Jang Jiyu!

Nam Jisu gave a violent start at the girl who had cut in out of nowhere.

An hour ago this was a Jang Jiyu who had said she was dying of sleep and gone off to her own room.

And now what is this? She has turned up again in a full face of make-up.

A child whose mother was a singer once as popular as anybody in the Republic of Korea. Jang Jiyu takes after that mother, and it makes her stand out from the others.

Today alone she has cut into a conversation with Ha Tae-ung any number of times.

"Unnie. Is this mood not a foul, at this hour of the night?"

"W-what is?"

"A campfire and moonlight! And ramyeon and drink on top of it. The mood is perfectly romantic!"

"……."

At Jang Jiyu's truth, arriving without warning, Nam Jisu shut her mouth. Anybody could see the whole thing had been planned.

Men do not know it. They are under the illusion that a matter of a man and a woman delighting in each other starts on the man's lead.

But the hot feeling that rises between a man and a woman only starts when the woman allows it.

Ha Tae-ung meets every condition perfectly.

Plainly Nam Jisu had set her mind to it and put her charm forward.

The two of them are old enough to know a grown-up conversation.

For Nam Jisu, an uninvited guest has turned up and thrown cold water over the whole thing just as the mood was coming to the boil.

"I am against it too. Tae-ung-oppa is a public good."

A first-year girl had turned up as well, pert as anything. Lee Hyorin, a working idol.

At this hour she is in a pair of hot pants that are short, and then much too short.

Her long legs take the moonlight and are white and dazzling.

"I am?"

At the words public good Ha Tae-ung asked with a look of disbelief.

"Nobody owns you, so a public good is right."

"Nnngh……"

Lee Hyorin said it in a…