Chapter 388: Night Wrestling
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 388: Night Wrestling
“He-euk! Ha-ahhh!”
Looking at Seo Ye-rin sprawled out on the floor, I felt a slight pang of guilt.
Her pleading for me to stop had triggered a certain sadistic urge in me, and since it was a side of her she rarely showed, I ended up getting a bit more aggressive than intended.
“Ye-rin, you okay?”
“Hey, is she actually dead?”
Choi I-seo and Yoo Ah-rin asked as they looked down at her. The glances they shot my way were thick with exasperation.
“Woo-jin, you need to learn some self-control.”
“This jerk thinks everything’s fine as long as he’s thrusting away.”
“Hey, you guys were the ones who told me to do it.”
I tried to plead my innocence, but it didn’t seem very convincing to them.
Well, to be fair, they both let go halfway through, and I was the one who kept pulling Ye-rin toward me while pounding away.
Wait, now I’m getting a bit annoyed.
“Yoo Ah-rin, get over here. You were supposed to be the one ending up like this.”
As I took a long stride toward her, she looked startled and immediately bolted out the door.
Thud, thud, thud, thud!
“It’s a cock monster!”
“Get back here, you brat!”
Yoo Ah-rin sprinted into the living room.
She even scrambled up the stairs to the second floor, running impressively fast for someone completely naked.
She ducked into an empty room and locked the door. I knocked several times, but she refused to come out.
“Fine, just you wait until you come out.”
“Wow, how many rounds have you gone already and you’re still down for more?! Is it even still up?”
At her words, I glanced down to check.
I asked the guy hanging limp down there.
‘You good?’
Hell yeah.
“He says he’s good to go.”
“Fuck, did you just have a conversation with your dick? That is actually disgusting. I can’t believe you’re making jokes like that!”
“Congratulations. He’s your husband.”
“You son of a… bitch…”
“Hmm? Your voice trailed off there. Doesn’t sound so bad when I call him your husband, does it?”
“I hate you, you prick! Go away!”
Realizing she wasn’t coming out anytime soon, I headed back down to the first floor to find Choi I-seo putting her clothes back on.
“What’s up? Why are you getting dressed?”
“...I don’t even understand that question. Why wouldn’t I?”
“I mean, it’s just us. Can’t we just walk around naked?”
“Forget it, just put some clothes on. You said you wanted to eat meat.”
“It’s a hassle.”
“I don’t want to see that thing dangling around!”
“Fine, fine. I get it.”
I might get grease on my skin while eating, anyway. Regretfully, I headed into the room to get dressed.
Seo Ye-rin was still sprawled on the floor. Stepping back into the room after being outside, the thick, musky air felt heavy and unpleasant.
“Ugh, what is that smell? I need to open a window.”
As I opened the window, Seo Ye-rin let out a little shiver.
I asked her while pulling on my clothes.
“Ye-rin, get up and eat some meat. It’s a late-night snack, but if you don’t eat now, you’ll be too exhausted to function.”
“The culprit is Kimu-jin.”
“Maybe not. Should I help you wash up first?”
As I pondered, Seo Ye-rin wiggled her way over to me.
“Give me a piggyback ride.”
“Can’t move?”
“Nuh-uh.”
After getting dressed myself, I hoisted Seo Ye-rin onto my back. Finally, I grabbed a towel and draped it over her shoulders to cover her up.
“Let’s gooo.”
“Let’s go.”
The two of us let out weak cheers.
When we reached the living room, Choi I-seo had already finished setting up to grill the meat.
“I’ll just use a frying pan, okay? It’s too much work to get the charcoal ready again.”
“Of course. It’s for us, not for our Seo-woo.”
When I grumbled my reply, Choi I-seo looked at me with a sigh.
“Are you really going to be like that?”
“Yes, I am! Do you know how much this dad was looking forward to meeting our Seo-woo?! Ugh! Seo-woo! My son!”
“I felt bad, so the four of us did it together, didn’t we?”
“Woo-jin, did you already pick a name for our baby too?”
I answered as I sat her down on the sofa.
“Since it’s Ye-rin and Woo-jin combined, how about Ye-jin? Don’t you think it’d be pretty for a daughter?”
“But aren’t the names a bit too literal? I-seo and Woo-jin make ‘Seo-woo,’ Ye-rin and Woo-jin make ‘Ye-jin.’ It feels a bit lazy.”
“...You think so?”
“Don’t you think it’d be prettier if we combined Hanja or mixed in some English?”
She had a point.
At Seo Ye-rin’s words, I felt the need for some deep contemplation.
These were names they’d carry for the rest of their lives; shouldn’t I make them sound cool and beautiful?
“For I-seo and Woo-jin’s son, let’s name him Wooser, so he grows up kind and pure!”
“Uther! Your opponent is—!”
“Hahaha! As expected of Woo-jin! You caught that right away!”
“...Could you guys not play around with my son’s name?”
Choi I-seo pouted while grilling the meat. I wondered if there was any point in talking about this when they weren’t even pregnant yet.
But no one pointed that out.
Just having this conversation was incredibly fun.
“It would be really nice to all live together in a house like this later.”
Actually, we could probably afford a much bigger house than this.
Just imagining that future made me feel good.
It wasn’t just a dream that might happen someday; it was something that could be a reality as soon as I finished my military service.
Since it was beef, it cooked quickly, and Choi I-seo brought over a plate full of meat.
“Look at this. I-seo wearing an apron and taking care of me, telling me to eat breakfast. This is legendary.”
“...Why are you getting emotional all by yourself?”
She grumbled, but she didn’t seem to hate it. Looking a bit embarrassed, I-seo handed me a pair of chopsticks.
Ye-rin, with the towel still draped over her shoulders, smiled as she fantasized.
“Kids, go to Mommy I-seo and Mommy Ah-rin. Daddy and Mommy have something to do privately. Oh my, honey... the kids are watching. Just wait a little longer.”
What is wrong with this girl?
“Are you an adult video scriptwriter or something?”
As I stuffed meat into my mouth, looking at her in disbelief, Seo Ye-rin gave a silly grin and suddenly hopped off the sofa to do a headstand.
A headstand?
“What is she doing?”
Just then, Yoo Ah-rin came down the stairs.
She was wearing a white robe from the pool villa.
“I guess she smelled the meat.”
“Like a wild animal.”
“No, I mean, why is she doing that? Am I the only one seeing this?”
Yoo Ah-rin was right.
Honestly, I had no idea why Seo Ye-rin had suddenly flipped upside down either.
She was resting her head on the sofa and using the backrest for support, but her posture was so awkward she looked like she might tip over at any second.
However, Seo Ye-rin shouted with a bright smile while still upside down.
“You guys should do it too! You get pregnant if you do this!”
“...”
“Woo-jin’s sperm is currently in my ut—”
“You crazy bitch! Just eat your meat!”
As Yoo Ah-rin huffed in annoyance, Seo Ye-rin let out a sigh and returned to her normal position.
“Ah-rin, don’t be so jealous. You’re just upset because Woo-jin didn’t finish inside you, right? You should have held out longer, you weakling.”
“Can I hit her?”
Yoo Ah-rin gripped her chopsticks tightly, pointing them at Seo Ye-rin. She looked ready to pounce the moment I gave the word.
“Enough, you guys. If you have that much energy left, go boil some ramyeon. I already grilled the meat.”
“Sigh. Seo Ye-rin, follow me. Let’s make ramyeon.”
“My legs hurt too much to move, though.”
Despite their words, the two of them headed to the kitchen together. They bickered and fought along the way, but that was basically a daily occurrence now.
“You grilled the meat well, I-seo. Lie down and eat some.”
“Thanks—wait, lie down and eat?”
Choi I-seo asked what I was talking about, but I smoothly changed the subject so it wouldn’t seem awkward.
“That was hard earlier, wasn’t it? Put your legs on my lap. I’ll give you a massage.”
“I appreciate it, but... why do you keep trying to make me lie down? Do you want to go again?”
“No, it’s not that...”
I debated whether to tell her or not.
But then again, what secrets were left between us?
“Well, I’m worried the sperm might leak out if you’re sitting or standing.”
“...”
“Ye-rin said it earlier! I thought it wouldn’t hurt to try anything!”
“Sigh. Woo-jin.”
Choi I-seo let out a long sigh and picked up a piece of beef with her chopsticks.
Then, she naturally stuffed it into my mouth to shut me up.
“I’m really sorry for tricking you, but you know our lives would get difficult if we got pregnant right now.”
Munch, munch.
“You’ve already received your draft notice. If we get pregnant now, it’ll just weigh on your mind while you’re in the military. Because you won’t be able to be here with us.”
Munch, munch.
“If we were pregnant and an emergency happened while you were away in the army, who would take care of us?”
“I... guess so.”
I finished chewing the beef and nodded.
Thinking it over while eating, I realized I-seo was absolutely right.
I had been hopeful, but getting pregnant now would only make things harder.
“Sorry for being stubborn.”
When I apologized with slumped shoulders, Choi I-seo sighed, looked at me, and then slid over to lie down with her legs stretched toward me.
“Still... if it happens, I guess it’s just fate.”
“I-seo.”
“I’m only lying down because I’m tired! Just massage my legs.”
“Yes, ma’am!”
I couldn’t tell if she was letting me win or if I was letting her win.
Regardless, I worked hard to massage Choi I-seo’s legs, helping her recover from the exhaustion of earlier.
* * *
“How many packs of ramyeon are we even making?”
“There are four of us, so we have to make at least eight!”
“Ugh, we have meat too.”
Yoo Ah-rin and Seo Ye-rin grumbled as they boiled the water.
From which brand of ramyeon to use to how many packs to cook, the two of them were in constant conflict.
Seo Ye-rin wanted to make black bean ramyeon to eat with the beef, while Yoo Ah-rin wanted something spicy to settle her stomach.
“Hey, let’s just make both. I’ll make the soup kind, you make the black bean kind.”
“Roger!”
Seo Ye-rin gave a salute and started tearing open the black bean ramyeon bags.
Watching her, Yoo Ah-rin felt a strange sensation and muttered to herself.
“Man, she wasn’t like this back in high school.”
“Uh-uh! Don’t talk about high school! That’s forbidden!”
“Why? Are you embarrassed?”
“Of course! Especially don’t say anything to Woo-jin!”
“...”
Did I just find a weakness?
Yoo Ah-rin started to feel a bit excited, but Seo Ye-rin crossed her arms while holding the tongs and sneered.
“Should I talk about Chan-woo and Jin-ho?”
“...Should I just make the black bean ramyeon too?”
“That is enough. I am not that cruel.”
‘Dammit.’
Realizing that she had far more weaknesses back in high school, Yoo Ah-rin decided to shut up and just cook the ramyeon.
Once they were finished.
When they returned to the living room, they were greeted by a sight that was hard to believe.
“He-help! Someone stop him!”
Choi I-seo was being held upside down by Kim Woo-jin, who was gripping her waist.
They wondered what on earth was happening, but Choi I-seo shouted the explanation.
“He’s doing this because he believed that weird thing Seo Ye-rin said earlier!”
“Aha! You’re getting pregnant too!”
Seo Ye-rin burst out laughing so hard she almost dropped the pot.
Kim Woo-jin flinched like a thief caught red-handed and looked over at the two of them.
“What are you doing?”
When Yoo Ah-rin asked in an annoyed tone, Kim Woo-jin thought for a moment before answering.
“Tombstone Piledriver.”
“Are you the Undertaker? Put her down before I kill you.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
The moment he gingerly set Choi I-seo down, Yoo Ah-rin vaulted over the sofa and connected with a dropkick right into Kim Woo-jin.
“Gah!”
“Six-one-niiine!”