I Lost My Memory and Had Too Many S-Class Girlfriends

85 – Yerin Ryu and her last name Sega (2)

Café Angel Box.

With the clear sound of a bell ringing, I strode towards the inside of the cafe.

Then the beautiful cafe scene greeted me.

Clean round table and fluffy chairs.

Lights subtly shining down on you and the sweet scent of coffee.

Beige colored wallpaper and kosher windows.

It was a famous franchise cafe that I had been using from time to time.

I slowly looked around the inside of the cafe.

I could see the faces of the cafe staff in the distance.

It was a young man with a warm appearance and a woman with a beautiful appearance.

They were really good men and women. I know sales have gone up considerably thanks to those two cafe staff.

There are not a few customers who come to see them.

As far as I know, those part-timers were internet celebrities who were building a considerable reputation.

Of course, how much interest cafe customers would have in a mere part-timer, whether Internet celebrities or not, but every time I visited this place, several men and women glanced at the part-timer and showed quite a lot of interest. Was perched on the side.

There were quite a few customers who struggled to get those part-timers’ phone numbers. Oh, come to think of it, a female teacher was staring blankly at the male barista while ordering a cup of coffee for three hours.

Another female student made an effort to form a close relationship with her by saying ‘oppa, oppa’.

There were quite a lot of bamboo shooters and bamboo shoots who came in and out of the cafe almost every day to see those two part-timers.

…… But today, the young reaction is not boring.

Are you all looking the other way?

Some men were whispering, ‘Wow, that’s a piece of sh*t.’ And the women were saying, ‘What? Are you a celebrity?’

I wondered who the hell I was staring at, so I slowly turned my head in the direction the cafe customers were looking at.

Because everyone, regardless of gender or age, was staring blankly at one place, they were curious.

I was able to realize that there was a woman in the place where people’s eyes were heading.

“… ….”

She was a little short woman.

He was in the middle between a teenager and an adult.

However, the body proportions were excellent.

Being a bit small has never been a disadvantage.

The woman was wearing a short skirt with white clothes on.

Because it was summer, it was quite cool.

I thought it was a popular fashion these days.

But there is something strange about it.

That is the fact that he is wearing sunglasses.

Even though it was inside the cafe, he didn’t take off his sunglasses.

The sunglasses were quite large, covering half of the face.

He also wore a wide-brimmed hat tightly pressed down.

That’s why I can’t see the woman’s face properly.

Only the outline of her face was barely visible.

Would people’s attention be drawn to him because he was wearing sunglasses and a wide-brimmed hat inside the cafe?

No, it’s not at all.

It was because of that appearance that I couldn’t hide even when I was wearing a wide-brimmed hat and sunglasses that half covered my face.

The slender jaw line peeking out between the hat and sunglasses, the tall nose bridge, and cherry-like lips prove that the woman is a woman of a considerable level of beauty.

The face was small, the skin soft, and the shape was alive and breathing. She was a beauty that could be recognized at a glance.

Even if she hid her face, she couldn’t hide that unique feeling.

Presence or atmosphere?

She was just sitting quietly, but she felt an unknown arrogance and charisma.

As if reminiscent of a femme fatale, she was a woman who oozes charm that strangely attracts people.

I wondered if the flowers on the cliff were like that.

The woman sat with her legs crossed near the window, staring silently out of her window.

With one hand on her chin, she stared at the window endlessly, as if she was waiting for someone.

She was passing the boring time by examining the people passing by outside the window.

People peeked at the woman and whispered in small voices.

A short distance away, a group of men shouted, “Hey, hey. Shall I get her number?” He said with arrogance.

Then some men who seemed to be friends said, “Arthur. Will it be your face? Do you look like a celebrity?” He laughed at the man.

The girls said, “Hey. Isn’t that all plastic surgery?” With the word, he denigrated the woman.

The swelling on her face didn’t go down, so she was constantly shaving away at her, such as saying that she was wearing sunglasses, and that she was actually ugly.

I wondered why he hated women so much, and I was blinking my eyes with a puzzled look on my face. Isn’t that the male barista the female students liked looking at her?

The female students deserved to be jealous.

“Hey, am I really going to visit?”

“Yes, yes. f*ck if you get the number, I’ll shoot you tonight.”

“f*ck. Am i confident? Look at my face.”

“What?”

At that time, a man jumped up from his seat.

Is it because of his warm-looking appearance?

He seemed a little bit confident that he was.

As the man was about to move slowly to talk to the woman, I took the first step.

It was to prevent unnecessary mishaps.

As I walked toward that woman, a pitying voice from behind said “Ah… ….” The exclamation pierced my ears and the women said, “What? What?” He showed curiosity.

It seemed that he was mistaken that he was approaching for the purpose of hunting.

People’s curious eyes stuck like arrows.

Anyway, he seemed curious about how I would be kicked.

Why do you think it must be a car?

It was a bit of a sad moment.

‘By the way…… Hunting, …… Hunting.”

Suddenly, a sense of mischief fluttered in my heart.

‘…… Shall we pretend to be hunting for once?’

I didn’t think it was a big deal since it was a prank that would be caught soon anyway.

I wondered if this would be okay since he suddenly called me on a topic that I hadn’t heard from for a week.

Having made up my mind, I deliberately approached the woman at close range with unusual footsteps.

She needed to be careful because that woman could tell people apart just by the sound of her footsteps.

The woman just looked out of her window as if she had no interest even though I came to her side.

I really didn’t even have the slightest interest.

Seeing her like that, I slowly cleared her neck.

Large. After grabbing her neck once or twice, he greeted the woman in a lower-than-usual voice. With this tone of voice, no one knows who I am.

“How are you?”

“… ….”

Remain silent.

Ignoring it.

I don’t even have the slightest interest.

“Hey?”

“… ….”

I tried to speak once more, but to no avail.

I heard people giggling in the back.

Women say, “It’s black, it’s black.” And the group of men said, “Hey, did I say I’d be black?” I flirted with the words.

…… They do it too much.

I scratched my temple once as if in trouble, then continued to speak to the woman in a rather low tone of voice.

“Are you here alone?”

“… ….”

“I’ve been sitting alone ever since.”

“… ….”

I couldn’t tell if she had been sitting alone since before, but judging by her personality, she had a habit of arriving much earlier than the usual appointment time and waiting, it was clear that she had been waiting for me for more than a few tens of minutes today.

“Are you waiting for a friend?”

“… ….”

“I don’t usually say things like this, but I really like that. If you’re not rude, could you give me your phone number?”

“… ….”

I was just staring out the window, ignoring the continued questioning.

‘If you’ve done this much, you’d probably look at it at least once…….’

I really don’t look at it once.

The woman had no interest in me.

A bored expression on a grave face.

She adhered to her inorganic attitude to the point where I wondered if she was the one I knew.

Because he usually only showed shy smiles in front of me, this kind of face was quite unfamiliar.

Of course, I knew it to some extent because I had been with her before, but I thought she was a little better because she was with Mina and I witnessed her play small pranks a few times…….

In a place where Mina and I are not, you are indifferent to others as before.

More than just indifference, he seemed to hate others.

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That kind of feeling where you don’t even have the same interest because you don’t like it.

“…… Hey.”

I stared at her for a moment, then suddenly she raised her voice.

Since she kept responding without a response, she stretched out her hand toward the woman with a slight sense of self-respect.

I wanted to see how he would react if I touched him directly.

Of course, he said he would touch her body, but at best he intended to place his hand gently on her shoulder. However, considering her usual personality, she couldn’t help but feel a little worried. Because she didn’t like it that much.

“When a person speaks, listen… ….”

“The hand.”

It was the moment she put her hand on her shoulder.

“Don’t touch me.”

The woman who had been quietly staring at her window reacted first.

A terrifying voice pierced my ear.

As if piercing her brain with a needle, an incomprehensible sense of incongruity and a chilling voice shook her skull, causing her downy hair and hair to rise spontaneously.

It’s been a long time since she spoke so coldly to me.

It wasn’t like this when I first met her in her old days.

Her old memories flashed through her mind, but now was not the time to be immersed in thoughts of the past, so she shook her head and came to her senses.

Anyway, just by putting her hand on her shoulder, she reacted so sharply.

Of course, she could have been quite offended when a strange man put her hand on her shoulder, but her reaction went beyond displeasure to the point where she felt even faint anger.

There was just no pitch in his voice, but an unknown anger was contained in it.

“If you touch my body one more time… ….”

Suddenly, she grabbed my wrist.

Small hands and long fingers like ferns.

It was the hand of a young girl who appeared to be in her mid to late teens.

However, holding her tightly like shackles was by no means an ordinary woman’s grip.

“…… I won’t let you go.”

The woman turned her head towards me with her stiff face.

Through the black sunglasses, reddish eyes could be seen vaguely.

Her menacing eyes stared at me…….

“So, when I say something nice…… ?”

Did you finally check my face?

The tail of her horse hovered fleetingly in the air without ending.

“Uh, huh?”

A brief exclamation was heard.

I blinked my big eyes.

She slipped her sunglasses off her face, looking pretty surprised.

I could clearly see the red eyes and face stained with bewilderment.

His eyes mixed with nervousness and anxiety flickered like candlelight.

“Sir, sir?”

“Wow. Do you have a temper?”

I smiled mischievously as she gently touched the wrist she was holding on to.

“This is true. I can’t speak because I’m afraid.”

“Oh, no, that…… Therefore… ….”

“Okay. I will never put a finger on you from now on.”

“Teacher…… It’s not like that…….”

He looked so puzzled that he doubted whether the person who had given off a cold reaction just before was the right person.

Like a startled rabbit, he was restless with his gray hair fluttering and his red eyes filled with nervous emotions.

Looking up at me with a bewildered expression as she wriggled her disoriented hands, it really reminded me of a puppy or a rabbit.

“I know what you mean. I will be careful in the future.”

“Stop, sir!”

The mischievous prank made her cry, and the people who were watching her couldn’t hide their surprised expressions.

Because as soon as her sunglasses came off, I recognized who she was in front of my eyes.

Looking at her with her eyes full of amazement and surprise, and in the midst of her whispering, a man inadvertently called her name out of her mouth.

“…… Seo, could it be Ryu Ye-rin?”

This gray haired woman’s name is Yerin Ryu.

As the main character of the biggest controversy these days, he was a D-rank hunter who claimed to be the heir of the family name and an illegitimate child.