Chapter 67
Chapter 67
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 67
Chapter Title: I Liked Her First (6)
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Last night, as Hee-ra was getting pounded on my dick and cumming over and over, the B-rank achievement notification suddenly popped up.
It meant Siwoo had woken up at dawn and secretly peeked into my room after hearing the moans.
If he'd caught me mid-rape, it would've been mission failure instead of B-rank, but that didn't happen.
Thanks to Hee-ra screaming "I love dick!", everything went according to plan, letting Siwoo misunderstand our relationship.
He was probably holed up in his room, shocked, whining "I liked her first..." and bawling his eyes out.
Man, Siwoo is so damn consistent.
This morning, he didn't come out of his room until Hee-ra left the house.
Obviously pretending to sleep to avoid running into her.
Thanks to that, she slipped out safely, but part of me was disappointed. I was curious what their faces would've looked like if they'd bumped into each other.
"Huu... B-rank means I could call it quits here, but..."
The fact that I hit B-rank even though Hee-ra wasn't fully hooked yet meant Siwoo's shock was that massive.
So, if I tormented him just a little more from here, couldn't I snag A-rank in a couple days?
With that in mind, I tweaked my original plan.
"Like I keep saying, in the Royal Road Hero Tale, I'll hook you up proper. Hang in there till then, Siwoo."
But Siwoo still wouldn't come out of his room.
Hee-ra had been gone for ages, and he was still playing possum.
Was it even hard for him to face me?
-Creak!
Oh, finally up. His eyes were puffy as expected.
Siwoo met my gaze and pulled an awkward face.
"Morning."
"...Good morning."
Alright, time to kick the operation back into gear?
Ordered some delivery grub to nurse the hangover, and Siwoo kept sneaking glances at me.
Looked like he was dying to know what the hell happened yesterday to lead to us banging.
"Hey, I got a girlfriend."
"......Huh?"
So I just threw it out there straight up.
Siwoo dropped his chopsticks right on the spot.
Guess he never imagined I'd bring it up first.
I handed him a fresh pair of wooden ones and kept going.
"Thanks, dude. It's all thanks to you."
"......What...?"
"Yeah? Oh, I'm dating Hee-ra."
"......R-real?"
"Yup. Asked her, and she said no boyfriend. No one she was into either. So I was like, wanna date me then?"
I dropped it casually, like no big deal that we were going steady now, and Siwoo panicked visibly.
When I said she had no one she liked, he dropped his chopsticks again.
Handed him another pair. His hands were shaking as he took them.
"But why... with Hee-ra of all people..."
"Huh? 'Cause she's fucking gorgeous. Right up my alley. Thought she was your girl at first, felt bad, but nah, so I confessed on the spot."
"......I see... But Hee-ra said yes to dating... right away?"
"She hemmed and hawed at first. Told her let's try it out, keep going if it clicks. Then she was cool with it."
"...Aah..."
"Oh, and get this—I'm her first boyfriend. All-girls middle and high school, never even kissed before."
"...Huh?"
"So yeah, fucked her right then and there yesterday."
-Pffft!
"Cough, cough... W-what did you say?!"
Siwoo spewed his cola everywhere and shot up, glaring at me.
What're you gonna do, glare? You her boyfriend or something?
He realized it quick and sat back down all awkward.
Sneered inside and replied.
"Nah, Hee-ra was lowkey seducing me. Said she'd always envied college girls with boyfriends, clung right on. You think a boyfriend just sits there?"
"......What..."
"Said she'd never kissed, so I laid one on her right there—she melted. Cute as hell, so I did it a few more times, vibe built up. You know how it goes."
"...Y-yeah..."
All lies, of course. Truth is, I slipped her a sleeping pill and raped her.
But an undiscovered lie might as well be the truth.
Hee-ra'd cuss me out if she heard, but to Siwoo? Ironclad fact.
"Here, check this out."
Showed him a pic snapped right before I railed her.
Siwoo whipped his head away in a fluster, but his eyes stayed glued to my phone.
You little perv. Honest with your urges, huh?
"H-hey! That's a crime! Secretly filming..."
"You nuts? It was consensual. She said go ahead and film."
"Whaaaat?!"
Sweet, desire-honest Siwoo ripped into me for "forcing" the pics.
Still wanted to cherish Hee-ra, looks like.
But after this? Think he can still say that?
"Or you think she'd say shit like this while looking at it?"
Hee-ra spreading her pussy, declaring herself a bitch—Siwoo's face went beet red as he turned away again.
Then squeezed his eyes shut, looking utterly tormented. Reliving last night maybe?
"I get it! Stop showing me!"
Video ramped up hardcore, and Siwoo finally caved.
No way he could deny Hee-ra was my girl now.
"Still... Deok-bae. If she's your girlfriend... shouldn't you treasure her...? Filming's your business, but flashing it to me without asking..."
What is this pure love bullshit? Or the nosy good-guy protagonist thing?
Yeah, that's Siwoo for ya.
But I came prepared for that too.
"You're not the type to blab to chicks or show 'em. This is fine. And you didn't know—Hee-ra's actually a total slut."
".........What?"
"Bet she'd love showing off to others. Even asked her to film herself jerking off to my clothes scent for fap fuel—she was like 'sure' no hesitation."
-Bzzz
Oh, perfect timing. Right on cue. Attagirl, Hee-ra.
"Yo, Siwoo! Check this—she actually sent it. Told ya, Hee-ra's a freak."
Showed him the vid of Hee-ra sniffing my clothes scent while masturbating.
Siwoo's face twisted up.
A grotesque expression—like he couldn't rage, blush, or cry.
He stewed in agony for ages, then claimed hangover wrecked his gut and dipped to his room.
Pressed my ear to the door—full-on sobbing.
But... figured A-rank'd trigger by now. Nope.
Gotta crank the intensity higher.
Siwoo, why you holding out... we got this far...
Renewed my resolve and hollered through the door.
"Siwoo, crashing at Hee-ra's all weekend. Hit me up if you need anything."
Let's see how that lands.
Siwoo spent the whole day drowning in regret.
Should've been straight with Deok-bae back then...
Shouldn't have boozed with the three of us...
Hell, shouldn't have gotten drunk at all...
Too late for regrets now.
But Deok-bae's words kept haunting him, twisting the knife.
If his buddy was telling the truth, didn't that mean he could've been her boyfriend too?
"Aaaaaah!"
It hurt. It ached. Lonely, pathetic misery.
He wanted to kill his past self.
Why was he such a moron!
If only he got a shot to go back—he'd never make the same choice!
"Haa..."
If only he got the chance.
But no miracles happened.
Siwoo wallowed in torment again.
-Ding!
Like it knew his pain, a message from Deok-bae popped up.
"This is..."
Photos. Videos.
Siwoo opened the chat like he was possessed.
There was Hee-ra licking Deok-bae's massive dick.
"Aa..."
Something straight out of his fantasies—Deok-bae was living it.
Jealousy surged, but arousal hit harder.
Blood rushed downstairs.
Not just one or two shots—pics of her nonstop sucking him off.
Hee-ra slurped it lovingly, like a tasty candy.
Siwoo's dick felt ready to explode.
Hated Deok-bae for sending this crap, but he couldn't close the chat.
Felt like he was getting the blowjob.
Knew he shouldn't, but Siwoo saved the pics.
Guilt stabbed him—but so did massive taboo thrill.
Saved 'em all, then rushed to play the video.
Hee-ra's smooth lower back filled the screen.
Shaky cam—they were clearly fucking.
Cranked the volume: her moans poured out.
Siwoo couldn't tear his eyes away, yanked off his underwear, gripped his dick.
Shook his cock and hips like he was the one thrusting.
Hee-ra climaxed on-screen.
Siwoo blew his load off-screen.
Deok-bae's cum leaked from Hee-ra's pussy in the vid.
Siwoo's splattered his bed.
But he wasn't bummed.
Just fired up the next one.
Siwoo got hard again.