Sulky Sua and the Pink Rotor
The student parking lot at school had a manga cafe set up. Lying in the car, I was looking at the photos of Lee Jiwu I’d taken as potential blackmail material when, with a click, Sua opened the door. I greeted her warmly.
“You’re here? Get in quickly.”
“......”
“?”
She just stared at me without getting in, so I showed my confusion. After a brief silence, she finally climbed into the car.
“What is it?”
“......”
She wasn’t saying anything. She was blatantly showing that she was upset. From what I could see, it was an extension of what happened when I went to first-year class one.
Did she think I’d comfort her if she acted like this? I roughly knew why she was behaving this way. But since I didn’t think I’d done anything particularly wrong, I decided to treat her as usual.
Yesterday I’d promised Sua that the two of us would go to a manga cafe together. So I drove us there.
“......”
Normally when I was driving she would chatter away from the passenger seat. But today she didn’t say a word until we arrived at the manga cafe.
“Whoa, Attack on Orc is already up to volume thirteen.”
“......”
“Hey kiddo. Don’t you know this manga? When you were little you’d come to our house and read it with Kang Suho all the time.”
“......”
If she refused to talk, it was her own loss. Sua remained silent, but as I continued to act normal without paying it any mind, her lips kept twitching. Still, her pride seemed to be keeping her from speaking. She’d open her mouth on her own soon enough.
“I’ve already picked out all my books, so I’ll head to the room first. Take your time choosing and come over.”
“......”
Leaving the still-silent Sua behind, I entered the room. These days many manga cafes offered private reading rooms. As a result, it had become one of the rising date spots for the younger generation. Of course they’d stuck “No Lewd Acts Allowed” stickers on the walls in consideration of that.
No Lewd Acts Allowed
But I knew those were just for show. It was famous among the students that the owner wouldn’t interfere at all even if people did lewd things here. That made sense—most of the customers were young couples who came to read manga together and enjoy some naughty fun in the enclosed space. If they actually banned it, sales would plummet.
Of course, I hadn’t come today to do anything lewd. I’d come to read manga normally and hang out with Sua. Besides, I’d already relieved myself with another woman, so I wasn’t in any hurry.
With a click. As I lay there quietly reading, the door opened. Sua poked her head in, and I greeted her.
“You’re here?”
“......”
“If you stand there you’re bothering people. Come in quickly.”
Clack. The moment I emphasized the word “bothering,” Sua set her bag in the corner, took off her shoes, came in, and sat down. The way she sat slightly apart from me made the awkward distance painfully obvious.
After that she set the manga she’d brought beside her and kept stealing glances in my direction. At this point I would normally ask what was wrong first, but since I wasn’t, it must have felt strange to her. I lay on my side and deliberately focused on my book, and finally, unable to endure any longer, she reluctantly spoke.
“You’re too much…”
“What’s too much?”
“You don’t even know that I’m upset right now?”
“I do.”
“Then why…!”
She whipped her body toward me and glared as if she couldn’t understand. Her shaking breasts were impressive… no, that wasn’t the point. She wanted to ask why I wasn’t inquiring about it?
I had something to say about that too.
“Then is it right that you don’t even think about resolving your complaints through conversation, and keep your mouth shut even when someone talks to you?”
“Th-that’s…”
When I pointed out her poor attitude, the situation reversed instantly. Panic appeared on Sua’s face.
“I want to ask what happened too. But your attitude was so sneaky that I didn’t feel like it.”
“B-but…”
“But what? Is blatantly ignoring what someone says a good thing to do? If I treat you as usual, you can gradually resolve it with words. Is throwing a tantrum at me the moment you see me something you did well? Jeong Sua, answer me.”
I spoke sternly, furrowing my brows. She couldn’t meet my gaze and hung her head low. It seemed she’d realized she hadn’t done anything right.
“N-no… I shouldn’t have done that… I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to act that way toward you, Oppa…”
Her voice started to choke up and her eyes grew moist. It seemed she was feeling both upset with me and guilty about her own behavior, which had left her depressed.
Tsk, why did she have to cry too? It made me go soft. I’d stop the scolding here and comfort her.
“I know.”
“Huh…?”
“I know you’re not usually like that. I know it’s all because you feel comfortable with me.”
I understood. Of course I did. The women who met me tended to try to manipulate me the deeper they fell in love. Just like how Sua had openly shown she was upset, trying to make me apologize as if it were natural.
Because my personality was rough and wild, most women who approached me tried to bend me to their will. They wanted to feel special while knowing they were loved by me. Given Sua’s personality, she probably hadn’t done it consciously. Because she loved me too much, the unconscious belief that if I loved her too I should comfort her like this had slipped out.
For the woman I loved, I could have accepted it—but I absolutely wouldn’t. The moment a man accepted these things one by one, he ended up being swayed by the woman. That was something I never wanted to do.
“Come here quickly.”
“Oppa…”
“Hurry. My side feels cold.”
When I patted the spot next to me, Sua slowly crawled over on all fours with a sorry face and sat beside me. Her tears seemed to have stopped, but the way she didn’t know what to do with herself showed how truly sad she had been.
I should help her a little.
“When are you going to grow up, kiddo?”
“I’m already an adult… Oppa made me an adult, didn’t you…”
“What good is having only an adult body? The inside is still completely a kid.”
After teasing Sua with some joking complaints, I put my arm around the shoulder of the grumbling girl. The moment my hand touched her, Sua’s shoulders shrank inward. The affectionate skinship right after scolding her made anxiety and excitement swirl openly in Sua’s eyes.
With a serious expression I moved the arm around her shoulder and placed my hand on the side of her head. Applying pressure, her head slowly moved until—thump—Sua’s head rested on my shoulder. After that I gently stroked her hair.
“If there’s something upsetting you, tell me. If I’ve done something wrong, I’ll apologize and ask for your forgiveness.”
“Actually… when Oppa came to our class… I got jealous seeing you smile so affectionately at Jiwu…”
“You did?”
“Yes… Thinking about it now, it was something that could happen, but…”
As expected, my guess had been right. I thought so.
“Do you want me not to smile at others at all?”
“No, it’s not that… How could I say anything about Oppa smiling… It seems my heart really was too much of a kid, just like you said.”
“You just admitted you’re a kid? Then you won’t complain even if I call you kiddo from now on?”
“Th-that’s not what I meant… Why is the conversation going that way, really…”
Scratch. Scraaatch. Sua scratched at my shirt with her nails. She was pretending to be angry while expressing her extremely embarrassing feelings.
I moved the hand that had been stroking her hair and gently placed it on Sua’s butt. Startled, Sua looked at me, then slowly lowered her head and leaned against my chest. I moved my hand and slowly stroked her butt over her skirt.
Soon after, a hot breath pierced the thin shirt and touched my skin. Then, with teary eyes and a tightly pursed mouth, she stared at me and asked.
“Oppa… d-do you want to do it?”
“Do what?”
“You know… what we did at my house last time… It’s been a while since we did it because of exams… It’s not that I want to… but since I threw a tantrum at you… I think it’s okay for Oppa to do whatever he wants right now…”
It was obvious she was using me as an excuse because she wanted it. Sorry, but I’d already taken care of it at school—with the class president she was jealous of, in the school bathroom.
Still, I put on a slightly intrigued expression and said, “You want to do it, don’t you.”
“N-no…”
“It’s so obvious you want to.”
“I’m telling you it’s not…”
“It doesn’t look like it’s not.”
“No… it’s not… I’m saying it’s not…!”
Then she shouldn’t make that face. She was desperately denying it with words, but the pitiful expression she showed me was the face of a bitch in heat that I was all too familiar with.
“Can’t you see this?”
I pointed upward with my finger.
No Lewd Acts Allowed
Sua, seeing the sticker on the wallpaper, replied, “The owner here… doesn’t really care about that, I heard…”
What? You knew too? That meant she had known from the beginning and had been the first to suggest doing it. I was surprised it wasn’t something she’d said thoughtlessly in the heat of the moment.
Doing it here was fine. But with Sua this needy right now, I judged it was the perfect time to take things to the next level with her. After all, lovers didn’t just have sex.
This was a good opportunity to teach Sua there were new ways to stimulate her. Now was the time to raise the intensity a little more.
“We’re doing a maid cafe for the culture festival, right?”
“You knew?”
“Did you forget that the student council reviews the booth operation plans?”
“Ah… actually… I knew… I was just asking… Why are you suddenly bringing that up in this situation…”
I smiled and rummaged through my bag. It was an item I had bought with the firm decision that I would definitely use it if Sua did the maid cafe. Now was the perfect time to bring it out to her.
I took out a box with a picture of an egg-shaped pink rotor on it, still unopened. Sua’s expression went blank at the sudden box from the bag.
Rip. Tear. I smirked and opened the box, taking out the rotor and a small remote control inside. I placed the rotor on her leg.
“Eek…!”
Sua convulsed as if she had seen a ghost and shook her leg to throw the rotor off. Her face had long since turned red all the way to her ears. From her reaction, it seemed she knew what this tool was. But the way she freaked out suggested she had never used one. She must have seen it in porn.
It was good that I didn’t need to explain its use.
“What if it breaks if you do that?”
“Wh-why are you giving this to me…!”
After we’d already had sex, she was acting like a prim lady over something like this. It was just a tool to fulfill each other’s desires a little more comfortably and easily.
It was doubtful whether this was the same woman who had looked like she was going crazy wanting sex just moments ago.
“I wanted to give it as a gift to you for doing the maid cafe as I asked. I heard these kinds of gifts are popular among lovers, so I prepared it… I didn’t know you’d hate it so much. Sorry.”
I smiled at her with a refreshed yet regretful face, and pretending to be as pitiful as possible, I picked up the rotor that had fallen to the floor and put it back in the box.
Sua, who had been at a loss watching that, seemed to have made up her mind.
“Give it to me…”
“Huh?”
“Give it to me again… It was too sudden just now… I was just a little flustered. You said it was a gift prepared for me.”
She reached out her hand, urging me to give her the rotor. I smiled brightly at her, took the rotor out of the box, and placed it on her palm.