Chapter 51: Under the Same Blanket.

Yu Sieun, with a pillow clutched in her arms, came to me.

The distance from the closet to the bed was only a few steps, but her gait was quite cautious.

It was to the point where someone might think that Yu Sieun had come to my house, instead of me sitting on Yu Sieun’s bed.

….

Now, some time had passed even after Yu Sieun’s broadcast ended, and the clock was pointing to midnight.

It was about time to go to bed for people who had to prepare for work or school tomorrow.

However, that wasn’t applicable to Yu Sieun and me.

Yu Sieun would be broadcasting tomorrow too.

And I would be going back home tomorrow and editing the Q&A content that had proceeded.

It was an amount of work that was too much to finish in one day, and too little to use two whole days on.

So it didn’t matter even if we stayed awake for a few more hours from now.

Yu Sieun had said, while suggesting to me earlier that I should stay the night, that we should talk.

To be a little more precise, stories that we can only say when we are looking at each other.

I wondered what kind of stories Yu Sieun was thinking of that we could only say when we were facing each other.

The stories that we had had on the night that we had the after-party were mostly about broadcasts.

Yu Sieun had made a declaration today that would be a big turning point for future broadcasts.

As such, I also wondered if she wanted to talk to me more about that.

I was thinking those thoughts until Yu Sieun came to me and sat next to me.

Yu Sieun’s bed was placed in the room with one side attached to the wall, according to standard space utilization.

Yu Sieun and I had initially been sitting perched on the edge, but as time passed, the position we were sitting in naturally changed.

I was on the side towards the wall, and Yu Sieun was leaning her back against the headboard of the bed with a blanket covering our legs together.

“Eunsol-ah, do you happen to remember when you first met me?”

It was now that we had settled a little more deeply into the bed than we had been earlier.

The story dealing with today was also trying to go to a little deeper place.

“I remember it. It’s the most intense experience I’ve had in front of a restaurant in my life.”

“……Is that so. Then what kind of feeling did you happen to have at that time?”

I quietly looked at Yu Sieun, wondering what she was trying to ask me.

“What kind of feeling…?”

“Hmm… First impressions? I had seen you in advance with the picture that Eunsol, you, sent at that time, but for you, seeing me at the restaurant at that time was the first time you had met me directly, right?”

First impressions.

It wasn’t a topic that was easy for me to answer.

It’s not like I had seen what kind of person Yu Sieun was for the first time at that time, after all.

The first time I had really seen Yu Sieun was in a similar way to the Ha Eunsol photo transmission incident, when Yu Sieun had felt my first impression.

The time when Yu Sieun had first done a camera broadcast was the moment I had first seen Yu Sieun’s appearance.

To be precise, it was a Yu Sieun from another world, not the Yu Sieun in front of me now, so that was what made the problem complicated.

“Why are you asking? It’s embarrassing to say….”

I threw a question at Yu Sieun to hear her exact intention, taking a little time as a result.

Yu Sieun, perhaps not having expected to receive a question from me in reverse, avoided my gaze as if she was a little embarrassed before parting her lips.

“After I turn on the camera in the future… I’m also a little worried about what kind of impression people will have of me.”

The words that came out of Yu Sieun’s mouth were so absurd that they shattered the sentences I was working hard to think of to describe Yu Sieun’s first impression.

“…Sieun unni.”

“U-, Um?”

“Did you perhaps not think deeply about doing camera broadcasts? I was wondering if you were regretting it or something since you made that declaration….”

Yu Sieun shook her head at my words.

“It’s not like that. If I didn’t like it, I wouldn’t have brought it up at all.”

Yu Sieun, after pausing for a moment, brought out her exact thoughts to me.

“It’s just… my appearance will probably be different from what the viewers were each imagining, right? So that’s why I was wondering what it was like in Eunsol, you’s case. It’s because you’re the only person who knows me right now.”

Yu Sieun seemed to have a little worry about shattering the viewers’ imaginations, rather than a repulsion towards camera broadcasts themselves.

In my view, it was a useless worry.

There was no room for rebuttal, so it was to the extent that I could convey my firm opinion to Yu Sieun.

I parted my lips with a resolute determination to correct her thoughts.

“If it’s that kind of worry, you don’t have to think about it.”

“U-, Um?”

Yu Sieun seemed a little flustered at my resoluteness, but I didn’t stop speaking.

“Sieun Unni. When you look at yourself, how pretty do you think you are?”

I started to take the steps to instill a correct perception in Yu Sieun.

Worrying about shattering imaginations.

Yu Sieun seemed to belong overwhelmingly to the former side of the type of person who was strict towards themselves and the type of person who was generous.

“…Me?”

“Yes. Unni.”

I was able to learn one fact through Yu Sieun, who was showing a reaction that seemed to say she was flustered.

It seemed that even pretty people can’t immediately say, ‘I’m pretty,’ when you ask them to their face how they think of themselves.

But they probably know the answer, right?

I had heard a story before that there wasn’t a woman who didn’t know that she was pretty.

Even so, Yu Sieun was only hesitating without giving an answer.

It seemed that it was difficult to say herself, so I had the thought that I should instill a correct perception in order to improve the confidence and resolve the worries of my employer.

“Sieun Unni. You are………….”

I started to say the elements that made up Yu Sieun slowly, one by one.

I didn’t have the literary talent to describe beauty by saying things like what her features were like.

That’s why, in order to correct Yu Sieun’s perception, I spoke the impressions I had when I had first seen Yu Sieun, which I had just been asked about.

I focused on telling Yu Sieun that sometimes, shattering imaginations can be a better thing.

After giving her a first impression that could be summed up as ‘You were prettier than I imagined’, Yu Sieun’s face gradually reddened.

Even though it was a room where only the light of the lamp was going around, it was to the extent that I could realize that.

Yu Sieun, by the time I finished speaking, was in a state where she had put her head down and couldn’t raise it.

I stopped talking, thinking that Yu Sieun had been sufficiently convinced that she was pretty enough that she didn’t have to care that the things viewers had imagined would be shattered.

It was an embarrassing task for me too, to tell someone about their beauty the whole time, and especially to that person themselves.

It took quite a bit of time until Yu Sieun, who had been making sounds like ‘uuu’ the whole time, raised her head again.

Seeing that, it seemed some of the embarrassment about the things we had just been talking about was also rising in me, so I also avoided her gaze.

It was after a little time had passed that Yu Sieun raised her head a little and threw a strange question at me.

It was a question in which the hesitation from when she had told me earlier that I should stay the night was dwelling.

“…Then, do I also fit your ideal type well?”

“Pardon?”

What I felt from Yu Sieun’s question was that it was irrelevant.

The topic of the conversation had suddenly jumped to my ideal type, and I couldn’t understand the context.

Perhaps sensing my reaction, Yu Sieun added an explanation to the question.

“No, it’s because you said ‘no comment’ and skipped over the ideal type question during the Q&A earlier. I was just curious….”

“Hmm… Doesn’t it depend on how you interpret the meaning of the word ‘ideal type’?”

“Huh?”

“Ideal type is a word that’s usually used in everyday life in connection with the preference for friends of the opposite s*x, lovers, right? It’s a little difficult to say that… That’s why I skipped over the question earlier.

It seemed like it was asking about the preference for the opposite s*x.”

“Why? Are you embarrassed?”

“No, it’s not that……..”

The word ‘ideal type’ was a word that was usually used in everyday life in connection with the preference for friends of the opposite s*x, lovers.

And for me now, it was a topic that I would really have to think about for a long time.

That’s why, I picked out what I could say for sure now and made it into a sentence.

It seemed Yu Sieun wanted to hear the answer to the ideal type question that I had skipped over from me now.

“…I’ve never thought about it. Things like an ideal type of man, I mean. That’s why I didn’t answer, or rather, that’s why I couldn’t.

If the meaning of ‘ideal type’ means the best image you can imagine, then Unni is a perfect fit for that.”

Yu Sieun, after hearing my words, said ‘Is that so,’ and nodded faintly.

Yu Sieun’s voice was also just as faint as that action.

As if her head was full of thoughts and she didn’t have any reserve power [TL Note: yeo-ryeok – energy or capacity] to use on speaking sentences.

Yu Sieun, who had seemed to have fallen into her own thoughts for a moment, shook her head strongly on her own a little later, and then put her gaze on me again.

“Sh-, Shall we talk about something else?”

“…You’re only going to hear about my ideal type? If we’re going to talk about this kind of story, we have to do it together!”

At my words, Yu Sieun smiled softly and said:

“I said it earlier, you know. Someone cute and pure. Eunsol, you also fit my ideal type well.”

Content that was like a joke, but as if it was a declaration.

The weight her voice contained was similar to when she had spoken about the future of the broadcast earlier.