Chapter 26
Chapter 26
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 26
Chapter Title: Our Everyday Life
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#95
After that long, long Saturday.
Our daily routine didn't look all that different on the surface.
We went to school together, sat through classes together, and headed home together when the school day ended.
It was just that what used to be spending more than half the day together had now become nearly the entire day.
"Jun-woo-ya, is there anything you don't get?"
Now, the difference was that we spent pretty much the whole day together.
With my current grades, getting into the same college as Han Seo-ah would require me to study my ass off from here on out—or maybe it wouldn't be enough.
So before midterms, I told her I'd study alone in my room after school.
"Can't we do it together?"
She tilted her head, asking why I'd study alone when she was right there.
Honestly.
There was no way in hell I could focus on studying with Han Seo-ah sitting next to me in my room. Not even a tiny bit. Not even thiiiis much.
—I'm not impotent or anything.
Even if I stared straight ahead at my workbook, her overwhelming presence would creep into the corner of my vision.
Just as I was about to tell her—sorry, but no—even though it pained me,
"No... reason we can't, right? Uh, yeah. Of course."
It was like she'd anticipated I'd say no.
The moment I saw her looking up at me with those pleading, sparkling eyes, my mouth was already moving on its own.
The instant she heard my answer, her face lit up with a bright "Kyaa!" like nothing had happened, and I couldn't help but chuckle.
But as always, if you're happy, that's what matters.
After that, we spent time together in my room under the guise of studying until we fell asleep. Before I knew it, we were together all day—except when our eyes were closed.
—We're not sleeping together, but this is basically cohabitation, isn't it?
That was the extent of it.
Han Seo-ah was woven into every part of my daily life.
I once read somewhere that the advantage of marriage or cohabitation is not having to send your lover home, and the disadvantage is that your lover doesn't go home.
Now that I thought about it, why the hell is that a disadvantage?
When our eyes met as she stretched during a study break, she'd flash a beaming smile.
When I felt her glancing at me and quietly offered my hand, she'd happily fiddle with my fingers.
She'd stay quiet so she wouldn't distract me from studying, but when I spoke to her, she'd greet me like an excited puppy wagging its tail.
She kept tugging at my heartstrings without a moment's rest.
At some point, I started feeling wistful every time she went home.
And even that was because, whenever studying got exhausting, she'd roll around on my bed like she was marking her territory.
Her sweet scent lingered so strongly that I couldn't tell if it was my bed or hers anymore.
Lying there felt just like having her right beside me.
—No escaping this.
I laughed, realizing just how deeply I'd fallen for Han Seo-ah. Way too deep.
No exit in sight.
#96
One day, with midterms fast approaching, Han Seo-ah suddenly asked out of curiosity.
"Jun-woo-ya, do you work out after I go home?"
—Of course.
Not only was it embarrassing to pant and sweat like a pig in front of her,
but even though it'd only been two weeks, I wanted to show off my pumped-up muscles as much as possible.
"Yeah."
When I answered firmly,
"Can't you show me just once?"
She clasped her hands behind her back and swayed cutely, acting all adorable.
I nearly caved instantly and dropped into push-up position, but I held back with superhuman willpower.
"No—"
Just as I was about to firmly say no again.
Squish—something marshmallow-soft, but way too big to be a marshmallow, pressed against my arm.
"For real?"
"Seventy-nine...!!!!"
[Han Seo-ah's arm hook had an incredible effect!]
By the time I snapped out of it, I was doing push-ups like a madman.
"Whoa..."
Next to me, sweating bullets and on the verge of death, she poked and prodded my body here and there with her fingers, going "Whoa..." and "Ooh...", her face full of fascination and delight.
At first, it felt rewarding—like my workouts had paid off.
"Hng..."
—It's lewd.
But then her fingers weren't the only thing; she started subtly groping and stroking me, giving off a naughty vibe...
Throb.
...Not just a feeling, huh.
"..."
"..."
"Th-that... is that part for working out too?"
—I want to die.
That was all I could say to Han Seo-ah, who was blushing as she asked.
"......Working out raises male hormone levels."
Even though she promised not to touch me mid-workout after I declared I'd never show her again,
the next workout, and the one after that—lawless Han Seo-ah never kept her promise.
#97
The day the exam loomed right around the corner.
After barely finishing my workout while enduring Han Seo-ah's now-routine touches, I microwaved some chicken breast.
She seemed satisfied today too, grinning from ear to ear, but as she watched me grimace and eat the chicken breast beside her, she suddenly asked curiously.
"Jun-woo-ya, is it really that bad?"
She looked at me like, "It's still chicken, though?"
"...Wanna try a bite?"
...Who do you think I'm eating this for?
Of course, she never actually told me to eat it.
Still.
This definitely wasn't payback like "You try it too."
You were curious first, right? Yeah, totally.
I comforted myself like that and picked out a big chunk of chicken breast to hand to her.
Can't give Han Seo-ah something small, right? Yeah, totally.
"Say ahh."
Unlike usual, when I went to feed her with an "ahh," her cheeks flushed in surprise.
...Not because I thought you'd run away without eating it.
Hiding my inner thoughts, I smiled and urged her to eat quickly with another "ahh." She shyly parted her lips toward me with a small "ahh."
...Lewd.
Her neat row of pearly white teeth, her soft pink tongue waiting patiently, all framed by those moist, glistening lips.
For a split second, it wasn't the chicken breast I wanted to—
Smack—!
"Kyaa! What the heck, Jun-woo-ya?!"
"...Just waking myself up."
It hurt so much...
In this miraculous bad trade where trying to feed her chicken led only to pain,
after averting my eyes and giving her a bite, she chewed for a moment.
After that, she never asked for chicken breast again.
#98
Finally, the first day of midterms arrived.
I'd been eager for it for other reasons, but it was also true I'd studied harder than usual.
So I had high hopes all around.
After exchanging "Fighting!" smiles with Han Seo-ah,
I sat down and opened my workbook for last-minute review when two shadows fell over it.
"I hate them just from their shadows."
"This Lee Jun-woo bastard hasn't even opened his mouth, but he's got a talent for pissing me off."
"Incoming dog vibes make the outgoing ones dog vibes too?"
As usual, we exchanged warm greetings (we didn't), and Kim Seung-hyun got straight to the point.
"So, where'd you decide to go?"
"West Sea area. Already scoped out everything around there."
"Ooh, getting serious. Booked the lodging too?"
"Obviously. Dude, if you don't book trips early, you miss out on the good spots."
Thinking it was helpful info as their senior (even if Han Seo-ah did the booking), I shared it,
"Like we care, you little shit..."
"Thanks a loooot for telling us..."
The two glared at me like they wanted to kill me, making me flinch for a second.
"Hey, it'll come in handy for you guys someday..."
"Look at this smug happy bastard. Makes me wanna end him right there."
"Check out that shit-eating grin..."
They started beating me like words wouldn't cut it anymore, and as I took it smiling, Park Jae-hwan suddenly piped up like he'd just remembered.
"Hey, so how many rooms'd you book?"
"Obviously two, ri—?"
Kim Seung-hyun started like it was obvious, then paused mid-sentence, eyeing me suspiciously.
"Obviously... two rooms, you idiots. What're you even thinking?"
I added "We're still high school seniors!" while hiding my cold sweat and forcing a grin. Only then did they buy it with a "Yeah, true" and drop their suspicions.
—If they found out, I'm screwed...!
If I admitted it was one room, one bed with Han Seo-ah, I couldn't handle the fallout.
Relieved they hadn't caught on, I sighed inwardly when I felt Park Jae-hwan slip something into my pocket.
"...What's this?"
"Keep it. You never know."
Kim Seung-hyun nodded like it was solid advice.
"Be grateful to us, Lee Jun-woo."
Wondering what it could be, I reached into my pocket and felt something squishy.
What the? I pulled it out and—
"0.1mm... You fucking bastards...!"
"Hey, you might actually need it!"
"You'll regret it later if you don't have any, asshole!"
Fearful someone might see, I shoved it back in and punched the two in front, who protested like they were wronged.
"Ha... Whatever. Where'd you even get this?"
"Ways exist, man. That one's super soft."
"...? How the hell do you know, Jae-hwan hyung?"
"......Don't ask."
...No way he tried it solo.
I couldn't bring myself to ask the truth from Park Jae-hwan's heartbreaking expression and swallowed my question.
They probably gave it as a joke,
but after thinking it over, it might actually come in handy. So I quietly tucked it deep into my pocket.