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The reason Gunja's Revenge swimsuit looked a bit small was because her breasts had grown even bigger since she bought it. Sure enough, they seemed larger now than in that high school photo I'd glimpsed before.
"...Baek Sion, aren't you staring way too openly?"
"When you're sitting like this, they just end up in my line of sight."
Not an excuse—it's the truth. Once they reach Yoo Seol-ah's size, the upper part naturally peeks above the water during baths. I learned last time that they even float a little. If I try to look at her face, my eyes can't help but drift down.
"...Fine, whatever. At least it's a swimsuit."
Maybe because it's more like regular clothes than underwear, she doesn't bother covering them with her hands. She told me not to do anything weird earlier, so why's the corner of her mouth twitching up now? Her mouth and her expression are always playing their own games.
But as we talked, a question popped up.
"So, do they just keep getting bigger?"
"...Curious, huh?"
"Pure curiosity."
I'm totally innocent, but Yoo Seol-ah snorted at my answer. Still, she replied anyway—guess that's kind of her?
"They grow when you gain weight, but hormones have the biggest impact, so they swell a bit during periods too..."
"Really?"
"Why would I lie? Guys wouldn't get it, obviously."
Yoo Seol-ah isn't the type to lie well, so in this calm tone, it's definitely fact. She's always more open like this when her desires are satisfied. She usually shares stuff about herself when we're lying in bed or bathing together like now.
"Lately, I've had them paused with magic for a while, so if I release it, they'll probably get even bigger."
No blush on her face. With that confident tone, she must take some pride in them. I've never asked her size, but now I'm curious.
"What, bragging?"
"...No? Just saying."
Spot on, huh. Looking a bit caught and embarrassed, she turned the arrow back at me.
"You like them big anyway."
"......"
It's not just the size—her waist is super slim, and Yoo Seol-ah's breasts have a really pretty shape. Plump is the perfect word.
"...But that doesn't mean you get to keep staring just because I'm wearing a swimsuit...?"
"......"
This time, I wasn't even looking at her face, so I had nothing to say. I mean, the topic was her breasts—unavoidable...
Glancing at me with a sigh, Yoo Seol-ah said,
"...Haa, fine. I know you're a perv anyway."
"Can't deny it, but I don't wanna hear it from you."
Who's calling who a perv? Ever since I checked her sexual boundaries before, I can't stand her pinning it all on me.
"Why'd it turn to me all of a sudden? I'm totally normal."
"Then I'm normal too."
"Whoa... look at that shamelessness."
Our positions keep running parallel like this. If we keep going, I've got way more cards up my sleeve.
"I was seriously shocked back then. You really pinned me down..."
"--------!"
"...Pfft."
This went beyond water cannon—more like a multiple rocket launcher. Even blocking with my hand, water splashed my face, cutting me off.
Once no more water flew, I looked at Yoo Seol-ah, but she dunked her face underwater, like it hit one of her sore spots and she couldn't meet my eyes.
Even I couldn't forcibly drag her out from under. I enjoyed the quiet half-bath for a bit, but after what felt like ages, she still hadn't surfaced.
"...What fish is she?"
Ridiculous. Humans can't breathe underwater, but Yoo Seol-ah had made a big air bubble down there, regaining her composure before coming up. After a long stare-down, she finally emerged sheepishly.
"...I don't really remember what we were talking about...?"
The master mage who does multi-casting as a baseline, forgetting? Playing dumb, huh.
I mentally added it to her tab, but a sound from outside the door made us both turn.
-Nyaong
"Shabu?"
We leave the bathroom door open during baths—not too hot, letting the bedroom AC breeze in. Hearing us, Shabu poked his head around the door. The floor's a bit wet, which cats hate, but he seemed unfazed.
"Shabu, you don't mind water?"
-Nyaang
Hot tub water isn't good for cats anyway, and his name screams "no hot baths." Yoo Seol-ah scooped some lukewarm water from the basin above the tub and set it in front of him. Guess that meow was a yes.
He didn't fully dunk, but pawed at the warm water, looking intrigued.
"...Whoa, he's a real water-affinity cat?"
"Yeah. Just heard about it before."
Watching Shabu splash around happily, our childish spat vanished, topic shifting instantly. A kitten not even fully grown playing like that is pure healing. Splashing? Obvious.
"Didn't expect him to like it, but he's going right in."
"Good for bath time later."
"Totally. Thought he'd freak out."
Cat baths are legendary nightmares. Lots of owners are relieved they don't need frequent ones thanks to grooming.
"Practicing on Shabu will help."
Yoo Seol-ah's casual voice made me reply naturally.
"Practice for what? Bringing home a Shabu friend?"
She froze. Three seconds later, she turned away slightly.
"No, I mean... later, when our, our baby is born..."
My heart rate spiked instantly. We hadn't talked kids much lately, but "our baby" hit like a bomb.
"Seolgi?"
"Ugh, why you too!..."
Lee Seo-yeon's old push for that name had grown on me. Not official, but perfect for a pet name.
"Anyway. Baby baths need super care... sponge baths and stuff. Smaller size means more caution."
Newborns aren't much bigger than average cats. Different process, but familiarizing the feel should help.
"You researching all that?"
No teasing—just gratitude. She sensed it, not dodging my eyes this time.
"...Yeah, whenever it crosses my mind. All baby stuff."
"Impressive."
Prepping ahead ain't easy. Yoo Seol-ah's the steady type behind the scenes. Deeper thoughts than she shows.
"...If we start after the baby's here, we'd panic. First for both of us."
"Yeah."
Silence fell, broken by Shabu's splat-splat splashes. Maybe the baby talk, or Shabu's cuteness, softened her gaze. The calm vibe felt awkward, so she cleared her throat, back to normal, flicking water at me with her fingertips.
Guess she's awkward in this mood too.
"Round two?"
"No... eek!?"
We ended up bickering through the bath again, emerging relaxed. Yoo Seol-ah flopped on the bed briefly, then hopped up to her computer.
"Got stuff to do?"
"Gonna draw a bit. Gotta when time allows."
"Guess I'll study too."
"...Whoa, studying from the start of semester?"
She spun her tablet pen idly while the computer booted, lounging comfy. As expected, bored mouth led to the candy bag on the table. I hadn't had one in over ten years—barley sugar. Watching her pop one in casually, I said in my usual tone,
"Tasty?"
"Yeah. Vanilla candy. Pretty good."
Vanilla, huh. I don't love super-sweet candy, but Gunja's revenge is never late by an hour. Time to execute my long-planned scheme. I haven't forgotten the ice cream, Yoo Seol-ah.
"Vanilla? Gimme one too."
"Sure. Help yourself."
Computer on, she didn't even look, just held out the bag. Help myself? Got it.
But wait, didn't Baek Sion say he doesn't like candy much? Vanilla's okay, I guess. Fruit flavors are bolder anyway. I feel him behind me but no rustle from the bag. Turning curiously, his face was suddenly right there.
"...Eek, wh-what're you..."
Startled, I leaned back, but his hand caught my nape first, holding me still. Then it hit me what he was after.
I tried pushing with my free hand, but illustrator strength ain't much.
"Wait... mmmph!?"
Lips crashed, his tongue diving in. Too late to close my mouth.
"Mmmph... mm... mmf!?"
Hands locked my face firm, but his tongue was gentle, melting my resistance. He kisses so well...
Probably 'cause I beg for it so much. But why's he way better than me? Mystery.
"Hah... haa..."
Candy's hard crunch and sweet taste blurred my mind. Chills gathered fuzzy in my lower belly...
Quick breath, and he dove back, sucking my tongue hard.
"...Mmf, chuu..."
Just kissing, but my hips lifted slightly. Deep kisses like this are always pre-sex—body remembers.
...I'm 100% soaked now.
As my waist went slack, he released my nape.
"...Haa... haaa..."
Panting, glaring resentfully, but instead of pouncing like expected, he just tilted his head, smacking his lips.
"...Huh, not bad."
Oh, the candy. No trace left in my mouth.
...Wait, he seriously just stole the candy and that's it?
"Anyway, draw hard."
Leaving me fired up, he ignored me completely, focusing on his laptop.
...Is he insane?
Trembling hands clenched, I could only glare. Is this payback for the ice cream? 'Cause I said no sex needed earlier?
"...Ha."
Heat surged, a scoff escaped naturally. Heard a chuckle from him, but I ignored it. Acknowledging it'd just piss me off more.
