Manager App - Chapter 59: Golden Age

"That's a first in my life—being called a pushover."

I grumbled pointlessly and took a sip of my tea. Seoyeon tilted her head slightly, leaning her body toward me.

"Are you sulking?"

"Not really."

"Aw, you totally look sulked up."

She poked my side with her index finger as she said it. I couldn't help but burst out laughing and opened my mouth.

"If I am, will you make it better?"

"How do I do that?"

She asked back in a rather mischievous tone. It was completely like she was teasing me.

"That's for you to figure out, sis."

At my words, Seoyeon pondered for a moment before setting her teacup down on the table across from her. Then, looking me straight in the eye, she thrust her chest toward me like she was offering it up.

"Wanna touch my boobs?"

"Huh...?"

Stunned by her words, I looked at her, and Seoyeon replied with a triumphant expression.

"Guys like this stuff, right? I saw it on the internet."

It was definitely one of those phrases that had blown up online at one point. I'd seen it a few times myself. But could you really say something like that so casually?

I made a slightly flustered face and opened my mouth.

"B-but..."

"Don't make excuses—just decide already. This is embarrassing for me too."

She shrugged her shoulders as she spoke. There was something imperiously cute about her attitude, I don't know how to describe it. I tried to calm my pounding heart and looked at her. Her flushed cheeks and moist eyes made my chest flutter just watching. And those slightly pursed lips... they were a deep pink and looked utterly ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠tempting.

I-is this my chance?

Thinking about it, this was a fully laid-out feast. Seoyeon was basically urging me to dig in quick. All I had to do was pick up the spoon and taste it.

...People really should try living kindly sometimes!

I cheered internally and reached out my hand. The soft sensation of her breast touched my fingertips, and ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠unlike in the Training Room, there was a fresh, innocent feel to it. Plus, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠this time she was offering herself up willingly.

"Eut...!"

As I gripped Seoyeon's breast with my hand, the soft fabric and her ample mound enveloped my fingers one by one. It was incredibly soft and huge. And her little moan, like she was embarrassed, cranked my excitement way up.

"...W-wait... Don't grab so hard. Ah!"

She said that, but every time I squeezed, Seoyeon made a face like she couldn't hold back, her lips working over and over. Her eyes darted around, unable to settle, like they were begging me, Do something about it.

"Haah... D-does it feel that good?"

Suddenly, Seoyeon looked at me and asked. I gave an awkward smile in response. Of course, I didn't let go of her breast even then. I kept kneading it subtly, teasing her.

"Honestly, I'm not that into huge boobs... but yours are amazing, sis."

"...!"

As I leaned toward her, Seoyeon's entire face flushed bright red. She stammered for a bit before shoving me away and yelling.

"...B-bathroom! I need the bathroom!"

With that cry, she bolted off the sofa like she was fleeing, her footsteps pattering as she rushed into the bathroom. I let out a wry chuckle at the sight, savoring the lingering feel of her breast in my palm by clenching and unclenching my hand a few times before setting my teacup down on the table with my left hand.

Feels good...

A smile crept onto my lips unbidden.

...How long has it been since I felt like this?

The fact that my romantic cells were still alive and kicking made me want to whoop in joy. But that lasted only a moment—I snapped back to reality. I needed to make this clear if I wanted to advance our relationship more solidly.

Like, into lovers, for example.

Just imagining dating Seoyeon made my heart pound.

...Who could've guessed we'd end up like this?

Who would have thought? Worst meeting, worst situation, worst compatibility. Yet here we were, having overcome it all. Sure, I'd intended some of it, but not to this extent. I would've been satisfied just clearing up the suspicions. But if Seoyeon was coming on this strong... there was no reason to turn her down. Especially not a beauty like her—I'd welcome it with open arms.

Clunk.

Lost in thought like that, the bathroom door opened. Seoyeon emerged, still flushed but seeming to have shaken off some embarrassment, walking up to me with her usual demeanor.

"I-I'll drive you back."

"Huh?"

"You need to get back to the hospital, right? It's late—I'll give you a ride."

She grabbed her car keys as she said it. I could only make a baffled face. She'd been on the offensive just moments ago, and now she was switching to full defense? Did she really mean that offer just to cheer me up? No way.

Push and pull!

Yeah, that made sense. As expected of an older woman... even if it was just two years' difference, she had some real experience.

"Sis."

"Yeah?"

I called out to her, stood up, and strode over. Pinning her against the wall, I gripped her trembling shoulders firmly.

"I like you."

"Wha? Wh-what are you talking about! L-like?! W-we've only known each other for like four days...!"

She turned her head away as she spoke. I reached out, turned it back toward me, and brought my lips close. Her lips were defenselessly stolen by mine.

"Haah, mm...!"

A sweet, sugary voice leaked out. Her sticky lips clung so sweetly... I wanted to suck and nibble them over and over, toy with them endlessly.

"...Eut, haang."

After kissing her a few times, I slowly pulled back. Her eyelids fluttered open, revealing those sparkling black pearls beneath. They shone so beautifully.

"Time we've known each other doesn't matter."

"B-but... we should take it slow, calmly..."

"And you're the one who tempted me first."

"Heup!"

I leaned in again, conquering her lips. She put up no real resistance to my invasion, falling one after another. She surrendered so powerlessly that when I slipped my tongue through her half-open lips, she froze, letting me ravage every corner of her mouth.

"...Mmng, eut. Haah, ah! Haa...!"

After toying with her mouth repeatedly, I slowly pulled away again. Seoyeon panted heavily, her body shivering. But soon enough, she seemed to regain her composure and spoke.

"I-I just wanted to get closer to you...!"

"Then let's get closer."

With that, I bent down and scooped her up into a princess carry.

"Ack!"

Caught off guard in an instant, she yelped in surprise, flailing her limbs. It was kinda funny, so I chuckled softly and asked.

"Where's the bedroom?"

"W-wait! Put me down!"

"Shall we check over there first?"

I headed toward the first room that caught my eye. Opening the door, I saw clothes hanging everywhere. Looked like a walk-in closet.

"...Not this one. Guess it's the other."

I closed the door and moved to the next room. Seoyeon pounded on my chest with both hands, trying to escape my arms. But her punches felt like cotton swabs—ticklish at best.

"Y-you're really the injured guy, right?"

"Yup."

I answered nonchalantly, opened the door, and stepped in. A neatly kept woman's room came into view. Especially eye-catching was the family photo on the vanity. She had a cool, aloof vibe, but surprisingly family-oriented.

I chuckled softly and strode to the bed, laying Seoyeon down.