Chapter 50
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 50
Chapter Title: The Pursuit of Efficiency
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Cars zipped past Han Aebom on the road, their cool rush cutting through the night. At least that proved time hadn't stopped. My brain had, though.
'Whoa, this is seriously embarrassing.'
Was that really what I'd just heard? No mistake?
Okay, sure, aside from chugging a big bowl of wishful thinking, I hadn't expected much. But this? Way too shocking.
It was nearing 10 p.m., and the streetlights—cheap things that looked like they needed replacing soon—were the only illumination left.
Even under that dim glow, her beautiful black hair gleamed with an absurd luster. Her eyes were sharp yet unwavering with firm conviction. Those lips that always spoke the right words. Her pert nose. And above all, an innate elegance she couldn't hide.
For someone like that to carve out time just to talk about 'sex.' Yeah. Sex. Fuck.
"Hyunwoo?"
"Yeah? Oh, give me a sec. Suddenly feeling this goddess-like aura turn so human has my head spinning."
For real. The girl I'd only seen as a perfect lady was suddenly bursting with human charm. Sure, I'd caught glimpses during our romps with Aebom, but this hit like a truck—first time tonight, for sure.
Or maybe that's exactly why we'd had sex in the first place?
'I get it, though. Sort of.'
Me? Living under one roof with Hana, I'd popped boners at all hours, my brain stuck on sex 24/7 back then. Looking back, that's all I obsessed over—how to get laid.
Just remembering how long I lingered by the condom display...
"I knew Aebom had a bit of a pervert streak, but I didn't expect her to come right out and say she wants sex."
"W-well, isn't that just how it is? It's all for efficiency, you know."
Huh? What efficiency?
I tilted my head, and Aebom grinned triumphantly. Why, though?
"From that look, you have no idea. I'm talking about the ten positive effects of sex."
What?
"Figured as much. So I did the research ahead of time."
Why did she do all this research so often? I'd noticed before, but Aebom was thorough to a fault. Everything she did had solid backing. If she were my boss, I'd have adored her.
"First, sex is a great workout in itself. Second, it's good for mental health..."
In the end, I stood there for a solid five minutes, enduring Aebom's stellar presentation on the ten positive effects of sex.
If the topic weren't sex, I might've been genuinely impressed. As it was, it all boiled down to "I want sex."
"...On the flip side, unlike those positives, failing to release pent-up lust can have negative effects. Kind of like nicotine withdrawal—feeling empty, regretful, scattered."
Aebom clearly knew she was making lame excuses. Otherwise, her lips wouldn't purse like that, her face flushing visibly even under the crappy lights.
"A-and finally! Once someone tastes pleasure in any field, they can't forget it."
Like cigarettes?
"So! Basically, Hyunwoo, you have to take responsibility."
What is this cute little creature?
"True, we haven't had sex lately."
What can I say? We'd gone at it like rabbits until Sua moved in, then it dropped off. I wasn't exactly free of frustration.
But more than that, as a man, I'd been pushing to raise my value, become reliable for the girls—sex got sidelined.
"You're talking like it's all business. Feels like you only want me. Right?"
Aebom puffed her cheeks. What even is she? This adorable critter.
Absolute affection toward me? Otherwise, would she go this far for a guy she wasn't even dating, who's also with Hana?
Whatever. A girl this pretty and lovable is begging for sex with me.
"Of course I want to. Just caught off guard by how bad you want it."
"T-that's..."
Aebom's voice trailed off meekly.
"Can't be helped. Sua never leaves the house."
Fair point.
Since moving in, Sua hadn't stepped one foot outside—not even lying. Her cooking and cleaning were top-tier, obvious in a day. Even her online grocery shopping was pro-level, spotting fake "discounts."
Our fridge went from trash dump to spotless. But anyway, back to Aebom.
She never leaves, so it's a problem for Aebom.
Normally, she'd sniff my panties or... yeah.
"Why the face?"
"Nothing."
No matter how I spun it, it was insane. And it suited her weirdly well. Got me a little hard just thinking.
"More importantly, doesn't it bug you at all, me and Hana? You're acting way too chill. Makes me feel like the only perv here."
"Oh. That."
I scratched my head and explained.
When smoking—not often, but occasionally—Hana would suck me off right there. Even rarer, we'd fuck there too.
No condom, creampie anyway, easy cleanup. Hana didn't mind the leak into her panties.
"Y-you call that... talkable?!"
Even I realized mid-sentence: this is nuts.
"What if someone sees?!"
"Worried at first, but Hana says odds of getting reported are near zero. Heh. After a few times, my caution died."
"Unbelievable."
...said the girl who immediately backpedaled.
"Unbelievable, sure. But frequent repeats prove results and safety. Ahem!"
At this point, she was twisting herself into knots to beg for sex. She really wanted it.
Damn, too cute.
"Alright. Next time, you try it too."
I turned to walk, but she stuck like glue. She'd grabbed my collar.
"It's 9:14 now. We usually leave the one-room at 9:35 on average. Yet we arrive five minutes early. That's twenty minutes travel time. With buffer, twenty-five leaves twenty-one minutes spare."
"......"
"Even includes five-minute margin. No bonus pay for early arrival, doesn't boost later efficiency. No point going early."
Felt like a criminal. I'd turned this sharp girl into a smell-fetish perv.
Suddenly, responsibility hit.
"Makes sense. Nearly wasted time chatting with the manager for free. But you okay? Never done oral."
"They don't hire total newbies anymore. Any chance to gain experience? Passing it up's dumber."
Aebom didn't get it. No excuse makes "I want sex" anything but cute.
"Keep that up, I can't hold back. No idea how bad I want your mouth."
"Eep."
I lifted her chin, nipped her lower lip, and kissed. Her eyes fluttered shut, body shivering.
One deep kiss after so long, and her switch flipped already?
"This alley."
"...Yeah."
Shady neighborhood. Ironically, in better times security improves, but endless recession soured the national mood.
Alleys popular with teen smokers had zero foot traffic. Plus, still chilly.
"Haa. Haa."
Aebom panted once we reached the alley, vibe carrying us. Nervous?
...Then I saw her face and jerked my gaze up.
Because...
It was pure horny bitch face, puffed with anticipation, hot breath huffing.
'Well, damn.'
Proverbs flashed: Quiet cats climb the ridgepole first. Late-learned thieves don't fear dawn.
Perfect for Aebom right now.
"Time's tight, so oral once is best. Cool?"
"Yeah. No choice."
Aebom knelt casually, face nuzzling my crotch softly. Her warm skin pressed in. Driving me nuts.
I swept a hand over my face, checked for passersby. Had to block any gawkers.
Then, a forgotten skill popped up.
'Oh, right. Erogenous Zone Confirmation Skill.'
Wanted it bad, got it, then forgot? Lame.
'Let's try it.'
[Erogenous Zone Confirmation Skill used.]
[Confirming Han Aebom's erogenous zones.]
[Han Aebom's erogenous zones: smell, brocon, queen, toes, fingers, navel, and nose.]
No way. For real?
I doubted my eyes. Everyone's kinks are their own, fine. Knew about her smell fetish. But the rest? Spectrum's too broad.
Nothing to test now. Filed it away.
"Ah... already getting bigger, Hyunwoo."
"Yeah. You pull it out, Aebom."
She eagerly unzipped, slipping fingers inside.