I Was Going to Ask First? (Branch Point 01)

Da-bin had been thinking that someday she needed to address the netorase manga she found on Do-yoon's computer.

Even though it was just the kind of porn men commonly watched, she couldn't easily accept its content.

All the files Do-yoon had saved featured abnormal scenarios where he made his own girlfriend sleep with other men.

That was when Da-bin first learned about netorase.

She searched the internet and looked into it from various angles.

Still, she found it hard to understand netorase.

That was just a few days ago.

But what had changed since then...

Today, Da-bin had granted Do-yoon's cautious request to try netorase.

She recalled what she'd said to him.

"It's really not a big deal, oppa... I've been thinking about it... and it seems like guys might have those kinds of fantasies..."

She had tried putting herself in a man's shoes.

But her words weren't true understanding of netorase—they were just consideration for Do-yoon.

The problem came after that.

Hearing those words, Do-yoon got beast-like excited and started having sex.

Different from the old Do-yoon.

She didn't feel like she'd reached climax, but the sex with him was plenty enjoyable.

His cock scraping her inner walls from different angles.

Had he learned it from the manga?

It ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠was the first time she'd experienced him thrusting like that.

Da-bin felt a new kind of pleasure from Do-yoon stimulating her walls in this fresh way.

And that wasn't all.

Throughout the sex, he gazed at her like she was the most lovable thing in the world.

Just that made her heart and her lower mouth feel full.

Da-bin enjoyed this new sex with Do-yoon, and even after his final ejaculation, he clung tightly to her.

Exhausted from the post-sex lethargy, yet pressing his body as close as possible.

She even found him cute like that.

Is it because we talked about netorase? Oppa’s totally changed...

Now, Da-bin felt like she might actually consider Do-yoon's netorase requests.

Should I bring it up first so he gets the courage?

No... that’d be too embarrassing...

But actually stepping forward as the girl and offering netorase—even mild—made her hesitate.

So she probed him little by little with her words...

For some reason, she felt her body reacting too.

My lower belly’s still pounding...

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I didn’t bring up netorase, so why’s my face burning up...

He’s not even touching down there, but I feel wetness...

In the end, Da-bin cautiously voiced her intentions.

"If you like it that much, oppa... I could think about it..."

Hearing her say she'd consider netorase, Do-yoon shouted that he loved her and even kissed her.

Da-bin found his reaction so lovable and cute that she agreed to his request to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠try something like a massage.

Who’s oppa gonna bring?

A bit scary... but he’ll watch over me, so no worries, right?

Still, if it’s some total weirdo, I’ll refuse! Oppa wouldn’t bring someone like that...

Da-bin kept mulling over Do-yoon's words about finding someone to give her a massage.

If he picks from his closest friends...

Her ears flushed red.

A rowdy bar.

I sat with Jun-seo at a spot with a partition.

I'd made evening plans with him for the first time in a while to ask about Da-bin's massage.

Of course, I kept it secret from Da-bin that I was meeting Jun-seo.

I cautiously probed him about netorase.

Even a guy with women lining up like Park Jun-seo must watch porn or read manga sometimes—he couldn't be clueless.

To my question, Jun-seo responded more calmly than expected.

"Yeah, I know."

"Jun-seo, I figured you might not."

"Heh. Thanks for thinking that."

"Don't you have a truckload of girls waiting to meet you?"

"Hey, Lee Do-yoon. If you weren't engaged, you'd have a truckload too."

"Still, I can't live without sticking it in."

"Same here."

"If you're that bad, I'm worse."

"Nah, I'm worse."

"You crazy bastard."

"Crazy fucker."

"Same as ever."

"You too."

"This guy's consistent."

"Hey, Lee Do-yoon. So why'd you suddenly ask about netorase?"

"Ah, well... I trust you, Jun-seo, so I'm telling you."

"Go on—"

"Could you give Da-bin a massage sometime?"

On the way home, I recalled Jun-seo's response.

"Dude, you're beating me to it? I was gonna ask first."

"What're you talking about?"

"Do-yoon, have Ye-na give you a massage."

When I asked for Da-bin's massage, Jun-seo countered by asking me to have his girlfriend Ye-na massage me.

An absurd situation.

I'd always thought he was similar to me in many ways since college...

But I never imagined our sexual preferences matched too.

Of course, I turned down his reverse netorase offer.

"Sorry, Jun-seo. That doesn't feel right for me..."

"Yeah, Da-bin's prettier than Ye-na, that's true."

"It's not about that..."

"I know. You've always been a nice guy."

"Not really."

"Anyway, thanks for being honest. If you hadn't brought it up, I'd have kept it secret forever."

"Even hearing it now is ridiculous."

"Da-bin's massage... I'll do it."

"Thanks. You're the only one I trust, Jun-seo. Keep it secret from Da-bin for now, yeah?"

"Obviously."

And so, Jun-seo and I struck a deal.

Was this a win for that bastard Jun-seo? Or for me?

Even after setting it up, my head spun.

Still... Jun-seo’s the most reliable guy I know.

I had a good feeling this would be solid netorase.

And since it was Jun-seo, Da-bin wouldn't mind either.

Back home, I told Da-bin I'd found a guy for her massage.

I also coordinated the schedule with Jun-seo.

Smooth sailing.

Good vibes.

A day like any other.

I opened the cafe and powered on the kiosk.

Da-bin checked orders and brewed the coffee beans.

Calm and collected.

Part-timer Jae-min bustled about, organizing the storage room.

Just like before I involved him in netorase last loop.

I had no desire to penalize him for what happened then.

It all stemmed from my actions, after all.

Instead, knowing he'd get tangled in a jeonse scam in the future, I tipped him off early.

A mix of wanting to help and not wanting him at our place.

Yesterday with Jun-seo, I'd asked about cases like Han Jae-min's, and he gave a decent solution.

Today, I passed it straight to Jae-min.

Of course, without revealing I knew the future jeonse mess.

With this filtered info, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Jae-min would resolve his housing issue on his own.

I hoped he'd stick around as a part-timer.

Smart kid—huge help to the cafe.

Last loop's Jae-min deserved killing for what he did...

But the pre-regression him and now are in different situations.

I created the pre-regression mess; now he's in peaceful routine.

Distinguish what needs distinguishing.

If I can't set my own standards...

Regression will consume me.

After closing, Han Jae-min headed home.

Da-bin changed from cafe uniform to casual clothes.

Still gorgeous.

She approached to leave together.

An ordinary afternoon, but her expression differed from usual.

Smiling at me, yet tense.

Seeing it, I truly felt we'd stepped back into netorase tonight.

Daily life frozen since regression.

Signs of netorase thawed it, breathing life in.

Anticipation and tension.

Flickering toward pleasure.

My heart pounded.

I took Da-bin to the hotel.

The one pre-arranged with Park Jun-seo.