The Clueless Childhood Friend and Lucky Sukebe
It was the day after Dallae and I had pleasured each other in the sixty-nine position.
As always, I was restocking inventory at the convenience store where I worked. This was the store Narae's father managed as the owner, and he'd given me the job after I'd dropped out of college and been loafing around with nothing to do. There weren't many customers, and I never had to worry about anyone looking over my shoulder — it was a remarkably comfortable place to work.
Back then I didn't want to do it, but looking back, I'm grateful he dragged me here whether I liked it or not.
By now, my childhood friends' parents felt almost like my own. I'd known them since I was little, and throughout middle and high school our families had mixed freely without any reserve.
...Childhood friends, huh.
As I continued restocking, my mind drifted back to what had happened yesterday. I had licked Dallae's pretty pink pussy and her chrysanthemum-shaped asshole, and in return she'd sucked my cock, giving me a full blowjob. Just imagining it was enough to feel my crotch swelling again. Using those memories as fuel, I'd already jerked off about three times.
I never once imagined a childhood friend's body would turn me on this much.
Both Seo Narae and Jin Dallae had glamorous figures, but until now I'd never looked at them in a sexual way. After getting a full view of Dallae's big ass and pussy, though, a certain truth had finally hit me.
Yeah. The fact that even a childhood friend was still a female.
I still wanted to have sex. I'd seen a real pussy with my own eyes and even licked it with my tongue. Maybe making that promise with Seo Narae had been a mistake? No matter how good a handjob felt, it wasn't enough anymore. I had no choice but to find some way to get that promise revoked.
No — this isn't the time for that.
When I came back to my senses, ten minutes had already slipped by. Horny thoughts really made time fly. I shook off the distractions and got back to restocking. I needed to finish this before the next shift arrived.
"Airline-meal ramen and beef short rib gyudon? They really put out anything these days."
Ever since starting this convenience store job, I felt like I'd gotten a better sense of how the world worked. Between meeting every kind of customer imaginable and seeing all sorts of new products with my own eyes, you learned things whether you wanted to or not. Every so often some old man would walk in and launch straight into a passionate political rant — quite the spectacle. The only downside was that we always ended up having to call the police.
I was filling the drink coolers and moving boxes, tidying up the storage room, when—
Jingle—
The bell on the door rang, announcing a customer's arrival.
Figures. Someone always shows up right when I'm in the middle of something.
I stepped out of the storage room right away and checked the visitor's face—
"Ah, Yuseon!"
"...Seolah-nuna."
Lee Seolah, one of my childhood friends. She was waving at me in her dress shirt.
"What are you doing here again? Need to buy something?"
"I came to watch you work, hehe."
"You're busy enough with your own job."
Seolah-nuna had been working at a fairly well-known mid-sized company for about a year now. The pay was supposedly good, but the frequent overtime was a real downside, which made seeing her face a lot harder than it used to be.
Wait. So she's going out of her way to come see me?
If that was the case, I was honestly grateful. She was a precious childhood friend, after all — I at least wanted to know how she was doing. Still, the fact that she dropped by without fail every Friday night I worked made her affection feel a little heavy.
"Were you restocking? Want me to help?"
She suddenly eyed the pile of boxes behind me and made an absurd offer.
"You've never even done this before. What are you talking about? It's harder than it looks."
It might seem easy from the outside, but the job required a certain knack — not something you could hand off to a beginner. Seolah-nuna didn't care about any of that. She started walking confidently toward the storage room.
"Don't be so modest~ Just leave this much to your nuna— Kyaah?!"
"You fell the second you opened your mouth... You okay?"
She'd gone down so spectacularly that her ass was stuck up in the air, panties completely exposed. As a man, I should have been thrilled — but this kind of lucky sukebe wasn't a one- or two-time thing with her, so I'd actually gotten used to it.
This again.
Seolah-nuna was hopelessly clumsy. And I mean catastrophically so. She'd never had any connection to physical activity since she was little; the slightest vigorous movement would send her tumbling, so during PE class she'd apparently just watched from a distance. Her sense of balance was atrocious, and in a place this cluttered she was constantly tripping over things. Landing a desk job where she barely had to move her body was probably the luckiest break of her life.
"Nngh, that hurts..."
"Stop doing weird stuff and just sit in the chair. I'll make you some ramen."
"S-should I?"
At my not-quite-order, she walked over to the chair and settled her hips onto it. I paid for the spicy ramen she liked with my own card, poured in the hot water, and set it gently on the table.
"How much was it?"
"I'll cover it. You've been working till now, right?"
"Aww, I love you so much, Yuseon!"
She immediately threw her arms wide, ready to hug me. I lightly dodged and went back to restocking.
"Tch. After all that, you won't even let me hold you."
"What if someone sees? And you're in the way, so sit still."
I finished organizing the storage room and mopped the floor. About thirty minutes must have passed when—
Jingle—
"Ugh, it's so hot. And of course Unnie's planted herself here again."
I'd taken off my uniform and was fiddling with my smartphone when the next shift worker, Seo Narae, made her appearance.
"Ah, Narae! Welcome~"
Seolah-nuna beamed as she greeted her other childhood friend. Narae worked part-time at this convenience store same as me. I'd heard that since it was her dad's shop, her pay sometimes came in light — but I'd never experienced that myself, so I couldn't say for sure.
"What's with you always showing up at the same time? You're busy enough with work as it is."
"Well, if I come at this hour I get to see both Yuseon and Narae!"
"That's... not a bad thing, I guess."
They bickered a little, but the conversation stayed friendly enough. Those two had always gotten along pretty well. Among our childhood friend group, they were the relatively normal ones. By contrast, me, Dallae, and Ahreum were the abnormal ones — creatures of the shadows — so we never quite meshed with them. Yeah. Like light that couldn't understand the dark...
That got weirdly philosophical.
Philosophy aside, put simply: we split into the social butterflies and the loners. Even childhood friends couldn't all have the same personality.
"Enough chatting — let's do the handoff. I want to get home."
"Hmph. I already know without you telling me."
Only after finishing the shift change was I finally free. I left the convenience store in a much lighter mood.
"Work hard."
"Yeah, fuck off~"
"Ahh! You shouldn't say bad words!"
"Why are you always only on my case, Unnie..."
"Good work~ Let's hurry home!"
The moment we stepped out of the convenience store, Seolah-nuna linked arms with me and pressed herself against my side. In the end, she'd sat quietly in that chair the whole time, waiting for me until Narae arrived.
We're going to split up soon anyway. Did she really want to walk home together that badly?
Of course I liked Seolah-nuna too, so I had no complaints about going home together — but I still felt a little guilty. Just because she was the oldest, she'd always been the one to yield everything to the rest of us. That habit was probably baked into her by now. She was the type who couldn't easily refuse when someone asked her for something.
"Ah... what are you gonna do when you get home? It's Friday, for once."
I forced the topic change to break the awkward atmosphere. She had the weekend off from work, so maybe she'd want to enjoy Friday night a little. There was a chance she'd waited this long precisely because she wanted to hang out with me today.
"Hmm? I'll wash up and go straight to bed, I guess?"
But the answer that came back was a far more boring slice of daily life than I'd expected.
"Sleep? Without doing anything?"
"Mm... I don't really have anything to do. And I'm a little tired today."
"......"
Which meant she'd truly waited for me just for this short walk home together.
This nuna really does this every single time.
Seolah-nuna had lost both her parents about five years ago and had been living alone ever since. Our four childhood friends' parents had stepped in with financial support, so she'd managed to graduate from college and become a proper office worker — but still.
Isn't she lonely?
When she went home, she'd clearly spend the time by herself. There was no one to ask if she'd made it back safely — just the same lonely routine, over and over. As a childhood friend, I couldn't bear to just watch that.
"...Maybe I should come over to your place for once."
The moment I said it, her eyes went round with surprise as she stared at me.
"No, I don't mean anything weird — we finally ran into each other, so we could have a beer or something—"
"Yes! Let's go! We absolutely have to go!"
She nodded furiously, tightening her grip on my arm. I hadn't expected her to be this happy about it, but if it could take even a little weight off her shoulders, I didn't care what we did.