Chapter 20
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 20
Chapter Title: Real First Kiss
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About two hours had passed since we started chatting, accompanied by drinks and food?
Eun Ha-min and her friends were completely different from the typical college students I'd encountered in my life.
For starters, the drinks they were having at the gathering were on another level.
From various kinds of wine to sparkling beverages, and even whiskeys whose names I'd heard once or twice somewhere.
Just the bottles on this table right now must be worth tens of millions of won.
'Hamazaki 25-year-old... This is the first time I've actually seen one.'
Of course, that wasn't all.
There were Macallans and Halleintens too.
'Rich people really seem to love wine.'
The funny thing was, they weren't paying much attention to those expensive liquors.
They were just there, and everyone was drinking the wines.
Eun Ha-min said she'd pack up whatever was left later and give it to me to take home.
Taking just the Hamazaki 25-year-old would double my earnings for the day.
"What, you bought that?"
"Yeah, Mom got it for me."
"I'm jealous. My mom tells me to save my allowance if I want one."
And then, in the middle of conversations, luxury brand names popped up casually.
The talk about limited editions was hard to keep up with.
Honestly, up to that point, it wouldn't have been too bad.
What really wore me out were the questions about me.
"This is the first time I've seen Ha-min so docile around a guy."
"Right? Back in school, she'd look at guys like they were bugs if they even talked to her."
Occasionally, bits of Eun Ha-min's past came up too.
Apparently, she was the iron-willed type who had zero interest in men.
"Oppa, what's your secret? Did you train her in bed or something?"
"How intense was it in bed to turn her into such a good girl? You could teach me personally."
"Well, honestly, if I were in bed with a handsome guy like you, oppa, I'd probably behave too."
Were they drunk?
The conversation was veering more and more sexual.
"You slut. That's way too honest. Sorry, oppa. She can't tell what she should say when she's drunk."
"Sorryyy. My bad, Ha-min."
"Ahaha... I'm fine."
It wasn't like I could complain.
My mind was already rolling with fantasies of tumbling into bed.
If my brain had an HDMI port and I could output it, I'd probably be sentenced to death and executed by now.
I fiddled with my constantly refilled wine glass and laughed it off awkwardly.
'I'm a bastard. I'm a bastard. A bastard whose name costs ten million won.'
My eyes kept drifting to the friends' thighs or chests.
Just a few months ago, they were wearing school uniforms, so I knew I shouldn't look, but still.
With the alcohol in me, it was hard to stay sane.
"Still, our Ha-min has super high standards."
"Yeah. I never imagined she'd go for a guy like you to satisfy her."
"He's handsome, great skin, good sense of humor... and a nice body."
"And he's got that cute look too."
"Doesn't match his age."
It felt weird, but I couldn't show it.
I couldn't grin like an idiot getting compliments from girls eight years younger.
I just nodded with a friendly smile.
'More importantly, my bladder's about to burst.'
I must've drunk too much beer and wine.
I couldn't hold it anymore and finally stood up.
"Hey, Ha-min. I'm gonna hit the bathroom real quick."
As I signaled to Eun Ha-min, she set down her fork—which she'd been poking at her salad and wine with—and stood up too.
All eyes from her friends and me turned to her.
"I'll go too."
"Huh? You too?"
"Yeah. Together. Oppa."
Eun Ha-min grabbed my hand.
She did it so naturally, like it was the most obvious thing.
Her friends' gazes tangled in a weird way.
The smiles on their lips turned mischievous.
Like hyenas spotting prey.
What were they about to say now?
"Ooh, what? You two going to the bathroom together?"
"Don't do anything weird in there? The soundproofing isn't great. We can hear everything outside."
"Yeah. If you really wanna, turn on the water! Water! If the sound leaks, we'll all hear it?"
Her friends' jokes had no limits.
I couldn't fathom twenty-year-old girls joking like dirty old men.
But Eun Ha-min just shrugged like it was nothing.
"Mind your own business and have fun among yourselves. Oppa, let's go."
"Aww, no fun."
Eun Ha-min grabbed my hand tight, right in front of them, and headed to the bathroom.
Wasn't she embarrassed at all?
Or had she forgotten I was a fake boyfriend hired for money?
The moment we entered the bathroom, she locked the door.
The click of the lock echoed loudly.
Eun Ha-min let out a deep sigh and hopped up to sit on the marble countertop of the sink.
Her crossed legs looked...
I stood there awkwardly, staring at her.
Not knowing where to look, I just counted the tile patterns.
"Hey, Ha-min? I'm really desperate here. Like, I'm about to burst."
"..."
"If you need to go too, I can step out first? Take your time."
"No, don't go."
As I reached for the door handle, she called out firmly.
It wasn't her usual playful tone.
She was looking down at the floor.
The atmosphere felt off.
Had I done something wrong?
Was it because I spilled some wine earlier?
"Oppa. Just stay there. Don't go out."
It sounded like an order, but her voice trembled slightly.
I nodded reflexively.
Under the bathroom's soft orange light, Eun Ha-min slowly lifted her head.
Her eyes met mine.
An unreadable emotion swirled in them.
She looked angry, maybe wronged.
"Oppa."
"Yeah."
"Earlier, when we were talking with them, you said you had a first kiss, right?"
Oh, that.
It came up accidentally during that truth game thing.
Up to then, it had been tame—kisses here, touching over clothes there.
I said it because admitting to being a lifelong singleton might ruin the boyfriend act.
What twenty-eight-year-old guy in the world is a virgin?
Old enough to be married.
"Was that true?"
"Huh? Oh, well... yeah...?"
"Who? What girl?"
Eun Ha-min's gaze turned icy.
Did she really need to immerse herself this much with a ten-million-won temp?
But her expression was dead serious.
Lying here would make it worse.
I scratched the back of my head and decided to come clean.
It wasn't a big deal anyway.
"It was nothing. Back in elementary school."
"...What?"
"Fifth grade, I think? With my desk mate, out of curiosity..."
"Pfft."
Eun Ha-min couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing.
She looked dumbfounded.
The tense vibe from moments ago vanished instantly.
She covered her mouth, giggling.
"Elementary school? You're kidding."
"No. It was serious for us. We even promised to marry."
"Haa, seriously. What was I thinking."
Eun Ha-min tried to hold it back but failed.
She laughed hard, swinging her legs.
"Oppa. Even so, fifth grade is just kids playing. You're hilarious."
"Hey... don't laugh... A peck is still a kiss. Lips touch, it's a kiss, right?"
"That's not a kiss. Just lips bumping. Kids' stuff."
She looked at me fondly, like I was cute.
Just as my pride got a tiny scratch, she hopped down from the sink and approached me.
Click-clack.
Her heels echoed on the tile floor.
She pushed me against the wall.
"Wh-what?"
The distance closed in an instant.
Cold tile pressed against my back.
Her face was right in front of mine.
"Oppa."
"Y-yeah..."
"Not that kiddie stuff."
Eun Ha-min hooked her index finger around my collar and pulled.
Her gaze lingered on my lips.
The playfulness was gone, replaced by a thick, intense stare.
I could feel her breath quicken.
"You haven't done a real kiss, right?"
"...Huh?"
"The adult kind. Tongues in, exploring each other."
Gulp.
My swallow echoed loudly in the bathroom.
The Eun Ha-min in front of me was dangerously tempting from a guy's perspective.
Freshly adult allure mixed with the arrogance of a chaebol heiress created a intoxicating vibe.
I felt overwhelmed by someone eight years younger.
Not knowing where to look, I darted my eyes around.
"Oppa. Want me to show you?"
"H-Ha-min?"
"Don't call me that. I told you to call me Ha-min."
"S-sorry."
"Good boy, my puppy oppa. I'll give you a reward. You did great acting today."
Without waiting for my reply, she pressed her lips to mine.
Soft, hot sensation touched my lips.
Sweet chocolate-tinged wine scent hit me.
At first a light touch, then her lips mashed deeper.
And...
Her tongue slipped past my lips.
Inexperienced but bold.
Instinctively, my arms wrapped around her waist.
Her slim waist filled my palms.
"Mm..."
A soft moan escaped her.
That sound was like a fuse, nearly snapping my reason.
My hands slid down from her waist.
Along her back, following the curve to her hips.
But she didn't push me away.
She pressed closer.
I felt her breasts squash against me vividly.
"Pha..."
The short but intense kiss ended.
As our lips parted, she looked up at me, face flushed.
Her eyes glistened slightly.
A satisfied smile.
"That's a real kiss. Got it?"
"Yeah... got it."
"Keep up the good work. I'll give you one every time you solve a problem for me."
She declared, pressing my lip with her thumb.
Her intense gaze left me no choice but to nod.
"And the butt too."
"Huh?"
"Your hand's been there since earlier."
My hand was gripping her ass firmly.
"S-sorry!!"
Was I insane?
Even lost in the kiss, casually groping her butt?
I yanked my hand back in panic, but she grabbed my wrist.
"It's fine. I'll let it slide this time."
"..."
"But you have to do better later. Got it, puppy?"
She grinned and shoved me out of the bathroom.
"Wait outside. I really gotta pee."
"Ah, I still need to go too."
"Then wait out front."
I stumbled out in a daze.
The sticky feel of the kiss lingered on my lips and tongue, and the sensation of her ass on my fingertips was vivid.