Chapter 103
Chapter 103
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 103
Chapter Title: That Time, She (2)
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Beep.
Taking the call, which she assumed was from Pomi, she asked urgently.
"H-how is it? Oppa’s okay, right? Yeah?"
-Uh, yeah. Th-that is...
Her heart sank at the girl's flustered voice.
"Wh-what? Pomi, what's wrong? Is something up with Oppa? No? Right? Nothing’s wrong!"
-Ah, um, wait a sec.
Then, amid the girl's stammering, another woman's moan leaked through.
-Haaah. Choi Jun-young. Huhng. Slurp.
-Sluuurp. Kiss. Fuck, Na-young, why do you taste so damn good...
That was all she heard before the sound suddenly quieted. A moment later, Pomi's voice returned.
-Um, sis. It's... Chunyong's friend. She's drunk and sleeping. Hehe. Seems fine, so can I hang up...
"Send it."
-Huh? Uh?
"Take pictures and video of that bastard and that bitch. Right now. Got it? Say you got it."
-O-okay, got it... Hng. I didn't know.
The worry she'd felt for him just dozens of seconds ago turned to rage, then pure fury.
"Huuuup, phooo. Huup. Puhuuu. Worried for nothing. You shitty bastard."
She tried to rein in her emotions, but the jealousy boiling up to the top of her head showed no sign of subsiding.
"Huuu. Yeah. I knew you couldn't be all mine. I knew that when we got together. Hold it in. Kim Yu-ra. Hold it. You have to hold it... Fuck! Choi Jun-young, you asshole! Do you know how worried I was! Huuu. Hold it. Hold it. Huuu."
She was the one who'd told him, "Just don't get caught cheating." And sending Pomi to spy on him clearly broke that rule.
But now that she'd heard her man's flirty voice with some other woman over the phone, she couldn't easily calm down.
Thirty minutes passed, then an hour.
No video from Pomi yet. Her anger only deepened.
"Oppa, you still going at it with her? Huh? Still fucking right now?"
2:40 a.m. Unable to hold back any longer, she sent an urgent text to Choi Jun-young's phone, which Pomi must have been holding.
[Send]
[Send]
[Send]
[Send] 2:40 a.m.
[Send]
[Send] 2:41 a.m.
[ㅜㅠ Got it all recorded now. Really send?] 2:41 a.m.
She flinched.
Seeing Pomi's reply, Kim Yu-ra froze her mechanically tapping fingers on the screen. Should she even accept this? Really?
The tangled feeling in her head was brief.
Her fingers pressed the screen again.
[Send]
[Send]
[Send] 2:42 a.m.
[Sent it. ㅜㅜ Takes a bit to upload.]
2:42 a.m.
[Delete the texts between you and me from Oppa's phone.]
2:43 a.m.
[OK] 2:43 a.m.
"Ssssip. Huuuu. Hng. Hoo."
Her heart pounded like a drum.
As she gnawed her nails, the message finally arrived. No turning back now.
>1:10:20
"Haaa. Haa."
When she'd seen Yeon Du-na kissing his cheek, her heart had felt like it would burst. What if she saw him with another woman, bodies intertwined? Could she handle it?
Even with those worries, she couldn't stop her finger from hitting play. Soon, the screen showed her man's affair unfolding.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ As if filmed from the ceiling, the camera from high up captured bottles of booze in one corner of the room.
"Ooh! Pomi? Our little Pomi came 'cause Oppa missed you!"
The camera, filming the bottles, whipped sideways at the voice from off-screen. A man with puffy triple, quadruple eyelids waved happily at the lens.
A brief silence followed.
No reply to the man's question came through the video, but he spoke again as if he'd heard something.
"Huh? Sorry?"
Nod nod.
The camera bobbed up and down.
"What? Yu-ra? Yu-ra's mom says comfort our pretty girl~ Pomi! You know Daddy loves you lots, right?"
"...I don't even know anymore."
The girl's resigned voice overlaid as narration.
Then another woman's voice chimed in.
"Hey! Choi Jun-yoooung! Don't you love me?!"
The screen shifted, now capturing a pretty woman on the opposite side. Her bobbed hair, messy from being drunk, stuck to her face here and there.
Both man and woman were wasted, slurring their words.
"Aigoo, our Na-youngie. Of course Oppa loves Na-youngie tons toooo."
"Hmph!"
"Why's Na-youngie mad? We just kissed. Wanna do it again?"
"No? Not with a playboy."
"Ah, do it, do it, kiss meee!"
The man flopped dramatically onto the floor. The woman tsked in exasperation.
"You're crazy, seriously."
"Why? Gonna chase me out again? Not leaving today. Gonna sleep here."
"Hey!"
"Dunno. Won't get up till you kiss me."
"..."
"..."
"...Just a kiss, okay."
The woman puckered her lips like a baby bird. The man shot up eagerly, tripped, and slammed his knee into the floor.
"Ow!"
"Ah, ahaha! Choi Jun-young, you okay? Pfft! Oh god, hilarious! Haa."
"Uh, uhehe. Ack, fucking hurts. Uhehe."
The man grinned like an idiot despite the fall, and the woman clutched her stomach laughing.
"Haa. Ahh. M-my, my stomach hurts. Ahh. Hey! Why you grinning when it hurts? Pervert?"
"Eheung! Pervert yesss!"
"Kyaa~."
The two tumbled to the floor together. When the camera caught them again, their tongues were tangled fiercely.
"Mmph, mmph. Haa, haa. Hehe, hehe. Joo Na-young booze breath. Sssip. Hoo."
"You smell too!"
"But so damn tasty."
"..."
"Hey. You come, gotta go too."
"...You too."
"Me too what? Tasty?"
"Ugh, annoying. No. Done. Move. Mmph! Hnng. Uhm. Chup. Hngh, haaa."
"Huup, smack. Haa, haa. Uhehe."
The woman lay there, man sprawled atop her.
As she panted with watery eyes, the man facing her began subtly moving his hips.
His hand had slyly crept up unnoticed to her chest. When he squeezed gently, her perky breast yielded softly into his palm.
"Chup. Mm, hng! Pfft! Hey! Said just a kiss!"
Slap!
"Ow, stings!"
"Hands off."
"Ah, c'mon. Lemme just a bit."
"Scram. No more freebies!"
"Then what?"
The woman glared briefly at the shameless man, then parted her red lips.
"Say it. Joo Na-young or Yeon Du-na."
"Du-na-young."
He slurred, but she wasn't fooled.
"Say it slow again."
"Huh?"
"You said Du-na-young! Heard it all. Where do you get off—bam! Won't pick right, huh?"
"Joo Na-young now!"
"Ugh, seriously! Fine, no more then!"
She huffed and turned away.
The man poked her side.
"Eek! Hey, you—really!"
"C'mon, Du-na let me."
"What? Du-na let you? Yah!"
She yelled, glaring daggers.
"Ah, why nooot! Du-na said even all three together's fineee!"
"What? Wow, Du-na's crazy."
"Du-na..."
"Haa, that damn Du-na, Du-na!"
"You really won't let me?"
"Nope. No."
"Hey, I got ways."
"Try it. See what happens. Wanna make tomorrow's news?"
"Th-this for real? Won't see you anymore. My willpower... mm, dropped to 12, still low..."
"What're you on about."
Staring down at her bored expression, the man suddenly cupped her face with both hands.
Flinch!
"Wh-what."
She turned away, avoiding his gaze. Staring intensely, he shouted.
"Take thiiis! Enchanting Jade! Love meee!"
The camera shook wildly as the girl's narration returned.
"H-he used a skill right in the open!"
Meanwhile, the woman under him looked puzzled.
"...What was that?"
"Hehe. Magic spell to make you love me."
"Bull. Drunk?"
"Real! Hey, you said kisses are okay."
"Huh?"
"Just a few more. It'll be different."
"Ha! Lame. Fine, try."
She scoffed but puckered slightly. He devoured her lips.
"Mm. Chup. Mm. Uh? Hngh! Haak!"
They'd raved about each other's taste before, but her reaction differed now.
Excited moans spilled from her.
"Haak, ahng! Wh-what is this. Choi Jun-young, I feel weird. Ang!"
"Huup, chup. Hn, hehe. Told ya it'd be different."
After a long kiss, she shuddered.
"Mmph! Ummph!"
Thud thud! Thud!
At her signal pounding his chest, he pulled back.
"Haa, haaa. How's that?"
"Haaa, uu. W-wait. Hngh?"
Lifting her chin, he gazed deeply.
"Hey, date me."
"Hey, no two-timing."
She couldn't meet his eyes anymore, gaze sliding away.
"She said okay. Just say yes."
"Crazy bitch Du-na."
"Hehe. Do it once with me, you'll go crazy too?"
"Shu-ut? Ang. Nooo... Hng! Ummph! Hngggg?"
Another long kiss. Her body trembled harder.
"Aaak! M-mee? Ak!"
Squish. Ssss.
A faint sound, and her pants soaked through.
"Hng, hehe. Hey. Just kisses and you peed from how good?"
"N-no."
"You're so cute embarrassed. Wet? Lemme take 'em off?"
"Don'ttt."
As his hand reached her pants, she wiggled her hips in weak resistance—looking more like teasing now.
"Na-young, pants off. Gotta change quick!"
"Hiiing, annoying. Embarrassing."
"Embarrassing my ass. Adorable. C'mon, lift hips a bit. Oooh, good girl. Whoa, lots."
"...I'll do the rest. Don't look."
"O-oh! L-letting me watch?"
She sighed.
"Must be drunk. Haa. Regret tomorrow for sure?"
"No regrets. Real. Honest."
"Ugh. Eyes bulging for one go."
"Hey. So we're dating then?"
"...Try it first. Decide after?"
"Don't act tough after melting from kisses."
"No. Out."
"Always kicking me out. Sorry. No more teasing. Lemme."
"Ahh, zero mood."