Childhood Friend Who Sees the Future Utters Nonsense

41 – Please take this cat away

The story of Yuna Han was difficult to understand, but the point was very simple. She said that exactly one week from today, she would be approached by a stalker, and in the meantime, she would act as a sort of watchtower around her.

Therefore, I did not ask useless questions such as how the story of the future could be cut and concluded so clearly, and why there is no conscience in trying to use others arbitrarily in an uncertain matter.

Just this time, I decided to trust Han Yuna’s words and follow her wishes. On the contrary, thinking that way made me feel more comfortable because I had nothing to worry about.

“You don’t have to tell the police or your family?”

“Because there’s no way anyone would believe that. Besides, I don’t want to worry more people right now.”

“Well, it’s like you.”

Han Yuna is the type who secretly hesitates to lean on others even though she often seems to be whining at me. She tends to take care of the personal things, but should I say that she is the type who keeps the important things in her heart and struggles alone.

The fact that a guy like that told me this kind of story must be proof that he has grown up. I want to applaud that fact alone.

Anyway, if this is the case, then right now, the two of us have no choice but to get through it without any help. Things got a little messy. I don’t know much information about this yet.

“Have you been feeling the presence of a stalker lately?”

“Yeah, I don’t know about that. Maybe because you or your dad came to pick you up….”

“That is also true.”

Since she’s been out of Hanyoo lately and hasn’t walked all the way home alone, she probably wouldn’t have dared to approach her.

Thinking like that, I feel a little bit proud of the past day when I put up with her trouble and went to pick me up. It wasn’t something I did with this in mind.

After pondering Han Yuna’s words, I decided to change the perspective and tell the story this time.

“Then what about the past?”

“The old days?”

“So, in the past, you often wandered around at night by yourself, didn’t you? How was it then?”

It’s been quite a while since the uncle and I went to pick up Han Yuna, but it’s relatively recent that the frequency has increased a lot.

Until she just entered high school, Hanyu I used to come and go to her agency quite often by myself. Maybe she thinks she’s a clingy guy at that time.

“… Oh, yes.”

“There is? When?”

When I asked with her eyes shining at the first clue she had found, Hanyuna narrowed her eyes to recall her memory and said, pointing her finger at the empty space.

“Probably around the end of last year. At that time, you were busy with editing and Dad was on a business trip, so I went alone for a week.”

“Ah, I will know someday.”

I don’t remember exactly, but there was one time when she complained to me after a week and I met her again on Monday. No matter how busy she is, I wonder if she can pick me up at least once.

Until then, she was a guy who rarely complained, so she wondered why, but maybe she had a good reason.

“Actually, during that week, I often felt the presence of people on the street at night. As you know, not many people come and go near our company.”

As Han Yuna said, there are few reasons for people to come and go near the Jane Entertainment company building. There are no residential areas, and there are not many convenience facilities such as supermarkets.

So, when I go there to pick up Yuna Han on the road at night, I rarely run into people at the entrance of the alley. At most, you have to come to a park with bright streetlights in order to run into one or two people.

It’s a bit odd to feel like a human being in a place like that for a week. Even if there was a passer-by who happened to come and go there.

Of course, Han Yuna’s end time for practice varies greatly depending on the day. There are times when it ends around 9 o’clock like today, and there are times when it ends around 10 o’clock like last time. Even in the past, it often ended at dawn.

But in a deserted alleyway, did you feel the presence of people at different times every day? And that, of course, at the timing when me or the uncle couldn’t pick it up?

I can’t help but think that it’s such a wonderful coincidence.

“Why didn’t you say anything back then?”

“She’s that. I never thought she was a stalker. It was a bit embarrassing, but I thought it was because I was wondering if there would be someone like me stalking a trainee who didn’t even make her debut.”

Oh, it’s the head.

I don’t know what happened to this guy, because he’s an active idol trainee, and he’s more oblivious to news from this industry than I am. If you look at articles on the internet right now, you can see quite a few people who get caught up in stalkers or sasaeng fans since they were trainees.

Anyway, I learned that this is a case where there is at least a level of seriousness. That alone is a satisfying harvest.

“I…. Sir, I’m sorry, but it’s closing time soon.”

“Oh, sorry. I’ll leave right away.”

We wanted to talk a little bit more, but before we knew it, the numbers written on our phones showed that it was 10:50, so we had no choice but to calm down and get up from our seats.

It’s very uncomfortable because it feels like something broke while sh*tting. Still, I’ll be able to share more of the story tomorrow. I have no choice but to promise that time.

“Let’s go out for now. We’ll talk a bit more on the way, and if it doesn’t work out, at least talk to us when we get home…. Huh?”

Han Yuna, who was still trembling with anxiety, grabbed my hand and tried to half force her body to stand up, when I felt her hand gripping the hem of my sleeve.

There was Han Yuna looking up at me with moist eyes like an abandoned cat.

“Park Si-yoon, I’m sorry, but I can’t do one more favor… ?”

“Please?”

As if she was weakening just a while ago, as if revealing her weakened inner feelings, Hanyu, who used to call me ‘Si-yoon,’ was back to normal before I knew it. She felt that neither I nor she would rather have a cheesy title.

By the way, are you asking me to pick you up tomorrow too? Of course I plan to do that.

“Can I stay at your house for a week?”

“… What?”

I promised myself that I would nod my head, even if it was a fairly difficult request, but then I let out a dumbfounded sound at the unexpected content.

So, you’re going to sleep over at my house until this case is solved?

***

Tiriri. Clap.

When she opened the door lock and entered the house, her mother, who was watching TV on the sofa, got up from her seat and greeted me.

“Welcome, son. Very late… Yes?”

Exactly, I was going to greet you, but stopped when I saw Han Yuna, who followed me behind me. I know better than anyone what you want to say. That’s right, I’m getting dizzy too.

“Oh, hello Auntie.”

“Yes, Yuna. What are you doing at this late hour?”

“Is that true….”

Looking at her mother asking about her business, Hanyu glanced at me again and I rolled her eyes here and there as if she couldn’t bear to open her mouth.

“They want to stay at my house for a while. It was because we had something to prepare for the festival together.”

When I added the excuse I had prepared, her mother tilted her head with her surprised eyes.

“At my house? Rather, do you go out on a festival stage like you guys?”

“Well, it’s similar. I’m graduating next year, so I thought we’d make memories together.”

Watching myself goofing around without applying a single saliva, I wondered if I was good at lying.

Meanwhile, my mother didn’t have much doubts. But the questions continued.

“Did you tell Yuna’s house?”

“Yes, I just got permission from the house over there. You just have to say okay with mom and her dad.”

“Dad, you wouldn’t mind? Mom doesn’t care either. She said, but I’m worried she doesn’t have a good place to sleep.”

As her mother said, there is an empty room, but it is half-used as a storage room, so it is not suitable for sleeping. First of all, it’s dusty, so unless you catch me and clean it up, it’s not a place for people to sleep.

Then the only place left is the living room or my room…. In this case, there is nothing you can do.

“I will sleep in the living room. You can tell Han Yuna to use my bed….”

“Oh, no. Just put a blanket in Park Si-yoon’s room and I’ll sleep there.”

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She thought this was the best compromise, and as she was about to say that she would sleep on the sofa, she went out and cut off my words, stating her opinion that they would sleep in my room together.

At those words, I lost my sense of humor and raised my voice a bit.

“Hey, does it make sense for you and me to sleep together?”

“What is it that makes no sense? We used to take a bath together when we were young, but it’s nothing new.”

“Is that like this? Dude, what are you thinking….”

In this situation, did you think the metaphor was correct to bring up work when you were young? Hanyu, who seemed to spit out her words without going through her brain, tried to shout her words at me, but this time her mother stopped me.

“If it’s okay with Yuna, do it. Her aunt will lay out the blankets in advance.”

“Huh, Mother?”

I didn’t know that I would allow this, so I casually called her mother by her honorific name, expressing her bewilderment.

No, it’s not for nothing that men and women 7 years old sit together. Mother, no matter how close you and me are to Han Yuna, isn’t this a bit off? Yes?

“Son, it’s unseemly for a man to leave out a woman who has always been like that. Understand?”

“Me, mother? You seem to be misunderstanding something… ?”

“It’s okay, mom understands everything, so don’t worry. Instead, they are still students of each other, and Yuna has a bright future…. Know?”

No, I don’t know, Mother. No, I know, but it’s not what your mother thinks? I’m going to explode inside my only son.

It is easy to see how the circuit of happiness is already running in the brain of her mother, who sang a song that she wished she had a daughter-in-law like Hanyu on a fictional day. The problem is that there is no way to stop it.

“Bar, Park Si-yoon. Then I…. Shall I wash up first?”

“Oops.”

“… ….”

Besides, why does he throw such a line at this timing?

Is this the Truman Show? It’s not Han Yuna’s hidden camera, but the families of both families are determined to do this to feed me, right? Please i hope you are right

So, without even knowing my intentions, she stared blankly at the back of Hanyu, who had disappeared into her shower, then sighed and returned her steps to her room.

“Son, aren’t you two sleeping together? Could you bring me a bigger blanket?”

“… No, that’s fine.”

When she belatedly saw her mother, who came with a blanket on her floor, excited, it felt as if the acid in her stomach was regurgitating up to her throat.

But what can I do? It’s a hard road I’ve been on my own, but I have to get through it somehow.