Chapter 46
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 46
Chapter Title: Stirrings of Jealousy
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I stared blankly out the window at that man—no, Seong-han oppa—walking toward the bustling streets.
Dressed like a special forces soldier just like when I'd first seen him, Seong-han looked just like the protagonist in a movie.
Whether it was mutant zombies or a bunch of survivors...
They definitely wouldn't be able to beat oppa.
And yet, knowing that, why was I still so worried?
"Yeah... We haven't fully learned how to survive yet."
Even though he'd taught us so much, we were still lacking.
The three of us didn't even have skills yet.
We needed a protector.
That had to be why I was worried about Seong-han.
"Su-a, you worried?"
"Huh? Of course I..."
"Good. I thought you two had a bad relationship."
With that, Min-hyuk started recounting all the things he'd done to Seong-han in the past.
Like shoving a spear in his face, trembling with fear of Seong-han.
Even tailing him around to keep him in check.
And glaring at him every time their eyes met.
It hadn't been that long ago, but I could hardly believe I'd done those things.
'He wasn't... that bad of a person.'
Seong-han was a bad guy, but he kept his promises.
He hadn't laid a hand on So-yun, and he'd fought off zombies to protect us.
He'd given us weapons so we could survive and told us about skills.
And now, he'd headed to the bustling streets to deal with the men who'd attacked us.
Sure, he demanded our bodies in return sometimes, but he'd even accepted my requests like no serious injuries or no kissing.
Why did he go that far?
'Does he maybe like me?'
It seemed unlikely, but if that were true, a few puzzling things suddenly made sense.
Like not touching So-yun or granting all my requests.
Even his rough intensity when we were intimate.
"Hoo..."
Thinking about it like that made my body heat up somehow.
Maybe I was lewd after all.
I'd never even comforted myself before becoming an adult, so I hadn't known, but ever since that first moment at the piano academy when I'd allowed his touch, I'd felt strangely sensitive.
At first, I'd clenched my teeth and held back my moans, thinking he might give up if I didn't react.
But in the end, I'd filled the room with my own cries.
'Do other people feel like this?'
Probably not.
I knew full well it was abnormal to get aroused by someone who wasn't even my lover, let alone just from thinking about them.
And with my boyfriend right in front of me, no less...
"Su-a, you okay? You looked off during dinner too... Shouldn't you lie down?"
"...Then would you lie down next to me?"
I mustered my courage and said it.
I wasn't usually good at saying things like that.
But with my body hot and my mind hazy, I could manage it now.
Even someone as oblivious as Min-hyuk to this stuff would get the hint if I said it that directly.
"Ah, no, that's... So-yun's here too..."
Min-hyuk blushed and waved his hands.
He swallowed hard, his eyes flicking to my chest—he was almost hooked.
But then he glanced at So-yun and held back.
I'd fallen for his patience and consideration, but right now, that patience was a little infuriating.
'If it were Seong-han oppa right now...'
He'd probably drag me by the wrist to the master bedroom—or failing that, the apartment stairs—and go at it hard.
'Min-hyuk... likes me, right?'
Sudden anxiety gripped me.
Men's lust was supposed to be incomparable to women's.
Looking at Seong-han, that seemed true enough.
So why had Min-hyuk never once approached me first?
Our kiss last time, this seduction now—it had always been me initiating.
Min-hyuk had never tried any skinship first.
That made me suspicious.
Maybe he didn't like me that much?
Or was he just treating me preciously?
Honestly—
I'd rather be treated like a tool by Seong-han than be treated so preciously.
'What am I even thinking...!'
I must have lost my reason to lust for a moment.
I let out a long breath and apologized to Min-hyuk in my heart.
Then, hiding my disappointment, I said,
"Yeah... You're right. I'll go lie down in my room."
"If anything hurts, tell me right away. Got it?"
"Yeah, thanks."
I entered the room listlessly, and So-yun followed me in.
"Su-a, you okay?"
"Yeah... I'm fine."
Hearing I'd been unwell, So-yun had come all the way to my room to check on me.
I felt a bit sorry for making her worry unnecessarily.
So-yun nodded only after checking on me several times.
"Good. Um, you know..."
So-yun fidgeted, hesitating like she had something to say.
"Huh? What?"
"What do you think about oppa?"
"Huh?"
I jumped in surprise and looked at So-yun.
Did she see that this morning after all?
My heart pounded as those words came from So-yun's mouth.
"H-He’s just a grateful oppa, that's all."
"Really? Then it's okay if I confess to him?"
"...What?"
For a moment, I thought my breath had stopped.
Sure I must have misheard, I looked at So-yun, but she just stared back, cheeks flushed.
Like she was waiting for my permission.
"C-Confess? To oppa? Why?"
"Why... He's reliable and cool... and just such a great guy."
"..."
I had no intention of denying So-yun's feelings.
But she clearly thought that because she didn't know Seong-han's other side.
He might seem like a good guy, but the reality was different.
So I tried to dissuade her.
For So-yun's sake.
"S-So-yun, think it over carefully..."
"Yeah, I've thought about it a lot, but I really do like oppa."
So-yun seemed to have already made up her mind.
My mind went blank.
Was she really, really planning to confess?
I opened my mouth, but no words came out.
And I didn't even know why I felt this way.
What would happen if those two started dating?
What if it was true that Seong-han had his eye on So-yun?
Maybe everything would work out perfectly.
I wouldn't have to give in to Seong-han's demands anymore, and So-yun and Seong-han could become lovers who love each other.
It could just turn out that way.
In that case, shouldn't I support So-yun's confession?
"So-yun..."
My head said yes, but the words wouldn't come.
Instead, I thought about exposing Seong-han's true nature to stop the confession.
"Hoo, just thinking about it makes me nervous."
"..."
"What's wrong? Your face looks bad again."
"Yeah..."
I didn't know why I felt this way either.
In the end, I couldn't understand my own heart even after Seong-han returned.
All that lingered in my mind was So-yun's question about whether she could confess.
As expected, Seong-han returned unscathed, without a single scratch.
The three of us, including me, who were preparing food, greeted him as he entered, and he lightly greeted us back.
So-yun seemed the same as always.
On the surface.
As we set the food on the table to prepare dinner, So-yun approached with a bright smile.
Then she clasped her hands together and pleaded with me.
"Su-a, can you sit here? I want to eat facing oppa."
She wasn't hiding her feelings for oppa from me.
Not when she was even acting cute to ask me to let her sit across from him.
"Y-Yeah... Sure."
I couldn't refuse her request.
That morning, I'd been sitting there and gotten that treatment from Seong-han.
Would So-yun be okay?
'She'll be fine... Oppa keeps his promises.'
So-yun would probably be okay.
There wouldn't be any problems.
Still, I felt a twinge of regret.
In the end, it meant I could sit across from Min-hyuk for dinner.
Seong-han came out washed and in comfortable clothes, sitting in the empty spot.
And we began eating.
The food looked delicious.
The convenience store instant meals we'd prepared for Seong-han were practically a feast given our current situation.
But I had no appetite.
I picked up some sweet-and-sour chicken with my chopsticks and put it in my mouth, but I could barely taste it, so I chewed and swallowed roughly.
My attention was entirely on So-yun and Seong-han.
"Hup..."
Seong-han suddenly made a small noise, so I looked up to see him and So-yun locking eyes.
'So-yun can make that kind of face too...'
It was a captivating smile.
The kind that could steal any man's heart.
Clink.
Suddenly, something fell with a sound, and So-yun asked someone to pick up her chopsticks.
Without thinking, I ducked under the table to look for them—and that's when I saw it.
I barely covered my mouth with both hands to stop myself from screaming.
"..."
So-yun's small, pale feet were vigorously rubbing Seong-han's cock.
I could hear the dry skin sliding against skin, and see his fully erect shaft.
I couldn't believe it.
'Why is So-yun...?'
Had Seong-han not been able to hold back the stimulation and ejaculated?
Had So-yun already confessed?
Had they already gotten that intimate?
I couldn't make sense of the situation.
I picked up the chopsticks and quietly returned to my seat, handing them to So-yun.
"Thanks, Su-a."
"...Yeah..."
So-yun smiled brighter than ever.
In contrast, all I could manage was an awkward smile.