Chapter 66
Chapter 66
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 66
Chapter Title: Let's Date! (4)
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The sun dipped low in the sky.
The four of us emerged from the karaoke bar and took a leisurely stroll through the park, letting the breeze cool us off.
Kkuuueong!
Suddenly, Yoo Harin stretched her arms out with a long yawn.
"Ah, today was so much fun. It's been ages since I let loose like this. Feels like we're back in high school. Next time, let's hit up an arcade too? Play some claw machines!"
Her eyes sparkled with childlike excitement as she spoke.
"Sure, why not."
I nodded and asked her back.
"Come to think of it, today's hangout was pretty tame. What do you usually do when you meet up with friends, Harin?"
Cynthia hung out with friends often enough, but she wasn't the type to plan a full day out like today.
She didn't know much about trendy spots.
Kang Eun-seol, who'd lived in dorms her whole life, went without saying, and neither did I, with my limited experience with girls.
To begin with, as a delinquent girl, few people partied harder than Yoo Harin.
Today's not-quite-date itinerary for the four of us had been entirely her doing.
Before targeting Han Ye-eun, it wouldn't hurt to scout current trends and popular date spots for young people in their twenties.
Han Ye-eun was a completely different type from Cynthia or Yoo Harin.
"Me? With friends? Just hit a cute cafe, grab some food, drink, that's it."
"Minus the cafe, you sound like such an old man."
"Everyone lives the same way."
"Your speech patterns too."
"Shit, did I pick that up from you, Woo-chin?"
"Anyway, that's all?"
"Well, if I add more, sometimes we hit hot spots. During breaks, we travel, but come to think of it, we couldn't go this time because of you, Woo-chin!"
Yoo Harin punched my back repeatedly, putting on an exaggerated pout for no reason.
Of course, it didn't hurt much.
"Anyway, what do you usually do on dates with other guys?"
When I followed up, she stopped punching and furrowed her brow slightly.
"I'd have to go on dates with other guys to know. You think I just fool around with any dude?"
"Not even once with Choi Si-hyeok?"
"Hey, don't even. That bastard acted so busy. You know that event you went to in my place, Woo-chin? That was scheduled a whole month ahead. And he still flaked."
She stuck out her tongue, saying going out alone was a pipe dream.
"I see. Anyway, heading home soon? Where do you catch a cab, Harin? I'll walk you. The three of us are going the same way."
"Already? Instead of that, how about some chimaek at your place?"
"Chimaek?"
As I tilted my head, Kang Eun-seol shot her hand up quick.
"Chimaek! I want some too!"
"No for you. Cola if anything."
"Ah, why! I'm almost an adult!"
"Anyone else maybe, but not you. Just two more months."
"Tch!"
"You've held out nineteen years. Can't do two more months?"
I scolded Kang Eun-seol, whose hair was still wet from her last wash, then turned to Cynthia.
"You wanna come too, Sia?"
"Yeah. Sounds good. I don't love drinking, but with you, Woojin, it's fine. I'll call home."
And so, the four of us returned to the familiar officetel.
Chicken from the shop right out front—two whole birds, pre-ordered to go.
Normally it'd be one chicken per person, or at least one per two, but excluding my bottomless pit of metabolism, the three of them ate light, so two was plenty.
Soon, we huddled in the officetel's living room and clinked glasses.
"Cheers~!"
The four glasses met with a clear chime under Yoo Harin's lead, adding a refreshing chill.
Gulp! Gulp!
The beer sliding down my throat felt like it washed away the last of early autumn's lingering heat.
"Kkuu!"
Savoring the beer's crispness, I let out a groan without thinking.
"The more I watch, the more you seem like a total old man. You hiding your age or something, Woo-chin? Late registration or whatever—they used to do that a lot."
I chuckled at Yoo Harin's sharp jab.
"Late registration? What era you living in?"
My real age was older than twenty, but not old-man territory.
"By the way, at what age did you awaken, Unnie Harin? Same for Sia Unnie. Isn't Hunter class tough?"
Right on cue, Kang Eun-seol changed the subject, asking the now-relaxed Yoo Harin and Cynthia.
For non-Awakened, that was the burning question.
Awakened and non-Awakened shared the world, but their lives differed vastly.
Unless they landed desk jobs at guilds or the Bureau like her, regular folks like Kang Eun-seol treated Awakened like celebrities.
"Not that hard. Like I said, everyone's life is the same."
"Harin's right. Dangerous stuff is rarer than you'd think. Awakened are national assets."
Yoo Harin and Cynthia answered in turn to her sparkling eyes.
A question they'd heard dozens of times, but no annoyance showed.
They seemed to find the just-one-year-younger Eun-seol utterly adorable.
"I seeee."
"More than our stories, we wanna hear yours, Eun-seol. How was trainee life? Fun?"
Now Yoo Harin asked, and Kang Eun-seol answered.
We swapped stories back and forth, tearing into the chicken in a warm, cozy vibe.
Then, out of the blue, I asked.
"So, when are you two heading out?"
Empty beer cans piled up in the bag, clock hitting midnight sharp.
"Go at this hour? Crash here?"
Yoo Harin checked the time and asked shamelessly.
I'd suspected as much when she suggested chimaek, but sleeping over was the goal from the start.
"Then I'll crash too."
Cynthia, cheeks flushed from the buzz, chimed in like she wouldn't be outdone.
"Your place is close, Sia. We can toss trash on the way out—Woo-chin can walk you."
"Parents'll wake if I go now. I'll head out morning. That okay, Woojin-ah?"
I just shrugged.
No reason to refuse.
"Waaah! Then we can hang late with Unnies tonight?!"
Kang Eun-seol happily accepted their overnight stay.
"Speak casual with me too, Eun-seol-ah. Like with Sia."
Yoo Harin, who'd grown close to her, added with a grin.
"Oh, mind if I borrow some clothes, Eun-seol? Comfy ones."
"Yes! Yes! I'll pick cute ones! Leave lots of Unnie scent in our house today! So his—our oppa's smell doesn't linger!"
They launched round two: pajama party, leaving me as the sudden odd man out to clean up silently.
Setting aside everything else, seeing Eun-seol so thrilled stirred a fuzzy warmth.
This is family, huh.
If this world has an ending.
Once everything's done, someday I'll build an even bigger one.
Whether I can return to my original world or live here forever—who knows.
"Bedtime, guys. You'll pull an all-nighter at this rate."
I snapped the three chatterboxes back to reality, urging them on as time flew.
"Harin and Sia, share my room. One spare's left, but no extra blankets. I'll crash on the sofa."
Kang Eun-seol bolted to her room first.
"Good night! Or, night! See you morning, Sia Unnie! Harin Unnie!"
Yoo Harin and Cynthia waved, then headed to my room.
Swipe.
After whispering sticky nothings in my ear.
"Wearing super slutty underwear today?"
"Door stays unlocked, Woojin-ah. You know what that means...?"
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Late night.
Or rather, early dawn.
Prime time for steamy movies on TV, when libidos peaked.
"Haum! Eut! Jjook...!"
Cynthia wrapped her arms around Kang Woojin's neck, kissing him passionately.
Jjook! Chok! Jjut!
Sticky, thick kisses filled the master bedroom of his officetel, door firmly locked, hot breaths echoing.
"Haaa, ha......"
Pulling her lips away briefly, Cynthia shed the pajamas Eun-seol lent her and murmured.
"You got the key... right...?"
Her bare skin bore clear marks of Kang Woojin.
"Hurry and unlock me. I want it now......"
Short, intense foreplay over, her eyes burned with lust.
But.
"Move. I'm first tonight."
Yoo Harin shoved her arm aside and cut in.
"Wait your turn, Sia."
She flaunted her red lingerie, stroking his thigh seductively.
"No......"
"You've gone first every time. Yield today."
Cynthia, already fired up, tried to protest, but Yoo Harin cut her off firmly.
"Not always me first. I'm desperate too."
"Then make it fair—ask Woo-chin to choose?"
Smirking, she turned it on him.
"Who do you wanna fuck first?"
Her question dripped confidence.
She was dead certain he'd pick her.
"Hm, dunno."
But Kang Woojin wasn't so easy.
"Not sure yet~?"
Teasingly, he trailed off, pointing mischievously at his cock with his eyes.
"God, such a perv."
Getting the hint, Yoo Harin slid down to the bed's edge and engulfed his rock-hard shaft.
"Haaum."
She deep-throated it up and down once, pulled off, kissed the tip.
"Chok."
Then went full blowjob.
"Chueop, churup, chup......"
Pro-level skill, eager and expert.
Not to be outdone, Cynthia quietly joined.
"Me too, Woojin-ah."
Unlocking her chastity belt, she gave a soft titty massage and kissed him.
"Chueop, chup......"
With both girls serving top and bottom, Kang Woojin groaned low and deep.
"......Jjook."
Ending the long kiss, Cynthia licked from his ear down slow: neck, collarbone, chest, sucking and fondling.
"Huup! Chok! Jjook!"
Just like he often did for them.
Swipe, swish—.
As she teased his nipple, she asked.
"Feels good?"
His nipple, taut as his cock—her slender fingers gliding over it said enough, no words needed.
"Then I'll make it even better."
Satisfied with his silent reaction, she smiled sweetly, then stood him up.
"Not sitting—stand fully, Master."
Slipping behind, she rimmed his ass.
"Heup, um. Chueop, chok......"
Unfamiliar sensation invaded his always pristine hole.
"Hae, he, hee......"
First time awkward for her too, but she tongued diligently.
"Heuup, seup, churup......"
Glancing at her sideways, Yoo Harin amped up her fellatio.
"Chueop, chueop, jjut......"
Deep to the throat, out, repeat, fondling his balls gently.
"Hee, eup, chup......"
"Churup, chup, chup......"
Stimulation from both ends built his climax fast.
And.
"Kuhk."
Holding back as long as he could, savoring their service, he finally released his lower body's tension.
"Cumming!"
Grabbing Yoo Harin's head, he pumped deep into her throat.
"Uub! Ub! Eueub......!"
Eyes wide at the huge, thick load—more than usual, no surprise.
She swallowed bit by bit, then pulled off his cock.
"Paha!"
Cynthia, finishing her rimming, wiped her mouth lightly too.
"Heup."
They caught their breath briefly, both staring at him.
As if asking who was better.
"Think Sia wins this round?"
Kang Woojin plopped on the bed; Yoo Harin sighed.
"Ha, fuck. Fine."
Yielding to Cynthia's boldness, he plunged his re-hardened cock straight into her soaked pussy.
Squelch—!
"Ahuk! Too biiig—!"
He started pounding rough immediately.
"Aung! Eut! Eut! Haaang!"
Lying flat on the bed, Cynthia clamped her mouth with both hands quick, but futile as always.
"Aang! At! Aaaang!"
Each thrust battering her cervix gaped her mouth wide with it.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
Straightening her legs, he mating-pressed down hard.
"Huaaang! Ang! Aang! C-cumming! Cumminggg......!"
Relentless pistoning sent her over the edge quick.
"Cumming! Cuuuumiiing♡!!!"
Shuddering full-body, lust-drenched, all she could do was pray Eun-seol beyond the wall slept soundly.
"Haven't cum yet? My turn on top."
Yoo Harin tagged in right away.
Cynthia's curled toes still twitched nonstop.
Thud.
Laying Kang Woojin beside her, Yoo Harin mounted his firm body.
Squelch!
Cowgirl slamming down, lingerie on, devouring his cock.
"Ahk! Love this! So deep! Deeeep......!"
But her hip rocks didn't last.
Pound! POUND!
His upward thrusts buckled her torso forward fast.
"Aang! At! Nooo! Me! Hyaang! I was gonna lead today......!"
Control snatched instantly, she buried her face in his chest, instinctively bucking her ass.
Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat!
Her pussy raced to orgasm too.
"Aa! At! At! At! At! At!"
She gripped his hair hard, moaning uncontrollably.
"Cumming! At! At! Cumming! Really going......!"
Squirting spectacularly, she climaxed wildly.
"Goooiiing♡!!!"
After treating each to one orgasm, Kang Woojin rose slowly.
"Both of you, side by side."
He opened the nightstand drawer by the bed, pulling out Cynthia's gift set galore.
Rustle.
Gifts with her chastity belt before—stuff too lewd to take home.
She eyed the adult toys anew, half-expectant, half-worried, swallowing hard as the afterglow faded cozy.
"That's......"
"Isn't that too intense...?"
Yoo Harin too.
The array before them was no joke in quantity or variety—more than the love hotel last time.
"Wanna set firetruck rules?"
Kang Woojin lined them up, explaining.
"Signals. Yell red light if it's too much."
And soon after.
Blindfolding the fully bound duo, he attached rotors to their nipples and clits, vibrating.
"Heuuk! What's thiiis! Aaaang!"
"V-vibes too strong! Aa!"
Still bearable, they didn't red-light, just dripped nectar, moaning in pleasure.
Squeeze.
Next, anal plugs in both.
"Heeik?!"
"Hyaaak?!"
Not done.
Squelch—!
Cranking the rotors max, he stuffed their pussies with fat dildos.
"N-no! No! Nooo!"
"Hyaaaang! Aang! At! At! St-stoppp!"
Overwhelming stimulation shook them nonstop.
"F-fa, red liiiight...!"
"Hk...! Red! L-light!"
Vision blocked, bodies bound, only safe word left.
But.
"Sorry, firetrucks don't stop for red~."
Tricking them, he grinned wickedly, channeling mana.
Shaaa!
Doubling their sensitivity.
"L-liaaar! Aang! Ang! Ang!"
"Ch-cheaaater! I-I'm, c-cu-cumminggg!"
They tumbled into deep pleasure's abyss together.
"Haaaaang♡!!!"
"Heuuuuung♡!!!"
Kang Woojin leisurely savored the vulgar sight, tormenting them tool and cock alike till unconsciousness, all night long.