Chapter 16 - What Do Jihye's Tears Taste Like?
“What song are you listening to?”
That was the first time Ayoung and I met. It was ten years ago. Back then, I was even more introverted than I am now, sitting alone with my earphones in, lost in music. That's when Ayoung came up and talked to me. For the first time, I excitedly told someone about a song I loved, and she listened with a smile. That's how we became friends.
A lot happened after that. We went to the same school, hung out together, shared so many stories. It wouldn't be wrong to say Ayoung occupied a huge part of my life. Sure, we hadn't spent as much time together lately because of club activities, but I was thrilled to end up in the same class again.
But... but... but......
Just three days ago, something insane started happening. Kim Jintae, that loser from our class who always lurked in the back, wasting time by himself, lost in creepy fantasies that made us all uncomfortable—he started changing. He stared at Ms. Lee Yuri without a care, teasing her, and she got pissed for some reason, taking it out on us. Especially Ayoung—she suddenly acted all friendly with that Jintae and then dropped on me out of nowhere that they were dating, without even telling me first.
I mean, he's a guy, sure, but we're friends. We promised we'd tell each other first if we ever got a boyfriend. This was all wrong. Something was seriously off.
………….
……………
……
“Jihye, let me tell you something... don't say stuff like that about Jintae...”
“Ayoung...”
I could more or less guess what was going on. Shin Jihye, who hated me and couldn't be trusted. Ayoung was mad at her for badmouthing me. It was a rare sight—friends fighting because of me(?).
“Jintae has a lot of good sides you don't know about, so I wish you wouldn't see him as bad and keep picking on him... Please...”
“Ayoung... that's not—”
“If that's all, I'm going. Let's not talk about this today...”
“Ayoung...”
Ayoung seemed genuinely furious about anyone speaking ill of me. She spoke coldly and left. I watched her go from my hiding spot. For me to make her this mad... even though we'd only been dating a day, it touched me.
And Jihye, left alone, looked shocked, frozen in place... then she started crying right there.
“Sob... sob...... sob...”
Tears streamed down her face in drops.
With her tanned bronze skin and striking short black hair in a slender style, Shin Jihye was a track club heroine you could romance in the original game too. But the hypnosis scenario had the coach training her, which felt way too flat to me—it was my least favorite route. Still... her looks and style were a pass. A charming beauty who could rival Ayoung.
“Sob... sob... waaahhh...”
In that sense, the current Shin Jihye was extremely hot. Yeah... really hot. A beautiful girl in tears. I didn't know what tears tasted like, but they had to be sweet if I licked them...
I watched her for a bit, pondering what hypnosis to use, when a great idea hit me. Hmm... yeah! Nothing else fit this situation. Healing a girl suffering from a fight with her friend—while making it hot for me too... Yeah, that hypnosis!
Decision made, I opened the classroom door.
Click!
“Sob... who's there... Chintta!?”
“Hey, Jihye.”
“Sob... why are you here...”
“Just passing by, saw you crying and peeked in by chance.”
I deliberately looked around.
Glance
Glance
“No Ayoung in sight... You two done talking?”
Remembering our chat, she choked up and snapped at me in irritation.
“Yeah! Your precious Ayoung! She's probably back in the classroom by now! So if you got nothing, get lost!”
What a temper... But knowing the vulnerable side I'd just seen, it came off as pure cuteness to me now.
“Before that, take a quick look at this?”
“Look at wha—”
I approached her, showed her the hypnosis phone, and she reflexively looked at it.
And then...
“Ah......”
Shin Jihye fell into my hypnosis trap too. Her eyes glazed over blankly, staring into space. Her slender build made her look even more like a doll.
“What's your name?”
“Shin... Jihye......”
“From now on, when I say [Crybaby Athlete], you'll enter this hypnosis state.”
“Enter... hypnosis......”
Tears still lingered on her cheek. Ah... fuck, so hot.
“How do you feel about Ayoung?”
“Precious... friend......”
“What happened with that precious friend?”
“We fought... things got bad.”
Even under hypnosis, the sad memory made her shoulders tremble.
“Do you want to make up with her?”
“Yes... I want to......”
Her mental state was just as I'd predicted. I smirked confidently and began the hypnosis.
“So, how should you make up with Ayoung?”
“Go to Ayoung's house... apologize......”
“No. That's not it...”
“Not... it...?”
“To make up with Ayoung, you need Jintae's help right away.”
“Need... Jintae's help.”
“Yes. Ask Jintae for help so he can make you two friends again.”
“Can... make up again......”
Hope flickered in her eyes. Heh heh heh... Don't get your hopes up that easy.
“But what if Jintae refuses?”
“If he refuses... can't make up... with Ayoung......”
“Exactly. If Jintae refuses, you'll never make up with Ayoung.”
“Never... make up...... sob... sob...”
She started tearing up again at the thought. Whoops, too much despair? Better fix it quick.
“So, never, ever refuse what Jintae asks for.”
“Won't refuse... Jintae's requests......”
“Yes... fulfill whatever he asks as payment for his help.”
“Fulfill... Jintae's requests......”
“Even if it's sexual—like kissing or sex. No refusing. Got it?”
“.........Kissing.........sex.........no refusing...........”
“Even if it's humiliating, you'll think it's better than never making up with Ayoung.”
“Better than... never making up... with Ayoung.”
There was still a hint of resistance. Fine, within expectations. Time for extras?
“And when you have sexual contact with Jintae, you'll feel twice the usual pleasure.”
“Twice... the pleasure.”
“Yes. And from now on, everything Jintae does will make you like him more. All his actions will seem attractive and positive.”
“Like him more... think positively......”
I added a few more safety suggestions, then ended the hypnosis. Now she was complete: the adulterous friend who'd beg me to help reconcile with Ayoung, refuse nothing I ask, offer her body, gradually fall for me while thinking positively.
“Think it over this weekend, then ask Jintae for help next week.”
“Yes......”
“Now, Jintae vanishes, and you'll wake up in three seconds. But forget we talked. Okay...”
Click!
I closed the door and left. Moments later, I heard Jihye snap out of it.
“Sob... Huh...? Me... just now...”
Ponder plenty, agonize plenty, then come crawling to me. I headed back to class without looking back.
Slide, click.
Ayoung was already there when I entered, along with the delinquents. They flinched at the sight of me, radiating fear. And...
“Jintae-ya♥ What happened? I got worried when you weren't here.”
My cute volunteer girlfriend rushed over, wagging her tail.
“Someone called me out for a sec. Class is starting—let's sit.”
“Okay♥”
Morning classes flew by. Ayoung stuck to my side the whole time, the delinquents cowered in fear, and Shin Jihye shot dark glances at me and Ayoung. Ms. Lee Yuri was even worse off than yesterday.
“That's it for today... Homework up to this section by next week. Anyone who doesn't do it... prepare yourselves...”
Her hysteria was dialed up, sweating coldly, fidgety—like textbook withdrawal symptoms. She looked at me with utter turmoil. Looked like next week would bring some harvest there too.
Lunchtime finally arrived, the moment I'd been waiting for. Ayoung and I headed to the rooftop to eat together. For the first time in my life, I saw a bento made by a girl.
“Ta-da♥”
“Whoa......”
Her bento had tonkatsu—just like I'd said I loved yesterday. Not just any; thick as 3cm, juicy like from a pro shop. Ayoung was a damn good cook. The rice even had a heart drawn in it, striking my heart perfectly to the end.
“Must've been tough making this.”
“Tough? Nah♥ I just... woke up an hour earlier than usual♥”
My girlfriend casually dropping terrifying lines with an innocent smile. So hot.
“Thanks, Ayoung. I'll dig in.”
“Yeah♥ Eat up, Jintae-ya.”
Ayoung's bento was delicious. The thick tonkatsu's texture, juices bursting even when cooled, plus her support between bites.
“Jintae-ya, try this too—it's good... Ahhhn~♥”
“Ahhn...”
She kept watching me, never missing a chance to feed me. Not just tonkatsu—side dishes too, via lovers' ultimate skinship: ahhhn~. She clung to my side the whole time. Ahh, with a girlfriend like this, life was worth living. Her service spirit too? Best hypnosis choice ever.
“Ah... I'm stuffed.”
“Was the bento good♥ Jintae-ya?”
“Yeah, really good.”
“Yay♥ I'll keep making them!”
“Thanks, looking forward to it.”
“Hehe♥”
Belly full, my eyes drifted to Ayoung's body. Breasts and hips big for her age, that tight, warm pussy that had embraced me. Appetite sated, lust rose right away.
“…………”
“…………”
She caught my gaze, face flushing—but not unhappy.
Tap
Tap
I patted the spot beside me silently. My lover and service maid Ayoung got it instantly, sliding right up. Then she looked up at me coyly... closed her eyes, lips parted slightly.
Driving me insane. For real.
Mwah.
It started simple: a soft kiss, savoring her small lips' tenderness. But I couldn't hold back, slipping my tongue into her mouth.
Lick!
Lick!
Lick!
Lick!
Lick!
“Mm!♥... Chu♥... Slurp♥... Jlurp♥... Smack♥... Ahhn♥... Chu♥”
She seemed startled at first but welcomed my tongue. Her mouth was as moist and hot as yesterday, but now she joined in eagerly, like she craved tangling with me. I tasted her tongue hard in response. Beauty's scent mixed with the sauce from lunch—so damn hot.
“Hah... hah... hah... hah...”
“Hah♥... hah♥... hah♥...”
After tasting Ayoung, seeing hearts pop in her eyes as she craved my love more—I couldn't stop.
“Wanna do it?”
“Yes♥”
Now I finally got why newlyweds fuck right after dinner sometimes.