Childhood Friend Who Sees the Future Utters Nonsense

141 – Is this a proposal?

Considering that I rented out this entire fancy restaurant, I couldn’t tell if the food was going into my nose or my mouth. Fortunately, the same unfortunate incident didn’t happen.

That’s understandable, because from the appetizers to the main course, everything was so delicious that my tongue and brain had no time to rest.

To that extent, the French course meal I had for the first time was incredibly wonderful and delicious. It was a taste that surpassed the common sense of food I had ever eaten. Each dish had a different feel.

Every time a new dish was brought out, the staff would kindly explain it to us, and Yuna and I would listen to the story while tasting the food. Maybe that’s why it tasted even better.

“I’m pretty full.”

“Yeah, honestly, I thought I wouldn’t be full because the portion was so small.”

We giggled as if we were sympathizing with each other while eating the dessert made from chestnuts that came out for dessert. As Yuna said, it was true that the portions were small overall.

However, as I ate the food that came out as a course meal, one by one, I felt my stomach getting full. If I had eaten more, I think I might have felt a little bloated.

“The dessert was delicious too.”

“Yeah, I don’t really like chestnuts either, but this is really good.”

Fried? Fried? Anyway, we ate the dessert with that name little by little and gave it a good review. It had a chestnut scent, but it wasn’t too sweet, and it was just the right amount of flavor to stick to your mouth.

“Excuse me.”

As we finished off the dessert, the busy staff brought out tea and small cookies on a trolley. Now the meal was truly over.

Hurrup.

“How was your meal today? Was it satisfying?”

Yuna asked in a sly tone, sipping warm hibiscus tea that had a purple tint. There seemed to be a faint sense of anticipation in her voice.

Actually, it would be a waste of time to say anything about the food, but I opened my mouth to express it, even if it was with limited vocabulary.

“It was really delicious. I can’t believe I’ve been to a place like this in my life.”

“Foot, over.”

“Overrani, I mean it seriously.”

He beat his chest and expressed his frustration, feeling wronged.

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It’s not just about the taste, it’s an expression that has many meanings. I never thought that I would ever come to such a fancy restaurant on my own.

That’s why I feel so bewildered. It feels like I’ve stepped into a world I’ve never been in before.

“Anyway, I’m glad you enjoyed it. I was worried because we’ve never been to a place like this before. I was worried that it might not suit your taste.”

“That’s true. Neither you nor I are the type to enjoy French food.”

To put it a bit badly, we have a commoner palate, and to put it nicely, we have a more easygoing palate. It’s to the point where there’s even a story that whenever Yuna won first place on a music show or something, the company tried to take her to fancy restaurants, but she stubbornly refused.

Actually, it might be more of a matter of mood than taste. Neither Yuna nor Nana really likes the act of eating food carefully and with such etiquette.

I just like to laugh, chat, and sometimes eat and drink greedily and sometimes ignorantly. There’s a reason why one of Yuna’s favorite foods is chicken and beer.

So on the one hand, I also had this question: why did Yuna choose this restaurant as the meeting place?

I don’t know if it was a joke or a serious thing, but since he mentioned proposing over the phone, I wonder if he deliberately chose a place with a good atmosphere. If that’s the case, then there was no need to push people away.

“… … .”

I stared at Yuna, who was sitting across from me, with eyes filled with doubt. Yuna noticed my gaze, savored the scent of the tea, looked at me, and smiled mischievously.

“Why are you staring at me like that? Are you curious about something?”

“…You’re asking that?”

I wonder how he could ask that question with such a smug look on his face, unless he couldn’t remember what he told me on the phone a few hours ago.

However, as a man, I felt a bit embarrassed to say those words out loud, so I averted my gaze, but Yuna followed my gaze and snickered.

It was a really light gesture considering that he had mentioned something like a proposal. Was that a joke after all?

“Of course I’m joking, I asked knowingly.”

As I thought that and relaxed my tension for a moment, Yuna came rushing in again and grabbed my hand that was on the table again.

Meanwhile, a staff member took the empty cup and plate and left the table.

With just a series of two actions, I felt like the atmosphere had changed in an instant. It was at that time that I felt Yuna’s eyes looking at me were moist.

“I feel a bit embarrassed doing this.”

“Since you’re like that, I feel the same way too.”

As Yuna, who was fiddling with her entangled fingers, muttered with a blush on her face, I felt my face flushing along with her.

Even though holding hands is a new and tiresome physical contact now, just imagining what will happen next makes me excited.

“Until just now, I imagined myself proposing confidently and coolly, but now that the time has come, I’m trembling. It’s a little embarrassing… Heh.”

Yuna, who had been looking at each other’s hands interlocked for a long time, broke the long silence with an embarrassed smile on her face, bringing up a topic.

Even though it wasn’t that hot, the way she pretended to cool her face with a fan showed how nervous Yuna was at that moment.

By the way, you were serious about proposing.

“Usually, isn’t it the man who proposes?”

“Where in the world is there such a law? A thirsty person digs a well.”

Even with just one word, it felt like Yuna’s true feelings were hitting me, so I blurted out the words out of embarrassment.

Then Yuna pouted her lips with an extremely angry expression and covered the back of my hand with her own. Her actions almost gave off a sense of determination.

“If I say this, you’ll do it again. Aren’t you the one who’s thirsty, not me?”

“… … .”

Yuna just happened to accurately describe what I was trying to say. At this point, I really should open a fortune teller.

As I awkwardly scratched my cheek with an expression that said that I had been hit hard, Yuna, who had been looking at me as if she was going to drill a hole in my face, finally sighed and started swearing.

“Park Si-yoon, listen carefully.”

“yes.”

I sat up straight without realizing it because of the pressure.

“You are more than enough for me. Even if I become a member of the world’s number one girl group, that won’t change.”

“… … .”

“It was all because of that that I did my hair like I usually do today, wore clothes I don’t usually wear, and rented a restaurant I didn’t need to rent.”

Yuna took a sip of water and took a deep breath, then started speaking rapidly again.

“Even if I proposed, I was worried whether you would really accept. That’s why I wanted to increase my chances of success by scoring points in this way, you know? Do you realize now? How much you mean to me!”

“… … .”

That’s what it was. Somehow, it felt a bit un-Yuna-like that she did it purely to set the mood.

Yuna was really anxious. It wasn’t like a cute confession like in high school, but she thought that if he proposed a lifelong contract as an adult, she might reject him.

That’s how much Yuna cherishes me and thinks of me as a person who is more than I deserve. Just that fact alone makes me feel warm inside.

“Actually, that’s why I wanted to propose to you even though I knew it was impossible. I was worried that you’d meet more women once you entered college… .”

“Was that the reason?”

“… Yeah, well, like I said before, you’re the coolest person to me. I thought that for the next five years, any girl would have their eyes on you.”

Five years must mean the remaining period of Yuna’s contract. During that time, even if she were to die and come back to life, she wouldn’t be able to even dream of marriage or children.

That means there’s no formal relationship that can hold me back.

So, the fact that he planned to propose in order to buy those five years is a really unexpected story. On the other hand, it is also a part that gives a glimpse into Yuna’s many worries.

“Well, of course I know it’s unconscionable. But I’ll ask you this. Just wait for five years. Even if you don’t earn a single penny by then, I’ll feed you and make you happy…!”

“… … .”

I never thought that I would receive a reverse proposal from my girlfriend, but the content was even more shocking, leaving me speechless.

He proposed to me after five years and even acknowledged my role as a pillar of support. I wonder why someone like me is putting in so much effort. I feel grateful but also sorry.

I stared at Yuna, who was looking at me pitifully, and before I knew it, I reached out and touched her cheek. Her expression looked like she was about to cry at any moment.

“Okay, I’ll wait.”

“Me, really?”

And then, with a bitter smile, he expressed his intention to accept a proposal in advance in five years, and Yuna opened her eyes wide and tried to confirm the truth.

I think I’ve given you a lot of trust so far, but why don’t you trust me that much?

“I told you the day I confessed. I’ll wait for five years, so come back after you’ve finished everything you want to do.”

“Well, that’s true, but… I might have changed my mind in the meantime…”

“It hasn’t changed. If I had the intention to change so easily from the beginning, I wouldn’t have confessed that day.”

In the first place, I started dating Yuna because I was sure that during her five years in the entertainment industry, she would meet a better man than me and we would break up, and the opposite would not happen.

I would have waited for 7 years, 10 years, not 5 years. No, I could have waited even longer.

“If you’re serious…. Write your name here.”

“name?”

Yuna hands me a piece of paper and a pen, right in front of my burning eyes.

I couldn’t help but laugh as I thought maybe she was asking me to write my name down, like when children write a love pledge when they are young. I mean, the child is secretly innocent.

“Yeah, in response to the proposal… wouldn’t that be okay?”

“I should definitely do this for my future wife. Where can I use it?”

As I opened the pen cap and was about to look at the paper carefully, unable to hide my smile, the letters written in large letters at the very top of the paper stopped me in my tracks.

This is….

“Hey, wait a minute. This is a marriage registration form.”

“I don’t know about that, just sign quickly. You said you promised.”

Yuna, who has now changed her course from a proposal to a full-blown tantrum, looks at me pitifully as if she is about to burst into tears and shakes the paper violently. I am so embarrassed that I can’t even speak properly.

“No, that’s that, but why are you filling out the marriage registration form now when there are still 5 years left…?”

“Well, if you can’t stand it and go to another woman, I’m going to take it to the city hall and ask them to deal with it.”

“… … .”

I was speechless at the ingenious way in which they were trying to use the marriage certificate as a weapon of intimidation.

Is this really the center member of Korea’s top girl group?

“If you say you won’t use it… what are you going to do?”

“I’m going to go to your house right now and cry and tell your aunt that you dumped Siyoon.”

“I will write it.”

At first, I was dumbfounded and even dumbfounded when it came to filling out the marriage registration form, but in the end, I had no choice but to pick up the pen because of the last words.

But no matter how I look at this, it doesn’t seem like a romantic proposal, but rather a “you die, I die” threat. Is it just my imagination?