Chapter 40
Chapter 40
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 40
Chapter Title: Female Delinquents Eat Me
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Thighs... My thighs hurt...
I've been going through some special training lately...
Soccer practice sessions where five seniors stick to me like glue, marking every move...
I can do this, Jun-hyeong!
Don't give up, Jun-hyeong!
Jun-hyeong! Jun-hyeong! Jun-hyeong!
Ughhh... I'm gonna get neurosis at this rate...
My soccer skills are improving, but not by leaps and bounds.
Basic stamina, weak lower body, and a bunch of other issues with my foundational stats across the board.
Of course, the seniors weren't about to let that slide.
'Foundational stats lacking? Then we gotta build 'em up.'
'What the hell are these legs? Some K-pop girl group? One tap and they'd shatter.'
'Lower body's the problem? Then... lower body workouts it is.'
'Huh?'
And that's how I got dragged to the gym...
Surrounded by three seniors, forced into gym sessions.
A routine laser-focused on the lower body...
No use screaming for mercy.
They're grinning like maniacs, eyes sparkling with "Hee hee hee! This is fun! Victory! We can do it!" vibes... No escaping that...
"Ha... haa..."
Legs... My legs... They hurt so much...
Of course, thanks to the special training, I do feel healthier...
But the side effects seem even more intense...
Legs shaking like an old man's every single day.
Dawn raids of pain in my thighs and calves.
And this inexplicable ache down below...
No idea why...
Ever since starting workouts, something's felt off down there. Like blood's rushing straight to it...
The ache is torture, but no urge to jerk off.
Too exhausted and stressed to want anything...
Not even wet dreams.
Meanwhile, my junior's turning into a vicious monster...
Pops up at dawn like an idiot, yelling "Master! Look at me!"
It hurts... So much...
'Hmm...'
Why am I suddenly thinking of Yi Ju-ha?
Grrr... Down there twitched in response, acting up.
Quit it, junior... Calm down, please...
"Sigh."
If I hadn't done it with her, these thoughts wouldn't pop up...
But once you've experienced it, it keeps lingering.
Yi... Ju-ha... Boobs... Heh heh... Hee hee...
"..."
Problem is, Yi Ju-ha hasn't hit me up lately.
Is she off blowing her earnings? Or busy with something else?
Time to go nuts and spam her to come home... but no contact.
It's driving me insane. Down there's swelling up more and more...
Slap!
I smacked my cheek hard.
I can hold it. I can endure!
Oh right.
Forgot for a sec.
Waxing aftercare day.
Last time was the actual pulling; today’s check-up and ingrown hair removal.
'Ji... Ji-hyeon noona?
That heart-of-gold noona? Argh!'
Fuck.
One smack to the balls and it finally shut up.
Lately, down there's got way too much attitude. Feels like it's got its own ego now.
"Sigh."
Thinking of innocent Ji-hyeon noona with no clue stirred up some guilt.
Damn...
"Uwaa..."
Late! I'm late!
Forgot about the makeup class, so the appointment got pushed back...
It's 6 p.m. now... Should arrive around 6:30.
Appointment's delayed by two hours...
S-sorry, noona... I fired off a reply and jiggled my legs anxiously.
Why's traffic so bad today...
Overlaps with rush hour, making it worse.
Ugh, why'd I forget the makeup class today of all days...
Honk! Honk!
Horns blaring, drivers trading glares.
Should I just get off and run...
While staring at my watch, the bus finally pulled up.
Ran like hell... Huffing and puffing for ages until the meeting spot came into view.
"Ha... haa."
That feminine silhouette in the distance...
Who else around here has that kind of presence? Gotta be noona.
Even just standing there looking around screams Ji-hyeon noona.
"Ah."
She spotted me too and waved with a smile.
Heh... Sob... I'm drenched in sweat...
"Sorry, noona... Traffic was killer..."
"No worries! I just got here myself."
Sounds like a white lie...
Calming down, I looked at her. Something different today.
N-not dark or anything... Just super put-together.
A beige knit dress hugging her perfectly.
Wavy mid-length hair swaying.
Even fresh, everyday makeup.
Seems like standard pretty-noona attire and makeup...
But on her, it's anything but ordinary. Wh-where do I even look...
"Shall we? You like meat, right?"
"Y-yeah..."
Why'd she dress up like this?
Totally different vibe from last time—kinda thrown off.
Before, she seemed more hollow and gloomy than pretty...
Today? Straight-up neighborhood beauty.
This casual look suits her way better—prettier too.
"What?"
"N-nothing."
My eyes wandered without thinking...
I smoothed my messy bangs and walked beside her.
Feels weird...
Dinner hour in the street lined with glowing yellow lanterns.
Sounds and smells of grilling meat everywhere.
We ducked into a nice-looking barbecue spot. Can't forget the waiter's bugged-out face when he saw noona...
"Eat up, Jun-hyeong-ah."
"Thanks..."
Noona can't have tons of cash to spare...
Did Yi Ju-ha give her a fat bonus?
Not crazy expensive, but not cheap either—feels bad.
"I'll cover half, noona..."
"No, no. I wanted to treat you. Did the same for Ju-ha."
If the receipt's too much later, I'll sneak her the cash.
Surprising though... Wonder how big a bonus Yi Ju-ha sent.
Thought it'd be split even, but separate bonus means Yi Ju-ha's taking a loss?
Hmm... Yi Ju-ha popped into my head.
"Here... all done!"
Noona plopped a piece onto my plate.
...Looks raw?
Outer char, but medium-rare pork oozing blood inside...
Glanced at the grill. Surface sizzling, inside still bloody red.
Noona watching expectantly. D-did Yi Ju-ha eat this too?
"Here... goes. Thanks for the meal."
"Yup!"
Chomp.
Wrapped and stuffed—blood juice gushing out.
Ugh... Yeah. Just fill the belly. Won't die. Cheers...
"Tasty?"
"Y-yeahhh..."
Noona's not great at grilling...
Wonder if she makes good ramen? Hope she nails pork stir-fry...
Random thoughts as I chewed.
Medium-rare's not half bad after a few bites? Damn it.
"Cheers."
"Cheers..."
Ordered a bottle of soju and beer each.
Drinking with an older noona... Heart pounding.
Noona went "Krr..." shivering as she downed hers.
"Was gonna treat you once anyway—super grateful."
"We're the grateful ones..."
Running OnlyFans with two immature kids like us...
Neither I nor Yi Ju-ha know editing, taxes, or legal stuff.
She handles it all—noona's the one suffering.
But she didn't see it that way.
"Editing your stuff's kinda fun...
Ranks climbing, so it's satisfying.
Feels human again—nice..."
Glad she enjoys it...
Did she enjoy me choking and gagging, ass getting wrecked too...?
That thought brought a dry laugh. Yi Ju-ha's making me show all the ugly sides... Damn.
"Started work again lately.
Short-term gig, but... thanks to you guys. That's what I wanted to say."
Heard from Yi Ju-ha.
Noona's got some energy back, started a short gig at Market Kurly or Coupang or something.
Yeah, worlds apart from last time.
Feels like she's back in normal human territory...
"And sorry about before..."
Her voice trailed off sheepishly.
Before? The no-oil ball-pull incident?
Nah.
That sudden request back then. Yeah, caught me off guard.
Even a normal-looking girl lunging with "Let's shoot OnlyFans!" scares you...
"My headspace was wrecked then..."
"I-it's fine."
Brief silence.
Honestly, it surprised me...
But who'd turn down a beauty like noona? Just the suddenness.
"Mm... Cheers..."
Noona smiled faintly, sipping beer.
I snuck the meat back on the grill.
Sizzle... Smoke rose, raw bits turning golden.
And later I found out...
Noona's got some debt.
That "betrayed by a friend" thing? Probably cosigned a loan.
Shop startup costs.
Living loans plus bad guarantees.
At least 50 million won...
'Hmm...'
Even working straight, five years to pay off.
No wonder OnlyFans is a must...
Can't scrape by on cup ramen alone.
"Um... OnlyFans doesn't have to be all lewd stuff...
Could try streaming or something... You're pretty...
Lots of ways to make money. I'll help..."
With her looks, streaming or BJ would kill it.
Competition's fierce though.
Anyway, she smiled faintly and nodded.
"Thanks. Gotta handle my own mess..."
"If there's anything I can do, I will."
"Mm."
People at rock bottom can't climb alone...
Need a hand from above.
She's much better now, so she'll manage...
"How's college? Manageable?"
"N-not bad."
Soccer monsters lunging at me, couple weirdos...
Not bad. Yeah...
"Gotta get a girlfriend. Freshman year's prime time."
"Heh... heh heh..."
If I could, I would've by now...
Thankfully, chat shifted to normal topics.
Grilled meat late into the night, sipping slowly.
.
.
.
"Ju... J-Ju-hyeong-ah... Th-thanks..."
"I-I'm... th-thankful..."
H-ha... The world's spinning...!
Good vibes led to one extra bottle each—both of us lost it.
I-I'm still kinda okay... Noona's in bad shape though...
"Uu... uuu..."
Noona's a total lightweight...
She wobbled into me, giggling dopily.
Instinctively grabbed her waist to steady her. Whoa... So slim...
"I-I'll... get home f-fine... Y-you go f-first... O-okay?"
"You look anything but fine..."
She'd faceplant the second I left...
Plus, all these guys ogling her.
Sobered me right up. C-can't let guard down! Wolves everywhere!
"Hee... heeing..."
After walking awhile, noona burst into tears.
Eh...? Outta nowhere?
"Life's... too hard... So haaard..."
"..."
"Puhuhu huuung..."
Her drunk rambling's unique...
I patted her shoulder.
Nothing else to do.
Can't say "Noona, three bangs with me = 8 mil! Twenty and debt's gone! Wahaha!"
"When'll it end... When'll I pay it oooff..."
Noona rubbed her tear-streaked face on my ribs.
Feels wet... Damp.
"Cut it out, noona... Cut it. I'll help."
"How... Howw... Hic..."
Plenty of ways...
Though saying 'em'd shock her sober.
She threw a tantrum awhile, then froze.
"Ah!" face. Wh-what now? Why the anxiety...
"Right. Jun-hyeong... Waxing, yeah..."
"...We did that last time?"
"Today's... aftercare..."
Noona suddenly yanked my zipper.
Uwaaak! What's with her!
"I-I'll do it... n-now... S-sorry f-for f-forgetting... Hic..."
"Noona, we're on the street! Not the salon!"
"P-pros... don't... care 'bout... venue..."
What nonsense!
Barely fended off her drunk antics to reach the salon.
She unzipped me three times on the way...
Almost smacked her ass yelling "Noona, you need a spanking!" but held back.
"Noona... We're here... Second floor's the house?"
"Y-yeah... Second f-floor's home... O-one more drink..."
"No."
I gripped wasted noona tight and climbed slowly.
Why's this déjà vu...?