Childhood Friend Who Sees the Future Utters Nonsense

104 – A Moment of Carelessness

After Yuna had been eating for a long time, she finally patted her stomach in satisfaction and looked truly happy. It was really cute how she smiled as if she had everything in the world just for a buffet.

I felt relieved when I realized that even though she became a popular idol, she was still just my childhood friend and girlfriend who loved to eat.

So we decided to wait in the safety of a restaurant to let her digest the food and for her to text us that she had arrived at the parking lot. Luckily, no reporters barged in.

“Siyoon, here’s some coffee.”

Soon after, Yuna, who had gone to get dessert, returned to her seat, and when she saw that I had brought my share too, her eyes widened. My girlfriend has such great taste.

“Thanks, but do you want some coffee too?”

I asked her while expressing my gratitude, seeing that Yuna was holding a white glass in her hand, just like mine. I thought that Yuna would naturally bring something like ice cream.

“Yeah, but I’m going to try drinking it a little differently.”

“Another way?”

Then, I looked into Yuna’s cup as she sat down, muttering something incomprehensible.

There was a scoop of vanilla ice cream on top of a strong espresso on the floor. That familiar combination was none other than the affogato you would often see at a café.

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But why is someone who hates coffee eating affogato?

“Yerin hates coffee like me, right? But she told me a while ago that this was really delicious. So I’m going to try it this time.”

“Oh.”

I let out a soft exclamation at Yuna’s actions as she kindly explained the reason for choosing Apogatl, as if she had seen through my doubts.

Since a long time ago, Yuna had a very firm taste in food, so she would rarely eat something she didn’t like, even if someone recommended it to her. On the other hand, her strength was that her taste spectrum was wide, so she could eat most foods well.

It was a bit surprising that Yuna, who was so far away, reached for the coffee she had been avoiding just because of a single word from a member.

It might sound like I’m boasting, but I felt a strange sense of pride just knowing that there was someone beside me who had such an influence on Yuna.

“You don’t like bitter things, so scoop up a lot of ice cream and eat it as if you were dipping it slightly in the shot.”

“Okay, I’ll try.”

Let’s give Yuna some advice to suit her taste. Yuna scooped up a fairly large scoop of ice cream with a small spoon and delicately dipped the tip into the brown espresso.

I couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of him trying to adjust the gap so that he wouldn’t soak the coffee in too much and it would taste bitter, but also so that he wouldn’t be able to taste the coffee if he soaked it too shallowly. He looked like a cat dipping its hand in and out of a lake.

Chop.

Still, my girlfriend doesn’t hesitate to put the ice cream she’s soaked to a satisfactory level into her mouth. As expected, the level of the pedestal is truly amazing.

“Ugh…!”

Yuna’s eyes lit up as she savored the taste of the affogato, a combination of ice cream and coffee, in her mouth. Just from that reaction alone, she could tell that her first attempt wasn’t all that bad.

“How is it, does it taste okay?”

“Yeah, it’s delicious. The coffee flavor isn’t too strong, and the ice cream is delicious… It goes really well together.”

“Then try adding a bit more coffee this time. Anyway, I’m glad you like it.”

Yuna, doing as I said, scooped up a similar amount of ice cream this time and put it in her mouth, covering it in even more coffee than before.

Nod. Nod.

He slowly ate the ice cream, biting his lip again, and soon nodded his head repeatedly, expressing satisfaction.

Oh, is Yuna also going to become a coffee drinker like me? I have a new feeling.

“I tried sweet coffee a few times before and didn’t like it, but this one seems okay.”

I’ve tried a few sweet coffees for Yuna, like Dolce Latte and Vanilla Latte. But Yuna has always rejected them.

But seeing as how good the affogato was, it seems like it wasn’t a question of whether it was sweet or not.

“I didn’t like them because they tasted gritty. They also had a bitter aftertaste. But this one doesn’t taste like that. It’s just delicious.”

“It’s all thanks to Yerin. If it weren’t for her, I wouldn’t have even thought of trying.”

“…Huh? Why Yerin?”

When I told her to thank her friend for introducing me to a new taste, Yuna blinked as if to ask what I was talking about.

What? Didn’t you say earlier that you decided to try affogato because of Yerin? I thought I heard wrong, so I tried to recall my memory, but if I remember correctly, that was right.

Then why on earth is Yuna reacting like this?

“I didn’t eat it specifically because of Yerin, did I? You know that too. I never put anything in my mouth that I tried once and decided was not good.”

“I know.”

He nodded in agreement with Yuna’s words, seeking sympathy.

That’s why I thought it was so interesting. Yuna’s personality is such that she rarely tries things that don’t suit her taste, but she put it in her mouth just because her friend said that affogato was delicious. I thought, “What a surprise.”

But on the other hand, I thought that if Yerin, who has similar tastes to me, said that, then it must be delicious, so I tried it, but it doesn’t seem to be the case.

Then why did you decide to eat it?

“I just wanted to like it because it was something you liked. And then Yerin happened to tell me about it.”

“ah….”

He looked at Yuna with a questioning look in his eyes, but then averted his gaze at her unexpected answer.

I’ve never really thought about hiding my feelings for Yuna, but sometimes Yuna shows her true feelings more purely than I thought.

Every time that happens, I feel embarrassed and look away like I do now. Sometimes, I have a harder time reacting to this than the rough skinship that Yuna tries. I can’t get used to the tickling sensation in my chest.

If you ask me if that makes me feel bad, of course not. I’m very happy.

“There are so many people around you, how dare you say something like that.”

“So what? No one will be able to hear it. If you really want, something like this is possible.”

Yuna took her hand off the spoon and slowly reached out towards my hand on the table. She smiled playfully, resting her chin on her hand and intertwining her fingers like a snake.

It’s still a heart-damaging prank. How many people do you think are watching him? But I can’t help but feel sorry for my instincts that can’t bring themselves to tell him to stop.

Woohoo.

“Oh, Mom, she’s here. Should we go down now?”

“…okay.”

Fortunately, thanks to the message from our savior, we were able to get up from our seats. I noticed Yuna’s eyes that seemed to be regretting not being able to tease her any longer, but I tried to pretend not to notice.

Anyway, I’m telling you, I want to. Since we started dating, I often think that maybe she’s transformed from a cat to a fox.

“Let’s go this way. I saw it when I came back from the bathroom earlier, and there were still reporters over there.”

“huh.”

I grabbed Yuna’s hand and started walking, planning a route that would leave as few reporters as possible. Fortunately, no one bothered us until we reached the elevator.

Wow, I can finally relax. I was worried that something might go wrong at the wedding today, but it looks like it’ll go smoothly. Now I should go home and get some sleep.

– It’s on the basement level.

As we got off the elevator after hearing the comment that immediately followed, the dark and stuffy air typical of underground parking lots greeted us. That’s why I don’t like underground parking lots that much.

“Guys, over here!”

As I was looking for the lady’s car beyond the pillars erected inside, I heard a loud voice from quite a distance away. There, I saw the lady waving her hands diligently towards us.

Hug.

I was walking a little hastily, thinking that if I just got on there I could safely leave the ceremony hall, but Yuna came and hugged me as if she was clinging to me.

I glanced down and saw that her expression had become more calm than before, and her eyes were half-closed. She pretended not to notice, but she must have been exhausted from being nervous all day at the wedding.

It was the moment when I emerged from behind the pillar that had been blocking us, in order to lead Yuna to the front of the car, hoping that she would be patient for just a little longer.

Click!

In the underground parking lot, which was filled with the noise of all kinds of vehicles coming and going, a sound like a shutter was heard.

For a moment, I thought I had misheard, but since I had heard it repeatedly during the ceremony, I thought it must have been true. As soon as I thought about it, the hairs on my body stood on end.

I immediately turned my head as if I was being led by a sound I didn’t know where it came from. Soon, I saw a man looking in my direction, half-hidden behind a small car, and a large cannon camera in his hand.

It was only then that I sensed something was wrong, but it was already too late.