<Welcome to the Marriage Introduction Agency> Is Real Marriage Possible? [15]

There's no limit to bad things

There's a saying that while being handsome or pretty has a limit, ugliness has no limit.

If you think about it carefully, not just appearance, but also personality and other aspects seem to have no limit when it comes to bad things.

Haven't you rarely heard the phrase, “How can someone be that good of a person!” in your life so far?

I wasn't the only one who was bewildered by the man who disappeared due to a sudden communication cut-off.

It was a sensitive issue even for the managers who are strictly managing the system.

If you want to use the matchmaking service, there's something you should keep in mind.

Failure to maintain at least basic manners will result in penalties.

One weekend, not long ago.

I headed to Gwanghwamun in Seoul to meet someone the matching team leader strongly recommended.

My friend also encouraged me to have a good meeting and shake off any bad experiences, as the weather was nice.

The appointment was at 3 PM.

I arrived about 15 minutes early, found a seat at a cafe, and sat down.

I put on a pretty dress and heels, and even styled my hair for the blind date, but...

Interestingly, there were many similar couples at the nearby tables.

You could tell just by looking at their posture. Ah, they must be meeting for the first time today. Spring is in the air, indeed.

But this man was late without any contact. I should have sensed something was off then!

He was tall and looked decent, but he showed up in a hoodie and sweatpants.

He arrived late for the appointment and hurriedly sat down opposite me.

At that moment, I felt foolish for getting ready and putting on makeup since morning.

He started a barrage of pressure questions while gulping down his coffee.

“When did you join?”

“How many people have you met?”

“Did you join yourself, or did your parents sign you up?”

He miraculously picked out the questions that the manager had specifically told me not to ask when we meet.

I thought it was rude, but I tried not to show my displeasure and answered sincerely.

“I need to go get ready to have dinner with my younger sisters. Let's wrap this up.”

I got up awkwardly and went outside with him.

“I drove here, so I need to go this way… I'll be going now…”

Without a proper goodbye, he disappeared like the wind.

It had only been 50 minutes since we met.

Honestly, I didn't really care about the age difference or anything, but since the manager recommended him, I thought, 'Okay, let me meet him once,' and went casually, but...

Isn't this too much? Did I straighten my hair this morning just to go through this?

“Ugh… We met, then parted ways.”

“Huh? Already parted ways??”

“He said he has dinner with his younger sisters every weekend. He had to go get ready for that.”

“Ugh, I didn't like him as soon as I heard that.”

“Wow… I need a drink.”

“Come to my place first. My husband will take you home, so come over and let's have a drink together.”

I tried to calm down for a while in the middle of Gwanghwamun, feeling like I'd been slapped, but I couldn't calm down at all.

I took a bus to Suwon to get comfort from my friend, whom I only met a few times a quarter.

“Why am I so bad at meeting people?” 😭

From the next morning, both team leaders were in a state of emergency due to my formal complaint.

Both the counseling team leader and the matching team leader were shocked by my complaint about the worst experience ever.

They desperately comforted me and apologized profusely on his behalf.

“Forget about what happened. It's better that you didn't end up with that kind of person. I had a word with him about it.”

“Don't let your self-esteem drop. It's the men who are strange.”

After that, the matching team leader became more careful in selecting the people to introduce.

After I got over the shock, they recommended another person, saying that this time, it was a really good person, so I made an appointment without much hesitation.

He was a new character I hadn't seen before, with short stature and a chubby physique.

“I think my shortcoming is my physique, but if it can be compensated for by something else, then we can meet.

Otherwise, it's just not meant to be.”

He was the type to make up for his physical shortcomings with other things.

He was brimming with confidence and had a naturally polite demeanor, so...

I understood why his feedback was positive.

He kept talking about his past love life non-stop, and I was like, 'What is this?', but he opened up everything from the beginning and...

gave off the vibe of, 'If you still like me after hearing this, let's go for it'?

He said that if I wasn't completely turned off by him, we should meet at least three times,

and he was very aggressive in leading the relationship, to the point that it didn't take two weeks to reach those three meetings.

He was a new type of person I'd never met before, and everything about him was just fascinating.

He knew a lot, had a wide range of knowledge, and was a talkative person.

30% of his stories were about his life, 60% about how our relationship would progress,

and 10% about what he thought about marriage. It was clear that things were heading in a positive direction.

“I've never seen someone talk about their strengths so freely.”

“He must have high self-esteem. Maybe he really wants to impress you.”

My friend also found him interesting because he was a new type of character.

“If we start dating, I'll give you a ride and charge you a fee, but I won't accept money or material things. How about a cheek kiss instead?”

He wasn't entirely lacking in seriousness, but his conversations were very frank and open-minded.

He would blurt out things first and then slightly check my reaction, which made me think he had no bad intentions, but...

I got the feeling that he was walking a tightrope, trying to figure out what he could get away with based on how I perceived him.

Whether he only talks or listens to others as well, I'll find out when I meet him.

After he aggressively pursued me, I thought it might be okay to try a relationship, so I said yes.

And it was during our second date, I think.

After work, we went to a famous cafe, took pictures, had dinner, and sipped tea while chatting, and...

when we saw children making a commotion, the conversation naturally turned to having children.

“I'm definitely going to have a lot of kids.”

“How many do you want to have?”

“Unlimited. I'll have as many as I can.”

“Nowadays, it's a bit tough to have more than two, isn't it?”

“I will absolutely not compromise on this.”

“I think this is something that a couple should discuss and decide together.”

“I'm confident I can take care of all the kids. I won't make my wife do all the childcare.”

“That's not what I'm talking about. It's that the circumstances might make it difficult to have many children.”

“Are you talking about finances?”

“Putting that aside, I'm in my late 30s, and physically, I might not be able to handle it.”

“Ah, that could be true. I admit it! Okay.

But contraception is absolutely not an option for me. I'll have as many as I can.”

“The woman is the one who gives birth to the child, right?”

I could feel my facial expression changing as we talked.

It wasn't just my imagination that I could sense a patriarchal vibe.

He noticed my changing emotions and his expression hardened.

“Well… I think we should make decisions together.

But when you say things like, 'I will absolutely not compromise,' like you did just now, can we have a conversation?”

“It's not that I don't want to discuss it, but if you keep nitpicking like that, I can't help it.”

At that moment, I doubted my ears.

Wow… When was the last time I heard the phrase 'nitpicking'? Since I was a kid?

And that too, at the very beginning of a relationship after we agreed to date!

Oh… I might end up hitting him!

I'm not a saint who doesn't know how to swear.

It's just that I don't like seeing people swear, and I try to be a decent person.

This ominous premonition that was brushing against the back of my neck flashed a red light, warning me.

If I continue to see him, it'll end one of two ways: we'll fight like crazy and break up, or I'll develop a stomach ulcer from frustration.

I confided my concerns to the counseling team leader.

After listening intently, she said that there were ominous signs of a patriarchal attitude and...

advised me to end things quickly if I felt uncomfortable.

After pondering for a few days, I called him, expressed my feelings and concerns,

and told him that I thought we weren't compatible and it would be better to end things.

As if he had anticipated it, he listened calmly, and then...

“Honestly, I turned down two other girls who liked me to focus on you, so it's a problem if you back out like this.” He seemed dumbfounded.

“Do you think you can find someone better than me? You won't. You'll definitely regret this.”

He continued to utter confident curses. He truly had incredible self-confidence.

“I ended things when I knew I wouldn't regret it, and I've never regretted it once. And I won't in the future.

Thank you, and I hope you meet a good person.”