Chapter 51
Chapter 51
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 51
Chapter Title: Park Chae-yeon
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Ji-hoon laid out the blanket he had brought in advance and carefully set Chae-yeon down on top of it.
Unlike the other boys who only saw her as a little kid, Chae-yeon was starting to like Ji-hoon even more for his effortless small acts of consideration.
Then, suddenly, she caught sight of Ji-hoon's back.
"Ah... Wh-what do we do...!"
She couldn't hold back her shock at the sight of not just one, but several raw scratches from her nails.
Didn't it hurt? Ji-hoon gave her a warm smile, said it was fine, and gently stroked her hair.
"It'll heal up fast once you put some ointment on it later, so don't worry."
"Okay..."
Her face flushed bright red.
To think she had become the girlfriend of this perfect guy—face aside.
Even if she was his third, it seemed okay.
Chae-yeon hugged her knees and blankly watched Ji-hoon get dressed and start cleaning up.
Then, to her side.
"You said it felt good at the end—was that for real?"
Na-young sat down next to her, her face full of mischievous teasing.
"Hey...!"
Chae-yeon scowled and opened her mouth.
"You said I'd get used to it...! I haven't...!"
She complained in a quiet voice so Ji-hoon wouldn't hear.
"It hurt right up until the end, and it still hurts!"
Even after everything was over, she stroked her lower abdomen where the pain lingered.
"Hehe. But it's not a lie. I was the same at first. Then after... about four days? It started feeling better and good."
"What...? F-four, four days?"
Her face turned pale at the thought of having to keep using her still swollen, painful pussy for four more days to get used to it.
"But it wasn't bad, right?"
"......"
Just like she said.
It had been full of pain during sex, but now that it was over, her heart was filled with happiness.
Come to think of it, it might have felt good after all.
Someday, this belly would carry Ji-hoon's child—she couldn't help but smile at the corners of her mouth.
"Um... Na-young."
"Yeah? What?"
"Even as his third girlfriend, can I have Ji-hoon's baby too?"
Could she dream of a future where she gave birth to his child she loved and was called "mom" by that child?
If so, she felt confident she could do it again right now, even if it was full of pain.
"Sure. After I have the first one!"
Na-young readily agreed, as if she understood exactly what she meant.
What should they name it?
Lee Ji-yeon if it's a girl, Lee Chae-hoon if it's a boy.
"Ah...! Hee-ra unni's there too, so after her?"
She'd need permission from Hee-ra unni, the second girlfriend.
Well... Hee-ra unni wouldn't mind, just like Na-young.
"Hehe. Then as the third girlfriend, you can give permission to Mi-jin and Eun-bi later!"
"Huh...? Wh-why do Mi-jin and Eun-bi come up all of a sudden?"
She couldn't hide her panic when Na-young suddenly mentioned Mi-jin and Eun-bi.
"Huh? 'Cause I'm thinking they'll be the fourth and fifth girlfriends!"
Good grief.
Chae-yeon wasn't even the last.
Seeing Na-young so full of plans to bring even her other friends Mi-jin and Eun-bi into Ji-hoon's arms, all she could do was sigh.
She couldn't understand why a girl like Na-young—who was pretty, had a great personality, and an amazing figure with no flaws—felt the need to throw every woman at her boyfriend.
"I see... got it."
Chae-yeon was already the third girlfriend.
With three already, if it was going to grow more from here, so be it. She didn't expect it to shrink.
Even if she didn't like it, she was just a concubine— she couldn't stop it when the main wife Na-young decided.
With a sense of resignation, Chae-yeon nodded.
However.
"Na-young."
"Yeah!"
"About that... can't we put off those two a bit?"
"Put off...? Why?"
Her face was innocently pure, not even guessing the meaning.
"Well, if those two join, the time Ji-hoon spends with us will decrease, right?"
Ji-hoon was just one man.
His time was limited.
Even splitting it among three women wasn't enough.
Adding two more to make five? Obvious disaster.
Na-young might be okay as the main wife, but for her—a third girlfriend who was little more than a toy to play with when bored—her time would definitely shrink.
"Uh... is that true?"
Na-young wanted to make those two Ji-hoon's women if possible, but she clearly wasn't thrilled about her own time getting cut.
"It is true. So let's bring them in later? Okay? Na-young."
"Hmm......"
Na-young fell into serious thought.
In the end, she nodded, convinced by Chae-yeon's words.
"Yeah! Let's do that!"
This worked.
Just a hunch, but Mi-jin seemed to like Ji-hoon like Chae-yeon did, so it was best to delay bringing those two in.
She hadn't fully secured Ji-hoon's heart yet—couldn't risk getting pushed aside by Mi-jin.
And one more thing.
"Let's keep it secret that I'm the third girlfriend too."
"Do we have to?"
Were you planning to announce it?
"Of course we do."
Embarrassing to say herself, but Chae-yeon was outgoing and pretty, getting along effortlessly with both girls and boys.
Excluding Na-young, if you picked the most popular among Mi-jin, Eun-bi, and herself, it'd definitely be Chae-yeon.
If word spread that Ji-hoon—who already had Na-young with her overwhelming beauty—also got Chae-yeon, it'd be a huge hassle.
Especially for Ji-hoon, the guy holding flowers in both hands.
"I see......"
Na-young nodded as if she understood Chae-yeon's explanation.
"All done? Shall we head down?"
Ji-hoon had roughly cleaned up his mess of semen, fixed his clothes, and turned to the two girls.
Na-young stood first.
To Chae-yeon, who frowned in immense pain from her lower abdomen and struggled to stand.
"Here."
"Thanks."
Na-young, who had stood first, offered her hand, and she grabbed it like she'd been waiting.
"Ji-hoon, you can go ahead. We'll take a bit."
Even leaning on Na-young, taking a single step was incredibly hard.
Na-young tried to send Ji-hoon ahead, but he shook his head and stood by Chae-yeon's side.
"No. Let's go down together."
Supported and encouraged by the two on either side, they slowly descended from the rooftop.
Chatting amiably about this and that, the three finally arrived back at the classroom.
"Huh? What? You hurt?"
The classroom had turned rowdy midway because the bell rang for break time.
Mi-jin tilted her head.
Just moments ago, Chae-yeon had bolted out of the classroom, but now she staggered in weakly, supported by Ji-hoon and Na-young—naturally raising questions.
"Well... if she's hurt, she's hurt, I guess... hehe."
"Hurt is hurt, not hurt is not. Why so vague? And that laugh is weird."
Her body clearly looked pained, but the smile on her face was so odd that Mi-jin shook her head like she'd seen something she shouldn't.
"If it hurts, why not go home early?"
"Yeah. You can leave early if it hurts."
"Hehe. No."
Na-young joined in encouraging her, suggesting early dismissal.
Deep down, she wanted to ditch and lie on a soft bed, but she also wanted to stay by her first boyfriend's side even a moment longer.
"Fine. Tell us if it hurts later."
"Yeah. Thanks."
Chae-yeon went to her seat and carefully sat on the chair.
"Ugh?!"
The moment she sat, the hard chair combined with her body weight crushed her, sending sharp pain and a faint groan escaping her lips.
"You okay?"
"F-f-fine......"
Sitting hurt a ton at first, but once settled, the pain eased a bit.
Chae-yeon fell for Ji-hoon all over again as he worried for her, swept by the desire to crash her lips against those of his.
Hold back... hold it in...
They agreed to keep it secret—no need to stir controversy over a mere kiss.
But was it mere?
Kissing Ji-hoon made her mind go blank white and feel like she was flying in bliss.
She swallowed dryly and blankly stared at Ji-hoon's lips.
"Chae-yeon? Chae-yeon! Hey, Park Chae-yeon!"
"Ah, uh. Yeah. What?"
Mi-jin, now in the seat next to her, had called out, but got no response, so she yelled loud enough to burst eardrums before Chae-yeon finally reacted.
"What're you thinking, staring at Ji-hoon like that?"
"N-no... Why say I was staring at Ji-hoon."
She gave an awkward laugh and tried to urgently change the subject, but Mi-jin's suspicious gaze stayed fixed on her.