Chapter 14
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 14
Chapter Title: Smegma Cleaning
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The next morning.
Bzzz— bzzz—
“Snooore… snore… snooore…”
My phone kept buzzing nonstop, but I was so exhausted that I just hugged my pillow and slept soundly.
Bzzz— bzzz—
A moment later, the now-silent screen showed a whopping twelve missed calls.
“Guuuh… snore… guuuh…”
Right as I was sleeping deeply in the late morning sun.
Ding-dong— ding-dong— ding-dong— ding-dong—
“Eep…! Ugh… wh-what…?”
I jolted awake at the insistent doorbell.
“Ugh… what the hell this early… did a package arrive or something…?”
I scratched my messy hair and stumbled over to fling the door open. There stood Ye-jin, scowling and glaring at me.
I freaked out and instinctively slammed the door shut again, yelling.
“Eek! You scared me! What the hell, out of nowhere!”
Ye-jin pounded on the closed door irritably and shouted back.
“Do you even know what time it is? Open this door right now!”
With no choice, I slowly creaked it open again. Ye-jin squeezed through the narrow gap, politely slipped off her shoes one by one, and stepped inside.
“...Hey, sleepyhead. Come here.”
“Eek…”
I grudgingly shuffled after her. Ye-jin swept her hair back behind her shirt, knelt down primly, and crooked her finger to beckon me closer. Then she yanked my panties down in one swift motion.
“Ah, aaah…!”
Of course, my cock was standing tall and healthy first thing in the morning. Even after just a few days, Ye-jin didn't flinch at the sight anymore. She stared at it intently with the most serious expression.
I was flustered to have this happen right after waking up and instinctively tried to cover myself, but she smacked my hand away and grabbed my cock, pulling it toward her face.
She pressed her nose right against the tip and deeply inhaled.
“Hnnngh… slurp… hmmm… snniff…”
Eyes gently closed and face flushing red, she sniffed the musky scent from the tip of my cock for several minutes. Then she slowly peeled back the foreskin, her eyes sparkling as she gazed at the white buildup inside.
Suddenly, she looked up at me and muttered.
“...You jerked off more than once yesterday, didn't you?”
“Huh…? N-no, I didn't…?”
I averted my eyes and tried to play it off, but it wasn't enough to fool Ye-jin.
She peered at my cock impassively through her glasses and muttered.
“...Don't lie. It reeks of that fishy smell. You can tell you came and didn't clean up properly. Look at all this white stuff caked behind the head—who're you trying to fool…?”
“Ugh…”
I'd deliberately left the used tissues in the trash so she wouldn't notice, but all my efforts had gone to waste. It felt so pointless.
Ye-jin shot me a sharp glare, then muttered.
“...Did you do it while looking at my pictures?”
“Uh…”
“How many times?”
“Th-three times… sorry…”
I answered dejectedly, and she glanced at me before gripping my cock tightly in her hand.
“...Then give me the front door passcode. I'll let it slide.”
“Huh…? The passcode to my place? Why would you need…”
I asked, flustered, and she shot me an annoyed look, grumbling.
“It's a hassle pressing the doorbell every time, and I hate standing alone in the hallway waiting for you to open up. So spill it already, before I flick your balls.”
“O-okay, calm down… It's 554321 #.”
I reluctantly gave it up, and she smiled brightly, stroking my cock approvingly.
“Good boy. Don't tell anyone else, okay?”
“There's no one I'd tell anyway… who even wants to come to my place.”
I grumbled glumly, and Ye-jin looked even happier, grinning from ear to ear as she stood up.
She swept her hair back again, took off her glasses, and tucked them neatly into their case.
“...Had breakfast? You look like you just rolled out of bed.”
“Uh, y-yeah… what time is it?”
I yawned and asked. She lit up her phone screen to show the clock.
“11:20, you lazy bum. According to my schedule, we should've finished the first shoot by now.”
“Ugh… it's that late already? I slept like a rock…”
Having stayed up late two nights in a row, even waking past 11 left me feeling sluggish.
Ye-jin eyed me pitifully, then casually grabbed my cock and kneaded it as she asked.
“Got any rice?”
“Rice…? I have some instant rice packs…”
“Jeez, honestly… eggs?”
“Eggs…? Probably some in the fridge if you dig.”
I scratched my head. She tapped my balls with her palm and said flatly.
“I'll make breakfast, so sleep a bit more. I'll wake you when it's ready.”
“Huh…? Oh, uh… sure, thanks…”
I plopped down on the bed in a daze.
Ye-jin headed to the kitchen, rolled up her shirt sleeves, tied her hair back, and rinsed the frying pan.
I watched her bustle about preparing breakfast in a stupor, then flopped back onto the bed and stared at the ceiling, thinking.
...Is this a dream? A girl making breakfast in my place… like a dutiful wife… I'm so happy it's almost surreal…
As I closed my eyes, the savory smell of fried eggs wafted over.
I'd dozed off lightly when I sensed someone nearby and cracked my eyes open.
Ye-jin was right there, propping her chin and staring intently at me.
But her gaze was so intensely yandere-like that I yelped in shock.
“Eek! You scared me… why're you looking at me like that?”
“...Like what? What's wrong with my eyes?”
She muttered, utterly puzzled, as if she had no idea.
To her, she'd just been gazing warmly at my sleeping face with affection.
I broke out in a cold sweat and slowly sat up.
“...Breakfast ready…?”
“Yeah, all set. Come eat.”
She stood and pointed to the table. A neat breakfast was laid out.
I gaped and slowly scanned it.
I couldn't believe she'd whipped up so many dishes from just a few stray eggs in the fridge.
Steamed eggs, fried eggs, rolled omelet, scrambled eggs, egg rice…
For someone who always ordered instant food, it had been forever since I'd had a real meal like this.
In a daze, I sat and scooped some rice into my mouth.
Ye-jin sat across from me, elbows on the table, watching contentedly as I ate.
“How is it? Good?”
“Whoa… it's amazing? Like my mom's cooking…”
I muttered in surprise, and she beamed happily. I'd never seen her look so pleased.
But she'd made so many side dishes that even after finishing my rice, plenty remained.
As I was about to say I was full, Ye-jin sharply noticed and spoke first, eyes gleaming.
“...No leaving sides. Eat it all. It's all protein.”
“Ugh… y-you want me to eat all this…? Too much…”
“You need lots of protein to make lots of cum. Eat up.”
Her stern tone had me sweating as I force-fed my already stuffed stomach the rest.
Finally clearing the mountain of sides, my belly was so bloated I could barely breathe.
“Huff, huff… my stomach's gonna burst…”
“Hehe, good job. Rest while I do the dishes.”
She stood with a satisfied smile, gathering the plates. I slumped exhausted in my chair.
For a while, the clinking of her washing dishes filled the room.
I rubbed my bloated gut and stared blankly at her back, thinking.
...She's like a maid service… how's she so good at housework? She's only twenty like me, just started living alone… born talent?
As I pondered, she finished the dishes, neatly put them away, turned around.
She silently fetched the dustpan and broom, sweeping the floor spotless—even under the table.
Finally done, she plopped down beside me and naturally reached out to fondle my cock as she muttered.
“...Made you breakfast, did the dishes, cleaned up… you sure hit the jackpot with a childhood friend like me, huh?”
“Y-yeah… I was just thinking that.”
I answered awkwardly, and she turned to me with a sly smile.
“...If you know you're lucky, you better listen to me from now on?”
“Y-yeah… got it…”
“Good. Then whip it out. Time to clean the white stuff.”
“Uh…”
I obediently dropped my pants as she said. Ye-jin leaned down, inhaled deeply, then licked every nook of the head clean, devouring all the smegma with her tongue tip.