[Sister Would Love This]
To catch a fish properly, you need the right bait and the right rod. Just as you need something sweet to coax Lee Hayoon into doing a favor while she’s curled up on her bed, the PC bang we’d just arrived at was merely a means to an end—a way to be alone with Seo Woojin.
I’d tell him he sucked at the game, and that was probably why he was just as pathetic in bed. Then, I’d sigh and say, "Well, I have no choice, do I? I’ll have to take it upon myself to play 'Big Sister' and teach you properly." That was the plan to keep the conversation going until we left our seats, headed for a motel, his place, or wherever else we felt like going. That was the plan I’d mapped out in my head, the one I was ready to execute.
"Wait, hold on."
"Why?"
"Damn it, I’m already caught..."
Before I knew it:
"110! Hey, Seo Woojin. I’m pushing that way!"
"Huh?"
"The 110 direction, you idiot! Listen to the callouts!"
"Wait..."
"Can’t you even read numbers? Look at the top of the screen!"
"110..."
"No, you can clearly see the bullets coming from there, you blockhead... ...?"
I found myself sitting next to Seo Woojin, shouting at the screen—loud enough for only him to hear, of course, because I’d be mortified otherwise. I was acting like some obsessed gamer girl who’d come to the PC bang with her boyfriend, completely caught up in the excitement. So much for "secret sex without my sister knowing."
"Sorry. I ended up dying without getting the kill."
"......"
What is this? Why am I... how did I end up just playing games so seriously?
"Jiyoon?"
"...Ah, ah! Yeah. Right. Sure. You should be sorry! After playing like that..."
"Maybe it’s because it’s not the mouse I use at home? It feels a bit awkward..."
"W-well, do you think I’m using my gear from home, too...?"
"That’s different. You’re naturally good at games."
"...Hmph."
"Phew... My hair is all flattened from the headset. Ugh."
"......"
What? What is happening? I keep asking myself the same question, blinking rapidly. Ah, damn it... I’m so embarrassed. Even if I was focused on the game, I’m so mortified that I completely forgot my original purpose that my cheeks are burning. Did I really come to the PC bang with Seo Woojin just to play games? Lee Jiyoon, you idiot. You came here to lure that naive fool into having s-s-sex, didn't you? But instead, I spent all this time just playing games... Ugh...
...Anyway, what’s done is done. I need to forget it and move on. I have to pull myself together. Only then can I use the remaining time for something lewd... ...Ah, the remaining time.
"Should we keep playing?"
"Wait a second. I need to check if I... need to add more time."
"Really? Take your time. I’m going to the bathroom for a bit."
"...Okay."
I didn’t need to check; I’d already loaded plenty of time. It was just an excuse to leave Seo Woojin, who didn’t know much about PC bangs, to his own devices. I pulled my cap down low over my head, muttered something incoherent, and checked the computer clock while sipping my iced tea, which had long since melted into water.
...Pfft. What? 8 o'clock? Wait, wait. We agreed to meet at 6...
...Ack. We’ve been here for two hours already? Don't joke with me. Seriously. It didn't feel like we’d played that many rounds, so how is it already 8? I thought I’d be able to leave the PC bang in 30 minutes, maybe an hour at most, while teasing Seo Woojin for being a virgin with his dick rock-hard...
I denied reality and checked the phone I’d tossed under the monitor, but the time was, of course, 8 o'clock. Realizing I’d spent two hours forgetting my goal and having fun playing games, I broke into a cold sweat of pure shame and glared at Seo Woojin as he walked back from the distance. He really looks like he doesn't have a single thought in his head. Except for the fact that he seemed a bit bored because he kept dying in the game.
"Did you have to add time?"
"...Oh, um. ...No?"
"Really?"
"......"
...There’s no other way. I already had the plan, right? It’s embarrassing now that the moment is here, but I have to start digging at him for being bad at the game, just like I planned. If I stay still like this, we’ll just naturally start another round.
"Hey. Seo Woo..."
"Maybe it’s because it’s just the two of us? It’s definitely harder without that person around."
"...Huh? Ah. That’s just because the opponents are getting better. There was a big patch recently... that..."
"Aha. A patch... Well, anyway, it’s getting boring since I keep dying instantly."
"......"
No, that’s not it. Let’s try again. Since we’d drifted into a weird conversation, I cleared my throat and spun my chair toward Seo Woojin.
"...Seo Woojin."
"Why?"
"Why are you... why are you so bad at this?"
"What? The game?"
"What else would we be talking about right now? ...You idiot."
Wow. Wow. This is awkward. So awkward. I thought I was pretty good at lying, but my acting skills are absolute trash. I should never dream of being an actress.
"Sorry. I’m trying hard, but my skills aren't improving. I guess I’m just not cut out for games. Probably."
"......"
And you’re supposed to get a little annoyed there, so why are you apologizing so gently? I’m the one who should be apologizing. I should be saying something like, "Sorry for being rude," or something like that... Damn it. The plan is all ruined. What do I do? I didn’t have a backup plan. Ah, whatever. My head hurts, so I’m just going to go for it. The other customers are all busy talking to each other anyway, so if I whisper, only he’ll hear me.
I nudged his ankle with the tip of my sneaker and continued.
"...You’re bad at games. And you’re... bad at s-sex, too."
"......"
"...You moron."
"......"
I said it as rudely as usual. Or rather, I stumbled over my words because I bit my tongue. I muttered it, looked away, and pretended to be busy with something else. As if it were just a casual remark with no real meaning.
I’d had sex-adjacent encounters with him in Lee Hayoon’s room while pretending to be her, and I’d had messy, saliva-swapping sex in my own room while being just Lee Jiyoon. I’d even told him I wanted to watch them have sex while pretending to help. And now, I’d even lured him to a place where my sister wasn't. And yet, I said it like it was nothing.
...The result was exactly what you’d expect.
"...Hmm."
"......"
A sigh escaped him. It wasn't a heavy, deep sigh of despair, but a light, sharp exhale through his nose with his lips pressed together. Even someone as socially inept as me knows what that sigh means. It means he’s dumbfounded. Or that he’s incredulous. Or maybe it’s like he’s asking, "Are you crazy?" In any case, it meant he understood the subtext of my words. And the fact that he didn't immediately jump up and leave meant:
"......"
He was interested in that "subtext" too.
"Lee Jiyoon."
"W-what?"
"Is that why you suddenly asked me to go to the PC bang?"
"W-what did I do?"
Seo Woojin leaned in close, whispering as if worried the other customers might hear. Normally, I would have growled at him to get away because it was gross, but I couldn't bring myself to do that. I just sat there, whimpering like a kitten, letting his voice force its way into my ears. ...Because, against the backdrop of the clacking keyboards in the PC bang, having his voice forced into my ears like that... felt better than I’d expected. Yeah.
"You suddenly brought up sex without any context, so why are you playing dumb?"
"S-sex..."
"...Be honest. You dragged me here under the guise of a PC bang to practice sex with me again, didn't you? You crazy bitch."
"......"
Because of the explicit word "sex" being forced into my ears in his low, masculine voice, and because I’d heard him call me a "crazy bitch" over text earlier that day, my thighs, buried deep in the PC bang chair, trembled uncontrollably. ...I didn't think I had a fetish like this. Did my tastes change a little after having sex with him last time? Or was I always like this, taking after my sister who had a masochistic streak? Or maybe it just feels good because he’s my sister’s boyfriend?
I hid my thighs, covered by dark jeans, with my winter coat, looked around, and leaned in close to his cheek.
"To be precise, it means you didn't like what I played for you on my phone yesterday, so you want to practice with me directly... something like that, right?"
"...It’s frustrating. You moron...!"
He whispered with a mysterious smile, as if he were troubled, yet on the other hand, as if he didn't hate it. I whispered back into his ear so he could hear me clearly.
"Frustrating?"
"You might not know, but from the listener’s perspective, you sounded like such a virgin...? Even if we leave the rough stuff for next time, you should at least fix those things...!"
"Which parts?"
"...Like asking my sister if it feels good every two seconds..."
"I’ll fix it. Anything else?"
"...Even if that’s my sister’s taste, you just kept pounding away violently the whole time..."
I whispered close, hoping no one around us had heard what I just said. Close.
"...So what?"
"What do you mean 'so what'...! Are you asking because you really don't know?"
"She liked it, though? You must have heard Hayoon-noona’s moans, too."
"I-if you mix in some gentle stuff, she’ll like it even more, you one-track-minded virgin...!"
"You didn't say that last time."
"Ugh... I-I forgot to say it. Damn it..."
In truth, I don't think I’ve had much experience with gentle sex either. ...And I’ve never really felt the need for it. Like when he had me against the desk and pounded me from behind until I was drooling... that felt the best. I rattled off the sexual knowledge I’d picked up while gaming, then bit my lower lip as a headache slowly crept in. I thought it would be like, "I’ll teach you step by step." ...I don't like how I’m getting swept up in his pace. Of course, he’s just a naive guy, so he probably doesn't have a single thought in his head.
"...I was going to say we should stop playing and go get dinner. But it’s probably better to just go home."
"......"
"Let’s go. Ah, are you hungry?"
"...Forget it. What time is there to eat dinner... ...Let’s go quickly."
The only luggage I had was my phone. I stood up, scratched my ear as if to erase the lewd conversation I’d just heard, and waited for Seo Woojin with my hands shoved deep into my pockets. ...I muttered about how he was such an idiot for not even finding the 'End Session' button right there on the screen, even though he didn't know much about PC bangs. In any case, it was my first time going to a man’s house, so I tried to suppress my heart, which had started to flutter for no reason. And then, looking away, I whispered in a voice barely audible.
"...Hey. Seo Woojin."
"Why?"
"...The... ...condoms."
"I have plenty at home."
"...Ah. Okay."
We left the PC bang, practically announcing to the lonely customers playing games around us that we were going to practice sex. ...Ah. Of course, whether it’s sex practice or something else, that’s up to everyone’s own interpretation.