Chapter 33
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 33
Chapter Title: Please Do It
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Lee Ye-rin's outfit was way too revealing.
A few college students heading to class even stopped to stare at the athletic field.
Gym clothes with half her breasts exposed.
"Th... I put it on, but..."
She stood before So-in in an outfit totally out of place at university.
Cleavage plunging all the way to her sternum, and the high-leg bottoms looked like they'd flash her pussy at the slightest movement.
"Wow, it suits you perfectly. It'll help with muscle cooling too."
Breasts and pussy had muscles too, so yeah, it'd cool them down.
"Hey, I put it on, but what the hell is this?"
"You getting weird ideas about exercise? Do you even get turned on watching bodybuilding competitions?"
The nerd's confident pushback somehow made Lee Ye-rin feel embarrassed instead.
'It definitely helps the muscles... right?'
She was the one ashamed, but with him standing there so boldly, she kept rationalizing it.
"Alright, let's get the workout over with quick and head to the massage."
"No way, how am I supposed to exercise like this..."
Her classmates might walk by.
"Please Do It. Please... Didn't you say you wanted a massage?"
"Ugh..."
After listening to So-in over and over, she reluctantly stepped onto the circular track.
For some reason, she felt compelled to obey the nerd today.
'Well, it's a bit too revealing, but it's exercise... Don't think anything weird.'
Having rationalized it, Lee Ye-rin squeezed her eyes shut and started running.
Bounce, bounce, bounce.
So-in, watching her, felt a shiver run up his spine.
'Wow, she's actually running.'
He'd talked her into it, but seeing Lee Ye-rin really sprinting around the field in those perverted gym clothes caught him off guard.
So-in was a little flustered.
'Even I think it's kinda embarrassing... but for revenge, isn't it fine?'
The grudge from how she'd ignored him ever since meeting up with Seo Mi-na.
So-in hadn't forgotten it. He remembered.
'But damn, her body's killer. Those tits especially.'
The outfit didn't allow for a sports bra or panties underneath, so her breasts jiggled wildly with every step.
(Hey, check that out.)
Each time her feet hit the ground, her breasts and ass bounced up and down dramatically, halting students on their way to class.
(Whoa, who's that?)
(What the hell. Is she nuts?)
(Damn, she's fire. Let's snap a pic.)
(Oppa, what're you staring at?)
Sensing the stares piling up after a few laps around the track, Ye-rin's face flushed red. She stopped in front of So-in and said,
"Haa... haa... Hey, let's go now."
No matter how good it was for her muscles, this was too humiliating.
"You can't end cardio like this."
"Forget cardio or whatever, right now I'm—"
"Right now what?"
It's too perverted.
(She's gorgeous, huh?)
Too many classmates watching.
She swallowed those words.
"You're not getting weird ideas as someone who works out, are you?"
"Still not doing it. Let's go, quick."
"Gotta run more for a proper massage, please..."
"I said no."
"Please..."
Ye-rin's resolve weakened under So-in's repeated begging.
'He seems dead serious about the massage. I'm embarrassed as hell, but maybe I can tough it out for this much? It's just exercise...'
With utterly illogical rationalization, Ye-rin blushed and started running the track again.
(That tanned blonde's seriously pretty?)
A few college students lingered at a distance, skipping class to watch her.
(Yo, who's she? Body's insane.)
(At that level, bet she'd hook up if you chat her up. Kinda pervy though?)
(Isn't she kinda famous? But those tits bouncing—won't she get in trouble?)
A sexy, tanned woman dashing across the field, her plunging cleavage jiggling with every stride. Every student working out turned to stare.
'Ugh, this is too much.'
Even for her, she couldn't take any more shame and embarrassment. Under the onslaught of gazes, her nipples even hardened. Panting hard, she finished one final lap and stopped in front of So-in.
"Huk... huk... Can't do no more. Hey, let's go! You little shit!"
She panted with her hands braced on her knees.
"Huk... huk... Wanna die? Eyes up here?"
Bent over right in front of him, her already deep cleavage was on full display. The sweat trickling down her tanned cleavage was an unbearable temptation.
"Just one more lap..."
So-in's plea—to make her the official university sexpot with one more lap—went unanswered.
Puck.
Along with the fist she swung.
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Inside Lee Ye-rin's apartment.
So-in set up the massage bed, and Ye-rin came over to sit nearby.
"Hold still for a sec."
She disinfected the spot on his head where she'd hit him, using cotton soaked in antiseptic.
"Ow. You do martial arts or something?"
"...Boxing for a few months."
It was one hell of a spicy punch.
"How the hell were you gonna make me run more in that... you psycho."
As expected from a friend of Seo Mi-na—some fiery language.
"I came to take care of you 'cause you begged for a good massage..."
"Shut it. You."
"..."
So-in stayed quiet, figuring another smack to the head was incoming.
"Hurry up and massage already. My body's got so many knots... ugh..."
Her reason for obsessing over massages: they actually worked great. She always slept like a rock afterward.
"Oh yeah, and you."
"Yeah?"
"Because of you, I went to that club and hooked up with some weirdo."
"Ah..."
His curse about ending up with the ugliest guy seemed to have hit home.
"How's that my fault? If you didn't wanna, you could've just said no."
Even for Lee Ye-rin, blaming him for that was a stretch.
"...True, I guess."
She couldn't really argue back since he was right. It felt vaguely off somehow, but hard to put into words.
"Enough weird talk. Put your foot up here."
"Hah..."
Lee Ye-rin, wearing a gown, placed her foot on the stand, exposing her inner thigh.
An important moment for So-in.
'If the massage sucks, who knows how she'll come at me... risky.'
Even with Please Do It, bad skills meant no repeat visits.
'Gotta impress her today... maybe use the new stuff.'
A new tool for removing dead skin and nail gunk. He carefully tended to her toenails.
"...You didn't have this last time."
"Gotta improve to make a living."
"Hmm?"
So-in's earnest approach to the massage made Ye-rin wonder if she'd suspected him wrongly.
'Is he really just here for the muscle benefits?'
His intentions left her confused.
He even added removal of debris and dead skin from her hands and feet.
"Not hurting, right?"
"...Hmph."
Not quite nail salon level, but considering it was free, not bad at all.
"...Guess Mi-na's got a real reason to drag you around."
"Mi-na's just nice like that."
"Her?"
"Yep."
He'd asked her to send a nude pic with a clear anal plug as a celebration, and she did. Even got one yesterday.
"You're her friend, but you lowball Mi-na too much."
"She's... nah... whatever."
He slipped it into the conversation smoothly.
"Loosen the gown and lie down there. Oh, first..."
She hesitated a bit on loosening the gown, but So-in handed her a drink.
"Can't have you dehydrated. Drink this for now."
"What's this? I drink plenty."
Not in the mood for a beverage.
"Massages make you lose a ton of fluids."
"Quickly."
"Umm..."
Something felt off, but she gulped down the ion drink So-in gave her anyway.
'Gotcha.'
So-in smirked inwardly as he watched it go down her throat, his first step in revenge complete.
'Didn't they teach you not to take drinks from strangers?'
The drink loaded with diuretic.
'Hope she didn't notice the drug.'
He snuck a glance at Ye-rin. She'd finished it and was looking down at him like, "Now what?"
"Nerd. When do we start?"
"Calling me nerd right to my face..."
"You are one."
True, but with this ridiculously strong girl owning it so confidently, So-in couldn't muster a comeback.
"Got a problem? Wanna settle it with strength?"
"Fine by me. Bring it."
Time to kill until the diuretic kicked in. Male pride wouldn't let him back down, so he accepted her challenge.
'Just stall till it spreads...'
The event: knee wrestling.
Her knees slipped between his legs.
"Here goes."
So-in squeezed his thighs, trying to keep her from prying his legs apart.
Male pride on the line.
"What, that's it? Total nerd."
All too easily, she spread his legs wide.
Her inner thighs flashing in the process.
"Ow!"
So-in humiliatingly buckled under her power, legs splayed open.
"Pathetic weakling. Haha."
"Shit. Rematch."
Frustrated from the loss, plus that split-second glimpse of her inner thighs—So-in felt a weird mix of horniness and bruised ego.
"This time I'll go all out."
"Whatever."
The second round ended in defeat for So-in too. His last scraps of male pride crumbling.
'Bought enough time though... damn.'
He glumly prepped the massage.
"Losing to a girl. Lame."
"...I'll train up and we rematch."
Ye-rin giggled at his excuse, then followed his gesture to the front of the bed.
"Take off the gown and lie down."
"Oh, main event time?"
She shed the gown, left in simple massage wear that showed off her toned figure and navel.
'Ah, her body's too perfect—keeps derailing my comebacks.'
She lay face-up on the bed with a relaxed expression. Her workout-honed, tanned body stirred So-in's cock to life.
'Killer figure. No doubt...'
So-in pulled out the VR headset and offered her one more item.
"Hands behind your head. Gonna put this on?"
"Handcuffs? What, you perv?"
"Nah, just in case you swing at me mid-massage like before."
"Pass."
She wouldn't play along easily.
"Please Do It. Makes it safer for the session."
"Umm..."
After a brief hesitation, she put her arms behind her head and let him cuff her wrists.
'Perfect.'
Not just the wrists—he linked it to her neck too, locking her hands firmly behind her head.
"VR headset on."
The video started playing.
"Gonna apply oil all over first~."
Now it was Han So-in's time.
Lee Ye-rin lay there with her hands behind her head, entrusting her entire body to his touch.