Chapter 43
Chapter 43
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 43
Chapter Title: Cha Hee-ra
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I'm sorry to Na-young, but I'd decided to focus on Hee-ra unnie for a while.
That made sense, since we'd just become a couple.
And she wasn't your average girlfriend—she came with the drawback of being my second one.
No matter how much permission I'd gotten from Na-young, Hee-ra unnie couldn't help feeling a needless anxiety that I might toss her aside since I was seeing her so casually.
More than that, there was no guarantee she'd fully devoted herself to me, loving me desperately and only me.
Even if I tried to treat Na-young and Hee-ra unnie equally, unnie might think the fish already caught—meant she could expect less attention.
So now that I'd explained the situation to Na-young and gotten her okay, I planned to concentrate solely on Hee-ra unnie for the time being.
"Hmm... this should be fine, right?"
I never went out except to the convenience store, so as a total shut-in, there was no way I knew much about fashion.
I'd done my best to coordinate an outfit that looked as cute as possible, but while it seemed okay subjectively, I needed an objective opinion.
Na-young would just say I looked like a prince even if I wore nothing but a trash bag over my naked body, so she was out.
And asking my parents, Chae-yeon, or the other two girls one-on-one felt a bit embarrassing.
"It'll be fine. Whatever."
Even if it wasn't great, it wouldn't be so bad they'd hate looking at me.
I'd just go out confidently like this, and if Hee-ra unnie thought it was off, I could ask her to help me coordinate.
In the future, unnie would be a world-famous model on the rise, so her fashion sense had to be way better than mine.
"Heh."
I arrived at the meeting spot right on time, and a gasp of admiration escaped my lips.
There, faintly visible through the crowd in the distance—Hee-ra unnie, parting the throng like a flower blooming on a cliff.
Since this was her first date as a girlfriend—no, our first date as lovers—she'd clearly put extra effort into her looks. Her sharp impression contrasted with an unexpectedly pure, innocent outfit that caught my eye.
It might've seemed mismatched at first glance, but her scammer-level face made it all harmonize perfectly, coming off even prettier somehow.
The thought that a woman like that wasn't just my girlfriend, but my second one, had my shoulders soaring toward the sky already.
"Um... you look just like my type. Could I maybe get your number?"
One of the guys stealing glances at unnie from afar finally mustered the courage to approach and ask for her number.
"......"
She shot him a displeased glare and shook her head.
"I'm here on a date with my boyfriend."
"Ah......"
The guy turned away with obvious regret at her blunt words.
As she watched his retreating back, Hee-ra unnie happened to spot me.
".....!"
Unlike her sharp expression earlier, the moment she saw me, her face tensed up, and she quickly started fixing herself.
She checked her outfit, straightened her shoulder-length bob, and fiddled needlessly with the crossbody bag slung over her shoulder.
"Have you been waiting long?"
"N-no...? I just got here too......"
Hee-ra unnie was tall with a sharp look, super popular with girls as a total girl crush.
But where had that girl crush gone? Now, just a cute girl stammering nervously on her first date as lovers, unable to meet my eyes, stood before me.
More than that... the strap of unnie's crossbody bag ran between her two huge breasts, making them stand out even more than usual.
They were already big enough.
"Ahem... Unnie, let me carry your bag."
I didn't want other guys staring, but I knew I'd keep glancing at her chest during the date anyway.
Might as well carry the bag for her myself.
"Ah, no...! It's fine."
It was a gentlemanly offer for her sake, but unnie shook her head vigorously, clutching the strap tight to keep me from taking it.
"No, I mean... unnie. Your, uh, breasts. They're... prominent."
"Huh...? Breasts?"
Wondering why I'd bring up her breasts out of nowhere, she glanced down—and froze in place.
"Ah, aaah......"
Her face flushed bright red with embarrassment.
"Please......"
She handed over the bag without further protest.
She might get used to stares later on, but right now, with her serious shut-in vibes, she couldn't tease my lust on purpose with the crossbody yet.
"Sure."
I slung unnie's bag over my shoulder and held out my hand.
"Shall we go? Unnie...? No. Honey."
"Yeah... honey. Hee......"
Hand in hand, our first date began.
Thanks to all my dates with Na-young, I led Hee-ra unnie sweetly, just like any other couple.
But since everything was new to her, she felt a bit overwhelmed.
Or was overwhelmed the right word?
We were walking when I spotted a cat-ear headband and bought it for her on a whim.
Her reflexive response?
"Why buy this? It's a waste."
I'd gone out of my way to get it and put it on her, but she grumbled like she'd rather have the money instead.
Was that why they said you should date someone with experience?
To outsiders, it might just look like pointless spending.
But that's what dating was all about.
I'd reacted the same way back when I was a lifelong singleton idolizing Da-hyeon, so I gave a wry smile and forced the headband on her anyway.
"Unnie, no money talk. I've got more than I know what to do with."
"Feels like it... but exactly how much...?"
I'd hoped she'd just go 'oh, okay' and move on, but unnie's eyes sparkled as she stared at me.
This woman! On a date, and that's what she asks?
"Ow......!"
I lightly flicked her forehead.
She scrunched her face with a cute yelp, rubbing her forehead.
"You ask how much I have on a date? Just say yeah, sure."
"Tch... so stingy."
Telling her about my assets wasn't hard, but she might think I was being cheap.
But if I told her at our age that I had hundreds of billions in liquid assets I could use right away, could she even focus on the date?
I was sure she couldn't.
"Yeah, I'm stingy. So, unnie, do you hate stingy guys?"
"No. I don't."
That's what you say? Hee-ra unnie shook her head, then hesitated before giving up on linking arms with me.
"Why? Weren't you gonna link arms?"
I opened up my arm blatantly, inviting her.
"......"
She pondered my question for a moment.
"No... I won't."
Even trying to act like a lovey-dovey girlfriend, the stares from around us stopped her.
Well, time would sort that out.
Once she gained confidence in her looks and got used to the attention, she'd probably be the one initiating bold moves.
I let my imagination run wild for a second.
Me, being led by unnie.
Not bad, actually.
"Oh... this."
"Hm? A movie?"
Unnie's steps halted.
She stared blankly at a poster.
"Wanna see it?"
It was a poster for a movie I knew well.
Hyped up as the blockbuster of the year, with massive advertising.
And it was pretty fun, too.
"Is that okay?"
"Okay or not, if you wanna see it, we see it."
"Then... let's watch."
Her voice carried excitement; she must've really wanted to see it.
We booked tickets, grabbed popcorn and cola, and headed into the theater.
Moments later, the lights dimmed, plunging the auditorium into darkness as the movie started.
Hee-ra unnie was glued to the screen, her face full of anticipation and thrill.
Me? It was so famous it'd aired endlessly on TV, so I knew the whole plot and wasn't that interested.
Maybe that's why I just stared at unnie's pretty profile beside me.
Did she sense my gaze?
"Why......?"
"Just... 'cause you're pretty."
"......"
She turned back to the screen, but her faintly flushed cheeks and the way she sneakily peeked at me made me want to laugh.
With her sharp, edgy looks and matching personality, the Hee-ra unnie I knew was the epitome of girl crush.
But seeing her like this next to me? It was insanely cute, the contrast too much not to smile at.
".....!"
She jolted when I took her hand.
I didn't just hold it—I started fiddling with her fingers playfully, and now she really couldn't focus on the movie.
Eventually.
"Eek...! H-hey.....!"
"Oops, my bad."
Coming to the theater always meant teasing Na-young like this, so I absentmindedly touched her thigh.
"......."
Instead of resenting me for the sudden thigh grab, she looked at me with eyes full of complex emotions.
"You... do this a lot with Na-young?"
A cautious question.
"Yeah......."
I didn't bother lying.
Hee-ra unnie let out a deep sigh, gripping her other wrist with trembling hands.
"I... right now, I'm kinda scared, I guess. And I still have a bit of belly fat... it's embarrassing. So, once I lose all the weight and get ready... then... then we can."
"I know, unnie."
Did she think I wouldn't wait and force myself on her?
But seeing her worry I'd hate her for refusing, showing this vulnerable side—it was driving me crazy cute.
One moment of lapse, and I'd mess up big time right here.
I forced myself to calm down and turned to the movie, whose lines and actions I remembered perfectly.
Only then did unnie relax and focus on the screen.