Kang Chaerin
After all the school events ended, I left the school without any lingering regret.
With one guy and eight girls—such a lopsided group walking down the street together—people's gazes naturally flocked to us.
But we paid them no mind, chatting about this and that as we walked, until eventually we all split off toward our own homes, going our separate ways from the girls.
In the end, only Nayeong and Chaerin, who lived in the same house as me, remained by my side.
"Want to hang out for a bit before heading back?"
Suddenly, I felt like taking Nayeong and Chaerin somewhere to wander around.
I didn't have any particular place in mind, but I blurted out the thought that if we just walked aimlessly, something fun would come up.
"Hang out? Just the three of us?"
Nayeong's eyes sparkled, her expression clearly hoping I'd say yes.
"Yeah. The three of us. Chaerin, you're okay with that, right?"
"Yes. I'm fine with it."
Chaerin... well, as usual, if I said let's play, she'd play, and if I said let's not, she wouldn't.
I thought we'd gotten closer, but she was still responding stiffly and distantly, so it seemed the road ahead was still long and rough.
Anyway,
"Then let's go have some fun."
It felt like it had been a while since the three of us had hung out like this.
If we did this, I figured we could probably play a bit late before heading home.
With that in mind, I resolved to try closing the distance with Chaerin—the distance that felt like an invisible wall had been erected, as if it would never shrink.
"First... is there anywhere you want to go?"
We'd been dating for a while, and we'd pretty much been to every place around here that we could visit.
"Hmm... Chaerin, what about you?"
Since it was a weekday and we didn't have much time, and no suitable place came to mind, Nayeong asked for Chaerin's opinion.
"Anywhere is fine."
Her answer was consistent as always.
"Then... how about we just walk around for a bit?"
Having no other choice, we decided to just wander aimlessly, the three of us walking side by side down the street.
Her long silver hair flowing down to her waist, combined with a face that harmoniously blended Eastern and Western features, drew people's attention once. And then, with Nayeong, whose overwhelming beauty needed no separate explanation, the gazes that were drawn to her refused to let go at all.
"Uh... a comic book cafe...!"
In the middle of mulling over what to do, Nayeong muttered quietly and tugged at my sleeve.
"Let's go to a comic book cafe for the first time in a while!"
"Comic book cafe?"
Honestly, I'd been to comic book cafes so often before that I'd already read almost everything worth reading.
They said they were stocking new books as quickly as possible, but would that be fun? Even if it was, it wouldn't take much time to read through them all.
I wondered if any of the upcoming books would be worth reading.
Still, since it had been a while since Nayeong and I had gone to a comic book cafe together, I decided to go along with her even if it was bound to be boring.
Even if it was clearly going to waste precious time, I figured I'd just play along and maybe check out the staff in their uniforms.
"You're fine with this too, right?"
"Yes."
Since Chaerin said she didn't mind, we entered the comic book cafe.
As soon as we got in, I bought a two-hour pass and some drinks, then went to look for my girls.
Passing by the customers, who were far too few for the spacious venue, I spotted two women who seemed to be surrounded by bright light and cherry blossom petals scattering around them.
Those two mischievous women were distracting people from focusing on their books, stealing their gazes.
On the second floor, Nayeong was lying face down on a soft mat, legs swaying as she flipped through a book, while Chaerin sat beside her, leaning her back against the wall with a book open.
"Oh, looks like this must be a new release."
I climbed the stairs and spoke as I glanced at the book Nayeong was reading.
"Yeah...! Lucky me, no one else was reading it, so it was just sitting there!"
She answered with a radiant smile.
But honestly, wasn't that to be expected?
That was because the book Nayeong was reading was so boring that almost no one read it.
So, unlike other books, it was one of those that was always visible on the new-release shelf, often missed.
"Hehe."
Giggling at whatever was so amusing, she soon became completely absorbed in the book.
Meanwhile, I was lying on my stomach too, but my large chest was pressed against the floor, and since my upper body was slightly lifted, I couldn't even focus on my book.
"Cover yourself with this while you read."
"Yeah...! Thanks."
I handed Nayeong a blanket and a drink.
She immediately understood why I'd given them to her and covered her chest area before turning her attention back to her book.
"Here."
I also handed a drink to Chaerin.
She could have taken it with one hand, but she deliberately put down the book she was holding and accepted the drink with both hands, bowing her head.
"Thank you."
I hated that I had grown accustomed to her formal speech.
I wished she would speak comfortably like the other girls.
Anyway.
"Is that any good?"
I asked, looking toward Chaerin, who had opened the book she'd set down for a moment.
"......"
Chaerin couldn't bring herself to answer.
She'd only read the beginning, but she already seemed to be finding it boring.
That made sense.
She was probably reading it because Nayeong had recommended it.
"I don't know... yet."
Sometimes, even if a book is boring and uninteresting at the start, it can become insanely good as it goes on.
But I knew that book—even in the later parts, it was still boring.
In fact, there were so many parts that felt like forced plot devices that the more I read, the more I frowned.
"Want me to pick something else for you?"
"......"
Chaerin kept her mouth shut, glancing at Nayeong, who was lying on her stomach, completely engrossed in her book.
"Yes..."
She answered in such a tiny voice that only I could hear it, and I smiled, stroking her head.
She no longer flinched away from my touch—she fully accepted it now.
I was satisfied that she didn't even show any signs of dislike or a startle reaction.
Still, I couldn't shake the feeling that there was an invisible wall between us.
"Hold on a sec."
I took the book from her, grabbed it, and stepped outside.
First, I placed the book—one that had zero fun to be found in it—on the return counter. Then I picked up a few books that both I and my girls had found enjoyable.
I also carefully selected a book for myself before returning.
"Here. Try this. It'll be good."
I was sure of it.
Chaerin would soon become completely absorbed in the comic.
"Yes. Thank you."
Once again, she took the book with both hands, then flipped the cover and reached the first page.
Even though she was holding a comic book, Chaerin's posture—leaning her back against the wall as she began to read—looked like something out of a pictorial.
Her appearance was that absurdly good.
Thinking that this woman, whom others would look up to, would soon be beneath me, moaning and whimpering, got me excited already.
Damn. I'd gotten excited without even realizing it, and I was already hard. I quickly grabbed a blanket and placed it over my lap.
Then I leaned my back against the wall next to Chaerin and started reading my own book.
I turned a page.
It wasn't as interesting as I'd hoped, so I felt bored and took a sip of my drink through the straw.
I turned a page.
From the middle onward, it suddenly got good, so I checked the cover again and etched the title into my memory.
I turned a page.
Feeling a bit warm, I pushed the blanket covering my legs to the side.
I turned a page.
Someone's hand touched the waistband of my pants.
It wasn't a mistake—they unzipped my pants and slipped their hand inside.
The only person here who would do something like that was Nayeong, but she was deeply into her book and didn't react at all.
But then the hand grew bolder, exploring inside my pants, and soon slipped into my underwear.
My eyes, which had been reading, trembled slightly.
As she grasped my cock and started teasing the head, waves of pleasure washed over me.
"Nayeong... Chaerin's right here."
If it were just the two of us, maybe, but Chaerin was nearby.
"Nayeong?"
Even though I mentioned Chaerin was there, the hand didn't stop.
But then I realized something strange: Chaerin was sitting right next to me, yet the hand seemed to be reaching out from where she was sitting.
More than anything, Nayeong's touch would never be this clumsy, would it?
My head naturally tilted in curiosity, and I tore my eyes from the book to check beside me.
There, I saw Chaerin's face—her porcelain-white skin flushed so red it looked like it was painted.
Her pupils were trembling, and she was exhaled ragged breaths.
For a moment, I couldn't understand the situation.
I had no idea why she was doing this.
It occurred to me that it might not be her hand, so I checked just in case, but the hand gripping my cock, the arm—it was all connected to Chaerin's body.
With a flustered expression, I looked over at Nayeong, still lying on her stomach.
She was completely absorbed in her book, apparently oblivious to Chaerin's sudden actions.
"Chaerin...?"
"Yes... Master."
I called her in a trembling voice, and she answered in an equally trembling voice.
"......"
I wanted to ask what she was doing, to grasp the situation, but the words wouldn't leave my mouth.
Slowly... slowly.
Since I didn't stop her, did she take that as permission?
Her hand moved even more boldly, pulling my cock out from my pants.
"Wow......"
A pure admiration escaped my lips.
"Tsk."
I had thought only I was frustrated, unable to do anything about her, but it turned out she wasn't so different after all.
I felt like I'd made a huge mistake.
The smile lingering on my lips seemed like it wouldn't disappear for a while.
"Ngh...?!"
My hand touched her chest.
Her body flinched, but she didn't resist.
As if she intended to give herself to me, she even let go of the hand that had been touching my cock and relaxed her body.
"If you don't want this, tell me. I'll stop."
I brought my mouth to her ear and whispered.
Chaerin... said nothing.