Just Do It
"Um… hey…"
So when Minseo's words had finally dwindled away—when it seemed she'd poured out every honest impression she had left in her—I spoke up.
"Hmm?"
Minseo answered at once.
She turned her head to look at me, and somehow her eyes seemed to sparkle…
"……Um, well, th-then, I, I should go clean or something…"
Ah. A cloud of murk suddenly passed through Minseo's eyes.
She stared at me without a word.
Honestly, I could roughly tell what she wanted. Even the densest person alive would know, after living piled on top of each other like this, whether someone liked them or not.
But… I couldn't shake the feeling that I'd already paid a sufficient price.
I mean—she'd already groped me half to death inside the tent. Even this morning, when she woke me up, she'd been playing with my chest like it was some kind of slime, making it wobble. Wanting more than that felt a little greedy.
Of course my fault was this big. But the mothership crash itself hadn't been my fault either—Soyeon had said as much—and it wasn't as if anything had moved according to my opinions.
No.
I wasn't someone whose common sense about other people had simply flown out the window.
I'd accepted that proposal because I'd been a man, because I fully understood that craving for the opposite sex—whatever you called it here—and because the situation had lined up just right.
What if the original owner of this body had simply lost her memory? What if she'd only forgotten the Passkey? What if I'd just woken up in the world I used to live in and gotten ready for work?
If someone had said to me—a person who'd lived more than twenty years in an ordinary woman's body—"It's partly your fault, so let me touch your chest and your ass"—
…I didn't know whether they held trials here, but that would have been the kind of wrong that earned you a few days in solitary at the very least. Even if no one filed a report, a slap across the face would have been the minimum.
If only she'd been a little better-behaved, like Jiu. There hadn't been a shred of goodwill from the start.
So a silence stretched on, long enough to feel serious. To be the first one to say, Ah well, fine, just once—
……
Of course, it wasn't as if I didn't understand the situation. I knew the reason people could treat me this way.
I hadn't forgotten the thought that always sat in a corner of my mind—that if I could stay here even just as a body, that would be enough.
But even so, I hated it being like this.
At the very least, I wanted the other person to see me as someone they loved, not as an outlet for lust.
Whether that was the influence of this body or the psychology of a lifelong single who'd never dated and was starved for love, I didn't know.
"Why… why…"
"Euk—yes?"
Eventually time passed and Minseo was the first to open her mouth—but somehow the atmosphere felt different.
"Why is it okay with her? Did you—did you like her? Because I tormented you too much?"
"N-no, no…!"
"Then why? Why not me? If you're doing it even though you don't love them, then why can't you do it for me too?"
It was a conversation running on parallel lines.
"B-because of me, you got hurt…! Hap—n-no, I've never done anything with Jiu—!"
"I got hurt too?"
"…B-but, th-that's why you already t-touched me."
"……"
So I decided to just tell her how I really felt. We were running parallel anyway—one of us had to change direction if we were going to either drift completely apart or draw closer.
Of course, for the sake of extending my life, I had to bend inward.
"H-honestly it's ridiculous—th-that, that kind of thing. Just… touching everywhere, e-everywhere…"
"…"
Minseo made a face that said she had nothing left to answer with.
Well—only someone who wasn't rational would have climbed up to a place like this. There was no room here for smart-asses or gifted kids.
Of course there was one freeloading middleman named me, but still.
So Minseo shifted her body slightly with an expression that looked a little resentful—no, actually like she was about to smash something any second.
"…Hehe. Th-then…"
I hurriedly got up.
And so, because I hadn't managed to take them off before climbing onto the bed, when my still-worn shoes touched the floor—
"…I don't care."
Minseo opened her mouth.
"Just do it!"
And grabbed hold of my body.
"…What?"
"Why won't you do it for me!!! Do it for me too!! Why is Jiu okay and I'm not! Show me the treatment standards table based on injury severity! Show me!!"
Minseo seemed to have changed her approach.
So this phase was beginning…
"F-for now, let's talk later…!"
"No!"
Even if we'd done a forty-kilometer forced march, that didn't mean I'd suddenly become useful.
Not showing my face at all would clearly have a bad effect on my reputation. Even if there was nothing I could do, if I worked hard and rolled around every day, at least I'd become someone who tries hard, wouldn't I?
That was a hundred times better than the crazy bastard who actually rests because he has nothing to do, without any manners. Especially since I was going to have the modifier suffering because of his own fault stuck right in the middle of that long title.
"Aigh…! S-seriously…!"
So it was a thoroughly frustrating situation. I wasn't some woman who gave in whenever someone threw a tantrum. In the first place, with Jiu that—that—
It was lamentable that I'd recalled that situation again, but anyway, that had also been riding the atmosphere, hadn't it? As I'd said, the severity of the injury had been like that too.
Well. If this had been a rational conversation, Minseo should have let me go long ago. So Minseo was just throwing a tantrum too.
"F-fine! L-let go…!"
So now there really was no choice. After a twenty-minute struggle with nothing left to say, the one who ultimately lost was me.
She was persistent—and the fact that she was still limping the whole time played a part.
Of course, I had no intention of taking active action. It was just behavior meant to escape the situation.
"…Th-then."
"Then?"
Eyes filling with expectation once more.
"I-I'll show you my—my chest—"
"Aaaah!"
The way Minseo shook her shoulders, it was hard to believe she was a creature with that thing attached.
"…Ah, why—why…! Shit…!"
"You've already seen it!"
"Nooo…! Even just that is a big—big deal…! Then take off the b-bra—"
"…You got oral from someone else, and for me it's just showing my chest."
There was clear artifice hidden in Minseo's sulking expression. Thresholds were truly remarkable. Considering that on the first day she still hadn't gone as far as blatant, very bold touching, it was just absurd.
"J-just be—be satisfied…"
Since showing it wouldn't wear anything out, I'd hoped this much would land reasonably well.
"Forget it. I'll just use force."
As I fumbled to get up and started undoing the top button of my white shirt—which had been a fairly comfortable outfit—a chilling voice reached my ears.
"What? What do you mean…?"
Gack. A sound leaked out. Because I'd suddenly been attacked and flipped onto the bed. That same posture from earlier was being formed again.
"What's so great about it. Chest? I can just look, right? I'm going to look—ah, and lift your legs over your head and look at your ass too."
"…!"
Unconsciously recalling that position, I immediately felt a shame that made me want to bite my tongue.
"W-wait…!"
Thud-thud-thud-thud. In a place where I didn't even know if clothes could be fixed, Minseo hooked her fingers and roughly yanked open my shirt as if unzipping it.
"Kyaaak…?! N-no! Wai—wait…!"
"You did it with your mouth, right? There's no way you let them cum on your nose."
"What…!"
She grabbed the bottom of my bra and folded it up. I felt her touch a place I myself only carefully handled when washing. The inverted underwear pressed against my upper chest, causing pain.
A crisis of chastity felt in an instant. Strangely enough, this body that must have trained to maintain composure when facing crises as routinely as eating meals—
Had an incomprehensible defense mechanism of just sucking in empty breaths and freezing up in a crisis like this.
Something similar had happened in the tent, and that time had been even stickier. But at least then there had been consent.
Minseo at most had just pressed that—that thing a little against my back, and hadn't otherwise crossed the line.
"Hiiik…! I—I got it, I got it!"
I hurriedly shouted that. The hands that stopped then… didn't. Minseo continued groping while looking down at me.
"……Heh! There was a much easier method, huh?"
"Th-this…!"
"So what is it? For reference, if I'm not satisfied, I'll talk about your proposal for punishment at every meeting from now on."
"No…!"
Minseo was saying something chilling with a smiling face.
So all kinds of tags started swirling in my head. I tried to think of something that would protect me from the fear of chastity—that is, penetration—while not being too disgusting, and at the same time satisfy Minseo.
Then a thought came to me.
"…Th-then… huu…!"
Suddenly tears rolled down. Tears that even I hadn't known about, with no warning symptoms—but Minseo still looked down at me with a smile as if nothing was wrong.
"I-I'll do—the, the rubbing thing…! So…! L-let go…!"
I said it through gritted teeth. At the same time, Minseo laughed.
"Heh! So you know about that too! Aha! Haha…! Cute!"
Minseo, straddling me, finished those words by bringing her lips to mine.
Her face suddenly close, and Minseo's eyes literally right in front of mine, looking as if staring into each of my eyes.
"…!"
A soft contact felt on my lips. Soon the other person's mouth opened a little, and with a hot breath a somewhat rough tongue stroked my lips.
Goosebumps rose. It was the cocktail effect created in my head by the sudden disgust, the thought that this was my first kiss, and the thought that the person in front of me was beautiful.
"Eup…!"
It had seemed like a reasonable offer.
That made sense, because the act of rubbing genitals against genitals was honestly no different from just calling it sex.
It had been a really big decision.
I'd even considered Minseo's threshold, which had already gotten used to touching my body, with fairly serious calculation…!
As I kept my mouth tightly shut, filled with bewilderment, Minseo wiped away with her thumb the tears that had flowed toward my temple from lying down, then retreated for a moment as if giving up.
"What, heh. We're not kids."
At a voice much more settled than before, the back of my pelvis trembled with a jolt. Or rather—I should say an electrical signal arrived.
"Is a peck enough? Open your mouth."
Lips meeting again. But those words weren't a request, or even a command. I felt a thumb touch my chin.
My mouth slowly opened. That snake-like thing didn't miss even the slightest gap and began to ride in.
"Heup. Hut…!"
Startled by the invading tongue, I pulled my tongue back as far as possible—and Minseo lightly pinched the breast I was still covering with my hand. It wasn't enough to hurt, but it was sufficient as a silent warning.
Slowly, I stuck out my tongue.
And so, between lip and lip, all kinds of sounds leaked out.