Chapter 41
Chapter 41
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 41
Chapter Title: At Noona's House
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"Excuse me..."
A noona's house I'd never seen before...
It's cleaner than I expected.
Aside from the pile of shoes at the entrance, it felt pretty tidy overall.
"Uuuugh..."
She's basically a zombie now.
I dragged noona into the living room and laid her down.
S... so heavy. Aren't women supposed to be light...?
"Booze... bring booze... present the booze..."
...She's definitely drunk, right?
I sighed and looked around the place.
Looks like a two-room setup.
Pretty spacious for someone living alone?
Easily over 300 square feet, maybe even 450.
She's not broke...?
'What's this photo...'
Oh, she lives with someone.
I spotted some pictures on the shelf next to the living room.
Photos of two people together...
Looks like she lives with this mysterious woman.
But she's covered in tattoos. Whoa...
"Br... br..."
What the hell is that noise... Drunk rambling, I guess.
But I gotta pee.
I glanced at noona.
She's sprawled out flat, totally out of it.
Her panties are showing... beige!
"Noona, mind if I use the bathroom?"
"Br..."
She's completely gone...
No choice. Time to mark territory in someone else's house without permission!
'Creak...'
Ooh... nice smell...
Even the bathroom smells this good.
Living in a girl's place really is different...
"Uuugh..."
Aaah... finally. Thought I was gonna burst.
Whoosh... a powerful waterfall crashed into the toilet.
Marking complete... left my trace. Feels good.
"Phew."
Once relieved, I started noticing my surroundings.
Rainbow-colored bra and black lingerie hanging on the side...
"..."
A rainbow bra? What the hell.
Victory underwear or something? Like, rainbow for luck...?
Why wear that? Does it make you feel good?
'Splash...'
Pretend I didn't see.
I cleared my throat and headed out.
Noona was still sprawled, mumbling "Mmm... mmm."
Her mouth's gonna twist... not really, but the floor's cold. Better lay her down properly.
"Noona."
"Br..."
"Noona."
"Uu..."
...She's gone to another world.
Gotta move her to the bedroom.
Glanced in—yeah, there's a bed.
Doesn't matter whose; it'll do.
"Noona, lifting you up."
"Juu..."
Ugh... heavy!
My back's gonna snap.
Dizzy... people are heavier than they look...
"Hup!"
Finally hoisted noona and headed to the bed.
This noona really shouldn't drink.
Passing out like this every time... Good thing I'm a nice guy! What if I had bad intentions?
'...'
After all that work, maybe just squeeze her chest once?
I slapped my cheek hard in my mind.
Damn... I'm really horny lately.
"Eep..."
Carefully laid noona on the bed.
Harder putting her down... I get why people just toss drunk folks.
Once down, noona rolled into the sheets.
"Ung..."
"..."
So weird.
Why do people turn baby-like with eyes closed?
The mature noona buying meat earlier was gone; just a cute 23-year-old woman left.
"..."
I absentmindedly stroked noona's hair.
Her soft bob haircut swayed.
How do relationships end up like this? People are strange.
Yi Ju-ha too, and noona... complicated lives.
Sigh.
Stroked her hair once more and stood up.
Or tried to.
'Grab.'
Suddenly, noona reached out and grabbed my neck.
Gah. What the—
"Chan-young-ah..."
...Huh?
My body froze.
"Ch... young..."
Noona mumbled and pulled me in.
Strength in her grip.
Chan... young? Who's Chan-young? Chan... young?
"Uu..."
Noona yanked my neck again.
My body followed, overlapping hers.
Plush... insane cushion only she could have.
But that didn't even register.
Chan-young...? Who's Chan-young?
Nothing big, but hearing the wrong name soured my mood. ...Mistaking me for who?
"Hng..."
Noona buried into my chest like a spoiled kid.
Shampoo scent hit my nose...
I unconsciously hugged her back and stroked gently.
"Noona... it's Jun-hyeong..."
"..."
No reply.
Just snoring sounds.
Less tension, more warmth. Human body heat...
But my head cooled.
Chan-young... Chan-young... Who's this?
No reason to care, but it stuck.
Slowly stroked her back.
Whoa... gotta pee...
Must've dozed off without realizing.
Being called another name shocked me a bit, but I was tired anyway...
"..."
Noona still hugging me.
I twisted out slowly.
Oof... pee first... gonna burst...
'Pitter-patter.'
Barely made it to the bathroom.
Almost pissed myself...
Golden shower on noona's bed incoming. Thinking that suddenly turned me on.
Pissing all over noona. Hmm...
'Damn.'
Drinking makes me crazy.
Aaah... pleasure shook my waist. All out...
Shook it off and went out; it was deep dawn.
"..."
Pulled back the living room curtain.
Dawn light filtering in.
Streetlights dim in the faint darkness...
Dawn air stung my nose. Closed it quick.
"Mmm..."
Just crash on the sofa?
Ended up staying over...
Like crashing at a friend's place, too smooth.
"No blanket..."
Living room's cold...
No choice, shuffled to the bed.
Noona sleeping mouth open like before.
What're you mumbling? Lips moving.
"..."
Watching noona... a dream from earlier popped up.
Thought it vanished on bathroom run...
'Hey! Park Chan-young. Where you going.'
'To smoke.'
'That good?'
'Fucking delicious.'
Somehow...
Felt like student-days noona. Dream or imagination...?
'What's this?'
'Oh, this?'
Park Chan-young's silhouette hazy.
No malice, but sly smile...
'Feels good. Wanna try?'
'Nah, you smoke.'
'Try it. Tastes good.'
Student noona felt totally different...
After that, fuzzy.
Vague dream, half-remembered... fading.
"Mmm... nya..."
Friend? Boyfriend? Ex?
Heart heavy. Just a dream? My imagination?
...Or read her memory?
Impossible, but hugging shares memories? ...After sleeping with girls, maybe.
"..."
Brushed noona's hair aside.
Dream left a bitter aftertaste.
Like chewing cigarette ash...
Last scene unclear.
Noona dazed standing.
Guy frowning, walking away.
Faint mumble: "You... can't do this..."
'Cold.'
Back to bed.
Normally unthinkable, but she pulled first... or I'm bolder now.
Under the blanket, stared at noona.
Her closed eyelids serene.
"..."
Stroked her hair again.
Addictive somehow. Hugged lightly, kept stroking.
Like petting a dog. Couldn't stop.
'...'
Noona's eyes slowly opened.
Heart skipped. Oof... too much?
Her gaze dry.
Not the warm eyes from the meat place...
Like student-days noona from the dream. Blank and dry.
As if that noona woke up.
"Mmph."
Noona silently kissed me.
What— brain froze in shock. Long tongue dove deep before I could think.
Not wild... slow, dreamlike movement.
Booze and tint mixed harshly. Bitter, not sweet. But saliva built up.
"Uu..."
What... mistaking for someone? That Chan-young?
Dunno. No clue. Just reacting to her slow-entwining tongue.
"Hoo... hup."
My hand moved on its own.
Hand on her chest.
Huge feel through knit... thick areola in the center...
Treated her like mine, groped firmly. Noona pushed back familiarly.
'No bra...'
Gone?
Took it off sleeping? How? Uncomfortable?
Should feel thicker over clothes... just fabric now.
Thinking that, I swelled below.
"..."
Noona sensed it, paused.
But grabbed my head hard, dove back in.
"Ha..."
N-Noona. It's someone else.
Voice caught, blocked by tongue. Fuck it.
I shut my eyes tight, tangled tongues sticky. Pushed actively; she hesitated bit by bit.
Chest... chest...
Obsessed with her chest. Wanted to rip clothes off.
Room heating up. Heart racing. Is this okay?
"..."
Ha, hack.
Panting, noona opened eyes again.
In dark... her pupils confusing. Seeing me? Or something else...?
"..."
Empty. That's what hit me.
Pushed her lightly. She clung harder, more insistent. Was old noona like this?
'Ah...'
Felt her there with my thigh.
Hot heat leaking.
Kinda... wet.
Dress hiked up? Pale hips fully exposed.
"..."
Noona closed eyes.
Then suddenly snoring again. What? Back to sleep?
Hollow laugh. What the...
"Ha..."
Sudden irritation surged.
Reasonless anger. At what? Me? Him...?
Gripped her chest hard. No moan.
Grabbed panties—already loose. String? Side pull, slipped off.
"..."
Thick thighs... nothing covering.
Legs stretched along hip line.
Just reach. Just...
Grabbed her ass hard. Dizzying touch.
Noona no reaction. Not like someone awake...
Angry dick throbbed, demanding out.
Hesitated, then dropped pants. Action faster than doubt.