Korean Patch Error (1)
Korean Patch Error (1)
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The International Olympic Committee (IOC), which hosts the Olympics, released a massive official advertisement ahead of the 2032 Australia Olympics.
As expected of an official Olympic ad, it features numerous athletes from various sports, but considering their recognition, popularity, screen time, and prominence, there are 5 who are considered the main stars.
Jorge in soccer, Stephen in basketball, Ricardo in swimming, Eduardo Mangiarotti in gymnastics. And Elena in track and field.
Elena, one of the sports stars representing the United States, was a national team athlete in track and field—specifically, sprinting. She was a beauty with honey-blonde hair that sparkled like gold when hit by sunlight and beautiful blue eyes like sapphires.
Plus, she was already a famous and popular celebrity, enough to be the main face of the official Olympic advertisement.
"Min-jun, that was a boring joke."
"It's not a joke. I really picked you because of that, you know? Why? Disappointed?"
"Hmm... a little? It feels like I'm livestock at a fair."
However, in front of me, she's no different from any other woman.
If she really hated it, she wouldn't be here like this.
"No, Elena. You have to think about it the other way. I picked you after being so picky and choosy, right? It's actually a compliment."
"Ahaha, what is that. Min-jun, you're such a player. Tell me honestly. Min-jun, are you a bad boy?"
"Bad boy? Me?"
I realized something after becoming incredibly handsome.
Women like bad boys? That's bullshit. They just like handsome men.
Then why does the saying that they like bad boys exist?
It's simple.
Handsome men know. They know that even if they do bad things, women will generously let it slide.
"I'm super nice. If I were a bad boy, I would've pounced on you the moment I saw you, Elena."
"You are a bad boy~ Min-jun, you're a total bad guy."
"No no, not at all. I'm holding back with a pretty girl like Elena right in front of me. How gentlemanly is that."
Elena burst into cheerful laughter.
By the way, it's fascinating that Elena, with her typical white appearance, speaks Korean better than a Korean.
"Elena, your Korean is perfect. If I only heard you speak, I'd think you were Korean."
"Of course. I studied so hard."
Hmm.
The Hangul Patch is installed properly. Pass.
"I was into K-pop idols back when I was innocent. I joined fan clubs, but the big official ones were all in Korean. Plus, there was a rumor in overseas fan clubs back then that if a foreigner sent a handwritten letter in Korean to the agency, it would be delivered directly to the idol? I believed that and studied really hard."
She laughs brightly as she says that.
As expected of a foreigner, her reactions are big.
"Elena, you're still like an innocent girl."
"Hey~ Min-jun, that's too much lip service. A girl? I'm 23 now."
"Really? I thought you were 20, Elena."
"Ahaha, Min-jun, you really are a player. Thanks, but I'm not falling for it. I'm not a girl anymore, Min-jun. Plus, I'm not innocent either."
I subtly checked her vibe, but even though she calls me a player, she doesn't seem to care.
Hmm... at this rate, she won't be clingy later.
"If you're not innocent, did you... get corrupted, Elena?"
"Corrupted? Haha, I guess so. Hmm~ in a sense, compared to my innocent days, I'm corrupted."
It was worth spending a day chatting.
Even though this is the first time we've met, it wasn't awkward.
Before, when I used to go around meeting people just to fuck.
Back then, it was so awkward when we first met. Plus, we couldn't even talk, right? We needed to be able to communicate to at least talk and break the ice.
I really need to meet women with the Hangul Patch.
"Anyway, Min-jun. You really are a hot guy."
"Hot guy? Me?"
"Yeah. There's only one hot guy here, right? Obviously it's Min-jun. Look around. Everyone is looking at Min-jun."
I scanned the surroundings following Elena's gaze, and indeed. The surrounding athletes were all glancing this way.
"I don't think it's just because of me. Elena, you're hot too."
If I'm a rising star who shot up during this Olympics, Elena is a traditional sports star who has been famous since her teens.
She was famous enough for even me, who doesn't care about that stuff, to know.
"Maybe they're more interested in Elena than me. The guys are staring so hard? You're so pretty, they can't keep their cool."
I naturally put my hand on Elena's waist.
She looks slender on the outside, but I could feel her firm abdomen at my fingertips.
Elena smiled and spun around, slipping out of my hand.
"Ahaha, Min-jun, you're like my dad. You know that was super old-school just now?"
Oh, old...
That was my line with a 100% success rate, and she called it old?
Can't lose.
"Dad? If it's a daughter like Elena, I wouldn't mind being a dad."
"No way."
Elena burst into cheerful laughter and lightly touched my fingertips.
"If Min-jun were my dad, we couldn't kiss like this."
Then she kissed me straight away.
I thought it was a light peck, but the lips that touched lightly tried to pull away, then stuck back together, and a tongue flicked across my mouth.
"...Right. Can't do this kind of kiss with a dad."
"See? Still want to be a dad?"
Elena smiles coyly.
Being on the receiving end isn't my style. I quickly put my hand on Elena's waist and pulled her into my arms.
"No. Thinking about it again, rather than hearing 'dad' from Elena, I think it'd be better to hear 'dad' from Elena's child."
I whispered in the ear of Elena, who was pulled in without resistance.
Is her ear a weak point? She shivers as I whisper in her ear.
"Haa... Min-jun, aren't you too skilled?"
"Skilled? That's a misunderstanding."
"Hmm. I was only going to talk with Min-jun... but just now, I wanted to check if Min-jun could be a good dad."
What! Only talk!? Who said so! Absolutely not.
"Checking is good. Want to go to my room and check?"
"...Okay."
Elena's voice was strangely moist.
Back at the lodging, only staff were in the lobby.
Thankfully, no coaching staff or seniors. If they saw this, they'd make a fuss about being jealous or a traitor.
I didn't miss the chance, quickly put my hand on Elena's waist, and headed to the room.
Feeling the firm waist of a track athlete at my fingertips, I recall the photos of Elena's competition I saw on the internet.
Wearing the high-exposure outfit typical of sprinters.
Similar to the bloomer-like things in Japanese anime, short spats that reveal the thighs—don't know if they're panties or pants—and a short sleeveless tee that shows off her firm abs.
Because of that, even her dynamic, plump butt and thighs revealed when running were clearly visible.
I was so impressed watching Elena's competition videos.
'Is it much different from Heeyeon Noona's body?'
Heeyeon Noona was also firm and sexy like a tennis player.
Ah, thinking about it makes me horny.
"Elena. Want to wash up first?"
"Umm~ can't we wash together?"
As soon as we entered the room, Elena, who stripped off her clothes, asked while covering her body with a towel. It's tantalizing that only the important parts are ambiguously hidden.
"If you take off the towel, I'll wash with you."
"Ahaha, pervert."
"Pervert? It's Elena's fault. You're so attractive, how can I hold back."
Acting like it's nothing, but Elena's face was red up to her ears.
Seems she's embarrassed even though she's covering with a towel. Since she'd be embarrassed if I were undressing alone, I quickly took off my clothes.
"...Oh."
I almost burst out laughing at the exclamation when I dropped my pants and underwear at once.
Oh, huh. Even if the Hangul Patch is at a local level, can't help the exclamation.
"Want to touch it?"
"Can I?"
"Have to check. Whether Elena likes it or not."
"Ah, right."
Elena, who approached holding the towel covering her body with one hand, carefully strokes the glans.
...Feels like stroking a puppy or kitten.
It was a strangely clumsy touch, but just from Elena's touch, my dick, which was half-erect, stood up stiffly and stuck to my belly button.
"Oh, oh. Min-jun, it stood up!"
"Because Elena's hand feels good."
"Did it feel good?"
"Of course. Touch it more."
"U, umm..."
She carefully stroked down the shaft of my dick, which was stuck flat against my solar plexus as if boasting of its weight, and muttered as if talking to herself.
"It's super hot. Hard and... it's twitching."
Clumsy touch as if it's her first time touching. But as expected of an elite athlete, after stroking the shaft a few times, Elena's touch quickly became familiar.
"Oh! Min-jun, Min-jun! Did you see that!? It said hi to me!"
"Kuh."
Elena made a fuss after seeing it twitching largely.
I was going to eat her up right away, but the reaction was fascinating and funny, so I left it alone.
Watching her, curious about what kind of reaction she'd show. A moment later, seeing the pre-cum on the tip of the glans due to excitement, Elena jumped up.
"It came out! Min-jun! It came out! It came out!!"
"Came out? What?"
"This! This sticky thing came out!!"
She poked the pre-cum on the tip of the glans with her finger, and it stretched stickily. Seeing that, Elena got excited again and jumped.
"Oh! Did you see!? Did you see this?! Min-jun, it's Spider-Man!"
"Keuh... do you know what that is?"
"I know!"
Elena answered with a confident smile.
"Cum!"
"Puhut!"