Chapter 84. What Are We? (3)

Translator: Aura

When Joon-Seob finally came out of the bathroom, he nodded to Lee-Seob the instant he saw him outside and raised his hand as if to indicate that he could come in. Joon-Seob then walked past him.

“Managing Director Tae Joon-Seob.”

“Yes, Director Tae Lee-Seob.”

He turned around. The tone of his reply was mocking, but Lee-Seob wouldn’t waste time on that.

“So, you leave me the responsibility of the marriage the chairman wants, while you date your baby-like girlfriend until next year and then marry her comfortably?”

“Is that a problem?”

“You pressured me in front of everyone to get married soon. You know that whoever the wife is will suffer in this family because she wouldn’t fit in easily, while you keep your ‘baby’ away.”

“Not exactly…”

Joon-Seob tilted his head slightly, thought for a moment, and continued,

“Do you really think I could marry first? In any case, I don’t want Yeon Wookyung to have to deal with the problems here. She wouldn’t do well.”

“Who does it well?”

“Aunt Seonae.”

“Do you think she does it because she likes it?”

“Forget it. You came to pee, right? Go into the bathroom at once.”

At the word ‘pee’, Lee-Seob’s attention involuntarily shifted to Joon-Seob’s lower body. The nagging question of size, which had plagued him since yesterday, resurfaced. He couldn’t help but wonder if Joon-Seob was similarly endowed.

A memory came to mind as his eyes were fixed on Joon-Seob’s crotch.

Lee-Seob usually detested sharing bathroom facilities with others. He found it unhygienic. He couldn’t stand the idea of sitting naked and sweating in a sauna with someone else. To avoid such situations, whether after working out or playing golf, he always sought out solitary shower stalls or private bathrooms, if possible.

But about two years ago, he ran into Joon-Seob in a hotel sauna at dawn, a time when no one should be there. Instinctively, his eyes went to Joon-Seob’s m*mber.

— Damn, it’s similar to mine.

He remembered thinking that.

‘So how can he be happy? Why doesn’t his girlfriend reject him?’

This was a mystery to him.

“What are you staring at like that?”

Joon-Seob frowned at Lee-Seob, who was lost in thought with his gaze fixed on his crotch. Given the situation, he decided to ask frankly.

“Don’t the size make you uncomfortable?”

“Pfft.”

An incredulous laugh escaped Joon-Seob’s mouth.

“What do you want me to recommend? Underwear? Cond*ms?”

While Lee-Seob hesitated on how to respond, Joon-Seob showed kindness, whether in jest or in earnest.

“Domestic sizes are very uncomfortable. Should I tell you the brand? I have many new ones. I could give you a few if you want.”

‘I also always buy underwear from a specific foreign brand. Should I have done the same with cond*ms? Was the cond*m I used last night too small? So, wasn’t it so uncomfortable and painful for everyone? Oh heck…’

When Lee-Seob clicked his tongue bitterly, Joon-Seob asked,

“Wait, don’t tell me you need cond*ms, Tae Lee-Seob?”

It wasn’t quite mocking, but it was teasing.

“What’s the problem? I can’t date?”

“Oh.”

Joon-Seob’s mouth opened and his eyebrows raised.

“By the way.”

“Yes.”

Hesitantly, Lee-Seob asked in complete ignorance. He did his best to make his voice sound as calm and dignified as possible,

“Women like it big, right?”

Joon-Seob’s expression changed subtly. His brow was furrowed, but it looked like he was holding back a laugh.