#23. Is it now? It's now?
#23. Is it now? It's now?
"Snore-! Puhuhu."
Lee Ina was sprawled out flat next to me, snoring away in a deep sleep.
"Ina-ya, wake up. 10 minutes left."
Today was course registration day.
If you wanted a comfy campus life, you had to log in the second it opened.
One tiny slip-up, and my urge to take a leave of absence would skyrocket along with a horrific class schedule.
- Get ready to click like hell, stay calm, I can do this
- Is it now? It's now?
- Everytime activated lololol
- Let's gooo~!
Everytime had already turned into a villain convention.
└ Holy shit, we gotta beat these bastards?
└ Crazy fuckers lololol
└ 3 minutes left, guys
The posts and comments were total chaos.
Just looking at it made my sanity drain.
"Ina-ya, get up now. You really gotta wake up."
I'd even set a timer and everything.
Lee Ina rubbed her eyes sleepily, totally clueless about course registration like a true freshman.
"Ugh, can't I sleep more?"
"......You wanna go to school in the morning or what?"
"Huh? Don't you always go to school in the morning?"
We're fucked.
She had zero grasp of the gravity.
"Ah, no way.... You might end up with no free periods."
10 seconds.
"Ina-ya, hurry and get ready."
"Okay, okaay."
We sat side by side at our laptops, focusing like ants about to chug a shortcut.
"N-Now!"
<Too many users right now, please try again shortly>
"Shiiiit!"
Ah, no! This won't do!
I frantically mashed F5 over and over.
"Sunbae, what do I dooo?"
Still half-asleep, Lee Ina yawned hugely and asked me.
"H-How.... did you do it?"
"Just did it and it worked?"
"On the first try?"
My voice shook as she nodded.
This.... is the power of the cheat passive <#Excellent Dexterity>.
"F-First, just wait."
"It says 5-minute limit."
"O-One minute. Just one minute...!"
My hands trembled like an alcoholic's as I tried again, but no dice!
Total dogshit failure.
"Uwaa~! This lag is brutal!"
"I-Is it that big a deal?"
I gave her a whole speech, but the freshman just didn't get it.
Damn!
"Fine, if that's how it is, I'll show you a dream schedule."
I took over her course registration.
I built her the perfect program. She tilted her head and asked.
"Universities don't have Friday classes normally?"
"Ahh, freshmen don't know. This is course registration—you pick your own classes."
"O? Ohhh?"
Her big-eyed reaction was so spot-on cute.
Gotta creampie her again later.
"So I don't have to go to that Monday morning class?"
"Yeah, I cleared your mornings."
Even if you rush in early, not everything lines up perfectly.
Classrooms fill up, forcing you into whatever seats are left.
Majors might only be in the morning, or the good elective profs with easy grades might be AM-only.
"Want me to do yours too, sunbae? I'm a golden hand, y'know."
"......Please."
The second Lee Ina lightly clicked the mouse, boom—success.
What the fuck?
Does this make sense? Is it the #Hashtag?
How else does she nail it first try every time?
"Sunbae, done! I did good, right?"
"Y-Yeah, yeah. P-Perfect."
I nodded in stunned silence, and she beamed with pride.
"......"
No way. Nah? Can't be. Doesn't add up.
All the lectures already sold out? This is all that's left?
Why!?
"You taking the same classes as me, sunbae?"
"Just majors....... Majors have different times."
"Hing."
Lee Ina pouted, but what could we do?
My final schedule was a busy little ant.
9 AM classes every damn day Mon-Fri.
I decided to stay positive. Hey, I've got #Hashtag—9 AM ain't shit.
"Hehe."
"Is this good?"
"Heh... heh-heuk. Hic."
Next semester, victory will be mine.
That evening, we had plans after ages, so Lee Ina and I headed out.
"Dojin oppa's discharge day today, right?"
"Yeah, course registration's on discharge day, but he got out at lunch."
Course registration's that important—she said it so casually, and I wanted to bawl.
"Ugh."
Lee Ina stopped walking mid-stride, squatted, then stood.
"......?"
I looked at her, and she grinned sheepishly, trotting over to whisper in my ear.
"Every step, sunbae's baby leaks out a bit."
"Ah. Um. Hm."
Down there stirred again.
We'd stress-fucked like storms after registration, and right before leaving, I'd made her handjob me off.
Ah, obviously creampie every time.
The <#Contract> route's built for that—daily easy onahole access.
"But how much farther?"
"Almost there."
A short walk from the studio apartment district led to University Street, lined with bars as always.
We entered Dongne Sanjang, the pub we'd hit since freshman days with the gang.
"Yo, guys. Inmok's here~."
Almost time, so some friends were already there.
Mountain lodge vibe: antique log interior, dim lighting. Perfect pub setup.
As we headed to our seats, everyone peeked at Lee Ina trailing me shyly.
Two-tone bob looks good? Means she's got the face for it.
If I dyed mine two-tone, I'd look like a 2000s thug.
"Who...?"
"Hi! Lee Ina, class of '26!"
"Aah~. Huh? Not even OT today...?"
Dojin's discharge party with the cohort, and a freshman's there—everyone's baffled.
"Hana's little sis."
"Aah~! Ohhh~!"
Now it clicked. King's blood if you're Hana's sis.
Hana's the ultimate social butterfly—friendly, bubbly ENFP pup—so instant like for sis Ina too.
"But why're you two together?"
"Dating Inmok sunbae!"
"......?"
"Dating," and the casual greeters tilt heads at me.
"That's how it went."
"How it went my ass. Hana know?"
"How'd you two meet?"
Interest shifted from me to Lee Ina quick.
Question tsunami hits; her eyes spin like crazy.
Ting-!
Perfect timing—Hana and Dojin stroll in.
Matching black coats, couple style.
Discharge day, so Dojin's got the mushroom cut, but it doesn't hide his handsomeness.
Fuck, that hair and he's still hot as hell.
"Dojin, discharge congrats~."
"Come quick, saw the pics. Over here."
They saved the center seat; sat and swapped hellos.
Scrape-
Scrape-
What happened next was inevitable.
Wide table piles with booze in seconds.
"Discharge drink—gotta do it, right?"
"Human tradition."
Dojin looked shocked but shrugged it off.
Not my funeral, college bro logic. Peak intellect.
"Why's she here?"
Hana asks; Lee Ina, glued to my side, mumbles something and nearly gets smacked.
"Hey hey, why hit a cute dongsaeng?"
One line from the crew, and Hana huffs alone.
Few rounds of drinks, half the snacks gone, someone asks casually.
"Why's Ina not drinking? Too young?"
"Kuh—. She's pregnant."
Hana downs her shot casually; party's hype crashes.
"......?"
Thought we misheard, cleaned ears, stared at Hana.
Then, like scripted, all heads swivel to me.
"Yeah. Getting married in May. Venues are booked solid. Invites not out yet, but you'll get 'em."
I said it like no biggie; Lee Ina stood, bowed.
"Please take care of us!"
Shock froze everyone, then they yanked glasses from her spot.
"Y-Yeah, can't drink. Right right."
"Fuuuck, so jealous."
Ignored the weird middle comment.
Party started with Dojin's discharge cheers, peaked at Ina's pregnancy congrats/worries, flowed back to college life.
"Gotta see Geo-cheol again."
"Pffft! You too? Me too.... Shiiit. We all do. Military might've been better......"
"That's a bit......"
Not a joke or nickname—real name, Im Geo-cheol prof.
Our major prof.
Infamous for brutal, packed schedule. Lectures killer, homework mountains.
Round two: karaoke.
"You okay? With the baby......"
"Ah! Totally fine! Doctor said light movement's good!"
While Lee Ina hit the bathroom, a friend grabbed the mic and yelled.
"Inmok's suuuper jealous-worthy! Why's Ina so cuuuute!"
"Yo, I got one too."
Hana speaks; drunk friend don't care, squeals.
"My type for real! Hook me up first!"
"She's hooked up! Ina seduced him first!"
"Fuuuck! That's even more jealous!"
Hana explains; friend slumps in defeat.
Dojin next to me taps my shoulder.
"You and Ina knew each other before?"
"Huh? Nah, met Jan 1 first time."
"First sight... and dating?"
Nod; Dojin shocked.
"Congrats anyway. Wedding, I'm there. But college plans?"
"Ina's doing a year, then decide. School and baby together."
Talking to Dojin, worlds apart from me.
Yangban-raised vibe—calm voice, moves.
Party ends; one dumb friend bows to Lee Ina.
"My ideal type. Number please."
"Getting married soon. This is my husband."
"Yup, got it."
She points at me; Baek Jin-hyung nods, backs off.
Jin's blunt personality—wonder if #Hashtag 1-star or just him.
"Sunbae drunk?"
"A bit?"
"Home, blowjob?"
Duh. Nodded.
Feels bad taking, but not with Ina. Want it? Tell her.
To her, it's normal. As long as I'm happy.
§
<Ha Suyeon>
"Huu."
Over 56 videos already.
Some similar, but I felt like I knew Inmok now.
The more I knew, the more his actions made sense.
Seems rough at a glance, but stops if Ina hurts or hates it.
Even in their date videos, natural care baked in.
Rewatched some so much, memorized.
"Disappointments everywhere...."
Like Inmok first explained:
- Can't go all in, so pull out lots.
Not one video had full insertion.
Bit too hard, Ina'd hurt.
Videos say "It's fine" "Do mouth," nice wrap, but Suyeon knew.
Every vid, Inmok disappointed clear.
Suyeon anxious. Seeing his letdowns everywhere, how not to?
Ina clueless, just happy.
§
"Saw all the videos."
Huh? Already?
Suyeon's face after days: dead serious.
"Every time, you looked disappointed.... True?"
Huh? All?
No full insert, but prone handjobs, ball massage with mouth and hands—fellatio's great.
Less movement, drain easy—comfier often.
"Yup."
Whatever. She believes, so agree.
"You suffered.... Thought about it—wanna hear?"
"Yup."
Made touched face for more trust, listened.
"Teaching Ina pregnancy stuff, housework as side gigs—know?"
"Yup, knows. Heard from Ina lots."
Nods satisfied, continues.
"Side gigs 'cause, as Ina knows, raised pampered homebody—can't do shit."
Tone like excusing Ina.
She's sheltered, so cut her slack?
Woulda disappointed this world hero if stopped there, but Suyeon adult: critiques, then solutions.
"So side gigs help couple life too. Wanna add one more."
"What......"
Anticipated.
"Inmok, if you're okay, teach sex life too?"
Yesss. This.
Waited for it.
"How?"
4-star, <Study Material> pulls via 2-star <Side Gig>.
"Start with condom use?"
Uh. Hold up. Stop there.
Shook head.
"Hate condoms. If Ina suggests, super disappointed."
"Really? Skip it then."
Suyeon agrees no hesitation.
3-star's route core, 4-star's the bloom. Half #Hashtag Gallery guidebooks end at 4-star. That key.
Ina, Suyeon's guidebook-writer Hypnotized Married Woman mandates 'study' keyword at 4-star.
Time to show why.
"Helping your couple life, but if you hate, no. Want something?"
Yup. Obviously.
Picked these routes for mom-daughter on purpose.
Hardened face, leaned in. Now close to Suyeon.
"Yes. Studying me now, right?"
"Yeah. Watching videos."
Daughter's sex vids to study me. Beyond norms, but 4-star Suyeon? Normal.
"Ina too. Studying our videos."
"......Really?"
"Might as well study together."
She pondered.
Eyes met mine soon.
"So..., watch your videos with Ina to study? That it?"
"Yup."
Answer set.
"Definitely..., way better study."
"Right? And film us—study more. See other ways to satisfy me~."
Nods again. Had to.
More study, more weight to my words, agrees actions.
"But keep my disappointments secret? If she knows I went elsewhere, she'll be... devastated."
Tone pure loving care for Ina.
Suyeon felt it, agreed.
Her goal: Ina's happiness. Boyfriend disappointed elsewhere? Sad, not happy.
Second promise made.
Ah, gotta do it?
"Motel now? Show what I like. Better than videos."
"Good. Recent ones all same-y."
Aah, yeah. Lately mostly hands, mouth. Creampie finish always.
On purpose. So Suyeon joins as side gig.