Chapter 271: Designated Request (4)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 271: Designated Request (4)
Knock, knock, knock!
At the sound of knocking, a shy voice came from within.
“J-Just a moment…!”
Soon, the sound of footsteps approached.
Click!
Through the crack of the open door, I could see Kim Eun-bi's beautifully made-up face.
A simple ponytail tied to look effortless, glossy pink lips, a short skirt that came up above her knees, and a white t-shirt.
The eye-catching fashion didn't clash with her bright and cheerful aura but enhanced it.
“Y-You're here…?”
“Yes, Nuna.”
As I answered with a smile, Kim Eun-bi hesitated, slowly opening the door wider.
Then, she asked cautiously.
“W-Would you like to come in…?”
“Of course.”
The moment she gave permission, I took a large stride forward and entered her room.
The room, unbelievably spacious for a single person, was decorated with all sorts of cute things.
As I looked around, she spoke to me.
“Th-There's not much to see, is there…? Hehe.”
Well… it didn't seem like there was anything special.
But then again, everyone's room is pretty much the same. What's there to be special about?
“It's nice.”
If I were to give my overall impression…
“I'd say it's a room that's just like you, Kim Eun-bi.”
She gave a bashful smile.
“That's… a compliment, right?”
“Saying it's 'like you' means it's cute, cheerful, and pretty… so yes, it's a compliment, right?”
“Aww, stop it.”
She playfully pouted, tapping my arm with her lightly clenched fists.
Her eyes, looking at me, were filled with nothing but affection.
There was none of the usual push-and-pull you'd expect between lovers or those on the verge of becoming one—only affection, and more affection.
It felt like if this affection deepened just a little more, she would do anything I wanted.
“Oh, right. Do you want some tea? I'll go get it right now…!”
I grabbed the wrist of the hastily departing girl and turned her around.
“It's okay. I'm not a big fan of tea.”
“Oh, then… should I get you something else? Just say the word! Soda, sports drinks, coffee…”
“Not any of those.”
“Then…?”
As she tilted her head in curiosity, I said something a bit more direct.
“Just stay here. Don't go anywhere.”
“E-Eheheh…”
Her face flushed rapidly as she let out a strange sound.
Her expression kept changing, as if she was so happy she didn't know what face to make.
Can a woman well over twenty really be this innocent?
“Here, sit.”
I casually dropped the formal speech, perching on the edge of the bed and patting the spot next to me.
“O-Okay…”
With a strained nod, she approached with hesitant steps and sat down gently beside me.
Even though the weather wasn't that hot yet, she was constantly fanning her face with her hand to cool her flushed cheeks.
“Ahaha, i-it's hot. Is it midsummer already…?”
“Not quite yet.”
“I-I see…”
An even more awkward atmosphere filled the room.
But awkward isn't necessarily a bad thing.
Right now, this is just the tempering stage before we take a deeper step.
“Nuna.”
“Yes…?”
“Can I put my arm around your shoulder?”
“O-Oh, okay…”
I rested my arm on the shoulder she so easily offered.
Our bodies were now even closer.
And the atmosphere had grown just as thick.
“Hee… hehe.”
A laugh she couldn't suppress escaped from Kim Eun-bi's lips as she ducked her head.
She's going to pass out at this rate.
Should I try it?
See just how far I can go before she passes out.
“Nuna, your face is really red.”
I said in a worried tone, gently stroking and caressing her cheek with my other hand.
“Heek…!”
Kim Eun-bi flinched, startled.
“You're not sick, are you?”
“N-No! I'm n-not sick… It's just… just…”
“Just?”
“I-I'm just embarrassed. Do-jin, you're the first man to ever be in my room…”
The word "first" is always sweet.
Especially when you hear it from a woman.
Whether you're a man or a woman.
A first is something you never forget; it gets carved deep into your heart.
“Nuna.”
“Yes…?”
“It's been a while since we've been alone like this. Is there anything you're curious about? Or anything you want to say?”
“U-Uhm… well.”
Kim Eun-bi hesitated, tapping her index fingers together on her lap.
It looked like there was something she wanted to say.
“D-Do-jin… what's your type? What kind of girl do you like…?”
I wondered what she was so desperate to ask, and it was just that?
No… for Kim Eun-bi, it's not 'just that,' is it.
Her eager eyes showed her determination to perfectly embody whatever female ideal I described.
“Hmm… let's see.”
Now's the time to just list off what I want from Kim Eun-bi, right?
“First, I'd like her to be bright and cheerful normally.”
Her smile widened, as if she'd realized I was talking about her.
“And someone who acts like she'd do anything for the person she loves. A devoted person who tries to grant my every wish, no matter what.”
That way, she'll be the foundation that lets me get away with having other women without any trouble.
It wouldn't be too difficult for her.
In fact, if her affection just deepens from where it is now, she'll try to give me everything I want.
“And lastly, someone who only gets lewd in front of me.”
To be honest, this is the most important part.
I don't think I can be with a woman who isn't lewd anymore.
She asked me with a teary-looking expression.
“What does it mean… to get lewd…?”
Ah.
Was that a little too difficult for our innocent Eun-bi?
In that case, I have no choice but to give her an example.
“For example… a woman who, when we're alone like this, would suck my dick if I asked her to.”
“Hic!”
“Oops.”
The moment I finished speaking, Kim Eun-bi's eyes went wide and she started hiccuping.
Was the example too intense?
I was a bit worried, but it was necessary.
Her innocence, unbecoming of her age, is incredibly attractive, but at the same time, it's frustrating.
I have to hit the gas like this once in a while to get things moving quickly.
“Are you okay?”
As I gently rubbed her back, she tapped her chest with her small, delicate hands.
It seemed she was in quite a bit of distress.
“Sorry. I guess you were shocked because I gave too extreme of an example.”
“N-No… hic! It's okay, hic!”
“Let's calm your breathing. Inhale, exhale… that's right.”
Just like when Seo-yeon had the hiccups, I rubbed her back and guided her breathing.
“Haaah… hic… whooo.”
As time passed, Eun-bi gradually calmed down.
Half-cradled in my arms with her head buried in my chest, she spoke cautiously.
“I-If I do that… can I be your girlfriend…?”
Huh.
I didn't expect this.
“Do what? What are you talking about…?”
“W-Well… the thing you said just now.”
Seeing her speak in broken sentences with a flushed face made me feel mischievous.
“We've talked about a lot of things, so I'm not sure what you mean…?”
“Ah, really… you can be so mean sometimes.”
“So you don't like it?”
“…Nooo.”
She shook her head, pouting.
Then, after taking a deep breath in and out.
“So… i-if I suck your penis… can I be your girlfriend…?”
This is a first.
A woman asking me such a pure question.
I felt a faint sense of guilt for staining such a woman with my colors.
“It might be possible…?”
I fanned the flames of her motivation.
I'm such a piece of trash…!
* * *
In the middle of the training ground, Kim Jeong-hun stood, wildly swinging the sword in his hand.
Horizontally, or vertically.
Fwhoosh-!
Every time he swung the sword, a sharp sound cut through the air, as if tearing it to shreds.
'889… 890…!'
He diligently repeated the training just as Kim Do-jin had instructed.
Of course, he himself would never think of it that way.
'That damn bastard.'
Fwhoosh!
“Fucking…!”
Whack!
“Bastard!”
He was just venting his anger, picturing Kim Do-jin's face in his mind.
That's what he thought.
And there was one more reason he had to keep moving like this.
'Nothing's happening, right?'
Because Kim Do-jin had simply tossed him the training assignment and then gone to his sister's room.
Ominous thoughts kept rearing their heads.
It was unlikely, but what if his sister fell for that bastard's tricks?
The bad thoughts painted a vivid picture in his mind, and to shake them off, he swung his sword again and again.
Trying his best to keep stray thoughts at bay.
But that was over now.
“1000…!”
Because he had completed the training assignment given to him by Kim Do-jin.
“Phuhaaa!”
Exhausted, Kim Jeong-hun let out a breath and collapsed onto the training ground floor.
As his body grew weary, the phantoms in his mind became even more concrete, shimmering before his eyes.
That was what kept Kim Jeong-hun from resting.
“I have to… get that bastard out of here.”
With the thousandth swing, the tutoring session was also over.
In other words, that bastard had no reason to stay here any longer.
Tossing aside the sword in his hand, he immediately left the training ground.
He struggled up the stairs on trembling legs.
“Good work, Young Master.”
Ignoring even the polite greeting from Butler Park, he went straight through the living room and headed for the second floor.
His heart pounded harder and harder as he neared his sister's room.
“Pant, pant…!”
Was it from exhaustion, or from the anxiety filling his chest?
He reached his sister's room, panting heavily.
He had intended to knock immediately, shatter whatever atmosphere the two of them had created, and kick that detestable Kim Do-jin right out of the house, but…
'The door… is open?'
His slightly lowered gaze caught the faint crack of the slightly ajar door.
Beyond it, he could see inside his sister's room.
A room decorated with cute things, filled with a fragrant scent that made his nostrils flare—unlike his own room.
The two's conversation drifted in fragments to his now highly sensitive ears.
“Like this… is it righ…?”
“That's right. You're doing well… just keep going like that…”
The whispered words, with missing syllables and phrases, amplified his curiosity.
What are my sister and Kim Do-jin doing in there?
An unbearable, intense curiosity guided his hand.
As he slowly pushed the lightly held doorknob, the scene inside the room was gradually revealed.
Finally, he saw the bed at the back of the room, and the two figures.
Kim Do-jin was sitting on the edge of the bed with his legs spread.
And.
“Heup… slurp… does this feel goo…?”
The moment he saw the back of his sister, kneeling on the floor between his legs, her head moving diligently.
Thump!
With that sound, his heart plummeted.