Chapter 13
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 13
Chapter Title: Amusement Park Doubts
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I was in a very good mood today.
It felt great to finally go on a date with my girlfriend Ye-na after so long, but what really made my heart race was that I'd be hanging out again with Seong-han, my old close friend.
It was like memories from my happiest days were flooding back.
Back when the three of us used to go out and have fun together.
Come to think of it, Ye-na and Seong-han's relationship had felt especially strained back then.
Sometimes Ye-na would even snap at Seong-han.
And Seong-han never really argued back—he'd just bow his head low, looking all deflated.
'If it happens again today, I'll step in and smooth things over.'
My long friendship wasn't just for show.
I was pretty confident when it came to calming Ye-na down.
Surely I could mediate between the two of them just fine.
Bzzz—
I checked my buzzing phone and saw a message from Ye-na.
She was right at the front door.
I flung open the door without a second thought, and there she stood.
But her outfit was different from usual.
"Ye-na, come on in. That getup..."
"Huh? Oh, it's been ages since we hit an amusement park, so I figured I'd dress up a little... haha..."
"Hmph..."
It was a pretty revealing outfit.
A sweater with her shoulders completely bare.
Anyone else might not turn heads in something like that, but Ye-na's killer figure made the exposure pop.
Just staring at her was enough to take my breath away.
Desire surged up inside me.
But part of me was a little worried too.
If we went out like this, tons of guys would be ogling Ye-na.
Especially her exposed shoulders and cleavage.
The thought made me want to drape my jacket over her right then and there.
But I couldn't do that.
She'd clearly picked out that outfit with our amusement park date today in mind, after agonizing over it because she was looking forward to it.
I hemmed and hawed awkwardly before finally managing a compliment.
Ye-na gave a faint smile and nodded.
"You look pretty..."
"Yeah."
My phone buzzed again.
This time it was a message from Seong-han—he was at the front of the house.
For a split second I wondered if I should go get him, but he showed up even faster than that.
Well, it was Seong-han who'd carried me home that time I passed out drunk, after all.
He knew where I lived.
Seong-han waved cheerfully at me and Ye-na by way of greeting.
Then his eyes shifted to Ye-na.
"You look good today too."
'Today too?'
Something about that offhand word from Seong-han snagged in my mind.
We'd only reunited at the class reunion recently, so it was perfectly natural phrasing, but somehow it kept nagging at me.
And once that one doubt took hold, I started noticing other things.
'...Aren't they standing a little close?'
I figured it might just be because they were crammed at the narrow doorway, but even so, weren't they pressed way too tight together?
Ye-na's shoulder was brushing Seong-han's chest.
His right hand hovered toward the small of her back.
It was so rare to see Ye-na standing with another guy that the whole scene felt off.
That's when Ye-na spoke to Seong-han a bit sharply.
"For a day out playing around, isn't your outfit kinda light?... Wait, no..."
"Why the formal speech?"
"...It just slipped out."
I'd even braced myself to mediate if they clashed.
But they weren't fighting—they actually seemed to be getting along great.
Ye-na had even slipped into polite speech by accident.
It should've been a relief that they weren't at odds, but somehow my chest felt heavy.
These two who'd always been on bad terms—when the hell had they gotten friendly?
When he carried my drunk ass home?
Or—
The idea that there might be things going on I didn't know about felt a little scary.
Maybe that's why I ended up asking a bit curtly.
"You two... seem kinda close?"
"Huh? Oh..."
Seong-han glanced down at Ye-na after hearing that.
He scanned her outfit slowly, like he was sizing her up.
His gaze rubbed me the wrong way a bit, but Ye-na didn't seem fazed at all, so I couldn't say a word.
"Hmm, yeah. Guess we were always pretty close, huh."
"..."
Seong-han smirked as he looked down at her.
What was that about 'always close'—
"Uhn..."
Ye-na suddenly shivered hard.
Even though the weather had warmed up plenty, maybe it was her skimpy outfit.
Only then did it hit me that I'd left them standing outside way too long.
No wonder they were freezing.
"Alright, let's head out. If we catch the first bus, the lines shouldn't be too bad."
And so the three of us boarded the bus to the amusement park.
Even on the bus, the two of them occasionally whispered back and forth.
Sometimes I'd catch Ye-na nodding intently to listen, or shivering like she was cold.
Curious as hell, I casually asked Seong-han what they were talking about, and he said they were chatting about their favorite streamer.
Streamer, huh.
Definitely not a topic I could chime in on.
I knew about them, but games and streams held zero interest for me.
I'd thought Ye-na felt the same, but apparently not.
Who knew she was that into streamers.
Makes sense she'd be extra chatty today, finally getting to talk about something she loves.
I got it, but I couldn't shake the pang of disappointment deep down.
That didn't last long, though.
Once we got to the amusement park, Ye-na snapped back to her usual self.
Riding rides and snapping photos, she seemed more pumped than ever.
'How long's it been since I last saw her this excited?'
Seong-han and I were wiped out first.
Perfect timing—the park wasn't too packed, so even the hot rides only had about twenty-minute waits.
Ye-na was thrilled about that, but I wasn't.
"Whew, let's take a breather."
"Sure, I'll hit the bathroom."
With that, Seong-han headed off toward the men's room.
Alone with Ye-na now, her outfit jumped out at me again.
She was always stunning, but today it hit different.
I used to think PDA in public was kinda rude, but now I got why other couples did it.
I edged closer to Ye-na carefully.
Felt like I needed at least a quick hug to hang onto that buzzed-up feeling.
"U-um, Y-Ye-na."
"I, uh, gotta hit the bathroom real quick."
"Huh? Oh..."
Ye-na headed off in the same direction Seong-han had gone.
I watched her back wistfully for a moment, then suddenly feeling lonely, pulled out my phone.
"Huh?"
Seong-han—who'd gone to the bathroom—had messaged me.
It was a video call.
I picked up without thinking, and my eyes nearly bugged out.
On the screen, Seong-han—basically buck naked—was perched on the toilet in the bathroom.
I could see his massive cock, something I'd never known about my whole life.
If that was it, I'd have ended the call, but there was the back view of another woman too.
Her tiny waist and huge tits were visible even from behind, her pale skin and fat ass practically begging for it.
Stark naked, her flawless skin on full display, she showed off her body to Seong-han like a trophy.
The movements were a tad slutty.
Then Seong-han roughly grabbed her ass.
[Perverted bitch.]
[Ahng...]
A lewd moan leaked from the woman.
Having ogled Ye-na's outfit not long ago, I instantly pictured Ye-na making those sounds.
"...What the hell is this right now..."
My brain couldn't process it.
Why the fuck was Seong-han showing me this? Was it live?
Why broadcast it over video call?
But more than that.
'Who the hell is that woman?'
He'd definitely said he was going to the bathroom...
My head was a mess, but first things first—I had to move.
Too raunchy to spectate from a bench out in the open.
I relocated to a deserted spot, and by then the action on the call had heated up big time.
The woman was on her knees, dick in her mouth.
Couldn't ID her from the back, but the gross slurping sounds were bouncing off the bathroom walls.
"She's got her hair tied up..."
Somehow even that screamed sexy.
Like she'd done it to give better head.
[Urp, ugh...]
The Seong-han on screen felt like a total stranger.
Ignoring her gags, he clamped both hands on her head and pistoned his hips relentlessly.
Each thrust rammed his huge cock down her throat, wrenching pained noises from her.
She was hacking and choking, probably couldn't even breathe.
"Ah, come on, you can't just manhandle a woman like that..."
Watching Seong-han go full beast mode had me worried for her.
No tenderness at all—this was straight-up using her to get off, not lovemaking.
Wouldn't she flip out? No way any woman likes that treatment.
But she slid her hand down slow and started rubbing her own pussy.
The sloppy wet schlicking sounds screamed how turned on she was.
[Swallow.]
With that one word, Seong-han shoved deep into her throat, and both their bodies quaked.
[Gulp... *gag*, *slurp*... bleh...]
True to his command, she gulped down every drop of cum—not stopping there, sucking out whatever was left.
Then she stuck her tongue out at him like proof.
Couldn't see her face, but that tongue was long like a snake's.
"..."
I swallowed hard.
A woman who gets off on that rough treatment...?
A whole world I never knew.
For some reason, just watching had my heart pounding.
That's how stimulating the scene was for me.
Why Seong-han sent this video call. Who that woman was.
My mind had gone white—none of it mattered anymore.
All that registered was I was in a super secluded spot, and this insanely hot unknown scene had me hooked.
"Huu... huu..."
When I snapped out of it, I was already stroking myself to the mystery woman's back view.