Chapter 71
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 71
Chapter Title: Hana Motel
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I feel like I've been possessed by a ghost. Or maybe it's more accurate to say I fell victim to hypnosis.
[High Sky Wedding & Convention]
[High Grand Hall]
When I came to my senses, I was already at the entrance to the wedding hall. People who'd driven here were leisurely pulling out as the parking barrier lifted.
Ji Seonhye was off in the distance, driving away in her little compact car.
"Hoo."
I let out a small sigh and wiped my face. I had no idea what kind of trance I was in while eating. I couldn't even tell if the sushi was going in through my nose or my mouth.
I glanced to the side. There was a blonde beauty looking just as dazed as me.
"Going back... what do we..."
"Let's walk."
Oh Hana clutched her head with both hands as she spoke.
"Just... let's walk. Cool off a bit."
"Yeah."
I nodded faintly. I needed to clear my head a little too.
We slowly moved away from the wedding hall. We walked blankly along the paved road until an unpaved dirt path appeared, marked by a construction sign.
The moment I flinched to a halt, the memories I'd been trying to forget replayed vividly before my eyes.
"Kuh... kuuuuh!"
A pained groan came from beside me. I looked over, wondering what was wrong. Oh Hana had her hands gathered like cat paws, trembling all over.
"Th-those people... what must they have thought of me? No, it's not about them. I... I misunderstood and puffed out my chest, acting all confident..."
I suddenly clamped both hands over my mouth to stifle a burst of laughter. Shit. It was fine earlier.
'Excuse me! The past is the past. Just because Oppa confessed to her back then doesn't mean it's still like that. Because now, I—your proper girlfriend—am here.'
Even thinking back now, I was grateful.
But even more, she was so damn cute back then.
"Kuh!"
Why is this so hilarious?
"Heh... who knew she'd misunderstand like that. No wonder it felt like she was putting extra oomph in spots. Kekeke."
I finally couldn't hold it in and let out laughs. Oh Hana shot me a murderous glare.
"It's all your fault, Oppa!"
Eh?
"In a situation like that, if you say you're uncomfortable or whatever excuses about circumstances, people usually think it was a confession that got rejected, or a bad breakup after dating."
Is that how it is? If it were me, I'd just think, "Oh, some awkward personal issues he doesn't wanna talk about."
Oh Hana's eyes narrowed in a pout.
"With your personality, they'd probably just brush it off as some personal issue, no big deal."
I flinched, and she immediately followed up with a combo.
"So it was probably some obvious flirting going on, and the TA straight-up showed interest, but you were too oblivious and just screwed everything up!"
"Kuh... kuaaaah! Kua."
This time, I clutched my face with trembling hands and shook on the spot. Now I get what they mean by words that hit like punches.
It hurts. Really hurts. Like some invisible force was pummeling me from every angle.
"How could you not know? If you had, maybe the TA would've been the one coming to the wedding today instead of me?"
I do think there was a chance of that. But while it might be obvious looking back, back then, I never once suspected she was doing those things out of real interest in me.
Probably because as a total loser, I'd given up on so much. Especially back then—I was way more pathetic than now. And she was so mature by comparison.
I never expected someone like that to have feelings for me. It's like when nerds are walking and a beauty talks to them—they instinctively look around for hidden cameras. Same principle.
Anyway.
"Even if that was the case."
I looked at Oh Hana. Everything that happened today flashed through my mind in an instant. So much had gone down. Every bit of it crystal clear.
The feelings I had, all sorts of thoughts.
And no wonder. We'd barely spent three hours at the wedding hall. Felt like days, though.
"I think now is better."
Oh Hana startled. She turned her head away from me, hands clasped behind her back, rubbing the ground with her shoe. I smirked as her sharp eyes softened.
"Let's go home."
"Okay."
We carefully walked the dirt path, chatting idly. It was about a 30-minute walk to the subway station. Not too long with someone to talk to.
"The wedding was pretty."
"For real. The bride looked so happy."
"That song? What was it called... the congratulatory performance? She sang well. Honestly, if you'd done it, it would've caused a riot."
"Me? Why?"
"What do you mean? Your singing is insane."
Thinking about people freaking out, wondering if they hired an idol, just made me feel good for no reason. Do writers create stuff with this kind of satisfaction?
"I was honestly thinking of you and Aeboom unnie. You'd liven things up hilariously somehow, and unnie? Forget it. They'd think you invited a pro opera singer."
The mundane chit-chat while trudging along was pure joy. Felt like going back to student days, cracking up over dumb jokes. I kinda get why people say dating makes you feel young again.
"Come to think of it, I haven't heard Sua sing. Curious."
"Yeah. Next time, karaoke with Sua unnie. Or if not, a coin one nearby. For sure."
"Sure."
As I nodded, Oh Hana's steps halted abruptly. Just cross the street ahead, and the station was under five minutes away.
Why'd she stop?
[Hana Motel]
It was a motel with an old, weathered sign that screamed age.
"Uh... well. Kinda caught my eye since it has my name. But obviously, the 'hana' there means 'come together as one' or whatever."
"Yeah, figures."
You see all kinds of motel names in busy areas. Like one called "Sleepy Sleep" with the sign "JAGOGAJA MOTEL."
Oh Hana stared at the sign with lingering eyes and said,
"Alright, home time. Green light now."
I grabbed her arm as her heel clicked toward the crosswalk.
"Let's stop by."
Oh Hana's head bobbed up and down.
*
"3 hours for 15,000 won."
"Here."
"Have a good time."
As we took a rickety old elevator—not even a keycard, but an actual worn key—I wondered if anyone else in the world day-uses a motel right after a wedding.
It rattled noisily up to the fifth floor at a snail's pace.
'My heart's pounding like crazy.'
Logically, we'd already had our fun with Oh Hana plenty of times. So why feel shy about entering a motel now?
Still felt embarrassing.
"God, was it that obvious I wanted to go to a motel? Thought even you'd miss it, though."
"I can pick up on this much."
...Or so I said.
But thinking deeper, one big reason I missed all of Ji Seonhye's signals multiple times was because I just wasn't interested in her at all. Plus, being a total loser with zero self-confidence didn't help.
'Now I'm brimming with confidence everywhere.'
Really. Everywhere.
How high was my total virility now? Probably +3, and stamina already +4. Recalling how it felt at +2 before, this was way more massive than I thought.
I could carry Yoon Sua on that walk unscathed thanks to the boosted stamina and strength. Otherwise, kneading her ass and feeling her tits all day would've been impossible.
[505]
Clunk, click!
I inserted the key and turned.
The creaky old door opened to a tiny room without a bed, just a puffy blanket and ancient pillows.
The shower was that rare old-school kind, same quality as our one-room's.
"Cheap places always have a reason."
"And worn-out too."
We grumbled, but hey—this was great. No squeaky-clean luxury like other motels or hotels. Made the situation way more exciting.
Like you could feel this space was made purely for sex?
Rustle!
I was spreading the blanket on the floor when Oh Hana carefully stripped off her clothes and hung them on the wall.
"Haa. Gonna live."
In just her underwear, she squatted in the corner, pressing her abused feet—tormented by heels all day—with her fingers.
And damn, it was erotic as hell.
Wriggling toes. Hands caressing her heels and insteps. The sexy thigh lines from her squat, that naughty black string panty in between. And faintly, the cameltoe over it.
"......"
No man could look away. Pure madness... like a single frame from an adult photoshoot.
"Ah, Oppa, want water? You drank too much soda."
"Huh, yeah, mouth feels sticky."
I took the water she handed me and asked,
"You?"
"Nah, I'm just gonna have your semen. Feels way better."
"......"
Watching her drop filthy lines like casual chit-chat, I wiped my face with one hand and chugged the 500ml bottle.
I'd already hung my suit on the hanger, facing her in just my underwear. Nice visual as-is; didn't wanna take her bra off yet. Same for her.
She stared intently at the bulge in my panties.
"Me... today, I kinda wanna suck it like this."
"We're in sync today, huh? I was thinking of rubbing against your panty-wrapped dick. Gotta pull it aside a bit to actually suck, though."
Right before the main event.
"Wait!"
Like we'd planned it, we lay side by side under the blanket and unleashed wild kicks.
Pang! Papapang! Pang!
Good. No more blanket kicks needed back home with Hanae and Sua.
"Hoo. Shall we start?"
Oh Hana gave a satisfied thumbs-up, got on all fours in cat pose right in front of me, and declared,
"You taste first. I wanna suck your dick, then get pounded right away."
With that, I swallowed hard at her swaying ass.