Please Be Quiet And Take Off Your “Something” - Chapter 111

He was a boss who would take out his card only after ruining the party while pushing his employees towards the exit. Aka, party pooper.  Si-Jin did not care if people misunderstood that he was being stingy with the alcohol or protested that their behavior was not the worst. Broadly speaking, he rigorously crushed the immediate atmosphere for the sake of protecting the greater mood.

It was better for each person to walk home on their own two feet than to have an accident. It was better for him to get annoyed right away than to let it lead to an even more annoying situation. Si-Jin, who was naturally suspicious, was a pessimistic perfectionist who had to check everything directly to feel relieved.

No wonder it was tiring. So tiring and bothersome that he hated the recurring dinner parties even more. No matter how much Si-Jin reduced their frequency, once he was there, he still thought it was not enough.

As he listened to the drunken voices in surround sound, an uncontrollable irritation rose. It was unclear whether they were talking nonsense because they were drunk, or if they got wasted because they wanted to talk nonsense.

Si-Jin stared at the crowd of good-for-nothing surrounding Na-Yool. No, this feeling was certainly not because of her. And it certainly was not because he felt troubled facing her outside the company.

Certainly not, certainly not…

Inwardly absorbed in self-denial, Si-Jin’s agitation perspired through his solemn expression growing even colder. Na-Yool was innocent. But sitting at the center of those people that Si-Jin’s was glaring at, he lumped her together. Na-Yool wrongfully flinched at his ice-cold gaze. The painted smile hanging on her lips pitifully stiffened in an instant.

Si-Jin right away threw her a charming smile to make up for his mistake, and Na-Yool tensed lips relaxed. Around her, opinions on the pointless topic were still raging. She was the party star, and naturally, people did not forget to hand her out drinks without a break. Thanks to them, the awkward smile was still there.

Si-Jin was duly concurring with whatever Hyung-Wook sitting next to him was going on about, while he calculated the timing to blow off this party soon. Na-Yool was a better drinker than expected. Her face, which had easily blushed this morning, seemed fine with no redness. Despite laughing awkwardly, she neatly downed all drinks handed by her colleagues without refusing much of it.

Rather, it was not that she did not, but that she could not. She had just joined the company, so naturally it was hard to refuse. Even if she liked drinking, it did not seem to the extent of gulping down liters of alcohol in front of unfamiliar colleagues. Si-Jin thought so as he swiftly disregarded the fact that he was looking at her from a brand new perspective compared to other times.

Of course, he would probably be thoughtful as well even at other times ‒ meaning, even if it was another female employee. Holding to his principle, he would always put an end to such unsightly behaviors. However, it was a first for him to be displeased about it to this point, and one thought kept repeating as he examined her face…

“…I don’t date because I can’t but also because I do not want to.”

“Hey, what does that even mean!”

“Man or woman, just because you are at a marriageable age does not mean you must date.”

…On second thought, she seems quite pretty. Si-Jin slowly sipped his drink as he figured out one more reason behind the appalling dream which had been tormenting him for the past 10 days, instead of facing up his own feelings.

Although he never related to this affirmation in his entire life, it is said that when a man sees an attractive woman, it was the course of nature, or his primal instinct, to feel sexual desire and get aroused. From memory, Si-Jin had consistently ridiculed this statement by mocking that only beasts would do so.

But opening the lid after 30 years of existence, what a surprise to find out he also was one of those beasts! Unexpectedly, he was such a disappointing being.

Kim Na-Yool is attractive, and he is a man. Consequently, it is only natural for him to get hard like a pervert. Si-Jin tried to rationalize his situation through pathetic syllogistic reasoning.

As if.

If getting sexually stimulated was so easy, why did his life not go array sooner? Exactly. Si-Jin felt like his life got screwed. He tried to rationalize it in many ways, but none convinced him even a little. After that day, he masturbated every other day or two. Every time, the same face came to mind.

What the hell was this woman?! Who was she to him? Si-Jin was plagued with the feeling of turning into a filthy and obsequious pervert. His pride was so hurt that, grinding his teeth in self-disgust, he did not even dare make eye contact with her. So it turns out I am a pervert freak. A fucking kinky bastard who casually simulates sex scenes in his head with a completely clueless woman… No matter how he banged his head against the wall in shame, when Na-Yool was in front of him, an insidious impulse kept gripping his brain.

An irresistible urge. For him, who had lived believing he had everything perfectly under control, it was a concept he hated the most, even before getting mind-blown by his sudden erection.

For Si-Jin, this irresistible urge was undoubtedly synonymous with being out of control. Filled with both hatred and disgust towards the uncontrollable erection, he literally felt dicked. If not, what else? At this point, it truly was strange that his life did not get ruined long ago.

His expression grew even colder as he put his glass down. Hyung-Wook, who had been babbling for a while next to him, unconsciously flinched.

“Aren’t you what… 26 or 27? You should hurry to fall in love and get married.” [T/N: This is a background convo. The men are still discussing Na-Yool’s love life]

“I have no intention to get married yet, and I did not find anyone worthy either. Also, I don’t think it is right to meet someone just for the sake of marriage… And it seems a bit early for me.”

“Ms. Na-Yool, you’re not that young. Keep taking it slowly, and you might miss out on the good things!”

“That’s right. Time flies so quickly.”

“Each person has their own standards… personally, I think it’s too soon. Maybe in a few more years. If fate allows it, I might find a good man even after ten years. If not, well I guess I will live alone.”

“Ms. Na-Yool, think about the man! You should get married while you are this pretty, or else when you get married at an old age, what about your husband and children—”

“—It’s almost 11 pm, shall we leave soon?”

The sudden low voice was directed at Hyung-Wook, but few did not hear it. When the command in the guise of a suggestion was issued, the bunch of rowdy people piously listened to it while exchanging looks. Si-Jin made an example by lightly thrashing the two very drunk PDs. It was his usual way of ruining the dinner party atmosphere and making it so that no one would even feel like secretly going for a 2nd round.

Apparently familiar with such an ending, the employees left the bar without a single complaint. As for Si-Jin, he stood at the entrance after paying, observing the faintly staggering tipsy crowd in disapproval.

That is, until he found out that the woman for whom he had made everyone go home had been standing behind him.

Si-Jin made a face as if he had seen a ghost, and Na-Yool smiled brightly at him.

“Thank you, Mr. President.”

“What for?”

Maybe it was because it was only the two of them, or maybe because he felt like a pathetic pervert she would not even look at. Or maybe for fear that exchanging a few words would make him hard again. For whatever reason, the words came out stiff and brittle. He knew it himself and could only keep smiling to make up for it with his handsome face.