If You Raise Three Idols Well, They Will Confess Their Love

47 – Why are you taking off your pants, you crazy b*tch?

Episode 47

Winter and I entered the orphanage, the stage for the bubble shower cake.

“Are you there?”

“… .”

However, the atmosphere was different from what I expected.

As this is a place where the granddaughter of a chaebol does volunteer work, I expected a daycare center with good facilities, but on the outside it looked quite poor.

Does this mean that even if you allow your granddaughter to serve, you will not be able to support her?

Or did you choose a place that seemed particularly poor?

If you’re doing volunteer work to improve your image anyway, wouldn’t it be okay to provide some money?

It’s not like I don’t have money, so why do I do that?

It was difficult to understand the thoughts of rich people.

The grounds inside were not properly maintained, so there were swings that were rusty and had broken chains.

No matter how many times I called people there, there was no answer, so I walked towards the front door.

When I looked inside the slightly opened front door, there was a bulletin board decorated with colored paper and non-woven fabric.

This too had faded and turned white, as if it had not been maintained well.

It was not only poor, but even a little bit naughty.

“… “Can I hold Teacher Taeyang’s hand?”

Winter, perhaps frightened by the strange atmosphere, held out her hand with trembling eyes.

“Are you scared?”

“no! It’s not that I’m scared, it just seems a little creepy… .”

On the outside, they seemed very scared, as if they would scoff at stories about ghosts.

However, it was a bit funny to see him bluffing and pretending to be fine. Seeing Winter like that made me feel a little playful.

“Wow!”

“Hey!”

When I suddenly shouted and slightly startled him, Winter clasped her hands, trembled, and closed her eyes tightly.

“They said it wasn’t scary.”

“… .”

Winter couldn’t answer and just cried. However, his hand was still stretched out.

I smiled a little and held his hand.

“This isn’t some sort of psychic spot, so why are you so scared? A place where people live… .”

“Who are you?”

At that time, a woman appeared from behind and spoke to me.

It was a woman with long black hair and a face as white as a ghost.

“Heeek!” Ghost!”

Winter screamed, falling backwards as if in a faint.

The hand he was holding trembled as if it had received an electric shock.

“Winter, calm down! It’s a person! person!”

… When you say that, I’m scared too

“… Oh, it was a person. “I’m really sorry for being rude.”

Winter said, wiping away slightly accumulated tears and cold sweat.

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The ghost girl stared at us.

I apologized to Winter because I thought she felt uncomfortable with her reaction.

“I’m sorry for my rude response. “Because we are both a bit scared.”

The ghost woman spoke in a voice without a high pitched voice.

“Who are you?”

It had a gloomy appearance that matched the shabby atmosphere of the orphanage.

I said, trying to remain as calm as possible.

“The introduction is late. “This is Seon Tae-yang, who told me that I would be doing volunteer work today.”

Winter bowed at the waist by bending 90 degrees.

“It’s the middle of winter.”

As if it was natural, he held my hand.

“These are the two people the director was talking about. “Please come this way.”

The ghost woman said that and started walking down the hallway.

Winter shivered as she looked at her like that and whispered into my ear.

“Teacher Taeyang! I can’t hear that person’s footsteps! “Could it be a real ghost?”

“It’s just technology. “Not a ghost.”

“The technique of not making footsteps? “So, is he a ninja?”

Winter, who was shivering, changed her attitude and suddenly began to look at the ghost girl with expectant eyes.

I mercilessly shattered those expectations.

“You wouldn’t be a ninja in 21st century Korea. Maybe he’s a dancer? “There are steps in the dance that reduce the sound of footsteps.”

“… “You were a dancer.”

“Okay, so you’re relieved, right? Well then, let’s let go now.”

How long do you plan on holding on, winter? Let’s think about how we will appear to those around us.

“… “Can’t you just hold on a little longer?”

“no.”

“oh… .”

I used my free hand to forcefully let go of Winter’s hand.

Winter, who was looking at her left hand with empty eyes, looked at me and grabbed the sleeve of my shirt.

It was a bit pitiful to even remove that, so I just pretended not to notice.

The ghost woman led us into a small, narrow, but neatly organized room.

Looking at the nameplate on the desk, it seemed like it was being used as the director’s office.

“First, please sit on the guest sofa.”

We followed her lead and carefully sat down on the old sofa.

The ghost woman was standing in front of us instead of sitting.

As I sat on the sofa and looked at the ghost girl, I could clearly see her appearance, which I had been unable to pay attention to due to the gloomy atmosphere.

Her long, flowing, silky black hair exuded the unique elegance that comes from well-maintained hair.

The face, which has sharp lines and appears cold at first glance, gives a gloomy feeling when combined with pure white skin, but thanks to the perfect formative beauty, it feels elegant.

I thought that if I modeled the most beautiful Asian face using computer CG, it would look like that.

If you ask me what an attractive face is, there will be different opinions, but if you ask me what a perfect face is, I would choose that woman.

It was the highest praise I could give, considering that she still had the immaturity of being a girl.

The white dress reminiscent of a traditional Korean dress was an inexpensive bonded garment that could be purchased for 50,000 won online.

Looking at the closing status, it will never exceed 100,000 won.

However, the accessories that were not easily visible were different.

These were all luxury goods boasting extremely high prices.

Just looking at that headband made of metal and black velvet, it was a Schnell headband.

It’s probably worth about 2 million won.

However, such luxury goods were not seen overtly but naturally blended into the atmosphere.

If I hadn’t continuously studied fashion brands for sponsorship purposes, I wouldn’t have known even 10% of those accessories. It must have felt like just a clever prop.

This was a far cry from the fashion of rich people who flaunted expensive branded bags.

It wasn’t just that they looked luxurious because they were wrapped in luxury goods, but the person itself looked luxurious.

If a reporter for a fashion brand were to describe her appearance, he would probably use the word ‘classy’.

Even if he were to be chosen as an ambassador for a luxury brand right away, he seemed like he would do that.

It’s definitely an idol award. It’s also very unique.

What would it be like if Autumn and Winter had that person next to them?

“Do you have something to say?”

As I continued to think hard, I finally realized that I was looking at her as if I was watching her.

It was because of a habit that was almost like an occupational disease, where I saw someone I found attractive and made an estimate of what they would be like as an idol.

“Oh, sorry.”

I apologized for my rudeness as politely as I could.

“I was drawn to you because you seemed to have an excellent sense of fashion. “I apologize if you were offended.”

“… Fashion? “If that was the intention, it doesn’t really matter.”

I changed the topic to brighten the awkward atmosphere.

“Where is the director?”

“The director is currently engaging in external activities to attract support funds.”

“What about other employees?”

“No other employees came to work today. “We didn’t have enough money to pay salaries, so we kept it to a minimum.”

“… ?”

So, does this mean that the only staff in this large orphanage are the director and that ghost girl?

Although it was strange, it was a staff structure that seemed like nothing else.

“But it’s not something the volunteer needs to worry about. “The work to be done will not change whether the director is there or not.”

“What is that?”

The ghost woman raised a corner of her mouth and said.

“Cleaning the bathroom.”

***

I brushed the bathroom tiles soaked in detergent water with a brush.

It was very dirty, perhaps because it was a facility for about 50 children.

To be honest, it was embarrassing because the smell was spreading all over the place. But I didn’t give in and continued brushing.

From the point of living alone with my sister, cleaning has always been my share.

It would not be an exaggeration to call him a veteran based on his career.

That’s why I had my own pride when it comes to cleaning.

After a long struggle, the disgusting urinals regained their pure white appearance.

“This is it.”

No joke, I was confident that if I was given a reasonable amount of money and told to lick it with my tongue, I would give it a try.

I felt proud that I had cleaned it that well.

The problem was that the bathroom was dirty and large as the number of people accommodated was quite large, so more than half of the bathroom still had to be cleaned.

I wonder if I can get home before midnight… .

“… “I didn’t expect you to do this.”

While I was cleaning the next urinal after gathering myself, I heard the voice of a ghost woman behind me.

“It looks clean, right? “When I take on a task, I tend to do my best.”

I turned my head and looked at the ghost woman, exuding confidence. And then I saw something completely unexpected.

The ghost woman’s current outfit was unique in a different way from before.

All the accessories that added to her elegance had disappeared, as if she had thrown them away somewhere.

Instead, what was equipped were pink rubber gloves, navy blue rubber boots, body-sleeping pants with a wild floral pattern, a discolored apron, and a mask that covered half of the small face.

It was the style of a typical cleaning lady.

I asked, taken aback by the sudden change.

“What is that outfit?”

“What’s wrong with your outfit?”

“… “It’s not strange, but where did the white dress you wore earlier go?”

“One piece?”

The ghost girl tilted her head and took off her pants without any time to stop her.

… Why are you taking off your pants all of a sudden, you crazy b*tch?