Chapter 513: Instead of Chicken(Non-Adult Edition)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 513: Instead of Chicken(Non-Adult Edition)
(This chapter is intended for minor readers. The plot remains the same as the previous chapter.)
"My tongue tastes sour."
"This girl..."
A harsh word almost slipped out of my mouth. I clearly told her we should stop, but since she kept stuffing herself with chicken radish instead of the actual chicken, of course her tongue was going to taste sour.
"I told you we should stop while we were ahead."
"B-but it’s fun. Don't you think I've gotten better at kissing?"
"Sigh, what on earth..."
It was hard to deny, which made it even more frustrating.
Through the 'chicken radish training method,' Choi Jin-ah’s kissing skills had indeed leveled up quite a bit.
"Still, we should eat the chicken. It’s all gone cold."
As I grumbled, Choi Jin-ah pouted right back at me.
"Later on, you were the one just swallowing the radish immediately so you could keep kissing."
"..."
"Why are you acting like you didn't enjoy it?!"
"Ahem, let's just eat."
I reached for the chicken with a stoic face, but Choi Jin-ah irritably slapped the back of my hand.
"Are you kidding me?! You’re going to eat chicken now, after setting this kind of mood?"
"...I never thought the day would come when I'd hear those words from you, Jin-ah."
Just a moment ago, she completely killed the mood the second the chicken arrived, running off like a maniac only to trip and fall. Now, she was giving me grief for ruining the atmosphere.
"They say geniuses are always a bit mentally ill."
At my murmur, Choi Jin-ah glared and pointed a finger at me.
"The person I know who needs to see a psychiatrist the most is you, Woo-jin!"
"Why me?"
"Why you?! Did you really just ask 'why me' right now?!"
I knew why, but for some reason, I didn't want to back down here. Honestly, aren't we both experts at ruining the mood?
As we huffed and puffed, pouring out words and blaming each other, before I knew it—
"Mmph!"
For some reason, I was kissing Choi Jin-ah again.
I pushed her back against the sofa while we were still sitting, and Jin-ah tangled her tongue with mine, showing off her newly improved skills to her heart's content.
"Phew."
"Haaah."
As our lips parted, we both caught our breath. The thin thread of saliva connecting our lips was proof of just how intense the kiss had been.
"W-why were we kissing?"
I asked, feeling a bit dazed as I caught my breath. Choi Jin-ah thought for a moment, then tilted her head.
"I-I don't know?"
"We were definitely fighting—"
"We were talking about why the mood keeps getting ruined—"
"Let's do it some more and think about it."
At my suggestion, Choi Jin-ah’s face flushed red, but she nodded.
"O-okay."
The kiss resumed.
I stealthily moved my hands and began to undress her.
Before long, I had unbuttoned her pajama top and slid it down to reveal her shoulders. Choi Jin-ah, startled, began to swat at my shoulders.
"Mngh?!"
I pulled my lips away, fearing one of us might bite our tongue at this rate. Choi Jin-ah shouted at me.
"What the?! Why are you so good at taking clothes off?!"
"...Because I've done it a lot?"
My clothes-stripping skills—the ones Seo Ye-rin admired, Choi I-seo was surprised by, and Yoo Ah-rin was horrified by.
In fact, I had once received the 'compliment' that I was better at taking off women's clothes than women were themselves.
"Th-that’s really unpleasant—D-don't take them off!"
Despite her words, Choi Jin-ah’s top was already gone, leaving her bare.
Since she was in pajamas, she wasn't wearing a bra, and her breasts were fully exposed.
She hurriedly covered herself with both hands and shrieked.
"Are you some kind of master?! How are you so good at this! G-get away!"
I knew from experience.
Usually, when the top comes off, they cover their chest with both arms like that.
Then they struggle and try to push you away with their legs—and that’s exactly when you take off the pants.
"Eek?!"
Choi Jin-ah turned even redder as her pajama pants were pulled down along with her panties in one smooth motion.
"Wait! I-I'll take them off myself! So—!"
She hurriedly tensed her legs, trying to keep them on, but once it had reached this point, it was already over.
She bent her legs, trying to hook them at the knees to hold on for dear life, but she wasn't strong enough to win against an adult man's hands.
In the end, Choi Jin-ah was left completely bare.
"What is this?! Do you have a license for undressing people or something?!"
"Ye-rin once complimented me, saying I was a master at picking up women."
"That wasn't a compliment!"
"I-seo also said I have a bizarre mental circuit that perceives insults as praise."
"That wasn't a compliment either!"
"Ah-rin calls me an idiot."
"That... definitely isn't a compliment."
How harsh.
As I began to take off my own pants, Choi Jin-ah looked up at me with her mouth agape.
Seeing as she didn't try to run or even look away, maybe she was already prepared for this herself?
Once my underwear was off, Choi Jin-ah gulped, yet she still tried to put up some resistance.
"Wh-what about the chicken?!"
"You're mentioning the chicken now?"
"It's going to get cold!"
I glanced over at the chicken.
It was true that if we didn't eat it now, it would be stone cold.
"We have an air fryer. It gets crispy again if you put it in there."
"...Then I guess it's fine."
I wasn't sure what she was agreeing to, but Choi Jin-ah covered herself with a sofa cushion and pointed at the seat.
"Sit over there!"
"Huh?"
I was about to take off my shirt too, but Choi Jin-ah shouted urgently.
"I-I'm going to take the lead! I've been dragged around too much today!"
"..."
"No! Come to think of it, I-I'm always being dragged around! I'm a proactive person!"
"Well, if that's what you want..."
I sat down awkwardly on the sofa.
'Ah, my shirt.'
I tried to take off my shirt, but Choi Jin-ah sat on my lap before I could. Her face was bright red as she stared straight at me.
"Why are you so embarrassed?"
We'd already done this several times.
I didn't think there was anything left to be this shy about.
"It's about the m-mood! Aren't you being a bit too casual about this, Woo-jin?!"
"I mean, I'm not exactly 'casual' about it."
Naturally, my heart was pounding, and my lower half was very much 'angry' because I wanted to start already.
"S-since I'm the one in charge, do as I say today. This is your punishment for letting the chicken get cold."
"Sure, fine. Do whatever you want."
"Huuu."
Taking a long breath, Choi Jin-ah kissed me again. I thought our lips might swell up, but I didn't dislike it, so I naturally followed her lead.
"Phew, t-today—"
Choi Jin-ah looked down at my lower half, which was pressing against her stomach, took a deep breath, and warned me.
"I'm going to totally devour you!"
"..."
"..."
"..."
"W-why aren't you saying anything?!"
"Pfft—"
Ah, I tried to hold it in.
"Hahaha!"
The laughter I had been suppressing finally burst out.
"Hahahaha! Devour me? Oh man! Where did you learn to say things like that?!"
"D-don't laugh! I told you not to laugh!"
Her face turning a deep shade of crimson, Choi Jin-ah shouted at me in a panic.
"Why are you laughing! I-I'm the one doing the devouring! I put a lot of thought into that line!"
"Pwahaha! Wait, so you were coming up with that line while we were kissing?"
"Yes! I was thinking about how I could take the initiative today!"
"Oh, I'm so scared. So I'm going to be 'devoured' quite spectacularly by Jin-ah today?"
"Ugh! You jerk!"
She started drumming on my chest with her tiny fists, and she looked so cute that I laughed even harder.
"Haha, okay. I'm sorry. I failed to read the mood—Gah?!"
When her fists didn't work, Choi Jin-ah slammed her forehead into my chest.
"Cough, hack! You're c-crazy—! That actually hurts!"
"I hate you, Woo-jjin-ie!"
"What do you mean you hate me! You headbutt me because your fists didn't work?! Are you trying to act cute to get away with it—!"
"Shut up and get ready!"
"I'm already ready! Can't you see?!"
"Hmph!"
Choi Jin-ah slightly lifted her hips. Then, she fumbled with my member, adjusting the angle.
"Huuu, was... was it always this big?"
"Well, yeah. It's not like it's going to keep growing after puberty. Though it's definitely bigger than when we were in elementary school."
"Why do you have to ruin a good memory like—Ahhhhn!"
Choi Jin-ah let out a moan and gripped my shoulders tight.
Even so, the fact that she didn't lean into me was probably her own way of maintaining her pride.
"Haah, haah..."
I waited for her to catch her breath. Since she said she wanted to take the lead today, I decided to just stay still and follow along.
* * *
"Mmm."
"..."
Early morning.
I looked down at Choi Jin-ah, who was fast asleep in my arms.
"Ow?!"
I shook off Choi Jin-ah, who had bitten my arm in her sleep, and quietly got up.
My reflection in the turned-off TV was a total wreck.
There were marks left all over my body; last night, I felt like I had become the chicken myself.
"How did she leave so many marks?"
Then again, I could see that Choi Jin-ah was also covered in marks here and there.
"Wait, what time is it?"
I muttered to myself as I reached for my phone.
"It's 10 o'clock, Woo-jin."
A voice came from behind the sofa.
I slowly turned my head, and there stood Seo Ye-rin, greeting me with a bright smile.
"You said you'd come to see us in the morning, right? But you seemed late, so I came here myself."
"..."
I was so shocked I lost my words.
Calmly and carefully, I asked.
"What did you just call me?"
"Kim Woo-jin."
She's pissed.