Chapter 88: Lewd Thoughts
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 88: Lewd Thoughts
“That concludes our presentation.”
As Junseok stepped away from the mic, a round of applause erupted.
The most important thing was the professor's reaction.
When the professor joined the other students in clapping, I let out a silent sigh of relief.
It felt like we'd at least done better than average.
“This team's technique was so new that I was quite worried, but wow. This is good.”
Doah and I caught the professor's pleased smile, and we exchanged a small nod.
“First of all, setting aside the VR medium, the filming technique. Wasn't it fantastic, everyone?”
“It faithfully followed the format of advertisements we've all seen before, yet it still felt new.”
“In terms of its challenging spirit, I really can't praise it enough.”
“However, if I had to point out a few things that could be improved...”
A professor is a professor, after all.
He was far from a yes-man who would just say everything was great.
After receiving feedback that it would have been better if we had considered this and that, we thanked him and returned to our seats.
“Phew. It's over.”
Junseok wiped his forehead, which must have been sweating from the tension, and spoke with a sense of relief.
“Hey, great job.”
“Nah, it was nothing. I'm just glad the professor seemed to like it.”
“I know, right?” Minji, who was next to us, chimed in.
Our group was in the very back corner of the classroom.
We felt a little bad for the other presenters, but we were too busy whispering amongst ourselves.
“So, 4 o'clock later?”
“Yeah. Let's eat then.”
We had to eat at a very awkward time because Doah had a stream at 8.
“...Are you sure it's okay for you to drink?”
I looked at my girlfriend with concern, and Doah made a circle with her fingers.
“A little bit is fine.”
It hadn't been long since Luka's streaming incident, so I couldn't help but worry.
Of course, I trusted Doah to handle herself, but I thought it was best to eliminate any risk of controversy from the start.
As I rested my chin on my hand and stared at the screen, the presentations eventually came to an end, and the professor stepped up to the podium again.
“Alright, everyone. This concludes our advertisement strategy class.”
“Overall, the quality of the final projects this semester seems to have improved a lot compared to last year.”
“I hope that what you've learned in this class will be helpful when you go on to work at a company or elsewhere. That will be all.”
“You've all worked very hard.”
“Thank you!”
“Thank you for your hard work!”
As soon as the professor finished his words signaling the end of the semester, the sound of chairs scraping back filled the classroom.
Once outside, we gathered in the first-floor hall to discuss our plans.
“It's 1 o'clock now. What should we do?”
Junseok asked after checking the time on his phone.
“I have a liberal arts class at 1:30, so I think I'll just head over after that.”
It seemed Minji had another class. I had no plans, so I just stared blankly at Doah.
“I think we should just go home for a bit and then come back out.”
Doah glanced at me as if to ask if that was okay, and I nodded.
“Okay. Then let's meet at Hanseong Pocha at 4.”
“Alright. We'll get going then.”
I put my hand on Doah's shoulder and said goodbye to them, and we all went our separate ways.
“Oppa, don't you think we can get an A?”
Doah seemed pleased with the professor's evaluation, as the smile never left her face.
“Yeah. It's... possible, I guess?”
Honestly, I wasn't so sure.
The other groups had also received a lot of praise, so it was hard to predict our grade.
“Ah, but even I think the video came out really well. Hee.”
What Junseok said about paying for Doah's drinks was no empty promise.
It was Doah who had really grabbed the project by the scruff of its neck and carried it through the final stages.
I only did the editing; Doah was practically the director when it came to the actual filming.
“You did great.”
I stretched her cheek, as if praising a clever child, and her face twisted into an expression that looked just like a Pink Army emote.
“Ugh, stahp it!”
Cute.
Her telling me to stop just made me want to do it more.
Finally, after Doah smacked my forearm a few times, I let go. A reddish mark was left on her face, though I couldn't tell if it was from the cold or from my fingers.
“Jeez.”
Doah glared at me, rubbing her cheek with her small hand as if it hurt.
Even her glare was cute.
At this point, everything Doah did seemed cute to me.
When we arrived in front of her building, Doah suggested we hang out at her place before going out together.
-Beep beep beep beep.
The sound of the passcode being entered.
Doah gestured for me to come in, so I followed her inside.
I always felt this way, but Doah's house always smelled so fragrant.
“Oppa, I'm going to go change, okay?”
Doah took off her coat, opened a drawer, and pulled out some comfortable clothes.
“Oh, okay. I'll just sit here.”
As Doah went into the bathroom, I leaned on the bed, propping myself up with my left arm.
“Hmm?”
A rough texture brushed against my fingertips.
This doesn't feel like the blanket.
Wondering what it was, I felt around with my hand, realized it was some kind of strap, and pulled it toward me.
My casual curiosity led to a situation straight out of a comic book.
A light pink piece of underwear.
What I had grabbed was the strap of a bra, presumably one Doah had worn.
And timing, as always, is everything.
“...Oppa.”
Doah, now changed into a sweatsuit, was staring at me with icy eyes.
“What are you doing?”
Me, holding a bra in my hands.
My girlfriend, watching me.
“Ah... well...”
“Hentai!”
Doah smacked me on the head with her fist.
She must not have held back, because it actually hurt, but I was struck dumb, unable to say a word.
“Ah! Why are you messing with someone's underwear!”
“No! It was just on the bed, and I was wondering what it was...”
“No! Once you realized it was underwear, you should have just pretended you didn't see it and put it back! What's so special about it that you had to keep fiddling with it!”
This is so unfair!
Shit. This is so fucking unfair!
“I was just about to put it back like you said... I wasn't even thinking anything weird.”
Doah's eyebrows told me she didn't like my choice of words.
“...You weren't thinking anything weird?”
“Yeah! I swear, not even one percent!”
Suddenly, Doah bit her lip hard and shoved my shoulder.
Caught off guard, I lost my balance.
I ended up falling back onto the bed, my upper body now lying flat, and I looked up at her with a bewildered expression.
Doah looked down at me for a moment, and then...
“Why?”
She climbed on top of me.
Her hips settled over mine.
The contact was so embarrassing that I instinctively turned my head away.
“Uh... Doah...?”
“Why weren't you thinking anything?”
Clearly displeased with my answer, Doah's hand turned my face back toward her.
“Because...”
No matter how much I told myself not to equate Doah with Luka, Luka was still sacrosanct to me.
Making lewd jokes or crossing the line with Luka was grounds for a permanent ban.
I had no intention of destroying my precious sanctuary with my own hands.
It was just so obvious.
That I shouldn't be having those kinds of thoughts.
And for some reason, that same mindset seemed to unconsciously carry over to how I saw Doah.
Trying to explain this out loud... I couldn't seem to organize my thoughts.
“Because what?”
Her eyes, demanding an answer, bore into me.
“Sorry.”
Choosing an apology over a clumsy answer, I pushed myself up with my arms.
We were now sitting face-to-face, extremely close.
Doah, who hadn't expected me to sit up, flinched and leaned her upper body back slightly.
“Well...”
Ah, what is this?
Is this the right thing to say?
No, but I can't really think of anything else to say.
If there's something she doesn't like, it's right to think I should fix it.
“I'll do it.”
“...Huh?”
Was it because I'd been too brief?
Doah's face turned bright red.
“Do... do what?”
She was the one who had boldly climbed on top of me.
I found it ironic how flustered she was now.
I reached out and wrapped an arm around her back to steady her.
Her posture had looked quite unstable.
Thanks to that, the distance between us grew even smaller.
I felt as if the vibrations of my beating heart might be transferring directly to her.
Right. I'll just say it.
It was time to properly tell her what I was thinking.
I could feel the heat rising to my head, but I slowly opened my mouth.
“Well... from now on, I'll have lewd thoughts about you.”
Doah's face turned so red it looked like it might explode.