Chapter 11
Chapter 11
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 11
Chapter Title: 2. Half-Baked Hero, Lee Ha-yoon (5)
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What... was that?
"Argh... Come on, get up already...!"
"......"
I had hoped for a little event, sure.
And yeah, I did subtly cling to Woo-jin because of that.
But what the hell was that?
What Woo-jin just did to me.
What I just let happen to me.
"The blanket... which way is up...? Whatever. Doesn't matter..."
"......"
I was still pretending to sleep, eyes squeezed shut and curled up tight, when a fluffy blanket draped over my shoulder.
She must've struggled to carry me all the way here. Right in front of me, Ji-yoon panted roughly—huff, huff—clutched her back with a groan, and shuffled out of the room.
I cracked my eyes open and watched her retreating figure until the door clicked shut. Then I bolted upright.
What the hell was that?
Did he just kiss me?
And I swallowed his saliva like some pervert?
I knew what a kiss was.
I even knew it involved tongues tangling a bit... I'd heard about that from friends.
But gulping down saliva? No one mentioned that.
Lee Ha-yoon, why the hell did you just obediently swallow it, you idiot?
"...Ugh......"
No matter how I thought about it, it was weird.
Couldn't explain it unless it was a dream.
So I pinched my thigh hard. All I got was sharp, vivid pain.
Worse, the sensation of Woo-jin stroking it came rushing back, making my face burn hot.
Okay, fine. Honestly, I did want something.
But I was thinking a light hug. Or maybe... accidentally brushing against his unguarded chest. Something innocent and sweet.
Not this. Not leaping straight to that while Ji-yoon was in the bathroom.
Maybe because the room was pitch black. The scene kept replaying in my head on loop.
Click. The bathroom door shutting.
The faint sound of running water filling the quiet living room.
*Is this my chance?* I leaned my cheek against Woo-jin's shoulder.
Then he grabbed my chin, forced it up...
...and my brain short-circuited.
That memory.
"Eek..."
Seo Woo-jin's lips pressed against mine, and obscene wet sounds I'd never heard before echoed in my head.
Slurp, schlick. Panicking, I tangled my tongue with his without thinking, and foreign saliva pooled at the back of my throat, squeezing in bit by bit.
...This was supposed to be my first kiss. No time to even say it—gulp, gulp—I swallowed his saliva, letting a mouthful of another man's spit slide down into my stomach.
That alone made my shoulders shiver in shock. And then, my exposed thigh got his hand on it too.
Thank God it didn't go anywhere truly forbidden. But it was dangerously close—a spot that could lead right there anytime.
I let Woo-jin touch that dangerous place freely. And kept obediently swallowing his saliva.
As if deep down, that's exactly what I wanted.
I swear, I never thought that far...
At least Ji-yoon didn't notice a thing. Silver lining.
If she'd caught me mid-kiss coming out of the bathroom, she'd have thrown my high school incident in my face right then.
That time Ji-yoon caught me with...
A bit of unusual porn.
I'd sworn it was an accident—I clicked the wrong thing while watching something else—and somehow played it off innocently.
But if she'd seen that scene...
"...M-Maybe the booze..."
This damn alcohol is the enemy.
Whenever something happens after drinking, blame it on the booze and move on. Easy.
Just call it a one-night mistake.
Except...
There was one undeniable remnant I couldn't ignore.
I flopped sideways onto the bed like a doll with cut strings, still in my clothes. Carefully, I tugged my leggings down to my thighs.
Then slowly peeled aside the panties clinging to my unusually sensitive skin.
I flinched at the immediate slick wetness.
With my middle finger, I gently traced the spot my pristine white panties had hidden.
...Soaked.
Just from kissing Woo-jin. Swallowing his saliva by force. A light touch on my thigh.
Drenched like never before.
"......"
Am I... secretly a total perv?
Even I had to admit it.
Dripping and sticky.
When I pulled my fingers apart slightly, sticky strands stretched between them.
Lewdly.
"......"
...My mind's blank.
Even alone, it took at least ten minutes to get this wet.
Just a quick kiss and a thigh grope...
And I'm burning up...
"......"
Maybe that's why.
After a moment to collect myself.
Confirming the place outside was dead silent.
I started masturbating furiously.
...With my hips tilted sideways, love juices flowing down freely.
Soaking the bedsheet.
Of course, filling my head was...
That.
Over there...
Our little secret.
It had been a fruitful day.
To avoid straining my body with alcohol still in it, I jogged lightly and paused at a red light glowing ahead, catching my breath.
First off, confirmed: I'm back in the past.
Nothing new there—I'd suspected since the robbery.
Rescuing Lee Ha-yoon from those thugs let me get way closer than expected.
She was definitely awake during that forced kiss.
Her shoulders and thighs twitching tensely every time our tongues brushed? Crystal clear.
Yet she never resisted.
Not even right before Lee Ji-yoon emerged from the bathroom.
Her throat's one of her erogenous zones, sure. But a girl who always bounced with energy wouldn't stay that meek without more.
Goodwill toward me.
Without it, she wouldn't have accepted so quietly. Hell, I wouldn't have even gotten inside her place.
Smooth start.
"Hoo..."
Still February, winter winds whispering.
Like other schools, the academy's on winter break now.
How often will Lee Ha-yoon drop by the infirmary?
...And when will Lee Ji-yoon notice her little sister's changes?
Footsteps echoed—thud, thud—as people approached.
Cold night air brushed my cheeks.
Feeling my heated body cool, I popped a throat candy and picked up the pace a bit.
The academy's infirmary teacher.
No, scratch that.
My duties as Health Committee Member were dead simple, just like Principal Seok Jae-hwa had outlined verbally before.
Arrive on time.
Treat injured students with my ability, fill out the forms.
Rest is free time.
I could audit hero classes if I wanted.
The call button's separate anyway (a vibrating device buzzed faintly in my gown pocket). No worries.
He especially recommended ones tied to lives: rescue ops, evacuation, combat where kids often get hurt...
...Or so the notes said. Handed over by Principal Seok Jae-hwa that morning.
Cute handwriting. Hard to believe it came from that creepy old geezer.
But auditing? Not interested yet.
If Lee Ji-yoon enrolls later or a target hero pops up, maybe. Too soon now.
Lee Ha-yoon and Lee Ji-yoon were plenty.
I was skimming world news on my laptop that morning when—
Knock knock.
A sudden knock.
Unlike yesterday, the infirmary sign was properly posted. Still, early visitor.
I figured kids would trickle in after classes started.
Hmm. Curious newbie checking it out?
I closed the laptop and stood.
"...H-Hi."
"......"
But it was Lee Ha-yoon at the door.
Clutching an expensive hangover remedy from the convenience store.
Tiny star earring in one ear.
Academy uniform thrown on sloppily.
Usual long ponytail.
All the same.
But today, she seemed unusually subdued. Not the Lee Ha-yoon I knew.
Reason's obvious.
Yesterday's events.
Cuter reaction than expected.
"Hey, sis. What's up?"
"...Here. For you."
Lee Ha-yoon couldn't even meet my eyes, thrusting the remedy forward.
After buying booze with her own cash yesterday—already tight budget—this was overkill.
I wasn't even hungover.
But refusing would be awkward. I took it.
Plus, exchanging gifts later could build our bond.
"You didn't have to go this far."
"Y-Your head must hurt. You drank a lot."
"My head?"
She nodded vigorously.
"I... don't really remember last night...!"
"Last night...?"
"Yeah. After like, one can, it's all black. Haha..."
She avoided my gaze the whole time.
Even after a brief silence.
Glancing warily, meeting eyes for a second, then slipping sideways awkwardly.
...Made me wanna tease her a little.
"I see."
"......"
"Guess you don't remember anything about last night with me."
"Wh-Wha-What?!"
"It's fine. Nothing big happened."
"How is that not big...! Eek..."
Her cheeks flushed beet red as she tried to play it cool.
Yup. Total lie. She remembers everything.
"I'll enjoy this. Thanks, sis."
"......"
"If you get hurt in training today, come by. I'll see you before the other kids."
"......"
I smiled lightly. She finally nodded.
Then she scurried off down the hall, ears red as could be.
"...Doesn't work?"
"Yeah..."
"Why? Didn't Woo-jin like you?"
"Dunno...? Woo-jin likes me?"
"He took your number. Day one."
"...Oh. That. I gave it to him. Figured he was cute, maybe for bodyguards or whatever..."
"Ugh, you idiot. Should've said something."
"Shut up... I'm freaking out I lost him too..."
"What now? Can't throw more cash there. Lure him later with promises of more?"
"...Namho."
"Yeah."
"Did we get his address from the interview...?"
"We did, but probably fake. No way he'd give real info if he wasn't joining."
"......Lemme check. Still, it's close."
"...We'll verify later, whatever."