Surviving on a Deserted Island (10)
“I ran into her at the spot where I was catching tamatoma. She said she was living all alone without a home.”
“Aha.”
Han Yeoreum narrowed her eyes at me. Her expression clearly showed her dissatisfaction. It wasn’t a lie, though. We really did meet over there, right?
“I’m sorry,” Cheon Hayeon said first, offering a bitter smile. After all, it was basically me who had dragged her here against her will.
“No, no. It’s fine. Make yourself at home.”
Han Yeoreum quickly waved both hands in denial.
“Since I’m the one who brought her, don’t make such a big deal out of it.”
I ruffled Han Yeoreum’s hair as I spoke.
“It’s not like I’m particularly upset about it.”
Han Yeoreum protested, eyes wide.
“Alright, then that’s settled. Were you getting dinner ready?”
Even before we arrived, the smell of baking breadfruit and grilled fish had been wafting everywhere.
“Mhm.”
“What about you? Want to eat with us?”
I asked, glancing at Cheon Hayeon standing beside me.
“It’s alright. A little water is enough for me.”
Just as I had expected. Eating meant she’d eventually need to relieve herself. We had gone through the trouble of building a toilet far down by the stream, but there was no avoiding the hassle of handling bodily waste on a deserted island. How I missed the flush toilet—that greatest invention of human civilization.
It seemed Cheon Hayeon had chosen to avoid eating altogether as a way to skip that ‘complicated’ process. If she didn’t eat, there’d be nothing to expel. On the surface, she looked so elegant and refined that she reminded me of a fairy who lived on nothing but dew.
“Then go inside and rest. There’s space for you in there.”
Cheon Hayeon gave us a small nod before heading into the hut.
“Put these in your backpack in advance.”
I took out ten tamatoma magic stones and handed them to Han Yeoreum.
“These are the ones?”
“Yep. Exactly half.”
“But I didn’t do anything. Isn’t this too much for me to take?”
“You prepared the food and got dinner ready. That’s more than enough.”
“...Thanks.”
I walked over and sat down near the crackling campfire. Since I usually returned around the same time, Han Yeoreum had prepared the meal in advance like this. She glanced toward the hut, then scooted right up beside me and sat down close.
“Hey, though.”
She slyly placed her palm on my thigh and whispered into my ear.
“Hm?”
“We can’t do it anymore, right?”
“Obviously. Why? You want to do it in front of her?”
“No, that’s not it. Do you think I’m some kind of pervert?”
Well, we had spent the entire week going at it like animals in front of Cheon Hayeon. I guess I should keep that a secret.
“Then what is it?”
She must have been too embarrassed to say it out loud, so she sent it as a chat instead. The way she glanced toward the jungle told me exactly what she meant, but it was impossible.
“Once you leave this area, it’s crawling with surveillance drones. We’d get caught immediately. If you want the professors to get a live broadcast, go ahead.”
“Tch, guess it can’t be helped.”
“Yep. Let’s just eat. We’ve done plenty already.”
“True.”
Han Yeoreum nodded and picked up a piece of grilled fish.
“Did you catch an octopus?”
“Yessir. Pretty good, right?”
“Nice. It’s a nice treat.”
“Hehe.”
With one hand holding the octopus skewer, I wrapped my other arm around Han Yeoreum’s waist. The soft, squishy feeling of her side flesh was strangely addictive. She wouldn’t let me touch her stomach easily, but this area was surprisingly defenseless. Women’s hearts really are difficult no matter how many times you see them. The same went for Cheon Hayeon, who was currently inside radiating explosive energy while practicing her cultivation.
“Shouldn’t we be careful about this too?”
Han Yeoreum suddenly looked down at her own side and asked.
“I suppose so.”
I had already shown Cheon Hayeon everything, including my naked body, but Han Yeoreum didn’t know that. I naturally withdrew the hand that had been idly stroking her side.
“It was nice while it lasted. Kinda sad it’s over.”
Having already finished one fish, Han Yeoreum pouted her lips.
...Thanks to Cheon Hayeon, the surveillance had loosened up. In a way, our comfortable daily life so far had been possible because of her sacrifice. I just couldn’t tell her that.
“Now it’s time to get serious about the evaluation again.”
“Right, this was supposed to be an evaluation.”
“Yep.”
After finishing her share of the meal, Han Yeoreum lightly rested her head on my shoulder.
“It wasn’t as hard as I thought.”
Her voice was low as her lips moved.
“Because there’s two of us. There’s still a long way to go until it’s over.”
Dividing the roles was definitely better than doing everything alone.
“Yeah. I already miss eating meat. I’m getting tired of fish.”
“I’m craving something spicy.”
“Aren’t there any wild peppers or something around here?”
“There are other kinds of peppers besides wild ones.”
“Ugh… Did you know you sounded like a total old man just now?”
Han Yeoreum shot me a look of contempt.
“So what?”
“...You’ve regressed so much you’ve turned into a kid.”
I chuckled and stood up, ruffling Han Yeoreum’s hair. She shook her head vigorously.
“Let’s wash up and get ready for bed.”
When I looked up at the sky, night had already fallen. Thick clouds had gathered—it looked like another downpour was coming. Even after a week, I still couldn’t get used to the fickle tropical climate.
“....”
Han Yeoreum stared straight ahead with her mouth open in a daze. Her round eyes trembled nonstop.
‘...Oh, right.’
Suddenly, I realized something. She had never seen Cheon Hayeon without her male disguise. Right now, in front of us, was Cheon Hayeon sitting calmly in a lotus position, having just finished her cultivation. With no surveillance around, she had completely dropped the act. Her long golden hair flowed softly.
After gathering her energy one last time, Cheon Hayeon slowly opened her eyes. Her beautiful green irises gazed at us.
Only then did Han Yeoreum snap out of it. She nudged my side with her elbow.
Cheon Hayeon was exotically beautiful, that was true. But in my eyes, Han Yeoreum wasn’t any less attractive. Maybe women saw things differently, because Han Yeoreum looked completely stunned, frozen in place.
“What’s wrong?”
Only then did Cheon Hayeon tilt her head and ask.
“You’re… you’re going to sleep with us looking like that?”
Han Yeoreum spoke with a strangely wary look in her eyes.
“Since you both already know I am a woman, there is no need to hide it, is there?”
“Well, that’s true, but….”
“If I am a bother, I can sleep outside.”
“No! That’s not it. Let’s sleep together. B-but instead—”
“Instead?”
“I want to decide where everyone sleeps.”
With a firm tone, Han Yeoreum stepped between me and Cheon Hayeon.
“I shall follow your words.”
Cheon Hayeon looked back and forth between us before nodding. In the end, the position Han Yeoreum decided on was with herself in the middle and me and Cheon Hayeon sleeping on opposite sides. As expected, she really was easy to read.
In a hazy state of consciousness, Cheon Hayeon was floating. She glanced to the side and saw Kim Mugong sleeping soundly, completely defenseless. Slowly, Cheon Hayeon raised her upper body.
‘It feels like there was one more person…’
She casually brushed the question aside in a corner of her mind. It didn’t seem important.
Her gaze gradually drifted down to Kim Mugong’s lower body. Even in his sleep, the place where his yang energy was concentrated stood tall, proudly asserting its presence. She had only seen it over his clothes before, but now Cheon Hayeon knew exactly what ‘that’ looked like.
‘How fascinating.’
To think something so large could enter a woman’s body. In the past she might have questioned it, but after watching in detail as Kim Mugong’s entered and exited Han Yeoreum’s body, she could no longer doubt it.
After fidgeting with her fingers for a moment, Cheon Hayeon lightly touched that part of him with her hand. It was soft yet firm. Even with just a light touch, it grew even harder, as if by instinct. She wanted to touch it more.
For some reason, her usually ironclad self-control refused to activate right now. In the end, Cheon Hayeon carefully pulled down Kim Mugong’s pants. The moment she saw it in person, she felt herself growing wet down below. She grasped the shaft with her hand.
‘Was this how it was done?’
Recalling the scene she had witnessed before, Cheon Hayeon gripped the shaft and began to move her hand. No matter how talented she was at everything she did with her body, the realm of sexual intercourse was still unfamiliar territory. She had no idea what intensity or duration a man preferred.
Even in this situation, Kim Mugong remained fast asleep, as if addicted to some sleeping drug.
‘Just a little more…’
Swish—
Cheon Hayeon boldly removed her clothes. Her firm yet snow-white naked body was revealed. For a brief moment she wondered if this was really okay, but she decided to ignore it this time as well. What could possibly be wrong with it? After all, she and Kim Mugong shared a ‘special’ relationship too.
‘Was this how it was done?’
Holding the firm shaft, Cheon Hayeon rubbed it against her own lower region just like she had seen Han Yeoreum do.
‘Hngh…!’
A suppressed moan slipped between her lips. Feeling an unknown pleasure, Cheon Hayeon began to insert the tip.
“...Cheon Hayeon?”
Kim Mugong’s voice reached her ear, just like always.
“Hey, what the hell is this—”
Squelch—
She immediately pushed it all the way to the root and pressed her lips against his, sealing his mouth.
“Mmph…!”
Their tongues intertwined, and conversation halted for a while. She was far stronger than Kim Mugong. His weak resistance was nothing more than a trivial matter to her.
“Haa…”
Cheon Hayeon pulled her lips away with a seductive smile. Then she slowly continued.
“It’s not so bad, is it? We can simply keep this between the two of us again.”
She licked her finger lightly with her tongue and lowered her gaze. The moment she saw the shock in Kim Mugong’s eyes, her consciousness surged back to reality.
Naturally, everything up until now had been nothing but a dream.
‘...I’ve gone mad.’
Overwhelmed by a wave of self-loathing that hit her belatedly, Cheon Hayeon quietly covered her face with both hands.