Convincing Min-ah With My Body Instead of Reason

I returned to my room from Iseor’s house. The silence that hung over the empty space was familiar to someone who lived alone. Yet my heart was still pounding wildly with excitement that refused to settle.

'I can’t believe I actually got a handjob from her….'

I had often found her attractive as a woman before. But that was as far as it went. Since I had known her for a long time and felt grateful to her in many ways, I had never looked at her with any lustful intent. Now, though, I could no longer hold back those dark desires. The backlash from all the restraint I had exercised until now only amplified the sense of immorality and pleasure, making our current relationship no longer enough to satisfy me.

So I launched Sexmuwiki. Without hesitation, I entered her name into the blank document that had only one day left on its timer.

'Kang Min-ah….'

As expected of a star counselor on par with a celebrity, a document had already been created. The synchronization finished in an instant, and I immediately checked the contents.

As expected, the sections related to sexual fetishes were empty. The rest of the information about her life and characteristics was already known to me through the media. Still, knowing she had no male experience except for having Iseor made me feel strangely pleased. From now on, I would become her last man.

It was the same notification I had received when I wrote Yuna’s name in the second document. Should I try adding something to the fetishes section right away? Or should I raise the document level to 2 first and then fill in other information?

While I was pondering how to close the distance with her, a thought suddenly occurred to me.

'Wait a minute.'

Thinking back, I had received a handjob from her today without even using Sexmuwiki. It had only been possible because of her inherently gentle personality and how much she cared for me. If that was the case, maybe the next step could also be achieved through my own efforts?

If I could manage it, there was no reason to waste Wiki Points. And if it didn’t work, I could always use the app later. Besides, I had already promised Iseor that we would visit again tomorrow, so I could give it a try then.

Having made up my mind, I spent the rest of the night mentally simulating how I would talk to her the next day.

After what felt like an eternity of waiting—though in reality only a single day had passed—Sunday finally arrived. As promised with Iseor, I spent time in her room until it was already 8:55 p.m. Watching her sit down at the computer after finishing her broadcast preparations, I said goodbye and left the room.

…

Normally, once my business with her was finished, I should have gone straight home. Instead, I headed not for the front door but toward the living room, specifically to her mother’s room.

Knock knock.

“Iseor?”

“It’s me, Jihoon, ma’am.”

“Oh my, Jihoon?”

A moment later the door opened, and she appeared with a flustered expression.

“Are you leaving? I’m sorry. I was reading and didn’t even notice.”

She must have thought I ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠had come to say goodbye before heading home.

“No. There’s something I wanted to talk to you about.”

“Is that so? Alright, come in.”

Once inside, I sat on the edge of the bed just like yesterday, and she took the chair across from me.

…

Perhaps ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the memory of what we had done in this very spot yesterday had resurfaced. The tips of her ears were already turning red.

“I-Iseor is broadcasting right now, isn’t she?”

“Yes. It probably just started.”

“I see… So what did you want to talk about…?”

Her gaze had flicked down to my crotch for the briefest moment before darting away. She was clearly still very conscious of yesterday’s events. Convinced it was worth a shot, I delivered the line I had prepared.

“After I got home yesterday, I tried masturbating the way you taught me.”

“R-really?”

“Yes. You said that if I kept going like this, it would harm not only me but Iseor too, so I did exactly what you showed me….”

“Mm-hmm.”

She listened with the focused attention of a true teacher. I continued with a deliberately somber expression.

“But strangely, I couldn’t feel satisfied.”

“Really?”

“I think it’s because it felt so good when you did it for me.”

“What?”

She covered her mouth in shock.

“So… could you do it for me one more time like yesterday?”

“Y-yesterday? But that was…”

“I don’t want to burden you, but I keep thinking about yesterday and can’t masturbate properly. You told me my sex drive is too strong and that I need to control it through masturbation. But it’s not working….”

Her brown eyes, which had avoided mine, were trembling violently. To shake her conflicted heart, I spoke with even more earnest desperation.

“If masturbation doesn’t work, I’ll end up doing it with Iseor like before, and I’m scared that will hurt her. Couldn’t you help me just a little? Please, I’m begging you.”

…

She bit her lip, sinking deep into thought. Logically, it was an outrageous request, but she had already granted me one favor before. If she truly worried about me from the bottom of her heart, maybe she would do it again?

“…Jihoon.”

“Yes?”

“I can tell you’re struggling a lot. But you have a girlfriend. And even if you didn’t, we aren’t in a relationship where that would be acceptable.”

“I know, but still—”

Before I could finish, she continued in a heavy voice.

“About yesterday… I’m sorry. I was so worried about you that I couldn’t help myself. Everyone has lines they must not cross. You understand that, don’t you, Jihoon…?”

…

“If masturbation really isn’t enough, you can ask your girlfriend Iseor for help. There are ways to receive manual stimulation without penetration. In any case, I’m sorry, but I can’t do it for you.”

Her expression and the atmosphere were far heavier and more serious than before. So it wasn’t going to be that easy after all. It was disappointing, but everything she said was correct, so I had no choice but to back down here. Pushing any further would only increase her resistance.

“…I understand. I’m sorry for making things awkward. I’ll try to handle it myself like you said.”

“Thank you for understanding. Still, I’m always here if you need counseling, so feel free to reach out anytime.”

“Yes, I will. I’ll be going now.”

“Okay. Get home safely.”

Even after we said goodbye, she still seemed uneasy and followed me all the way to the front door to see me off. With nothing gained, I returned to my own house.

I went straight into my room and threw myself onto the bed, but I didn’t feel particularly frustrated. After all, I still had Sexmuwiki as a surefire method.

'What should I write…?'

Judging from our conversation earlier, it seemed nearly impossible to persuade her through reason alone. In that case, I would have to awaken her body to sexual pleasure first and let her heart follow afterward.

Bzzzz.

While I was staring at her document and worrying, a message from Yuna popped up.

I opened the YouTube link she sent.

It was one of the medical YouTube videos where she appeared regularly.

Ever since Yuna had watched one of her videos last week, she had been bringing up the topic quite often. She said she was dying of envy for the mature charm she herself lacked. Yuna’s own appeal was having an adult body paired with an adorable face, but I guess the grass is always greener on the other side.

Anyway, I chatted with Yuna for a long time. When our never-ending conversation finally wound down, the video she had sent suddenly came back to mind.

'What did she say earlier? A disease where you have sex while sleeping?'

I had never heard of such a thing before. Curiosity got the better of me, so I reopened the YouTube link.

According to her explanation in the video, because the acts occur without any conscious awareness, it can unintentionally harm both the patient and those around them, making it a surprisingly dangerous disorder.

The video was so interesting that I ended up watching it all the way through.

Sex while sleeping, huh… It was fascinating, but I certainly didn’t want to catch it. Still, if I ever found myself in that situation, I would probably have to ask Iseor’s mother for help, wouldn’t I?

'…Ask her for help?'

Suddenly, something flashed across my mind. In the video, she had emphasized that mental care for patients suffering from sexsomnia was the most important thing. If I showed up at her door in the middle of the night claiming I had the condition, wouldn’t she understand and take care of me?

'I don’t even need to actually have the disease. I just need to pretend.'

Not long ago, I had received the Night Vision feature as a reward for leveling up my Sexmuwiki authority. It let me see perfectly in the dark, and even with my eyes closed. Using that, pretending to have sexsomnia wouldn’t be difficult at all.

Of course, I wasn’t planning to visit her as a patient and then straight-up assault her. But teaching her body the taste of sexual pleasure despite her rational rejection of our relationship… that much should be fine. Once that happened, the path to the next stage would surely open naturally.

'…Alright. Let’s do it.'

My heart raced with anticipation at the thought of growing even closer to her. I immediately began searching for more information on sexsomnia and started piecing together a plan in my head.