Chapter 4
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 4
Chapter Title: Scenario 1: Lovers
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Gulping down the beer refreshingly while checking her reaction, it seemed like everything was okay now.
"Ah~, I'm so full~."
After ordering another 500cc glass of beer, I slyly took her hand.
"Dayoung, your hands are pretty too~."
"What~? Really now."
She pretended to dislike it, but her face was all smiles. It wasn't for nothing that we'd known each other for seven years.
No matter that we'd become lovers through the scenario, her personality and habits hadn't changed a bit.
Fiddling with her hand, I stared intently at her.
"Why~?"
She blushed but let my touch linger fully.
Smoothly.
I pushed the skinship further than I ever would have normally.
Starting from U Dayoung's pale hand, I slowly traced up her wrist.
U Dayoung's wrist and forearm, which only Kim Woohyun had ever touched so intimately.
"Dayoung."
"Yeah?"
I flashed her a grin in response, then glanced around.
Fortunately, a wooden partition walled off the inside, keeping us hidden from the other patrons.
With a chill modern tune playing softly and the cool blast from the AC, I said,
"Come closer over here."
She caught on as I smiled and slowly leaned her head toward me.
Thump.
My heart pounded wildly with insane excitement.
Her permed brown hair cascading long, her fair skin, thin yet dark eyebrows, straight pointed nose rising perfectly in the center, and refreshingly large eyes.
Looking at her adorable smile, my heart throbbed madly.
One thing was certain.
'It's not love.'
Not love, but the thrill of this very situation.
Sure, I'd had plenty of sex before, but I was buzzing from this absurd setup.
Smack.
I pressed my lips to hers as she drew near.
The faint beer scent from my last sip mingled with the familiar aroma of her lip gloss.
"Heh."
She glanced up at me shyly, eyes brimming with affection.
More than anything, my cherished little buddy down below was throbbing angrily.
"Do you like me?"
She nodded as if it were the most obvious thing when I asked.
I wanted to tease her honestly with What about Woohyun?, but worry over discomfort held me back.
Bzzz.
That's when my phone buzzed.
"......?"
Flipping it open, it read [Woohyun].
"Phone from Woohyun? Hold on."
I stepped out with the phone. Fishing an Esse Change Up from my pocket, I stuck one in my mouth and answered.
"Yeah, Woohyun. What's up?"
Chik.
I lit it mid-sentence.
[Ah, it's... nothing much... just, something feels off... When did you two start dating? Can't remember all of a sudden.]
"......Huh?"
I froze, cigarette dangling from my lips.
[Not sure if my memory's messed up, but it wasn't you originally... Yeah, feels wrong? Guess I misremembered. Sorry for the random call.]
"Huh? Nah, no worries, happens. Yeah~. Get some rest~. Sure~."
I hung up, took a deep drag of smoke, and stomped my feet.
"What the... Ah... Fuck, the discomfort isn't just hitting her."
It didn't seem limited to U Dayoung.
From Kim Woohyun's reaction, it was hitting him too.
The scenario's influence extended to every part.
"Sip, whoo. We're screwed."
Clipping the cigarette between my index and middle fingers, I scratched my forehead and racked my brain.
Brainstorming.
Thoughts swirled like a typhoon.
"Ah... Should quit smoking or something. Can't think straight. Shit."
With a storm raging in my head, every word I'd had flew away.
"Whoo."
I chain-smoked it quick and headed back inside.
"What'd Woohyun say?"
U Dayoung asked about the call.
"Ah, just checking if we were eating well."
"Really~?"
As I sat across from her, another worry hit. If this scenario ends, what happens to memories the next day?
That thought tangled the problem even more.
I'd even considered going all the way to sex, but if memories stuck around, wouldn't that be a disaster?
"Hmm..."
"Siu~. You can tell me if something's bothering you~."
"Huh? Nah, I'm full now. Ready to head out?"
"Mm~."
We stood together, hand in hand, heading to the counter.
Paid by card on the way out and swallowed tears.
'Should've written in the scenario that U Dayoung pays.'
Outside, I said to her,
"Time to head home?"
For tonight, I'd send her off and challenge again later with a more solid scenario.
"Huh? I'm staying at Siu's tonight, remember~?"
"Ah, r-right. Yeah, that's right."
At this rate, I had no idea what I'd do.
Because I knew all too well what a trash heap I was.
U Dayoung.
This was clearly her boyfriend's place, somewhere she'd visited often, yet it felt strangely unfamiliar.
"Why am I even here...?"
Nam Siu jumped at her quiet murmur.
"Why, why? You said you'd stay over tonight? We drank, and it's getting late..."
She checked her phone—barely past 9 yet.
His flustered expression sparked a surge of cuteness.
"Aww~. Don't worry. I'm staying. Siu, got any clothes to change into~?"
"Y-yeah, sure."
Following him into the bedroom, she took in the place.
"House is so nice~. Whole-place rental, right?"
She recalled hearing that before. Were we dating back then? Doubts about this situation flickered in her mind and faded.
"Yeah, exactly. Got the office here, so rented nearby. Dumped every penny I saved."
"Hmm~."
Hands clasped behind his back, she watched Nam Siu rummage for clothes.
One hand held something long, the other a suspiciously short piece as he pondered.
'Siu's a guy, after all.'
Seeing her boyfriend deliberate like this made her giggle—he was just too cute.
"I'll wear this one!"
Time for his girlfriend to take charge.
In Nam Siu's hand: a white crop top and what looked like matching skin-tight white spandex short shorts.
"Y-yeah?"
"Gonna change. Out~. It's embarrassing~."
Even so, slipping into something this short took resolve—it was that mortifying.
Thinking of him waiting outside kept her smiling.
Her boyfriend showing such pure innocence? Irresistibly cute.
Of course, she couldn't read his exact thoughts, but what she saw was pure.
"Smells a bit like cigarettes..."
The room did carry a faint smoke scent. She'd seen him step out for a smoke during that call.
Someday she'd make him quit, she thought, stripping off her clothes and hanging them on the rack.
Her full breasts jiggled with every movement.
"Ugh... putting it on..."
The white crop top was so small she grunted struggling into it.
"Oof..."
Once dressed, even a twitch sent her breasts jiggling wildly.
In the end, she ditched her bra and slipped it on again.
The bra in her hand read,
(65E)
Before heading out, she tilted her head.
"Come to think of it, why does a guy's place even have this?"
Not long after moving in, a female friend had crashed here and left that crop top behind. Way too small for U Dayoung anyway.
"She won't be able to wear that..."
Still, following instinct, I didn't try to talk her out of it.
Plopped on the cheap living room sofa, I fiddled with my swollen buddy while pondering.
"Sip. Brain versus dick—which wins this battle?"
Lots of women had come and gone, but U Dayoung was always off-limits.
We were too close for that, and I never really saw her as a woman.
Of course, back then I'd have jumped at the chance if offered.
But her walls were ironclad.
Plus, she was already dating my close buddy Kim Woohyun.
"Ah, I'm not that much of a trash... How do I even face Woohyun?"
Words said, my heart raced with excitement, blood rushing below to stand firm.
Click.
U Dayoung emerged cautiously from the room.
Rubber band in her mouth, hands pulling her hair back into a ponytail.
With each step, the tiny crop top let her breasts bounce like live fish.
"Sip. Even hell's saying I'm non-recyclable trash."
Found my true self in an instant.
Shoulders broad and balanced to support those massive breasts, tapering to a slim waist below.
Hips flaring wide like the shoulders, thighs spaced enough for a fist between.
Tall as she was, the small size clung tight inescapably.
Clap clap.
I gave her a heartfelt round of applause.
Boxy tees and loose fits at school and work had made it hard to tell, but now I knew for sure.
"Come to your boyfriend, our pretty Dayoung~."
In this scenario, I was U Dayoung's boyfriend.