The Round Girl's Secret
The door opened! "The person you were holding hands with, is she your girlfriend?"
"Charles? Yes. She’s my girlfriend."
As I nodded, a manic glint flickered in the Malayan Bear’s eyes. "When you were talking to me the other day, you didn’t seem uninterested in Youngsun, did you? You asked me what would happen if you dated her. Remember?"
Sweat began to bead on my back. *Well, that was before Charles was my girlfriend!* I hadn’t expected that trying to play nice would lead to me being surrounded by a pack of bears! I did my best to come up with an excuse.
"Ah, I was just curious... Youngsun-noona is very pretty, isn't she?"
At those words, the Malayan Bear tilted his head and asked the guy next to him, "Is Youngsun pretty?"
"She is."
"I’ve known her since she was five, so I can’t really tell."
"Honestly, me neither. The Director dotes on her so much that I just assume she is, but..."
These people had known Youngsun-noona since she was so young that they didn't see her as a romantic partner, but rather like a cub that needed protection. After debating her appearance for a while, they reached a conclusion: let’s see if this guy is a suitable man for Youngsun.
Perhaps wanting to test the guy who was hitting on their youngest bear, they dragged me in front of a door frame.
"Grab the pull-up bar."
Wait, why is there a modular pull-up bar attached to a hotel door frame?
"We brought it because we’d lose muscle mass if we couldn't work out. Now, pull-ups!"
I felt like I’d be brutally murdered if I didn't do it. *Grrrnnnngh!* I barely managed two pull-ups before dropping. It was a new personal record. Usually, I’d drop after just one. But these bears stared at my frailty with their jaws dropped.
"Only one pull-up? My god!"
"This kid... is he going to collapse while walking down the street? Do you want some protein?"
These crazy humans whose brains were made of muscle!
"Kangmin-ah~ are you inside?"
Thankfully, Youngsun-noona opened the hotel door and poked her head in. The Malayan Bear approached her, looking genuinely flustered. "Hey, that guy can only do two pull-ups!"
"Oh, really? He only did one before, so he’s improved!"
Youngsun-noona walked over with a bright smile and patted my butt. The bears watched her, looking completely bewildered.
'Did you see Youngsun do that?'
'I didn't.'
'Does Youngsun like him?'
'Then what? Does she like a man who already has a girlfriend?'
The bears’ brains seemed to overload, and they stood there like statues of Rodin. Youngsun-noona didn't care and started rolling her shoulders in front of the pull-up bar. "Should I try?"
And then, she did them without hesitation. Eighteen perfect-form pull-ups. I really shouldn't mess with her...
"Minsu-oppa! I’m going to go look around with Kangmin!"
After coming down from the bar, Youngsun-noona grabbed my hand and pulled me away. The bears still looked dazed.
Once we were out in the hotel hallway, Youngsun-noona scratched her head, looking shy. "The guys didn't do anything weird, did they? They’ve known me since I was little, so they’re a bit over-the-top."
"Well, they seem like good guys."
If they knew what I usually did to Youngsun-noona, they might actually kill me... Past "plays" flashed through my mind. Graffiti play, the Director, anal sex after bondage, tormenting her with anal beads until she cried—but I couldn't give up! Indomitable courage surged within my heart. Even if it meant being torn apart by bears, I would definitely make Youngsun-noona offer her virginity to me this weekend! And besides, Youngsun-noona enjoys these plays too!
As I burned with resolve, Youngsun-noona asked, "Dad said to come to the office with Charles. Do you want to go together?"
"Well, I don't have anything else to do. Sure."
As the three of us headed to the office, Father’s voice drifted from inside. It was a voice full of panic. "No, what is this outfit!"
The three of us peeked inside. Father was holding up a white garment hanging on a hanger, furious. It was a top consisting of only two triangles (and quite small ones at that), and white short-shorts the size of panties. The hem was wildly fraying with loose threads. If a woman wore it, it would certainly draw all eyes. But there seemed to be a problem with the clothes, and the person talking to Father was sweating profusely.
"Hakbeom-ah. We brought the wrong clothes. I told you I’m sorry! But can’t you just let her wear it once? How are we supposed to proceed without a round girl! And frankly, what’s the difference between this and the leggings your daughter wore here!"
"Aigoo—I hate those leggings enough as it is! How can I let her wear something like this!"
Father was pounding on the office desk in anger. Ah, I could roughly guess the situation. The part-time job Youngsun-noona and Charles were going to do was being round girls. They would be the women who come out every round holding a sign to announce it. But since the outfit was so revealing, it was completely unacceptable to Father.
"Um... Dad, what’s going on?"
When Youngsun-noona asked, Father held out the clothes as if glad she had arrived. "Youngsun, could you wear something like this? It’s ridiculous, right? You think so too, miss?" He asked Charles for agreement. But Youngsun-noona glanced at the clothes, then looked at my face. Huh? What was she going to say?
"Kangmin, what do you think?"
She was dragging me into this. Honestly, it would be great if she wore it. But if I said that straight out, I’d be at -100 points with Father.
"Isn't it a bit too revealing? I think Father is right."
Father’s expression changed to: *That’s right! Good job!* But Youngsun-noona had completely read my mind. She blushed, hesitated, and said, "Hmm, but I think I’m okay with it. I’ve known the office manager for a long time, too. Instead, do me a favor later. I’ll wear it this time."
"Aigoo, Youngsun! Thank you!"
The man called the office manager approached and kept thanking her. But Father looked like his soul had left his body. His expression said, *'My daughter is an exhibitionist... I knew something was fishy when she only ever wore leggings...'*
Leaving Father behind, Youngsun-noona and Charles each took an outfit, smiled, and gave me a sly look. Oh my... I’m looking forward to tomorrow...
Honestly, a tournament where people are more interested in the round girls than the finalists is unprecedented. But the finalists who had their attention stolen didn't seem to mind much. If anything, they were so honored by the privilege of seeing Charles and Youngsun-noona up close that they didn't know what to do with themselves.
The announcer coughed, then bent his waist like a bow. He opened his chest to announce the entrance of the round girls. "Then, round girls, Youngsun-yang and Charles-yang, please enter!!!"
The announcer’s voice was comparable to a professional esports caster. And Youngsun-noona and Charles walked onto the stage with bright smiles, holding signs that said ROUND 1. The steel frame of the High1 Resort was on the verge of collapsing from the men’s cheers.
"Wooooah!!! Youngsun!! Jeon Youngsun!! Youngsun-noona, take me!!!"
"Noona, I’m dying!!!!!!"
"Charles!! Look over here just once!!!!!"
"Show us your tattoo just once!!!!!!!"
Charles used her thumb to slightly push aside her collarbone area, showing off her birthdate. The men made the venue tremble by stomping their feet. That wasn't the end. Charles winked toward where I was and blew a kiss. The men in this direction screamed until their throats tore.
"Charles looked at me! She looked at me! I want to marry Charles!!!"
"Shut up! Don't try to outbid me for my wife, you son of a bitch!!"
Seeing this mess reminded me of the Siloam at the Nonsan Training Center... It felt unpleasant because I thought I’d get PTSD. Of course, it was nice to objectively feel that my girlfriend and Youngsun-noona were pretty, but...
And Youngsun-noona’s father didn't seem to like this situation either. He crossed his arms and muttered, "Boxing has been tainted."
I felt sorry, so I added a word. "Well, isn't it fortunate if it survives even like this?"
"...Is that so."
Father loosened his log-like arms, but his face remained crumpled. And it crumpled even more when Charles and Youngsun-noona came down from the ring and sat right next to me. Youngsun-noona didn't even notice and grabbed my arm, laughing as she asked, "Kangmin-ah. How is this outfit? Pretty?"
Honestly, it’s pretty. Especially the contrast between the white clothes and her brown skin—it’s super sexy. As expected, white clothes suit her well. Charles didn't want to lose, so she asked me too. "Oppa, how about me?"
Her garter belt tattoo on her thigh was clearly visible, and the bottom of her pink ribbon was also slightly showing. Father turned his head slightly to look at the ring, feeling embarrassed. *'It’s nice, but won't my reputation be ruined? I don't think I did anything wrong...!'*
But the two of them didn't care about my situation. Youngsun-noona glanced at her dad from the side and whispered to me, 'I asked the office manager and got this outfit, you know? Tonight... look forward to it...'
My cock felt like it was going to stand up right then and there. Last night, we went to the casino as a group of four and drank so much that we couldn't even have sex. Tonight, it really felt like it was going to be a hot night—
The winner of the chess boxing didn't matter, but he was happy to be able to take a picture with Charles and Youngsun-noona. After taking the picture, he asked for Youngsun-noona’s number, but was rejected. Hmm. They say the winner takes it all. In the end, wasn't I the true winner of the chess boxing?
And—night. We gathered in Yuda-noona’s hotel room. While drinking beer, the three of them watched me. "Hmm—Kangmin-ah, do you want to wash up now?"
The three of them had each showered and come out, tidying their hair as they asked me. Ah, of course. I have to wash up. I washed thoroughly and came out with a swollen heart. Oh, damn. While I was washing, all three of them changed their clothes. The lights were dimmed, with only one lamp on. All of them were wearing their round girl outfits, sitting on the edge of the bed, swallowing hard as they looked at me. Six thighs were clearly exposed, and a dizzying pink mist seemed to cover my body. Their eyes were sparkling, and they were all impatient. The three of them opened their mouths and called me.
"""Kangmin-ah," "Oppa," who do you want to run the first round with?"""