Chapter 16
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 16
Chapter Title: Scenario 3: Friends Jenga SSUL
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Shooting had begun.
"Before we dive into the content, we first want to send our infinite gratitude to all the viewers who watched our good friends episodes 0 and 1~!"
The shoot kicked off with Nam Siu's thank-you message.
U Dayoung chimed in from the side.
"I had no idea we'd get this much attention."
"Right? One comment really stuck with me: everything here is ad-lib with no script."
"Exactly!"
They put on their brightest act possible.
They wrapped up the intro and cut for a moment.
Even though they weren't posting it anywhere special, performing in front of the camera was unavoidably nerve-wracking.
"29+ Jenga. Ever tried it?"
"No..., never have. What about you, Siu?"
"Me neither. Shall we open it up?"
He glanced at the camera once and opened the box.
It was a handmade 29+ Jenga set.
Shhrrk.
The blocks spread out across the floor.
"People usually play this with lovers. Alright, say something to your boyfriend Woohyun while facing the camera."
"Aah~, why bring that up~. Edit this out."
"You still gotta apologize. I'll handle the edit."
They stacked the blocks one by one, filling the dead air.
U Dayoung puffed out her cheeks before speaking.
"Ugh~, Woohyunnie~, sorry~. Sorry for having to do this with Siu!"
"Pffft."
"What's with that laugh! Explain~."
"Nothing, just found it funny."
His heart raced as he stared at the stacked Jenga tower.
The moment he thought here we go, U Dayoung spoke up.
"Oh, right. I thought there was no shoot today, so I didn't do my makeup or even wash up..."
"It's fine."
"I don't have any cosmetics either.... Can I just go home, do my makeup, and come back?"
That would've blown right past lunchtime.
"That might be tricky.... We'd have to reshoot from the top..."
"Aah~, but still. It's gonna be on video..."
This was an unexpected reaction. It wasn't even in the scenario.
Looks like the Scenario Book wasn't all-powerful after all.
"I'll slap on tons of filters."
"......Really?"
"Dead serious."
She still seemed hung up on her makeup, but he couldn't let her go.
"I'll make it look just like you did your makeup."
"......"
It took about five minutes to convince the uneasy U Dayoung.
"You trust my editing, right? We have to upload next week—no time to waste."
"......Fine......"
He let out a quiet sigh of relief and resumed filming.
"I'll draw first then. You get it."
"Uh-huh. Got it. Don't you dare pick anything weird."
"Hey, come on. It's random."
As he spoke, he nudged the easiest one smack in the middle.
U Dayoung watched anxiously.
"Please, please..."
There was one thing U Dayoung didn't know while she prayed.
Every single block in there had some seriously spicy stuff written on it.
Tap.
[Give a deep kiss for 3 minutes]
He pulled out the Jenga block and checked it. Anxious, U Dayoung scooted right up next to him to read it together.
U Dayoung clutched her head with both hands after reading it.
"Ewww~! Nooo~."
"You're not hating this that much, are you, Dayoung? I actually kinda like it—purely for the content. Subscribers are watching!"
She didn't bother hiding her disgust at those words.
Her reactions were gold for teasing, and they really shone during shoots.
"Ughh~. A deep kiss with you? Ewww~."
"I hate it too. Having to taste what Woohyun already has."
He put on a reluctant act himself. It was better than her going along too easily.
Made him want to tease her more—and above all, she was adorable.
"If you hate this content, we can switch to dildo content?"
"Um.... Well......"
She seemed reluctant, but her face flushed red at the mention of the dildo.
"Alright then. Deep kiss for three minutes. Be grateful it was one of the milder ones."
He set a three-minute timer on his phone, placed it on the table, and leaned toward U Dayoung.
"......"
Actually about to deep kiss her—a friend—her eyebrows twitched like it felt all wrong.
This would've spiked discomfort without the points.
He softly placed a hand on her waist to kiss, but she swatted it away politely.
"No hands on the waist. That's a no."
"Got it, got it."
This contradictory vibe—no waist touch, but deep kiss okay—sent his lust surging.
He braced a hand on the floor and leaned his head toward her.
Disgust on her face, but she glanced at the camera, resigned, and closed her eyes.
Slowly, he covered her lips with his.
"Mm..."
A deep kiss. With a friend, no less.
Three minutes felt way longer than expected.
He slipped his tongue between her soft, plump lips.
"Mmm..."
He peeked with half-open eyes. She was frowning hard, clearly hating it for real.
Yet she couldn't refuse, accepting his tongue. His erection throbbed so hard it might burst through his pants.
"Mm..., chup.... Mmm.... Mm...."
His tongue danced gently inside her mouth.
It wrapped around her warm lips.
He realized anew: her teeth were pure white, like fresh A4 paper—no trace of any skills.
"Chup..., haa.... Mm...."
He could feel her tension through her lips and tongue as he moved his inside.
Di-ring.
The alarm blared.
"Phah."
Their lips parted, and U Dayoung exhaled the breath she'd been holding.
The kiss had been sticky—her cheeks now faintly flushed.
"How was the kiss?"
"Ugh~. Hated it."
"Saying that makes me sad~."
He said it playfully, then pointed at the Jenga with a finger.
One block missing, but the tower stood firm.
"Alright, your turn to draw."
She unclenched her hands and prayed again.
"Please mild, mild."
"Couldn't agree more. Ugh~, doing it with you is unimaginable......"
His face full of smiles, but his voice dripped with exaggerated disgust.
With her pale hand, she drew a block from near the bottom.
[Use your mouth to caress the partner's precious part for 3 minutes]
The moment she read it, U Dayoung freaked out and flung the block aside.
"Euaaaang~! No way, for real~!"
"Uhihihihi!"
Watching her reaction was even more fun than the draw itself.
"Uhih! Hey! How do you always draw that no matter what! Fine. I hate it too, but no helping it."
He couldn't hold back the laughter exploding out.
Her intense disgust at oral made it that much funnier.
"Uh...."
"Gotta do it with your mouth. Got it?"
"Ugh~, can't we skip this one?"
"The others are way worse."
U Dayoung eyed his crotch and hesitated.
He pulled down his gray shorts.
Already leaking precum—his panties were slightly damp.
"Aaaah~, what's that~, I really hate it~."
She threw a tantrum. But he just shrugged helplessly and yanked his panties down too.
"Come on, no choice."
One hand couldn't even grip its girth. Thick veins bulged out prominently—call it veiny type.
Uncircumcised, but the glans was fully exposed from growth.
"......"
He draped both arms over the sofa back and spread his legs wide.
"Alright, make sure your face is fully in frame."
"I reeeally hate this......"
She knew they were filming, so despite the frown, she came closer.
"You washed, right?"
She asked, and he answered.
"Of course."
Reassured, her bare pink lips—sans makeup—took his glans.
Unfortunately, his "of course" meant yesterday, not this morning.
U Dayoung wrinkled her nose at the unfamiliar scent.
She barely put the tip past her lips, just holding it still.
"......I can tell—you really suck at sex."
"Mm..., hey. Never even done it for Woohyun."
"So I'm your first blowjob?"
"......What's a blowjob?"
U Dayoung seemed to hear the term for the first time.
"It's called fellatio when you do it with your mouth."
"Ugh, weird name."
"Stop stalling and get caressing."
Finally, she squeezed her eyes shut and guided his cock into virgin territory for the first time.
"Woohyun, sorry. Gonna take Dayoung's mouth-pussy first."
Crude words—U Dayoung smacked his thigh with her palm.
Smack.
"Ow, that hurts. Check out that hand strength."
"Chup.... Uuuh...."
Mouth stuffed full, she parted her lips to make hating noises.
He adjusted her pose slightly for the best camera shot.
"Suck harder."
"Mm..., chup...."
"Ow! Ow, hurts. No teeth. Teeth hurt, I said."
"Uuuh!"
U Dayoung glared up at him.
Her face said just let me do it, what do you care.
"Churuup, haa. Mm."
She couldn't swallow the pooling saliva or spit it out, fumbling awkwardly through the three minutes.
Beep-beep.
The alarm rang again.
"Honestly? Dayoung, you were so bad it felt more like torture than a caress."
"You jerk..."
She spat into the tissue under the table and shoved it aside.
Her saliva-glossed lips somehow looked even lewder.
"Alright, my turn to draw again."
"Don't pick anything weird for real."
Ignoring her curses from the side, he pulled a block from about the middle.
[Leave a kiss mark on the desired spot]
He raised an eyebrow, feigning disappointment.
She sighed in relief, judging it mild from his expression.
"Phew, lucky for real. So, where ya leaving the kiss mark? I didn't bring lipstick—what now."
"......?"
Something felt off about her words.
"What's a kiss mark?"
She answered with pure, innocent brightness—like a kid untouched by the world.
"Like a lip print, right?"
"......Wow. How'd you two date seven years? Woohyun a eunuch, or you got no sex drive?"
"Huh? Why?"
Instead of explaining, he figured showing her was better.
"I'll give you a kiss mark. Watch close. Chin up."
"Like this?"
Thinking it simple, she innocently lifted her head.
He snickered at the sight.
He gently grasped her chin, tilted her head like for a deep kiss, and pressed his lips to her neck.
"Chup!"
"Ahng!"
An erotic sound escaped her.
"It huuuurts~!"
He'd sucked hard—she shoved him away, claiming pain.
"Not enough yet. Gotta do it right."
"What even is this kiss mark~."
For her clueless self, he latched onto the same spot again and sucked hard.
"Aaaang~! Hurts!"
She shoved him off once more. He eyed her neck instead.
A vivid red mark shone on her nape.
"Perfect, done."
"D-Done? It was nothing. Wow~, this is super easy."
U Dayoung nodded, satisfied.
"My turn now?"
"Yeah, go ahead, Dayoung."
"Yessir~, please be mild this time too! Pretty please...!"
Praying, she drew a block from a bit above the middle.
The instant she pulled it, he scooted close to check the text.
[Lie down naked on your stomach and spread your buttocks to show (partner takes a photo ensuring the precious part is clearly visible)]
Seeing it, he muttered low.
"......Phew. Glad it wasn't me."