Eun-kyung's Invitation
After finishing class and stepping out of the practice room, Mingyu’s brief encounter with Jiwon had been fleeting, yet a single exchange of glances was enough to melt away the day’s fatigue.
‘Nothing else to do… Might as well just head home and play some games.’
With that thought, Mingyu slowly made his way toward the school gate when he spotted a familiar head of blonde hair.
Yoo Eun-kyung stood there with her bag in hand, cautiously glancing around. Dressed in her neat school uniform, she lifted her gaze as if she had been waiting for him.
“Oh… Noona? Hello. Did class end for you today?”
She blinked, her voice small and slightly hesitant, as though both surprised and prepared.
“Mm… Mingyu. I… I was waiting for your call. I wanted to have lunch together today…”
‘Ah… right. I said I’d contact her today.’
“Ah, sorry, Noona… Class ran long and I got distracted.”
“I-It’s fine. We ran into each other anyway…”
She smiled awkwardly before carefully suggesting they walk home together. Though it was the opposite direction for Mingyu, he felt a twinge of guilt and nodded.
Thinking he would just see her off for a bit, he fell into step beside her. Eun-kyung quietly drew close to him, naturally and comfortably, her shoulder nearly brushing his. Her voice remained timid, yet she walked so near that their shoulders touched.
She lowered her head slightly and murmured, her lips trembling at the edges.
“M-Mingyu… By the way… Do you… not like seeing Noona in her school uniform…?”
It was unexpected. In the past he might have flustered or stumbled over his words, but Mingyu was different now. After sensing the texture of who Yoo Eun-kyung truly was, he felt an odd certainty—she would accept even a more direct answer with a smile.
“No? Uniforms are great. They’re every guy’s fantasy, after all.”
Mingyu chuckled briefly and turned his head.
“Besides, Noona shortened your skirt so much… It looks even prettier on you.”
Eun-kyung paused for a moment at his words, then nodded seriously.
“Mm… Mingyu… I like it when you’re honest…”
She hesitated a little before adding, glancing sideways.
“Actually… I wanted to make it even shorter… but I worried I might be overdoing it…”
“How short were you thinking of going?”
Mingyu smiled and glanced at the hem of her skirt.
“It already seems pretty short, doesn’t it?”
“J-Just enough to barely cover my butt…? And… I-I don’t like wearing shorts underneath…”
‘She doesn’t wear anything underneath? Then her panties could just… be visible?’
Mingyu swallowed and, after a brief pause, tilted his head playfully. Leaning close to her ear, he murmured in a low, teasing tone.
“The shorter the better. Haha.”
Eun-kyung smiled softly, as though she had been waiting for that exact reply. Her lips trembled shyly, and her eyes glistened with a hazy light.
“I-I’m glad… Then… I really should shorten it…”
Their footsteps eventually came to a halt in front of a tidy house with a small yard. Eun-kyung clutched her bag strap tightly and glanced sideways.
“This… is where I live… Um…”
After a beat—or two—she added carefully.
“I… live alone…”
“Really? So this is where you live, Noona.”
When Mingyu nodded calmly, Eun-kyung fidgeted with her lips before speaking again.
“D-Do you… want to come in and see the cat…? There isn’t actually a cat at home, though…”
‘…What? She invites me to see the cat but says there isn’t one? Is this the “want to come eat ramen?” kind of thing…?’
Mingyu narrowed his eyes and asked.
“Are you inviting me in?”
Eun-kyung blushed and gave a small nod.
“Mm… I know… your house is in the opposite direction… so… thank you for walking me. It’d be nice if you came in for just a little while…”
They had already come this far; there was no reason to refuse. Things with Jiwon were settled too. Mingyu smiled lightly and answered.
“Sure, Noona. Thanks. Let’s go in.”
The moment they stepped inside, an unusual atmosphere filled the space. One corner of the living room held a sewing machine, fabric scissors, and rulers, all neatly arranged like furniture. Pattern samples and design sketches covered the walls.
‘This is practically a workshop…’
Following her into the room, Mingyu found himself momentarily speechless. Mannequins stood in orderly rows, each dressed in familiar anime costumes. One wore a revealing female warrior outfit; another featured an absurdly short school-uniform skirt. Among them was a character Mingyu had seen before.
“Whoa… Noona, this character—is this real?! It suits you perfectly!”
Eun-kyung’s eyes sparkled at his words. Like a child who had found something precious, she beamed, her voice trembling with excitement.
“R-Really…? You… know this character…? I’m so happy, Mingyu… I really like it…”
She clasped her hands together.
“Should I… show you what it looks like on…?”
Mingyu cheered inwardly. ‘What a stroke of luck…’
He nodded gratefully, and Eun-kyung blushed as she stood up.
“Th-Then… wait just a moment. I’ll bring you some water first… You look hot, Mingyu… You’re sweating a lot…”
As she headed toward the kitchen, Mingyu quietly looked around the room. It was filled with medieval-style dresses, mannequins, and crafting tools, yet scattered among them were small dolls, figures, ribbon-adorned candles, and pastel cushions.
‘Exactly as expected—super feminine.’
Pink slippers sat beside cute pajamas, a bunny-ear headband hung on a hanger, and manga magazines were tucked into a corner of the desk. The space felt orderly yet slightly disorganized, a pleasant contradiction that matched her perfectly.
‘She’s an adult, but she really does feel like a girl sometimes… and yet she has that bold side too…’
Mingyu exhaled softly and smiled. Her room left him with emotions as difficult to define in a single word as she herself was.
A short while later, she returned carrying a glass of water on a small tray. Once Mingyu finished drinking, she made her suggestion in a suggestive tone, as if she had been waiting for this moment.
“Th-Then… Noona will go change… Just wait a bit… over in the living room, please…”
‘Just as planned.’
Mingyu nodded and walked to the door. He slowly turned the handle and carefully closed it behind him. Imagining her undressing right in the middle of that room sent a thrilling current through his body.
Before long, the door cracked open and Eun-kyung’s face peeked out. Her cheeks were flushed crimson, ready to burst, and her eyes trembled with caution.
“M-Mingyu… Come in…”
The moment he opened the door and stepped inside, Mingyu felt his breath catch. She looked exactly like the proprietress of a medieval European tavern. The dress glowed with a subtle blue light, and a leather corset cinched her waist tightly. The skirt flowed all the way to the floor, yet the firm thighs revealed through the side slit were more than enough to capture his gaze.
Most overwhelming of all were her large breasts, barely contained by the top. It wasn’t fabric so much as sheer tension holding them in place. One step closer and that heavy fullness seemed ready to spill out.
“Wow… Noona… You look exactly like that character…!”
Mingyu couldn’t close his mouth, genuinely impressed. Her figure, the outfit, the entire atmosphere—it was as if she had stepped straight out of the anime.
Eun-kyung could no longer hide her smile at his praise. Though her cheeks remained red, her eyes shone with excitement.
“Wow… I guess it’s because you majored in dance, Noona. Your body lines are really beautiful… You pull off this character perfectly.”
When Mingyu voiced his sincere admiration, Eun-kyung blinked and gave a small laugh.
“Mm… And I’m… pretty flexible… Want to see…?”
“Huh? Oh… Yes! I’m curious, Noona!”
At Mingyu’s nod, Eun-kyung quietly lifted one leg. The hem of the dress flowed down naturally, exposing her bare leg—and then she slowly split her leg upward in a familiar motion. The leather corset shifted between the folds of the medieval dress, and her underwear came into clear view.
Far from embarrassed, she held the perfect split, gazing at Mingyu with a blank—or perhaps expectant—expression.
“L-Like this… lifting my leg… is easy for me…? I’m flexible, right…?”
Mingyu was momentarily at a loss for words. What unfolded before him wasn’t just a simple movement. The perfectly split angle, the bare skin naturally revealed between her thighs, and that posture—casual, yet deliberately showing off.
Though flustered, Mingyu didn’t look away. Instead, he responded calmly, as if it were nothing special. He figured that showing surprise or embarrassment would only make her withdraw.
“Wow… You really are flexible, Noona. But… haha… your underwear is really…”
At his words, Eun-kyung slowly lowered her leg and adjusted her skirt. Then she spoke, softly but clearly.
“A-Ah… This… is meant to be seen… underwear, I guess…? So… I paid a little attention to it… Thanks for looking…”
‘Wait… “meant to be seen” underwear? So she wore it on purpose to show me…?’
Mingyu blinked and repeated.
“Meant to be seen underwear…?”
Eun-kyung caught her breath and tilted her head slightly, smiling.
“Mm… If it’s going to be seen anyway… it’s better if it’s pretty and sexy… right…?”
Mingyu laughed, a little dazed.
“Ah… Y-Yeah! It was sexy. Really…”
“Hearing you say it’s pretty… makes me really happy…”
Eun-kyung clasped her hands over her chest and stepped closer. Her words still stumbled, but her eyes were clear—carrying that peculiar, innocent lewdness tinged with shyness.
“And… if you like this look… could Noona send you… pictures…?”
“…Huh? Pictures?”
Mingyu’s eyes widened slightly before he quickly composed himself. Eun-kyung gave a small nod. Her voice grew quieter, yet the meaning remained distinct.
“Mm… But… something a little more… adult… Would you… hate that…?”
‘…What is this Noona saying right now?’
Mingyu swallowed. Her tone remained cautious to the end, but the content was anything but.
‘A little more adult… Does she mean…’
“I’m… not sure what you mean? Haha…”
Mingyu laughed, feigning ignorance while keeping his eyes on hers. It was a probing remark, but he already knew the answer.
Eun-kyung took a small breath, then spoke without stumbling.
“Mm… You’ll probably find out tonight…”
Her lips trembled strangely, and her eyes looked somewhat hollow.
“It’s a shame… I wanted to stay together longer… If we had a little more time… I wanted to do other things too…”
Her words trailed off, yet no one could miss their meaning.
“S-Sorry, Noona… I have a lesson today… Next time… I’ll walk you home…”
“Th-Thanks for today… Mingyu…”
Unable to meet his eyes any longer, she lowered her head slightly and approached him. Then she quietly pulled him into an embrace. Rising onto her tiptoes to match his height, she gently wrapped her arms around his head and pressed it down against her cleavage.
Her ample breasts softly enveloped Mingyu’s cheeks, the warm, supple skin spreading slowly across his face. She held him like that for a long while—motionless, silent—pouring every emotion she wished to convey into that quiet hug.
Finally, Eun-kyung slowly released him and walked toward the door.
“I-I’ll send you pictures tonight… from Noona…”
With a small smile, she waved.
“Bye… Be careful… See you…”