Somehow Ended Up in a Suggestive Position
A height just shy of 160cm, yellow hair that looked like it'd been bleached two or three times, a cute round face—but her actions were straight out of the fourth dimension. That was Lee Jihye.
In the original story, Lee Jihye's role was the lonely girl with no friends. The one person who'd befriended that isolated Lee Jihye was Lee Wooju.
'Probably something about meeting by chance during volunteer work.'
Yeah, in the original, she was supposed to be the heroine who saw Lee Wooju as her one and only friend, offering him unhesitating advice on women.
"Let's go! I'm dying to see what kind of date course you've prepared!"
So why the hell was she grabbing my wrist right now?
"It's almost dinner time. Wanna grab something to eat first?"
"Hmm~ You've obviously thought of a menu fit for this body of mine, right?"
Of course I had.
Lee Jihye was my second-favorite love interest in my heart of hearts.
When she first confessed to me, I was too flustered to realize, but once I took in her speech patterns, her looks, and finally her name... I couldn't help but get a little excited.
As someone who'd dived deep into the story, my prior research on her was perfect!
"There's a street food joint up ahead. Let's go there."
"What? You dare suggest feeding this mouth commoner slop?"
"No money."
She pouted and grumbled, but it didn't matter.
I already had her tastes all mapped out in my head.
I knew Lee Jihye's family wealth better than anyone.
Granddaughter of a massive conglomerate.
That's why she rolled up to school in luxury foreign cars, always turning heads.
"This body shall deign to accompany you just this once!"
Her princess act and haughty royal speech had always surrounded her with envy and jealousy.
'No need to mention she picked up that speech and behavior from light novels.'
Shed grown up eating only gourmet food her whole life.
Always "A princess must eat only the finest!" That was her shtick.
Which was why, in the original, she ended up obsessed with something as simple as tteokbokki.
As time passed, she warmed up to the male lead with a "learning to live like a commoner" concept.
Eventually, she even gained her own cheering faction, but the author didn't want a harem, so she was nailed down as a pure supporter.
"This place? It's more rundown than I expected."
"Rude. Sit down and be quiet."
We'd arrived at the street food shop in front of the school.
It was more crowded than I'd thought inside, and sure enough, all eyes locked onto us.
"Hehe, as expected of this body's popularity."
"What'll you have?"
I shoved the menu in her face before she could bark like a puppy again.
The options were basic, as expected.
"Hmm... It's all so unfamiliar."
She stared at it like she'd never seen human cuisine before.
Hey, I'm the one who got isekai'd into this world, not you.
"Just get the basic set."
I snatched the menu and ordered Set A.
Soon, a steaming spread arrived: tteokbokki, sundae, fish cakes, and assorted fried goodies.
For 5,000 won, it was a steal.
"Dig in."
Lee Jihye picked up a dripping red tteokbokki skewer and said,
"Oh ho, rice cakes coated in bright red sauce. But unless it's from a master chef..."
I shoved a fish cake-wrapped tteokbokki right into her mouth.
Who was she to critique free food?
"...This flavor!"
Her eyes went wide instantly.
"Tasty, right?"
"Impossible. Commoner food with such depth? This salty umami, the chewy texture... and this spicy kick—I'm addicted, I can't stop!"
Even I had to admit, Lee Jihye's character was ridiculously extreme.
'Come to think of it, she ate her own bento in the cafeteria too.'
Gold digger or not, never touching commoner food? That's just cruel.
Since we're at it, should I introduce her to the holy trinity of guys' soul food—country, chicken, beer?
Tsk.
Later for that.
"Take it slow—no one's gonna steal it."
While she ate, that fancy mouth of hers stayed mercifully shut.
Were you supposed to call wolfing down food "eating heartily"?
Despite her image, she chowed down like a hamster.
"Hoo! That hit the spot!"
She'd polished off every plate, finally patting her bloated belly in satisfaction.
"Here, wipe up."
"Oh, a true boyfriend! Such thoughtful care—praise indeed~"
"Sorry, not your boyfriend yet."
"So you will be in the future?"
"Doubt it."
She dabbed at her mouth with the tissue like royalty after a steak at a fine restaurant.
Though her eating sure hadn't matched.
"Now, where to next on our date?!"
"Sorry, that's it for today."
"What?!"
She scowled at me.
"Gotta train. Skip it, and the coach'll kill me."
"Studies and fitness—impressive. But...!"
Lee Jihye whipped out her phone and made a call somewhere.
I couldn't make out the details, but...
"From today, this body joins you!"
Shit. I'd tried to ditch her, but now I'd stirred up a hassle.
I did want to get close to Lee Jihye.
She was one of my favorite characters, and as a friend, she'd open some killer connections.
But I never dreamed she'd invade my sacred space like this.
"Ooh, nice!"
"The newbie's got moves."
"Heh, is that Haon’s girlfriend? She's a natural athlete."
The Gym Coach watched her test with a grin.
"Not my girlfriend."
"What? Haon, you aren't... y'know, impotent or anything, right? She's gorgeous!"
"Sigh..."
Honestly, I was a bit shocked.
With her princess vibe, I'd figured she'd be all delicate and frail. But...
Who could've guessed the muscles hiding in that tiny frame? Unless you stripped her, no way to know.
Before coming to the gym, she'd called her secretary for workout clothes. I'd expected baggy sweats, but...
'She looks like she's trained somewhere.'
Her gear was pro-level.
Black crop top showing off rock-hard abs, leggings hugging thighs packed with muscle for sleek, sculpted legs.
Punching stance, light footwork, eyes locked without flinching from attacks.
Basics? Flawless.
"That all you got?"
She finished the test, flipping her bangs with a smirk.
The guys in the gym let out awed "ooohs" and ogled openly, but...
"Haon, what do you think?"
Thanks to her acting like I owned her, the water buffaloes slunk away.
"Not bad."
She leaned over the ring, looking down at me.
Blame the pose or the outfit, but I had no clue where to look.
"Talent, pure talent. Jihye, any prior training?"
The coach eyed her like fresh meat, just like he had with me.
"Mm, a bit? As a kid, I learned self-defense from black belts to fend off kidnappings."
"And after?"
"Just basic workouts. Never really hooked me... until now~"
She glanced at me and licked her lips with a sly smile.
I shook my head at her and asked the coach,
"Coach, she's a girl... Think she'll fit in here?"
"Bah, who discriminates by gender in learning these days? Haon, that patriarchal mindset'll get you chewed out after marriage."
"Like you?"
"...Don't rub salt in old wounds."
He teared up briefly, then turned to her.
"Planning to stick around?"
"Mm, maybe. But I need a test run first. To see if this gym's worth it."
She arched a brow.
Pure provocation.
No other crazy girl would taunt in our sacred gym.
"Hey, watch your mouth..."
As I moved to pull her down,
"Future boyfriend, get up here."
She smirked mockingly, crooking her finger at me.
"Tsk, that girl's gonna regret it."
"Eh, he'll go easy since she's a girl."
"Coach! Shouldn't we stop this?!"
The trainees weren't mad—they worried for her.
Makes sense: cute girl in a sausage fest.
But those faces... they really meant it.
"Hmm..."
Even the coach hesitated.
Why? They'd all gotten knocked out by me at least once.
Overwhelmed by strikes or submissions—against my level? For her?
"Coach, I don't think this is right."
I don't get off on hitting girls.
Not outside the bedroom, anyway...!
Still a student—keep it PG.
"Humor her. Your girlfriend could use a humility check."
He tossed me gloves instead.
"No kicks, no strikes. Submissions only."
"Huh? What..."
"One round. Handle it."
"Sigh..."
No choice. I gloved up and climbed in.
Lee Jihye bounced lightly, gauging distance with jabs.
'This what you wanted?'
"Spicy date—love it."
-Ding!
The bell rang. She charged fearlessly.
Light jabs followed.
'Faster than I thought...'
Small frame made her nimble.
Footwork mixed boxing and taekwondo—unpredictable, fluid.
Pop!
Her kick targeted my thigh.
I sidestepped; a smooth back kick chained in.
Unlike before, she was using legs as main weapon.
'Overcoming reach difference?'
Infighting with punches would've gotten her grabbed.
She knew only subs allowed, so closing distance smartly.
Talent for days.
'But dodging forever kills a man's pride.'
She kicks? Catch and dump.
Kick catch classic.
Bait the attack, snag and slam.
Risky damage vs. pros, but not here.
Snap!
No issue.
"Huh? What the—how?!"
Ankled caught, her sidestep just threw her balance.
She hit the mat naturally.
"Game over."
I gently mounted her fallen form.
Planned to twist the ankle, but overkill for a newbie.
As she fell, I pinned her arms, cupped her face to lock movement.
Jiu-jitsu twister.
Normally finish with ground-and-pound, but this'd force a tap—or coach stop.
Or so I thought...
"Ooh..."
"Mm..."
The crowd murmured in awe.
"Are you... mocking this body right now...?"
For some reason, Lee Jihye's face was beet red.