Chapter 94
"Was it all real?"
"...Ugh."
I feel like I slept for quite a while, but glancing outside, it's still dark out, so it must be around dawn now. I never expected him to pounce on me like that before dinner, but I was so drained afterward that I just passed out...
Baek Sion's arm is draped over my waist as he sleeps. Even poking his cheek doesn't get any reaction—he's definitely out cold.
Thinking back to last night makes my face heat up suddenly, and I start feeling a faint foreign sensation deep in my lower abdomen.
...Seriously, I've noticed this for a while now, but why is there so much? I don't know if it's always been like this or if my time in Astasia changed something, but if I ever drop the contraception spell I'm maintaining, I'd get pregnant right away...
Well, on the flip side, it means Baek Sion's satisfied and gets excited during sex with me, so it kinda makes me happy in a way. Plus, being able to time a pregnancy when we want feels like a real blessing.
The only issue is how intense the pleasure gets when he's all riled up and lets go a bit—he loses a little reason. There aren't any marks left now, but my butt still feels this subtle tingle.
"You're such a perv, seriously?"
"......"
Of course, no response.
Spanking... I'd be lying if I said I never imagined it, but I didn't expect it to happen so suddenly. And I really didn't expect it to feel that good.
It's not the pain itself—it's more that him doing something sadistic to me ramps up this overwhelming sense of being conquered.
"...Ah, I really feel like a total perv now."
And it seemed like he controlled his strength just right to make it feel good...
"Hoo."
Stop thinking about it—you're turning into a real perv...
My body's a bit sticky, so I want to wash up, but if I shower, he'll probably wake up from the noise.
...Remembering how he cheated to beat me yesterday and teased me mercilessly, I decide screw it and head into the bathroom anyway.
But thinking about it, that was...
'Yoo Seol-ah, I really like you.'
Ahem. Sure, he probably wanted to fluster me and win, but he wasn't lying on purpose. It was just something he doesn't usually say out loud, seized in the moment.
"----------."
I cast a soundproofing spell to keep noise from leaking out, then start washing with warm water. My sore muscles loosen up a bit, and my mind clears instantly.
This week, after meeting just my mom and dad, maybe I should magic all the furniture over and move straight into the new place...? It's big enough for me and Baek Sion, with space for a cat to play. And someday, kids that look like us...
"Heehee..."
Suddenly, I'm bursting with motivation for school and club activities.
I finish showering, roughly towel-dry my wet hair, and head back to the bedroom. Baek Sion's still fast asleep. Even after blow-drying my hair perfectly with the sound still blocked, he doesn't stir.
We've got some time left—maybe I'll draw.
I usually avoid drawing male characters because of my tastes, but for game illustrations, I should master drawing all ages, genders, not just cute girls. I'll have to draw non-pretty monsters too.
Once my skills stabilized, I never drew guys even once, but if I have to, the first one I want to draw is already decided.
I hit the power button on my computer and pick up my pen, which feels like an extension of my hand now.
...Yeah, I'll give it my all.
I wake up naturally after a good long sleep, and looking out the window, the sun's just rising. Around 6 a.m., then? It's Tuesday... Classes start after lunch, so no rush.
Sensing some movement, Yoo Seol-ah's probably in the living room. Not only does she wake up early, but she's not lounging around either—she's surprisingly diligent.
I'm naked, so I head straight to the bathroom, wash up, and come out. As soon as I step into the living room, Seol-ah glances over from her desk chair.
"Oh, you're up?"
Her voice isn't hoarse, so she must've woken up way earlier than I thought. Twirling her pen in one hand—she was drawing, huh.
"Yeah. Sleep well?"
"...What's with asking if I slept well?"
"You look like you did."
"...Tch."
Did I forget to greet her when I woke up last time...? Gotta do it more often.
"Drawing something this early in the morning?"
"Eh, just a bit."
Her response is vague. And usually she'd leave the screen up, but she minimized the illustration file the second I came out—suspicious. Like hiding porn when someone approaches.
"Drawing something naughty?"
"...Hah, no way. What do you take me for, you...?"
She's not blushing, so not naughty. Real smut would've turned her face beet red.
"Then why hide it? Can't I see?"
"...I'll show you later, so don't be curious."
"......Saying that just makes people more curious."
Humans crave the forbidden. But she's being super firm.
"You'll see it eventually when you post it on your fan page. I'm your top fan, after all."
"...Do you really need to subscribe? You can just view it. All the files are here."
"Feels different somehow. Plus, I can request a simple signed sketch from Yuki-nyang."
"...Just ask me to draw it. Fan requests aren't even that fancy."
"I want it from Yuki-nyang herself."
She spins her chair around with a weird look—like I'm spouting nonsense.
It was just teasing, but her reaction's gold.
"...What're you talking about? I am Yuki-nyang."
"True, but getting it from the Yuki-nyang side feels more professional and politely addictive... Like secretly peeking at a friend's side gig."
Seol-ah's normal online tone has a cute vibe, but Yuki-nyang's totally different. She handles three languages flawlessly, so when you give a theme, you get a light illust plus a message. For example:
Your requested request is complete! Drawing a simple illustration that captures the essence seems even harder sometimes, but I worked hard on it...! I hope you're satisfied—please hit me with more fun themes next time!!
Considering Seol-ah's usual personality, it's hard to imagine her sending stuff like that. I save those sales pitches for laughs when I need them.
Suddenly, she jumps up from her chair and charges at me, biting her lip—embarrassed I know her work mode.
"Hey, what's your account? If I find it, you're blocked immediately!"
"I use different accounts, so no way you'd find it."
"...Ugh, you have the worst hobbies!"
She's fuming. What can I do? I'm a genuine Yuki-nyang fan.
"So, what was that drawing just now?"
"None of your business. Especially not showing you. Not posting it on Yuki-nyang either."
...Did I piss her off? And what kind of drawing is it that she won't even show me or upload?
Curious, but time will tell.
Today's a two-lecture day. First one's writing, a required liberal arts class at 1 p.m., so heading to Korea University with Seol-ah, familiar faces join us quick.
"...You two are glued together, huh?"
"What're you on about? We were just waiting for you guys."
We don't do PDA at school, but yeah, we've been super close lately.
Park Harin and Lee Seo-yeon show up together—when did they get so buddy-buddy? Both outgoing, makes sense.
Twenty minutes till class, so we head in to grab seats. Two others are already there, waving when they spot us.
Kim Gayeong and Shin Chaewon? They're close, so they signed up together.
Seo-yeon grins at me. "Department classmates?"
"Yeah."
"Sit over there?"
"Sure, if you're cool with it."
No objections. Seol-ah just stiffens a tiny bit—first-timers awkward, maybe? No need to sit together or apart specially.
The two juniors freeze staring at us—specifically the three girls excluding me. All way above average looks, and no one's unmoved by first sight of Seol-ah, guys or girls.
Excluding me, Seol-ah, and Chaewon, the other three are chatty, so intros flow fast. They lead the convo naturally.
"...Wow, seriously no joke..."
"Seol-ah's pretty, right?"
"You all are way too pretty..."
Cozy vibe's tricky with this crowd.
Gayeong, who we'd seen but not talked to before (same class), jumps in—must've been curious.
"How'd you all end up hanging out?"
"Kinda complicated, but basically these two know each other, and me and her are Seol-ah's friends."
"Gotcha... But you two just 'know' each other? Doesn't look like it."
Gayeong smiles teasingly. Seol-ah, silent till now except formalities, suddenly yanks my arm to her and declares:
"...No, we're getting married."
"......"
"......"
Wasn't planning to announce at school...?
It's one of those unpredictable Seol-ah things—her tone's got an edge, like guarding prey fiercely.
Gayeong breaks the silence first, exchanging glances with Chaewon before stammering at me:
"...S-So that thing you mentioned back then... was real...?"
Oh right. On freshman orientation, first meeting them, I straight-up said I had a fiancée. Everyone thought joke, though.
Seol-ah, clueless on that, just blinks wide-eyed, glancing around.