The First Date of the World’s Greatest Girlfriend

The day I confessed to the world’s greatest girlfriend. The day we finally let our guards down and transitioned from an ambiguous relationship to being officially "in love." Since this day happened to fall on a Saturday—with a class reunion already behind us—and the next day was Sunday, we had nothing to worry about.

"Huu…."

"Haa, haa, haa…♥"

Naturally, we spent the rest of the day draining our energy at a nearby motel. Fueled by the heat of the confession, we spent the early hours of the morning rubbing our skin together, savoring the lingering afterglow of our new status. Afterward, I lay side-by-side with Yeoeun, who was completely bare. Her face was lovely—no, it was lovely every single time I looked at it. After we finished, she looked even prettier, and I gently brushed back her hair as she panted, still catching her breath. As I stroked her, I whispered to her.

"Hey, you know?"

"Mm… what is it?"

We had been drenched in sweat. As Yeoeun lifted her head with dazed eyes, her breasts swayed beautifully beneath me. Squish, squish♥

"……."

"…You pervert♥"

I had intended to say something, but my instincts took over and I touched her instead. I lowered my hand, kneading her massive breasts to my heart's content, and finished my whisper.

"It’s almost morning, you know?"

"Ah… is it? Has it already been that long?"

Yeoeun glanced at the window with tired eyes, then asked, "What should we do? Should we pull the blanket up and get a little more sleep?"

"No, look…"

Perhaps I had worn her out with my excessive passion, because she was already completely exhausted. Of course, cuddling and sleeping together like this was nice, but in truth, I was still so full of energy that I couldn't possibly sleep. So, I made a proposal.

"How about… we go home now, and then meet up again at lunch for a date?"

"……? We’re meeting right now, so why on earth would we break up just to meet again?"

She tilted her head, looking genuinely confused. "Why?"

"Well, it’s just… I think it’ll feel more real if we meet up again. I mean… we promised to officially date now, right? As boyfriend and girlfriend…."

At that, Yeoeun shifted her gaze away. As if embarrassed by such labels when we were already completely naked and doing all sorts of things, she slowly pulled the blanket up from where it lay. She replied, trying her best to act like it was no big deal.

"Well… it’s not like what we do will be any different from when we were 'sex friends,' so why go through the trouble?"

"Being here together is great, but I really want to go out and play with you, Yeoeun…."

"Ha… is that really the only reason?"

Her tone suggested she couldn't believe me. "Honestly."

Even so, the corners of her mouth curled up into a smile. As if she couldn't win against my strange persistence, she caressed my cheek and said, "You know, honey."

"Yeah?"

"You’re like a 100% purebred 'dog'."

"……."

I was flustered, but Yeoeun seemed to enjoy it. She giggled at my sullen ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠expression, as if this ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠was exactly the reaction she had wanted.

"……Is that a compliment?"

"Yeah♥ A huge one. I happen to like the canine species."

"Wouldn't 'puppy' be a more refined way to put it…?"

"Hehehe."

She didn't correct herself, just laughed it off. Regardless, after the conversation ended, we washed up, got dressed, and slipped out of the motel in the morning. We caught a taxi, and I dropped Yeoeun off at her place before heading to my own. As soon as I arrived, I showered again to wash off the scent, then spent thirty minutes digging through my mediocre closet to put together an outfit. I polished myself up for the date we had just scheduled and headed to our meeting spot.

It was a bit artificial, I suppose. Meeting up, parting ways, and then preparing to meet again just three hours later, all to feel the "vibe" of a real relationship. But I truly enjoyed this re-established relationship. I savored the fluttering excitement of our first date as a real "couple."

We kept exchanging messages, constantly checking each other's locations. Just seeing the new contact name I’d saved—‘Girlfriend Yeoeun♥’—made me grin like an idiot before we even met. I think I waited at the station for about thirty minutes. Since it was a spontaneous, last-minute plan, and we were constantly texting, it didn't really feel like waiting at all. When Yeoeun finally stepped out of the taxi in front of the station, she grumbled, "Honestly, you're so annoying for insisting we meet up again…."

She complained, but her appearance was absolutely stunning. No short skirt, blouse, or black pants this time. Instead, she was wearing the white tennis skirt she’d worn once before. To match the warming weather, she had on a short-sleeved shirt and a choker wrapped prettily around her neck. She looked much younger. She had always exuded a mature vibe, but this time, she’d styled herself with a more youthful, fresh look.

'Wow…….'

My heart soared the moment I saw her. We had met just three hours ago, but Yeoeun, while pretending to be annoyed, had presented a completely different impression. It was an outfit designed to make any man fall head over heels. "Heh, we just met, why are you so nervous?"

"Th-that’s because…!"

"Forget it. My feet hurt, let’s walk to the cafe♡"

She linked her arm through mine naturally. She pulled me in close so her breasts pressed against my elbow, and she even leaned her head against me. She had looked so tired at the motel, but she had completely shaken it off as if it never happened. "Since we came back out because of you, you better play with me properly♥"

"I'll play with you until you get sick of me, Yeoeun."

"Hee~♥"

And so we walked. We walked peacefully, just like the many other couples crowding the city center on a weekend.

Actually, Yeoeun’s advice had been right. Just because we became a couple didn't mean there was some incredible, groundbreaking content to experience. We drank coffee at a cafe and chatted, watched a movie if we were bored, and wandered around the cool department store window-shopping. Unless the environment changed, the things to enjoy in the city were always the same. Yet, the world I saw was completely different. It might sound absurd, but my heart felt so full that even if I gave it all away, it would still be overflowing.

"Honey, they say ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠this is a new product, try a taste."

'Wow… look at how thoughtful my girlfriend is.'

"Ooh~ this tastes like junk food, but it’s actually pretty good?"

'Wow… my girlfriend is even pretty when she eats.'

"I wonder if this would fit me, what do you think? Is this… a bit too much?"

'Seriously… my girlfriend is pretty in anything she wears. Is she actually a goddess?'

Everything about her was lovely. Every single thing she did made me want to die of happiness. That was it. The reason I wanted to go out and play was simply because I wanted to enjoy this.

"Hehehe, what’s so funny that you keep smiling?"

"…Because I like you, Yeoeun."

"……! D-don't say it so openly like that. You dummy!?"

The right to call this Joo Yeoeun my "girlfriend." Having cut off the ambiguous relationship and being able to comfortably call her my girlfriend made me feel like a weight had been lifted. Walking the streets with Yeoeun, who had truly become my girlfriend. It was a childish desire to show off, to be a doting fool, but I couldn't help it. To the people watching, they might just be filled with envy and annoyance, but unfortunately for them, I was dying of happiness. When she intentionally pressed her elbow against her chest, I wanted to hug her tight. I was excited that I could proudly order the "couple menu" when we went to eat. Every time we walked somewhere, I held her hand tightly, and even after holding it for a long time, it still felt like I was being electrocuted. It was just good. It was so good that I was confused about what "liking" even meant anymore.

"Huu… honey, let’s sit on a bench for a bit."

Then, perhaps her legs were getting tired, Yeoeun made a suggestion. I must have dragged her around too much, so we immediately sat on a nearby bench in the shade of a tree, and I checked on her condition. "Ah! We stayed up all night, didn't we? O-oh, should we call it a day here?"

I simply thought she was getting tired. I figured she was in a state where walking was difficult after staying up all night.

"……Honey."

However, Yeoeun’s face became quite serious. It was a seriousness I had sensed many times before. It was that anxious look Yeoeun had when she had something on her mind. …Gulp! I was nervous. I thought things were going well, but I was terrified that the fox’s whims had kicked in again.

"Huu… you know, I’ve been debating whether or not to tell you this…."

"Mm-hmm!"

When I gestured for her to come closer, she leaned her ear right against me. There, Yeoeun finally gave a faint smile. Her serious eyes tilted into crescents, her lips curved into a suggestive line, and she whispered, 'Actually, today—'

It was a very stupid proposal. Why go through the trouble of breaking up just to meet again? Why do such an unproductive, unnecessary thing? 'Really… he’s definitely a large dog that needs to be taken out for walks occasionally.'

Personally, I would have preferred to just sleep and have sex at the motel. I liked it when we would get lazy while having sex, or when we would cuddle and fall asleep. Still, I accepted it. Even if it was stupid, I did what he wanted because I was afraid he might get sullen if I didn't.

"Should we try an escape room cafe next time?!"

…And then, this retriever was completely thrilled. I had put in the effort to dress up and come out, and he showed 200% more activity than usual. The reason was simple.

"Oh, can Yeoeun use this coupon too?"

"Hm? What is it?"

"So, this is…."

"……."

He showed me his phone, pretending to share something, but it was just to show me the changed contact name. He had started emphasizing "girlfriend," the relationship we had entered just yesterday. It was obvious. He was blatantly focusing on our new relationship, even showing it off as if to confirm it again and again. Now that I saw it, it seemed he was desperate to show off our relationship by coming out here. He was obsessively checking, just wanting to walk with me, match his steps to mine, and squeeze my hand while watching a movie he had no interest in. He had been so sluggish before we slept together, but he truly seemed to want this deep "couple" relationship. When I told him I liked him, he just wagged his tail as if he were dying of happiness at every activity we did together.

'Ha… he’s such a dummy♥'

It was strange, but I found myself getting excited too. I was overwhelmed by his positive energy—the way he was just so crazy about me—that I started feeling good about even the most trivial things. A simple arcade game that I wouldn't have even glanced at because it was boring was now fun. The silly expression he made whenever I leaned my head on him was fun. I kept playing my usual pranks, holding his hand until it got sweaty, but I didn't hate it. So, I made a decision. Since he had finally confessed that he liked me and we had moved to a new level in our relationship, I hadn't wanted to move this quickly, but I wanted to give this cute dog a reward. No, I ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠wanted to wrap what I had been wanting to do since "that time" as a reward and give it to him at a high price.

'Huu… you know, I’ve been debating whether or not to tell you this….'

I did a bit of acting. It was fun to see him go from dying of happiness to being nervous, so I toyed with him a little before giving this dog, who was showing so much affection, a treat. Sitting on the bench for a moment, pressing down on the back of his hand, I gave him a reward I would never have allowed any other male. 'Actually, today—'

…Gulp♥

'I calculated it, and it’s a safe day♡'