Chapter 198
Chapter 198
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 198
Chapter Title: Booze and Sex. Trees. (2)
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"Lee Si-heon, you... I told you... not to do dangerous stuff..."
Watching Lee Se-young, who'd gone completely off the rails, I thought to myself.
'She's fucked up.'
It reminded me of the old days when she'd call me drunk whenever things got tough.
I'd really poured it on her this time, and she'd lost her mind completely.
"Teacher?"
"...And when are you gonna stop with that fucking 'teacher' bullshit?"
She must've been holding that in too.
I figured sticking with what was familiar was best.
"We're lovers, right...? Shouldn't you call me by name?"
"Yeah, yeah."
"...Fucking hell, speak casually!"
"Got it."
"Yeah. Do that. Say my name."
"Se-young."
"...Yeah."
She'd had way too much.
I counted the soju bottles next to us with my fingers.
Nine bottles she'd downed, without her magic. Even if the stuff was strong, that's enough to turn anyone into a dog.
Yeah... she'd turned into one.
Just like Se-young right now.
"...Hey. Look here. Mr. Lee Si-heon."
She was clinging to me like a puppy greeting its owner after work.
We'd been facing each other, but now she was right beside me, pressing her chest against mine and acting all coquettish.
"You know all about my past now... You know everything, right?"
"Yeah, I do. What's bothering you now?"
"I was lonely... so much."
She'd always held back when drinking before. Even drunk, she'd never opened up like this.
But today, that final line had been crossed for real.
"...It was fucking hell."
"Yeah, yeah. I know. You went through a lot, Se-young."
"Yeah... say it like that. Weird... I never got this wasted even drinking with Star. It's 'cause I'm next to you... Ngh."
She winced like she had a headache but wouldn't let go of me.
Se-young didn't care about the sweat either.
That just made the stimulating scent hit my nose even harder.
"Dad's a fucking asshole."
"Total asshole."
"...You never had shit like this?"
"Tons of times."
"I know. Figured you did."
If you know, why ask.
Drunk Se-young was a far cry from her usual mature, tough image.
"...Sorry for being such a mess. Clingy like this probably looks bad."
"When were you ever not?"
"Casual speech again."
"...Not ever?"
Her huge breasts pressed firmly against me, squish.
Like she was begging for sex right here. My heart pounded.
Her half-lidded, sleepy eyes fueled my lust even more, contrasting her usual wide-awake glare.
"Hey."
"Yeah."
"You know I like you, right."
"Yeah."
"...Then why'd you date her?"
"...You told me to."
"Even knowing that... I wanted to hear you say you only love me."
"When I'm with you, I'll only love you."
"Ugh. So cheesy."
That hurt.
I'm used to punches, but not verbal beatings like this.
As I stared at the ceiling in a daze, Lee Se-young reached for my face.
"Hey..."
"Yeah."
"Don't just vanish from me suddenly, okay? Just... stay by my side forever... It's not hard being together. Even when dying... die an hour after me."
"...I got it."
"For real... I hate seeing anyone die. I want you to stop doing dangerous shit... but you won't."
"Got it."
"...Hmph. You're really agreeing to all this? Pathetic pushover."
Still, seeing her like this, she looked prettier in a different way.
How does one person have so many charms?
I stroked her cheek, and like a puppy, she rubbed against my hand, coquettish.
Before I knew it, she'd kicked off her shoes and propped her stockinged legs up on the huge sofa.
"You live like such a pushover... so I can be one too."
"Uh..."
"You took my virginity... gotta take responsibility, right?"
"Yeah, true."
"I was so shocked and it hurt back then? But thinking about it... why didn't I fight back? Rape fantasies... I've imagined them, but never wanted it for real."
"...Yeah?"
"Maybe I felt fate or something? Fucking tell me yes."
"...Fate?"
I dragged it out, and she pinched my side.
"Yes, yes... it was. Totally."
"...Yeah, fate. Let's call it that."
Se-young's true feelings, her secret wishes.
She must've imagined it too—what if we'd met normally and dated normally, like me.
Se-young breathed heavily right into my face.
Her breath smelled strongly of fruit and alcohol.
"Hey."
Drunk talk, but sincere.
Booze-fueled, but her voice was dead serious.
"...Don't die. Stay healthy. Just keep liking me. I'll do anything."
A tear rolled down Se-young's cheek.
A sparkling gem-like drop fell.
Whether from ripping open her soft spots or the booze spilling her guts.
She wiped it on my arm once, then muttered with slightly swollen eyes.
"...Those fucking World Tree bastards. Flower, no need for them to live. Even if they all hate you. You know?"
"Yeah. I know everything."
"...After spilling all this, show me with actions, asshole!"
Se-young bit my lips like she was pouncing.
Hard enough to draw blood, but no blood came from my mouth.
Drunk, she didn't notice the oddity and charged in, mounting me.
My body sank into the sofa.
She kissed me roughly, eyes closed, teasing my mouth.
"Mmm... smack. Ngh."
I felt wetness on my cheek. Tears.
From her drunk confessions, I could guess her worries.
A few fucks, then we'd split again.
Even if we'd grown distant, it wouldn't be weird.
That's how far apart we'd been.
Physically, emotionally.
Grip.
Se-young clutched my back like she'd never let go.
Hugging so tight my ribs hurt, worrying if I could breathe.
She wasn't breathing.
Like even air was precious, she sucked air and saliva from my mouth.
Rough, intense kiss.
Just kissing. For tens of minutes.
I was suffocating too. Weirdly... I could kiss without breathing.
This time, I slipped my tongue in.
She welcomed it gladly.
"Hah... hah."
"Haah... huff."
We finally pulled our tongues out and locked hazy gazes.
"Sniff... fuck. So pathetic."
Se-young's eyes were tear-streaked.
"What's wrong."
"Dunno... didn't plan this. If I hadn't drunk."
"But crying it out once feels better. Sounds more genuine now. Come here, let me hold you."
"What the fuck."
Cursing, but she honestly opened her arms.
I hugged Se-young tight. Naturally sat up like a sit-up.
Her legs wrapped my waist, the stockings' feel vivid.
Monkey-clinging pose. Oblivious to her drunken position, she sobbed into my chest.
"...Sniff."
I patted her back slowly.
"...I know your past. Know why you meet me. Cry it all out now."
"Not crying..."
"C'mon, a good cry clears it up."
"Fuck... seriously."
"Wanna hit a motel?"
"Kill you if we don't."
Intense.
I mentally armored up like I'd downed bottles myself.
Dealing with drunks? Best to act drunk too.
A bit tipsy, but more.
Holding her, I chugged a full soju bottle.
"Whew."
Emptied it. Suppressed magic, ramped up the buzz.
Looked her in the eye.
"Se-young."
"...Yeah."
"We're lovers, right."
"Yeah. Forever..."
"Trusting each other ain't hard. Yeah, I do dangerous shit. But what you worry about? Won't happen."
"......"
"Want something?"
She rubbed her cheek on my face.
"...Put this on me."
She spread her hand, showing the ring.
Definitely on another finger before, but now it was on her left ring finger.
Left ring finger...
Married?
"...Do it later."
Lee Se-young, who'd been keeping distance, looked at the ring on her left ring finger and said that.
A proposal, basically.
Was that really me, Lee Si-heon, who'd been rejected before? Felt moved, even by myself.
In the surging emotions, I realized she had a deeply romantic side too.
"...Why so surprised?"
"A little."
"Just didn't show it. I'm this kind of girl originally. Not the tough bitch you think."
"All good. Guys aren't that complicated. Clingy girls are popular."
"...Say you love me quick."
"Love you."
"Wanna hear it every morning."
Tomorrow, she'll probably curse first like nothing happened.
I bitterly smiled, ignoring the image in my head.
"...And only this time. If you're in danger... I might snap again."
"Figured."
"So block all danger beforehand. If I hear about you at work... I won't know what I'll do."
That's how Se-young sees it.
Be as careful as possible.
Practically impossible, but I nodded.
"Do that..."
She nestled into my arms.
"...And the rest is up to you."
"...Really?"
"Yeah."
I held out my hand to Lee Se-young.
Index and thumb out in a V.
Seeing her puppy-like, I gave in to the urge.
"...Rest your chin here."
"......"
Treating her like a dog. But too drunk to think that, she placed her chin on my hand.
Her cheeks puffed up against my fingertips.
Puff.
Like a shiba inu. Cute puppy face.
Se-young blinked, staring like what're you doing?
I burst out laughing.
"...Why laugh?"
"'Cause you're cute."
"Me, hearing that from a twenty-year-old...?"
If cute's cute, what else to say.
I spread my arms and hugged her. She melted into me without resistance.
Brand new person.
Lips touch, she offers her beak like a duck for full soft enjoyment.
Stroke her cheek, she rubs back happily.
"I get why Star hangs with you."
"...What."
I petted her head; she lowered it slightly, letting me rub her crown thoughtlessly.
Is this really Lee Se-young?
Booze played a huge role.
Means she likes me that much.
"Shall we go?"
At my question, wide-eyed Lee Se-young smoothed her hiked-up skirt over her thighs and nodded.
"Motel, right?"
Obviously.