Seen Through the Rearview Mirror
Men's lust toward Im Da-bin: +40%
My (Lee Do-yoon's) lust and stamina: 1.5x increase
Im Da-bin's lust: +30%
Im Da-bin's netorase compliance: +50%
Branch Point 01: Caught reading netorase manga by girlfriend Im Da-bin. (Regression cost: 5 points)
Branch Point 02: Friends get erections seeing girlfriend Im Da-bin in a swimsuit. (Regression cost: 11 points)
Branch Point 03: Girlfriend Im Da-bin gives a handjob to cafe part-timer Han Jae-min. (Regression cost: 10 points)
Branch Point 04: Dog Hodu tries to mount girlfriend Im Da-bin. (Regression cost: 4 points)
Branch Point 05: Choi Hyun-woo asks to be invited as Da-bin's first netorase partner. (Regression cost: 13 points)
“Da-bin, mind sitting in the back with me?”
He was suggesting she take another man's seat instead of the one next to me, her boyfriend. A situation that defied common sense. But Park Jun-seo made the request with a straight face, like his skin was made of iron plating.
I'd figured he'd make a bold move the moment he saw an opening, but I hadn't expected it to start right at the beginning of our trip to the vacation spot.
It was bewildering... but I had to accept it for the netorase to proceed.
Leaving flustered Da-bin aside, I answered Jun-seo.
“Sure thing, Park Jun-seo. Da-bin, go ahead and ride in the back comfortably.”
“Oppa... for real...?”
She glared at me, whispering like a feisty cat. And yet... Da-bin moved to the back seat at Jun-seo's request.
She sat far away from him. I felt a strange satisfaction just from that as I started the engine.
Vroom!
The engine roared to life, signaling our departure. The car's vibrations shook through my body. Music kicked in with the ignition. The noise and rumble filled the awkward air.
On this unfamiliar road, I drove tense, eyes flicking between the navigation and the rearview mirror to check on Da-bin and Jun-seo.
My worries didn't last. Park Jun-seo chatted with Da-bin, easing the mood. Everyday talk. She laughed at his occasional humor.
...The vibe was still fine. Casual conversation flowed.
Park Jun-seo scooted closer to Da-bin. She turned her gaze to the window, pretending to ignore him.
...Park Jun-seo draped his arm over Da-bin's shoulder. When did he do that? That guy...
Da-bin kept staring out the window, her face flushing red...
...
“Feels nice and cool, right?”
I checked the rearview at Jun-seo's voice. The bastard was kneading Da-bin's shoulder like he was giving a massage. Her eyes stayed fixed on the window. But her face was so red it looked ready to burst.
...
I wanted to check the mirror again. But I had to watch the road. Seizing a gap as the car ahead pulled away, I glanced back.
Park Jun-seo was massaging Da-bin's thigh. In the cramped car, it looked innocent enough. But his intentions were blatantly lewd.
...
“O... Oppa! No!”
Da-bin rejected something. I hurriedly checked the mirror. Jun-seo's hand was pulling away from her chest. He'd tried to grope her tits and got shot down.
A twisted pleasure hit me, like I'd landed a hit on the bastard. And yet... I anticipated his next move.
Even I found my reaction ridiculous.
...
“Hngh...”
!!!!
Da-bin let out a soft moan. I'd let my guard down after seeing her reject his chest grab. Glancing at the mirror, my eyes met both theirs for a split second.
I immediately dropped my gaze to her lower body. Something had moved.
Da-bin had her knees pressed tight together, straining.
Fuck. What the hell did that Jun-seo bastard do?
I wanted to assess, but staring at the back too long could cause an accident.
...
“Ha... Da-bin, oppa's having a hard time.”
!!!!
Jun-seo dropped that line again. Da-bin responded to him.
“Jun-seo oppa... not in the car...”
“Da-bin, just once, please.”
“Jun-seo oppa, you're such a perv...”
“Hehe... Oppa is a perv. Can't help it 'cause Da-bin's so pretty...”
A strong sense of déjà vu washed over me. That was similar to the tone I'd used to smooth over Da-bin's scoldings.
Did she notice too...? The perceptive Da-bin wouldn't miss it.
I'd thought it before, but Park Jun-seo really resembled me in many ways. Did Da-bin see echoes of me in him...?
Thoughts multiplied.
Park Jun-seo spoke to her again.
“Da-bin, Do-yoon already said it was okay. You did it for me at the hotel last time too. Just once more, please.”
“Jun-seo oppa... you're... too much...”
“Da-bin...”
Focused on their voices, I checked the mirror again.
!!!!
That Jun-seo fucker had his pants down, cock already out. Da-bin's eyes met mine through the mirror. Her gaze pierced my soul, and I said nothing, just watched.
She stared at me briefly, then looked down. Her eyes now fixed on Jun-seo's dick.
Da-bin's lips worked silently. Then... she spat on his cock.
Fuck... A scene I'd seen before, but still shockingly raw. I faced forward again, focusing on the wet sounds.
Squelch! Squelch!
Her saliva lubed the friction, echoing lewdly in the car. The obscene noise repeated for a while before Da-bin's voice cut in.
“Jun-seo oppa! Not here...!”
Hearing her, I whipped to the mirror. Jun-seo's hand pulled away from her chest again. Rejected once more.
Take that, Jun-seo bastard. A ridiculous pride swelled in me at Da-bin's firm line on her tits. She jerked him off, even took him in her mouth, but defended her chest.
I hadn't told her not to let anyone touch them, yet she guarded them on her own.
!!! No. A hazy memory surfaced from sex after regression.
“Da-bin's tits are so pretty. These are oppa's, right?”
Words I'd gasped in the heat of thrusting. Did she remember...?
With regression perks boosting my lust, but her feelings unchanged... Thinking her defense stemmed from my words made her even more lovable. I wanted to pull over, devour her tits, claim them fully.
But it was just my hopeful guess.
As I pondered, Jun-seo spoke up.
“Da-bin, use your mouth.”
A commanding baritone. The car ahead closed in; I had to watch the road.
No response from Da-bin. Silence fell.
Jun-seo's groan broke it.
“Ha... Da-bin...”
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Slurp! Chwap!
Viscous sounds battered my eardrums. I gritted through the pain, focusing on driving.
A quick mirror glance showed... Da-bin sucking Park Jun-seo's cock.
Schlurp! Chwap!
“Our Da-bin sucks so good...”
Huurp! Shluuurp!
“Ha... Da-bin, oppa's gonna cum!”
Blub! Blubblub!
The fishy semen stench filled the car. Unable to check while driving, he'd finished by then.
A signal stopped us. I peered into the back via mirror.
Please... I prayed one thing inwardly.
Not in her mouth...
What I saw... Da-bin holding tissue, wrapping his cock.
Relief. More careful in the car... No cum on her face this time.
“Hoo...”
Jun-seo sighed deeply. Da-bin wiped the last drops, then lifted her head. She dabbed saliva from her lips with her soft handback.
Her flushed cheeks. Stray hairs on her nape. In this mismatched moment... she looked utterly pure.
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We arrived at the pension, unpacked, and prepped to hit the beach. Da-bin, girly as ever, took forever with her stuff.
Jun-seo and I changed into swimsuits early and headed to the terrace.
He took a drag from his vape. Hadn't he quit smoking?
“Hey, didn't you quit?”
“Yeah.”
“When'd you start again?”
“Not long ago.”
“Business troubles?”
“Nah, nothing like that...”
I didn't pry further. Hyun-woo and Han-gu stayed true to their college selves, but lately, Jun-seo seemed off. The once flawless guy now felt... empty. Something with Ye-na? Maybe my regressions were karmic backlash...
As Jun-seo and I talked, Da-bin peeked out.
In a pure-looking bikini... I'd picked it, but first time seeing her wear it.
Seeing Da-bin in the bikini lit up my depths. And surely... Jun-seo felt it too.
※ All referenced or inferred works (games, novels, art, lyrics, etc.) in this novel are homages of respect. Exact names are avoided to prevent harm to the originals. (See announcement in work guide.)