#10 Scenario - The Perfect Couple
Seeing Kim Woo-hyun and Woo Da-young's expressions shift by the second had me cracking up nonstop.
Woo Da-hee fully saw me as her perfect husband, too.
And with her down there reacting like that, it seemed the Scenario Book had awakened tastes she never cared about before.
Click.
A photo was snapped of me openly groping Woo Da-hee's breasts.
Everything would be forgotten once the scenario ended, but the footage and photos I'd taken would remain as evidence.
Since my shots were still around, these new ones would stick too.
Splash.
"Now it's your turn—I'll take yours."
I approached them with my phone raised.
They shyly clasped hands and stared at the camera.
It would've been more natural otherwise, but they'd tensed up after watching me and Woo Da-hee.
"You're too stiff. Loosen up, act natural."
"W-We are natural."
"……You guys don't seem like a seven-year couple."
My advice only made it more awkward.
Splash.
Woo Da-hee placed a hand on my shoulder from behind, grinning.
"Or Woo-hyun, grab Da-young's tits. Might make it easier."
"N-No, that's…"
Kim Woo-hyun flailed his hands in panic.
His reaction was so funny I couldn't help but chuckle.
"Just act like you normally do. Or we can play around a bit first, then snap it."
We ended up postponing the photos, hopping on the tubes we'd brought to drift around the massive spa.
The space was plenty big for the four of us.
"Ah~, that was fun~."
Playing like kids flew by the time.
The second day's evening wasn't much different from the first.
Instead, the fatigue from last night hit us now, leaving us wiped out even though the sun had just set.
"Whew……."
Yawns echoed around the board game table.
I let one slip first.
With last night's booze still lingering, one more drink was bound to do it.
"It's not even dinner yet……."
We'd eaten early—before 8 p.m.—and cranked the boiler full blast, so no yawns would've been weirder.
"Um…, I'm super sleepy, so……."
Kim Woo-hyun covered a massive yawn, but we all felt it.
"Nap for a bit if you want. We're gonna keep drinking anyway."
At Woo Da-young's gentle concern, he rubbed his eyes and nodded.
With me and Woo Da-hee there, he felt safe.
"Cool, I'll be back in an hour."
Even as he left, the yawns kept coming—dude was beat.
"You two are weird, though. Seven years together? You could've married by now."
I meant it sincerely. Woo Da-hee was under my scenario, but those two were real.
Woo Da-young scratched her cheek, pleased yet shy.
"We said we'd marry once the company's stable."
"……."
I'd heard that line a million times.
"Maybe a year or two?"
That's how Woo Da-young saw it.
"Doesn't dating one person get boring?"
"Huh? You've only dated one woman too—your sister."
"……Oh, right, that's the setup."
"What bullshit?"
Woo Da-young shot me a dumbfounded look. Woo Da-hee propped her chin, eyeing me with interest.
"So~, you wanna cheat on me with someone else?"
I laughed awkwardly, waving it off.
"No, no, not that. Just… yesterday, you two seemed so vanilla."
Vanilla wasn't bad—most people dreamed of it, me included.
"You came for the first time yesterday."
"Ugh~, back to that?"
Woo Da-young glared like it was gross.
"Is that all that's in your head?"
"Huh? No, not really."
That's when Woo Da-hee chimed in.
"Then try it out."
"Ch-Cheat? Sis, are you nuts? Too much to drink?"
Classic Woo Da-young reaction.
"Noo~, he's my husband, so I trust him completely~."
Woo Da-hee sipped her drink, flashing a tempting smile at Woo Da-young.
"Da-young, I trust my little sis, and he's my husband, so yeah."
"……."
"And……."
Woo Da-hee's lips curled mischievously.
"We can just call it a game~?"
The brainwashing from last night was paying off.
"……A g-game?"
No need for points after that investment, but skipping buildup would've tanked it—disaster at best, average otherwise.
I scratched my head like I was reluctant.
"Da-hee's right. And we're friends, so trust us once."
"……That's not the issue……."
Woo Da-young looked like she'd been hooked.
"Hoo…."
She sighed softly, pressing a hand to one eye, glancing between us.
"……Keep it secret from Woo-hyun……."
Right on cue—I couldn't hide my grin.
The Scenario Book was the best. Changing situations and norms so casually.
"Duh. But teach him what you learn from us."
"……H-How?"
She said that, but her eyes wavered—like she'd try it once.
Easy-to-read face on my friend.
"Wanna head up?"
Woo Da-young.
Back upstairs like yesterday.
I'd sworn never to betray Kim Woo-hyun again, but curiosity and yesterday's etched pleasure fought it.
"S-So, what're we doing……?"
Trembling voice. Heart racing at the thought of reliving it.
"King's game—with Jenga."
"Huh……? What's that?"
Nam Siu casually pulled yesterday's Jenga from his bag, plus a small tube.
"What's this?"
Pure curiosity for the new thing.
He handed it over like no big deal.
"Love Gel. Mine's huge, so it eases it in without pain."
"Huh…? Eases it in……?"
Yesterday's monster flashed in my mind.
That hot, thick thing that ravaged my breasts—now inside me.
The thought alone tingled my lower belly, unwanted.
"Sounds like it'd hurt……."
"That's why this exists."
"……Your tone assumes we're doing it."
"Obviously."
I shot Sis a "this okay?" look, but she just seemed cute.
Sis was always like that.
Treating me like a kid despite just two years apart.
"Hm."
Before starting, Nam Siu cracked the window, confirmed the sun was down, killed the bright lights, and flicked on the mood lamp.
No booze this time.
"Strip before we play."
"Huh?"
Before I could argue, he and Sis started undressing.
"W-Wo, you do this a lot?"
"Yeah, we're married."
That one word explained it all.
Come to think of it, he'd framed weird stuff as "just a game" before.
Dissonance spiked—something's off—but it vanished fast.
Like someone forced it out.
"Fine, I'll strip. Stop staring."
They drilled holes with their eyes, so I turned and shed my clothes.
"Bra and panties too."
"Th-These too……?"
Being naked felt routine, despite just two days.
"Da-young~, if you're embarrassed, it's worse for me and Da-hee."
At Nam Siu's scolding tease, I dropped my arms from my chest.
Is this really okay?
Mix of worry, doubt, anticipation, excitement—and the King's game began.
Thud.
Flipping the box revealed the sorted Jenga.
The writings blew past my norms.
"Um…, Siu. You buy this stuff normally?"
"Nah, the original was too tame, so I printed custom ones. Just props."
"……."
Explains the intensity.
"Gotta pick the king first?"
He relabeled numbers and king, then offered them.
Swish.
[No. 1]
Woo Da-young drew No. 1.
"Who's king……."
The "king" stick showed in Nam Siu's shake.
"Hmm……. Then 1 and 2—do this for the king."
"W-What?"
"Whatever we draw next~."
Nam Siu leisurely pulled a Jenga block.
[Take a naughty selfie to remember this spot]