Chapter 28
Chapter 28
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 28
Chapter Title: My Angelic Girlfriend's Worry
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"Ugh, I'm beat."
"J-Ji-hyeok's back?"
"Hubby's home."
"H-Huu...!"
Back at the dorm, sure enough, there was Eum-a—who'd snuck into my room without permission, just like always.
Sitting on the floor, munching on snacks while watching NutTube.
"You finished your homework?"
The moment I showed some concern, she beamed with that plump, chubby smile and nodded vigorously.
"Yup! Came straight here after finishing! B-But where were you?"
"I told you—I went to the wholesale mart with the seniors and Mo Myo-mi."
"Oh, you didn't."
"I didn't? Didn't I leave a KakaoTalk?"
"Yup. N-No, you didn't."
This time, she shook her head and showed me our chat history.
Damn, she was right—no message.
"You should've texted."
Normally, she'd bombard me with "Where are you?" messages, but today she waited without a peep? What was up with that?
Curious, I asked—and she grinned shyly.
"I-I thought maybe you were busy with something important... S-So I didn't wanna bother you."
"Whoa. For real?"
"Yup. Totally for real."
What was this? A hallucination?
For a split second, a halo burst forth behind Eum-a's chubby, smiling face!
'Other guys' girlfriends flip out if they don't text back, but my Eum-a worries about me instead!!'
People of the world!!!!
This angel is my girlfriend!!!!!!!!
"W-Why the sudden attack, Ji-hyeok...!"
"Get over here, you!"
"C-Calling your girlfriend 'you' like that...! Eek...!"
Smooch smooch smooch smooch!!
I bolted over, yanked her into a hug, and peppered her cheeks with kisses!
She panicked as I charged in, trying to fend me off—but she wasn't hating it. Her lips slowly curved into a big, goofy grin.
'Heh heh heh, so easy to read, this girl—er, this one!'
She had a point—calling your girlfriend "you" like that was kinda rude. Mental note corrected.
Anyway, after a solid kissing barrage, Eum-a's face flushed beet red as she finally gasped out a question.
"S-So, anything happen today?"
"No one tried picking fights like before. Oh, and I made up with Mo Myo-mi."
"With Myo-mi?"
"Yup."
Eum-a's two bunny ears perked right up, full attention. I gave her the quick rundown on the reconciliation.
She nodded along, small and cute.
"Uh-huh. I see."
Her words said "I see," but her face? Not thrilled.
"What's up?"
"H-Huh? W-What do you mean?"
"Your face looks weird."
You know that pink bunny detective watching the teddy bear get dragged off by the cops? Yeah, Eum-a was giving me exactly that look.
"N-No it's not!"
"It totally is!"
"Huu!"
I scooped her up in a big hug.
So, what now?
"Tickle attack!!"
"Hee hee hee!"
My fingers danced wildly over her sides!!
"W-Wait a sec! Hee hee! H-Hhee hee hee!"
"Ticklish, huh? Huh? Agh! Gah! T-Tickles—gah!"
"Hee hee hee hee!"
Why am I the one hurting?
Every time Eum-a twisted to escape, my joints screamed for mercy!!!
'Tickle DPS check failed!!!'
Ego bruised, but survival first!
Cease fire and preserve life!!
"O-Okay! F-Fine, I'll talk!"
Just like that, Eum-a surrendered!
Phew! Ego intact!!
"Now spill it nicely! What were you thinking, staring at me like that?!"
I struck a pose, somehow, despite my battered body.
Eum-a caught her breath.
"W-Well... I-I was actually worried."
"Worried?"
Worried out of nowhere?
I tilted my head at the cryptic words.
"I-I'm saying!!"
Eum-a hugged her knees, buried her face, and yelled like she might die of embarrassment!
"I-If you and Myo-mi get too close like this...! I-I'm worried...!"
"Whaaat."
"J-Ji-hyeok? W-What's wrong?"
"Hngh. Hngh."
"J-Ji-hyeok!"
I clutched my chest, trembling.
Two reasons.
First, the sheer cuteness of this worry. Second, Choi Eum-a was adorable just existing—but she was my girlfriend too.
'Fuck, God...'
I get it now. In my past life, I must've been the left rudder guy on a turtle ship. That's why you sent me this angel as my girlfriend! Right? I knew it!
Succubus Choi Eum-a started radiating pure loveliness from every pore, making my heart pound like it hurt.
Blood raced from my thumping heart downward, swelling my dick nice and quick.
Ooh! Cock growth spurt!
Oblivious to my downstairs situation, Eum-a leaned forward, worried about my chest-clutching.
Quick side note here.
Eum-a's initial dorm outfit was a cute, stretchy pajama set banded with a rubber tie. But after a few visits to my room, she switched to black spaghetti-strap camisoles and hot pants that barely covered her ass.
And yep, same today.
Leaning toward me.
Gravity tugged her black camisole down, revealing the pale breasts nestled inside—sagging just a bit under their own weight.
A sight that soothed the soul.
But.
My dick's not happy!!!
"J-Ji-hyeok. Y-You okay... Huu!"
"Not okay!!! Look at my dick! Does this look okay?!"
I grabbed her wrists, flipped her onto her back, and mounted her. Then I ground my rock-hard cock against her pussy.
Feel that? This heavy solidity?
"Mmph. Hnngh. Huu."
Broken toy vibes—she felt it alright.
In more ways than one, probably.
Just pressing it there, and she was already excited. Her knees—laid flat between my legs—bent up, thighs clenching and rubbing together.
Succubus Choi Eum-a, ladies and gentlemen!
"Already wet?"
"Y-Yeah...!"
"Not even denying it anymore."
She used to blush and beg me not to say it, but now? Straight-up admission.
'Kinda hot in its own way.'
Slide!
"Eek...!"
Hand slipped under her camisole, landing on her belly.
Her hot body heat spread across my palm; her tense abs clenched under my touch.
Still soft and squishy as ever, though!
My hand crept higher.
Over her cute innie navel, grazing her upper belly, until it nestled between those two round swells.
"Mm...!"
I kneaded her breast, and Eum-a gazed at it hazily through half-lidded eyes, letting out soft moans.
Gently massaging upward, my fingers met her erect nipple.
"Eum-a. When did this get hard?"
"D-Dunno... Ngh!"
Mid-answer, she trailed off with a sharp inhale—'cause I'd scraped my nail over it.
That pink nipple was hypersensitive; even a light touch sent jolts of pleasure through her.
She bit her lip with every scrape, barely sucking in breaths.
Pinch it hard?
"Ah...!"
Her back arched big-time, exhaling all at once.
Cheeks flushed crimson.
Breathing heavy, she stared pitifully at my kneading hand—like she wanted more.
"You like your tits?"
"Y-Yes... I do...!"
Even polite speech—she really loved it.
"But is it the tits? Or the nipples? Feel different?"
Poor human me can't tell. Curious about the mechanics—wanted her to explain.
"I-I'm not sure...!"
"Really?"
"Yup... Ah! W-What're you doing?!"
"Hold still. Lemme check."
I shoved my head under her camisole.
*Streeetch!*
The strap top—barely containing those huge tits—strained loud trying to fit my head too.
"M-My clothes are stretching...!"
"Priority right now?"
"Huu."
Shut her up quick in this situation, worrying about her top.
Inside the camisole, face-to-face with the twin mounds.
'Whoa.'
Skin's pale? Knew that.
Nipples pink? Check.
Tits huge? Yup.
All facts I knew.
But crammed in this tight space with them? Felt even more epic.
"Your tits as big as my head?"
"J-Ji-hyeok...! T-Tickles...!"
"Haven't done anything yet? Oh, my hair?"
"Y-Yeah, probably."
Sure enough, my hair was teasing her skin.
But hey...
"Tickles feel even better, huh?"
"Hng!"
"See? Nipple's rock-hard. Wouldn't be if you hated it."
"Hnnng...!"
Finger-pinch and twist: her body jerked, head whipping away.
Reactions on point!
Knew she was sensitive everywhere, but tits this much? Kinda guilty.
Should've played with them more during sex!
Guilt welled up.
Guilty? Time to atone.
"Ngh."
Scooped both tits together. Pale and massive, they merged like they'd always been one.
Pink peaks nearly touching.
Beautiful sight.
And tasty-looking too.
*Sluuuurp!*
"Haaaah...!"
Sucked both nipples at once—Eum-a moaned loud.
Inside my hot mouth, they hardened more, obvious on my tongue.
Lapped them sloppily.
Her body shivered slim and fine.
"J-Ji-hyeok...!"
Lips pursed tight, stifling moans. She'd squeal freely other days—why hold back today?
Not bad, though.
*Slurp.*
"Hngh...!"
Tongue-tip tickle: pouty face.
'Fucking jackpot expression.'
One look, and I could picture how tight her pussy'd gotten.
Imagining that delicious wetness already, I smacked my lips and nipped both nipples.
Eum-a's back bowed like a bowstring.
"Haaaang!"