Chapter 57
Chapter 57
-----------------------------------------------------------------
Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 57
Chapter Title: I Like You, Oppa. Want to Date Me?
-----------------------------------------------------------------
Bae Yuri, who had stormed off from the bus stop in a huff, was bold as hell the moment she arrived at my place.
Was she gearing up to compete with Haeun's see-through outfit? She showed up in a short-sleeved shirt paired with a plaid skirt—a perfect schoolgirl look...
It was a brilliant, unexpected choice.
She'd realized competing directly with Im Haeun's type was a losing battle and leaned hard into her own strengths instead.
The second she walked in, I was too stunned to speak. Yuri grinned mischievously.
"What do you think, oppa? I wore stuff like this every day just a few months ago, so it's a comfy coord for me."
She was straight-up flaunting her fresh high school girl vibe, and damn if it didn't work.
Cute as hell, but with those perky tits straining against her shirt, feminine thighs peeking from under the skirt, and loose socks? Killer combo.
I was already thinking if we dated, I'd have to fuck her once in this exact outfit.
Thanks to that, I was rock-hard as I let her into the house.
"No massage uniform?"
"Gonna start with the anal cleaner. Come over and spread 'em."
"Eek, okay...♡"
At the affection stage, no need for the uniform, so she stripped naked. Wasn't planning to start with her ass, but I cleaned her out with the anal cleaner first, then got to massaging.
And that's how we ended up here.
With her face all blissed out from Only you get this, I slyly slipped a finger between her cheeks.
—Squelch... squish...!
"Ohip...!"
My index finger sank in up to the second knuckle, and Yuri shuddered with a slutty moan.
"Only you in the whole world get your ass poked or sucked on while I massage you."
—Squish, squish...!
"Ah, oof... O-O-Oppa..."
"Feels good, Yuri?"
"So good, so... hurry up... hngh...! My ass... hole... suck it... with your mouth..."
A few prods and she was sticking out her tongue, begging for ass massage.
Today's Yuri was just too cute and horny. I pressed my tongue right against her hole and overlapped our lips.
"Hnnng... slurp... chup..."
I'd switched suddenly from ass to mouth massage, but she seemed fine with it, pursing her lips to suck my tongue and steal my saliva.
—Smooch...
Yuri wrapped her arms around my neck, eagerly responding, while I stirred her asshole and...
—Smack, smack!
lightly spanked her cheeks for a bonus ass massage.
Like this, facing her naked in mating press, covered in her piss, kissing while fingering her ass.
Savoring the filthy, lewd moment, I pulled back and said,
"All done pissing, Yuri?"
"Hic, hnng... ahn... Yeah... all out..."
"So just your ass now? Oppa licks your pink little shithole all clean for massage?"
"Yes, oppa... ahn♡ Lick it then... hn... shove your tongue in... and massage my pussy too..."
"Got it. Right in your piss puddle?"
"In my... my own piss... hiyaaang!"
—Pssshhh, splurt...!
"Haaah..."
Telling her I'd massage her ass in her own piss sent her over the edge again.
With that cute face, her kinks were on another level of pervy.
Still, it stopped right there—thank god. One step further and even I'd draw the line.
"Yuri. Know the position for ass massage? I'll pull out my finger—show me."
"Yesss... ahik...!"
I withdrew. She slowly lifted off my cock, rising up.
Before going prone, she eyed the puddle of her own urine on the mat.
"Hic, hehehe..."
Happy little laugh, body trembling slightly.
This was getting kinda scary.
Then she got on all fours, cat pose, and spread her cheeks wide.
—Splay...!
"Ahn... Oppa... I'm all ready...♡"
"Good, good. Right awa—huh."
Mid-sentence, I stared intently at her lower half.
Snow-white ass.
Her slightly parted anus petals.
Below, pussy and thighs soaked in juices and piss... hmm.
Asshole's clean, right? Gotta be—no way I could eat it otherwise.
After close inspection confirmed it was safe, I buried my face in her plump cheeks.
"Lick..."
"Aaaahn...!"
"Sorry, oppa! Just a sec!"
"Take your time. Gotta check some important messages anyway."
"Important? Hehe~? From that sister earlier?"
"Nah. Massage app stuff."
"You promise? If you're lying... who knows what I'll do?"
"Promise. Lie and your wish is my command."
"Pinky swear!"
Post-shower service, she fussed with makeup and hair, unhappy with something, so she asked for time.
Perfect chance to check the app. Told her to go slow.
Stomach was rumbling, but not even 8 yet.
While Yuri battled the full-length mirror, I opened the Massage App.
My chest swelled.
Current MP: 3159.
A long grind of patience.
Buying the mat delayed it, but no regrets.
That thing's a game-changer. Without it, her piss play might've been a hard no.
Anyway, no brainer. Buy Proficient Masseur's Eye!
Saved points solely for this upgrade.
Current eye was OP already—what would the upgrade do? Plus, needed it for the new [Discount / Credit] system.
The moment I bought it:
"...A lot to unpack."
Mostly expected, but the Honey-Sweet Semen perk? Gold.
Any girl would love it, but per the description, Haeun would go nuts. Applies to real sex too.
If we date and fuck, she might demand blowjobs daily.
All good, but...
Proficient Masseur's Eye felt vague. Improvements clear, but hard to grasp specifics.
Crit chance up is fine. But 'abilities greatly enhanced'? How? Emotion visualization—what's that?
Text alone gave no clue.
Tried 1:1 inquiry for details, but...
"Oppa, all ready!"
Yuri finished first.
Would check later. Pocketed phone, turned—and knew.
What Proficient Masseur's Eye did.
...This is insane. Why'd I study massage books?
The upgraded eye revealed everything.
Always-helpful three colors, now finer, more detailed, plus something new.
Focus on a spot: 'hand afterimages' ghosted the optimal touch and motion.
No studying needed. 100% perfect technique shown.
But more:
"Oppa? What's up? Something wrong?"
"Nah..."
Fourth light.
Nearly transparent pink aura rippling over Yuri's body.
Clustering in spots, shifting others.
...Wants me to touch there now?
[Emotion Reaction Visualization] was simple:
What she wants right now.
Pink flows and clusters revealed her desires intuitively.
App magic? Felt her wants instinctively.
Pussy-clustered glow: craves sex, like her peeked thoughts before.
Intenser lip glow: rough, deep kiss first.
And priority:
Unconscious, unnoticed even by her:
—Stroke...
"Eek, o-oppa...?"
Gently caress her cheek.
Outside massage time, my bold move startled her.
App couldn't teach the final touch—I supplied it.
"...Stunned 'cause you're gorgeous. Outfit, makeup—too pretty, Bae Yuri."
"......!!"
—Boom!
Her face exploded red.
Lips, tits, pussy: pink glow intensified.
More direct than arousal's red—Bae Yuri was horny for me now.
Craved sex.
We headed out.
Yuri flushed at my preemptive touch but soon beamed, clinging tighter than before.
Tits squished fully against my arm via shirt—like a girlfriend already.
Schoolgirl fit made it feel like dating a high schooler. Stirring.
"Hehe... Oppa! Subway? Craving a sandwich."
Excited face, loving eyes suggesting sandwiches.
She bought sushi but picks cheap on my dime? No coincidence.
Classic Bae Yuri.
That's why she's so lovable, pretty—must-have girl.
"Subway? You bought me sushi. Let's splurge. I'm starving."
"You love it! We debated perfect combos at the cafe. Wanna try your BMT rec."
"Next time. Anything else? Cravings. Price no object—massage cash is fat."
"Hmm~"
"Hold up, checking texts."
As she pondered ambiguously, quick inner thoughts check.
Timing game. Catch her first impulse.
"......"
Maddening.
Yuri too tempting, cute, sweet.
Thinks that inside, acts tsundere outside.
Overload of charm—breathless.
Suppressed kiss urge, played casual:
"Oh, steak? Friend raved about one."
"Too pricey. Subway's fine. Pleeease, oppa~ Sandwich craving!"
"Nah. Made me crave it more. Steak today. Sandwich later."
"Ugh, fine! I know a good spot nearby—"
"Nope. I pick. Monf House? Sounds bomb—friend loved it."
"......!! No! Way too fancy!"
"Perfect. There."
"Nooo, can't! Won't let you... ugh...! Oppa so strong!"
She tugged desperately, but my stamina stat laughed it off.
Tug-of-war ended: fancy steak it was.
...Pricey AF.
Nearly 400k per meal—hands shook.
p>
Massage money saved me from puking blood.
Full bookings too? People loaded.
But delicious. Courses melted in mouth—worth it, wanna return.
Nice vibe, date spot potential. Next with Haeun?
Her style.
"Ugh... So thankful, tasty but... Oppa! Lemme pay half—"
"No halves. Crave again? Say it. I'll treat."
"How?! If ever, I pay!"
"Wanna spoil you. Anytime for you."
"Oppa... hng... No, seriously!"
"That happy?"
"...Super happy!"
—Smooch!
"Cafe now. My treat."
"If I insist on coffee..."
"I'll get mad? Send morning dad jokes daily?"
"My bad."
Post-meal, arm-in-arm to cafe like before.
Drinks in hand, wandered. Window-shopped summer fits, street band tunes.
Nothing special, time flew anyway.
Yuri time = bliss.
Dusk fell; naturally bused home together.
At our farewell spot from before, faced again.
"Ate amazing. Thanks, oppa!"
"Glad. Place was fire."
"Right? Went once with parents for birthday—said next year. You made it happen."
Demure hands clasped, beaming up at me.
Half-step apart, smiling chat.
Time vanished here too.
30 mins gone quick?
Night deepened—time to go.
"Shift ends tomorrow—hang nearby? Cafe."
"Boss mad? Other cafe coffee."
"Her? She'd shrug at break-time side drink."
"Pfft... Yeah, sounds like her."
"Right? Oh, and—"
But reluctant.
Like before, today twice as hard to leave.
Couldn't say 'heading out', dawdled.
"Hehehe... Seriously."
Yuri burst laughing, gazed deeply.
Under streetlight.
Sunbeam smile, eyes brimming love.
"...So perfect, probably same with other girls. Nope. Can't."
Mumbled soft, then eye-locked:
"Oppa."
"Yeah?"
"Always felt it, but... don't I like you too much?"
"Huh?!"
Bombshell.
Knew it coming, timing only question.
Heart pounded anyway.
Before reply:
"But know this?"
"Wh-what...?"
"I like you more than you like me."
"......!!"
"I like you, oppa. Wanna date?"