I Became My Ex-Girlfriend’s Summon

Chapter 14

14 – 14.

It was a summer day, with the first vacation just around the corner.

Yu-chan, who had come out for an overnight stay after a long time, was deeply asleep, busy preparing for his trip to the United States.

Beside him, Yeon-seo lay still like a corpse….

Swoosh. Suddenly, her eyes half-opened.

“……”

She had been waiting for Yu-chan to fall asleep all this time.

Yeon-seo gently sat up, confirming that Yu-chan’s breathing was steady.

Seeing that he didn’t even toss and turn, it seemed he wouldn’t wake up until morning.

‘…How cute.’

Softly, she kissed Yu-chan’s forehead and carefully slipped out from under the blanket.

Then, she took her and Yu-chan’s phones and went to the living room….

[Draw the unlock pattern.]

Yeon-seo was blocked by the lock screen on Yu-chan’s phone.

“……”

Of course, I couldn’t stop her from doing that.

Swoosh. Swoosh. In an instant, Yeonseo unlocked the phone and manipulated her own phone to install something on Yoochan’s phone.

It was the surveillance app she had used before.

[Installed.]

Erasing any trace and successfully committing the perfect crime, Yeonseo secretly returned Yoochan’s phone to its original state and came back to the living room.

Now it was time for her to comfortably peek into his private life.

“It’s all your fault.”

If she hadn’t made him so anxious from the beginning, none of this would have happened.

Not dropping out of school when they fought, and not stubbornly refusing to accept the phone?

Yeah, and after all that, she had to settle for a cheap, old second-hand phone.

Yeonseo thought she should be grateful that she was the one enduring and putting up with it.

“Where should I look?”

While calmly skimming through the call log, she suddenly paused at a familiar but strange name.

“Hanyeo-won?”

It wasn’t a name that a man would usually have, even if you gave it a hundred tries.

“……”

Lost in thought for a moment, Yeonseo immediately turned on the messenger to search for Hanyeo-won.

No different from before, there were traces of conversations until recently…

“…A woman.”

In his profile picture, there was a woman’s face floating.

“Hmm…”

With a cold face, Yeonseo glanced at the bedroom where Yoochan was sleeping and focused on the records with Hanyeorwon.

Soon, she discovered a surprising fact.

Hanyeorwon [Is your phone okay? Is it not acting up or anything?]

Me [Yeah, it’s fine. It seems like I’ve been taking good care of it.]

Hanyeorwon [I’ve been taking good care of it too, hahahaha.]

The previous owner of the used phone that Yoochan got separately was none other than Hanyeorwon.

Hanyeorwon [What are you doing?]

Me [Lying down and using my phone.]

Hanyeorwon [I’m bored, can I call you?]

Me [At this hour?]

Hanyeorwon [If you don’t want to… hm…]

Me [hahahaha, go ahead and call.]

Even since the day the phone was changed, Hanyeorwon had been contacting me almost every day.

Ironically, Yeonseo had never heard the name ‘Hanyeorwon’ even once.

“…Kang Yoochan…”

Realizing that Yoochan had been hiding Hanyeorwon’s identity, Yeonseo clenched her teeth tightly.

In that moment, overwhelmed by a tremendous sense of betrayal, my mind went blank. I had the impulse to storm into the room and give him a good beating until he came to his senses…

But soon enough, my thoughts shifted, and my anger found a new target.

Why did Kang Yoo-chan hide the existence of Hanryowon?

According to the recent messages exchanged between the two, Hanryowon knew about the existence of Mayeonseo.

Hanryowon: “How’s your girlfriend these days?”

Me: “Same as always.”

In other words, despite knowing that Yoo-chan had a boss, I continued to stay in touch with him.

Just this fact alone was enough to warrant a death sentence, but I went a step further and subtly tarnished Yonseo’s reputation.

Hanryowon: “You’re always using money to resolve things. You don’t understand anything about feelings.”

Hanryowon: “Wow… that’s gaslighting.”

Hanryowon: “I’m telling you as a friend, wake up. Don’t get hurt later.”

It felt like I was waiting for a breakup.

“That son of a b*tch….”

Yonseo could easily sense that Hanryowon had a liking for Yoo-chan.

Above all, the frequency of their contact was clear evidence.

Out of nineteen times, it was Hanryowon who sent the first message, and she also made the majority of the phone calls.

She was blatantly flirting, and Yoo-chan, who knew nothing, was accepting everything like a fool!

“I should have forced him to change back then, even if it was against his will.”

Regret filled Yonseo as she bit her lips tightly.

The only silver lining was that, for now, Yoo-chan didn’t seem to have any feelings for Hanryowon beyond friendship.

Literally, that’s the only fortunate thing. If it had gone that far….

“…sigh….”

Yeonseo placed her hand on her forehead, acknowledging that she had been too careless all this time.

She should have followed the advice she received before and either attached someone to her or prevented them from going to school altogether.

“…It’s the end of being accommodating.”

Having made up her mind, Yeonseo thought that it was necessary to firmly imprint it in Yuchan’s mind as well.

The only person who suits him….

Is none other than Ma Yeonseo.

It was a weekend with only a few days left before the vacation.

After spending the whole weekend with Ma Yeonseo, I had returned home to rest before going to school.

“That guy. Isn’t he actually a succubus or something?”

Somehow, she had been more fiercely demanding than usual.

As if she were an angry person, rough and violent.

Because of that, all my energy was sucked away, leaving me with no strength to even flick my finger.

“I should sleep early today….”

As I fell into exhaustion and tried to regain my energy.

Buzz… Buzz…

Suddenly, a message came in.

“Who could it be?”

I quietly reached out my hand and checked my phone.

“Hanryeowon?”

Since she would often contact me out of the blue, I absentmindedly opened the messenger app…

“?!”

In an instant, my sleep was completely shattered by the two pictures that appeared on the screen.

They were selfies of her taken in front of a mirror.

And not just any ordinary selfies…

They were full-body pictures of her wearing a bikini.

Hanryeowon [Which one is prettier?]

It turned out that she was asking me to choose the prettier one between the two pictures.

“Is she crazy?”

My face started to burn, and I hurriedly sent a reply.

Me [What the hell? You scared me.]

Then, it seemed like she was also opening the messenger app, as the “read” notification appeared, and a new message came back.

Hanryeowon [ㅋㅋ]

Hanryeowon [So, which one is prettier? I want to return the less pretty one.]

Me [Why are you asking me that?]

Hanryeowon [You’re the only one I can ask ㅠㅠ]

For a moment, I was speechless and sent an emoticon with a question mark.

Hanryeowon [ㅋㅋAnyway, hurry up and choose. I need to return this now.]

I [Just return both of them. What kind of bikini is this? Wear a modest rash guard instead.]

Han Rye Won [But rash guards aren’t pretty.]

It’s not completely wrong.

Compared to a rash guard, a bikini…

“No, this won’t do.”

I quickly regained my senses and firmly stated.

I [Stop talking nonsense and buy a rash guard.]

Then, there was no response for a while, and I thought they had quietly given up.

Han Rye Won [I also want to attract guys!]

After all the talk about being pretty. In the end, this was the real reason.

I [This person. Finally showing their true intentions.]

Han Rye Won [Please help me… I don’t know guys’ preferences as a virgin ㅠㅠ]

Feeling sorry for their situation, I reluctantly agreed to help this time and calmly compared the photos.

“Guy’s preferences…”

The first one was a beige bikini with a simple design.

It accentuated a sensational figure that was not inferior to most models, even though it was slightly less revealing than Mayunseo.

On the other hand, the second one…

“…Isn’t this just underwear?”

Even with a quick glance, it was a very awkward design.

The fabric covered much less area, both on the top and bottom, and the colors were so vibrant that all attention was drawn to certain areas.

My preference is the second one, but no matter how much I think about it, the first one is the right choice.

Me: [First beige.]

Hanyeorwon: [Is the second one not good?]

Me: [It’s too much.]

Hanyeorwon: [Is it too much…?]

Me: [Yes, definitely beige.]

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After a moment of consideration, Hanyeorwon expressed her gratitude.

Having seen this and that, I decided to wish her success in her dating business.

Hanyeorwon: [Ah, I’ll give you a photo as a gift. hehehe.]

…I don’t think I need that.

On a typical weekday, I returned.

“Yoochan, let’s go together!”

“I don’t mind. What about your friends?”

“Ah… they told me to go ahead.”

“Is that so?”

Once again, I decided to go home with Hanyeorwon.

I vaguely felt that she wanted to come with me on purpose, but I didn’t refuse.

Going home with a friend is not a big deal.

“But, what do guys usually do when they go on a date?”

“Well, I tend to go along with my girlfriend’s preferences.”

“Oh, I see. A considerate man?”

“Not really. It’s just that I’ve gotten used to it.”

Since Hanryeo-won started picking out bikinis, she has shown more interest in dating.

When she was younger, she had no interest, and as a trainee, she was too busy to even think about it. But now that she has some free time, she wants to give it a try, maybe?

It wasn’t anything strange, but as someone who was watching from the side, I felt a bit frustrated.

It was because she was rejecting every guy who approached her.

“I don’t like him because of this. I don’t like him because of that. I even dislike him for being too good-looking.” She kept making excuses to postpone dating.

It was really annoying.

“Doesn’t she like anyone?”

In my opinion, which is 100% accurate, there is a high probability that she has someone she likes separately…

If she really wants it, she should make a move herself.

“She’ll figure it out on her own.”

That’s how it was, just like any other day, as we chatted and headed towards the school gate.

“Hey, I heard there’s a ridiculously pretty girl in front of the gate.”

Suddenly, the voices of male students passing by caught my attention.

“How pretty is she?”

“She’s tall, has a great figure. They say she looks like a celebrity.”

“Really?”

“But they also say she looks really scary.”