Chapter 77
Chapter 77
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 77
Chapter Title: Pool Villa
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"Ugh... uugh......"
"Ow... my head... my head hurts so much...!"
The moment I opened my eyes the next day, Mi-jin and Chae-yeon were right there in front of me, groaning from their hangovers.
And just like them, I clutched my head and let out a moan.
It was a pain I'd felt a million times before, but today it hit me harder than ever.
Or maybe it was because this young body was experiencing a hangover for the first time.
Either way, the unfamiliar agony refused to fade, tormenting me relentlessly.
"Ji-hoon, you're awake?"
Na-young approached me with a bright smile as I lay on the floor, writhing in pain.
Even early in the morning, her flawless beauty remained untouched, perfect as ever.
"Ah... yeah......"
I mumbled in a subdued voice and slowly sat up.
As my field of vision rose and more objects came into view, my head spun and throbbed even worse.
"It's not even 7 yet, so if you're tired, you can sleep more."
"7...?"
Considering it had been around 1 a.m. when Mi-jin and I finished the last bottle, waking up this early felt surprisingly soon.
Well, it was our first time drinking, after all.
"Yeah, it's just 7 now."
Na-young gently stroked my head and eased me back down to the floor.
Soon, my head sank into a soft pillow.
"Or do you want to go to the bedroom and sleep there?"
Sleeping on the floor made my back ache a bit, and with the chilly autumn air, a single blanket wasn't enough to keep out the cold.
"Bedroom... yeah... let's do that......"
Forcing myself up despite the exhaustion would be worth it for a warmer, comfier spot.
With that thought, I struggled to my feet.
"Need help?"
"No, I'm good. I can make it... by the way."
The living room had been a total wreck.
Now, it was somewhat cleaned up.
And just like the blanket and pillow I'd had, Mi-jin and Chae-yeon—who surely hadn't covered or cushioned themselves when they passed out—each had their own blanket and pillow now.
Na-young must have found them somewhere and covered them up after waking up first.
"I'll clean it up later. It'll be tough alone, and your head must be spinning too."
"It's fine. My head doesn't feel that dizzy."
"Still......"
There was no need for her to tire herself out cleaning everything solo.
We didn't have to vacate the place first thing in the morning, and no one was coming over, so we could all pitch in once everyone was up.
But.
"Ji-hoon, I just want to do it. I'm not sleepy anymore, and with nothing else to do, might as well tidy up. Can't just leave it like this."
Na-young couldn't stand the mess and insisted on cleaning now. I couldn't bring myself to stop her when she put it like that.
"Alright, fine. But take it easy."
"Okay."
I gave up and decided not to argue further.
After watching her resume cleaning for a moment, I shook awake Chae-yeon and Mi-jin, who had drifted back off with their painful groans silenced.
Now their pretty faces twisted up because of me as they clutched their heads.
"Let's go to the bedroom and keep sleeping."
"Ugh... no... I'll just... stay here......"
"It's comfy... here too......"
I told them to sleep in the warm, cozy bed, but they pulled the blankets over their heads, refusing to get up.
"Come on."
I'm not one to back down easily.
If I were still wiped out too, maybe—but since I was up, I couldn't just hog the soft bed alone.
Somehow, I got them on their feet and dragged them to the bedroom.
Plop.
The second we entered, they collapsed onto the bed like they'd been waiting for it.
"Urgh......"
I wedged myself between them.
Mi-jin and Chae-yeon immediately pressed their bodies against mine.
Not stopping there, their legs draped over me.
The soft flesh of their thighs pressed right against me, and instinctively, my dick sprang to attention.
I wanted to vent the pent-up lust with the sex we hadn't had last night, but the lingering hangover and fatigue finally closed my eyes.
And so, with my erection raging, I fell asleep.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Normally, 7 a.m. would be that awkward time right before heading out for school.
But on a holiday like today, it was plenty early.
I had no idea how much time had passed since I briefly woke up, crawled to the bedroom, and dozed off again.
The hangover had faded a lot since then.
Aside from the nagging dizziness and headache, everything else was fine, so I sat up.
"Yaaawn."
I let out a long yawn and shoved aside Chae-yeon and Mi-jin's arms and legs pinning me down.
"Mmm... Ji-hoon......"
Still, Chae-yeon clung right back to me.
"Haa......"
Morning.
Or late morning, maybe lunchtime—who knew—but her thigh brushing my rock-hard morning wood from natural urges made me pant uncontrollably.
Come to think of it, yesterday was the first day I hadn't had sex.
I'd always held at least one girl every single day, no matter what.
No ejaculation for the first time ever.
So my lust was surging like mad.
Part of me wanted to ravage the oblivious, sleeping Chae-yeon.
And Mi-jin on the other side too, for good measure.
But today, I had to hold back.
They were already suffering from their first overindulgence in booze.
Piling on indescribable pleasure on top of that would only make it worse for them.
So I carefully pushed Chae-yeon's leg aside again and got out of bed.
With my dick still bulging obscenely against my pants, refusing to go down, I headed straight to the bathroom, relieved myself, and came out.
"Na-young?"
She'd been fine as could be that morning, up cleaning the trashed living room—but now she was nowhere in sight.
Wonder where she went.
I grabbed my phone to call her when—
Beep beep. The door lock chimed, and the front door swung open.
"You're up early? Go back to sleep."
She must've gone to the nearby big mart for groceries.
Na-young grinned at me, her pay-by-volume bags stuffed full.
"Went to the mart?"
"Yeah. You're all wiped from the drinking, eating out feels off, and we have leftovers... so I figured I'd make some hangover remedies."
"Heh."
She'd been practicing cooking here and there lately, and now her skills were good enough to serve others.
A girl with a pretty face, killer body, sweet personality, and great cooking.
She felt too perfect for reality.
And the fact that she was my girl? Still hard to believe.
"Sleep more if you're tired. I'll wake you when it's ready."
"Nah, I'm up now."
When I'd pulled out my smartphone earlier to call her, I'd noticed it was 9 a.m. by chance.
Still only 9?
Shocking that I'd only slept two more hours, but considering I'd crashed at 1 a.m., it wasn't bad.
"Need any help?"
I asked if she needed a hand as she set the grocery-filled bags on the table, but she just smiled and shook her head.
"I'm good. I can handle it alone, no need to help."
"Alright then."
She turned down my offer again, insisting on doing it herself.
Pushing to help would just lead to bickering with no progress, so I backed off.
Especially on an empty stomach—no point starting a fight.
I sat at the table, blankly watching Na-young prep the meal.
She gathered her long, brown hair down to her waist into a ponytail, tied it with a rubber band, put on an apron, and got to work.
The delicious aroma soon assaulted my nose, making my empty stomach growl loudly in protest.
Gulp.
But my eyes were glued to her snowy-white nape.
And the faint peach fuzz peeking out—I swallowed hard.
Unable to hold back, I stood and moved behind her.
"Ji-hoon?"
Conveniently, she wasn't holding a knife.
No risk of hurting her.
"Eek...? J-Ji-hoon...!"
I slipped my hand under her apron and grabbed her breast. Her startled voice burst out.
"I-I have to make food... can it wait... just a bit?"
The feel of my dick poking her ass.
Na-young's voice trembled faintly.
"I know, I know... but after missing out yesterday, it's hard to hold back."
"Haaang...!"
I buried my face in that nape I'd been eyeing.
Inhaling her scent wildly, I stuck out my tongue and licked her skin.
A sweet moan tickled my ear from right beside me.
"Na-young. Just once?"
My hips started moving on their own.
Poking her ass while groping her chest, Na-young's breathing grew ragged too.
"We have to... eat... just one round, okay...?"
In the end, Na-young gave in.