Chapter 23
Chapter 23
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 23
Chapter Title: Izakaya Intimacy
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“I really don’t remember anything.”
“I know. I don’t think you’re lying about that.”
“But from what I can gather, the me before I lost my memory was a real piece of work. I thought acting like that might solve the problem, that’s why I did it.”
“I’m glad it worked out well. You don’t have to explain it to me.”
“I was just worried I might have surprised you.”
“Why would I be surprised? It’s not the first or second time I’ve seen it.”
“...”
“Actually, seeing that side of you, oppa, made my heart flutter for the first time in a while.”
Ah...
I thought Jung Hye-na was all mine, body and soul.
Does she still long for the original Lee Chang-woo’s powerful, almost indistinguishable-from-arrogance demeanor more than the awkwardness of my former clueless virgin self?
That’s a little sad.
“But, oppa. I like the new you so much more.”
“Really?”
Suddenly, my mood lifted.
“This might sound a little strange, but ever since you lost your memory, I’ve been thinking it’s actually a relief. Am I terrible for that?”
“No, not at all. I also think it’s better that I lost my memories. I’m serious.”
“I like the kind you are now so much more. If I could, I’d open up my chest and show you just how much my feelings have grown since you changed. Ah, it’s so frustrating that I can’t.”
I know...
Your affection level for me is SS. I can see it perfectly clear right now.
“Oppa, I have a favor to ask... no, never mind. Please forget I said anything.”
“Tell me. You’ve made me curious.”
“No, really. Please just forget it.”
“You’re flinching and taking it back because you remembered how the old me would have been a total ass if you asked for a favor, saying something like, ‘How dare someone like you say such a thing?’ You think I don’t know?”
Jung Hye-na’s eyes trembled.
I might not know the hearts of women, but do you think I don’t know what an ass Lee Chang-woo was?
And if I know that, I can naturally deduce why you suddenly retracted your words.
You shouldn’t underestimate an INTP.
“Hurry up and tell me. I’m curious. I want to know.”
“I can’t. I can’t say it. I really can’t.”
“If you don’t, I’m going to have sex with you nonstop until you can’t do anything else in your daily life.”
“That sounds amazing, though?”
Ah, right.
That’s what an S-rank libido meant...
“Spit it out.”
“No. Absolutely not.”
No matter how much I coaxed and cajoled her, Jung Hye-na kept her lips sealed.
“Ah, whatever. I’ll just think what I want. I’ll just assume you were about to ask me not to treat you as coldly as I treated Hwang Ah-young if you were ever in her position, but then the old trauma kicked in and you clammed up.”
“...”
“What? Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Oppa, did you just take a trip inside my mind? How did you know so precisely...”
I just babbled something off the top of my head, and it was right?
Shit, have I used up all my luck for the rest of my life right now?
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ As Jung Hye-na suggested, we found an izakaya with private rooms and went inside.
“Even with me sitting in front of you, women will still hit on you, so we have to eat somewhere with as many partitions as possible.”
“Hey, that’s a bit of an exaggeration.”
“You only say that because you don’t have your memories.”
Wow, women would try to get his number even when he was eating alone with another woman?
Lee Chang-woo never ceases to amaze me.
Will the day ever come when I’m not surprised?
“As for you... no, you should be fine.”
“What man would dare to approach me when you’re right here, oppa?”
“That’s not what I meant. Men don’t usually approach women who are already taken. They know they’ll get a fist to the face.”
“Aha.”
From the moment we were being guided by the staff at the counter, I could feel them flinching.
I could also faintly hear them whispering.
“Wow, that guy is incredibly handsome. Seriously good-looking.”
“But doesn’t the woman look familiar?”
“Is she a celebrity?”
“Would a celebrity couple walk around so openly? Without even masks? They’re probably just regular people.”
We were shown to a two-person room.
I deliberately waited for Jung Hye-na to sit down first, then nonchalantly sat right next to her.
She was taken aback.
“Oppa?”
“Is it too cramped and uncomfortable? Should I move to the other side?”
“...No. This is nice.”
I sat by the entrance, and Jung Hye-na was on the inside.
I wrapped my left arm around her back and slipped my hand under her blouse.
I had already unhooked her bra, so I could easily cup her breast.
Although there was a window on the door, no one outside could see due to the angle.
“Oppa, if you do this, I...”
“What?”
“...I get excited.”
A moment later, the drinks and food we ordered arrived.
When the staff member came in, I casually moved my hand to her waist. Once they left, I went back to caressing her breast.
“Cheers.”
“Cheers.”
After chugging my beer, I looked at Jung Hye-na, who was grimacing, likely from the strong carbonation.
She looked so beautiful that I immediately pressed my lips against hers.
Jung Hye-na was slightly startled at first, but soon closed her eyes and responded to my kiss.
We didn’t talk.
We were engrossed in kissing, then drank some beer, then our lips met again, and then more beer.
My hand had already found its way inside her pencil skirt.
While sharing a deep, wet kiss, my fingers slipped beneath her panties and explored her Y-zone.
Beyond the clean mound of Venus, where not a single hair could be felt, I found her tightly closed entrance.
The entire area felt slightly swollen, as if the bruising from my dick’s abuse hadn’t subsided yet.
After a few strokes on her clitoris, I felt it swell up instantly.
Jung Hye-na flinched, her body trembling.
“Oppa...”
Her voice, calling out to me tearfully and desperately, was so lovely.
I moved my fingers further down and felt a wet liquid.
After teasing the area a few times, I slowly pushed my middle finger inside.
Wet, warm, and soft.
So this is why my dick went crazy, fighting not to come out. This is why it threw a tantrum, demanding to be put in quickly, skipping any foreplay.
I get it now.
My fully erect dick was screaming to be thrust inside right now.
Sorry, but you’ll have to wait.
I’m dying to stick it in too, but we came here to drink.
I teased the inside of her vagina a few times, and I felt a convulsion ripple from her uterus.
Even my formerly clueless virgin self could tell.
She came. She’d just come.
Jung Hye-na didn’t know what to do with her hands, fiddling with her beer glass as if she might break it.
With our lips still together, I whispered.
“Do you wax?”
“No. I just... don’t naturally grow hair there.”
“I like it.”
“You do? Hehe, I’m glad...”
While my left hand explored Jung Hye-na’s completely surrendered cunt, my right hand squeezed her breast.
“Oppa, our beer is...”
“Is beer the problem right now?”
“...”
“Should we go do it?”
“...Okay.”
The food was untouched.
At least we drank most of the beer, quenching our thirst between kisses.
We got up from our seats.
Jung Hye-na staggered and was about to fall, so I supported her.
But we were turned away from three consecutive motels because they had no rooms.
I installed a motel app and searched for rooms, but my god.
How could there not be a single empty room within walking distance?
Is this the power of a Friday night in Gangnam?
“I should have just kept drinking beer if I knew this would happen.”
“I know, right? How can there be no rooms at all?”
Jung Hye-na looked genuinely surprised.
Well, when would she have ever used a motel?
This was my first time looking for a motel in Seoul for the purpose of sex, too.
“Should we just go back and keep drinking? It’s a shame to go home when we’re all dressed up like this.”
“Okay, then. Should we go back to that place? The atmosphere was nice.”
“If we leave and come back, it’s like we’re advertising that we just had sex.”
“But we didn’t.”
“How would they know if we couldn’t because there were no rooms or if we finished quickly and came back? Let’s just go somewhere else.”
We looked for another pub.
We couldn’t find a suitable place with private rooms, so we settled for a decent beer house.
The hall was open, so we just sat facing each other, drinking beer, laughing, and talking.
If I sat next to her, I would definitely touch her, and I didn’t think I could hold back.
“I got a job at a cafe.”
“You, oppa?”
Jung Hye-na reacted with great surprise, then quickly realized and offered an apologetic, awkward smile.
“I’m sorry. I was just so surprised.”
“It’s fine. I get it. Anyway, I start on Monday, and it’s near your company. It’s 9 to 6, so we can go to work together, have dinner after, and come home together.”
“Just thinking about it makes my heart flutter. Can I visit you there later?”
“Of course, you can. But don’t act like you know me. It’s considered tacky to do that at work.”
“I know. I won’t act like I know you at all. I’ll just come to see your face and leave.”
“I work Monday to Friday, and they’re paying me a base of 5 million won plus 40% of the net profit. Isn’t that amazing?”
“Wow, that’s really amazing. But I think it’s probably still profitable for the shop.”
“They told me to just sit there like a totem, but I don’t plan on just sitting there doing nothing. I’ll be faithful to my role as a totem.”
Chicken and beer talk, with no sex or skinship.
But there was a unique pleasure in just sitting across from each other, clinking glasses, looking into each other’s eyes, and sharing a laugh.
An emotional bond was forming, different in nature from the bond that comes from sexual contact.
“I’m already worried.”
“You must be worried about starting work. You’ll do great.”
“No, I’m worried about how I’m going to survive when your period starts.”
“You can do it in my mouth.”
“The more I do that, the more my desire just builds up. For me, I need to do it down there to feel relief.”
“Ah.”