I Became the Husband of a Gender-Reversed World Idol - I Became the Husband of a Gender-Reversed World Idol chapter 66

66 – Second Semester

I drove the Porsche Cayenne, which I had become somewhat accustomed to, to school.

Because several eyewitnesses have already spread the word to the community,

The news that I bought a Porsche Cayenne was spread everywhere.

Even people who were not interested in me

That appearance seems a bit strange.

To be honest, I’m also surprised that I’m driving a Porsche.

How amazing would it be for others to see?

The average 20-year-old cannot afford the huge insurance premiums.

I know that I can’t even dream of buying a car.

So, how deformed is my situation now?

I know it well too.

Junghwan and Minho looked at me getting out of the car and laughed.

“Aggro is no joke.”

“Well, I expected this much.”

Ara’s Porsche 718 Boxster GTS could not attract this much aggro.

Because the person riding the car was Ara.

If my wife wants to pull some aggro with the car,

Wouldn’t this be possible only when the Bugatti Chiron I ordered arrives?

“Let’s get in sooner than that, class will start soon.

“But why did you guys come down here?”

“I was on my way up after buying coffee.”

Jeonghwan showed the coffee he was holding in his hand.

Junghwan is holding an iced Americano that looks sweet to everyone because it contains too much whipped cream and syrup.

If that’s the case, wouldn’t it be better to drink something like Caramel Macchiato instead of Americano?

“I don’t like that because it’s too sweet.”

“A guy like that puts syrup on an iced Americano 10 times?”

On rare occasions, Minho laughed awkwardly while looking at Jeonghwan.

It felt different because it was the opposite of usual.

What Minho was holding was not coffee, but chocolate flatccino.

For some reason, you’re drinking something other than coffee.

“I did some exercise earlier, but I felt like I was going to collapse due to lack of sugar.”

“Are you a man? Aren’t you a woman?”

I entered the department building while drinking the coffee that Jeonghwan gave me.

It looks like quite a bit of syrup was added here too.

*

When I arrived at the classroom, several people were standing outside instead of going inside.

My older sister from the department department was there, and my aunt, who was the oldest in our department, was also standing there.

Aren’t classes over yet?

I looked inside through the window on the door.

There were people inside who had seen it before.

There were about half of the people I was seeing for the first time.

“There are some people I’m seeing for the first time.”

“Aren’t they seniors who returned to school?”

I saw that all the people I met for the first time were women.

It seems he is a senior who returned to school after serving in the military.

Among the women who are all wearing thin clothes because it is summer,

Some people whose bodies looked even more radiant, perhaps because they had taken good care of it, were people I had never seen before.

Looking at his tanned skin, he must have had a hard time in the military.

“Use.. I don’t think it’s like there’s not enough space?”

We went into the classroom to sit down because it was hot, but

There wasn’t enough space to sit down.

Even in the empty space

There were objects or bags on top.

I saw some people standing outside heading towards the department office.

It seemed like he was going to inform the teaching assistant that there were no seats available.

The teaching assistant in our department… Has a very relaxed life.

Joooook….

Maybe because I’m standing, I’m blowing cold air from the air conditioner.

It felt hot even though I was exhaling.

The two people also started drinking the contents of the plastic cup at a rapid pace.

Now, only a lot of ice remained that had melted and become smaller.

“The air conditioner is not working, so why is it so hot?…”

“It seems like cold air is coming out of the air conditioner.”

“It’s hot…..”

When I whined that it was hot, Jeonghwan took out a bee-shaped fan from his bag and handed it to me.

I felt like a little kid holding a lollipop candy.

I felt a little embarrassed, but the dominant thought was that I was glad I had this.

I created wind by waving my hands strongly.

Because of the air conditioner, the cold wind blows through the fan.

It blew towards the sweat that had formed in my body, taking away the heat from my body, and my body started to get colder.

But, that was only for a moment.

My hands started to hurt after working so hard with the fan.

Along with that, a fever began to develop.

“….It’s hot.”

I felt heat rising to my forehead, and soon sweat began to form.

This time, Minho extended his hand and handed over the fan, asking for it to be given to him.

Minho, as expected from his former track and field team, started fanning himself with a strong wind.

In an instant, all the sweat droplets that had formed were vaporized.

“Over there…”

At that time, he must have felt sorry for us foolishly fanning ourselves in front of the air conditioner.

A woman with a bitter smile spoke to her.

“It must be hot, so don’t stand at the entrance. Come this way.”

There are several bags on the desk.

Although the owner was there, he took all the bags away and gave us a seat to sit down.

Plus, it was a special seat with an air conditioner right in front.

“Thank you. Thank you.”

He gave up his motivation and provided us with a shelter.

She thanked her senior and bowed her head.

“What…What… By the way, I’ve been watching QTube a lot. When I was in the military, whenever a video came on, my squad members would gather together and watch it.”

From Noble mtl dot com

“I’m happy to hear that the soldiers enjoyed it.”

Were you able to see Q Tube in the military?

No, my gratitude was more sincere than that.

Instead of watching videos of idols dancing in the extremely boring military camp,

I was a little curious as to what fun it was to watch my QTube.

I didn’t ask for no reason.

I never thought there would be fans in the military.

I once imagined that cooks might hate me for no reason.

If someone comes after me wearing a chef’s uniform and holding a shovel, it’s probably a chef who has a grudge against me.

It’s been about 10 minutes since I sat down.

The teaching assistant walked slowly and checked how much space there was.

I started comparing it with the number of people.

Ah, you sure didn’t just put it in a random classroom without calculating it, right?

“I’ll move everyone to the next classroom. From now on, you can move to the next classroom, not this classroom.

I will post a notice in the KakaoTalk room later, so please tell those who haven’t come to check it out.”

They said they were hiring people, but looking at the work they do, it looks like they’ll get fired before the contract ends.

After the assistant had finished speaking, it was only then that some people began to express their dissatisfaction.

While complaining, he got up and started to move.

From their perspective, they arrived quickly and got a good seat.

I was quite annoyed because it was all in vain by changing seats.

*

“Seonghwan, please give us a ride.”

The classroom I moved to may have been repainted, but the windows cannot be closed.

I couldn’t turn on the air conditioner even once until class ended.

To make matters worse, they said it was like attacking someone…

So the two people who are on the verge of becoming dried squid

He is following me and asking for a ride.

“For now, I’ll give you a ride home.”

“Thank you! I love you Seonghwan Yoo!”

Minho was overwhelmed and got up and got into the back seat.

Junghwan also got into the front seat with a sigh and began to fasten his seatbelt.

When I saw that, a bitter smile came out.

And then I looked at the clock.

There is still quite a bit of time left…

If I go home now, there’s no one there.

“I finished quickly today. Should we go somewhere to eat something cold? Solving?”

“Solbing is good. I like melon red bean shaved ice.”

“I am Injeolmi.”

The two people who chose the menu even though they hadn’t arrived yet

I was already struggling in a swamp that I couldn’t get out of.

“I am a strawberry macaroon.”

My eyes are rolled back because I too was broken along with them.

I just wanted to eat red bean shaved ice as quickly as possible.

***

“Seonghwan. Are you okay? No… This is not it.”

“What are you doing?”

The two women drinking cold drinks at the cafe were Song A-ra and Seong Hwa-young.

As it had only recently arrived in the country, Hwayoung was still adjusting to jet lag.

She was looking up at her Ara with a face that looked like she was about to fall asleep at any moment.

“I wanted to send a text message to Seonghwan…”

“But why are you worrying so much?”

Hwayoung smiled bitterly.

Because it’s already been over an hour since she picked up her phone and muttered to herself.

The cup she was drinking from was filled with ice.

The proof was that everything had now melted and turned into water.

“It’s really hot today, isn’t it?”

“The rise to 40 degrees was the highest ever.”

“But suddenly I want to eat spicy fish stew.”

Hwayoung burst out laughing.

I want to eat spicy fish stew in this hot weather.

Maeuntang is a combination of hot, oily, and spicy.

It is one of the hardest foods to eat in summer.

There is also a saying that it is fierce and fierce.

If you eat it on a day this hot, you could really die.

Ara can tolerate things like playing and resting, but there is one thing she cannot tolerate.

It was something I wanted to eat right away.

If there is something I want to eat right now, I have to eat it to fulfill my aptitude.

I felt too bad for her husband to ask for spicy fish stew in this hot weather.

She was wondering how to send a text message.

“Seonghwan will even grill lava if you say you want to eat it, so what are you worried about?”

“Still, I’m sorry…”

Ara cried as she thought of her husband, who was very hot.

Yesterday, I slept with the air conditioner on, but when I woke up in the middle of the night,

Because she was sweating profusely, she remembered to lower the temperature further.

Because of how much heat my body generates, I wear short-sleeved shorts at home even in the middle of winter.

“Ugh….”

In the end, Ara just cried and couldn’t send a text message.

The only thing she could think of was to make a phone call and make a bold push.