Chapter 61
Chapter 61
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 61
Chapter Title: 12. Back to School (2)
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"...Hmm."
Is this okay...?
Maybe I should've asked Seo Woo-jin while he was here...?
He probably would've said something like, 'Are you really running the washing machine for the first time?'...
"......"
I have no idea.
She pulled all the laundry out of the washing machine.
In its place, Lee Ji-yoon stuffed in the blanket, generously poured in the thick blue liquid detergent with a glug-glug-glug, and slammed the lid shut.
She didn't really know what the differences were, but switching from standard to blanket mode was done.
If she hit start and waited now, the wash would probably finish.
Confirming the sound of water pouring in with a whoosh, Lee Ji-yoon closed the balcony door and headed back to her room.
For a more perfect crime, maybe I should prepare an empty soda bottle too...
No, no.
Crime? Slip of the tongue.
Not a crime...
......
...Anyway.
Brushing off the sudden thought, she grabbed the vacuum from her sister's room and cleaned the floor.
That took care of Seo Woo-jin's hair too.
She bundled up for ventilation and opened the windows, so that was done.
All that was left was this trash can, emptied less than a few hours ago.
"...Fucking psycho. Seriously..."
On top of the pitch-black mask that Seo Woo-jin had discarded,
there were nearly ten apricot-colored condoms piled up. Just looking at them made curse words spill from Lee Ji-yoon's mouth automatically.
This is why it hurts, you crazy bastard.
I read online that guys can't usually go more than twice, so what the hell did he do?
Does it not matter because he's a healing-type Transcendent?
"Haa..."
Whatever the reason, she had to dispose of these before her sister saw them.
With a complicated expression, Lee Ji-yoon gingerly pulled out the designated trash bag lining the bin.
And then toss it into the pile of garbage in the alley corner...
...later.
"......"
She slipped her hand inside sneakily.
Just.
Out of curiosity.
Curious how much semen a guy ejaculates in one go.
Last time, when he'd dirtied her stomach, it'd splattered everywhere and she was too flustered to measure it properly.
The first time, when he'd pounded her so fiercely mid-Discord and creampied—no, she'd flushed it down the toilet right away in a panic to destroy the evidence.
When he'd come with it shoved down her throat, she'd gulped it all down eagerly, so she couldn't check the amount.
Out of curiosity.
Just that reason. Lee Ji-yoon fished out one slimy rubber from the bag.
"...Fucking hell."
She cursed first.
The tip was bluntly swollen with semen.
It appeared before her narrowed eyes.
"......"
The one she'd tossed in the bathroom earlier felt similar,
but it was a bit different from the image of a "used condom" she'd had in mind.
Less like a puffy balloon and more like a reptile's shed skin.
And there were nearly ten of these in the bag.
Yet he'd stayed rock-hard right to the end.
If he'd done it without a condom, all this would be inside her by now...
......That...
......Fucking...
The more the thought connected, the redder Lee Ji-yoon's ears turned.
"...He must've been trying to knock me up. Perverted fuck..."
After a thirty-second staring contest with the used condom.
She glanced at the clock, then slyly brought it up to her face.
"...Sniff, sniff..."
...I read online somewhere it smells like fruit.
This was just rubber.
Probably different condoms have different scents.
Or maybe the smell fades after sex...
She'd gained some knowledge.
"......"
Knowledge gained, but what the hell was she supposed to do with it?
Use it to make friends at the entrance ceremony the day after tomorrow?
Biting her lip at the belated self-loathing, Lee Ji-yoon shoved the condom back into the bag.
What she pulled out instead was,
"...It's a bit damp."
The pitch-black mask Seo Woo-jin had first discarded into the trash.
Damp with their saliva,
their breaths,
and all sorts of fluids from the condoms.
The pitch-black mask.
"......"
This time, she began a staring contest with the mask instead of the condom.
Her lips, fidgeting, brushed lightly against the other side of the mask and pulled away.
Like an indirect kiss. Just a little.
"......"
Whoosh—her face flushed.
Uwaaaah! Her embarrassed squeal filled the small room.
After the brief commotion.
With her face still red, she slammed the mask into the desk drawer, grabbed the condom-stuffed bag, and bolted out of the house.
61
March 1st, Sunday.
A day that felt like a loss because no public holiday applied.
Han Chae-jun, who valued holidays over history, hummed a tune alongside his freshly opened tissue box.
Like the day before yesterday when he'd accidentally overheard masturbation sounds,
or yesterday when both Seo Woo-jin and Lee Ji-yoon had grayed out icons only.
They hadn't played games since saying they needed new headsets, so they'd log in today for sure.
This time, to not miss the precious opportunity, he'd prepared a recording program too.
Now he just had to wait for Lee Ji-yoon to let out those lewd sounds again like the day before yesterday...
"Phew..."
Honestly, he hadn't expected things to escalate this far.
To think he'd end up doing the same retarded shit as those community guys with their "listening guides" and whatever.
He'd thought they just named random folders and files like that for concept, but apparently not.
Part of him was embarrassed.
Part of him was relieved there were other losers like him.
Han Chae-jun paused his game right at the time Lee Ji-yoon usually finished work (or rather, logged into games daily) and waited for her alone.
After a 15-minute delay, a green light appeared on Lee Ji-yoon's Discord profile.
...Seo Woo-jin still no.
Chance?
But she's not gonna come home and masturbate on call right away.
Wait?
But if Seo Woo-jin logs in, no chance for a one-on-one talk?
Arms crossed in deliberation, Han Chae-jun ultimately waited obediently for Lee Ji-yoon in the usual three-person Discord room.
A short time passed.
"...Hello."
Lee Ji-yoon appeared on Discord, her voice subtly changed.
Probably a new headset.
The calm tone was the same.
But the femininity seeping through every crevice was much thicker than before.
In crude terms, she smelled like a bitch in heat.
Not sure if it was from hearing her masturbate last time, but...
Personally, he preferred this over her old voice.
Was this how she sounded in person?
Curious.
"Oh, Ji-yoon. New headset?"
"...Yeah."
"How much? I heard the old one was some cheap thing from Homeplus."
"Same one. Don't remember the price."
"...? I see..."
No game relies on gear as much as FPS.
Even casuals know the importance of mice and pads,
and keyboards for bunny-hopping, headsets for footsteps are crucial... yet.
Whatever.
Familiar gear has its own merits.
More surprising was her voice seeming different from before, yet using the same headset as last time.
No reason to lie about that, so probably his brain was misremembering after hearing her pant like a dog in heat.
Would he hear that voice again today?
Clicking the program ready to record anytime, Han Chae-jun continued.
"Woo-jin running late? He usually logs in around now."
"Oh, that... He'll be here soon? Probably."
"Soon... Guess we'll wait a bit."
Looks like she parted ways with that guy again today.
Gauging from the nuance, Han Chae-jun snorted disinterestedly in reply.
Too ambiguous for boyfriend, but definitely her sister's friend and hers.
Yet seeing each other daily even in winter break suggested...,
...maybe coworkers or something?
"......"
He'd heard secondhand she worked at a cafe.
...Male cafe worker.
Isn't that only for total hotties?
A neighborhood cafe full of middle-aged folks might lower the bar, but it still bugged him.
Still, last time she showed pics and he was just average.
Plus, Seo Woo-jin working at a cafe was just a guess.
No need to feel intimidated by a guy he'd never even seen.
"......"
...No need.
Honestly, a bit curious though.
"Uh, Woo-jin, you know."
"Yeah? Oh, yeah."
"By any chance..."
Are you coworkers?
How tall is he?
Is he hot?
The moment he tried subtly fishing from Lee Ji-yoon.
"Ah. Ah. Can you hear me? Sorry I'm late. All the crosswalks on the way home were red today."
Han Chae-jun shut his mouth, pretending nothing happened.
The game went smoothly.
Seo Woo-jin sucked as usual.
Lee Ji-yoon and Han Chae-jun carried as usual.
That was it.
Nothing happened.
No sounds of Lee Ji-yoon masturbating like last time.
Obviously.
Who the hell would broadcast masturbation sounds with two guys in the call?
"......"
However,
if he had to pick one shitty thing nagging him since earlier.
"Ah, Ji-yoon. Sis was worried. Afraid you'd fail to make friends and end up isolated again."
"...I'm not making any."
"Don't dodge. You can't make any."
"I'm not!"
"Besides me, who else you got?"
"...Got some. Like three."
"Chatting a few times doesn't make friends."
"...Th-then is that not okay...?"
It was that he felt like a damn bus driver himself.
Sure, they'd told him from the start to play that role when inviting him...
But shitty was shitty.
Not just the two of them, but three, and unknown topics kept popping up.
Naturally, Han Chae-jun shut up and listened to their convo.
Spot an enemy, pause chat for briefing,
then back to the two chatting intimately about stuff he didn't know.
What to call this feeling...
Shitty.
Really shitty.
Fucking shitty.
No other words came to mind besides shitty.
"Uh, bathroom break."
Perfect timing—Lee Ji-yoon stepped away after another win.
Chugging water in mounting irritation, Han Chae-jun immediately turned to Seo Woo-jin once she was gone.
"Woo-jin."
"Yeah?"
"Remember that story you mentioned last time."
"Story?"
"...Heard Ji-yoon masturbating on a call."
"...Oh, right. Yeah."
It wasn't after deep thought.
One.
Only guys left in the Discord with the girl gone.
Two.
He'd been annoyed how this guy kept subtly needling him like he was hot shit.
Three.
Now he wasn't the only one who knew about the masturbation sounds.
So just...,
guy pride or whatever.
"I heard it too. Ji-yoon masturbating."
He tossed it out.
"Seems like Ji-yoon's just a perv, huh? Day before yesterday, she called me and did the same."
"......"
"Even let me hear the squelching a bit... Moaning like she was in heat."
"......"
Feels better now.
Flipping his mic aside momentarily, Han Chae-jun snickered at the finally silenced Seo Woo-jin.
Thought you were the only one who'd heard Lee Ji-yoon masturbate, loser?
Call it NTR?
NT... whatever.
Anyway.
Still, they'd finally be on equal ground.
No—technically he was still a step behind.
But if she's already moaning on call with me, she'll give her number soon...
Then we'll see.
I'll record her panting on her bed and send it to you loaded.
"He said he even heard the squelching sounds."
"Of course he'd hear it with you pounding away like that, you idiot!!"
"I thought you froze my headset so he couldn't hear."
"Fuck... ...Anyway, you guys talked about that while I was gone? You pervs... I wanna kill you..."
"I was quiet, he brought it up first."
"What if word spreads...!"
"It was sex practice sounds, so what."
"Shut up, please, just shut up..."
"Today too, you gave me a blowjob at your door, saying there might be something like this with Ha-yoon sis later."
"......"
"Ji-yoon?"
"......"
"...Huh. Call dropped."