Episode 14
Episode 14
Thankfully, I managed to escape from under Daeun's body before suffocating to death(?).
I really almost passed out for good back there.
"Phew...."
The time for releasing her sexual urges ended, and silence fell upon us once again.
Peek-
And for some reason, Daeun kept glancing my way and started gauging my reaction.
Maybe she was feeling embarrassed because of what had just happened.
"...".
I also had nothing suitable to say to break the ice, so the sudden silence felt incredibly awkward.
What should I bring up?
"Ah, ugh.... I feel all sticky, so I'm gonna go wash up!"
Daeun also seemed to find it unbearable, as she opened the wardrobe, hurriedly grabbed only her underwear from the drawer, and swiftly dashed out of the room.
Thud-
How rushed was she that she didn't even notice she had dropped it?
Can't be helped, I guess I'll just have to pick it up for her....
Shuffle-
I tried to pick it up to return it to her, but as the neatly folded fabric came undone, her panties were revealed in full view.
"...Wow."
Lace-trimmed panties with a black base and red as the charming point.
They were even so thin that the other side was slightly visible.
Gulp-
The moment I saw them, the image of a naked Daeun from earlier resurfaced, and my imagination began to run wild a bit.
Her carefully putting on the panties in front of me while naked, but they being see-through even after she puts them on....
Swing open-
While my imaginative journey continued, the closed door swung open.
And then Daeun rushed out in a hurry and
Swish-!
Snatched the panties right out of my hand.
Seeing her face flushed bright red, she seemed quite embarrassed by the current situation.
"...Were you just staring at them?"
"Uh, no. I saw you dropped them, so I was going to bring them to you..."
"Were going to...?"
"...Sorry."
Seeing the look in her eyes, I figured excuses wouldn't work, so I immediately switched to an apology.
...Come to think of it, we were just tangled up like pretzels, so isn't it more strange to be this embarrassed over a pair of panties?
"...".
Curiosity urged my rational mind to open my mouth, but a sense that asking might be inappropriate in many ways just barely held my lips shut.
"...Are they pretty?"
At that moment, an unexpected shot came flying from Daeun.
Asking if they're pretty...? Don't tell me she's talking about the panties I just saw...?
Nod nod-
I gestured toward the panties in her hand with a look, and Daeun gave a small nod.
'Should I be honest about this?'
If I say "Yes," I don't know what reaction I'll get, but if I say "No," she'll definitely be upset.
Wondering how to answer, I deliberated over and over, and finally
"...Yeah, they're pretty."
I answered that they were pretty.
If one option is guaranteed to bring a bad reaction anyway, the gamble is better.
And it's not like I'm lying either....
"Really?"
"Mm-hmm."
Was my answer acceptable?
Peek When I glanced at her, Daeun's expression had subtly changed.
Almost as if she was feeling a bit mischievous...?
"...You're a pervert, Garim."
"No, if you ask and then call me a pervert..."
"You didn't have to answer, but you answered directly. Right?"
"...True."
For some reason, I couldn't retort against Daeun's words.
Well, it really was possible for me to avoid answering by saying I was in an awkward spot.
"So this is Garim's type of preference."
"No, haah...."
"Hehe, I'll stop teasing now and go wash up."
Seeming amused, Daeun giggled softly and opened the room door again.
And before leaving
"Don't secretly peek at my other underwear. Got it?"
Even to the very end, she teasingly poked fun at me, then just left the room.
"...I wasn't planning to peek."
I answered belatedly, but my words only echoed within the room, never reaching Daeun.
"Phew... Washing up refreshingly really does make you feel so good."
Feeling awkward just staying in the room, I came out to the living room and was taking a sip of water when I ran into Daeun, who was drying her hair with a towel.
I flinched for a moment, remembering the earlier teasing, but fortunately she was wearing a white t-shirt and sky-blue dolphin shorts, so there was no particular problem.
"Garim, you wanna wash up too...? You must feel all sticky in many ways."
In many ways.
She was probably indirectly referring to me getting drenched by her water earlier.
"It's fine, I'll just wash my face a bit."
"Huh? Wouldn't washing be better?"
Well, washing would definitely be more refreshing.
Since sweat or saliva would just wash right off.
But washing here...
"I don't have any clothes."
"Ah... should I lend you some of dad's clothes?"
"...It's okay, I'll wash up when I get home later."
"...I can lend you underwear too."
"I said it's fine...!?"
Daeun was pleading with a strangely tenacious persistence.
For some reason, it seemed she wanted me to wash here.
I didn't know the reason, but I had a feeling that even if I said it was fine and refused, she would just keep asking.
"By the way, is there anything we can do?"
I hurriedly changed the subject.
Fortunately, Daeun accepted the changed topic and began continuing the conversation.
"Anything to do? Hmm... Is there something you want to do?"
"...Well. Nothing comes to mind specifically, but it's boring just sitting here like this."
"Huuuuum..."
At my question, she began thinking deeply.
Perhaps because her fox ears and tail were also immersed in thought, they swayed rapidly left and right.
It felt like watching a metronome, which was kind of amusing.
"Wanna play a game or something...?"
"A game?"
When we were young, we played games quite often.
Both she and I really liked games, and since we both had a decent competitive spirit, we used to get pretty immersed in them.
"Mm, a game. I still have the racing game we used to play together."
"You still have that?"
"I thought I might want to try it again someday..."
"I'm good with that."
The thought of being able to sink into memories after so long made me feel incredibly excited.
Seeing my expression, Daeun giggled and went straight to bring two gaming consoles.
"Wow, they look like they're in good condition?"
"I clean and charge them every now and then."
Every time I came over to Daeun's place to hang out, we used to spend the whole day glued to these consoles...
The traces of those times seemed to be vividly preserved in these two consoles.
"So, Garim-a, shall we start with the racing game we used to play often?"
"Sure."
I might have forgotten the controls, but the moment I held the controller, my hands still remembered.
Ttiriring-!
The game booted up, and Daeun and I inserted the PCs and prepared for an 8-player race.
Back then and now, I always picked the same ridiculously bulky character, and Daeun chose a pretty one.
'Just seeing this brings back memories, one after another.'
A racing track with a beach background I had seen so often I could probably draw the map from memory.
3, 2, 1...
The moment the starting signal went off, Daeun and I started speeding off as if we had made a promise.
Vroom-!
The PCs were already pushed far behind, relegated to the back.
"Daeun-a, it's been years since we last played this, right?"
"Mm, but it seems we both played it a lot. Hehe..."
Perhaps thinking the same thing as me, Daeun smiled a little sheepishly.
Just how deeply immersed were the two of us in this game back then?
'Gotta focus.'
I fixed my gaze on the game again.
Since we were both dashing along with our rankings precariously switching, my concentration shot way up.
"Huup...!"
Crash-!
"Uh...!?"
The situation, with one lap remaining.
As a gamble for victory, I rammed straight into her car.
There was a reason I always picked this character even when I was young.
Bang-!
It was precisely because it had such high strength that when a clash happened, the opponent would get shoved far away.
Back when I didn't know this trick, I used to get so frustrated practicing against the PCs...
Anyway, Daeun, thrown off by the clash, instantly fell back to the lower ranks, and I crossed the finish line in first place.
"...I won!"
The moment I won, I happily glanced at Daeun, only for my body to freeze stiff.
Back when we were kids, I used this move often too, and won in the same way many times. I had forgotten that every time...
"Uuuu..."
...Daeun would get really upset.
On top of that, since we were playing for the first time in a long while, she seemed even angrier. What should I do?
"...D-Daeun-a."
"...Whhaat?"
Her voice was trembling. If I didn't quickly placate her, it seemed like big trouble was coming.
'Why did I forget the most important thing...!'
It's this damn competitive spirit that's the problem.
"Daeun-a, are you okay?"
"...Mm."
"...Sorry, I forgot you hated this."
"...No."
Seeing her increasingly chilly tone and averted gaze, I was gradually overwhelmed with anxiety.
'She mustn't stay angry like this...'
"...Daeun-a, as an apology, should I do something for you...?"
"...Mm?"
My proposal seemed to pique her interest, as Daeun's fox ears perked up.
"Since it was my fault, I'll do anything you want, Daeun. Anything at all."
"...Anything?"
...Of all things, her latching onto that specific word made me uneasy, but in this situation, I had no choice...
Please, just don't let it be something weird.
"Yeah, yeah, anything."
"Then..."
Daeun turned her head and met my gaze again.
...Ah, I'm anxious.
"...Stay over at my place tonight."
"...Huh?"
"I said stay here tonight. I'll get you some pajamas."