Chapter 16
Choi Yujin-senpai seemed utterly unfazed even if guys touched her body while she slept, but the other girls found it creepy and all huddled under their blankets.
After that, they lay there chatting about this and that. Since no one could sleep anyway, the conversation ranged from mysterious tales to horror movies and legends from foreign lands—gossip of every stripe.
At one point, the talk trailed off into silence. That's when Eun-ah-senpai, who was lying face-down with her chest pressed against her pillow, spoke to Choi Yujin-senpai right beside her.
"What happened with that guy earlier?"
"Oh, him? I went down to the underground cocktail bar for a drink. But that dude was hilarious."
"What'd he say?"
"He thought he'd score with me right away if he made a move. Invited me back to his room. So I just bounced."
Everyone listened quietly. No wonder the guy looked so slick—he'd actually propositioned Choi Yujin-senpai, of all people, for a one-night stand. It was unimaginable for the herbivore guys who never got any play from girls.
What kind of confidence let you hit on the campus queen and suggest heading straight to your room? For timid herbivores without that courage, it'd always be impossible.
Han Yaseong couldn't even dream of it. Even mustering max courage on a date, he'd hold hands at best—never suggest sleeping together. That was for the kingkas living in another world.
The girls, except Jang Eun-ah, admired both the kingka who'd made the bold offer and Choi Yujin-senpai for shutting him down. They might've gone along with it themselves. The guy was celebrity-level hot, after all.
Getting hit on by a stud like that was every ordinary girl's dream. A normal woman would've been thrilled and followed him, heart pounding. Rejection probably would've been tough.
But Choi Yujin-senpai had crushed that dream for all the average girls.
"He probably snagged some other girl and took her straight back. Guys like that can't sleep without a woman here."
What a bombshell. It plunged the herbivore guys—who got excited just sharing a room with girls—into despair.
Compared to that kingka, they felt pathetic. He's probably spending a hot night with some hot chick he easily reeled in, and here we are. You could see the sad eyes of those herbivore creatures.
Han Yaseong felt a lump in his throat too. He kept getting hard but couldn't do anything about it. Lately, it had gotten worse. Or maybe being surrounded by girls was amplifying it.
There was this flesh scent wafting from them. Fresh yet seductive, the smell of women's skin was firing him up even more.
This was his first time being so close to girls. He'd never had the chance to smell a woman's natural aroma before, but these past few days, it was constant—and his libido was through the roof.
Plus, he was catching these intimate whiffs. Maybe from crossing worlds, his sense of smell had sharpened; he swore he could faintly detect pussy or ass scents from the girls.
It was lethal. That smell alone made his dick spring to full attention.
He wasn't gonna last without jerking off first.
Women's bodies had this mysterious allure.
Past midnight, they turned off the lights and settled in to sleep. Choi Yujin-senpai, still tipsy, suggested hitting up local food spots tomorrow. Everyone agreed and closed their eyes.
Han Yaseong couldn't sleep with his persistent erection. He waited for them to doze off so he could slip back to the guys' room and handle it in the bathroom.
An eternally long thirty minutes dragged by. Most were breathing steadily, asleep.
Han Yaseong waited a bit more, then quietly got up. It hurt so bad, fully swollen. He needed to deal with it ASAP.
He left the girls' room, entered the guys', and headed straight to the bathroom. Pulling down his shorts and underwear, it sprang out like a coiled spring. Crossing worlds had made it harder than ever.
Han Yaseong sighed, gripped it with his right hand, and started stroking. Just going at it mechanically was no fun—he needed to fantasize.
Sure enough, Choi Yujin-senpai appeared in his mind, smiling. Imagining her sucking it sent him surging toward climax fast.
Pretty girls all starred in guys' jerk-off fantasies at least once. They had no idea, of course. If they knew how sluttily they got fucked in men's imaginations, how would they feel? Ignorance is bliss.
"Hoo, hoo..."
Han Yaseong kept his eyes shut, pumping his hand back and forth. In his fantasy, Choi Yujin-senpai shoved her bare ass in his face—no panties, so her vertical slit and cute asshole were on full display.
Just picturing it pushed him to the edge. His hand sped up. Panicking as orgasm hit, he grabbed tissue and wrapped the head.
"Ngh..."
Cum gushed relentlessly from his urethra. Maybe 'cause it had been days, there was more than usual.
Once he finished, his strength drained away.
"Haa..."
Exhausted, Han Yaseong sat on the toilet. Staring at the reddened, twitching thing, he felt pathetic. This should've been inside a woman, not always relying on his hand.
A bit depressing as a guy. But without a girlfriend, what choice did he have? He didn't want to pay pros either.
In the end, he was stuck in limbo. Too guarded to fit anywhere.
Whoosh... He turned on the shower to rinse it off. Jerking once had eased his lust a lot. It still bobbed half-hard, and he felt a twinge of pity. Probably never getting pussy in this lifetime.
Its ultimate purpose—sliding into a woman's hole and creaming her insides—would never happen with him.
Suddenly, he burst out laughing.
"Why'd you have to grow on me, huh?"
Stuck on him, it couldn't even window-shop pussy. Han Yaseong gave a wry smile, shook his head, dried it with a towel, pulled up his shorts and underwear, and left the bathroom.
Worried about cum smell, he skipped the girls' room and hit the balcony for some air instead.
It was dark night, but the pool area still buzzed with partiers. Guys and girls mingling over drinks.
Han Yaseong watched a bit, then gazed at the mountain ahead, shrouded in darkness. It reminded him of that world's forests.
No matter how nice this world's nature was, it paled next to that one. Here, the earth, tree, and forest smells were faint. There, they hit hard. Phytoncides, right?
That's why he felt his body improving. Back in Seoul, he'd spend weeks there again.
Time to prep for crossing the forest. A year of prep meant it was go-time.
Han Yaseong lingered on the balcony till drowsiness hit, then returned to the girls' room.
Next morning, the Mystery Club crew splashed around a couple hours before heading out for lunch and a food crawl.
They hit famous spots, sampling all sorts of delicious eats. Han Yaseong felt like a rich guy.
Not anyone could food-tour like this. Only loaded folks.
Sure enough, Choi Yujin-senpai and Eun-ah-senpai footed the bills—they had money.
Eun-ah-senpai wasn't a big spender usually, but Choi Yujin-senpai's influence was rubbing off.
The group scarfed free gourmet without spending a dime. Still, mooching off third-year seniors felt awkward, especially for the guys.
The two third-year guys especially. "If I win the lotto later, I'll treat you all to an overseas trip."
Too much freeloading off the girls bruised their male pride, it seemed. But Choi Yujin-senpai shot back.
"Don't cry about army sucking when you go."
It doubled as a send-off before their enlistment.
"Guys always end up in the army—kinda lonely. You going soon too?"
Choi Yujin-senpai eyed the second-year guy.
"Yeah. After this semester, winter."
"Gonna be empty once you're all gone. Just the first-year babies left in the club."
She glanced at Han Yaseong and the other two freshmen.