Chapter 15
Chapter 15
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 15
Chapter Title: 3. My Apartment (4)
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Crunch, crunch. I barely spared a glance toward the sink where the sound was coming from.
Leaving Lee Ha-yoon to her diligent performance, I began shuffling things around near her.
Standing right beside Lee Ha-yoon, I opened the kitchen cabinet and slid in the Lock & Lock containers.
Or lined up the seasonings one by one next to the dish soap.
Or tossed the freshly bought towels onto the washing machine and drying rack right behind me.
All to keep catching her attention.
To brush against her ever so slightly in the narrow space.
"...Ahem, hmm..."
I gave her just a little room, but didn't force anything.
Because, as you can see, her reactions were pretty entertaining.
Whenever footsteps approached, she'd stop scrubbing the frying pan.
When I passed right behind her, her shoulders would stiffen.
Once I'd finished moving everything and stepped out, she'd let out a relieved sigh loud enough to hear.
Then, as if nothing was on her mind, she'd hum a tune in a trembling voice.
It was more fun than I'd expected.
Hmm. I wonder if she'll really head home like this if I keep teasing without going all the way.
That piqued my curiosity a bit.
But idle thoughts aside.
Once I'd mostly finished organizing, I sidled up right next to Lee Ha-yoon and spoke.
"Sis. When's that gonna be done?"
"...Uh, huh? Oh. This. Uh. Just need to spray some vinegar and boil it for a bit..."
"Doesn't seem like much after all. Was worried it'd take forever."
"......"
"So once that's done, you can head out. I can handle the rest."
"I, I'm here to help. Take a break. I'll do it."
"It's fine. This is nothing. You can go after that."
"......"
She glanced up at me with her jade-green eyes sparkling, then went back to scrubbing the frying pan.
For some reason, her hands moved much slower than before.
She probably thought that was a natural reaction.
Classic Lee Ha-yoon thinking.
...Which is why.
I wanted to keep toying with her.
Like a toy.
"Sis."
"...What."
"You didn't come into my apartment thinking anything weird, right?"
Clang!
No such sound came.
Instead, her pouty, sulky face from moments ago whipped toward me in surprise.
She must've thought it was a 'perfect plan that Seo Woo-jin would never catch on to.'
...Her intelligence isn't even puppy-level.
"Did you really? Think something weird?"
"W-what are you talking about? Y-you're the one who did something weird first, that's why...!"
"Me?"
"L-last night...! When we were drinking beer, that..."
"Oh, the kiss."
"......"
Casually bringing up last night made her face go blank.
Then her cheeks and ears flushed bright red in an instant.
I always thought it, but her reactions were fun.
If one of the villains I'd toyed with had been like this, I would've cherished her longer without breaking her.
Too bad I only met her now.
Gazing at such a Lee Ha-yoon, I debated whether to push her all the way to the bed right here.
Or leave a little opening and tease her more.
"......?"
Lee Ha-yoon, who had been scrubbing the pan diligently, suddenly scooted away from me bit by bit.
Her ponytail, always bouncing lively in front of me, now swayed cautiously, tinged with her embarrassment.
"Where you going, sis."
"P-proper distance."
"Huh?"
"Maintain proper distance...!! Three steps. Don't come closer than that."
"How do you keep that in a one-room?"
"Anyway...! Get out of the kitchen quick...!!"
Lee Ha-yoon shouted after fleeing to the far side of the kitchen.
I'm no psychologist, but from toying with villains as practice before sleeping with heroes, I'd learned a few things.
One of them.
When women suddenly throw a tantrum out of nowhere, it usually means 'I surrender.'
Well, maybe a prejudice... but all the women I'd met were like that.
Even knowing exactly where their sensitive spots were.
Even after their pussies soaked the bedsheets with juices from my fingers alone, making us change spots multiple times.
Even with their holes twitching open and shut, lost in orgasm for minutes.
They'd insist they hadn't cum yet, that they'd won the bet.
I've seen that too many times.
Hmm, probably just embarrassed about last night, putting up a front.
I let out a light breath through my nose and stepped out of the kitchen as she said.
She was just acting on a momentary feeling, so playing along briefly was no big deal.
She was the type fun to toy with, after all.
Like a villain right before being hauled off by a hero, I walked with my hands spread lightly to the sides, signaling no resistance.
She scanned me up and down, reverting to villain mode, then slowly backed away, keeping exactly three steps as she'd said.
"......?"
Now that I looked, her position seemed a bit suspicious.
If she kept backing up like that from there, behind her was...
"This good?"
"...Y-yeah. So wait there a sec. It'll be done soon..."
I kept closing the distance while staring at her spot.
"...Hey. Seo Woo-jin."
"Yeah."
"I said maintain proper distance. Three steps. S-so don't come any closer... ...Ah?"
Her foot caught on the bed, and she tumbled down with a thud. I approached closely.
One step.
One step.
One step.
Slowly.
"...Eh..."
"......"
If she'd gotten up from the bed right then, she could've escaped unscathed.
But Lee Ha-yoon, an Evolution-type Transcendent far more agile than any normal person, just lay there dazed on the bed.
...Looks like she'd deliberately stood there aiming for this.
Or maybe just got so aroused she slipped by accident...
Whatever. Doesn't matter.
I'd gotten her to the bed either way.
"Sis. What're you doing?"
"......"
Even with seconds to flee, she froze in place, so naturally my hands planted on either side of her.
As if I were pounding into her missionary-style like an animal.
Squeeze.
"Is this why you pasted on that thick-skinned face and barged into your kouhai's apartment?"
"......"
Over her flushed red cheeks.
Her jade-green eyes, forced sideways, glanced up at me once before silently looking away.
If she denied it, said she never thought that and it was a misunderstanding, I'd have nothing more to say.
Honest in the weirdest ways.
What an idiot.
"Pretending to help like in some dating sim to build affection points."
"......"
Gulp, gulp.
No response,
but her throat kept bobbing.
What an idiot.
"Offering to help with ten minutes of unpacking like you're doing me a huge favor."
"......"
I knew it all.
That she felt some affection toward me after I saved her once.
That last night's brief encounter was weighing on her heavily.
That when I curiously wrapped an arm around her waist to test, she accepted it without resistance.
All of it.
So.
I pushed my greed a little further.
"......"
"......"
Thud. I pressed my forehead to her round one, gazing down.
She twisted her head slightly, lips mumbling, but couldn't fully turn away—kept peeking up at my eyes now and then.
'What are you trying to do?'
She knew full well, yet sent that look.
'Get off quick.'
She could push me away herself, yet sent that look.
I drew closer to such a Lee Ha-yoon.
And lightly pressed my lips to hers.
Not the sticky deep kiss from last night.
Just a light peck.
Touch and release—perfectly fitting.
Even that alone diversified her reactions.
For starters, her furrowed brow relaxed completely.
Her face filled with confusion as bonus.
Like replaying what just happened, her eyelids fluttered.
Eventually, her hand drifted to her lips.
Tap, tap. Touching them like she suspected it was a dream.
So, I.
Grabbed the wrist that had touched her lips, pinned it to the bed, and continued the kiss.
She flinched in surprise, wrist squirming, but that was it.
If she'd really wanted to shake me off, she could've.
She could've subdued and arrested me, even.
Instead, with ears bright red, Lee Ha-yoon closed her eyes and accepted the kiss.
When I tried tangling tongues like last night, she startled but tentatively met mine.
Not knowing how, just flicking clumsily like that'd suffice—such an idiotic move.
Of course, it was cute in her own way,
but why did it make me want to chuckle mid-kiss?
No helping it. Like last night, I flooded her mouth with my saliva.
I could almost hear her gulping it down obediently.
"...Phah..."
When our lips parted, gasps poured from her—like she'd been holding her breath.
A sticky thread between our lips. Her quickened breaths shifted the mood subtly.
The drying frying pan in the sink was forgotten.
All I thought about was how much to tame her today.
"Mmph... Chup..."
Wondering if she'd changed her mind, I overlapped our lips again—same result.
Clumsy tongue play, swallowing my saliva diligently, continuing the kiss.
That's why.
Sharing breaths with her now clinging submissively, I grasped the modestly perky breasts bulging over her hoodie.
...The type that looks flat clothed?
Or because she always wore stuff like this except when soaked by rain?
A far more vulgar size than expected filled my palm.
Pressing with fingers, it seemed I could envelop it completely.
...If she allowed kisses, checking a bit more should be fine.
Grabbing her hoodie from the hem, I pulled it up and off—no resistance, she yielded easily.
Unbuttoning her academy uniform blouse underneath, yanking up the black t-shirt—same.
In seconds, her pure white bra matching her panties was exposed. Even when I unhooked it with a flick, she was too busy swallowing my spit.
...Well, her throat was one of her erogenous zones.
She must like gulping things down.
Even flicking her hardening cherry nipples with fingertips.
Even squeezing her soft breasts in my grip to savor them.
Instead of stopping me, they stiffened harder.
Soon she'd swallow something much harder, loads of it.
"...Hoo... This okay? Won't Ji-yoon say something to you?"
"...Phah... Ha... ...Just act normal around her..."
Lee Ha-yoon, now abandoning all denials.
Of course it's normal for the older sister to get a boyfriend first.
I'd gotten confessions before too, just turned them down for work and taking care of Ji-yoon...
She mumbled unasked stories for a moment.
Lee Ha-yoon, who had dazedly clung for more kisses, suddenly paused.
A phone call?
No vibration or ring.
Why the sudden...
Recalling where I'd stashed the condoms, I waited. She cleared her throat cautiously.
"...Ahem. U-uh, Woo-jin."
"Yes, sis."
"S-sis will make you feel good."
"Huh?"
With that, she wriggled quickly out of my arms, knelt on the bed, and patted it.
Like offering a lap pillow.
So, extremely...
"...Q-quick. Lie down here."
"......"
...Out of character.
This is weird.
That's not your taste.