The World of Masks

"How much do you want to do this for?"

Eun-hee asked, looking at the big picture on the wall next to the bed in the biggest room. Jinsuk, who was testing the softness of the bed, tightened his butt.

"I don't know."

"Expensive?"

"Most likely, right?"

I never thought I'd hang a cheap painting in a place like this. Why the sudden interest in painting? Eun-hee said to Jin who raised the question mark as if Eun-hee was no big deal.

"You said that Yoo Rin is interested in art and such? I'm thinking of making a fancy hobby like that."

He said riding, golf, and luxury sports would be better. Jin-seok's like, "Hey. 'I made a sound. However, I have lived under oppression in a poor family that seems to be torn to this day, so I might as well have a hobby.

'But luxurious hobbies like art do not include paying attention to how expensive the painting is.'

You see the ideas and ideas of the author embedded in the painting rather than the usual price. But I kept my mouth shut on this topic. Instead, I asked him something else.

"Money?"

"Huh? You're not gonna give it to me?"

I was stunned for a moment because I was surprised. Eun-hee grabs her head slightly.

"Ow!"

"Start studying."

"I'm doing it! I'm going to take my black exam soon!"

He wraps his head around it and grumbles, pouting. He looked cute and messed up my head. Tsk, tsk, tsk. I got out of bed with a small smile.

Eun-hee, who was a wizard, who raised her inthe game increasingly accelerated her learning speed. I was studying for a day when I might need it later, but in this state, I did not dream of getting into a prestigious school. It's time for children of Eun-hee's age to go to college anyway. Maybe next year Eun-hee was more likely to take out a middleweight ticket and put up a sign from a famous school.

'The higher your education, the better to keep you by my side.'

It is similar to a patron now and can be held in the name of taking care of Eun-hee, but there is a limit to that. If you continue to wear Eun-hee next to you, someone will definitely find you strange. It was an OK situation when marrying Eun-hee, but I did not intend to give Eun-hee the position of the wife of the reality that only one person was recognized as being able to treat herself as a slave.

'It's best to send him to a prestigious school and put him in my secretary or equivalent position.'

Even if you only look at Eun-hee's intelligent stat, you will never be able to do anything. It wouldn't be strange for Eun-hee to sit in such a position if she had a signboard there. You might hear a parachute.

Eun-hee followed behind the stone. But then again, for a moment, I went back to exploring the luxurious space of the Royal Suite.

Jinseok came out of the living room. On one side of the room, you see a small bar ready. The Western culture of walking around the house in shoes was disturbing, but thanks to the fluffy carpet, there was not much discomfort. Eun-hee was just sitting on the living room couch holding a remote control. I pressed and pressed the button, and the T.V. screen changed. Eun-hee's fine glances frown slightly. I expected a different country, but as soon as I turned on the TV, all sorts of alphabetical flooding overloaded my brain. Jinseok gave up early and searched the bar. There was a lot of expensive liquor lying around. I picked one up and opened the lid. The aroma of alcohol that pierced my nose quickly flowed out. I snored a little. The scent of the poisonous alcohol flooded in.

"That's nasty."

Koreans drink, but mainstream consumption is soju. It's not that much alcohol in the world, and even today, alcohol levels are falling. For such Koreans, most spirits were poisonous. It is a drink that was eaten in the first place by a cup filled with ice in the West. It was not an easy drink to drink because of Korean shot culture.

You leave the liquor on the table around you and turn your eyes to the other side. You can see the wines lined up inside the machinery that appears to be aging. I took one out and looked at it slowly. Red wine with a red color changed its shape due to the shaking of the bottle.

'It won't be heavy, but · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·.'

I've tried wine several times. But it didn't suit my taste. Wine is not as sweet as people imagine. Rather, the first person to try it is disappointed because of the sour and distinctive aroma of wine. If I pick the wrong one, I can hit the flag because of the taste. Familiarized people smell like a sommelier and eat beautifully, but · · · · · ·.

'Not my style.'

But I have the wine in my hand. Alcohol in hotels like these is determined to be expensive. Wouldn't it be a shame if we just let it go? Eventually, I took my spirits and wine glasses, filled them with ice from the machine that produced the cubed ice at the bar, and frowned at the unfamiliar broadcast and moved to Eun-hee who was watching.

"Huh? Is that booze?"

Eun-hee showed interest. I wrapped my thumb around it and slapped it on the forehead.

"Ouch!"

"Minors are abstinent."

In front of Eun-hee, he said, emptying all his liquor.

"Oh, now you want me to come and obey that law? A poop dog is a braided dog tree?"

You don't let minors drink alcohol because of the law because you enjoy illegal games called the Masked World? In addition, Eun-hee himself was a criminal who killed three people and burned down an entire building. It is too much to wait for the law prohibiting underage drinking now and then. I put the cup down in front of Eun-hee, chuckling if it meant anything more than a prank.

"Spirits or wine?"

"Mmm · · · · · · · · · · ·."

I folded my arms and thought about it for a moment, then said with a big smile.

"Both!"

Jinsuk shakes his head as if he had no choice.

Glug!

Pour ice over the cup and pour an unnamed spirit over it. A pumpkin-colored liquor falling through the clear ice looks like a waterfall on an ice mountain. After the liquor was red wine. I poured the wine into a dull glass of wine and turned the bottle beautifully to stop the flow of wine. However, it can't be possible for a beginner to make a foolish impression from the start. You hurriedly sweep the ragging wine next to the bottle.

I took out the sweets in the cupboard and smashed the cup. I've ordered a few room services for you, so you'll be up soon. I darkened the surroundings by striking the curtain and turned on the light. This creates quite a romantic scene because it overlaps with the luxurious interiors around it. Jinsuk and Eun-hee took the cup to their mouths at the same time.

"Ugh, write it down!"

Eun-hee sticks out her tongue and frowns for half a sip. I felt a bad feeling of the taste and thirst of poisonous alcohol. Jinsuk frowned slightly. I don't know if the ice hasn't melted enough yet and it hasn't diluted, or if it just doesn't suit my taste, but the bitterness of the spirits made me tremble. However, Jinsuk and Eun-hee frowned and once again put their mouth to the glass.

It's expensive.

It was a silver lining for the rich Jinhee and Jinhee to ask for a lot of money, but they still haven't thrown off the socialite platform. It was one of the reasons that the image of spirits was embedded because it was a good drink for rich people or wonderful foreign actors from movies. I frowned arrogantly and grabbed a handful of snacks in front of me and ate them, but I didn't stop drinking.

As the spirits were halfway down, Eun-hee raised a glass of wine next to her. I carefully held my finger to the thin legs of the wine cup, where I saw it. I smelled the scent like a sommelier from TV first.

"Smells good."

I poured a cup in my mouth and passed the wine over my neck. And I frowned again.

"Ugh! It's not sweet, this."

I also drank a sip of wine. The sour taste pierced my palate. It didn't seem like a good drink. Suddenly, each other's eyes met. I laughed and laughed as if he was frowning with a glass.

"Well, how about that first drink I was hoping for?"

"It doesn't taste good. Why are you eating like this?"

But I didn't let go of the glass. Rather, he was gradually and steadily decreasing the sheep.

The doorbell rings. Looks like room service is here. Jinsuk opened the door. The waiter was dragging a large cart. The waiter who said excuse me put the food in the room and politely left. Jinseok sat on the couch again. A table with only dull things like confectionery suddenly became a sumptuous supper.

"Wow, that looks delicious!"

I hear tongues twitching. Jinsuk switched between Eun-hee and Eun-hee's cup. Eun-hee was pouring liquor back into an empty cup.

"· · · · · · · · · · · · · Are you drunk?"

"I'm sober! I'm sober!"

I stumbled on my head unconsciously. A drunken human favorite came out. I drank a drink that didn't taste so good, and it seemed like I was finally drunk.

'Well, I'm sure it's fine.'

Jin decided to cool off Eun-hee. I was excited to see Eun-hee start to dismantle the food with a fork and knife, and drank all the way through. The smell of alcohol was starting to become more and more grave, whether it was getting drunk or tired. For a while, they enjoyed fine liquor and food like rich lowlifes.