6. Seo Mina, the Busty Cow Who Can't Help But Admire My Huge Cum-Cock.
6. Seo Mina, the Busty Cow Who Can't Help But Admire My Huge Cum-Cock.
"What are you staring at so intently?"
Seo Mi-na, seated in her designated spot at Beatrice, threw the exact words Tae-yang usually said to her at someone else.
"Hmm..."
It was Seo Da-hye, the second of the four sisters born to Kim Seo-yeon, and Mi-na's first younger sister.
Seo Da-hye, who possessed a truly neat and elegant appearance and style, rested her chin on her hand prettily and held back her words for a moment, looking at her nonchalant eonni.
"You seem quite happy with your eonni's friend in that semi-basement, huh?"
Smirk...!
Then, with a warm smile, she tossed out a cryptic comment.
"Huh? What are you talking about? Why are you suddenly saying that?"
Seo Mi-na was drinking iced coffee and looking at a photography exhibition proposal with quite a few pages.
Her mother, Kim Seo-yeon, runs a Gallery Cafe, and she had asked her eldest daughter for her opinion regarding the exhibition.
Kim Seo-yeon looks at her daughter's work, and the daughter helps with her mother's exhibition—that was their relationship.
Seo Da-hye had brought the proposal.
Seo Mi-na's gaze shifted from the proposal to her younger sister, Seo Da-hye, and she tilted her head.
"Eonni, you've started talking a lot more. Your expressions have become more expressive, too. You don't notice it, do you?"
Slide...!
Seo Da-hye crossed her arms, placed her elbows on the table, and leaned her upper body toward her eonni as she answered.
It had already been a month since Seo Mi-na started living in the semi-basement with Geum Tae-yang.
And today was the fourth weekend meeting with her younger sister, Seo Da-hye.
During these four meetings, Seo Da-hye had felt the rapid changes in her eonni's atmosphere and behavior.
"Me??"
"Wow! You really don't notice it at all, do you?"
"What's there to change? I know you wouldn't lie, Da-hye, but aren't you just seeing what you want to see?"
"Hmm... well?"
At her sister's answer, Seo Mi-na's head tilt became even more pronounced.
Especially because it was Seo Da-hye's answer, it was even more so.
Kind and considerate Seo Da-hye couldn't even tell a lie as a joke.
In other words, if Seo Da-hye said so, at the very least, she was experiencing it that way.
"For example, in the past, if I explained something enthusiastically, you would've just given a one-word answer like 'good' or 'not good,' as if you were just signing off on it."
Seo Da-hye immediately listed what she had observed in detail.
Even adding a bit of acting to mimic her eonni.
"But now it's the opposite. Eonni, you're talking more than I am."
What is conversation? It must be communication with the other person.
However, Seo Mi-na is so eccentric with her artistic temperament that she lives trapped in her own world.
So, when she is with others, even if it's family, there isn't much to talk about, and her expression is usually one of being lost in thought.
She only opens her mouth when the other person asks something.
That was the Seo Mi-na of the past, but now, a month into living in the semi-basement with Geum Tae-yang, she is actually communicating.
"Plus, your expressions are so varied that I find myself watching you on purpose. It's fun."
Expressions reveal emotions.
However, if you don't empathize with the other person, emotions don't grow.
Seo Mi-na is currently empathizing not just with whether something is right, wrong, efficient, or inefficient, but with her mother's work and her time with her sister, Seo Da-hye.
"But when I think about it carefully, I think I only saw you like this a long, long time ago. It's been such a long time. So, I can't help but think it's because of this new life."
Of course, it wasn't like that since Seo Mi-na was born.
It started when she got too deeply immersed in her own world.
That's why Seo Da-hye suddenly remembers the days when her eonni harmonized her own world with the outside world.
And now, that is happening again.
"Ah...!"
At Seo Da-hye's detailed and intuitive explanation, Seo Mi-na finally let out a small sigh, as if she herself had realized it.
It must have been a sigh of realization.
"It's not happiness, it's just... um... I'm just distracted, that's all. I've lost my pace."
"Wow! That's amazing. To think there's someone who can make my eonni lose her cool!"
Her own rapid changes,
And her sister who noticed it.
Feeling awkward, Seo Mi-na stirred the straw in her iced coffee and brushed it off.
But even that was a new world to Seo Da-hye.
"I really want to see the person who changed my eonni. I want to meet him in person."
"Not right now. In the current situation, the emotional line of the artwork might break."
"But you'll let me meet him before the other family members, right?"
"I suppose so."
Looking only at mathematical beauty, the eldest, Seo Mi-na, and the second, Seo Da-hye, have many similarities.
But their personalities are almost complete opposites.
Seo Mi-na is someone who lives in her own world, while Seo Da-hye is someone who likes taking care of friends and family.
Because of that, Seo Da-hye was already cooperative with her eonni's affairs, but when she heard that her eonni was living with a male friend, she has been intervening and cooperating at a level comparable to a secret agent.
"It's so romantic. That two people who broke up like that would meet again."
Seo Da-hye had heard directly about her eonni's fling during her first year of high school, and she was aware that the male friend she was living with was that very person.
"He's the kind of person who lives with the mindset that he doesn't have time to struggle because only happy memories of his grandmother, who treated him well, come to mind... that's the kind of person he is."
Seo Da-hye is quite favorable toward Geum Tae-yang, her eonni's high school male friend.
It's because she felt a warm resonance from Geum Tae-yang back then.
Just before transferring schools, Seo Mi-na asked Geum Tae-yang if he didn't resent his terribly difficult environment.
It was a question she asked because she couldn't vent about her own family's divorce process at the time, which she was sick of.
Geum Tae-yang's answer to that was that he didn't have time to struggle because only happy memories of his grandmother, who had lived for him until now, came to mind.
Seo Mi-na unexpectedly accepted those words immediately, kept remembering what she had accepted, and even told Seo Da-hye, the second sister with whom she interacted the most.
Seo Da-hye, who is one year younger, had also suffered a lot emotionally while watching her parents' divorce situation.
Such a Seo Da-hye has been moved so deeply that she recites the words Geum Tae-yang said even more often than the person involved, Seo Mi-na.
"Da-hye, you're going to be a wonderful teacher. You empathize well. You understand things well. You explain things well. I'm not being sarcastic, I'm saying this sincerely."
Seo Mi-na, who felt ticklish about the Geum Tae-yang talk going too deep, changed the subject by complimenting her sister, which she didn't usually do.
Seo Da-hye, who is 22 years old this year and a junior in college, dreams of being a teacher.
"Haa... no... I'm so lacking... The more I imagine the teacher training I have to prepare for and the work I have to do next year, the more worries pile up..."
Why did Seo Mi-na emphasize that she wasn't being sarcastic?
When talking about her eonni, the second sister, Da-hye, was as bright as sunshine, but when the topic of her own career path came up, she sighed as if the ground would collapse.
Seo Da-hye is the type who is generous to others but unnecessarily strict with herself.
Almost to the point of obsession.
"I wonder, can I really do well? Am I the kind of person who can teach anyone? I have doubts..."
As she became a junior and faced next year's student teaching, Seo Da-hye's obsession became even more severe.
"If you aren't qualified to be a teacher, then who is? That's self-abuse at this point. Don't think like that."
"Hwaaaa...! Eonni, you're just thinking too highly of me because I'm your sister..."
Thud!
Seo Mi-na scolded her sister with a quite firm expression, keeping her obsession in check.
This is almost the only area where Seo Mi-na nags Seo Da-hye.
Then, Seo Da-hye slumped onto the table as if in despair.
"Sorry, Eonni~! Let's definitely go watch a movie together next week~!"
"It's okay. Keep taking care of Hye-jin and Ji-eun."
"Okay, Eonni~!"
Afterward, Seo Da-hye, who received an unexpected call from her mother, Kim Seo-yeon, had to leave without finishing her original schedule,
'I've started talking more, and my expressions have become more varied?'
Seo Mi-na, whose mind became quite complicated by her sister's words, bought sushi to feed Geum Tae-yang and returned home quickly.
'Because of Geum Tae-yang?'
Because she wanted to face the X-factor of that conversation, Geum Tae-yang, quickly.
That was how it was, but the situation that greeted her was...
"No! Don't come in!!!"
It was the sight of the X-factor male friend, Geum Tae-yang, who had started ejaculating while watching porn.
It was the very private scene of the man, Geum Tae-yang, for whom even her sister Seo Da-hye felt a full resonance in her heart.
Pshhhhhh! Splurt! Pshhhhhhhh!♡
The cum of a 23-year-old male that had been stored up for 30 days was something else.
No matter how much Geum Tae-yang beat his meat in a rage, there's no way he'd do it raw.
Naturally, he had tissues on hand.
But because the amount of cum stored for 30 days was so immense,
The toilet paper, which had been folded several times to be thick, was pierced through like a condom used for pregnancy attacks,
And as a result, Geum Tae-yang's cum, having lost its sturdy barrier, flew powerfully toward the monitor in front.
"Ah...!"
A water gun of cum like a laser beam soaking the monitor.
If you looked at it without prejudice, it wasn't just beautiful; it was full of primal vitality.
Because it really flew out, shooting and splattering.
Seo Mi-na, who had entered the semi-basement entrance carrying a shopping bag containing sushi, saw it.
[Haaung...! Fuck me again... Should I make it stand up...? I'll suck it for you, Oppa... Haaung...!]
[You fucking bitch, suck it! Suck it hard!]
"......"
Gulp...! Gulp...! Driiiip...! Squelch, squelch...!
After the male vitality that seemed capable of melting ten-thousand-year-old iron subsided,
Silence, and more silence, filled the semi-basement room.
In that silence, the vulgar conversation between the porn man and porn woman on the computer monitor flowed like a radio,
And from Geum Tae-yang's cock, wrapped in toilet paper, the remaining cum dripped down and soaked the floor.
"Umm..."
Slide...!
Not yet. A man's cum performance is never limited to just the visual.
Immediately, the sense of smell,
Seo Mi-na instinctively covered her nose at the obscene scent of night-blooming jasmine that had already filled the semi-basement and wafted thickly to the entrance.
"Could you go out and come back in about an hour...?"
Even without looking, Geum Tae-yang could tell through the sound of Seo Mi-na's breathing.
Because the scent of night-blooming jasmine was rising nakedly even to himself, who had just ejaculated.
Geum Tae-yang politely asked his female friend Seo Mi-na for some alone time with a voice like the smoke of a burnt-out candle.
"Okay."
It was so polite, and deep heartbreak could be felt.
Seo Mi-na, a female friend who was a bit of a weirdo but had manners, turned around and left the entrance without a single word of unnecessary remark.
'I couldn't taste the sushi.'
I really like sushi.
Because it's delicious.
But while I was eating the high-quality sushi Mi-na had bought for dinner, I couldn't feel the taste at all, not even 1 gram.
Because my thoughts were elsewhere.
'Fucking embarrassing...'
Because it was embarrassing to have been caught jerking off, and to have had my frantic outburst witnessed at that.
Still, Mi-na was much more understanding than the existing image I had of her.
She said to come back in an hour, but I stayed in the car for a whole two hours before coming back in,
And after eating dinner, she didn't say a word while I did other things before going to sleep.
Thanks to that, I was able to sufficiently pull myself together from my tattered state of mind through honest contemplation.
"You were big, weren't you?"
If so, I have to coolly wrap it up and move on.
That is the way of a man.
Perhaps Mi-na thought so too, as she opened the floor at a point when some time had passed while lying on the bedding as always.
"And very. Massive."
Splat...!
It was refreshing.
She showed her forearm,
I guess she meant my cock was that big.
I feel more comfortable because she came out like that.
"It is massive. But I'm not the only one who's massive. You're massive too. You're a dairy cow, Seo Mi-na."
Because I, too, was able to speak as it was, without passing it through the filter of my brain, in a do-or-die situation.
That remark I had deeply felt while living together for a month, but had to keep to myself.
Adult Seo Mi-na really has voluptuous tits and ass.
"I'm just big, it's obvious just by looking. Is there anything surprising about that? But you... you have to take it off to know for sure. And you have to be angry, too. So, Geum Tae-yang, you are. You're a guy with that thing attached to a human body. You're a wicked guy."
"That's a compliment, I don't feel bad at all. On the other hand, you'll be pretty triggered by being called a cow, right?"
"Nope? All the women in my family are dairy cows, so I don't get triggered."
We had a childish war of nerves.
Certainly, once we started obsessing and digging in, we each clearly had content that was good for teasing,
And during the time of silence, we poured out the attack keywords that had been itching our mouths without consideration, under the pretext of jokes to change the atmosphere.
"Anyway, that woman Min Seon-a must be regretting it a lot. Because she missed out on a man that money can't buy."
It's amazing. Indeed, an artist was different.
Very creatively, the attack came through various routes.
"That's nonsense. It doesn't even make sense. I never showed her my stuff in the first place, so what is there to regret?"
Anyway, from my perspective, Min Seon-a is Myeong-ho hyung's junior.
Even if it ended not so well, I can't talk trash.
"What! Are you defending Min Seon-a? Do you still have feelings for her? From what I can tell, it looks like she's been contacting you constantly?"
"Bullshit. I don't have a shred of lingering attachment. I'm a fucking cool guy. Do you even know what social life is, you rich girl?"
Seo Mi-na, who knows that dynamic well, tries to enjoy it by cunningly causing me trouble.
"She's the one contacting me first, and I'm just ignoring her or answering shortly only when necessary."
From about half a month ago, texts started coming from Min Seon-a occasionally.
Asking what I'm doing, asking to go watch a movie, etc.
"How can I believe that? Show me your phone."
"Why would I show you that."
"As expected, you have something to hide."
Seo Mi-na has been doing this ever since she became aware of that situation.
'Even if I haven't met women, I have my own principles. Fucking Min Seon-a... do you think I'd get caught in that blatant fishing?'
If so, why am I putting up a wall against Min Seon-a, who is hitting on me?
Because I know her intentions.
For some reason, Min Seon-a seems to want to keep me by her side while fishing for me.
"Hmm... if it's true that you're really shutting her down, Min Seon-a will soon egg on Myeong-ho hyung separately to make it so that the three of us meet."
Saying things like I have something to hide was definitely to tease me.
Mi-na also seemed to believe my words,
Based on that, she recited a prophecy.
But that prophecy,
[Tae-yang! Let's go cut some meat at a restaurant with Seon-a the day after tomorrow, the three of us.]
Hit the mark like a dog.