda bottle cap.

As I lifted it in my hand, everyone’s eyes were drawn to it.

“This is the real treasure.”

No joke, bottle caps would soon be worth more than gold.

The reason is hilariously absurd─, but I’ll explain that later. For now, let’s gather some bottle caps in advance.

With that thought, I roamed the party venue and managed to collect over 100 bottle caps!

Best party ever!

Now that I’ve gathered everything I need, should I get going?

“I expected a party, but this is really boring. I’d rather go home and rewatch Game of Thrones. Guys, I’m leaving. You can stay and have fun if you want.”

“Y-you’re leaving?”

Choi Chang-sik, who had been trembling like a nervous wreck, was greatly flustered.

He seemed to want to stay longer.

“Chang-sik, are you leaving too? Just stay a bit longer.”

“Yeah, let’s talk more about making candy.”

Chang-sik looked back and forth between me and the girls.

After a moment of hesitation, he took off his luxury slippers and put on the sneakers I had personally drawn a logo on.

“I… I should get going too. It’s getting late….”

“I want to leave too.”

Baek Yeoul also stood up.

We left the VIP room and headed for the elevator. Just as we were about to leave the building, Seo Ga-eul spoke to us in a gentle voice.

“Leaving already? Why? It’s just getting fun. Stay a bit longer.”

It was an angelic question.

Hearing something like that would make even a man with a heart as cold as a millennium-old glacier fall in love.

But no, it wasn’t right.

“Seo Ga-eul, do you think I’m an idiot?”