Chapter 59
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 59
Chapter Title: I Came Because I Want to Get Fucked.
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Knock knock.
Han Yu-ra knocked on my desk.
"What's up, sunbae?"
"You didn't forget the promise from yesterday, right?"
"Of course not. I was planning to go shopping later."
"No. I'll do the shopping. Just open the door when I get there."
"Got it."
"Shh. It's a secret. This."
"From Kang Hyun-soo?"
"You…"
"Just kidding. Kidding."
"Jokes like that, and next time you'll really get it."
"Makes me wanna get scolded for no reason."
Han Yu-ra shot me a glare, and damn, she looked pretty doing it.
"Can I tell you what I want to eat?"
"Anything. What do you wanna eat?"
I held back from saying you, sunbae, 'cause I'd really get in trouble.
"Braised short ribs."
"Hmm. Beef short ribs might take too long. How about pork ribs?"
"That sounds good too."
"Alright. I'll prep it and come right after work."
"Dress pretty."
"I'm not coming to date you, you know?"
I knew exactly what it meant for a woman to come over and cook homemade food at a guy's place.
Her pretending to be innocent and clueless was just so damn cute, I couldn't help but laugh.
The second I got home from work, I cleaned up spotless.
Started with the bathroom, then the kitchen, the bed—everything.
Especially the bed: I layered two sheets.
"This should do it."
Should I put down a waterproof sheet?
Han Yu-ra seemed pretty wet down there.
Nah, too obvious. Decided against it.
Come to think of it, this was the first time a woman was coming over.
A bit later, the doorbell rang, and I quickly opened up.
"Come on in, sunbae."
Han Yu-ra showed up in a zip-up training top and short pants.
She looked casually styled, like no effort, but on her? Perfect.
"Not late, right?"
"Nah. Not at all."
"You must be hungry. Let's head in. Don't mind if I do, Min-seong."
"Yeah, come on in. Oh, give me that."
I took the grocery bags and spread them out on the table.
"You bought so much."
"You're living alone, so stock up."
Seeing the canned tuna and instant meals, I could tell how thoughtful she was.
"This is kimchi. Keep it and eat it. This daepa pork belly goes in the freezer—fry it up in a pan when you need it. Super simple, so don't let it go to waste 'cause you're lazy. And this stir-fried anchovies…"
She hadn't just shopped; she'd prepped side dishes at home too.
Her fussing over me like this felt just like Mom stocking my fridge. Kinda touching.
"This is kinda touching, sunbae."
"Gotta take care of the maknae, right?"
Han Yu-ra shrugged and flashed a pretty smile.
"Shall we get cooking then?"
"Anything I can help with?"
"Just sit pretty."
"While staring at your back?"
"You… Keep talking weird, and I'll really scold you."
"Your hips are just so sexy, sunbae. You know that."
"Wanna die?"
She raised a fist in warning, then tied on an apron and started cooking.
I figured the dirty joke would fluster her, but she brushed it off like nothing.
'She's prepared for this.'
I'd tested her on purpose.
"Your place is so cozy and nice."
"Bed's a bit small, but plenty of room for hugging."
"I… didn't ask?"
She whipped her head away, avoiding my eyes, focusing on the food.
Her nape and earlobes flushed pink.
She was so pure, teasing her was fun.
Seeing Han Yu-ra cooking in my kitchen felt all newlywed-ish. Nice.
This pretty woman cooking for me? Adorable.
I activated Mind Reading.
I kinda knew her intentions, but wanted to react just right.
[I hope Min-seong likes these.]
Right from the first thought, pure affection.
Her genuine kindness made her even more attractive.
She clearly cooked often; a full spread came together quick.
Seaweed soup to start, then the braised ribs I'd wanted, rolled omelet, assorted stir-fries.
"Didn't grill fish 'cause of the smell. Want me to?"
"This is plenty."
"I'll freeze some for you. Eat it for sure."
"Yeah, sunbae. Whoa, this looks amazing."
[Heh. This is nothing.]
"Eat up, Min-seong."
"Thanks for the meal."
The food was all delicious across the board.
[Min-seong really eats so appreciatively.]
She'd been watching how I eat all this time.
"So good, sunbae."
"Glad it suits your taste."
"This ain't amateur hour. You learn cooking somewhere?"
"Kinda. Wanted to look good, y'know."
"For Kang Hyun-soo, huh."
"…Well. Yeah. Right."
"Did that guy say it was good?"
"He liked my cooking."
[Not as appreciatively as you, though.]
The more I learned, the more Kang Hyun-soo turned into a total turn-off.
"No more Hyun-soo talk. Eat up. You usually pack it away."
"Then one more bowl, please, sunbae."
"Sure!"
Me devouring the food lit her up; her face beamed with energy.
"Oh, right. Got soju in the fridge."
"Wanna do some drinks with the meal?"
"Sounds good!"
Eating together, chatting casually, sipping soju—this was fun as hell.
College memories made great drinking stories too.
[Haven't chatted this relaxed in forever. Fun.]
[Haven't seen friends much, been lonely. But hanging with Min-seong like this is nice.]
Her favorability toward me was climbing—I could see it.
Before long, we were stuffed, and it was pretty late.
Cute part? The later it got, the more she glanced at the clock.
[What do I do… I finally mustered the courage to come, but…]
I caught glimpses of her waffling, looking anxious.
'Typical.'
She'd come with intent, alright, but chickening out at the moment of truth.
She got so slutty when she was getting fucked, though.
Time for me to nudge indirectly.
"Ah, that was great. Sunbae, seriously delicious."
"You ate so well, I'm the one feeling proud."
"Then, sunbae, let me buy you coffee nearby as thanks. Drink that and grab a cab."
Wonder how she'd react.
[S-Sending me home?]
"D-Dishes?"
"Obviously on me. Can't ask the cook to do that."
"No. I'll handle it. You sit."
"How could I? I'm sorry."
"It's fine, really? Ah! Watch a movie or something. I'll be quick."
[Can't go like this. No way.]
Guessing she'd slide next to me during the movie once dishes were done.
"How about we do dishes together?"
"Sure?"
As she stood to clear the table.
I passed behind her, deliberately brushing my lower body against her ass.
"Sorry. Kinda tight space…"
"Ah… no. It's fine."
[Touched… haa. Heart's racing again.]
After dishes, she actually grabbed her jacket.
"Time to head out, sunbae."
"…Ah, y-yeah. Guess so."
Han Yu-ra fumbled packing her stuff.
Then shot me a resentful glance.
[Don't wanna go… Does he really want me gone? Or is he clueless?]
Yeah, she wanted me to stop her.
"Sunbae, why you dawdling? Pack up quick."
"Ah, okay. Oh! Gotta hit the bathroom quick."
I laughed watching her dash to the bathroom.
Even from inside, I could read her thoughts.
[Argh, seriously Choi Min-seong. Clueless much? Just grab me already. He's usually sharp—why today?]
Her cute inner turmoil got me; I decided to give in a little.
Turned on the TV to our variety show.
Han Yu-ra came out and lit up.
"Whoa!? Our show?"
"Yep. Gotta monitor our own program."
"Lemme watch too."
"Not heading home?"
"Just… a bit more, then I'll go."
She glared at me quick, then plopped down beside me.
[Whew. Bought some time.]
No sofa, so floor it was, watching TV.
Our shoulders touched; she didn't pull away.
Her scent up close had me getting excited instead.
Before I knew, 30 minutes flew by.
Every so often, she'd sneak glances, loaded with subtle grudges.
[What? Why's he just sitting there? Really just watching TV? Was he always this dense? Haa. What now? Too embarrassing to say first…]
Her anxious thoughts had me turning away to stifle a laugh.
"Sunbae."
"Y-Yeah?"
Eyes full of expectation.
"It's getting late…"
"Late…?"
[Gotta crash here, right?]
"Cabs start surcharging. Time to head out."
"…"
Han Yu-ra's face went ice cold in an instant.
[This idiot. Haa…]
"…Off tomorrow, so… it's fine. Wanna watch more."
"You sure?"
"Haven't monitored this ep. Gonna watch more."
"Alright, whatever."
Anyone could see she wanted to stay longer.
Wanted to pull her into a hug and drag to bed right then.
But I held out, wanting this cute girl to say her goal herself.
Even at big laugh moments, she forced a smile.
[Maybe… give a little signal?]
Next laugh cue, she suddenly put her hand on my thigh.
"Hahaha! Min-seong, this is hilarious."
[This… should work, right?]
She "adjusted," unzipping her training top a bit.
Pink bra peeked through.
No shirt underneath. Bold move.
Her cute reactions pushed me over the edge.
I couldn't hold back anymore.
"Sunbae."
"Y-Yeah?"
"Not going home?"
[Seriously?]
"You want me gone?"
"Do you?"
"…You're doing this on purpose."
"Doing what?"
"Hey. You… really don't know why I came here?"
"No clue."
"Ugh…"
Her puffed cheeks and glare were adorable; nearly laughed.
"No way, sunbae. You came expecting something?"
"…You knew."
"Nah, no idea. Guys need girls to spell it out."
"…"
[He knows. Tormenting me on purpose. As if I don't know you?]
Busted. But I played shameless.
"Can't read minds, y'know?"
"…"
"Tell me straight what you want, sunbae. Then I can respond."
My firm words had her staring right into my eyes.
She bit her lip like she'd made up her mind and yelled.
"I! Came 'cause I wanna do it with you! Idiot!"
"…"
"Came 'cause I wanna fuck! Choi Min-seong!"
[Ah, said it. Now what.]
How could I leave this lovable woman alone?
I hugged her tight and laid her on the bed.
Han Yu-ra startled.
But reading my intent, her face flushed excited.
So pretty, wanted to tease more.
"Sunbae. Say it clearly again. What do you wanna do?"
"U-Ugh. You really."
"Come on, sunbae."
"Seriously? You…"
"Wanna hear it from your mouth."
My serious face broke her; she confessed.
"I-I came 'cause I wanna get fucked. So… fuck me, Min-seong. Please?"
I stripped off my clothes right then.
I'd led her, but damn, this explicit? Didn't expect.
How to hold back? Holding back makes you impotent.