Chapter 60
Chapter 60
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 60
Chapter Title: 12. School Resumes
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"What do you mean bathtub? Flaunting your money right now?"
"That's not what I meant. Standing here washing together like this is fun too."
"......Fun my ass...."
"Want me to scrub your back? Ji-yoon?"
"Hah, don't...!"
"Pfft.... Alright. Alright."
The lights went out.
Not the bathroom light in our house that flickered at the drop of a hat,
but the hot, noisy mischief we'd been up to behind Unnie's back had finally stopped.
...And yet,
a faint, stubborn ember remained, one we hadn't quite extinguished.
"Is this the shampoo?"
"The one next to it. That's body wash."
"Aha."
We'd just been going at it like rabbits...
...Sex, we'd had sex nonstop, so of course things couldn't stay the same.
But no,
Seo Woo-jin and I were both just pretending nothing had changed.
Because it was awkward.
We weren't even dating,
and calling us fuckbuddies felt off too,
that...
We both knew it all too well, but we'd shoved it out of sight for a moment,
and gone and done something naughty.
Just like earlier when Seo Woo-jin had blindfolded me with his mask and kissed me,
using the excuse of 'practice' to clumsily cover each other's eyes.
Until the condoms he'd brought ran out,
we'd gone and fucked like crazy.
So now,
there was no going back to how things were before.
"...You're right. I smelled this on Ha-yoon Unnie's hair too."
"Pervert? Sniffing around like that?"
"It's not like I can help not wanting to smell it."
"Then stop breathing."
"Breathing...? Oh, like when we were practicing kissing and you stuck your tongue out first?"
"......Sh-shut up...."
"You were so cute trying to lick first earlier..."
"I said shut up, please...!"
The futon soaked here and there with our mixed fluids.
The slippery floor and desk slick with my saliva and juices.
A single mask,
...and a trash can full of over a dozen used condoms.
My crotch throbbing and sore from all the rough pounding.
Ignoring all of it,
I chatted away with my sister's boyfriend.
...Ticklish,
embarrassingly so.
"Hey. Ji-yoon, scoot over a bit. I wanna wash too."
"That's why I said earlier I should come in separately...!"
"Nah. This is a memory too, right?"
"What are you saying, sounding like some high school homeroom teacher..."
"Ah, I'll just go behind you. We're different heights anyway."
"It's so cramped..., ...ugh."
Seo Woo-jin brushed his wet hair back and came up behind me.
Maybe because we'd just gone at it so much.
His thing, not even hard, brushed against my ass,
then his manly forearms, packed with dry muscle, wrapped around my waist,
and he rested his chin lightly on top of my head.
...Ow....
"...Seo Woo-jin."
"Yeah?"
"That. Don't do it."
"This? Oh, don't rest my chin?"
"Yeah. It kinda hurts."
"How's this hurt..."
"It does? Wanna try it on you?"
"Pfft.... You're smaller than me, how?"
"Make you kneel and it'd be plenty. Idiot."
"...You into that?"
"Into...? What do you mean int— ...Ah, no...!!"
Seo Woo-jin chuckled slyly and just held my body tight as he poured warm water over us.
As if we were...
lovers showering after sex.
...Though reality was a bit different.
"...Don't touch my stomach."
"So many no-gos. You don't even have much fat there anyway, why?"
"I said don't touch! ...And don't touch Unnie's stomach later either. You perv."
"Then, boobs?"
"......"
"Stomach no, but boobs okay?"
This was practice too...,
because later he'd be holding Unnie like this alone.
I was just helping Seo Woo-jin practice.
...If only
I could think of it that innocently.
Soon, only the sound of dripping water filled the bathroom.
Running down my body,
along his hands groping lewdly,
over my breasts gripped tight in his hands,
the streams flowed down.
The various fluids pooled on the floor got sucked into the pitch-black drain.
Gurgling,
with complicated noises.
60
"Fuck..."
Lee Ha-yoon, whose existence I hadn't even known about before regression.
Yojora, just some drunk villain.
Excluding those two, I'd finally achieved one small wish. The moment I got home, I faceplanted onto the bed.
No kidnapping.
No rape.
No brainwashing.
No training.
Nothing like that, at least.
Back in my villain days when I was in heat 24/7, I'd thought those were essential for fucking a hero.
But the one regret...,
was that rather than me taking the lead to seize it, luck had played a part?
Who could've known Lee Ji-yoon had those tastes? But a regret's a regret.
I could whine a little.
"Hoo..."
...Or maybe not.
After throwing away a decade of my life like an idiot, shouldn't I just gratefully take what I get without complaints?
I don't know. No clue.
My fault for being born with a rock for a brain.
After a brief self-reproach.
Ugh, I reached out, plugged my phone into the charger, and changed clothes.
I'd skipped dinner fucking Lee Ji-yoon, so I ordered some random delivery,
─What're you up to?
and texted Ha-yoon, who was still clueless, from the edge of the bed.
The reply came back in under ten seconds.
[Lee Ha-yoon]
─What else? Same old stuff.
─Wanna come hang? I'm bored.
Come to the convenience store to hang out?
Is that okay at a place where you're getting paid to work?
Such thoughts were fleeting.
After lunch today, that jet-black ponytail shaking wildly every time I thrust from behind flashed in my mind.
Deep down, I'd love to see that black ponytail and the white one mimicking my sister side by side, bent over on the bed...
But even thinking positively, that's still a stretch.
Crack, I cracked my stiff neck, flopped back onto the futon, and tapped the phone screen.
[Seo Woo-jin]
─Wanna go but it's too cold.
[Lee Ha-yoon]
─It is cold. Fair.
─Wish we didn't need four seasons, just spring weather all year...
─Then I could wander around with you after my shift.
[Seo Woo-jin]
─That time?
[Lee Ha-yoon]
─Hold on
─Don't think dirty!
[Seo Woo-jin]
─Eating out might be tough...
─But bowling or something in Hongdae area we could do.
[Lee Ha-yoon]
─Ah, I went there last time with friends...
Ha-yoon kept sending texts nonstop, probably bored at work.
I responded appropriately while racking my rock-like brain.
3P.
Threesome, basically.
Lee Ji-yoon had those tastes, so even if she freaked out on the surface, she'd go along.
But the issue was convincing Lee Ha-yoon.
Hey, wanna threesome all night with you and your little sister?
If she happily agreed to that, she'd be no saint—just a total perv.
So for later requests, I needed to set it up gradually so she'd think,
'No choice,'
or
'Just this once,'
or
'If Ji-yoon's okay with it...'
"......"
This is tricky.
Honestly, I had no clue how to lure her in.
Talking about Lee Ji-yoon would be weird,
asking if she's into threesomes is weird,
everything's weird, right?
No good ideas coming...
Guess no choice.
Put it on hold till a good chance comes.
Or since Lee Ji-yoon might pull something on her own, leave it to her.
She probably wants that risky thrill near her sister too.
Not full threesome maybe, but something super similar?
I'd just enjoy it.
[Lee Ha-yoon]
─You gaming with Ji-yoon right now by any chance?
As my thoughts were organizing, instead of annoying popular kid talk, Ha-yoon asked about Ji-yoon.
I pondered briefly and mixed in a white lie.
[Seo Woo-jin]
─Was till just now, resting atm.
─Why?
[Lee Ha-yoon]
─Just.
─Thanks for getting along with Ji-yoon.
─You said you weren't big on games before, but you're doing it for her sake.
─Didn't expect you two to get this close when we drank together last time.
─Life's unpredictable.
Drinking.
Come to think of it, both Lee Ji-yoon and Lee Ha-yoon got tipsy off just one beer.
...Yeah, getting Ha-yoon slowly might be harder than a few drinks to loosen her up and drag to bed.
But using that cheat-key method again (Ji-yoon called it that) feels lame...
Ideally, roll around without booze.
Save alcohol for absolute last resort.
[Seo Woo-jin]
─Yeah, I prepped some topics thinking we'd have nothing to talk about at first.
─She took to me more than expected, caught me off guard.
[Lee Ha-yoon]
─She's got no friends.
─Anyway, glad she has you now. Unlike middle or high school, she won't be lonely at the academy...
[Seo Woo-jin]
─'You at least'?
[Lee Ha-yoon]
─You're the health teacher, right?
─Worried she'd bug you nonstop at the nurse's office even when not sick.
Such 'annoyance' I'd welcome anytime.
But saying it's too fine might seem suspicious.
[Seo Woo-jin]
─Chase her off if she does, sis.
I brushed it off and sank into thought.
"......"
...Lee Ji-yoon.
Something she'd want.
After school resumes, doable in the nurse's office.
"Name."
"...Hato Yojo.... ......Yojora Touka."
"Age?"
"20..."
"Ability?"
"Mutation-type, succubus...? Succubus, right...?"
"Yeah. Looks easy to memorize, but you're you, so I'm worried."
"...Hmph......"
"Anyway, memorize that solid, next..."
"Um, Yojora as a surname feels kinda awkward..."
"Whatever. Whatever. Better than fully changing it, right?"
"And face..."
"You know all Japanese villains? Korean ones? American? Just the super famous ones?"
"......"
"You haven't caused much trouble in Korea yet from boozing, so keep quiet and no one'll know."
"......Okay."
"Next, Han Su-ah's hobbies..."
"Ah, right."
Yojora, lounging on the sofa like a bed and half-assedly answering, glanced slyly at Kwon Nam-ho holding a script-like bundle and raised her hand.
Like asking a teacher.
"Destroying her. How exactly...?"
"Nuance-wise, mental side..."
"Ah, my bad.... How far exactly can I go?"
"That... hold on."
Flip, flip, Kwon Nam-ho skimmed the papers, scratched his goatee, and said,
"As long as no obvious external injuries, anything goes apparently. Their side said maximum cooperation."
"Hmmm......"
"Needs to be enough she can't graduate academy normally. Grades or practicals. That's clear."
"......"
Yojora dropped her hand, fiddled with her stuffy chest, and fell silent.
After groaning and fussing with her uniform a bit, she raised her hand again to question Kwon Nam-ho.
"Then can I make her fall head over heels for a guy...?"
"...Handle that yourself, you bitch."