I Dumped Her Not Knowing That She Was My Favorite - I Dumped Her Not Knowing That She Was My Favorite chapter 95

095. Is that really true?

The passing of Christmas means turning one year older.

The thought that my college life was half over was enough to make me quite depressed.

Data related to various award ceremonies and year-end music programs has been pouring out on the Internet.

This is really how the year goes by.

With my face buried in the pillow, I felt sad that I was getting older.

Nothing grew.

Even as I turned 24, I still liked comic books.

Because I liked watching videos of my favorite Virtuber the most.

I fumble my hand and grab my cell phone.

I guess I got a call from Doa.

Still, it’s something new that Taemin Han didn’t have around this time last year.

That is a very cute and lovely girlfriend.

As for Doa, she broadcasted late at night and even went to sleep on the phone, and it seemed like she was completely exhausted.

If it were normal, the message would have already arrived.

I opened the refrigerator and gulped down some bottled water, then opened the cupboard and took out a pot.

Peaceful Saturday lunch.

The menu was ramen.

Yes. If there is one thing that has improved further, it would be the ability to never stop ramen.

I think I cooked more than 100 bags of ramen in the past year of living alone.

I thought I could now estimate the amount of bottled water even with my eyes closed, and the timing of taking it out was close to perfect.

-Hurup Hururup

Eating with someone other than Doa is still an awkward act.

As expected, I felt most relieved when I was eating in front of the monitor.

I watched my girlfriend’s avatar with a happy face after playing the Closer group collaboration edit.

[What a perverted punk!]

Luca swinging her fist at the camera.

Her viewers were praising her, saying it was her reward, even though the scenes of her getting beaten were clear.

[Ugh… I really can’t survive. I.]

I thought the sight of Luca shaking her head was now closer to a classic.

-Weeeing

The phone call came just as I was contemplating whether to drink the remaining soup or not.

As expected, it was my girlfriend Doa.

[Hello.]

[Hey Boseya.]

I chuckled at the sleepy voice.

[Are you awake now?]

[Ugh…]

When I saw things like this, I realized that Doah and I were really different.

I usually don’t want to do anything right after I wake up.

I like to be fully awake even when making phone calls.

But unlike him, Doa is like that now.

[Huh…]

No. Why did you just say hello and then go back to sleep?

Doa fell asleep again after making a phone call.

It seemed like she was really asleep, so I quietly called her name.

[Hey. Kim Do-ah.]

[Huh?]

In the meantime, he answers again…

A girlfriend who only answers without bringing up the story was truly difficult to deal with.

[Doya. Should I just sleep some more and call you? We?]

[Sir…]

[Are you not sleepy? You look very sleepy?]

[I’m not sleepy…]

After hearing the answer that I was not sleepy and not saying anything for about 30 seconds, I heard the sound of breathing again.

I thought it was right to let him go back to sleep, so I quietly ended the call.

I thought I would get a call back when I woke up on my own.

Actually, if I didn’t get a call, it was because there was something I wanted to do.

That’s right.

-Tiring!

I put the headset on top of my head and fumbled around with my hands on the desk to grab the controller.

A VR headset that Doah bought me as a Christmas present.

I wanted to try all the games I had never been able to play.

There were a bunch of games that Doah had played on her broadcast, as well as games that she hadn’t played that she wanted to play.

The game we will play today is one of them, a VR FPS game with a future city concept.

After logging in and connecting, my room was no longer an ordinary room.

Rain was falling in the dark sky of the slums, and I was the youngest member of the special mobile team.

He carried a gun and ran according to the leader’s instructions, and also suppressed enemies with a gun.

The scenes unfolding before my eyes looked so real that I couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration throughout the game.

The sound heard while turning the iron wheel and the moving motion made it feel more realistic than reality.

The story itself was so fun that I was playing without realizing how much time was passing…

Once I died, I took off the headset and had a strong feeling as the direction of the shadow strangely changed.

…What time is it?

I was really immersed in it, but I think it took about an hour.

When I picked up my phone to check the time, my expression began to distort.

[3 Missed calls]

[10 Unchecked messages.]

There was only one person who looked for me this fiercely.

The idol who lives next door to us.

Because there was no one else but my girlfriend.

After swallowing my saliva once, I open the messenger window.

[Brother. Why did you hang up on the phone?]

[What are you doing now?]

[You know we decided to watch it during the day today, right?]

[…Sleeping?]

[Brother. Please call me when you check this!]

[…Are you the one who says you’re playing a game?]

[Wow. It’s really absurd;;;]

It’s pretty messed up.

That is an honest diagnosis that comes out without any filtering.

I realized that Doa’s patience was running out, so I had to call her now.

-Rorrr

Every time I heard a ringtone, I felt my mouth getting dry.

Ah. I think I’m really going to get scolded.

I feel like I got caught playing games without my mom knowing when I was young.

It was a feeling I hadn’t felt since middle school.

[…Hello.]

These days, cold weather spreads through the airwaves.

I cleared my throat loudly at the extremely cold voice.

[Ah. Did you sleep well?]

[Yes.]

The conversation… We need to continue the conversation…

I decided not to make a fuss and immediately lowered my head.

[Sorry!]

[Why don’t you go and play some games?]

[No! I’ll go see it now!]

[Brother. Do you know what time it is?]

[…Three o’clock.]

[What did we say last night?]

Those words that ask you if you know what your fault is.

Even the nuances of what my mother said when I was young were similar, giving me goosebumps.

[You asked me to go to the arcade together during the day. Mr. Doah.]

[And what happens next?]

[He said he wanted to eat malatang together…]

[That’s who knows that!]

I almost lost my cell phone in her hand because of the sudden noise she made.

[No! Brother! Do you know what’s really scandalous about this?]

[Please tell me.]

[That’s the game console I gave you! What if you play games with what I gave you and end up late for the promise you made with me?]

Even if there were ten mouths, there was nothing to say.

Well… But isn’t the problem that the production company made the game too good?

I thought of an excuse in my mind, but I couldn’t say it out loud.

Doa… It seems like something is getting more and more violent…

To be precise, rather than saying he became more ferocious, it seemed like he often showed a Luca-like reaction the more I looked at him.

When I saw him at school, I thought he was a kid who didn’t say anything at all.

[Mr. Lee…]

As if her resentment had not subsided, Doa clicked her tongue and handed me an extreme sentence.

[Give me the headset again.]

[What…?]

Hey. I haven’t even bought the game for a day yet and you’re telling me to give it away?

Her remark that seemed like a bolt from the blue made me slam my head into the ground even more violently.

[Respected idol Luca! Please forgive this firebrand Pingttuk and have mercy on me!]

[No? Don’t change it! Go back!]

Doah’s comment imitating the famous judge’s clip made her lose her senses.

[Ji… Is it really Apsu?]

I am sorry. It’s a doya.

Please don’t do that.

From noble mtl dot com

I was not mentally prepared yet for the sudden breakup.

[Aww… Really…]

When I showed off my pity, Doa sighed deeply.

[Did you wash it?]

[Uh. I was ready. I wasn’t able to check the contact because I was playing a game for a while.]

[Then can you come out in 10 minutes?]

[Ah. Then.]

Of course, I didn’t wash it.

However, Han Tae-min was fully discharged from the Republic of Korea Army.

Five minutes was enough for washing.

[I understand. Then, see you in front of the house.]

[Uh~ I’m sorry~]

As soon as the call ended, I ran out to the bathroom and washed my hair with one hand and brushed my teeth with the other.

I’m busy. Busy.

I quickly put on whatever clothes I could find and went outside with my sneakers on.

Even though I prepared as quickly as possible, 13 minutes passed.

Doa, with her arms crossed, looked at me with her mischievous eyes.

“Ah. Sorry. “It’s a little late.”

“… I should have dried her hair before coming out.”

“Head?”

When I raised my hand and touched my hair, I realized that I had not dried it.

“Ugh.”

Doa’s explicit reaction became a dagger and pierced her heart.

The fact that I was preparing in advance was a lie, right? This?

I wanted to turn into ash and disappear.

“Let’s go.”

Nevertheless, Doa held out her hand to me, and I held on to her hand and walked down her alley.

“What kind of game were you playing that brought you up so late?”

In response to Doa’s question, I sensed that now was an opportunity.

“Ah… That. There is. “A new future city worldview called Cybernetic Cross…”

I explained at length how great this game was, but Doa’s reaction was not very positive.

“So you abandoned Luca to play that great game?”

“No! No! Why is the conclusion like that? “If you do this on your show, everyone will really like it?”

When I twisted her whole body to express that that was not the case, Doa smiled with resignation.

“Just don’t talk to me. Speak. “You’re the best when you’re not talking.”

…I was curious about what game you played.

Gurgling.

A single tear fell down on one side of my heart.

“Oppa. That’s it. Muringi said we’ll meet together next Tuesday. What time do you think?”

A question mark appeared above her head at the sudden change of topic.

“Mooringi? Humoring?”

“I told you about it before. “Mooringi said he wanted to go on a double date.”

Is that really true?

Was that really going?

It was an event where the hurdles seemed too high for me.