Chapter 351
Chapter 351
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 351
Chapter Title: The Room You Can't Leave Without Having Sex (11)
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On my way to the convenience store, I ran into a woman right up my alley. Her huge breasts and pretty face caught my eye, so I secretly slipped a smartphone into her bag—only to get caught red-handed. Talk about a total disaster. Without thinking, I tried dragging her into the "Sex Can't Leave Room," and that was my big mistake.
-Slap!
But... did she really have to slap me?
To make matters worse, she was dressed like a total slob, which led to all sorts of weird misunderstandings. Convinced I was a pickpocket, she lashed out at me in a rage. Then she checked her bag, scowled, and stormed off in a huff.
"Hmph, consider yourself lucky I'm not calling the cops!"
Should I just... rape her? No, no, that's not it. She'd love it if she had sex with me. Or maybe toss her to the homeless guys? I was fuming and entertaining some nasty thoughts when, out of nowhere, someone approached from across the street—the last person I expected. Sakura Minami, the main heroine herself. Things were about to get interesting. Seeing her face sparked a brilliant idea.
"Hey, Hayato. Hi there."
"S-Sakura?!"
From here on out, I was the pitiful guy who just got dumped by his girlfriend.
Slapping Hayato in the middle of the street... What kind of relationship could they possibly have for her to do that? Minami's curiosity got the better of her, and she approached him. Sure, it was rude to butt in right then, but she couldn't help herself.
"Hey, Hayato. Hi there."
"S-Sakura?!"
"Yeah, it's Sakura. But just now... I didn't imagine that, did I?"
"Haa... Haha, you saw my pathetic side, huh? You saw right. I just got dumped."
"W-What?! D-Dumped?!"
His shocking response left her reeling.
Hayato let out a sigh, muttering about how tough romance is. Minami couldn't wrap her head around it. Dumped Fujikawa Hayato? In her eyes, he was as perfect as Shohei. His looks, his body, his personality—nothing to complain about. That's why she struggled to accept it.
She tilted her head, staring at him, and then...
She froze in silent horror.
"W-Wait a sec... More importantly, were you two... just on a date?"
"A date? Nah... She dumped me before it even started."
"No way... So you were planning to go on a date looking like that?!"
Unkempt, shaggy long hair. A baggy shirt with some childish cartoon character meant for elementary kids. Worn-out slippers falling apart at the seams. His whole outfit screamed slovenly disaster. Fashionwise, it was rock bottom.
They say the face completes the look, but Hayato had hidden his handsome features under piles of weird clothes, standing there in literal horror-show mode.
"No wonder she dumped you!"
"Huh? W-What's that sudden attitude?"
"I'm disappointed! How could you go out like this? It was a date!"
"Huh? What's wrong with me?"
"Kyaaah! Are you seriously clueless?!"
Shocked, Minami yelled at him. Frustrated and incredulous, her face flushed red. If Shohei had shown up like this on a date, she'd have slapped him too. Even if you're oblivious to fashion... this was too much. Fired up, Minami grabbed Hayato's arm and yanked.
"Sakura?!"
"Just come with me!"
"W-Why? What's going on?"
In a rush, Minami dragged him to the nearest bookstore. She grabbed a few fashion magazines and launched into a lecture. But Hayato looked utterly lost. Her pity only grew.
"These are too expensive... You want me to buy stuff like this?"
"I'm not saying buy these clothes... Just get the vibe! Ugh... What kind of guy goes on a date dressed like that? And get a haircut! You look so sloppy."
"Hmm... Is dressing like this really that bad?"
"Yes, it is."
"Why? Clothes don't matter. People do, right?"
"Sigh... Hayato..."
He still wasn't getting it after all this? Minami raised her voice with another sigh.
"Hayato, how does it feel when your girlfriend looks pretty?"
"Uh... Not bad?"
"It feels good, right? Of course it does. When people notice how cute and lovely your girlfriend is, you feel proud, confident, energized. Isn't that true?"
"I guess... Maybe?"
"Sigh, you don't have to worry about that. But others do. Especially women. We want to show off to everyone: 'Look at my awesome, handsome boyfriend!'"
"I see..."
"But if your boyfriend looks this sloppy, how's that gonna feel?"
"Pretty bad, huh?"
"Exactly! That girl was all dressed up, but you show up in slippers... And those pants—what are they, full of holes?! No wonder she's mad. How embarrassing to be seen with you like this!"
"Yeah, I get it..."
"I'm not saying dress like a magazine model. Just the basics—the bare minimum. That's common courtesy between partners."
"Hmm... But Sakura, looks aren't everything. Is caring about what others think real love? Isn't the inside what matters more?"
"So you'd be fine if your girlfriend was bald?"
"Ah, well, that's..."
"Right?"
Minami had Hayato cornered perfectly. Watching him nod along like he'd had an epiphany, she burst out laughing. The reliable guy who'd led her in the "Sex Can't Leave Room" seemed so hopelessly clueless in real life—cute, but worrisome. She felt like she had to look after him herself.
Still, they were soulmates... She hated the thought of him getting slapped around out there. Having received his help before, Minami decided to return the favor. She extended her hand to him. From here on, she'd take responsibility for him.
"Hand over your phone. I'll put in my number."
"Huh? Your number?"
"Yeah, words can only go so far. Let's set aside a day for shopping. I'll advise you. Oh, and the salon too. That shaggy hair is seriously not it."
"Well, I'd appreciate it, but..."
"I'm just paying back what I owe, so don't feel burdened."
"Hahaha... Thanks."
"I'll take you up on that, even if it makes me shameless," Hayato said, handing over his smartphone. Minami entered her number and gave it back. Then Hayato hit the call button, ringing her phone.
"Signal go through? That's my number."
"Yup, got it. Saving now."
And in that instant, Minami's vision went black.
My ploy to play on her sympathy didn't go as perfectly as planned... but the outcome? Flawless. We got close in the real world, and even scored a date. As long as I could meet Minami without Siwoo, the NTR was basically done.
"Hand over your phone. I'll put in my number."
She was handing me another golden opportunity on a platter?
Minami might not know, but the "Sex Can't Leave Room" matches people just by making a call. It's not automatic—you need some setup first. But if the person you're calling is your soulmate, it triggers instantly, no prep needed.
Just like right now.
"Yup, got it. Saving now... Huh? W-What's this?!"
"Huh? Where are we..."
"Eeeek?!"
Luck was on my side after all?
I thought getting slapped this morning meant my day was cursed, but it must've been good luck in disguise. Everything clicked after running into Minami.
On top of that, the missions were fellatio this time?
This genre never ceases to amaze. Imagining Sakura Minami sucking my dick already had me hard. So her first kiss, first time, and now her first blowjob—all mine?
"Sakura... Just to check, do you know what fellatio is?"
"I... I know..."
"Have you done it with Siwoo, then...?"
"...N-No, never."
"Sigh... This is driving me crazy. What now..."
Sorry, Shohei. Looks like today too.