Chapter 13
Translator - Zofu
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Since she's acting all friendly, I guess I should give her something.
"Hey, Se-kyung. Long time no see. First time since high school graduation, right?"
"Yeah. Si-won. Hey, you know, you got a lot cooler after entering college. You were okay in high school too, but..."
For some reason, I'm getting a lot of positive attention from women today.
Well, it's not a bad feeling.
"Cool, my ass... You're the one who got so pretty I barely recognize you."
"Hey, thanks for saying I got prettier, but I was pretty before. 'Unrecognizably pretty'... if someone heard that, they'd think I got a fucking full-body plastic surgery makeover after graduation."
Huh? Hearing that, I guess she really did get some plastic surgery.
Her eyes look like they got the corners cut.
Her nose looks higher too.
Well, she was pretty to begin with.
She's a case of someone pretty who got prettier with surgery, not like the female lead in "200 Pounds Beauty" who was reborn from an ugly girl to a beauty.
Her breasts, slightly visible through her white shirt, are noticeably fuller.
From what I remember, Se-kyung's breasts were at best a full A-cup.
They've definitely been upgraded a lot compared to before, so she probably got the full package treatment at a plastic surgery clinic.
So what if she got some work done?
If it looks good and feels good, that's all that matters.
"Hey, Se-kyung, that's not what I meant. Anyway, why are you acting all friendly with me? We didn't really talk much when we were in school, did we?"
Se-kyung said, looking at me with a slightly flushed face.
"Yeah, back then I was a bit of a delinquent at school. You weren't part of that crowd. Well, I've settled down and I'm living decently now, so don't get the wrong idea. Honestly, I always thought you were okay, I just never had a chance to say it."
Huh, what? Is this one of those nonsensical, brainless confessions from a porno?
"Anyway, that's that. Do you have ten thousand won by any chance? I lost my wallet after drinking yesterday. I need to take a taxi but I don't have any money. Can't walk all the way home. Lend me just ten thousand won."
Ah, so it's not that after all.
If this were high school, I wouldn't have lent it because I'd feel like I was being shaken down by the school bully girl, but right now she looks genuinely embarrassed asking with her face all red.
I'm not rich enough to throw money around, but if a pretty high school classmate this good-looking asks, I can lend ten thousand won. Plus, I'm in a good mood because I banged Hyun-joon's mom today.
I took out a ten-thousand-won bill from my wallet and handed it to Se-kyung.
"Hey, how does a girl irresponsibly get drunk and lose her wallet? So you didn't even go home after drinking? Do you know how scary the world is these days? Are you not scared? You're not even a high school student anymore. In high school, kids were scared of your delinquent friends, so you could do whatever and nothing would happen, but in the real world, be careful. Seriously."
I nagged Se-kyung a bit in exchange for lending her the ten thousand won.
Se-kyung chuckled and looked at me.
Her dimples gently sinking in, she looked cute like a girl group idol.
"Hey, are you worried about me right now? Oh my, seriously. Cute. So cute. Yoo Si-won, did you get brain damage after high school graduation? I'm Shin Se-kyung. Shin Se-kyung from Samsong High School. Anyway, I'll put this ten thousand won to good use."
-Ding!
The subway doors opened wide.
We got off the subway together and walked.
Se-kyung looked at me, took out a rectangular white business card from her pocket, and handed it over.
"Hey, this isn't high school, and I'm not shaking you down. Here's where I work. It's not far from Jamsil, so come by anytime. I'll pay back the ten thousand won."
I slowly looked at the white business card I received from Se-kyung.
[Pitbull-y Health Manager Shin Se-kyung]
Surprisingly, Se-kyung is already working as a fitness instructor in the real world.
Damn, in high school she just hung out with delinquents and caused trouble, but I guess she matured early. Well, thinking back to high school, Se-kyung was pretty athletic and had a good body for a girl.
Her bust was a bit lacking, but now it's good too.
The male members must be lining up.
With that face and being a fitness instructor.
"Yoo Si-won, if you come, I'll pay back the money and give you one free PT session. Got it?"
Se-kyung scanned my body and pressed her fingers on my abs and trapezius muscles.
"Oh, and look at that, Si-won, you've been working out? Your muscles are nicely defined. If you come to my gym, I'll make your body even better. You have to come. You must!"
Fortunately, the gym where Se-kyung works isn't that far from my house.
I've just been following along with YouTube workouts at home, but if a beauty like Se-kyung is going to teach me, working out at a gym doesn't seem like a bad idea.
I could get close to Se-kyung under the excuse of learning to work out.
Imagining Se-kyung's firm, volumed-up ass and breasts got me hard again.
I guess it's because I'm young, but I get turned on at the drop of a hat. Sigh.
I looked at Se-kyung, smiled brightly, and said,
"Got it. Se-kyung. I'll come see your face tomorrow, maybe."
Se-kyung looked at my smiling face and her cheeks flushed slightly like a peach.
When I looked straight at the blushing Se-kyung, she slightly turned her head away to avoid my gaze.
What? The notorious delinquent Shin Se-kyung is embarrassed?
Wasn't she a total thug?
Unexpectedly, she has an innocent side.
"Hey! Why are you staring at someone's face like that? Geez. Seriously. I'm leaving. See you at the gym. Bye~"
Se-kyung covered her face and quickly ran ahead like a squirrel.
"Yeah, okay. Se-kyung. See you tomorrow."
I also said goodbye to Se-kyung and started walking with heavy steps toward Jamsil Station Exit 5.
Haaaah~
Maybe because I had such intense sex with Hyun-joon's mom since early morning, the fatigue still hasn't worn off.
I wonder if Hyun-joon's mom has gotten up, showered, and tidied the bed by now?
Should I send a Kakaotalk message?
I took out my phone and pressed on the Kakaotalk profile I got from Hyun-joon's mom earlier.
Hyun-joon's mom's seductive face appeared, zoomed in.
Haaah......
She's so sexy.
Just looking at the photo, I remember Hyun-joon's mom's seductive face, her firm breasts, her plump ass, and I get fucking hard.
I want to go back to Hyun-joon's house right now and fucking thrust my dick into his mom's tight pussy and move my hips.
Ugh, just thinking about it gets me excited.
Next time, I should just call Hyun-joon's mom to a motel, get a room, and fuck.
Today, I only fucked twice because I was worried about getting caught by Hyun-joon or his dad, but next time I definitely want to put my dick in Hyun-joon's mom's delicious pussy all day long.
Sometimes I watch Japanese porn where couples book a ryokan with hot springs, drink, eat, and don't even go outside, just fucking in the hot springs and room all weekend - I want to spend a weekend like that with Hyun-joon's mom, like the stars in those porn videos.
I sent a Kakaotalk message to Hyun-joon's mom.
[Me: Mom. Are you up? I'm almost home.]
Well, since she got a proper taste of a young, big dick, she'll reply, right?
Thinking this comfortably, I exited subway exit 5 and walked toward home.
Maybe because it was Saturday morning, the streets that should be crowded with commuters weren't very busy.
But walking, I noticed - today, both on the subway and on the streets, there were more women than usual.
I definitely felt there were more women than usual.
On the subway, most people in the same car were women.
And on the street now, most were young women or middle-aged women.
Well, I usually sleep in on Saturday mornings, so I wouldn't know.
Maybe on Saturday mornings at this early hour, all the men are either sleeping off last night's drinking or exhausted from work.
Thinking it was nothing special, I quickly walked and arrived home.
-Ding dong!
I rang the doorbell.
"Who is it?"
It's Mom's voice.
"Mom, it's me."
Hearing my voice, Mom opened the front door wide.
Round face, a cute panda-like bulging belly.
If Hyun-joon's mom looks like an older sister just 3-4 years older than me, my mom is completely a cute neighborhood auntie.
I smiled brightly, happy to see Mom.
But Mom suddenly whacked me on the back with a rice paddle.
"You little shit, where did you sleep to come home in the morning? Do you have any sense as a man, or not?"
"Aw, Mom~ I slept at Hyun-joon's house. You didn't answer your phone last night even though I called, and now you're like this."
"You bastard. You know Mom sleeps at 8! And even if Mom doesn't answer the phone, how can a man sleep outside and come home! Do you know how dangerous the world is these days?"
"Geez, seriously. I'm not even a high school student, I can sleep over at a friend's house. Anyway, Mom still thinks I'm some kid."
"You bastard. If you were a daughter, Mom wouldn't worry like this. Anyway, you really slept at Hyun-joon's house, right? You didn't sleep somewhere weird?"
Huh? What does that mean? She wouldn't worry if I were a daughter?
Has Mom gone senile?
Sigh. Tsk tsk tsk
"Yeah, Mom. Want me to call Hyun-joon and confirm? Ah seriously. Stop nagging. You don't usually act like this, why are you like this today?"
"You little shit. Arguing with Mom like you did something right!"
Mom raised the rice paddle again to hit my back.
Damn it. I was such a charismatic, strong man in front of Hyun-joon's mom, but in front of my mom, I'm completely a mouse in front of a cat.
"Ah, okay. Mom. I was wrong. Stop hitting me."
"Eeeh. You bastard. If you know, that's enough. Did you eat breakfast?"
"No, Mom. I'm actually hungry, do you have anything to eat?"
"Of course. I have some. Hurry up and wash, then go eat breakfast at the table. I made your favorite sunny-side up eggs."
"Okay, Mom~"
Sigh, still, Mom is the only one who takes care of her son.
I went to the bathroom, washed my hands, sat at the table, and started digging into my favorite half-cooked sunny-side up eggs and rice.
But then, my phone rang.
-Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong-ding~
It was a Kakaotalk call.
Well, these days the internet works in most places.
So people usually call through Kakaotalk.
"Hello?"
"Hey! Ah, fuck."
This voice is Hyun-joon.
Huh? Why is Hyun-joon calling at this time and cursing first?
Did he find out about me banging his mom?
Ah, fuck.......
I started talking to Hyun-joon with a heart mixed with worry and anxiety.