Cafe (Part 2)
"I came because you said you were working part-time."
"…Yeah."
Lim Se-yeong approached with a bright smile. Perhaps it was thanks to the memories of this body she'd uncovered yesterday — Se-yeong looked better to her than before. Without meaning to, a faint smile tugged at her lips. But only for a moment…
Swish—
She shuddered.
A chilling contact between her waist and buttocks. Someone was being brazenly obvious, yet simultaneously secretive, and her body gave a short tremor as her back straightened.
"…Se-yeong, is it?"
A low voice came from behind her. To her ears, it sounded almost like a growl. At the same time, she felt another sensation against her backside.
"Yes, hello."
Lim Se-yeong, unaware of the situation, greeted Choi Deok-hun cheerfully.
"As you can see, I'm incredibly busy right now. Keep the conversation short, and if you're not here to order anything, come back later."
Deok-hun spoke curtly, as if something displeased him. And at the same time…
Thwack—
The back of Deok-hun's hand struck her buttock as he turned away. Unlike before, his hand brushed against a more brazen spot.
"Ugh…"
She let out a small sound. An even more blatant touch was beginning. She should have felt disgust and anxiety.
But her body…
Slurp—
As if anticipating something, the front of her panties dampened slightly, and her lower body trembled with an inexplicable, strange arousal. Her toes curled inside her shoes.
"A-yeong? What's wrong?"
Lost in thought, she was jolted back by Se-yeong's voice calling her name.
"Ah! Yeah. What did you say?"
"I just thought you'd canceled our plans because of your part-time job."
"Ah… Ah! Right. Because of the job. I'm sorry for canceling."
At her words, Se-yeong spoke with a hint of disappointment.
"If that was the reason, I should've worked alongside you."
She quickly thought that it would be fine if Se-yeong worked here too. Wouldn't it be safer with Se-yeong around?
Just as she was about to open her mouth—
"Lim Se-yeong… have you gotten your health certificate yet?"
Deok-hun tossed out a single remark. She glanced at him sidelong.
"It's already late today, and even if you go tomorrow, it'll take at least a week to get it…"
At Deok-hun's words, Se-yeong's face fell.
"Even if I work here, it'll be a week before I can start."
The disappointed Se-yeong voiced his regret.
"Ah… Right. A-yeong, I should've gotten mine at the same time as you."
And she…
"No. There's no need for three people at the cafe…"
—there is—
For a moment, she had tried to deny Se-yeong's suggestion. Just as a flustered feeling rose within her, Se-yeong picked up the thread.
"That's a shame. I'll come visit often until I start school."
Before she could even answer, Deok-hun cut in.
"Yeah. Get going."
With an attitude and gesture like he was shooing away a peddler, he sent Se-yeong on his way.
That moment when she'd tried to deny Se-yeong at the end… what exactly was that…
Thwack—
"A-yeong, finish washing the dishes over there. I'll tidy up the tables."
Deok-hun tapped her arm as he spoke. She looked at the sink piled high with dishes. Her energy drained away, and she let out a sigh.
By eight in the evening, they had closed up and locked the cafe door. Since talking with Se-yeong, she'd worked nonstop. She hadn't even had time to sort through her feelings about what had happened earlier — just busy, mindless labor.
Her emotions were growing hazy. Deok-hun, who had been trailing behind her, called out.
"A-yeong."
She shuddered.
"Y-yes…?"
"It was your first day working here — how about we go out for a post-work meal?"
Deok-hun called to her with a world's most tender expression. But she had no idea what desire lurked behind that face. Only the sense that it would be extremely dangerous.
"No! I already planned to have dinner with my dad at home today!"
She answered quickly and ran home.
— One day before Park A-yeong's part-time job —
Park A-yeong. She had been incredibly pretty since childhood. After puberty, not only her face but her body had matured considerably.
She was a friend's daughter, and since she was still young, he had held back.
But yesterday, she had come to the store. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't have even glanced at her —
— yet he felt her gaze sweep over him. Especially the way her eyes lingered on his intimate area. The moment he saw that, he felt the desire he'd been suppressing become unbearable.
After a brief pleasure, what came into view was Lim Se-yeong sitting across from her.
Seeing Se-yeong sitting across from Park A-yeong and smiling — something unbearable began to leak out of him.
Jealousy. Restlessness. And
a possessive desire for Park A-yeong.
Right — he'd recently heard from his older brother that Park A-yeong wanted to work part-time. He should recommend that she work at this store.
— The day of Park A-yeong's part-time job —
Finally. A-yeong had come to the store.
She pretended not to notice him, but he couldn't pretend not to see the way her eyes swept over his intimate area. At the same time, the strange tremor in A-yeong's breathing.
A-yeong was definitely interested.
Still, too brazen behavior might make her dislike him.
It was time to test how far she'd react to natural contact.
Her fingertips, her gaze, the tremor in her body, even her breathing… He wouldn't miss a single movement, not even the smallest sound of breath.
"Hah… hah. This should be enough…"
She panted heavily. Afraid Deok-hun might chase after her, she had run quickly all the way near her house.
Cold, clear air brushed past her, but the inside of her heart was not cold. Deok-hun's gaze and touch would not leave her mind.
Especially that thing… that anyone could feel…
"Ahh…"
She should have felt disgust and revulsion, but strangely, her body was warming with a gentle heat.
"Really… why does this feel so strange?"
Her fingertips trembled on their own, her waist tensed subtly and stiffened. Just thinking about it made her breath grow slightly shorter, her heart pound.
A strange heat spread from her chest throughout her entire body. Suddenly, the strength left her legs and she swayed.
"W-what is this."
For a moment, she felt the front of her panties dampen with moisture. Disgust, anxiety, and arousal tangled together, muddying her mind.
And then it suddenly came to her. The pheromone parameter.
"This reaction… there's no doubt."
Choi Deok-hun was definitely playing the role of one of the characters from the game.
"I'm definitely being affected by it."
She muttered to herself, trying as hard as she could to suppress her body's reactions. But she felt that Deok-hun's gaze and touches had already begun stimulating her pheromones.
The arousal her body felt was growing stronger, and calculations tangled in her mind.
"If this keeps going… he'll get even more aggressive at the cafe."
Numbers flickered in her mind like a game screen.
Park A-yeong : Pheromone Level 12… 15
Choi Deok-hun : Pheromone Level 20… 25
"Ah… I need to control myself."
At the same time as this thought, Se-yeong came to mind.
His bright, gentle smile, his friendly voice — the flaws she'd seen at first had faded. She was gradually merging with this body.
Se-yeong looked better than before. Definitely…
"But why…"
"Why am I getting more aroused by that… ugh… disgusting thing…"
Was this a fate she couldn't refuse? Externally, Se-yeong was clearly the better option, but at the cafe earlier…
"Why did I try to reject Se-yeong…"
"Se-yeong would be better…"
Her words kept getting swallowed. She repeated them to herself, trying to sort through her thoughts, but no answer came.
Amid the growing confusion, she tried to steady her heart. If she couldn't stop everything, she'd tackle it one thing at a time.
"What I can do right now is control my pheromones."
In the game, it was simply explained as something that appeared when you got aroused, but she had no idea how it worked in reality.
Before this, she hadn't even known pheromones actually existed. Was it really the pheromones? But she couldn't think of anything else to do.
"Right. This isn't because I'm aroused."
The confusion in her mind converged into a single thought.
She needed to relieve her desire. Relieve it and lower her pheromone level.
"I just need to relieve myself thoroughly. It's not hard, just once…"
Yesterday's masturbation came to mind. Her sensitive body, her hands exploring every part of her. The way her body accepted everything. The gushing stream, and…
Just thinking about it made her breath grow ragged, her body grow hot. But…
"My hands alone won't be enough…"
A missing final piece came to mind. That moment at the end, when nothing filled the void and she'd let out a sigh.
"That's it. I never made it all the way."
She slipped her hand inside her clothes to check. Her arousal had already soaked through her panties, damp and heavy even through the fabric.
"If I keep it like this… I might go crazy."
Feeling the sensation boiling intensely, she held onto her sanity. She lowered her hand and steadied her breathing.
"Alright… this time I'm absolutely not letting it slide. Masturbation is even more dangerous."
She recalled the goal she'd set yesterday. She had to stand above others. She couldn't be dominated.
"…Let's go run at the park nearby. If my body gets tired, I won't be able to think about anything."
Sorting through her thoughts, she headed for the nearby park. It was evening, and a few people were strolling through the park. She stood to one side and adjusted her posture.
"First… let's run. If I run, I won't think about anything."
She steadied her breath and started running. Not slowly. A bit faster…
"Hah… hah… at this speed… I won't think about anything, right."
Consciously, she emptied her mind and focused only on her footsteps and her breathing. As her body grew tired, the strangely heated sensation also began to calm.
Whoosh… whoosh…
She quickened her pace. Her mind was gradually emptying. The weather was chilly, but sweat began to bead on her skin.
"Running seems to be helping a little."
After a few laps around the park, she headed home. Walking while steadying her breath, the pounding in her chest gradually quieted.
"It's a little chilly…"
As her running sweat cooled, she felt the cold weather. Along with the sweat, her restless feelings settled too.
"Good… I feel like my mind is back."
With a calmer mindset, she entered her home.