Let’s Compete, You and Me!
"Hey, Yerim! How are you?"
"Oh, uh, hi."
Youngsun quickly turned her head away. In her dream last Saturday, that girl had kissed her... and she was surprisingly good at it. Was it normal for women to be so comfortable kissing each other? No, that was just a dream!
"You're here to pick up your clothes, right?"
Even knowing it was just a dream kiss, her face flushed red. She hadn't realized the girl's feelings when she confessed, but if it were someone like Yerim, she thought a kiss wouldn't be so bad. Fearing that if she kept thinking about it, some strange door might open in her mind, she kept her eyes down and handed over the shopping bag filled with neatly organized underwear.
That Kangmin, that jerk... If he knew Yerim was the one coming on Monday, he should have told her. As she stood there blankly, drowning in despair after handing over the clothes, Yerim hesitated as if she had something to say.
"Um, Youngsun-unnie. There’s something I need to tell you."
What was it? What could she possibly want to talk about?
"Oh? Sure, go ahead. Hojun-oppa, can you watch the counter for a second? We'll be right back."
".....Huh? Yeah! Sure!"
Hojun, who had been stealing glances at Yerim’s chest with his eyes narrowed like a flounder, was startled and stuttered. How pathetic... If you’re going to stare, at least do it so others don't notice.
Youngsun and Yerim headed up to the rooftop. Youngsun pulled out an electronic cigarette and put it in her mouth, her brow furrowing. She had quit during her workout season, but ever since she got tangled up with Kangmin, she had been craving nicotine like crazy. Such a useless guy.
"So, what’s up? Is there something I can help you with?"
Yerim fidgeted before finally speaking up.
"Um, unnie. You know how Kangmin-oppa said I was his cousin..."
She did say that. A question Youngsun had buried in her heart surfaced.
"Ah, right. I have a question for you, too. Why did you take off your underwear when you slept at my place? Kangmin said you slept without any on, but that doesn't make sense if you were wearing leggings."
Yerim bowed her head deeply. Youngsun was a sharp person. There was no way to talk her way out of this. She had no choice but to be honest and state what she wanted.
"Actually, I'm not his cousin. I'm more like his girlfriend."
If she's a girlfriend, she's a girlfriend. What does "more like" mean? Youngsun looked at Yerim, feeling confused.
"How should I put it... a sex partner, maybe?"
What? A sex partner? That Kangmin, that bastard—he lied and said his sex partner was his cousin? He was bolder than she thought. She vowed to deal with him when he got back, but for now, she asked for the reason.
"Why did he lie and say you were his cousin?"
"Because he was afraid you wouldn't give me the clothes you offered..."
Aigoo, how pathetic. But thinking about it again, it made sense. Who would give clothes to a sex partner?
"And is it true you ran away from home?"
"That part is true."
To be precise, it was more like illegal immigration than running away, but it was all the same. Youngsun took another drag of her cigarette. If this had been a lie too, she might have reconsidered the offer to be his sex partner, but since it was a runaway situation, well, she could understand. That wasn't the important part. It was a relief she wasn't actually his girlfriend. She had something she wanted to say, too.
"Yerim, is that all you wanted to say?"
"...Yes..."
Yerim answered, hoping Youngsun had lost interest in Kangmin, but Youngsun showed no intention of giving him up.
"I'll be honest with you. I don't care if you're his sex partner or whatever. I want to have sex with Kangmin, too. When he gets back from his reserve forces training, I’m going to drag him to my place and sleep with him. I'm telling you this in advance so I don't feel guilty later."
Youngsun was a living bulldozer. She was the type to smash through anything she didn't like with her fists. If there’s a tree, kill the tree; if there’s a Buddha, kill the Buddha; if there’s an Arhat, kill the Arhat! If Yerim had been a real girlfriend, she might have thought twice, but knowing she was just a sex partner, she had no qualms.
Yerim stomped her feet. Youngsun was serious... She didn't want Kangmin-oppa to meet other women, but Youngsun seemed to have already made up her mind.
"And since Kangmin lied to me about you being his cousin, it seems he doesn't have zero feelings for me. Am I right?"
Yerim squeezed her eyes shut. How much does this unnie know? She tried to highlight Kangmin's flaws as much as possible.
"Kangmin-oppa is actually more of a pervert than you think..."
"That's fine. I'm a much bigger pervert than you think."
Youngsun smiled and admitted it. Her brakes had already been shattered by the two recent dreams. She felt like she could accept any perverted play Kangmin proposed now. Her heart was already burning with the flames of lust.
'Ah, I shouldn't have linked the dreams. What a mess I've gotten myself into just trying to earn some free mana...'
Yerim looked like she was about to cry. She had almost no cards left to play. Was she just supposed to watch Kangmin-oppa and Youngsun have sex? She had tried to accept it in the bathhouse, but thinking about it now, it was a deal where only she lost out. She hadn't wanted to use this. Yerim pulled out her phone.
"Kangmin-oppa, he... he records videos, too. He says he's going to upload them to the internet later..."
She was tearing up, worried about losing Kangmin, but Youngsun, misunderstanding the tears, bit down hard on her cigarette. Flames were burning in the depths of her eyes. It was a tiger-like growl.
"Did Kangmin force you? Did you agree to the recording?"
Uh-oh, if she said she didn't agree, it felt like Kangmin-oppa would be torn to shreds. That was how menacing Youngsun’s aura was. Yerim nodded.
"Yes! Yes. I like that kind of thing, too. It’s surprisingly exciting."
"Then that’s fine."
Youngsun flicked the cigarette butt away. The intense anger from before was gone. If they were both into it, what did it matter? Then, Youngsun fell into thought. Video recording, huh? She had never thought about that before. Having someone else watch her panting... It felt exciting, yet it also felt unpleasant. She wasn't sure about this one. Youngsun tilted her head.
Kangmin wants to record their sex scenes? He's more of a pervert than I thought? And here he said he had no fetishes.
'Oh, this might have actually worked!'
Yerim cheered internally. The idea of Kangmin uploading videos to the internet (even though he never said such a thing, nor did he threaten her) seemed to have the effect of making Youngsun hesitate. In the memories Yerim had read, Youngsun had hardcore desires, but she had no desire to be displayed on the internet.
"Um, are you perhaps reluctant?"
"Ah, so you're not thinking about me, you're just possessive? You're picking flaws on purpose to make me give up on Kangmin, aren't you?"
Yerim, hit right on the mark, bowed her head. Youngsun laughed and patted Yerim’s shoulder. Ah, this little one. She had a cute side. Then again, Kangmin didn't seem like the type to upload videos without permission. She liked Kangmin more and more. If someone as attractive as Yerim wanted to monopolize him, he must be quite the catch. He was well-endowed and diligent, too.
"Video recording, huh. Do you think Kangmin would be able to record if I said I didn't want to?"
Yerim looked at Youngsun’s deltoids and shook her head vigorously. The Youngsun in her memories was someone who could crush a sturdy adult male like she was mincing garlic. Kangmin would probably be taken care of in three seconds.
"I’ll do it if I want to, and I won’t if I don’t. And you, if you don’t want to be recorded or have videos uploaded, say so. Don't ruin your life for nothing. I need to have a proper talk with Kangmin about this."
Youngsun furrowed her brow. Video recording. Among her friends, there were cases where they fought and broke up because of this, and cases where a boyfriend leaked photos of them under the covers, forcing them to take a leave of absence from school. If it was this bad with just photos, then with videos... And even if she didn't leak them, there were cases where digital clouds were hacked or phone repairmen stole them. It was too dangerous.
"It's okay. I like it..."
"Is that so?"
'It seems dangerous... But, a camcorder, or a device that doesn't use the internet... I might try it once...'
If they left behind a video of them having sex, and then watched it while rolling around with Kangmin the next time... If there was no risk, it might actually be surprisingly okay. If they made sure no one could recognize them even if it were uploaded to the internet... Where else could she find something that exciting? The thrill of potentially being caught by someone. Suddenly, a tingling sensation flowed through her mouth. She swallowed hard. While Youngsun was lost in imagination, Yerim bowed her head deeply. It was a total defeat. It seemed she wouldn't be able to stop Youngsun.
As she hung her head in disappointment, a soft sensation suddenly touched her cheek. Yerim was startled, cupping her cheek and looking at Youngsun. Youngsun’s face was red.
"Um... I don't know if this is a precognitive dream or what. But later, uh, you know. I think there might be a time we watch it together in bed. Anyway, I want to get along with you."
Youngsun thought of Yerim, who had kissed her repeatedly. The play in the dream with Kangmin had been truly exciting. If she could do it in reality, not just in a dream... Not a 3P with two men, but a 3P with two women—it was incredibly exciting. She touched her flushed cheeks and hurried down to the counter.
'Anyway, Kangmin, you jerk, just you wait until you get back... No, having a sex partner, and even recording... And you told me you didn't have any fetishes? Just you wait. This time, I’ll do everything to you...'
If she did the plays from her dreams, would he like it? Even if he struggled and said he hated it? And... if she did it from behind, and he really used her... like a tissue...
"Ah..."
Youngsun, who was coming down, touched her trembling lower body and hunched over. She was so excited. Please, let Kangmin come back quickly... before she went crazy...