Chapter 3
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 3
Chapter Title: Scenario 1: Lovers
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Early morning.
"Yaaawn."
The notebook I'd opened yesterday ended up closing without a single word written in it.
Nothing came to mind when I actually tried to wring out some content.
I grumbled as I punched in the password and entered the second-floor office.
"Why not just use a card key or something."
The company I'd worked at before had employee badges, so things like this had been more convenient.
I flicked on the lights as soon as I got inside and headed straight to my desk.
With just the three of us, there was an insane amount of work to do.
Creak.
The chair let out a groan from its joints as I sat down.
"The benefits are just..."
I shook my head at the dismal welfare perks, booted up the computer, and dove right into work.
Ding.
The door opened while I was focused, and Kim Woohyun walked in.
"Oh, you're in early."
"Yeah. Tons to do~."
I didn't see U Dayoung next to him, so I asked,
"Where'd you leave your girlfriend?"
"My girlfriend?"
Kim Woohyun threw the question right back at me.
"Yeah, did Dayoung sleep through her alarm again? Look after your girlfriend and drag her in here. Work's piling up."
"Pfft!"
Kim Woohyun burst out laughing as he took his seat, set his bag down beside him, and said,
"Dayoung became my girlfriend starting today?"
"...Huh? What kinda bullshit is that."
I stared at him in bewilderment, and he widened his eyes right back, equally baffled.
"What?"
Kim Woohyun was the one asking me.
The moment I sensed something was off, the door swung open and U Dayoung walked in.
She must've struggled to get up that morning—hair rollers still in her bangs, rocking a light blue boxy tee and jeans.
"Hey, why're you so late? I'm seriously docking your pay starting at nine."
I snapped at her for clocking in past nine, and she stuck out her lower lip in a pout.
"Why're you picking on me~."
"Yeah, who told you to be la..."
Mid-sentence, U Dayoung came over and wrapped her arms tightly around my head as I sat there.
Her absurdly huge, soft breasts assaulted every nerve in my body.
"Hey...!"
I shoved her off quick, wondering if I'd messed up and done that to Kim Woohyun by accident.
"What're you doing? Get it together. Do it to Woohyun."
"Why~. My boyfriend's Siu~."
"...What the... Ah..."
A lightbulb flashed in my head. I remembered the scenario I'd scribbled yesterday.
No way, I thought, narrowing my eyes—just as U Dayoung squeezed harder with her chest.
"Argh..."
Early morning, and U Dayoung was already giving me a raging hard-on. I snapped at her in the moment.
If this were Seoul, I'd have options everywhere, but here? Not a single spot I knew.
"..."
Amid it all, her body wash scent wafted over—fragrant and damn nice.
We'd had plenty of skinship as friends, but nothing this deep or drawn-out.
Ahem.
That's when Kim Woohyun cleared his throat and spoke up.
"All good, but I'd rather you do that outta my sight."
His words turned my suspicions into stone-cold certainty.
A smile brighter than the day I got discharged from the military spread across my face.
U Dayoung.
Her boyfriend was acting extra weird today.
"What's up, Siu?"
At lunch, he kept sneaking glances at Kim Woohyun.
"Pfft, nah. Just."
He'd laugh out of nowhere, and every time he said or did something, he'd check Kim Woohyun—way off from his usual self.
Come to think of it, how long had Nam Siu and I been dating? The thought flitted through her mind.
"Here~. Dayoung."
Nam Siu popped a piece of kimbap into her mouth.
The instant it hit her tongue, she figured the "when" didn't matter anyway.
The day flew by in a blur of work—no time to catch her breath.
Heading out after clocking off, Nam Siu suddenly grabbed her wrist.
"Wanna knock back a cool beer? Bongja Salon's right up ahead."
"Huh? Sure? But how we getting home after?"
Nam Siu just shrugged.
"Crash at my place tonight, commute together tomorrow."
"Right," she said, and they headed to the pub.
Nam Siu.
Ever since piecing it all together, I couldn't stop grinning.
First off, watching U Dayoung under this ridiculous power—acting in ways she'd never shown me—how could I not laugh?
"Two drafts and a fries, please."
"Coming right up~."
I ordered from the staff, took my seat, and eyed U Dayoung across from me.
She'd been practically attached to Kim Woohyun for seven years, but now? This thrilled in a whole new way.
"Siu, gotta hit the bathroom?"
"Yeah, go for it."
Her backside as she headed off got me stiff and heated down below.
"Sigh, wonder if this is okay."
I said it, but a sleazy grin tugged at my lips.
"Damn. No matter how I spin it, I'm total trash. What am I doing to my buddy's girl?"
Once she was gone, my conscience kicked in hard.
But the second I spotted the curve of her breasts on the way back? That guilt collapsed like a sandcastle at high tide.
The beer arrived right on cue with U Dayoung.
I lifted my glass, face turning serious.
"Dayoung, got something to say."
"Huh? What?"
We clinked glasses lightly, then I spoke.
"Phew, tastes great, anyway. Sometimes I just feel like such trash..."
I gazed at U Dayoung with an about-to-cry expression.
She grabbed my hand, genuinely worried.
Her hands, usually rough, felt softer and more electric than ever.
"Why think that~. What's eating you? I'm your girlfriend. You can tell me, right?"
Watching this sweet side of U Dayoung nearly cracked me up.
"Nooo... It's just..."
I clamped down on the hand holding mine.
"It's... way too pervy..."
"...Huh? What?"
She cocked her head at "trash" and "perv."
I kept up the mopey act.
"I wanna do it with you so bad..."
"With me? Pfft! That's pervy? We've been together sin... Ah..."
U Dayoung's face turned vague.
Like some barrier jammed her thoughts.
Discomfort popped into my head.
'So that's the catch.'
Hasty, sloppy scenario-writing on my part.
"Remember when we got together?"
I asked. U Dayoung furrowed her pretty brows, straining to recall—not the date, but sensing the snag in her head.
'What happens at 100% Discomfort...'
Makes sense—this cheat ability had to have reins.
The notebook granting wishes wholesale was unbelievable anyway.
"Um..."
She struggled to respond, so I pushed the experiment further.
"Back in college, we did it every day... Lately, zilch..."
I spoke slow, gauging her.
U Dayoung stayed puzzled, frozen.
"Ah... Uh..."
She looked pained.
Sloppy scenario, lacking detail—side effects incoming.
Great power, sure, but plotting these would be a real brain-burner.
"...Don't remember?"
I probed again, dying to know 100% Discomfort.
I let go of her hand.
Still, she grimaced hard, struggling.
Gut screaming bad vibes, I cracked open my bag and cautiously flipped the Scenario Book.
Immersion:8%
Discomfort:61%
Sure enough, Discomfort was climbing fast.
Scratch scratch.
The sound of pen on paper, numbers ticking up.
Immersion:5%
Discomfort:70%
A few experimental words, and it reacted huge.
"...Hitting 100% on this is gonna fuck everything up..."
My instincts screamed it. Cold sweat trickled down my back.
What if 100% snaps her memories back?
Or locks out future uses?
Either way, catastrophe.
Better bail this time, prep properly next round to wield the power right.
I stashed the Scenario Book, grabbed both her hands.
"Dayoung, who cares about that? We're lovers. You know how much I love you, right?"
"Uh...? Uh..."
Her replies lacked conviction.
High Discomfort lagged her responses a beat.
Immersion dropping in tandem—high Immersion made her proactive like downstairs earlier.
"Cheers? Nice working in the office with Woohyun, huh?"
I tossed her a neutral, lover-unrelated topic.
Held out my beer to redirect her focus.
Finally, U Dayoung lifted hers slow, clinked.
Clink.
A clear chime.
"Dayoung? Look at me."
I waved to snap her dazed gaze into focus.
"Ah... sorry. Zoned out for a sec..."
Even talking, she kept doubting something.
Heart thumping like a Mafia game.
"Phew, beer after work hits different, right?"
I lobbed lame chit-chat her way, refreshing the vibe—like friends, not lovers.
"Yeah, it does. But Siu... did I... originally date you...?"
Thud.
My heart dropped. If it all shattered, no more fun ahead—loud as hell.
"Totally~. I chased our Dayoung like crazy 'cause I was head over heels. You kept brushing me off~. Know how heartbroken I was? Waaah."
I hammed it up comically.
Praying it'd land, I peeked—U Dayoung cracked up.
"Hehe, did I? Hmm~, drawing a blank~."
Seemed back on steady rails.
"Fate we drink alone today, yeah? Pic time. Wanna hoard pretty Dayoung shots."
I'd just cooked up the "madly obsessed" bit, diving into the role.
Pulled my phone dad-style, cranked a face so cringy even I'd cringe, snapped it.
"Whoa, too pretty? Pretty yesterday, today—tomorrow's gonna slay?"
"Aah~, cut it out~."
Praises kept coming; U Dayoung blushed, waving it off.
"Cheers~."
Worked beer in between the hype.