The Engagement Was Broken Off at the Wedding Hall

33 – 2-18. Company S’s rivals don’t want to sleep.

“Ugh───!”

Exhilarating pain felt as soon as you open your eyes.

This feeling is familiar, but I never want to get used to it, my brain is twisted like a dry rag──

“──uuup!!!”

Needless to say, a hangover.

I ran straight to the bathroom and opened the door.

─Snap! Shhh!

“…..Oof?”

As soon as I opened the bathroom door, the hot heat passed through my body.

A warm and humid fog passed by, and soon a hidden person appeared behind it…

─Sssss!

“Huh…?”

“Ah.”

Mites. I am an elephant.

I’m taking a shower right now!

…Rani.

“Hentai?”

“Ah, sir—your feet really!”

Why is this bastard shaving his cock here?

At that moment, it felt like the vomiting that was about to come out went right in.

“What kind of situation is this?”

I closed the bathroom door and came out.

The -Ko- I ran into earlier is saying elephant greetings in my head.

‘Oh please.’

Why can’t I memorize the things I’m normally told to memorize? I’ve only seen that bastard for a few seconds, but I’m sitting there giving estimates of everything from size to texture.

It was that shocking, and the reproduction was not at a level that could be overlooked.

There was nothing wrong with my body becoming younger, but there was one drawback today.

Disadvantages arising from regression.

“It’s going to turn.”

I clearly remember the male cub -Ko-.

This time, it felt different than before, I felt nauseous.

I leaned my back against the wall and calmed my stomach for about 5 minutes.

“Phew….Now you use it.”

“Don’t use it, you bastard.”

The words do not come out smoothly.

Anyway, what is it? This is obviously my house, but why is this bastard in my house?

Even going so far as to arbitrarily go into the bathroom and take a shower.

Situations that I really don’t understand from beginning to end.

“Really? Don’t do that. Oh, I just made some soup. Do you want to eat?”

“……Ugh──!”

I was about to say, “I hate you, you bastard,” But then stopped.

I’m hungry. Stomach pain. I feel tired and my head spins.

‘How much did you drink yesterday…’

I got up from the floor and sat down on a chair.

Kyungsoo seemed to be familiar with this situation, so he naturally scooped up the soup and placed it in front of me.

“I didn’t prepare anything, but I ate a lot.”

“….Sigh.”

It’s scary.

At this point, there are no other horror movies.

Despite the fact that he was clearly an incompetent environmental prisoner, the smile on his face and his actions had changed enough to make him feel uncomfortable.

It feels as if the person itself has changed.

‘…..Ah.’

If you think about it, it’s true that things have changed, right?

Jiyeon Kim It is said that she regressed after living with that b*tch by her side.

Then, even if she doesn’t want to change, she will change.

“…Haaa.”

A sigh that comes out naturally.

Jiyeon Kim Is it because of that b*tch, or is it because of the number of circumstances in front of her eyes?

“Itadaki Masu!”

Kyungsoo also picked up his chopsticks.

A breakfast with literally nothing special to prepare.

It was just soybean paste soup with tofu and side dishes that were stuck in the refrigerator.

“Um…Uma. Umaine Kore.”

“…………”

“Oh, sorry. This is delicious.”

“Just shut up.”

I just can’t come to my senses.

If this continues, I think I will eat lunch outside.

I also picked up my chopsticks and pushed the rice into my mouth.

‘…But it still tastes good.’

What is it?

Has this also been learned through regression?

After all, Pong Pong Nam’s basic passive is the skill of preparing a meal by himself?

Is it because he also became a professional pong pong man?

If that were the case, I would feel a little sad. So, before you start feeling sad, you should drink soybean paste soup.

“Phew…..”

Oh my gosh.

I did it and I laughed.

When I look at things like this, I feel like I’m not in my right mind yet.

When I took a sip of the soybean paste soup with floating tofu, I felt as if my head was melting away.

“Huh…!”

Mr. Geo, you can do business with soybean paste soup.

Just one shot without hesitation.

“Okawari?”

“………….”

I’m tired of tagging now.

When I handed him a bowl of miso soup, he gave me a ladleful.

“Uhm…..”

The meal started again.

I feel strangely full, and I also feel sick.

The gurgling and all kinds of noises didn’t seem normal–Woof…!

“Ugh….Kuuup!!!”

This is an accident.

I just got up and went straight to the bathroom.

“Queeek!!!!”

I flushed the entire soybean paste soup I ate earlier into the toilet.

“Ugh…Huup, keup, keeek…!!”

Die.

This is going to die.

It felt like the mouth hole became an asshole instead of a mouth hole.

I even felt a burning sensation in my throat and a bitter feeling as if something had been peeled off. This is not a metaphor; I wonder if it really has become an anus.

“Ugh….Keuuu…

I visually confirmed what I had with my drink yesterday.

When I pulled the lever and lowered it as if it was half-collapsed, the toilet became clean again.

“….Ugh!…Ugh….”

After spitting out a few more times, I was finally able to return to my seat.

And….

“Um….Daijoubu?”

“…Are you drinking again?”

Kyungsoo This bastard is detoxing from alcohol.

No, I heard that there is such a person.

A crazy person who wants to cure a hangover with a hangover drink.

But I had no idea that Kyungsoo was such a bastard…

“You’re so gross too. Have you been drinking since morning?”

“….Morning?”

Wiggle your eyes and look around.

I look around blankly.

“Aha…..”

I close and open my eyes several times.

He spoke with a bright smile as if he had finally realized that it was morning.

“It’s okay…I. There was a time when I didn’t sleep for about 2 weeks and didn’t move──Keuuu…

“Is this really okay?”

The child’s condition is strange.

Rather than just being drunk and being weird, I started to notice the kid himself more and more.

I lost focus just because I woke up early in the morning.

A glass of alcohol that you continue to drink even though your hands are shaking.

Now that I look at it, I see that even under my eyes my complexion is dark and dead…

“…I can’t believe it, but you didn’t sleep and drank until now, right?”

“………….”

Take a drink.

“Answer.”

“…Please take a look.”

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“No….”

I’m not going to look at it and say anything about it.

I didn’t have a hangover and looked fine, but that wasn’t because I was really fine.

I just kept drinking and not sleeping. Even after I stretched out, he kept drinking, holding on, drinking, drinking.

This way there can be no hangover.

You will feel a hangover only when you sober up, but if you keep drinking, will you ever feel a hangover?

I couldn’t bear to look at him any longer, so I tried to force him out of his seat, but Kyungsoo twisted his entire body and pushed me away.

“It’s a bit…Sigh…!”

“No matter what, you’ll die if you do that!”

“Give it to me already!”

“If you’re going to rummage, go into the Han River instead of my house!”

“If you don’t tell me, I’ll fall for you, so leave me alone!”

“No…Ah, is he really crazy?”

A baby that clinks loudly and drinks from the bottle.

Yes. If you drink it and drink it, that’s your luck.

“Yeah… This is how my best friend Hyeonseong is…”

“…I really don’t know.”

When I let go of his hand and told him to do whatever he wanted, he smiled and touched his cheek to the bottle.

‘Could it be that I was like that too?’

A thought suddenly occurred to me.

Would I have gone crazy like that during my regression?

I recalled the days a while ago and forced my drunken head to turn.

Reminiscing about the past so slowly──what?

‘….You’re not in a position to talk to others, are you?’

I think I was like that too.

Even if I try to stop him here, he ends up being the dog with the bran on it and the dog with the poop on it.

I didn’t care anymore and sat down on the chair across from me and picked up the spoon.

“…………”

“…………..”

Silence that came in an instant.

Perhaps because he relaxed once, Kyungsoo began to nod off.

“Huh?! Eup….Huh…”

I stumble and hit my head against the wall.

I turned my head around, picked my palms with my nails to try to wake up, and fell asleep.

At first there were only light marks, but now the skin is slowly peeling off and even bleeding.

“If you’re going to search, go out and search.”

“Gomennasai….”

After I tried to stop him verbally, he didn’t resist much this time.

“…Hyunseong.”

“Why?”

“I…Don’t want to sleep….”

“…………..”

Disgusting tone of voice.

But it was also understandable.

‘What can I do?’

It will only get better with time.

Also, wounds inflicted by a woman can only be healed by the same woman.

At least there was nothing I could do for Kyungsoo now….

“What am I thinking?”

To put it bluntly, Kyungsoo and I have no relationship anymore.

I don’t know what kind of relationship I had with Kyungsoo before he returned, but at least now, Kyungsoo and I were closer to being enemies.

Even if Kyung-soo returns from the future and regrets everything, that fact does not change.

“I don’t want to sleep…It’s better to die than to go back…!”

“…….Ugh.”

But–yeah, that’s just it.

“I’ll only look after you until today.”

Miso soup.

Because I took it and ate it.

I picked up the guy whose head was stuck on the table and laid him on the bed.

“…Hmm.”

The company was already late.

Once again, I was too tired to leave.

It seems like the things I did recently while drinking with the assistant manager are now coming back to haunt me.

“Shall we rest today?”

Kyungsoo You never know what this bastard will do.

After roughly saying that I wouldn’t be able to go to work today, I leaned back on the bed and closed my eyes.

─Ding Dong♬

“…Hmm?”

It felt like someone rang my doorbell on the way.

─Tidi riri ring♪

“Hmm…”

It felt like someone was calling again.

“….Z…Zz….”

I was sleepy and tired, so I just ignored it.

Anyway, if you come here, you’ll probably just be an advertiser or a door-to-door salesperson.

I closed my eyes, ignoring all the outside noise…

“Are you Hyeonseong Yoo?”

“Is that correct?”

“Let’s go to the police station first.”

“….Yes?”

He was taken to the police station.

The reason is kidnapping and confinement, as well as s*xual assault…What?

“What is that….”

“It’s no use fussing.”

In the midst of this absurd situation, a word from the police to me.

“Jiyeon Kim reported you.”

“……………………….”

Maybe

Isn’t it part of talent to convince people with just one name?