Living in a Room Becomes Easier When You’re Handsome - Chapter 95

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What Happened at the Social Party (1)

A sudden invitation to participate in a social party that came the day before.

I wanted to turn on my broadcast if I could.

> Sorry, that’s not within my authority

> I asked in advance but they said absolutely not

> In the first place, no recording equipment of any kind is allowed inside

> Even phones have stickers put on them…

I got an answer that it wasn’t allowed due to strict interior security.

‘Well, honestly this doesn’t really appeal to me.’

I’m naturally introverted so I’m not really the type who prefers going out.

A sudden social party invitation comes the day before? If it wasn’t Ttaranta, I would have refused immediately.

Of course, I did think it would be really good to find something to clear my head.

But that’s only when I can use it for broadcasting – if it’s completely off-broadcast, that’s a different story.

But.

‘Since it’s Ttaranta, the story is very different.’

If it’s a proposal from the manager who has consistently helped my broadcast, the situation becomes very different.

Normally she’s not someone who talks at length when stating business like this.

Seeing her speak so elaborately meant she really needed a party partner.

Refusing to help in such a situation would be something only an ungrateful bastard would do.

< Yeah, I'll go

I accepted cleanly.

‘Who would have thought I’d go to a party off-broadcast, but don’t social parties usually require some etiquette?’

So I immediately asked Ttaranta if there was any etiquette I should observe.

< But is there anything I should be careful about when I go?

> There are a lot of weird kids there, you know? Kids born with silver spoons who’ve lost their minds?

> The point is to just ignore whatever they babble about and not engage with them

> There are really a lot of rude kids, so don’t mind them

I immediately understood this to mean that social parties are full of villains who boost viewer counts.

It was disappointing that I couldn’t turn on my broadcast, but well.

Still, what I need to do for now.

“…Mungha, I’ll practice the Human Build one week before the tournament.”

Right before the social party.

It was Teulta Build practice.

The next morning.

I deliberately turned on my broadcast early and did Teulta broadcasting continuously.

When I had been broadcasting for about 10 hours like that.

“That’s it for today, I have something to do later so I’ll do the rest tomorrow.”

– No, why are you adjusting broadcast time however you want

– For real, is this your broadcast?

– Give me back my broadcast, you bastard

– Won’t you take responsibility if all the Geummungeo die?

– Where are you going

– Oh right, did you see the list that came out today?

– Of course I saw it, that’s why I practiced for 10 hours

I slowly started preparing to end the stream.

“Oh, right, the beginner tournament list… it’s the round of 8, and I’m on it, but Lera is also there?”

– That’s right

– By the way, Lera is an alien

– The fact is that when the participant list came out, they even wrote down everyone’s main characters

– For real lol

“Anyway… that’s it for today! Thank you for watching the broadcast, Mungba.”

– MB

– MB

– MB

-MB

After giving appropriate closing remarks, the broadcast ended.

After a long chat with Ttaranta yesterday, I took out the outfit I would wear.

Confirming there was still plenty of time until the appointment, I immediately rushed to the gym.

I perfectly completed the workout that makes my body itch if I skip even one day.

After changing clothes and waiting appropriately.

> I’m here to pick you up, come down

I received a message that Ttaranta had parked the car downstairs.

Well then, shall I go enjoy my first rich people’s social party?

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Until the very last moment.

-“I know you’ve grown well and are paving your own path ahead. But that doesn’t mean you can neglect networking.”

“No, we don’t even talk much when we meet anyway, and those idiots aren’t helpful, so why should I go there?”

-“Those guys might not be helpful, but that doesn’t mean their parents aren’t helpful either.”

Ttaranta tried every possible excuse to avoid going to the social party.

“…”

-“Of course, if you were married, it would be a different story, but as you know, you’re the only unmarried one in our family.”

“No, who gets married in their mid-twenties?”

I knew that if it went to the very end, I would inevitably lose.

-“All your older siblings did. Well, I’m not saying you have to follow that, but since your siblings went as much as you’ve refused, it’s time for you to go quietly now.”

Honestly, it was remarkable that I hadn’t gone until now.

A party where I should have been constantly showing my face since turning 20.

Having consistently postponed it for several years, it was reasonable to think the time had come.

“That’s true but… no, they honestly liked partying, right? That’s why they went instead of me, no, they’re the type who would create parties even when there weren’t any.”

-“I don’t know, just go. You’re already waiting in the car ready to go anyway.”

Did they install some surveillance camera or something.

Ttaranta looked around the car interior with that thought.

Her own driver wouldn’t be the one to see and tell about it.

No matter how distant they were, parents were still parents, she thought.

-“Who’s your partner? Is it the youngest grandson of Moyang Group, that guy?”

“…He’s our group’s advertising model. But why are you suddenly bringing up that guy?”

-“Because that guy keeps contacting us saying he wants to go on a blind date with you.”

“Ha.”

A blind date, a blind date in her mid-twenties.

Does this even make sense? When she’s already busy growing her business and watching broadcasts.

To have to waste time on something so pointless, useless, and meaningless.

“Not telling me directly and going through the family instead is really petty and pathetic.”

-“Because if he asked you directly, it’s obvious you’d reject him to his face.”

“I’m not interested in guys who live like such scoundrels. Anyway, I have to go to a party soon, so I’m ending this call now.”

-“Since it’s been so long since you’ve gone to a party, try not to cause any trouble…”

Click.

Knowing that if she continued listening to the nagging, it would go on for about an hour.

Ttaranta hung up and turned her gaze toward the window.

Then there, with amazing timing.

“Mungi has arrived.”

Mungi was there.

“It’s just the two of us, do you need to say that?”

“The driver is here too, hello!”

“Yes, hello. I’ll drive you comfortably.”

Mungi politely greeted both Ttaranta and the driver before immediately getting into the vehicle.

“Oh. A luxury sedan… the chairman’s car.”

“It’s not like that, okay?”

“What do you mean it’s not? It totally is. It’s a black sedan. Isn’t this that thing? A Rolls…”

“Enough, enough, um…”

Ttaranta naturally looked at Mungi who had gotten in the seat next to her.

Originally, she was going to say ‘Thank you for coming even though I asked suddenly’ as soon as she saw him.

But as soon as he sat next to her, a nervousness she had never felt before suddenly took over her entire body.

“Well, you… don’t look too bad today.”

Why are his hands so big, seriously.

Suddenly fixated on that, Ttaranta quickly turned her head.

“Not too bad? Hey, aren’t I like a province S-class super handsome guy (parenthesis virgin parenthesis close) level? This is really ridiculous, right Driver?”

“Haha, that’s right.”

Why is his voice so smooth, and why is his body so big.

Ttaranta glanced at Mungi again, who had too many moments of ‘why is he like this again.’

“Fine, anyway the party will be short… we’ll really just experience it at a barely dipping level and come back.”

“Why? Aren’t we going to play until the end?”

“It’s not that kind of place, a jazz club? A luxuriously decorated hotel lobby? It’s held in places like that… honestly, it’s called a mandatory partner social party, but it’s just a place where people come casually and… it’s kind of that sort of place.”

“A den of beasts? Like wearing suits and being in heat?”

“…Yeah, that’s right. People do come with partners, but in the end partners get switched around.”

“It’s that trendy thing nowadays, that transfer thing? What was it, anyway that kind of dating.”

“Right.”

Unable to say a single proper compliment, she continued explaining that the party was a strange place.

That it was really a weird party, an absurdly stupid place, that she was also going for the first time, and that she originally hated it very much.

After desperately pouring out negative words about the party for some reason.

“They might pick a fight with you, so you have to endure it, you know?”

“I know, I know, you told me not to engage with them…”

Continuing with nagging she didn’t mean, the vehicle steadily headed toward the party venue.

‘Please let those idiots not mess with Mungi when they see him.’

Along with Ttaranta’s small wish.

“We have arrived.”

Mungi and Ttaranta arrived at the party venue.

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Things in the world don’t usually go as planned.

If they did, lottery winners would come out by the hundreds every day.

People who fail exams wouldn’t exist.

The world would always bloom with laughter, and things like wars would never have happened.

But someone says it’s interesting precisely because it doesn’t work that way.

Because unpredictable variables always emerge, and happiness can also arise from those variables.

Should I say there’s some kind of surprising luck that comes from unexpected situations.

But the current situation wasn’t bringing Ttaranta any luck or happiness whatsoever.

“Honestly, I could just let the clown comment slide, and well… I could tolerate all the money bragging too.”

Crack.

Along with Mungi’s words, the phone the other person was holding breaks as lightly as a biscuit.

“I was laughing it off moderately, so did you think you were really something? Even so, how can you insult my partner?”

The party atmosphere instantly turns cold.

Everyone focuses on Mungi.

And there, Mungi was.

“I told you not to take photos, this isn’t a place where that’s allowed.”

Genuinely angry.

“You were constantly punching at the air toward my face earlier, are you that confident? Do you really want to try it with me?”

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