Chapter 49
Chapter 49
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 49
Chapter Title: Are You Doing That on Purpose?
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The rain had stopped.
The sky that had been soaking the ground just moments ago was now brilliantly clear, as if it had never rained at all.
How would our first kiss happen? Since we were dating now, it was bound to occur someday.
We had plenty of knowledge(?) on the subject, but virtually no actual experience.
During the time we were apart, I couldn't help imagining countless scenarios, like some kind of GPT.
During a date, in a spot with a romantic atmosphere?
Or maybe after the date, when I walked her home and we parted under the streetlamp's glow?
Those happy fantasies always ended with Yerim softly closing her eyes and leaning into me, and then... I...
That was it.
Why?
Because there was no data beyond that point. Damn it.
But.
— I never imagined it'd happen on the way to school.
I never dreamed we'd collect that data like this.
...Yerim's lips seduced me. I'm innocent.
Muttering an excuse that even a sex offender might use, we had stumbled into our glorious first kiss. And now...
"Yerim."
"...Yeah?"
"Loosen up your expression a bit."
"......Nooo."
Just moments ago, when our lips met, Yerim had this dazed look on her face.
But now, probably because we had to head to school(?) and live proper lives, she was pouting her lips like she was dissatisfied, and had been doing so since earlier.
...What is this, like some frustrated guy? Shouldn't I be the one pouting?
You think I don't want to do more...?
Especially right after getting a taste of what kissing felt like, and with her lips pursed out like that.
My eyes kept drifting there.
Those thoughts kept popping up.
Honestly, screw school and everything... just...
But if I gave in on the first day, one time would lead to two, and two would snowball into repeating a year. I could already picture that future.
So.
"Later."
"...?"
"...We can do it again later. Okay?"
Was that natural?
Promising a next time, I held out my hand to Yerim.
Even as I spoke, I felt my face heating up bright red, so I instinctively turned my head away a little.
"Continue later...?"
"...Yeah."
"When...?"
"...Huh?"
Was it a reservation system?
I hadn't thought that far.
I was about to say we could just do it whenever we felt like it, but...
— Yeah, if I said that, we might never make it to school.
Right there if I just lowered my head a bit: her cheeks softly glowing rosy, or those pink eyes still holding me captive.
I'd barely held back the first time, but if we went for a second kiss, I had no confidence I'd restrain myself. So that answer was off-limits.
"......Later."
"So, when exactly...?"
"...We can do it anytime now."
"......Tch."
She grumbled at my chicken-hearted response.
But the slight upward curve of her lips clearly showed her satisfaction.
Anyway, the hand I'd been holding out since earlier was still hanging awkwardly.
Just as I started to pull it back, thinking she wasn't going to take it~
Huh?
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Squish.
No.
Squoosh.
Something incredibly soft and jiggly pressed against my arm.
— Whoa... look at that?
The size and texture made me think of that one foreign teacher.
As I glanced sideways with trembling eyes, Yerim was shyly wrapping her arms around mine.
...What do I do.
Couples holding hands while walking is natural enough.
I'd only been thinking hands.
But like vines slowly entwining, she hugged my arm.
The shock of skipping straight to this intimate contact made my heart pound desperately from the source of that sensation.
It wasn't just me feeling shy; Yerim, with her arm linked in mine, had flushed ears betraying her embarrassment.
I liked it.
I really, really, really liked it...!
But wasn't it too much contact? As I tried to subtly pull my arm away a bit, Yerim tugged it firmly, as if saying where do you think you're going—
Squeeze—
And I ended up even more buried than before.
.........I'm losing it. I'm going crazy.
Is it okay to be this happy on the morning commute? As I looked at Yerim, she had her head bowed deeply, shrinking in embarrassment.
...She's trying hard.
I thought we were progressing fast, but no.
After being apart for so long, just like I had a lot I wanted to do, she must have too.
I realized that anew.
"...Feels nice."
"You like it...?"
"Yeah."
"Then that's good..."
Yerim beamed with satisfaction and hugged my arm tighter.
Then, as if it just occurred to her, she looked up at me and said,
"Come to think of it, you've gotten so much taller than before, Oppa..."
"...You too."
"...I meant my height."
"............So did I."
Damn, did she catch me?
But what can I do when my eyes keep drifting down...?
The moment she mentioned size, my gaze involuntarily went to that spot radiating massive presence against my arm.
I snapped my eyes back up at light speed, thinking she wouldn't notice.
But her glare screamed "Don't lie," making cold sweat break out.
...Do girls really know where their boyfriend's eyes are wandering?
"Do you like big ones too, Oppa...?"
— Of course.
"...You mean height?"
"Are you gonna keep doing that...?"
Yerim yanked my arm as if scolding me for playing dumb. ...Thank you.
"......I like anything as long as it's you, Yerim."
"So you like big ones?"
Detective's evidence-based conclusion left me unable to argue.
"............Yeah, you could say that."
"Good... I'm relieved."
"...Why?"
Yerim grinned and tiptoed to whisper in my ear.
"The pajamas you bought me before... they're getting a bit small now..."
"......Already?"
G-cup getting small already? I barely held back my gaze from dropping again.
Instead, I tensed my arm a little.
"Yeah, a bit tight now..."
"...Guess we need new ones. I'll get some with your other birthday present next time."
"Hee, looking forward to it..."
...Absolutely not because I want to know her size. Her birthday's in two weeks anyway, and boyfriends buying pajamas for girlfriends is just 'common sense,' right? Yup yup.
H...? I...? Guessing sizes based on the feel against my arm, Yerim said curiously,
"It's gotten so firm...?"
"Huh?"
— How'd she know?
I instinctively drew my legs together.
"It wasn't this firm before..."
"Wait. Hold on, Yerim. That's not it. Sure, it's firmer now, but it was always about this much..."
"You can really tell you've been working out now..."
Yerim went "Ooh" with her mouth round, poking my bicep.
"..............Have you been doing this on purpose since earlier?"
I rubbed my face dry without thinking.
"...? Doing what...?"
Oh.
I was the crazy one.
Trash belongs in the bin.
As Yerim tilted her head with innocent eyes, I wanted to vanish into a trash can right then.
"...Nah. I don't know about anything else, but I've been consistent with working out. Glad it's showing."
"Yeah, it's cool..."
"Better now that I'm working out?"
Yerim smiled playfully.
"I like anything as long as it's you, Oppa..."
"...So you like the worked-out me more."
"Yeah, that's right..."
So this is the feeling?
Being on the detective side, I finally got why she was so confident earlier.
Feels great. Today was supposed to be a light workout day in my routine, but I decided to hit the muscles hard.
"Oppa."
"Yeah?"
"Um..."
Yerim hesitated, opening and closing her mouth like she wasn't sure.
...What is it?
Not something serious; her flustered fidgeting was her usual shy reaction.
Soon, her eyelashes fluttered as she spoke.
"Then... do you have abs too...?"
"......Abs?"
"Y-Yeah..."
"You mean, is there a 王 character on my stomach?"
"......"
I couldn't hold back a burst of laughter at her shy nod.
"Pfft, why are you laughing...!"
"Heh heh, sorry, sorry... ngh. I seriously never expected you'd ask that. You like that stuff too?"
"W-what do you mean 'that stuff'... I can just be curious..."
Her eyes were now too deep a pink to call cherry blossom petals.
She punched my arm lightly as if telling me to stop teasing.
But it only widened my smile.
"Want me to have them?"
"......"
Yerim nodded again.
Even while embarrassed enough to say no, she didn't hide her feelings. Classic Yerim.
"Of course. Nice and defined."
"..."
She didn't say it, but her gaze on my stomach was full of anticipation.
"Wanna feel?"
Ahh, Han Sea, just how many moves ahead were you...!
I felt like I could bow to her a hundred times right now for recommending exercise back then.
Thanks to that, I was confident in my body at least, so I declared boldly.
But contrary to my expectation, Yerim shook her head.
"Why?"
What? Just having them is enough?
I thought she'd definitely want to touch.
Puzzled, I stayed still, then she beckoned me closer, so I leaned down.
Then, she whispered softly in my ear.
"Not here..."
"Huh?"
"There are too many people now... later, when it's just us two..."
Got it...? Yerim planted a cute peck on my ear.
Then she quickly pulled away from it. Of course, arm still linked, just her head turned.
But even with her head turned, her flushed ears peeking through her soft hair betrayed her feelings.
.........She does want to touch.
My girlfriend.
Doesn't just want to 'touch' it.