8. I've Never Experienced Anything Like This
What on earth just happened?
A hot breath pushed between my lips, and an unfamiliar friction. My brain's every circuit mercilessly shut down at the incomprehensible situation.
"Puu. Ha, fu... what are you doing right now—eup!"
It was so sudden that I couldn't even register it as my first kiss. The bastard let go of my wrist, lightly grabbed my chin, tilted my head slightly, and thrust his tongue deep inside.
My lips were pressed down. Roughly, one-sidedly. His tongue kept pushing through the gap of my lips that I'd opened to protest, and my head went blank.
His face filled my vision. To avoid the gaze that stubbornly kept meeting mine, I squeezed my eyes shut tight.
Tseup, jjok.
A wet, hot piece of flesh forced its way between my lips. At the sensation of his tongue tip exploring here and there and tracing my teeth, goosebumps rose and my spine prickled. I thought I couldn't let this go on, so I tried to pull my head back, but—
[ Nishino Yuka cannot resist Kurosawa Ren's kiss. ]
[ Time remaining: 6 days 23 hours 57 minutes ]
My head twitched and stopped. Was this what it meant that I couldn't resist? As if he'd read my intention, he gripped the back of my head tightly with his large hand and gave me no room to escape.
His tongue licked beneath my tongue. At that moment, something strange surged through me and strength drained from my knees. I need to push this bastard away. I hate this kind of thing. Seriously..
"...eup?! Heuu-eut. Heueup. Heueu."
Something was heating up. I couldn't breathe, so I panted roughly through my nose.
Chweop, chureup.
His lips changed angle and dug deeper. You, you son of a bitch.. How much had he rubbed tongues with girls all this time? I had no experience, but instinctively I could tell this bastard was skilled.
At the continuous sensation of his tongue coiling around mine, my lower belly began to burn as if being squeezed. A kind of heat I'd never felt even once. I hate it. I really hate it. This son of a bitch. I'm really going to kill him. My head definitely thought that, but my body was different.
Strength entered my thighs, and I could hear my heart pounding like crazy. Saliva that pooled in my mouth and overflowed ran down the tip of my chin in a single trickle.
Chu-eup, puha.
And our lips came apart. The string-like saliva stretched and broke, falling onto my chin. His face was right in front of me. So close his breath touched my lips.
It was disgusting. Truly.
The sensation of his tongue lapping into me was disgusting, and the smell of saliva was disgusting. If I opened my eyes for a moment, the eyes that absurdly met mine were disgusting too. Above all,
[ Nishino Yuka cannot resist Kurosawa Ren's kiss. ]
[ Time remaining: 6 days 23 hours 47 minutes ]
My situation—unable to put up any resistance at all—was disgusting.
I panted and looked up at him. I could feel that my eyes had gone hazy, and I wanted to die of shame.
"Heueu, heueu."
I opened my mouth to curse, but only rough breathing came out. My face was burning like crazy, and I could feel for myself that even my ears had turned bright red.
"F-fuuuck.. you, you. What are you doooing...!"
"What do you mean, what? Kissing."
"Wueup..!"
And then our lips met again.
His thumb lifted my chin even more and tilted my head back. My neck bent backward as if it would snap, my mouth opened, and his tongue dug deeper into that gap.
Chureup, chweup.
The sensation of my tongue being pushed, sucked, and coiled around echoed all the way to my lower belly.
What is this. What is this. I've never experienced anything like this..
I had never once kissed anyone. In my past life I only worked, and in this life I had no interest in the opposite sex.
I knew from media like dramas and movies that kissing meant pressing lips together, but I didn't know that putting your tongue in and stirring around inside the mouth was what kissing was. No, I did know. I knew, but I didn't know it would feel like this.
His hand tried to wrap around my waist.
Tak.
My hand moved before I thought. The sensation of smacking the back of his hand remained on my palm. I felt his hand hesitate in midair. Fortunately, it seemed resistance to acts other than the kiss was possible.
But our lips wouldn't come apart.
Why, why won't they come apart...
This time his lips sucked hard on my tongue. F-fuck. This is seriously disgusting. But my mouth absolutely wouldn't separate, and I felt like I was going crazy.
Chweup. Jjeup.
His hand came up again. This time right below my chest. His hand tried to slip inside my uniform.
You son of a bitch!
Puk.
I struck his wrist away again. This time with my fist, hard. A dull sound rang out.
"......eup."
Our lips were still stuck together.
Tseup, chu-eup. Jjok.
[ .... ]
[ Time remaining: 6 days 23 hours 02 minutes ]
**
I didn't even remember how I got out of the dojo. I just trudged along and somehow ended up in front of my house.
Even standing in front of the front door, my head was completely blank. The lingering uncomfortable feeling made me click my tongue for no reason. The illusion that his tongue was still touching my tongue sent chills prickling up my spine. Fuck. I should hurry up and brush my teeth..
"I'm home..."
"Oh my, Yuka, you're back. Come eat. Why are you so late today? Appa is working overtime today."
Omma, who had been preparing dinner in the kitchen, poked her head out, then saw my face and froze while still holding the ladle.
"Why does this child look so spaced out? Did something happen?"
"Eh? Ah, no... it's nothing..."
"Omma. Eonni's condition is seriously weird."
Yume, who had been lying on the living room sofa looking at her phone, popped her head over the armrest and scrutinized me closely.
"That scowling look is the same as usual, but your eyes are completely glazed over. Are you sick? Your face is also super red..."
"I'm fine.. Omma, I'm going to brush my teeth and come back."
"I've finished setting the table, what do you mean brush your teeth. Eat first!"
"Th-then I won't eat today!"
I shook off my younger sister's and eomeoni's worried gazes and dashed up to the second floor.
I went into the empty second-floor bathroom, irritably brushed my teeth, and looked in the mirror.
My lips reflected in the mirror were slightly swollen compared to usual, probably from being rubbed for so long, and my cheeks were still flushed red.
'Son of a bitch.. son of a bitch... I'm really going to kill him.'
An unpleasant, vivid sensation I had never felt even once in my life. The hot, wet touch that had forced its way into my mouth kept coming back to me, and only after brushing several more times did I rinse my mouth.
After finishing brushing my teeth, I locked my door and flopped face-down on the bed. Should I check the status window? The Fall Progress must have gone up an insane amount..
[ You will be fallen in 100 days. ]
[ Time remaining: D-98 ]
[ Current Fall Progress: 15% (+5%) ]
Ah.. whatever. Let it be.
**
The next morning.
Haa. In the end I'd stayed up all night completely. I hadn't slept properly either, and listening to the newscaster's lullaby drifting from the news while eating breakfast made me feel like I'd die of sleepiness. When I took out a hand mirror, dark circles had settled heavily under my eyes.
[ Time remaining: D-97 ]
[ Current Fall Progress: 16% (+1%) ]
Mm. Now it goes up even when I do nothing. At this rate, it'll hit 100% before D-day even comes. Haha. I let out a sigh, roughly tied my hair into a ponytail, slung my shoulder bag over my shoulder, and left the house.
When I arrived at school, opened the classroom door, and went in, as always Michiru was the first to greet me.
"Ah, Yuka-chan's here! Hello... eh?"
Michiru, who had been about to greet me cheerfully as usual, saw my appearance and stopped dead. Reika, who had been looking at her phone beside her, also slightly furrowed her brows and stared at me.
"He-ek, Yuka-chan, what's wrong with you today! Your skin is completely dry and rough, and what's with under your eyes? Did something happen?"
"It's nothing. I just didn't sleep well."
"Is it really nothing?"
Reika asked in a calm voice and stared at me hard.
"...I'm worried."
"Right, right! I sent you a LINE message yesterday and you didn't reply either.. Something really did happen, didn't it? Did something happen with Kurosawa-gun?"
Michiru's offhand guess hit the mark, and for a moment my heart dropped. Something had happened to me, all right. My mouth had been thoroughly messed with. But how could I say that out loud?
"Ah, I said it's nothing. Don't worry about it and just do what you two need to do?"
When I evaded the answer for no reason, Michiru pouted her lips, and Reika still didn't drop her suspicious look.
Just then, the back door of the classroom slid open with a deureureuk, and the blonde, tanned delinquent—Kurosawa Ren—walked in arrogantly with his hands in his pockets.
"Oh, Hondo. Tachibana. Hey? You're pretty today too."
You fucking bastard. After doing that shit to me yesterday, the very next day he's flirting with other girls. As expected, he was a worthless son of a bitch. He tossed his bag onto his desk, plopped down, and stared at me.
The sensation of that wet tongue that had rummaged all over inside my mouth yesterday and the smell of saliva flashed through my mind in an instant. To hide that my ear tips were burning again, I ground my teeth and turned my head away to avoid his gaze.
"Hey, Yuka?"
"Get lost."
"Why? That's cold. Yesterday was fun, wasn't it?"
"I said get lost!"
When I couldn't hold back and yelled out, Michiru, who had been watching from the side, opened her eyes wide and asked.
"I knew it! Something happened between Yuka-chan and Kurosawa-gun yesterday, right? From this morning Yuka's condition has been completely awful."
"Ah~ that?"
The moment the corner of his mouth rose mischievously, my heart dropped with a thud. Fuck, don't say it. Please. If you open your mouth, I'll really kill you... While I was dying inside, he cheekily brushed it off.
"Yuka worked the club members really hard to help prepare for the National Sports Festival. It seems she used up a ton of stamina?"
"Eh? Ah... yeah, that's right. Haha..."
I bit my lip slightly and gave a forced smile. I couldn't exactly advertise that I'd been kissed in that shitty way yesterday, so I had no choice but to helplessly play along with what he said.
"What, so that's what it was? Yuka-chan, you said it was your hobby, but you're way too enthusiastic~"
Michiru seemed to accept it reasonably and laughed kyarararu while chattering about other desserts, but only Reika kept alternating her sharp, displeased gaze between me and Kurosawa.
**
Break time.
The Golden-Tanned Delinquent jumped up, then opened the back door and left the classroom, as if going to the bathroom. Only after he completely disappeared did the tension ease a little.
Haa.
But there was no time to catch my breath. As soon as he left his seat, I felt a heavy gaze.
Jii—
It was Reika. Before I knew it, she had come over to my seat and sat opposite me, staring straight at me.
"...I'm saying this because Kurosawa's gone."
Reika lowered her voice and leaned her upper body deeply toward me. The sound of her fingers tap, tap, lightly tapping the desk sounded especially loud in the corner of the classroom.
"I can see it all—ever since earlier, every time you face him, you're short of breath and your hands are trembling."
"...!"
"Even now, you relaxed as soon as he left."
Cold sweat ran down. Reika's narrowed eyes slowly scanned down my slightly swollen lips and reddened ear tips.
"You looked kind of off yesterday before club activities too. You ignored all my LINE messages."
"Th-that's just because I was tired..!"
"Yuka."
Reika cut me off flatly and calmly drove the point home.
"You two didn't just prepare for the tournament at the dojo yesterday, did you? What did Kurosawa do to you?"
My breath caught in my throat. I couldn't think of an answer.
'Did she figure it out..?'
The shame of being forcibly kissed by a delinquent, and the embarrassment of having my friends find out about it. After warning my friends to be careful, I was the one getting caught first.. What if she thinks I'm pathetic? Just as I was opening and closing my mouth—
"...Pfft."
Reika's mouth corner, which had been interrogating me hard, rose slightly, and then she let out a short, pfft laugh.
"...Huh?"
As I stared blankly, Reika rested her chin on her hand, crinkled her eyes slightly, and whispered.
"From the morning, the two of you were going back and forth, exchanging glances so much that I wondered if maybe..."
Reika asked as if interested. Fuck. It's not that. Reika.
"Are you two maybe dating?"
".......Haa?"
The unfortunate circuit that had been spinning wildly in my head snapped off.
The taut, heavy tension that had been pressing down on me until just now crumbled anticlimactically, as if it had never been there. No, maybe it had been my delusion from the start...
"What, what, what are you talking about, you crazy bitch?!"
"It's been a while since I've seen Yuka this flustered, so it's fun."
When I turned bright red and shrieked, Michiru, who had come over late, opened her eyes wide and said, "Eh? Dating?! Who and who?"
I-I thought I'd been caught. Fuck..