The True Feelings of a Tsundere Are Showing

16. The most common situation

What is a title?

What on earth is a title that makes people so troubled?

What kind of title is it that makes it so hard for me to go home and buy clothes normally?

“······ Siwoo oppa.”

“····.”

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

······Not a lie, but the truth.

It seemed absurd to simply describe it as a word that calls people.

If it was only that much, I wouldn’t be doing this right now.

Because I wouldn’t have chosen to keep my mouth shut while being at a loss like this.

Seoah Han, who was sure to know my feelings better than anyone else, kept talking to me as if she were making fun of me.

“He said he couldn’t do it because of Yujin unnie.”

“····.”

“Was that a lie? Did you just make an excuse for what you saw?”

“······No.”

“Or why can’t you talk. Are you a real fool now?”

[Siwoo can’t speak because he’s shy, right?]

[What should I do? The shy Siwoo is so cute that I don’t think I can stand it anymore.]

“····.”

That’s something you can’t stand.

Are you trying to make fun of me here?

That’s a bit.

No matter how hard I try to cool down my face, which is already heating up.

At this point, I thought of this.

‘Should I just do it?’

I’ve said it before, but honestly, there was nothing I couldn’t do.

Just as Hanseo-ah calls me her older brother…, I could call Hanseo-ah older sister.

Yes.

I was able to call.

She

Can sing.

It’s just that it’s a bit difficult.

She should have called earlier.

Before she came out of her sister’s shop to buy her clothes, Eugene, she was the first time Han Seo-ah asked her to call her older sister.

She should have called Han Seo Ah older sister then.

If it were, the embarrassing situation wouldn’t have happened like it is now.

Maybe this is a bit like that.

It doesn’t matter when you don’t think much of it, but when the board starts to spread, it feels like a burden.

You can sing comfortably in a karaoke room.

I feel like I can’t sing in front of other kids during retreats or field trips.

Wouldn’t it be roughly like that?

Since I was thinking that way, I heard a calm voice from Seo-ah Han.

“Are you going to keep your mouth shut like that? All day long?”

“······No. That’s not it.”

“But why don’t you say anything. Oppa isn’t really such a quiet person.”

“····.”

A while ago, you pretended to be hesitant.

I was Han Seo-ah, who now uses the title of older brother without the slightest hesitation.

When she looked at it, only her head hurt.

“······I don’t know how you can say something like that casually.”

“You? No, no, noona. Now, follow me. Seoah noona.”

“····.”

“Brother. Are you going to keep doing that?”

······What is that crazy pressure?

I’m sure I’m a motherf*cker, but why is PTSD coming?

No matter how you look at it, Seoah Han must have been enjoying this situation.

Even if it was Han Seo-ah who usually spreads an iron plate on her face mercilessly, that wouldn’t make sense.

[She did well to learn how to pretend not to be ashamed in embarrassing situations.]

[If it wasn’t for that, she might have found out about my reddened face.]

“····.”

Looking back, I don’t think so.

By the way, where the hell do you learn that kind of method?

Let me know too.

I also want to hide my hot face.

“······Do you really have to?”

“Uh. I already said oppa. So you should too.”

“No, you couldn’t have done it if you didn’t want to…”

“Siwoo oppa, what?”

“······No.”

I tried to resist a little, but I got hung up on Han Seo-ah’s voice, which became chilly as soon as I heard it.

Why do my eyes roll only at times like this?

When I’m studying or doing assignments, I never turn around.

It was really unfair to think that he only showed this kind of obsession with me.

“······Seoah noona.”

“······Yes, brother Siwoo.”

In the end, I was the first to raise the white flag.

What can I do?

It’s a fact that I can’t beat Han Seo-ah.

I already knew that very well.

“·······hehehehe.”

“····.”

Even Han Seo-ah, who had a very happy expression on her face, knew that she was the older sister she finally got.

***

On the way back home.

Retracing the way we came, we decided to stop by the red bean bingsu restaurant we had planned to stop by earlier.

So we arrived at the red bean shaved ice shop.

“Hey, Seo Han. So, what do you want to eat…”

“Siwoo oppa? What did you just say? Again.”

“······Seo-ah noona. So what do you want to eat?”

“I like mango shaved ice.”

“······Here is a mango shaved ice.”

“······Take a vibrating bell.”

I felt the sharp eyes of the store clerk pierce me cruelly.

It’s not that I want to do it either.

The self-proclaimed older sister who was making a worldly happy face next to me threatened me.

I felt like these words would burst out of my tightly closed mouth at any moment.

“Let’s sit over there. Brother Siu.”

“······Yes.”

“Really? It’s a bit short…”

“Sit down over there. Seo-ah noona.”

Because I was much more scared of Han Seo-ah next to me than of resolving my injustice right away.

I shut up and headed to the seat led by Han Seo-ah.

“Is it because it’s new? Maybe it’s better than the one closer to home?”

“······That’s right.”

As Han Seo-ah said, the atmosphere of the store was very bright, as if emphasizing that it was a new business.

The interior of a bright shop.

Two-person seats that can only seat two people.

And, me and Han Seo-ah sitting alone in a two-person seat.

It was a really good situation for others to misunderstand.

If a picture like this were to be filmed, wouldn’t it be meaningless to make any excuses?

It was misunderstood even for me as the person concerned.

Seoah Han seemed to have the same thoughts as me.

“······ Siwoo oppa.”

“Why suddenly fire…”

“Seoah’s older sister.”

“Why are you calling me, older sister?”

“If we’re doing this and someone we know passes by, won’t we be misunderstood as a couple like last time?”

“Maybe?”

“But can I just stay like this? The other day, he said he didn’t want to be misunderstood.”

“······You said you want to eat red bean shaved ice.”

What kind of crazy sound is this all of a sudden?

As I remember, I think it was Han Seo-ah, not me, who said she wanted to eat red bean shaved ice.

Han Seo-ah tried to spit it out right away before she misunderstood again, but it seemed that she was already late when she saw the sentences that had already begun to appear.

[Siwoo told me that I was more important than being misunderstood as a couple.]

[I’m so happy to call you Seo-ah noona… I must have used up all my luck for the rest of my life today.]

“····.”

My face started to heat up again for no reason.

It must be Hanseo who is misunderstood, and me who is unfair.

Why am I not in a bad mood?

Why is my heart beating so fast?

“What, oppa, why is your face so red…”

“The vibrating bell rings. I’ll bring you shaved ice.”

“I see.”

Fortunately, thanks to the well-timed vibrating bell, I was able to avoid the spot for a while.

“Here is the mango shaved ice you ordered.”

“Thank you.”

I gently held the mango shaved ice, which was expected to be very sweet, and walked towards the table where Han Seo-ah was sitting again as if possessed.

My head was still full of the previous situation.

A fresh shock about the word ‘oppa’ that Seoah Han speaks of.

In addition to that, Han Seo-ah looks cuter than usual from her clothing store earlier.

Now, even though she felt that Han Seo-ah was cute, she didn’t think much of it.

Perhaps he would have admitted it.

Unlike before, I feel that I feel Han Seo Ah as a woman, not as her brother or sister or childhood friend.

It was ironic.

We must have been childhood friends who were more like siblings than anyone else, always bickering and fighting.

The way she looks at her opponent changes so much just by the fact that she started to see her inner thoughts.

It was so difficult.

It was so ironic.

“…Are you here?”

“······Uh. Here.”

As I walked with that thought in mind, my body was back to where Han Seo-ah was.

I don’t know if it’s an excessive imagination or vain delusion.

As if hinting that the place I will return to is here, next to Han Seo-ah.

‘······Does this go too far?’

To be honest, it was a bit reckless.

Although I’ve never been in a relationship yet.

I can’t live as a solo while sticking to Han Seo-ah forever…

The thought could not lead to the end.

“······Lee Siu?”

“Why are you calling me all of a sudden this time…”

“Why is there only one spoon?”

“······· Huh?”

She was in such a hurry because she witnessed Han Seo-ah talking while forgetting to call her brother and sister, which she had so emphasized.

I immediately looked at the tray I had been carrying so hard.

I just found it.

“····.”

“······Why is there only one of these?”

“······How do I know that, you idiot.”

That there is only one pink spoon that greets us as always.

Somehow, it was a very familiar situation.

I felt like I could hear the laughter of the clerk’s older sister whom I had just seen.