Chapter 82: Late-Summer Sea, Training, and... (7)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 82: Late-Summer Sea, Training, and... (7)
After finishing a light dinner with some drinks, the members of Hunter Killer gathered in the living room to start a proper drinking session. While Blue, who loved to cook, had taken the lead during dinner, Pink, who loved to drink, was the one spearheading the party now.
Pink, who had never dreamed the day would come when she could drink like this with the other members, looked excited throughout, and the others smiled as they watched her.
Lately, the frequency of their conversations had increased. One might expect them to talk about their love lives, but surprisingly, the members didn't bring up the topic of romance very often. Their topics weren't clearly defined; they simply chatted about whatever came to mind. However, they couldn't avoid the moment the subject of dating finally surfaced.
"What are you doing?"
Pink asked as she noticed Red staring intently at her smartphone while drinking. Red hurriedly covered the screen.
"Huh? It’s nothing. I just sent a text to Oppa telling him I’m having a drink."
But the conversation about romance didn't last long. Only Red, Pink, and Blue were in a position to talk definitively about dating, which limited the scope of the conversation. More than that, there was a slight tendency to intentionally avoid the subject.
"You’re really head over heels, aren't you?"
Pink offered her honest impression at the sight of Red smiling while texting. Red looked embarrassed, wondering if she really looked that smitten.
The reason the Hunter Killer members intentionally avoided talking about their love lives was simple. They were engaged in a subtle psychological tug-of-war.
One might think this meant there were still walls between them, but it wasn't that kind of tension. It was a rivalry to prove that 'my man is the best.'
The reason they avoided bringing it up first was to prevent finding out if another member's boyfriend was superior to their own in various ways. Of course, none of them actually thought their boyfriend fell behind ordinary men.
If you were to ask how they felt, their evaluation of A was that he was the greatest man in the world. Strictly speaking, that’s how most people in love feel, but realistically, there is always a man with better specs than one's own boyfriend.
"……."
Sensing the strange atmosphere between Red and Pink, Yellow thought, 'What's wrong with them?' and turned her gaze away, only to lock eyes with Blue.
"…Yellow, don't you have a boyfriend?"
Blue was also avoiding bringing up romance first. While the three members currently in relationships were looking for any opening to brag that their boyfriend was the best, Yellow became their target.
However, Yellow's answer was clean-cut, leaving no room for comparison.
"I don't."
For Yellow, dating wasn't even among her interests. Furthermore, among the men who had approached her, there were those with intentions other than gaming—namely, romantic ones—so romance wasn't a topic she viewed very positively yet.
"Then is there no guy you're even slightly interested in or who's on your mind?"
Blue followed up, wondering if Yellow might have something similar to share. Hearing the question made Yellow think, but since there was only one man she had become close to recently, that guy was the first to come to mind.
"It's not that he's on my mind, but there is one weird bastard."
"Who?!"
Blue had asked the question, but the moment a man was mentioned by Yellow, everyone focused on her at once. Green hadn't quite adjusted to the suddenly heated atmosphere, but she, too, looked at Yellow, curious about her story.
"It's not that kind of story; he's just a really weird guy. He suddenly chased me down and asked me to teach him how to play games. After I taught him a little, he even went and studied them. We're just in a relationship where I keep teaching him games."
"You play games together?"
"We do play together."
To the three who had never shared a hobby with a man before, Yellow's story about a guy who shared her interests was very intriguing.
"That must be nice. My Oppa plays games a little too, but I don't know anything about them, so we can't play together."
At Red's words—recalling how A had recently been watching game videos—Yellow's eyes turned toward her.
"What kind of games does he play?"
She wasn't interested in Red's boyfriend. She was interested because if this could lead to a situation where she could play games with Red, it would be the best thing ever for Yellow.
"It was some kind of fighting game."
"Really?"
As Yellow was getting fired up with games as the topic, Pink, whose face was flushed from the alcohol, stared intently at Blue. Blue tilted her head at the sudden, intense gaze directed at her.
"Blue, have you done it with your boyfriend?"
There was no subject, but everyone knew exactly what 'done it' referred to. Or rather, they should have, but Green seemed to be the only one who didn't understand the meaning.
Meanwhile, despite being questioned by Pink, Blue's expression didn't change much. She simply took a sip of her drink and smiled.
"Of course I did."
There was confidence in that single sentence. It was the confidence of someone who had finally stepped out into the world, and the confidence of the eldest sister for whom talking about having sex with her boyfriend was nothing.
Seeing Blue's calm response, a smile spread across Pink's lips. She thought Blue had taken the bait she’d thrown to set up her own winning move to brag about her boyfriend.
"Blue, you have the kind of petite frame that men like, so I bet your boyfriend loves it. How is it when you do it?"
"I think it's just normal."
She couldn't bring herself to mention that her body constitutionally produced breast milk, and detailing other parts would make it impossible to counter Pink's upcoming boast, so she held her tongue.
However, the answer 'normal' only fueled Pink's confidence. Just as she was about to speak—
"My Oppa is a bit of a problem because once he starts, he goes until daybreak."
Red, who had been talking to Yellow, suddenly cut in. They all only had experience with one man, but they could tell his stamina was definitely not ordinary. And that served as a surprisingly strong topic when it came to bragging about a boyfriend.
In one sense implicitly, and in another sense overtly, it contained the message: "We are a couple with such great chemistry."
Pink had been about to bring up her boyfriend's stamina after Blue's 'normal' comment, but she missed her timing because Red cut in and said exactly what she was going to say. Blue, for her part, felt that her 'normal' answer—intended to hide her hand—had instead given the other two an opening to brag about their boyfriends.
"Hot. So hot."
"……I can't keep up with this conversation."
Green and Yellow, who were still inexperienced, watched the three of them exchange words in an atmosphere that was hard to describe. Green had someone on her mind, but their relationship wasn't as advanced as Red, Pink, or Blue's, and the topic felt like it was on a level several dimensions higher than her own, so she couldn't join in.
"My darling is the type who goes almost without resting, too."
There was no need to even mention each other's physical strength anymore. From the perspective of having had sex, they had realized that the physical strength of a superhuman, which far exceeded that of an ordinary person, had a huge impact during sex. From this point on, it was a battle of bragging about their boyfriends.
It wasn't exactly a fight, but the psychology of women wanting to say their man was the best began to clash.
"Really? My Oppa does everything I ask him to do."
"He also loves breasts so much. You have no idea how cute he is when he buries himself in them."
"Men loving breasts is universal. My Oppa is obsessed with them, too."
The conversation was no longer syncing up. Forgetting that they were in a subtle psychological war to brag about their boyfriends, it had somehow turned into a session for revealing their boyfriends' sexual preferences. On top of that, they were adding subtle gestures to emphasize various parts of their own bodies as they spoke.
The one who put an end to the topic was Pink, who was looking at her smartphone after having missed her timing to brag despite being the one to bring it up.
"My boyfriend goes this far!"
The moment she showed her smartphone screen to everyone, the alcohol-induced buzz of everyone except Pink cooled rapidly as their faces turned beet red. The video she showed was a recording A had taken of Pink while they were having sex.
Red and Blue, who never imagined they would end up seeing a video of a fellow member having sex, were speechless, and Green, her face burning, covered her eyes. Yellow was watching with a surprisingly stoic expression, but it wasn't that she didn't care; she was so shocked she didn't know how to react.
Pink herself, who showed the video, was feeling triumphant, thinking she had won this bragging contest, and because she was drunk, she didn't even realize what she was doing.
On the smartphone, Pink's boyfriend, who was filming, said nothing, and only Pink's lewd moans flowed out.
"Th-that's impressive."
Red and Blue, who had never seen themselves having sex, felt that the act between Pink and her boyfriend in the video looked very intense.
At the first moment they saw the video, they wondered what on earth was happening, but before they knew it, Red and Blue were staring intently at Pink's sex video. Pink, who gradually regained her senses, soon turned off the video playing on her smartphone.
"See?"
While her face was red, she couldn't hide her smile at the thought that she had succeeded in bragging about her boyfriend.
The members' minds flashed back to Pink's naked body, which they had seen while showering together before dinner, and the image of her having sex in the video. Red and Blue looked at each other and looked away the moment their eyes met. Only then did they remember what kind of topic they had been discussing.
"Shall we... drink?"
"Yeah! Let's do that."
They tried hard to change the subject, but Pink, unable to control her excitement due to the combination of her blushing pride in her victory and the alcohol, kept bringing up sex-related topics.
However, in an atmosphere where it had become awkward to bring up their boyfriends again, the talk of boyfriends ultimately didn't continue, and they decided to seal this topic for a while.
*
Morning dawned, and Red, emerging from her room while clutching her head from a hangover, sighed as she looked at the living room, which hadn't been cleaned up after last night's drinking session.
"They really drank a lot."
Specifically, she was looking at Pink, who was sleeping on the living room sofa with her brow furrowed deeply.
"Pink. You okay?"
"Uuuugh…."
She stepped closer to check her condition. Pink, who had stayed until the very end when the other members dropped out one by one, answered Red's question with a pained groan.
She drank with A every week, but being so excited about the situation of going on a trip and drinking with the members, she had drunk far past her usual limit. In the end, the excessive drinking had returned as a terrible hangover, and Red crouched in front of the sofa to keep checking on the lying Pink.
"Want something to drink?"
"Ugh…."
As she watched Pink shake her head while barely making a sound, Red's gaze drifted toward her breasts. Even while lying down, her large breasts boasted impressive volume, and with her mind still half-asleep, Red poked them with her finger.
"They really are huge…."
As she lightly poked the large breasts to check the sensation, Red felt like she understood a little why A was so obsessed with her own breasts.
"Water…."
She had refused a drink, but as she regained some consciousness, Pink felt her throat burning and reached out for water. Red placed the water bottle from the table into her hand.
"She's a child. A total child."
Red couldn't help but smile at the sight of Pink, who didn't feel like an older sister five years her senior, and she stood up to stretch. Many things had happened yesterday, but the trip was now entering its second day, the true beginning.
*
"Fuck."
I had arrived at the training ground in the mountains, away from the lodging, to control the site for the training session starting in the morning, but the sweltering heat since dawn made profanity spill out of my mouth automatically.
"Are you feeling okay? You were sneezing a lot yesterday."
I had been worried I was catching a cold because I couldn't stop sneezing while drinking with my colleagues last night, but seeing as my body didn't ache this morning, it didn't seem to be a cold.
My colleague worried for me, seeing as I'd been sneezing the day before and now had to deal with the scorching heat from the start of the morning training.
"Yeah. I'm fine."
As I stretched, I waited with my gathering colleagues for Esmeralda, who was in charge of site control. I could only think about how grueling today would be, but I consoled myself with the thought that since we were only doing training today, I wouldn't have to run into the Hunter Killer members.
Of course, that thought betrayed me spectacularly.