I Had No Idea
My team could count the year as a pretty successful one simply because we were playing baseball in the fall.
Before the season even began, the pundits had us lounging all the way down near the bottom of the standings.
We weren’t dead last, but the spot just above that—or maybe two spots above—was exactly where everyone thought we belonged.
What’s more, we hadn’t even made a proper effort to reinforce the roster, so there was no reason for those expectations to change.
And yet, against all that judgment, we pulled off a small miracle.
Our homegrown ace, Seong-hun hyung, along with Rodriguez and Donis, combined for more than forty wins.
Our batting and bullpen were outclassed by other teams, but our starters absolutely did their job, and thanks to that, we were headed to the postseason.
If we hadn’t been away, everybody would’ve gone out for a serious drink, but unfortunately we were in Gwangju.
First we had to get back to Seoul, so we pushed our private little celebration to tomorrow, and I headed home.
Ring-ring.
Click.
I opened the door.
And somehow, the lights were on again.
“...Again?”
“Hi~”
“......”
I had no idea how she kept ending up here whenever I left the house.
Should I change the door code? Or switch to one of those fingerprint locks I’d heard about?
“What are you standing there for? Come in already.”
“Sigh... Okay.”
“Aw, talk to me casually.”
“O...ppa?”
Not wrong, exactly.
I was four years older than her, after all.
“So what happened?”
“Hey, I told you to speak casually.”
“F-fine. What’s going on all of a sudden? And where’s Jumi?”
“I don’t know. I thought she’d be here, but when I came in, she was gone.”
“Really? Well, that doesn’t matter much. No, seriously, what happened?”
What I wanted to know was why she was here in the middle of the night in the first place.
No matter how I looked at it, there was no reason for it.
“Oppa. How could you do that?”
What now?
One second ago she was smiling brightly, and now Miju had changed completely.
She looked like she’d come to put me on trial.
“Do what?”
“With unnie...”
“Huh?”
“You did it with unnie, Oppa!”
......
Did she mean what I thought she meant?
Didn’t she say they were just people who’d met through streaming? I had no idea we were close enough for her to bring up something like that.
But something felt off.
Had I done something wrong?
Why did it feel like I was the one getting scolded?
“What’s the problem with that?”
“What about me?”
“...... What?”
What on earth was she talking about now?
So what she was saying was... she wanted me to do it with her too?
Was that really what she meant?
“You saw Seol-ah unnie’s face, didn’t you?”
“Of course I did.”
All night long, too.
Except for the brief time she slept, I’d been looking at her until morning.
“Agh, I mean did you see how much it changed!”
“No.”
“I’ll show you. Here, look.”
Miju deftly found a video and started playing it for me.
Judging by the date, it was from a stream she’d done today.
But her face...
“Oh...”
It felt a little different from how I remembered it.
How should I put it... she looked more mature, somehow?
When I’d seen her yesterday, I’d honestly wondered whether she might be even younger than Miju.
“She’s gotten way prettier, right?”
“Uh... I guess?”
She did seem better, but... maybe it was just a matter of taste.
Personally, I preferred the kind of look Miju had over Seol-ah’s.
“Obviously. So make me like that too!”
“Hah...”
It was my first time meeting a woman who so boldly asked me to have sex with her that it was almost refreshing.
I’d thought she was unusual when I first met her, but this was something else entirely.
She looked like she’d do anything to become prettier.
If I told her to strip naked and put on a strip show, I honestly felt like she’d do it.
“That unnie keeps rubbing it in that she got to have you, and I’m serious, I—”
“She bragged about it?”
What the hell had gone on between those two?
One woman bragging about having sex, the other chasing me down and demanding her turn... what kind of situation was this?
I didn’t know. I didn’t even want to know. They’d sort it out between themselves.
Miju and sex?
There was nothing particularly hard about it.
Just strip down and get to work.
But there was one problem.
“Jumi isn’t here.”
“So what if she’s not?”
“I think Jumi has to be here for it to work.”
“Really?”
“I don’t know for sure. But probably?”
“...Who makes a rule like that!!”
This was the second time now.
Both times, Jumi had done something to me.
The first time, she’d caused a brief burst of pain, just enough to sample it, and the second time had gone on for nearly two full minutes, long enough for me to honestly think I was dying.
And because there’d been nowhere to do it properly, I’d had to grit my teeth alone in the emergency stairwell, writhing through the pain.
After that, I never had a chance to ask Jumi whether I had to go through that agony again—or whether what she’d done was permanent.
If it was the latter, that would be a huge relief, but if it was the former... then anything we did here would be a complete waste of time.
It would feel good, sure.
And if that little spirit learned we’d done it without her, would she really just sit there quietly?
I didn’t think so. Judging from how delighted she’d been last night when I’d joined with Seol-ah, there was no way she’d let this go.
“Then what do we do?”
“How should I know? You should’ve at least called first.”
“Damn it... Where the hell did that bitch go!”
I wanted to know that too.
The one who was always there when I came home had vanished.
From what I’d heard, when she wasn’t with me, she went to Miju... but today she wasn’t in either place.
She’d always been such a nuisance, and now that I actually needed her, she was nowhere to be found.
Things had gotten awkward.
From the look on Miju’s face, she had no idea what to do either.
She’d come all this way, so she didn’t want to go home empty-handed, but if we just did it anyway, it would probably end up being meaningless sex.
I... honestly didn’t care much.
I’d already loosened up my body to my heart’s content after a long while, so if we just parted ways like this, that was fine too.
Besides, judging by how things were going, I had a feeling we’d be rolling around together sometime soon even if it wasn’t today.
“Ugh... Let’s lie down first.”
It was already past three.
Whatever choice Miju made, I needed to give this tired body some rest first.
But the moment I flopped onto the bed, Miju trotted over and lay down beside me.
That wasn’t what I meant by “let’s lie down.”
“Ah, whatever. I’m sleeping here too.”
“Huh?”
“You don’t have a game tomorrow, do you, Oppa?”
Not tomorrow—three days, actually.
“Huh? Yeah.”
“Then we can wait for Jumi together.”
......
Why me?
Why was I the one who had to carry a hitchhiker?
“What about your stream?”
“I’ll just take a break.”
“And if Jumi doesn’t come?”
“A few days off is fine.”
It’s not fine for me, I wanted to say.
Miju took my arm and placed her head on it. Or rather, her neck.
She settled into the position with remarkable skill.
“Haaah. Fine, let’s sleep.”
I gave up.
No matter what I said, it didn’t seem like anything was going to get through to her.
Whether Jumi showed up or got tired and left... something would sort itself out somehow.
* * *
How long had I slept?
I’d probably fallen asleep the instant I closed my eyes.
When I finally opened them, faint sunlight was filtering in. It seemed like the sun had only just come up.
The reason I was awake so early was...
“What are you doing?”
Someone had made it impossible for me to keep sleeping.
It was Miju, naturally.
She had my lower stomach for a pillow now. All I could see was the back of her head.
Which meant she was looking down at my lower half.
And my poor, furious manhood was getting a lovely fresh breeze from outside.
Why had it escaped my pants?
Obviously the culprit was the girl playing with it.
“Oppa.”
“What.”
“Didn’t Seol-ah unnie hurt?”
......
She did.
For a very short while.
After that... things had gotten completely out of control.
“Whoa... If you put this in, won’t you die?”
“Not really.”
From experience, everyone got used to it pretty quickly.
“If this goes in, does it reach all the way down here? It doesn’t look like all of it would fit.”
She measured my length with her hand, then brought it down to her own lower belly to compare.
What the hell was she even doing?
And more importantly...
“Can you please tell me what you’re doing right now?”
“It keeps poking me, so I was just checking it out.”
......
Why had it done that?
It wasn’t like she’d just poked it for no reason.
And usually, when that happened, you didn’t just inspect it personally, did you?
“Go back to sleep. It hasn’t been that long.”
“Haaah...”
What was she?
I couldn’t even begin to guess what was going through her head.
Did she really think I could sleep like this?
She was so completely unguarded... unbelievably open-minded.
Come to think of it, she hadn’t seemed particularly embarrassed about stripping down and showing me her body before, either.
Maybe that was just her personality.
“But I’ve never actually done it before. Will it be okay?”
“Done what?”
“Didn’t you know? I’m totally a clean virgin.”
Damn it. How the hell was I supposed to know that?
No, wait—she was saying all this while fiddling with a man’s dick like it was some kind of toy?
I take back everything I just thought.
She was just insane.
While I stood there speechless, Miju was busy satisfying her own curiosity again.
“Does this taste good? The smell is... okay, I guess.”
I had no idea.
It didn’t seem like something that would taste good.
It wasn’t exactly made for tasting, either.
But Miju went one step further.
She must have really wanted to check for herself.
Slurp.
“Ugh.”
I felt her tongue sweep up along me.
Then again.
Slurp.
“It doesn’t have any taste.”
That’s because it wasn’t meant to be tasted in the first place.
Miju seemed to have decided to explore this unknown world in earnest now.
She grabbed me, shook me, licked me again, looked at this side and then that side... it was chaos.
“Oh! Something came out. It’s slippery.”
It was about time for that.
That thing always came out if you teased it even a little.
As I watched her messing around, a question suddenly occurred to me.
“How do you not know anything?”
“Because I’m seeing it for the first time.”
“No, but normally... don’t women look into these things? Hear about them?”
“Ah~ I’ve watched porn, sure. But that’s not the same as seeing it in person.”
“You never heard anything from your friends?”
“I don’t have any friends.”
“Ah...”
I felt bad for asking.
But... somehow, that made sense too.
She really was on a whole different level.
“Should I try it...”
“What?”
“I want to know what it feels like when it goes in.”
“...... Don’t women usually try it on their own?”
“Me? Not really. What’s the point of touching my own?”
She really was... different, all right.
“Oppa. Can I put it in? I can, right? Then I’ll do it?”
She’d apparently already made up her mind to try.
Before I could even answer, she moved.
She sat up, and before I could stop her, she yanked off her pants.
The same went for her underwear, which came off just as fast and fell under the bed.
Now I really didn’t know.
I had no idea how I was supposed to handle this.
I... didn’t think I could keep up with her.