Childhood Friend Who Sees the Future Utters Nonsense

17 – Yuna’s Request

Monday morning, after having the worst weekend ever due to body aches.

She was walking to school with Hanyu as usual when she received a phone call. When the name saved in Contacts appeared on the screen, I unknowingly tensed up and straightened my back.

“Hey, be quiet for a moment.”

Since it was such an important phone call, Hanyu chattered beside her.

“Why? Who?”

“Boss.”

“Oh.”

Although he is not yet a salary earner like me, is it because he knows how difficult it is for a person in the position of president as a member of a company to deal with? It was me, Hanyu, covering her mouth with both her hands and raising her thumb toward me.

She was somehow obedient. She faced me, raised her thumb, and pushed her green phone-shaped button with her hand. As soon as she brought her phone to her ear, her soft voice rang out from across the street.

– Siyoon, are you feeling better? What about school?

“Ah, boss. Thank you Thanks to your concern, everything is fine.”

The main character of this voice is my employer, and she is currently working under the nickname ‘Remi’ in Internet broadcasting. Her real name is Jung Mi-rae, so it’s a nickname made upside down, but in this area, she is a major broadcaster that everyone knows.

I don’t know if I should say this, but since she’s been active for a long time, she’s on the older side, so most editors treat her like her younger brother or nephew. Among them, the feeling of dealing with me, the youngest in high school, is almost the same as treating my son.

Just now, one editor said he had a cold and came back the next day to say hello.

-The girl who used to be so strong catches her cold all over, what’s going on? Isn’t she pushing too hard just because she’s a high school senior?

“Ah, it’s too much. It’s not that I stay up all night studying like everyone else, I’m doing well in a lazy way.”

Her voice was full of concern, and as a reassurance, she threw it in a joking tone.

– Does a lazy kid usually give you work like that? Whoops, gotta tell the other editors, kid.

“Please take a look. Did she call you anyway because she was worried about her condition?”

-Yes, she had a lot of work lately, so she wondered if it was because her child was having a hard time. Isn’t it hard work?

“Sure, don’t worry.”

It’s not a very small amount of work, but basically it’s a lot of people, so it’s possible to share it to some extent, so it doesn’t feel too difficult. Most of all, I have a lot of pay, so seeing the money coming in naturally gives me strength.

– Don’t work too hard to harm your health, and contact me if anything happens. Understand?

“Yes, thank you, boss. I will work on what you picked up last week and send it by next Friday.”

– Yes, thanks as always.

The moment she finished contacting the boss and was about to put her phone back in her pocket, she turned her head to the dark gaze she felt next to her. There was Han Yuna, who was looking at me very suspiciously. Why is this again?

“Are you on good terms with the boss?”

“Can it be bad? In the first place, I have a bad relationship with the boss, so how do I work?”

“Hmph, I wondered if I was crossing a mountain that I couldn’t even climb.”

A mountain you can’t even see? At first, I wondered what this meant, but after a while, she realized what Han Yuna was trying to say and laughed out of embarrassment.

“My boss is getting married soon? Don’t say anything dangerous.”

“Oh, did you? Sorry.”

She thought there was nothing she couldn’t say to the soon-to-be married woman, so she said a little coldly, and Hanyuna quickly rolled her tail and handed her an apology.

In fact, she is a very famous person on the Internet broadcasting side, so there is a lot of news that she will get married soon, but Hanyu. But that’s it and this is this. I’m trying to suspect a strict person.

In that way, Hanyu puts my unreasonable doubts to rest in an instant and moves her steps back to her school. At the same time, I don’t know if the reason for the sigh that came out of her mouth naturally was because of the upcoming midterm exam or this f*cking Monday morning.

***

“Ha, the scope of the test was really f*cked…. What should I do?”

“No, didn’t the teacher say that he wasn’t going to give it to the midterm exam until this point? Why change words?”

“Didn’t she say she might not pay? For once, it seems to be ruined.”

During the break time that came after the 5th period, the classroom was noisy and shouts erupted from all over the place. It was because of the test coverage of some subjects that were announced today, which was pretty terrible.

In particular, since she usually has less time to study than others, Hanyu finds it difficult to keep up with her grades. As always, her healer, Kim Soo-bin, is by her side, restoring Han Yuna’s sanity. It’s almost her mother and daughter.

“Hey, is it possible to self-certify today?”

In the classroom that became such a mess, there was a madman who came up to me and casually tried to make an appointment for a game. It was none other than Choi Min-seong.

“Aren’t you preparing for the midterm exam?”

“It will work somehow. The scope of the test did not deviate too much from what I expected.”

The guy shrugged her shoulders when he said something because he was dumbfounded.

There is a considerable sense of alienation as he reveals his confidence in the exam with the impression that he would have just smoked a cigarette in a dark place behind the school. On the outside, he seems like a foolish bully. Is this why there is a proverb about not judging people by their appearance?

Anyway, when I see things like this, I feel like real talent is different. Others fell into a mental breakdown because they didn’t even predict the range of the test properly, but it’s amazing to hear that this one came out exactly as expected. I also think that studying is an area of talent rather than hard work.

“Anyway, I can’t do it today. If you’re going to brag, find someone else.”

“Again, work takes precedence over friends? Wow, Park Si-yoon is a real bully.”

Choi Min-sung expressed his dissatisfaction while standing awkwardly at the resolute intention of refusal.

By the way, hearing the sound of Yangachi from the owner of the Yangachi mug makes me feel very strange. If a third person saw us, 100 out of 100 people would say this guy looks like a bully.

Hiding my absurd feelings, I decided to clear up the misunderstanding Choi Min-sung was having. In the first place, I had some time until the next D-day, so it’s not like I can’t play the game today because of work.

“Who said he worked? I have something to do today.”

“Are you going to do it? Is there anything else besides video editing?”

“Uh.”

It has not been decided exactly yet, but it will happen with a probability of about 99.99%. In preparation for that, you need to clear your schedule in advance.

Since I said it so sternly, it means that it is something I really can’t take away, so Choi Min-seong knew that and licked his lips as if regretting it. He talks a lot, but unlike his bully-like face, he knows when to hit and run.

Instead, tell me when you have time? If you do it with other bastards, your blood pressure will rise and you’ll go crazy.”

“Why are you still alive?”

“I have to search for things that men need, anyway, I’m going.”

Choi Min-seong, who pointed at his lower body and shook his waist vulgarly, disappeared. It’s sometimes hard to believe that such a bastard is my friend, but I decided to do it because I know he’s not a bad guy by nature.

By the way, it’s self-proclaimed, so I’ve been wanting to do it for a long time. It must be difficult on weekdays, but should I catch me on the weekend? Occasionally, his co-editors flirted with him by bragging about it, but he couldn’t refuse.

While briefly organizing this week’s schedule in his head, he turned his head to a gaze he felt somewhere. There, there was Han Yuna staring at me so openly that I wondered if it was a déjà vu in the morning.

No, exactly two. This time, even Kim Soo-bin joined in and was looking at me. It’s a combination special move that comes out of some kind of jeondaemul. If only the beam comes out of the eyes in that state, it’s really perfect.

“Park Si-yuun….”

“… ….”

Perhaps noticing that her gaze met, Han Yuna, wagging her body like a jellyfish, got up from her seat and approached her. Her clear voice lacked power, but the momentum felt in her body was like that of a predator capturing its prey.

She only turned her head softly, thinking that something had come. The guy, who had clung to my desk and looked up at me like a cat in boots, opened his mouth in a earnest tone.

“Can’t you help me with the midterm exam… ? I’ll pay you back later….”

“… Ha.”

A sigh came out of my mouth at the request that continued without fail during this exam period. No matter how much she was preparing her heart, that doesn’t mean the shock is gone.

What can I do to make sure that I don’t miss a single time during the exam period and ask for it? At least, she has an option called Kim Soo-bin. This guy also has pretty good grades.

“You know I’m ruined if I don’t get grades, right? Help me this far When I debut, I won’t ask anymore.”

Yes.

Actually, the reason why Han Yu-na is so obsessed with her grades is not that she has become interested in studying now.

Unlike me, she wasn’t very interested in studying. When Han Yu-na got her street casting in middle school and tried to become a trainee, she remembers that her aunt was very angry with her at that time.

She didn’t mind being a trainee per se, but she said that if it was because she didn’t want to study, she would quit. In fact, she understands why she said that, because at the time, she had never revealed anything like her aspirations of becoming an idol or celebrity.

So she must have misunderstood that since she was cast on the street at a time when she didn’t want to study, she used that as an excuse to divert her attention from her studies. Still, somehow the story went well with her, so she was accepted as a trainee, but instead, the condition was signed that she had to get grades above a certain level.

Fortunately, the required grades are not very high hurdles, but due to Han Yuna’s circumstances, she has no choice but to focus on practicing at her company rather than studying.

After all, Hanyu got out of her middle school days, when she was able to cover with her cramming, and from the time she entered high school, she started asking me like this for every exam. Knowing the situation, she has no choice but to help despite the inconvenience.

“Come to my house after school. My parents aren’t even here today.”

“Really!? Oops!”

She was cheering for my permission. Looking at me, she naturally smiled bitterly. She did, but she got help over the weekend, so she’ll have to pay her debts anyway.

Instead, there is no chicken gifticon, Han Yuna.