Became an American Retro Novelist - Chapter 244



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244.

I could vividly feel the desperate courage required to speak.

Her hands were trembling and her face was bright red. She was wearing a comfortable one-piece dress, but her hair had not changed much from the style she had received while performing the play. Looking at them, I could feel how desperately Alexa had tried to look pretty to me.

Men tend to melt when they know the heart of such a woman.

And I felt the same way.

Alexa’s thoughts and heat seemed to be transmitted straight through the tips of her fingers. As her fingers burned, an electric shock followed, sending a strong pumping sensation through my heart.

It was honestly hard to bear to read the numerous contexts and pure messages felt in each of her actions.

Why wouldn’t I think about it?

The fact is that the shotgun and all that has been passed over until now was just an excuse.

There was a reason for that. And I thought it was the right thing to do.

But now it was different.

Alexa mustered up the courage to say this first, probably the greatest courage of her life. That’s why I knew this wasn’t a situation where I could just fumble around and use the shotgun excuse like I’ve been doing.

I’m sorry. I made you wait for me to do this first.

As I remained silent, the strength slowly drained from Alexa’s fingertips.

This time I used my strength to grab his finger.

“······?!”

She suddenly raised her half-bowed head as if she was startled.

“What, what, say something······.”

“Just stay like this for a moment.”

“eww······.”

Oh, shit. I really need to get my mind together now.

Alexa’s reaction was so cute right now that I felt like taking her somewhere if I let my guard down for a moment. But I know. Right now, Alexa’s courage is coming out through the medium of alcohol. That’s why today is not the day.

Because I like it so much.

Because she was someone I really liked and cherished, and because I knew more about the bitter side of life than she did, I knew that today was not the right time. Now that I was at an age where I knew that ‘firsts’ should always be precious and wonderful experiences, I picked out what to say to Alexa and opened my mouth.

“Alexa.”

“Uh, yeah.”

“Do you happen to have a day when your schedule is completely empty?”

“This week, Thursday? Why?”

“Shall we go on a date that day? Until the next day.”

“Uh, yeah······?”

“I’ll book a nice hotel for you. That day, we’ll do whatever we want and have dinner there too.”

“······Why? Not today?”

“Yeah. No.”

“Why, kid?”

We don’t want to make an Old Fashioned as our first memory.

You, the sweet sugar, and me, the bitter bitters, just those two are enough. There is no need to mix alcohol in between. Just like our past times.

But instead of explaining, I said this.

“It’s your first time. I want to make it precious.”

“······.”

“I’m sorry. I gave you courage first.”

“Oh, no! Yeah, yeah. I understand······. Completely.”

We slowly clasped hands under the table.

······Anyway, I have a feeling that something amazing will happen tomorrow morning when Alexa sobers up.

***

My premonition turned out to be correct.

The next morning, after I came home from my run, I got a phone call.

“Yes, I got the call.”

[······omg.]

“hello?”

[Old, this is the National Tax Service.]

It was Alexa.

[Excuse me, is there a Jjiwoo branch? It’s about tax-related issues······.]

“······.”

I decided to pretend not to know for her honor(?).

“I’ll change it for you.”

[······Don’t lie! Everyone knows I’m Alexa! Eww!]

“······.”

Alexa broke down in the face of the overwhelming reality, and I silently handed the call over to Jiwoo.

The hamster looked startled for a moment and then spoke with a serious expression. Then he hung up the phone and came to me.

“What happened yesterday?”

“What did Alexa say?”

“He asked if we could meet briefly at night after the performance?”

“I see. Go and comfort her.”

“What happened?”

“······Ask him directly.”

If I tell you in advance, the atmosphere will just become strange.

In a situation like this, it seemed best to leave it to Alexa, so I turned around without saying anything further.

······Let’s go and write something.

But, that guy. I wonder if he woke up and had some ridiculous delusion that he was somehow inadequate as a woman. Should I have been more specific about that yesterday?

No, I had a hard time maintaining my sanity there, desperately trying to worry about this and that.

“······Ugh.”

I stood halfway up the stairs, leaning against the railing, resting my forehead on it and mumbling to myself.

Bitters and all, the words are flashy. I am also sugar. No, maybe all humans live with sugar in their hearts.

“I have a feeling that something really big is going to happen.”

Jiwoo smiled broadly as he passed by me.

***

Alexa had a dream(?).

It was a memory from when I was with other models at KH Agency.

Most of them are women in their early to mid 20s, an age when they are very interested in the opposite sex.

Alexa spent her time chatting with them about the men they were dating, as they became more than just co-workers thanks to their unique superpowers.

Alexa, who didn’t say ‘SEEN’ to her partner, had hinted to them that she was dating someone.

It was only natural that the senior models would become interested in the love life of a young friend who was so lovable, cute, and talented.

That’s why I kept digging.

Starting with how they met (I screamed in delight when I heard that they were friends in high school, but then gave them realistic advice like, ‘Oh, but don’t go that far.’), how they dated, what gifts they received, and other stories.

In front of him, Alexa just spoke honestly.

[Date? Going to a comic book store, going window shopping at a department store together.]

[What? What’s a comic book store?]

[Oh, that, that’s where it is. A place that sells comic books······.]

[A man takes you there?!]

[Kill him! I have to kill him!]

······God must have guessed that there must have been a reason when Alexa suddenly brought up the topic of progress in their relationship.

And as expected, these are probably 99% of the reason Alexa has had such a subtle change of heart lately.

Everything else was fine.

‘It’s fun to read comic books together and play with Doopi and his friends there.’

I didn’t really think much about it until then.

[Do you do this often?]

[Huh? What?]

[Sex ● Talk. ● How much is it?]

[······huh?]

[Ugh, sex. It’s so important. Are you good at it?]

[Huh?!]

Alexa was frozen in stone and could only squeak.

And the models who saw that reaction were embarrassed and asked back.

[······No way, not yet?]

[Didn’t you say that you’ve been dating for quite some time?]

[Oh, how could that be? Surely, there must be some problem with the man······.]

[Wait a minute. Is this your first time either?]

[Oh, I, well, that’s true, but I don’t know what it’s like over there······.]

[So cute······ No, but do hot-blooded guys usually hold it in so well? Even for me, when I had my first experience, Michael was like a bear that had starved for 3 days in the backyard of the gym······.]

What on earth is it?

What on earth was Michael doing, like a bear that had been starving for three days?

Alexa woke up imagining the god looking like a bear that had been starving for three days.

And the first words she spoke were:

“It’s done.”

Even though I couldn’t control my body, my memories were vivid. To a miserable degree.

‘Gyaaaaaaah-!’ She screamed at the top of her lungs, and her parents and Denzel came running to her. While she was in the arms of her family, she couldn’t say anything about what happened, but she tried to cover it up by saying that something big had happened. Her father misunderstood her words and stopped her from grabbing the pistol, mentioning that his daughter came home drunk the day before.

After somehow managing to get her mind and situation in order, Alexa called Jiwoo and left the house right away. Of course, she never spoke to anyone else in the middle of the conversation. Never.

There was a play performance this evening, so I had to go to the theater in the late afternoon.

But the first place she headed was the KH Agency office.

It was a place where the masterminds(?) who made Alexa Flair unable to bear it anymore and ask God for a one-night stand just for the two of them gathered.

““““What the-?!”””

The four models who heard the story screamed in unison as if they were astonished.

In front of him, Alexa was speechless and couldn’t continue.

At times like this, the representative, Karl Hobbs, would quickly and secretly move away, so the models were completely excited like fish in water and were able to have a comfortable girls’ talk time while taking out the snacks that Karl had secretly hidden away.

“Are you crazy?! The girl was the one who made the first move?!”

“Wow······ Didn’t you say he’s the same age as you?”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

“A player, a player.”

“Are you a player?”

“Yeah, it’s a response that goes beyond being adult-like and shows maturity. You really know how to make people impatient.”

“Normally, there is no man who would let that happen.”

“Oh, but isn’t that a bit too much? A pretty girl like this is sending me signals while she’s drunk and trying to get me to have sex, and you’re holding back on it? Isn’t that too much?”

“You want to make it precious since it’s your first time. I can understand that.”

“Graham, the first time should be romantic. I like it gentle.”

“No matter how strongly a young man denies it, if a woman does that, she will rush at him like a bear that has been starved for three days after meeting someone who has been covered in honey all over her body.”

“I completely agree.”

“Didn’t you say that guy went to Stanford and looked good in a suit?”

“Ugh, Intelli, a cold city man who looks good in a suit······.”

“But it will be warm for my woman.”

“Now it’s perfect when it’s hot in bed!”

Models screaming out loud, “Gyaaaaak!”

In front of him, Alexa looked even more clueless.

In fact, it had to be that way.

For one reason or another, especially because of their looks, the agency’s models are more likely to have had more male experience, but the oldest among them is barely in her late twenties. It’s still a bit early to develop her own philosophy.

Aside from the knowledge of ‘ex-boyfriends’ that everyone has personally encountered, all they have is a vague idea of ​​what a ‘cool guy’ is, and their experience of filtering and spitting out what that is is actually at the level of their age group. Because of that, they couldn’t help but be unable to clearly explain God’s actions.

Whether he is a player, a pure being, a gentleman.

In the end, there was only one choice available to women in their 20s, who were more sensitive to fashion than anyone else.

“Alexa, didn’t you say there was a show later?”

“Huh? Oh, yes.”

“What about tomorrow?”

“There’s a show on Wednesday too······.”

Alexa was double cast, so she only attended the performances on Mondays, Tuesdays, and Wednesdays, rested on Thursdays, and devoted herself to filming the movie on Fridays, Saturdays, and Sundays.

“Then come tomorrow at lunchtime. Let’s go shopping for clothes together. And cosmetics too.”

“Huh? Suddenly?”

“Yeah! That would be great! You’re all good, but you’re so plain!”

“If you want to attract a man, you need fragrance, kid.”

“Squirt a pheromone perfume that men are crazy about! Wear sexy clothes with heels that are over 10cm high and shoulder pads that are as sexy as they can be! And on Thursday mornings, go to the hair salon and get an incredible perm! Men would go crazy!”

“Men are dying from perms and hair dye. Haha, the makeup looks really fancy too······!”

“······Oh my.”

Alexa began to be persuaded by KH Agency models.

***

Time flies by in the blink of an eye, Thursday.

Denzel Flair, who recently took on a few more illustration outsourcing projects, took a vacation from work because of a tight deadline and woke up early in the morning to draw.

In fact, the pay here has gotten quite lucrative, so I was thinking that it would be okay to leave Torrance New Media, but lately, I have been feeling that the CEO, Remy Martin, has been overly toxic, so I have been hesitating whether to stay a little longer.

Anyway, while he was drawing a piece that was due this weekend, he heard a strange sound.

Crunch! Crunch!!

A tremendous, crashing sound, like a wooden floor being destroyed.

Wondering what was going on, he followed the familiar path to find the source of the noise, and for the first time in his life, he couldn’t help but gape in bewilderment.

“······?”

His only sister, dressed in makeup that looked like something out of the Rocky Horror Picture Show, turned to look at him.

“······Hey, Alexa?”

“Oh, Denzel. I’ll be back.”

“Where······?”

“A date with a god. Oh, and keep it a secret from your parents. I lied and said I was going to sleep over at my friend’s house today. Will Denzel understand? By the way, how am I doing today?”

“······.”

“Joe, do you seem a little more mature?”

I don’t think it’s human.

Denzel, who was about to say something like that, could only smile silently, his throat creaking instead.

As I watched Alexa’s appearance, which seemed to embody Suzy’s fear in ‘Mother’, I had a premonition that if I answered incorrectly, I would be punished without even being able to eat my bones.

Alexa, who had misunderstood the reaction, had a satisfied expression on her face and slowly stumbled down the stairs.

A pair of stiletto heels with ornate gold leaf.

A daring tight skirt that rises above the knees.

A hot pink jacket with excessive shoulder padding that looks like it would cut you if you brushed against it.

I went to the hair salon early in the morning, and had three stylists come over to blow dry my blonde hair with rollers and hair dryers, and added high heels to make me look 20 centimeters taller.

Even what about makeup?

She applied eye shadow thickly, her lips were a passionate red, and she applied foundation all over her face, shading deeply like a character from a hard-boiled film.

Alexa’s face now looks like she could appear on Cirque du Soleil right now.

Although I thought it was strange inside, people tend to be more swayed by other people’s words when they are anxious.

Alexa accepted the words of the beauty salon teacher who was leaving for Busan, saying that she had become so pretty that she could appear on the cover of a magazine, as if it were a revelation from God.

Finally, the man finished all preparations by taking out the pheromone perfume his colleagues had recommended from his small bag and spraying it more than a dozen times, saying, “This is going to be great.”

Alexa tensed her whole body and took a deep breath.

It was like the spirit of a warrior who had finished his war paint to go out to the battlefield.

“Okay. Perfect.”

When the appointed time came, God’s car, which appeared like a knife, stopped in front of the house. Alexa watched God get out of the driver’s seat through the gap in the curtain.

And only after waiting exactly 5 minutes as the models advised, did I go out.

······Through the glass door next to the front door, Shin noticed that ‘something’ was moving around anxiously inside the house, but he didn’t know that it was Alexa and only guessed that it was ‘Denzel’s Sasquatch that he raises as a hobby.’

So the two people finally met each other.

Shin, who was wearing only a shirt and a jacket, thought to himself.

‘Don’t run away. Don’t run away. Don’t run away. Don’t run away. Don’t run away. Don’t run away. Don’t run away. Don’t run away. Don’t run away. Don’t run away. Don’t run away.’

Alexa, who had stumbled and approached the god, greeted him shyly.

“Oh, hello? The weather is nice today.”

“······Uh, yeah. Today······you’re pretty.”

No matter how much you think of yourself as ‘bittersweet’, in a situation like this, you can’t help but show your ‘sugar’ side.

Alexa, who had misunderstood the fact that she had turned her head to hide her expression as embarrassment and shouted inwardly, “Okay!”, got into the car in high spirits.

After a while, Denzel watched the back of the car leaving the flare house from afar and thought.

‘They said it was going to rain later.’

I hope it’s okay.