First Meeting of the Two Sex Friends
Huu. Park Yuna stood in front of the full-length mirror, staring at her reflection as she took a deep breath. Today was the day she was heading to the company for a meeting about their joint stream. It was her first time stepping out since she’d resolved to challenge herself and build relationships outside of Han Jihoon, so her face was filled with tension.
Ughhh, I’m so nervous! There was one more reason for her anxiety beyond what she’d already thought of. The person scheduled to be her collab partner was none other than Kang Iseor.
Am I really going to do a joint stream with Kang Iseor?
They had never actually met or spoken before, but Park Yuna felt an inner sense of closeness toward her. Even though she didn’t usually watch other streamers, she would look up Kang Iseor’s broadcasts whenever the thought crossed her mind. For Yuna, who had always longed for a same-sex friend, the streamer who was so popular with female viewers felt like a kind of role model.
I hope I can get close to Iseor during this opportunity… But I shouldn’t come on too strong, so I’ll have to read the room and behave accordingly.
She checked her appearance in the mirror one last time. Only after finishing her mental preparations did she step out of the house, filled with determination for this new challenge.
I can’t be late, so I’d better hurry!
Because she had hesitated so much in front of the mirror, there wasn’t much time left until their appointment. Any more delay and she might actually be late, yet instead of leaving the building, she climbed the stairs and pressed the familiar doorbell.
Ding-dong. Ding-dong.
“Jihoon Oppa! It’s me!”
A moment later, the person she adored more than anyone appeared beyond the open front door.
“Oh, Yuna. What’s up? …Are you going out somewhere?”
He asked while looking at her outfit. There were so many things she wanted to say, but unfortunately she didn’t have the time.
“Oppa! I don’t have time, so please give me courage!”
“Courage?”
“Yes!”
“…What do I have to do?”
“Like this!”
Park Yuna threw herself into Han Jihoon’s arms. She wrapped both arms around his thick torso, buried her face in his broad chest, and clung tightly to him.
“Does this transfer courage to you?”
“Yes!”
The warm, solid feeling that made her want to lean on him completely. No matter what failures she faced in society, just thinking that she had this person made the anxiety trembling in her chest settle down.
Even as time continued to tick by, Yuna savored his warmth for as long as she possibly could.
“Haa. I’m good now! Then I’ll be going!”
“Where are you headed?”
“I’m not supposed to say yet! I’ll see you later, Oppa!”
“Alright, take care.”
Han Jihoon looked a little bewildered but still gave her a kind farewell. Thanks to him, Yuna’s steps as she headed to her destination felt much lighter than when she had first left the house.
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Inside the office of the MCN company Sandfox Entertainment.
The PD and writer who had been waiting greeted Kang Iseor as soon as she arrived.
“Oh my, Iseor. Welcome.”
“Hello. It’s been a while.”
Kang Iseor returned the warm greeting and sat down. Since she had left home early, there were still thirty minutes left until the scheduled time. While she was exchanging pleasantries with familiar staff members to pass the time, the office door opened exactly on schedule.
“Ah, hello!”
Someone entered with a shy yet energetic greeting. The moment Kang Iseor saw her, her eyes widened with a mix of surprise and fascination.
…Is she a celebrity?
Striking blonde hair and even more captivating, beautiful facial features. No matter how many pretty internet streamers there were, she had always believed none could cross the wall separating them from real celebrities, yet the person before her now radiated exactly that kind of aura.
“Hello. You must be Nayung, right?”
“Ah… yes. That’s me.”
She was surprised once again by the words she had just heard. The streamer who never turned on her cam and never did collabs, the one who seemed like a lone island, was actually this impossibly beautiful woman.
The PD and writer were also unable to hide their admiration for her unexpected visuals, even though they were women themselves.
“You’re so pretty. I thought you were an actual celebrity.”
“Thank you…”
With looks like that, she should have been overflowing with confidence, yet for some reason she seemed slightly withdrawn. While Kang Iseor was finding that interesting, the other woman approached her and spoke shyly.
“K-Kang Iseor. Hello.”
“Ah, yes. Hello. Nice to meet you. I look forward to working with you.”
Kang Iseor stood up and answered warmly to help put her at ease, but Nayung still looked tense.
“I-I look forward to it too! Actually, I’m a huge fan of yours, Iseor. I watch your streams all the time!”
“It’s a little embarrassing, but thank you. Since we’re in the same MCN, let’s get along well from now on.”
“Really? That makes me so happy!”
“Eek?!”
Without any warning, the other woman suddenly pulled Kang Iseor into a tight hug. What surprised Iseor even more was the scent she caught from Nayung’s body pressed against her.
This is…?
The moment she breathed it in, her mind felt refreshed, like it was being purified. It was the exact same pleasant sensation she felt when she smelled Han Jihoon’s scent.
This is the first time anyone other than Jihoon has smelled this good to me…
In truth, the source of the scent Kang Iseor was detecting was indeed Han Jihoon. Her extremely sensitive nose, sharp enough to be called that of a bloodhound, had picked up his lingering fragrance on Park Yuna’s clothes. Of course, the concentration wasn’t strong enough for her to be certain it was his scent.
“Ah! S-Sorry! I only ever saw you on stream, so seeing you in person made me so happy that I…”
Nayung quickly pulled back, flustered and apologetic. Whether it was because her flustered behavior was as cute as her beautiful face, or because she carried such a pleasant scent, Kang Iseor thought that she would be able to get along with this person without any major issues.
“Then shall we begin?”
At the PD’s words, the meeting and explanation began.
The planned joint stream would be a fixed bi-weekly content where the two streamers would play a newly advertised game. The main appeal the production team expected was the trial-and-error the two would experience together—Kang Iseor, who wasn’t very familiar with PC or console games, and Nayung, who was famously bad at games.
“The recording will take place in the studio inside the company. Out of consideration for Nayung, we’ll either have only voice with the game screen, or display something like an SD illustration like a virtual streamer.”
“If there’s no cam, is there really a need to gather at the studio…? Couldn’t we just do the collab over Discord?”
The writer answered Kang Iseor’s question.
“That’s true, but reactions tend to come out richer when you can see each other’s faces while playing, right? Also, when it’s a domestic game advertisement, the developers or marketing staff might join, so we decided on studio recording.”
“Ah, I see. Understood.”
After hearing the rest of the details and exchanging opinions, the meeting wrapped up after a little over an hour.
Now it was time to head home, but instead of walking toward her house, Kang Iseor turned to the fellow streamer who had left the office with her.
“Nayung, do you have any schedule after this?”
“No? I don’t have anything.”
“Then since it’s dinner time, would you like to eat together?”
“Dinner?”
“We’ll be seeing each other regularly from now on, so I thought we could get more comfortable with each other. That way our collab will turn out better too, right?”
“Yes! I’d love that!”
After having dinner and talking about various things with Nayung, the impression Kang Iseor got was that her personality was just as lovable as her appearance. The way she genuinely looked so happy about having a meal with her was clear in both her words and actions.
So when they left the restaurant together, Kang Iseor’s face was just as filled with warmth as her excited companion’s.
“Thank you so much, Iseor Unnie! Not only did you eat with me, you even paid for everything…”
During dinner, Iseor had told her that “nim” felt too stiff and asked her to call her comfortably, so at some point the other woman had started calling her “Unnie.” Kang Iseor had also changed how she addressed her.
“It’s nothing. I was the one who suggested we eat together, so of course I should pay. And why thank me just for having a meal together?”
“It’s been years since I last went to a restaurant with someone else. It’s been so long since I had a proper meal out, and eating with Iseor Unnie made it even better.”
It was hard to believe that someone with her looks hadn’t eaten out with others in years. Was she an extreme homebody? Or did she have some story she couldn’t tell others?
“Then it must have been a long time since you last drank with someone too?”
“I’ve never had alcohol before. I’m curious about it, but I don’t have anyone to drink with, and drinking alone feels a bit weird… hehe.”
There was something inexplicably pitiful about the way Park Yuna smiled awkwardly as she spoke. Maybe it was because she had looked so childishly happy just from sharing a meal. Iseor suddenly wanted to resolve that curiosity for her.
“Then would you like to drink today?”
“Huh? Alcohol? Really? Is that really okay?!”
Park Yuna’s large eyes sparkled as she asked, as if she couldn’t believe it. Even though it seemed like too small a thing to be that happy about, Kang Iseor nodded without hesitation.
“Of course.”
Anyway, we’ll be meeting every two weeks for recordings. Getting closer is a good thing, right?
Beyond that reason, Kang Iseor herself had actually been craving alcohol lately. There were times when her mood would sour while she worried about Han Jihoon’s second partner.
I told Jihoon I was only going to the company for a meeting and would head straight home, but since I didn’t make any specific promises, it should be fine, right?
“Yuna, is there any bar you’ve been wanting to try?”
“I don’t really know any places… Anywhere is fine with me!”
“Then shall we go to a place I know?”
“Yes!”
===
Order has been completed.
“Done.”
When he earned a billion won thanks to Yuna, he had thought he should give some kind of gift to Iseor’s mother. It was both gratitude for letting him use this house for free and for always worrying about and taking care of him like her own child.
And now he was finally putting that plan into action and completing the order. The gift was a two-million-won clothing styler. It was about the size of a slim standing air conditioner; when you put clothes inside, it would remove wrinkles, deodorize, and sterilize them—basically a home appliance that helped with clothing care. He had decided on this after hearing from his noona that her mother had shown interest in a styler.
Some people might say that after earning a billion won, spending only two million was too stingy. But giving an excessively expensive gift all at once as a college student would feel unnatural. There would be more opportunities in the future, so he would repay her little by little.
Alright, let’s go.
He left the house immediately and headed to his noona’s place. Since it was a gesture of gratitude, he thought it would be better to tell her in person rather than over the phone.
Wait. What if she’s not home?
Then he would just see Iseor Noona. She had said she had some meeting at the company today, but since it was already past dinner time, she should be back home by now.
With that thought, he walked and soon arrived at his destination. When he pressed the doorbell, a voice came from beyond the door shortly after.
Luckily, the auntie was home. It seemed she had mistaken him for a delivery person, though.
“Auntie, it’s me, Jihoon!”
The door lock clicked and the door slid open. I was about to greet her politely when I froze solid at the sight of the woman who appeared from inside.
“Hello—, uh…?”
“Come in.”
Her voice was as gentle as always. However, her appearance was anything but normal.
“Did you come to see Iseor?”
The woman asking that question had apparently just finished showering. She was completely naked, with only a white towel wrapped around her body.