Chapter 34
Chapter 34
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 34
Chapter Title: The Blonde Delinquent Shows Her True Possessiveness (2)
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Geum Tae-yeon and I headed out for dinner. Even on the way there, she couldn't keep her hands off me.
She wrapped her arm around my lower back and kneaded my ass.
"Look over here, baby."
"What the hell. What the actual hell."
People passing by on the bustling street glanced at us once or twice. Their gazes lingered quite a bit.
Juyeon-woo couldn't bring himself to lift his head. He seemed to feel embarrassed.
'I'm not bothered at all, though.'
I'd prefer if she groped my dick instead of my ass. But I couldn't say that first, so I just meekly went along with it.
"Why? Embarrassed?"
Geum Tae-yeon whispered right up against my side. It wasn't quite a whisper in my ear—it was more like she was talking just loud enough that it might or might not carry.
Even if the gender roles were reversed, physiques weren't all that different from the original world. That's why she had to look up at me.
'If only I were a bit taller.'
If I stretched out my arm, the picture would change. It'd be Geum Tae-yeon clinging to me instead.
But right now, I couldn't make that happen.
I walked stiffly, staring straight ahead, while Geum Tae-yeon shamelessly groped me as she hugged me tight.
"Lift your head. If you don't, I'll do something even worse."
"……."
What could "even worse" mean here? I was curious. Part of me wanted to defy her and keep my head down just to see.
"Fine. I'm not even forcing you, but if you keep your head down, it makes me feel weird. Like I'm the bad bitch here."
Geum Tae-yeon boldly spouted lines that would leave Juyeon-woo speechless if he heard them, all while quickening her pace.
She groped my ass like she was showing off to everyone around us. The way to the restaurant she'd reserved felt like a thousand miles.
"Your dick's getting a little hard, huh?"
The front of my pants bulged a bit, making my stride awkward.
Geum Tae-yeon noticed the change immediately. Her experience as the Blonde Delinquent wasn't all talk, apparently.
"Want sis to take care of it for you?"
"…No thanks."
"Alright then. You'll do it later anyway. Save it up for that."
Geum Tae-yeon licked her lips and tightened her grip on my arm. She was practically dragging me along as I waddled awkwardly.
"That guy's acting weird."
"Look at his pants. It's bulging."
"Right here? Ew, kids these days are no joke…."
My sharp senses picked up every word from the people around us.
Like killing a frog with a stone tossed without a thought—even casual comments from passersby wounded poor Juyeon-woo.
"Let's head in."
Geum Tae-yeon led me into the omakase restaurant she'd reserved.
"This place must be pricey…."
In the original world, maybe not. But at a cadet's allowance level? Tough. Honestly, it felt burdensome.
Spending tens of thousands on food smaller than my dick felt like a waste, too.
Geum Tae-yeon shot me a look and smirked. I could hear her click her tongue.
"Tch, you think I'm gonna ask you for money or something?"
"……."
"I don't ask guys for cash. I just tell 'em to get their dicks hard, and they do."
She said she'd cover the bill, so all I had to do was eat—showing a surprisingly girly side(?).
'Balls intact…!'
I didn't have to lift a finger; everything was handled. Geum Tae-yeon took care of it all.
With Han-seol, I'd had to handle things myself, which was a hassle. But not with Geum Tae-yeon—it was convenient.
'Just fuck her, and that's it.'
I didn't want to compare Geum Tae-yeon and Han-seol. But I was doing it anyway.
Compared to Geum Tae-yeon, Han-seol fell short in every way. Personality, skills, sex—everything was pathetic.
If it weren't for the childhood friend setup and our history together?
Would Juyeon-woo have any reason to meet Han-seol?
Harsh as it was for Han-seol, any guy—given a hundred chances—would pick Geum Tae-yeon every time.
A few alpha females devouring the vast majority of males. That's reality.
Experiencing it from the receiving end left a bitter taste. Their choices were inevitable.
'No wonder our ancestors suppressed women's freedom.'
Geum Tae-yeon stared at me intently and asked.
"What're you thinking so hard about? First time at a place like this?"
"…Yeah. First time."
It was Juyeon-woo's first time. Not mine.
"Really? Your first time with me too? Everything's a first, huh."
"……."
Even the great Geum Tae-yeon was watching her step. It was surprising to see her mind her manners in a fancy omakase spot.
Then, someone approached and spoke to Geum Tae-yeon.
"Back again?"
"Sis."
"You… how many guys are you gonna bring? The staff are starting to recognize you now."
Geum Tae-yeon called her "sis." They seemed close, acting familiar with each other.
I lifted my head to check out the voice's owner. Then, a familiar sound brushed my ear.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Personality settings of the male heroine Juyeon-woo from the manga Mistaking Sister's Boyfriend for My Husband that you possessed ─ Obedient, introverted, shy, extremely vulnerable to threats, and the world's top-tier pussy, etc...] It looked like standard NTR manga info at first. But on closer inspection, there was one difference.
The keyword "obedient" in the personality settings.
'Sis—must be Geum Tae-yeon's sister.'
Geum Tae-yeon was the Blonde Delinquent archetype. A delinquent who fucked every guy cadet she could get her hands on at the academy.
No tanning, so not quite a "golden tan blonde delinquent."
'…This one's the real golden Tae.'
They looked like carbon copies of each other, but Geum Tae-yeon's sister had healthy, tanned bronze skin. The sisters differed only in skin tone.
'But she's married.'
The NTR manga title and the ring on her ring finger. Plenty of clues.
"Sigh."
I checked her name tag on her chest. Geum Tae-hee.
"Grow up already."
"I'm in my prime! You did it too, sis—so why pick on me?"
Geum Tae-hee patted Geum Tae-yeon's shoulder with a sigh. Her eyes screamed pity for her sister who went around fucking guys.
Geum Tae-yeon shot back. No intent to fuck, she just dragged up Geum Tae-hee's past.
'Even the mature-seeming Geum Tae-yeon is just a little sister in front of her sis.'
Felt like I'd learned something new about Geum Tae-yeon.
Geum Tae-hee didn't drag it out. She already knew words wouldn't work.
"Just eat quietly and go."
Now I noticed her outfit. Geum Tae-hee was wearing a familiar chef's uniform. She must be the chef at this omakase restaurant.
The food came out quick. Maybe because I was with the chef's little sister, but the service felt extra good. A genuinely satisfying meal.
Or at least, that's what I thought. Who knows what the body thought.
We headed straight to a love hotel after filling up. This world had more love hotels than motels.
Wonder what the difference was.
Geum Tae-yeon dragged me into the love hotel room like baggage. The lighting felt dimly erotic, tiring my eyes.
"Go wash up."
"……."
"Wanna wash together then?"
Geum Tae-yeon said it from where she sat on the bed. Hurry up or she'd join me—a threat that wasn't quite a threat.
'Doesn't matter to me.'
But the body moved on its own. Shared showers weren't unlocked yet, apparently.
Probably possible after more time passed.
I washed quick. No reason to take long. Brush teeth, clean dick. That was plenty.
I came out wrapped in a robe.
"Damn, you washed fast. You're excited too, huh?"
"…That's not it."
Geum Tae-yeon smirked and stood. Then she brushed past me into the bathroom. Water sounds followed soon after.
I sent a message first. To Juyeon-hee only—letting her know I might be late, and to pass it on if Aunt asked.
I replied to Han-seol too. Said I wasn't going home but acted like I was, pretending to be sick.
— [Me] Think I gotta take my meds and sleep ㅠ It was only 8 PM. No way it looked like bedtime.
My own tough measure to cut off Han-seol's KakaoTalk barrage.
— [Han-seol] Get some good rest ㅠㅠ Han-seol stopped messaging too. Good thing she wasn't crazy enough to bug someone supposedly sleeping.
After handling potential issues, Geum Tae-yeon emerged from the bath. She didn't bother covering up with a robe, proudly showing off her figure.
Han-seol's scrawny body, Aunt's subtly aged one, Eum Ji-hye's totally unmanaged one.
Comparing her to them would be an insult—Geum Tae-yeon had a killer body.
"What're you staring at so hard?"
"……."
I hurriedly turned my head away. An instinctive move to pique her interest.
A smile tugged at Geum Tae-yeon's lips. She seemed to like my reaction.
She sauntered over, swaying her wide hips.
"Pull out your dick."
I tied my robe tighter instead.
"Ohh, you want me to undress you?"
Geum Tae-yeon pried my hands away with force. Then she easily untied the robe's sash.
She pulled it open, and my erect dick sprang up, asserting its presence.
"Sis bought you dinner. So you gotta cum for sis. Fair trade, right?"
Geum Tae-yeon's hand gently gripped my dick.