Chapter 394
Every time we went to look at houses, it was a little amusing to see how people reacted to us.
We were slowly starting to build a name for ourselves through our internet broadcasts, but the fandom wasn’t that big yet. We had never run into someone who recognized us on the street. Or maybe they did recognize us but chose not to say anything.
To people who didn’t know us, we just looked like foreigners.
Five white girls bursting into a real estate office — they would be startled once. And when we opened our mouths and spoke Korean fluently, they would be startled again.
Usually, like the elderly woman who had approached Claire, Alice, and me the first time we went to Yeouido Park, their reaction was something like, “Wow, you speak Korean so well!”
And then when we showed them our resident registration cards, they would go completely speechless.
It’s just like asking an Asian-American, “Can you speak English?” — In this country, asking a Korean if they speak Korean could definitely be seen as racist.
Besides, at our age and already carrying Korean resident ID cards, most people probably assumed we were mixed-race.
Watching them break into a cold sweat was quite entertaining.
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I guess I still hadn’t outgrown my old habit from my time in this world — stirring up trouble on forums for fun.
"How is it? I think the price is very reasonable."