Chapter 72
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 72
Chapter Title: Afternoon Drinking Session
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I opened my eyes, and the first thing I saw was Ayoung's gaze locked on mine.
"What're you doing?"
Ayoung had already tugged my pajama pants halfway down.
"Oh, you're up?"
She let go of my pants with an awkward look on her face.
I slowly sat up from the sofa I'd been lying on.
The living room floor was laid out with the usual setup of beer bottles and snacks.
"Hmm~♪"
Yujeong seemed to be grilling meat in the kitchen over there,
"Oh, you're awake?"
And Sujin was lining up four beer glasses under the sofa, mixing somac.
Ayoung smacked her lips and leaned back against the sofa.
I pulled my pants back up and perched on the edge of the sofa, blinking to shake off the sleep.
Clink clink clink clink
Sujin cheerfully stabbed straws into the glasses of mixed somac.
Foam rose up one by one in each of the four.
Yujeong came from the kitchen holding a steaming frying pan.
"Here, here. Clear some space in the middle."
Ayoung cleared a spot where the snacks were.
Yujeong set down a mat and placed the frying pan on top.
'Oh.'
The thin-sliced pork belly was perfectly grilled.
Salt and wasabi sauce sat beside the pan.
Smack.
My mouth watered on its own.
I naturally slid down to sit on the floor.
Sujin passed out a somac glass to each of the four of us sitting around.
"Here, here. Great job this week~"
What had we even done this week...
Ever since break started, it felt like all we'd done was fool around with the girls.
The four glasses clinked together.
Clink-
Gulp gulp.
I sipped my somac while glancing outside.
It was still bright out.
I wiped my mouth and checked my phone.
3 PM.
Drinking at 3?
Sujin, who'd downed her somac in one go, leaned back on her arms in a wide-legged pose and said,
"Ahhh. Feels good. It's been forever since we drank like this, right?"
Ayoung fiddled with the remote, flipping channels as she muttered,
"Yeah. Almost a month, hasn't it?"
Yujeong, next to Sujin, stretched out one leg like she was doing a stretch and nodded toward the meat in the center.
"Eat some meat."
She glanced at me as she did, her eyes saying she'd grilled it just to feed me.
At this point, I couldn't help but notice how revealing the girls' outfits were.
Sujin had on a thin white tank top that faintly showed her pink areolas and nipples, paired with dolphin pants. Yujeong was braless in dinosaur pajamas.
Ayoung wore a silk one-piece nightgown—not quite see-through, but hugging her curves perfectly.
These were the comfy clothes they lounged in at home, but last time we drank here, they hadn't been this casual.
'Guess they've really gotten comfortable with me.'
Before we started hooking up, they'd been mentally at ease with me. Now, they could chat casually even if they were naked.
Of course, they'd still instinctively cover the important bits with a blanket or something.
I looked around at the delivery food, snacks, chips, soju bottles, and beer cans and asked,
"You guys didn't wake me? Must've cost a fortune."
Sujin snickered.
"Hey, we're making our own money now, dude."
Yujeong chimed in.
"Think of it as payback."
"Payback for what?"
"You bought us a ton of stuff back in middle and high school."
"..."
I just stared at Yujeong without a word.
That was... buying?
You guys were extorting me.
Sujin playfully nudged my bare foot with hers.
"Loosen up that face, you cheap bastard."
Guess my expression gave me away.
Yujeong took a sip of somac and said,
"Fuck, man. Thanks to that, you get to rotate through three super hot girls. What's there to complain about?"
I thought about it quietly.
If I'd shown this future to my middle school self getting bullied, would he have gladly taken the bullying?
"Hm."
I nodded silently.
Sujin grinned.
"See? Makes sense, right?"
"But... you guys are doing this because you like it. Not for me."
"So what?"
Sujin smirked and nudged me with her foot again.
Yujeong glared at Ayoung from Sujin's side.
"Ugh, seriously. It's all because of that bitch Lee Ayoung."
Ayoung set down the remote and twisted her body slightly toward me.
Or toward the girls, depending on how you looked at it.
She spoke up.
"Come to think of it, I did pretty damn good."
All eyes turned to Ayoung.
She declared confidently,
"If I hadn't pulled down your pants back then, you bitches wouldn't even know what Kim Minwoo's dick tastes like."
Sujin tilted her head.
"You bitches? You knew?"
Ayoung shrugged.
"I didn't either. But if I'd left this bastard alone, he probably would've confessed to me."
Ayoung was subtly bragging about my recent confession that I liked her.
Yujeong burst out laughing.
"Bullshit. Minwoo has eyes too, you know."
Sujin rested her legs on my knee.
"Kim Minwoo. You like Ayoung?"
I exchanged a glance with Ayoung before answering.
"Nah?"
Yujeong giggled, and Ayoung nodded calmly.
"Yeah. Right now, we're all shooting OnlyFans together, so that's why. What I mean is, if we hadn't done it that day, none of you would've known."
Sujin said,
"If we're going there, if I hadn't told you guys I found Kim Minwoo at school, you wouldn't even be with him?"
Yujeong cut in.
"I knew before you told us."
The two turned to Yujeong.
She continued,
"He'd come to our cafe sometimes before that. I saw him a few times."
I nodded preemptively before their eyes could shift to me.
Sujin stared at me hard before speaking.
"Hold up. So Kim Minwoo saw Yujeong at the cafe but didn't ask about us? Or did Yujeong not tell us?"
Yujeong scratched her head and muttered,
"I was busy and distracted back then, so I just said hi and sent him off. No way I knew it'd turn out like this."
Ayoung leaned toward me and quietly asked,
"Hey, Kim Minwoo. Now that it's all out there, be honest. How's rotating through us every day? Satisfied?"
I took a sip of somac and cleared my throat.
"Speaking of which."
All three focused on me.
"We're shooting twice a week per person right now."
The three waited quietly for me to finish.
"Starting next week, how about just once a week per person?"
As soon as I finished, they exchanged glances.
Sujin spoke for the group.
"Why? Too much for you?"
It wasn't tiring.
I just wanted them to crave my dick even more.
"..."
"..."
As expected, no big backlash.
Sujin was my fuckbuddy anyway, so she could have me anytime without complaints.
Yujeong could come up for English tutoring excuses and film secret videos as a pretext to hook up.
But.
Ayoung urgently grabbed my arm from the side.
"Why, why? Why all of a sudden? I was just about to upload to my channel. What if you suddenly say you can't?"
"It's not can't. Just once a week. You have plenty stockpiled already, Ayoung."
I said soothingly.
Yujeong nodded like she got it.
"Yeah. Every day is tough."
Sujin crossed her arms under her chest and said,
"Hmm... yeah. Honestly, it felt like too much. Other OnlyFans channels upload about once a week. That seems right."
Ayoung, who needed her ass spanked regularly, tried hard not to show her panic.
Hiding her urgency, she said,
"Sujin, you've uploaded a ton already. Yujeong and I just started not long ago."
Yujeong shrugged.
"I'm fine with it? Revenue's better than I expected anyway. Do we really need two sessions a week with Kim Minwoo? Ahem."
As Choi Yujeong pretended to save face, Ayoung muttered,
"Bullshit."
Sujin asked Ayoung,
"Ayoung, you can't hold out without it every day?"
The two were cornering Ayoung, making her sound like some sex-crazed freak if she couldn't handle once a week.
Ayoung quickly defended herself as the minority opinion.
"No, fuck. That's not it. Yeah, to make money on OnlyFans, don't we need to shoot more videos?"
Sujin shrugged.
"But Minwoo's tired. He's not some cum-dispensing machine. What can we do if he's worn out?"
The living room went quiet for a moment.
Soon, Ayoung muttered lowly,
"You fucking bitches."
Sujin and Yujeong exchanged flustered glances at Ayoung's intense reaction.
Ayoung chewed her nails and muttered,
"You bitches fuck Minwoo on the sly even on non-shoot days, don't you?"
Sujin smoothly avoided my eyes like a pro, while Yujeong kept glancing at me, looking guilty as hell.
The TV droned on with variety show hosts clapping and cackling.
Ayoung grabbed my collar.
"Hey, Kim Minwoo. Be honest. You fuck them even on non-shoot days, right? They come over begging you to pound them?"
I shook my head reflexively.
"N-no, we don't..."
Ayoung knew firsthand how agonizing a week without it could be.
She was convinced the girls couldn't possibly be satisfied with just once a week.
Ayoung peered into my eyes.
Her pretty eyes looked a little wild.
"Don't lie. I know everything. How else would once a week make sense?"
She whipped her head toward Sujin and Yujeong.
"Coming over in tops that show your nipples. Kim Minwoo, you clueless fuck? Those bitches haven't touched a single snack."
Eh? Now that she mentioned it.
Ayoung continued,
"They're not eating so they can kiss you. Or suck your dick. You idiot."
Then she clamped her hand right on my crotch.
"Fuck. Who do we owe this to?"
Ayoung grabbed my hair and kissed me hard.