Chapter 131
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 131
Chapter Title: All In Together
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Oh Hana seemed to sense it would be tough. If it were just the Han Aebom I'd only seen around the studio apartment, I might have felt the same sense of hopelessness. Even now, my neck felt a little chilly.
"Why doesn't it work for me? Oh Hana's was swirling like a fierce vortex."
"Just because I spilled my guts a bit! Just because we mixed our bodies a little! That doesn't mean you can talk about it like everyone knows! Do you get what that feels like?"
Was it because we'd laid bare our secrets and true feelings like this? Or maybe just...
"Honestly, I have no confidence."
"Then give up..."
"I have even less confidence in giving up."
"Well..."
Oh Hana's lips bobbed a few times before she finally spat it out.
"...That guy's completely closed off, you know? He's practically living pride itself."
"Still, he's human."
He could cry, regret past mistakes, feel anxious when things didn't go perfectly his way despite appearances... Just like me, one single person.
"Who said he wasn't?"
"You like Aebom too."
"Of course I like... Ah! Oppa, you think I'm jealous right now? I was just asking because it seems totally impossible."
"Not even a little?"
"Ugh, fine, maybe a little."
I hugged the pouty, duck-lipped Oh Hana a bit tighter and said,
"I'll make it work somehow. I'm prepared for that much."
"So basically, you're saying you'll tame all three of us."
"Exactly."
At my words, Oh Hana let out a deep sigh and stared up at the ceiling.
"To be honest, even for me, it doesn't sit completely right with you declaring you'll boldly juggle three legs! Build a harem! ...My feelings are all tangled up, you know? You've seen how scary a woman's possessiveness can be, trailing after me all those times, right?"
"I have. Even saw it today."
I nodded with a smirk.
Oh Hana looked at me, then suddenly started rubbing my jaw with her hand. She seemed to like the scratchy feel of my growing stubble, rubbing it a few more times as she spoke.
"But that doesn't mean I want to push Aebom unnie and Sua unnie away because of your filthy greed. Whatever, we've lived under the same roof for a while now, haven't we? I felt it at the orphanage too—when you're crammed in tight, rubbing shoulders, you can't help but get close."
Even so, she smacked her lips, having experienced betrayal from those who would betray anyway.
"In that sense, I'm not against keeping things like they are now. Especially because..."
Oh Hana turned toward me, nestling in and boldly meeting my eyes as she said,
"I don't have the confidence to give you up either, Oppa."
I loved this utterly confident side of Oh Hana. Who wouldn't? Her charm just oozed out, captivating everyone around her without even trying.
"Ugh, but is it because it's the last one? It feels next-level historic. Right, Oppa?"
"Historic?"
"Yeah. It's the first time in my life I've liked someone this much, and the first time that person's not just looking at me—he's declaring he'll juggle three. If this isn't historic, what is?"
For a moment, I thought of those friends bragging about meeting three women at once during the year-end party. Maybe I should consult them later if I get the chance. Might help?
"But seriously, Oppa, you know you have to nail this, right? Normal guys struggle with one woman, groaning all the way, and you're taking on three. Each with their own killer personality and style. Wow, I'm getting dizzy just saying it."
Tell me about it. It really was dizzying. Honestly, I couldn't even picture it in my head yet. Me officially dating Oh Hana, Han Aebom, Yoon Sua... all three, building a harem. Wow, what kind of nonsense...
"In a different way, you're already becoming one hell of a guy."
"Real talk."
The brief silence turned awkward, but we synced up surprisingly well in moments like this.
"Eh, we'll think about it later. My head's gonna explode."
"Agreed. Hey, what changes if we yap here all day? Nothing. We gotta crash into it head-on."
"Exactly. Talking all day with our mouths won't cut it. For a guy, it's the dick, the dick."
The topic looped back naturally, so I asked,
"Anyway, you okay down there...?"
"Where?"
"You know, that hole under your pussy. Uh, your asshole."
"Just say it straight. Why get shy now after pounding someone else's ass to your heart's content."
"You begged for more."
At that, Oh Hana got genuinely pissed. Her eyes went wide, and she yelled,
"No! What if you half-ass it and it shrinks back tight, hurting like hell next time? Were you seriously trying to kill me?!"
"N-no, I was just worried..."
"I thought I was gonna die from the pain. For real! You wouldn't get it, Oppa! Wanna try getting pounded once?!"
"Gah!"
Knowing she'd actually do it, I quickly clasped my hands and apologized.
"Hmph, I'm letting it slide just once."
"Thanks."
They say lovers fight well too—is this what they mean? My heart dropped there. I had zero interest in her encroaching on that territory, even with a knife to my throat. Seriously.
As a drop of cold sweat trickled down, Oh Hana perched on the edge of the spa tub and checked her own ass.
"But honestly, I'm a little worried. What if it leaks?"
"Cough, l-leak...?"
"Why so shocked? After you rammed that massive dick in, it'd be weirder not to worry. Hmm."
She poked around a few times, then nodded.
"Okay, seems fine."
"We watched that modern noir crime flick together earlier, and now she's got a mouth like that."
She loved it, spewing profanity the whole time.
"Ah!"
Noir— we both gasped at the exact same moment.
"Aebom unnie!"
"Aebom!"
We said Han Aebom's name in perfect sync, then burst out laughing, clutching our stomachs.
"Pfft, insane."
"But seriously, Aebom unnie was perfect for that genre? Picture her on a luxury sofa, legs crossed, taking a cig from her subordinate, smirking at the pig scum: 'You'll be pigs forever...'"
"Chills."
Even roughly described, it fit Han Aebom so perfectly, the image popped right into my head.
"Wait, then what are we?"
"...The dim-witted extras handling gags under Aebom unnie's orders?"
A bitter silence followed. One lounges on a fancy sofa as the noir protagonist, while we scarf down jajangmyeon and do comedy relief.
"Ha, craving a smoke."
It slipped out unconsciously—who even said it?
The problem was, once aware, cigs kept floating in my mind.
"Ha, sticking one in my mouth right now would be killer."
"In our state, one drag and we'd probably vaporize on the spot."
"Yeah."
Honestly, that sounded ideal.
"Smoke?"
"Should we?"
...Me and Oh Hana sighed in unison.
"Sua unnie."
"Sua."
The moment we said her name, we both shook our heads like dying men.
"Smoke what? Time to quit for good. I heard people with strong willpower can drop it overnight."
"Damn, is that human?"
"Right? That bitch is just a monster, fuck."
"Calm down."
"Not mad or anything. Heh."
"Kuhuhu."
We laughed a ton. Eye contact set us off, dumb stories kept the giggles coming. Was I always this laugh-prone? Not the booze—my head was clear. I knew the real reason.
"Oppa, so you mentally prepared?"
It was her. Time with this girl was just that fun.
I smiled naturally and asked,
"Prepared for what?"
Oh Hana seductively licked and sucked her index finger.
"For me sucking you off."
The smile vanished from my lips.
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[Real Busan Pork Bone Soup]
I stepped into a shop where a steaming cauldron bubbled right at the entrance, filling the air with rich pork broth scent.
"Welcome, how many?"
"Two."
With me still out of it, Oh Hana answered and led me to a quiet corner seat.
"Auntie, two mixed pork bone soups. Some blood sausage appetizer, and a bottle of soju... the good stuff."
"Yes, one moment."
She even handled the order, then clapped right in my face.
The sharp clap snapped me back.
"Oppa, get it together. That good? Me rimming your ass."
"......"
Good? Honestly, the sensation still lingered in my head without fully replaying. It was a whole new world. Wanted to recommend it to friends... nah, crazy.
I shook off the afterglow with a deep sigh.
"Haah, now I kinda get why you reacted like that."
"Right? You have to try it. Heh heh, glad I went all out since you loved it."
Clatter.
Clatter?
"...Here, your food."
I silently shed tears inside as the auntie slammed the bowls down extra rough on our table. No chance I'd come back here. Damn.
Pop!
Whether the pork soup auntie glared in contempt or not... Oh Hana gleefully cracked open the soju like a pro and poured into my glass.
"Argh, we drank so much yesterday. More? Crazy?"
"Hair of the dog, hair of the dog. One shot."
"Can't even laugh properly, punk."
In the end, channeling the actors from that extra noir episode we'd binged before bed, I polished off the hangover soju and pork soup.
"Auntie, that was amazing!"
"Sure, dear."
Eh? Did the misunderstanding clear up?
"Ah, I enjoyed it too..."
"Scram, quick."
"......Yes."
Nope.
I smacked my lips and we grabbed 200-won vending machine coffees on the way out.
"What now, Oppa?"
To Oh Hana standing beside me, I sipped the hot, sweet coffee—easing the stuffiness in my throat—and replied,
"First, talk to the people we live with."
If I can't do it alone, better get help before stubbornly screwing us all.
"Yeah."
Oh Hana nodded, sipping her coffee. I gently stroked her head and said,
"Oh, right. Did you tell the cafe owner that text about quitting was a mistake?"
"Huh? How'd you... Ah! You jerk!"
I kissed the lips of the cutely punching Oh Hana. Savoring the sweet coffee taste, I said,
"No more lies from now on, always honest. That's why I mentioned it."
Oh Hana shyly averted her gaze, subtly grabbing my hand.
"Okay... Forgiven."