I Had Forgotten She Was the Heroine of an Erotic Game
I had forgotten. I had completely forgotten that Ayoung was the heroine of an erotic game.
I had hoped our first time would become a cherished memory for both of us.
That was why I spent the whole time soothing Ayoung, who was clearly awkward and nervous because it was her first experience. Even if it wasn’t some perfect, harmonious bliss that sent us both spiraling into unimaginable pleasure, I had been as considerate as possible so the night wouldn’t leave her with nothing but pain.
“...Ayoung.”
Thanks to that, she had made it through her first time safely and was now gazing up at me with soft, unfocused eyes.
“It wasn’t as bad as you thought, right?”
I asked just in case, and she answered while lying beside me on the bed, shyly burying her face against my neck.
“...Yeah, Hajun. It was good.”
What a relief.
I had worried that my attempt to be gentle and slow might have left her unsatisfied, but her expression and tone suggested otherwise.
“That’s good to hear.”
She looked so adorable that I stroked her hair with one hand and spoke softly.
“...Does anywhere hurt?”
Ayoung shook her head.
“...No, it didn’t hurt at all.”
I froze for a second at her words, but—well, if it was good, it was good. I let myself laugh it off. People could share the exact same experience and have completely different reactions; some felt pain, others felt nothing. Maybe Ayoung was simply gifted in that area.
Still, I had no intention of pushing her on the very first night. I slowly sat up and reached out to help her.
“Then shall we wash up and have dinner?”
We could spend the rest of the evening chatting quietly and reflecting on what had happened. That was my plan as I tried to lift her, but...
“......”
Ayoung simply lay there, staring up at me without any sign of moving.
Was she actually hurting somewhere? The moment I leaned in to check, she covered her face with both hands and whispered.
“Hajun... um...”
Too embarrassed to say the rest aloud, she gestured with her hands instead. When I understood what she meant, I gave an awkward smile and pulled her gently into my arms.
“...I understand.”
It looked like Ayoung still wasn’t satisfied.
This time I gave it everything I had.
Rather than simply being considerate, I faced her as an equal and poured out my absolute best.
“Ayoung...”
I looked at her lying beside me with a slightly awkward gaze and asked carefully.
“Are you satisfied now?”
She thought for a moment, then broke into a bright smile.
“...Yeah.”
This time she hugged me and gave me a soft kiss.
Chu—
“...It felt really good, Hajun.”
Thank goodness. Earlier I could at least hide behind the excuse of being considerate... If I had gone all out like this and still failed to satisfy her, my own confidence would have taken the hit.
I wiped away a layer of cold sweat and offered her my hand.
“Then let’s actually wash up and eat dinner this time... You must be hungry, right?”
When I glanced down, Ayoung was absently touching her stomach in a way that felt strangely suggestive, but she didn’t refuse the suggestion this time.
“...Thank you.”
Her voice was a little lower than usual, carrying a seductive note as she took my hand.
“Want to wash first?”
I offered out of consideration, but her body gave a small tremble. She gripped my hand tightly and murmured.
“Hajun... can’t we wash together?”
Caught off guard, I looked down at her.
“Uh... why?”
Her expression shifted. With a darker look, she whispered.
“Just for today... I want to stay together the whole time.”
Only then did I remember.
No matter how much warmth we had shared, there was no way all her anxiety could vanish in such a short time. From her perspective, a small seed of unease still remained.
I apologized and squeezed her hand more firmly.
“I’m sorry, Ayoung... Let’s go wash together.”
“...Okay.”
I walked toward the bathroom with my arms wrapped tightly around her. This time we would finish the conversation we hadn’t been able to finish while relaxing in the cozy, warm water...
That was my innocent plan.
Something was wrong.
This wasn’t what I had in mind at all.
I had absolutely no intention of doing anything more in the bathroom. But the moment we stepped inside together, Ayoung’s expression changed again. She started acting cute, and I found myself completely unable to escape her hold.
“...Hajun.”
This time it was Ayoung calling my name.
After somehow making it out of the bathroom on trembling legs, I found Ayoung—who had washed first—had already set the table. She sat waiting for me.
I sat down beside her with an awkward gait and began eating slowly. My mind was so hazy I couldn’t even tell if the food was going into my mouth or my nose. Yet despite everything, the meal was incredibly delicious.
“Wow... this is seriously good.”
At my natural exclamation, Ayoung smiled shyly, looking pleased.
“...I’m glad you like it.”
She sat right beside me, watching every bite I took. The gaze felt so heavy that I suggested she eat with me, but she simply touched her lips lightly and said,
“Mm... I’m a little full already.”
I couldn’t say a word.
In that strangely burdensome atmosphere I kept shoveling food down to survive, and from time to time Ayoung would gently place more meat on my rice.
“...Hajun, eat lots of meat.”
It was clearly a situation that should make me happy, yet I couldn’t simply rejoice. A contradictory feeling.
Dinner ended quickly. I helped Ayoung with the dishes and finished cleaning up.
...It was about time to head home.
The sun had long since set outside the window, and the faint croaking of frogs drifted in. I pulled on my jacket and called to her.
“Ayoung, I should get going now.”
We stood facing each other, hands still clasped. I scratched my head and spoke carefully.
“That... I really meant every word...”
It felt a bit awkward to say this at the front door after everything, but there were circumstances.
“I wasn’t just throwing those words around... I think you’re far too good for someone like me.”
I spoke with genuine feeling.
“So don’t worry too much... I like you way more than you realize... you.”
Ayoung, who had been staring at me blankly with her hands hidden behind her back, finally nodded.
“...Yeah. I’ll believe you.”
The mood felt too heavy, so I added one last playful line.
“And it wasn’t just words... I showed you with actions, didn’t I?”
Ayoung fidgeted with her fingers, too embarrassed to answer.
...Did I say something unnecessary?
Her lukewarm reaction left me feeling awkward, so I quickly turned to grab the doorknob. But before I could, Ayoung hugged me tightly from behind.
“...Hajun.”
Maybe because she was wearing thin indoor clothes, her body heat felt even clearer against me.
“...Can’t you stay just a little longer?”
I hesitated for a moment, but staying any longer might mean spending the whole night here. The clothes I’d brought and various other preparations felt insufficient for an overnight stay, so I tried to gently decline.
But then she said the words for the first time.
“...Please.”
I crumbled.
Well, tomorrow was the weekend anyway... an hour or two should be fine.
It was a complacent thought.
Now I really didn’t know anymore.
I had only meant to stay a little longer, but...
“...Hajun, want some fruit?”
“Yeah... thanks.”
Time slipped away as I ate the fruit she had sliced for dessert.
“...Hajun, isn’t this fun?”
“Mm... it is.”
We watched a movie on the TV’s OTT service, and before I knew it, dawn had arrived. By then Ayoung said she felt too anxious to let me go home alone at this hour and stubbornly kept me there.
When I finally came to my senses...
“Yawn... I’m sleepy.”
I was lying in bed with Ayoung, who let out an adorable little yawn.
“......”
I kept my eyes closed in perfect posture, doing everything I could to fall asleep, but every time she shifted beside me—
Rub, rub.
My determination wavered a little more.
...No. I absolutely cannot react. No matter what, I can’t do it anymore.
I held on with the steadfast heart of a monk. Then Ayoung, who had been subtly pressing against me, suddenly sat up and whispered.
“...Hajun, are you sleeping?”
For the first time, I felt afraid of Ayoung.
“Mmm... Hajun.”
This can’t happen...
“...Ah.”
I couldn’t help but open my eyes. The moment she saw me, Ayoung smiled brightly and clung to me tightly.
“... ♥”
Rub, rub.
“Ayoung...”
It’s not that I’m weak...
Even if I brought Hyejung here, she wouldn’t be able to keep up with this.
But the person next to me wasn’t some imaginary woman from my head. It was Ayoung.
“...Hajun, do you really love me?”
“...Yeah.”
“Hehe... Hajun, I love you too.”
“Ah... yeah.”
“...You won’t ever leave me, right?”
“...I promise.”
“...Hajuuun.”
“Ah...”
After that, I don’t remember anything.