Chapter 57: Eunsam the Group Addict -3

Ugh

A groan escaped from his lips.

His head felt prefer it had been pounded by a hammer, reverberating, whereas his insides churned and roiled.

Dokyun opened his eyes, confirming his lower than stellar bodily situation earlier than scanning his environment.

“The bed room”

On the mattress within the bed room.

He could not grasp why he was right here.

“Clearly”

He remembered going out, becoming a member of a ingesting session. The picture of individuals crowding round, passing drinks, flashed in his thoughts, adopted by conversations along with her.

What have been they speaking about? He could not fairly bear in mind.

His ideas have been interrupted by the persistent throbbing in his head.

Ugh

As soon as once more, a sound akin to a corpse’s wail escaped via the crack.

Although he needed to fall again asleep, a sense of getting missed one thing essential nagged at him, prompting him to roll his head once more.

All of the sudden!

Dokyun’s physique jolted upright.

“Sh-!”

An involuntary curse slipped out.

Chilly sweat trickled down his again.

The occasions of the day prior to this, the dialog along with her, replayed in his thoughts.

“Hey, nowadays, is not cryptocurrency actually scorching?”

“Ugh”

“So! I used to be pondering, what if we experience that wave for as soon as!”

“Ugh”

“There’s one thing good I am unable to fairly put it into phrases?”

“Ugh”

“With simply this one transfer, our lives might flip round utterly”

The dialog continued.

“It’s kind of awkward to purchase alone, is not it? Do not you’ve gotten 500 million?”

“Ugh”

“Hey, how about pooling our 500 million every and making a transfer with our affect?”

She, who had been advocating for cryptocurrency investments.Up to date from novelb(i)n.c(o)m

After which.

“How did I?”

With beads of chilly sweat forming on his brow, Dokyun grasped his head, reflecting on the occasions of the day prior to this.

Clearly.

“Nodding”

He nodded.

“Rattling it!”

His eyes snapped open. Dokyun frantically rummaged via the mattress with an impatient motion, trying to find his smartphone.

After some time, with hurried actions, Dokyun discovered his smartphone below the pillow on the head of the mattress. As he fumbled to activate the display, an odd icon appeared on the background.

“A coin app”

Chilly sweat dripped down.

With trembling palms, he tapped on the app, and the display of the logged-in app appeared.

Shortly after, as Dokyun stared on the display for a second, he moved his finger to faucet on the non-public belongings tab.

“Ah, ah, ah”

Your complete display was painted in a deep blue hue.

A steeply descending graph in blue, plummeting downward.

A revenue price indicating 135%.

“Ugh ah”

Solely a hole sigh escaped his lips, and shortly a way of despair engulfed him.

It was unusual.

Was he nonetheless not utterly sober, or might this be actual? There is not any means his whole fortune can be tied up right here, no, there is no means his belongings would plummet like this.

With a thud.

His energy drained away as his smartphone slipped via his limp fingers.

His breath turned labored, and his thoughts grew hazy.

“Heave ho!”

Feelings surged uncontrollably, and shortly, blood rushed to his head together with these feelings.

Shortly after, staggering to his ft with unsteady steps, Dokyun moved in the direction of the door with dedication. As he swung the door open forcefully, he noticed her sitting on the lounge couch, clutching her head.

For a second, as he gazed at her, she sensed his presence and lifted her head to take a look at him.

“D-Dokyun, are you up?”

She mentioned with dilated pupils, shaking violently as if an earthquake had struck.

She spoke with out utilizing the language of the group or the any dialect, however he didn’t have the flexibility to note that.

Anger crammed her head, paralyzing all rational ideas.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

Her heartbeats quickened much more.

As Dokyun, who might not management his feelings, approached her with excited actions.

“Uh, uh?”

From head to toe in a knitted sweater, slacks, hair tied up neatly, and trendy half-frame glasses.

It was Eunseol.

“”

“”

Silence ensued, and after a second of gazing him, she sighed deeply and spoke.

“I am sorry.”

With these phrases, Dokyun, feeling deflated, knelt down as if his energy had left him.

“Ah Ah”

Meaningless sounds crammed with despair escaped from his mouth, and his pupils started to shake violently.

After watching him for a second, Eunseol tapped his shoulder gently, and solely then did Dokyun, realizing the scenario, erupted in anger, biting down exhausting.

His tooth clenched.

‘Escape!’

The vile seed of malice fled into his physique.

Unconsciously, his hand reached as much as cowl his face, and a sigh of lamentation escaped.

“Huhuh”

Why, why did this occur?

Persevering with to ponder, he got here to a conclusion.

‘It is my fault Sure, it is my fault’

It was his fault for not being cautious round her, who had approached him with familiarity for the reason that starting.

Disappointment, despair, remorse, and hopelessness.

All types of destructive feelings swept over him as he knelt, stumbling and twisting. And simply as he was doing so, Eunseol, who had been watching him all alongside, spoke once more.

“It is your fault. I am sorry.”

Phrases of apology reached him.

As Dokyun seemed up at her with a helpless gaze, she sighed deeply and added an evidence.

“That woman had been playing these days and blocked her account. I assumed she would not do something so long as there was no cash, so I let my guard down”

With a weary expression, she pressed her temples, then continued.

“I did not know she would contact your cash. I am sorry.”

Darkish circles have been seen below his eyes.

“I will make up for the misplaced cash.”

Seeing her supply to take duty, Dokyun, who had misplaced the energy to pour out extra anger, replied with a weak voice.

“No, it is not essential. I ought to have been extra cautious”

Seeing her expression, he could not deliver himself to ask for the cash.

“I felt disillusioned.”

Feeling disillusioned and depressing, tears welled up in his eyes.

Feelings surging as soon as once more.

Dokyun clenched his hand that was touching the bottom tightly and spoke.

“You needn’t take duty.”

That is proper. The responsible needs to be questioned by the responsible.

Dokyun lifted his head, which had been buried within the floor, and stared at her with decided eyes.

“I will deal with it myself!”

With such a powerful dedication in his gaze, as she checked out him, she nodded with a crestfallen expression.

“Okay.”

A voice that appeared uncomfortable someplace.

Dokyun, judging that this was all due to that vile manipulator, gathered his resolve as soon as once more and stood up, however then her voice echoed as soon as extra.

“Go to the lounge, I will make breakfast.”

As Dokyun watched Eunseol flip round after saying that, he lastly turned conscious of the state of his physique, twisted by the hangover.

Gurgle.

As he targeted on the sensations in his physique, he felt the fixed churning in his abdomen.

He had been too drunk the day earlier than.

“Ugh”

Dokyun staggered to his ft, passing the tip of the hall to see her heading in the direction of the kitchen.

Was it her means of comforting him? Realizing solely now what she meant by saying she would prepare dinner first, Dokyun felt a small comfort as he shuffled alongside.

“Yeah, she’s a sufferer too.”

She should have been greatly surprised seeing him on this state as quickly as he got here out.

It will solely make Eunseol extra uncomfortable if he poured out his anger now.

This anger needs to be contained, to be launched on a day when it will be acceptable.

Having made that decision, Dokyun suppressed the urge to vent his anger, smoothed out his expression, and headed to the lounge.

Later, sitting on the couch, when he seemed in the direction of the kitchen, he noticed her pouring one thing into a big pot.

He wasn’t certain what dish it was, however the peculiar odor emanating from it raised some questions.

What might that odor be? He contemplated for a second.

“Might or not it’s?”

Was she sacrificing her personal style preferences to make a spicy hangover soup for him? Misplaced in that thought for some time.

Because the clattering sound reached his ears, and he or she completed cooking and establishing, Dogyun discovered himself staring on the pot beside her.

“Eat.”

Gazing Eunseol for a second as she spoke whereas sitting down, then again on the pot, Dokyun felt a way of disappointment as he took his seat.

“Properly then.”

It was a menu that suited her.

The contents of the pot have been kalguksu with loads of coriander.