Chapter 54
Chapter 54
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 54
Chapter Title: Elis's Swimming Lesson
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My ears feel like they're bleeding.
"Alright, alright. Enough nagging already. Are you my wife or something? Why are you nagging me so much?"
-Why would I be your wife?! Are you crazy?! Out of your mind?! You're not in your right state of mind right now!
"Agh, my ears hurt. That's why I'm telling you to stop nagging. And if it's not true, just say no—why get so pissy about it?"
-Because you're saying something so ridiculous...!
Chatter-chatter-chatter!
Ji-na rattled off in a high-pitched rapid-fire tirade, forcing me to pull the phone away from my ear for a moment. Ugh... my ears really do feel like they're bleeding.
"Heh."
Elis, who was having a late lunch with me, burst into laughter at the sight. She smiled as she scooped up a spoonful of soup. Even today, Elis the model student sat with perfect posture.
It took another ten minutes of nagging before my call with Ji-na finally ended. She mentioned some buyer meeting coming up—whatever buyer it was, they were a savior to my ears. Thanks, bro!
"Whew, that was exhausting. Elis, do I have blood coming out of my ears by any chance? It feels like it."
"You look fine."
"Really? Then why does it feel like blood's pouring out?"
"Hee-hee."
Elis burst out laughing and neatly arranged her finished dishes. Even after eating, she didn't get up from her seat.
"You're done eating?"
"You haven't finished yet, oppa. Take your time."
"Hmm! You're not rushing me, right?"
"Huh? Rushing you? Why would I...?"
"N-no, nothing."
I hurriedly shook my head. I'd thought she was subtly urging me to hurry, but thankfully not. If that was an act, Elis should be an actress right now—Oscar's as good as hers.
Still, it wasn't polite to keep a lady waiting, so I sped up my eating. But man, this is delicious. Elis's cooking skills were no joke.
The only dish I could make was ramen. Ji-na only knew how to make fast food with pineapple in it. The kid really loves pineapple.
Naturally, meal prep fell to Elis. And she had some serious culinary talent. She'd learned from a main chef who'd spent twenty years at a five-star hotel, right?
Having trained under someone like that, Elis's cooking rivaled any professional chef's.
I should've brought her along the moment Uncle Chris called about buying the house. Then I wouldn't have had to suffer through Ji-na's twisted hell-cuisine!
"What a shame!"
"Pardon? What is?"
"Huh? Oh, nothing. Don't mind it. I sometimes blurt out nonsense."
"Huh?"
Elis stared at me with a puzzled look. Don't try to understand me. I can't even understand myself.
"Anyway, what do you do after eating?"
"Um... I was gonna watch some TV. There are a lot of fun dramas on."
Lately, Elis had been hooked on dramas. The more I learned about her, the more I wondered how she'd lived such a restricted life. Apparently, she couldn't even watch TV freely, and even when she did, it was always just news.
"Do you like swimming by any chance?"
"Swimming? Yeah, I like it."
Elis nodded. Her smile suggested she really meant it.
"Wanna go swimming with me then?"
"But I haven't dyed my hair yet, so going out..."
"Huh? Oh, no worries. There's a pool on the rooftop here."
"A pool?"
Elis's eyes widened at the mention of a pool in the house. Surprised, huh? I was shocked too when I found out.
And when I asked Uncle Chris why there was a pool in the house, his response shocked me even more.
'Young master, meeting many women is fine. But to make those encounters valuable, you need novel experiences in different places—like the pool, a car, and so on.'
'...'
Uncle Chris was truly enlightened.
I respect you, master!
He'd built it for practical use, so wasn't it the way of the world to put it to good use? Especially with the stunning, perfectly curved Elis right beside me.
"Wanna go?"
"Yeah, sounds good."
"Okay. Let me just finish this."
I shoveled the mountain of food piled on my wide plate and stood up.
"Alright, let's go."
"???"
Elis alternated bewildered glances between me and the empty plate. What? Something wrong?
'Oh yeah.'
When Elis arrived in her swimsuit, I mentally gave her a thumbs-up. She had the best figure of any woman I'd met so far. I'd worried she might show up in something trashy like a rash guard, but luckily, she wore a bikini.
The white bikini couldn't fully cover her ample breasts. Her upper and side boobs were fully exposed, and that cherry-like dot on top of her chest stole my gaze once again.
Below those overwhelming breasts was a slim waist, flared hips, and a swimsuit bottom so short it barely covered the essentials. Her butt, tying with her breasts for voluptuous top spot, was largely on display.
And to top it all off, those long, elegant legs!
'She really put in the work.'
If I hadn't heard her story, I'd have thought she was born with that killer body. This world's base is an 19+ game, after all.
But knowing her past, I was well aware.
To achieve that fantasy figure, she and many others had poured in tremendous effort over the years.
'Whoever you are, thanks a ton.'
I silently thanked her masseuse, personal trainer, and even her mother who'd managed her so meticulously.
Because soon, the owner of that delectable body would be me!
"Ah... um..."
Just then, Elis flinched and covered her chest with her hands. Her face was flushed. No way! Why are you stealing my joy!
"Please don't stare so intensely. It's embarrassing."
"Oh."
I must've been staring too openly because she was so gorgeous. But I didn't turn away shyly like some harem protagonist.
Instead, I boldly eyed her figure even more, puffing out my chest like a male animal displaying to a female. For the record, I was wearing tight square-cut swim trunks—no, just my underwear.
Uncle Chris had installed the pool but hadn't provided swimwear. So I used my undies as a substitute.
Elis's blush probably wasn't just from my staring.
"It's a pool—what's there to be embarrassed about? You gotta be confident in a situation like this."
"Huh?"
"Come on, let's swim first. It's been ages for me too, so I'm kinda excited."
"Ah, okay."
I took Elis's hand and led her into the pool. She started swimming naturally, and I followed suit...
"Glub! Glub!"
"O-oppa?!"
The moment I started swimming, I flailed around like a drowning man. Elis rushed over when she spotted me thrashing.
Can't touch the bottom? No way. I'm 191cm tall—my feet can reach.
But I was pretending to drown for a simple reason: skinship with Elis!
Her soft sensation pressed against my arm. So soft, I wanted to thrust my dick into her breasts again.
"Can't you swim, oppa?"
"Yeah. I figured since I can do most sports decently, swimming would be easy too. Guess not."
I gave her a subtle look. Wet, you're sexy too, Elis.
"Wanna teach me?"
"Me? Really?"
"Yeah. You swam like a mermaid earlier. Teach me."
"I've never taught anyone before..."
"No problem. Just the basics, and I'll pick it up quick."
"Okay, I'll teach you then."
Reassuring her it was no big deal, she nodded. First time teaching someone, she looked secretly thrilled.
"Try floating first?"
"Can't."
"Pardon?"
"Body's too heavy—it just sinks."
"Um... okay, I'll hold you. Let's practice floating."
"Sure."
I grabbed her hand like a beginner swim student and started paddling. With such a sexy instructor, my motivation doubled. Swimming's a great sport!
"Glub! Glub! Oh man, I'm dying, Elis~!"
"Eek!"
While holding her hand and paddling, I pretended to drown and pulled her into a hug. Ahh... her breasts squished against my firm chest. Feels so good!
"Save me, Elis!"
"O-oppa, calm down!"
"Can't calm down! I'm dying!"
"Eek!"
I hugged her wildly. Really wildly. I rubbed my erection against her abs and subtly loosened her bikini strap.
"Oppa! You can touch the bottom—calm down! You won't die here!"
Panicked, Elis focused on soothing me. She didn't even notice I'd undone her strap.
"Ah, sorry. Got carried away."
Mission accomplished, I quickly let go. Splash—the loosened bikini top floated to the surface. Her wet, luscious breasts and the fruit at their tips tempted me.
You naughty girl, Elis! Teasing me by subtly exposing those tits! I'll tease you mercilessly later.
"Wow."
"Haa... Huh? Eeeeeek!"
Elis, sighing, belatedly realized her top was undone and frantically covered her chest before sinking to the pool floor.
"Oops. You okay? Must've been a shock. String ties come loose easy. Should've tied it tighter. Here you go, Elis."
"O-oppa, turn around... please."
"Huh?"
"Turn your body away."
"Oh, sorry. Here, take it."
I turned so she could put her bikini back on. I'm a gentleman, after all!
"Done?"
"Not yet!"
"Sorry."
The moment she took the bikini, I turned back around. Why? I'm a gentleman, that's why!
Thanks to me, Elis half-dressed and sank back down. Heh heh heh! My eyes are feasting!
"Alright! Shall we restart Elis's swimming lesson? Hmm! Think I can float this time."
"....."
Elis eyed me coldly. But she didn't stop the lesson. Elis is such a sweetheart.
"Glub glub! Save me, Elis!"
"Eek! Oppa, you're doing this on purpose, aren't you?!"
"No way! Oh man, I'm dying~"
My eyes feasted, of course, but my hands and body indulged too. Grope grope! I worked my hands overtime.
Gotta suggest swimming again tomorrow!
"Haa... I'm beat."
Back in the room after the swimming lesson, Elis changed into comfy clothes and sighed.
Was teaching someone this tiring? She suddenly admired the tutors who'd taught her horseback riding, cooking, swimming, and more since childhood.
She never imagined Bal Jeong-nam would be so bad at swimming. Especially when his head went under despite being able to stand straight—she really freaked, thinking something bad might happen.
'Oppa... such a great body.'
Suddenly, Bal Jeong-nam in his swim trunks (underwear) came to mind. When he'd hugged her tight, it felt suffocating. So firm! She'd first realized then how a human body could be that perfect and solid.
"...Huh?"
Recalling Bal Jeong-nam's god-sculpted body, Elis noticed something odd. She'd been too distracted by his chest and arms at first, but now it was clear.
Bal Jeong-nam had a scorpion tattoo on his left leg. Exactly where the man from that TV scene at the hotel had it—the same position, the same tattoo.
"No way?"
The moment she realized it, the sex scene of the two on TV that she'd barely forgotten flashed back.
The scorpion-tattooed man ravaging the woman like a beast—now with a mask on, his face overlaid with Bal Jeong-nam's. And the woman's face had become her own.
Would sex with him be like that?
Groan-!
"Ahh...!"
Elis's lower belly throbbed.