To Our Pure Little Beauty

Chapter 8

After receiving a valuable lesson on instant noodles from me, the group of ladies suddenly had no more interest in chatting. They were all looking for excuses to leave. I think this is a bad gesture, a gesture of tearing down the bridge after crossing the river.* (T/N: Partly to “abandon” the person who helped you after achieving your goals. She probably meant imparting her instant noodles knowledge to them.)

When I was preparing to lift up my plate to continue eating every dish on the long table, I realized the vixen is still leaning on the table. Unsure of when she had another glass of red wine on her hand, she gently swirled her wine and asked, “What is your name?”

I looked left and right to make sure that she was talking to me and answered, “Lisa.”

She raised her glass towards me and bottoms up-ed the wine. She then said, “Joy."

I looked around, unable to find any glass of wine to return her toast. So I lifted my plate of sushi to return her the toast instead. I ate the sushi in one mouth, almost choking to death. Finally I rubbed the tear off the corner of the eye and said, “Nice meeting you.”

“You don’t have to cry from feeling moved.” She said as she passed a tissue to me. I was quite shocked from the fact that she didn’t seem to have any clutch or bag on her. Her dress was stuck onto her like a second layer of skin that will burst upon breathing. I don’t think that she can stuff any tissue in that.

I took the tissue and said thanks.

She just leaned on the table while looking at me walking back and forth the table and eating happily, she asked if it’s delicious.

“Its delicious! Do you want some?” I pointed at the cakes in my plate. Only then did I think of her caviar analogy and felt that it was unnecessary.

She pointed at her dress that she was wearing and said, “It will burst if I eat.”

I nodded and open my palm to show her the tissue that she passed to me and said, “Your dress is too scary. Where did you put the tissue?”

She pointed in between her legs and said, “Stuck it against my inner thighs, together with my phone.”

I looked her at smooth legs that were not donning any stockings. I twitched my mouth and looked at the tissue on my palm. It didn’t feel right to be holding or throwing it away. I’m having mixed feelings knowing that it was taken out of her inner thighs.

Joy laughed out loud and said, “I’m just joking! How cute. I took it from the table.”

I sheepishly rubbed the back of my neck and laughed along, “I only have eyes for food.”

I finished eating 58 dishes with her looking at me. I took a piece of serviette and imitated her by leaning sultrily on the table and wiped my mouth.

Joy turned her head to looked at me and asked, “Are you the doctor’s girlfriend?”

I touched my nose and replied, “Sort of.”

Also secretly adding a “used to” in my heart.

She tucked her hair behind her ears and said, “Kim Aerum will snatch from you.”

“Ah? Who?” I asked while trying to stop myself from staring at her dark brown wavy hair.

Her hairstyle is my favorite big, wavy, hairstyle. I wanted to do it when I was in university. But Jungkook said I looked refreshing and natural in short hair. That was how I donned a mushroom bob hair for four years. It was only until we broke up that I grew out my long hair. Now that I think of it, how is refreshing and natural a compliment? It’s more like a line in an air freshener commercial.