Chapter 148: Chapter 148: So Now it’s the Savanna.…(Part 3)
We finally arrived at the airport. Today, I was wearing ripped skinny jeans and a brown coat. Oh, and sunglasses.
“Let’s go.”
“Wait for a bit. Not yet.”
“Why?”
“Look.”
I looked at the direction Hak-gyu was pointing at and saw Minwoo’s van pulling in. A group of bodyguards hurried over…along with a large wave of fans.
“Aaaah!”
“Minwoo!”
“Minwoo, I love you!”
Wow, he’s really popular. Shy Boy is pretty average in terms of popularity, but Minwoo himself is one of the most famous idols out there, just because he’s so good looking. That’s probably why most of his fans are women.
“He has a lot of fans.”
“Because he’s good-looking,” Hak-gyu pointed out.
“What’s so good-looking about him? He’s way too skinny, plus his face is nothing special.”
At my comment, Hak-gyu laughed. Minwoo was soon out of sight.
“Can I go now?”
“Yep.”
I finally got out of the van. Then, the bodyguards came over, like they’ve been waiting for me. And behind them, I could see my fans. There were so many that I couldn’t even see where the crowd ended. Was I really this popular? I’ve never seen a crowd this big before.
“Oh my god!”
“Sian! Sian!”
“Sian, I love you!”
“Go, Sian!”
To my left and right, fans were waving and cheering. Most of them were female, and it was louder for me than it had been for Minwoo. It was obvious who had more fans, though I’ll admit I was surprised.
“Sian! Here!”
A fan threw something at me and I caught it. It was wrapped but by the feel of it, I could tell it was chocolate.
“Hey! Thanks!”
I used my powers to make sure she heard. She fainted from the shock.
“Looks good.”
Now that I think about it, I was getting pretty hungry. I unwrapped the present and at the moment I saw the gift, my jaw dropped. The chocolate was designed to look like my face.
“Wow! Thank you so much!” I shouted again. Soon, the fan passed out for the second time.
“It’s too pretty to eat,” I said. Though that didn’t stop me from breaking off a piece from the top.
Snap.
Nom nom.
“Wow, it’s good!”
Now, time for the eyes. Then nose. Lips. And finally, my chin. It was really good. So, I turned around for the last time and shouted with all my might, “Thank you!”
The fan was still unconscious, so she didn’t hear that one. Anyways, I met up with the other cast members of 24-Hour Jungle.
“Hello~” I said with a bright smile. I immediately saw some familiar faces. Byung-hoon was there, and was so Junho. Both of them seemed excited to see me.
“Sian!”
“Hey, it’s Sian!”
I gave both of them a hug and then just happened to sit next to Miyeon. I mean, I’m a girl too, right? Though spiritually, I was still a guy.
“Hi. Sian, right?” Miyeon spoke up first. I smiled at her.
“Hi. Miyeon, isn’t it? Nice to meet you.”
“I really looked forward to seeing you,” Miyeon said, holding out her hand. I reached out and shook it. Her hand was so soft. Slender fingers and fair skin. How can one’s skin be so white?
“I looked forward to meeting you as well. I’m a fan.”
It’s true. I’m a fan…since a few days ago anyway. Just look at that fantastic body. It’s stunning. Her face as well. Plus she’s good at yoga.
“Really?”
“Yes.”
“I’m your fan too,” Miyeon said.
And then, all of a sudden, she gave me a hug. I hugged her back, wrapping my arms around her waist. I could feel her boobs press against mine. They were big, no doubt about that, but not overtly so. Not that I’m deliberately trying to feel them up or anything. I do have some restraints. But just then, Minwoo took the seat on the other side of Miyeon.
“Hello,” he said to her with a big smile. That snake.
“Hi,” Miyeon greeted back with a smile.
“You’re Miyeon Yang, right? I’ve seen you a lot on TV. You’re a yoga instructor, right…”
“Yes, I am,” Miyeon said, still smiling. It was so beautiful.
Anyways, the asshole kept talking.
“I’ve always wanted to learn yoga. Would you teach me?”
“Oh, of course. You can visit my studio anytime,” Miyeon said. Her smile was all professional, but Minwoo misinterpreted it. This is why men are called stupid. You can’t treat them nicely.
“Then, can I have your number?” Minwoo said, holding out his phone.
“Sure,” Miyeon replied. She started typing her number into Minwoo’s phone. But rather than starting with 010, she started with 070. Minwoo raised his eyebrows.
“This number is…”
“That’s the number of my studio. Just call that and you can come in anytime.”
“Oh, but I wanted your…”
“Sorry. I don’t give my number out to men,” Miyeon said with another smile.
Minwoo’s face hardened at that.
I quickly held out my phone.
“Can I have your number?”
“Of course.”
Miyeon typed in her number, looking happy to oblige. I glanced over at Minwoo, who had a jealous look on his face. After a while, he stared back at me. I stuck my tongue out at him and gave him a smirk. That only made him angrier.
“Thanks, Miyeon.”
“No problem!”
We continued to chat for a bit when all of a sudden, the other team arrived. Three men and two women. Same as us. The men all looked rather young, so did the women. About mid-30’s maybe? They all looked tough, to be honest. No one who saw them at first glance would dare mess with them.
“Hello.”
We exchanged greetings. Their leader approached Byung-hoon and the two men shook hands.
“I’ve looked you up. You seem quite the expert.”
“Oh, thank you. I’ve seen you in action as well, Mr. Lee. Looks like you have a lot to learn.”
“What?” Byung-hoon said, looking rather shocked. Then all of a sudden, he burst out laughing.
“Hahahahaha!”
The other leader burst out laughing as well.
“Hahahahaha!”
Finally, everyone started laughing.
“Hahahahaha!”
‘Has everyone gone insane?’ I asked myself. Anyways, soon, it was time for us to board.
Miyeon sat on my left and Lobster Head on my right.
“You lost more weight,” I said to Lobster Head. Seriously, how much more fat did this guy have to lose? He’ll disappear in his sleep at this rate. I actually found myself worrying for him.
“I didn’t get much sleep last night…”
“You need to stop working so late. At least make sure to eat some food.”
“I know, but…there’s never enough time to do everything…sniff sniff…”
Lobster Head faked a dramatic cry.
“Hey, by the way, what about that show you mentioned last time? Any news?”
“Oh, that…”
Lobster Head gave me a sheepish smile.
“Let me guess. It’ll be a decade before it happens.”
“More, like…five…maybe…”
“Five? Jesus, Christ. It only took the Seodang Dog three years to break Pungwol. How do you expect me to wait five years? Are you backing out of our contract?”
“Well…” Lobster Head gave me a worried glance.
Finally, I smiled.
“Just kidding,” I said.
“Oh, really? Wow…I thought you were serious.”
“I’m sorry. You look funny when you get worried.”
It’s true. He just has that face you want to mess with. There’s a reason why the main producer never looked stressed. It’s because he always managed to take it out by messing with Lobster Head over here.
“Anyways, hurry up so we can seal the deal.”
“I know. I promise.”
“But are you sure that Savanna isn’t dangerous?”
“Yes. We’ll be sticking to carefully scouted areas and there are safety personnel on hand to jump in if things get bad.”
“But what if we get attacked by an animal?”
“Then I guess you’ll just have to catch them.”
“….”
Is this guy still suspecting me of being the Shero? I leaned in.
“Hey, Lobster Head,” I whispered.
“Y-yes?” Lobster Head replied, a surprised look on his face.
“You still think I’m the Shero?”
“Oh…yes,” Lobster Head admitted, nodding his head.
“Why?”
“I know what I saw.”
“Right.”
Fine. Believe what you want. I’m not going to bother arguing with someone who’s so sure of what he saw.
“Is it really not you?”
“That’s what I said,” I snapped. Does this guy have rocks where his ears are? How many times am I going to have to say it to get it through him? I mean, fine. It’s true, but that’s not the point.
“Okay. I’ll believe you…for now.”
“Do what you want.”
I turned away from him. Then, I stared at Miyeon. She was staring at me as well. Our eyes met.
“Hehehe,” Miyeon giggled. I almost kissed her then and there.
“You’re so pretty,” I said to her.
“You’re prettier,” Miyeon said to me.
“No way. You’re prettier.”
I found myself holding out my hand and Miyeon took it. It’s like we were dating.
“Hey, you two…are you…” Lobster Head stared at us suspiciously.
“Are we what?”
“Oh, nothing,” Lobster Head said, quickly turning away.
“Let’s take a nap,” I suggested.
“Okay,” Miyeon replied.
We fell asleep, still holding hands. But what’s up with this woman? Does she like skinship? Or maybe…nah. No way.
After some time, the plane finally arrived in Africa. We got off the plane, got into a car, and made our way to the savanna. It was hot and sticky with high humidity.
“Wow, it’s hot.”
I took off my outer layers until I was only in my white T-shirt, but even that was too revealing. With my big chest and the way how the shirt clung to my body. Even I couldn’t deny how sexy my own body was. But I really wanted to take everything off. Like some people.
“Jesus, it’s hot.”
Junho took off his shirt, revealing his muscular body. Byung-hoon did the same, only that he had a huge stomach underneath his shirt. Finally, Minwoo took off his shirt, showing off a muscular lean body complete with a six pack. Then he stood in front of us women, determined to show off.
“Ugh, my eyes.”
I wouldn’t mind if it were a woman’s body, but a man’s…yeah, no thanks.
Speaking of men, seems like the male staff had a hard time taking their eyes off my body. Actually, the women as well. Even Miyeon was staring at me.
“Wow, Sian, your figure…” Miyeon openly gawked at my body, eying it up and down. But wait…was that…desire in her eyes? Yeah, there was no doubt about it this time.
“You have a nice figure as well,” I said, staring at her body. It was slender and lean…and beautiful. The curves were lacking, but any man that was into skinny girls would love it. She had that body you just wanted to hug.
“Mine is all from yoga. I think yours is prettier. Just look at your silhouette,” Miyeon said. She ran her hand down my back and conveniently rested it on my butt. Then, she blushed.
“….”
Why was touching my butt making her shy? Was she…really…? No way. Just no way.
‘Yeah, lesbians aren’t that common. Even meeting Christine was a miracle.’ I thought to myself.
Just then, the main producer called out to us.
“Everyone, gather around please!”
