Chapter 42
Chapter 42
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 42
Chapter Title: Mo Myo-mi's Piggyback Request
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"I saw you giving Eum-a a piggyback. All of it."
I'm saved!
'I freaked out thinking she'd seen us having sex!'
This must be what they mean by losing ten years off your life!
I thought Mo Myo-mi had caught a glimpse of my woman in disarray—a sight meant for my eyes only—in that moment of pleasure-blinded ecstasy!
'I nearly resented her for real, carrying the weight of my convictions!'
Mo Myo-mi's personality was one thing, but the top priority was Eum-a's adorable side!
Knowing that intimate view was still mine alone put my mind at ease—totally!
"What's up? You looked upset for a sec. Now you're grinning like an idiot."
"N-no! It's just that the indigestion from all that drinking earlier finally went away!"
"...You got indigestion from drinking?"
"Man! A walk really hits the spot!"
Once your mind relaxes, your body follows suit!
I swung my arms wide, clapping my hands front and back like some middle-aged hiker on a trail.
Mo Myo-mi shot me a look like I was doing something utterly bizarre, her tail whipping like a lash.
"...Right."
Way to make a guy feel awkward!
"Why'd you bring me here, anyway?"
Now that I knew she'd only seen the piggyback—not some outdoor romp—it felt even weirder.
A piggyback wasn't blackmail material, so why drag me out here?
"I have something to say."
"I have a cow."
"... ."
"...Don't glare at me like you wanna kill me just for a joke. What am I supposed to do... ."
She hit me with a killer pun, then her eyes flashed like a predator's.
Damn... . Two more shitty jokes and she'll bite me dead.
As I sulked, Mo Myo-mi let out a soft "Ah," parting her lips slightly. She squeezed her eyes shut, then opened them, reverting to her usual gentle gaze.
"I'm serious. No jokes."
"Got it."
I nodded firmly, and only then did she speak.
"Give me a piggyback too."
"Out of nowhere?"
So it wasn't something to say—it was a demand!
No wonder!
She must've been worried about getting her hair yanked if she said it in front of Eum-a!
'But who would win?'
As I seriously pondered a fight between the two, Mo Myo-mi continued.
"Family matter."
"Piggyback's a family matter?"
"Not that. Male-female skinship."
"That's personal, obviously."
"Wrong. Family matter."
"Oh, come on."
I wanted to ask how male-female intimacy could be a family issue, but from the vibe, I knew I'd get nothing straight even if I did.
'Flick to the forehead incoming.'
But I'd hold back. Hitting a beastkin might land me on the news as a discriminator, front-page huge.
Plus, she looked pretty serious.
"Hard to explain?"
"... ."
I probed gently to try understanding, and she nodded right away. Her cat ears twitched.
"Hmm. 'Family matter' sounds like you wanna talk about home issues. That it?"
"...Yeah."
"But what's that got to do with piggybacks?"
"Family matter."
"Ugh, screw it."
I demanded a real explanation, and she threw up the "family matter" wall, staring at the ground.
'Should I just smack her?'
Becoming a beastkin discriminator didn't sound half bad right now.
As I pressed my thumb to my index fingernail, loading a flick...
"...It keeps coming to mind."
Mo Myo-mi blinked slowly, looking at me with eyes that said she wasn't trying to frustrate me. I froze mid-flick.
"My parents don't get along. I thought that was normal, but seeing you and Eum-a... it doesn't seem that way. So it keeps nagging at me."
"Hmm."
"That's why I wanna do it too. A piggyback."
"Hmmm."
Mo Myo-mi opening up about her family? Totally unexpected.
'She wants a piggyback so bad she spilled her family secrets?'
Back when things were rocky with her, I'd scraped every post on beastkin forums about cat beastkin, so I got the gist.
'Her dad's a cat furry, huh.'
Cat furries were pretty and elegant regardless of gender, with high intermarriage rates with humans. But male cat furries had sky-high divorce rates.
'Something about barbs on their dicks.'
The pointed shape was one thing, but the spines all over caused issues in bed, leading to divorce.
Couples without intimacy grow apart, and kids raised by unhappy parents end up with negative views on male-female contact.
'Mo Myo-mi's that case.'
It made sense why she was demanding a piggyback now.
A girl clueless about romantic parental vibes sees our lovey-dovey scene and curiosity kicks in.
"You're so pitiful, not knowing the coolness of love."
"What're you on about?"
"Alright! I've decided! Hey! Let's do it!"
A piggyback, of course!
"...For real?"
She hadn't expected my okay—her pupils dilated.
I turned my back to her, wiggling my fingers for her to hop on quick.
"Of course it's real. You think I'd lie? Besides, if I said no, you'd chase me relentlessly till I gave in. Right?"
"...Yeah."
"Better to just do it once now and be done."
If we were still on bad terms, I'd have shot it down without a thought. I'd barely see it as a request—just "That crazy furball's gone from cat to full-on slave-driver, huh!"
But now I knew Mo Myo-mi hadn't had it as easy as I'd thought.
She could cry with an icy face, and she knew how to repay favors.
'Even bringing up family first.'
Turn down a friend's request after she trusted me with her painful past?
No way a man like Joo Ji-hyeok could allow that!
"Hop on quick! Let's get it over with and go."
I beckoned with my hand behind me, but Mo Myo-mi hesitated.
"Do it exactly like you did for Eum-a. Got it?"
"Got it."
"No weird ideas, or else."
"Then it wouldn't be exactly. Ugh, fine. Just hop on already."
"... ."
She glared once more, then slowly approached.
Tensing over a mere piggyback, she gulped, placed both hands on my shoulders, and soon leaned her full upper body against me.
And then... the sensation.
...Super soft.
'??????'
A heavy yet pure softness spread across my back, imprinting countless hooks in my brain.
'Super soft?'
The feeling started at my back and rippled to my neurons.
No doubt!
'SUPER SOFT!!!'
I'd only meant to give her a piggyback out of pity, but this unexpected softness froze me solid.
Since semester started, I'd groped Eum-a's chest enough times to fill two hands. I was an expert on big, soft boobs.
But what was this?
What the hell were these tits?
'Bigger than Eum-a's?'
Sure, plenty of women had bigger chests than Eum-a's. But the shock was that Mo Myo-mi was one of them!
I shot up!
Like Archimedes leaping from the bath with his eureka moment.
My dick did too, of course!
"Why aren't you standing? Am I too heavy?"
"You're heavier than expected. Shocked me."
Your midsection, that is!
"That's rude."
"I know."
You think I said it without knowing?
But it's true! How do I say her tits are huge without saying it?
This was my way of expressing it! What about my feelings?!
Anyway, I'd promised, so I stood.
As I rose, I cupped her butt with my hands, filling them with that touch.
'Why's everything on her so big?'
Maybe because her limbs were so slender, I'd never noticed. Her chest and ass volume made my heart race and my dick twitch.
'And what's this now.'
Over my hands supporting her butt, I felt her tail whipping fiercely.
A slight head turn showed her furrowed brows and pinned-back ears.
I immediately faced forward, pretending not to notice.
'Touching the butt during a piggyback is common sense. Why's she getting worked up?'
I stifled my exasperation and stood straight.
"Up we go."
Straightening my knees, I felt strength in the arms Mo Myo-mi had around my neck.
She'd been pressed tight but slipped down a bit, pressing her ass firmer into my hands.
Instantly, the tail-whipping resumed.
Smack smack.
"Myo-mi. I'm saying this 'cause I'm really anxious. I'm not sexually harassing you right now."
"... ."
"Got it? Don't sue me for harassment, okay?"
"... ."
"Why're you so quiet?"
"... ."
"Ah, fuck it, get off!!"
Who could relax enough to carry her like this?
As I tried to let go, she tightened her arms, buried her face, and shook her head no.
"I won't sue. I swear."
"Then what's with those unhappy ears and tail?"
"... ."
Confronted with evidence, she clammed up.
'Fine, fine. Kind-hearted Ji-hyeok will endure!'
I paced around with her on my back.
Taking half-steps to bounce her, I even made the sounds I'd done for Eum-a.
"Dong-ki-dong-ki-dong-ki."
"...What the hell?"
"You said exactly like for Eum-a. Dong-ki-dong-ki-dong-ki."
"... ."
Mo Myo-mi wore a grumpy face.
Even fulfilling her exact demands, and she's still dissatisfied? What gives?
'Total pushover.'
Having heard her sad family story, I was in infinite magnanimity mode.
I'd execute her requests to the letter.
"To-sil-to-sil-to-sil."
I hummed the exact "to-sil-to-sil-to-sil" I'd done for Eum-a.
At this part, I'd groped Eum-a's butt, but that was girlfriend privileges.
Not with Mo Myo-mi, so I patted a bit higher—just above her tail instead.
And at that exact moment, Mo Myo-mi strangled my neck.