Chapter 16
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 16
Chapter Title: Our Mouths Aren't Semen-Only Toilets...♡
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The drinking party with her friends wasn't just a fake excuse to dodge the afterparty.
This time, even Jiyu—who'd missed the last one—had joined, so all four of them were finally together.
"What's with that face?"
Jiyu asked, eyeing Sia's expression that didn't fit the fun vibe at all.
'...She's fucking gorgeous.'
Shed seen her in photos, but seeing her in person was on another level.
Even as a fellow 'woman,' it was enough to piss her off a little.
A face that made even a deflated, flat look—like a soda gone stale—somehow photogenic.
But the real kicker was hearing her say her core personality hadn't changed despite the gender and looks swap.
"Did you hit your head or something back there?"
Mixing soju and beer 7-to-3 in her glass, she shot Sia a pitiful glance.
Sia gave an awkward smile at the sharp reaction.
She had no comeback, even if they'd straight-up cursed her out.
It was like throwing a childish tantrum because things didn't match her expectations.
And not just some minor hiccup—it was wishing for a massive news-making incident.
Of course, she didn't truly want anyone hurt.
Shed just been bored with Gate clears and whined lightly about it.
'Team-building games are awkward without someone a bit mean-spirited...'
Those were only fun with a slight asshole in the mix.
Everyone here was too nice, so Sia treated them like grunts.
Delivering hardcore lectures infused with her hero experience.
"You're three years older, but your mind seems even younger."
"Gotta live young and free."
"Unnie, that's why you look even older."
Yura chimed in as she refilled the ssam veggies and meat.
"Gahhh...!"
Sia let out a playful scream at 'unnie' and hugged Doyeon, who was sitting next to her.
"Move. It's hot."
"Aw, so cold."
"......"
Jiyu paused mid-mix and stared blankly at the pair.
"...You guys already seem super close?"
"Huh? We've always been close."
"No, not like that."
Girls were always touchy with each other anyway—super close skinship, going to the bathroom together all the time, holding hands or linking arms while walking around. Nothing unusual.
But it'd only been about two weeks since Sia came back as a woman.
Sia had over three years in a female body, sure, but Doyeon casually accepting the touchiness was definitely noteworthy.
Doyeon and even Yura flushed and awkwardly turned away at the offhand comment.
Only Sia grinned slyly, wrapping an arm around Doyeon's waist.
Pretending to hold her waist, she pressed fingers into Doyeon's ass, and with her toes, lightly nudged inside Yura's skirt from across the table.
"Eek!"
"Ngh...."
Doyeon and Yura let out thin breaths at the same time.
"Hm?"
But Jiyu, clueless about what had just gone down—or was still going on—just tilted her head.
"Just getting used to it fast since I'm living as a girl full-time now, so I'm clinging extra."
Not super convincing, judging by Jiyu's brief squint, but she soon focused back on mixing her somac.
"You okay with booze?"
"Yeah... I don't get drunk, but I'll drink anyway."
Ever since her body got absurdly healthy, nothing short of straight 96-proof evaporating on its own would get her buzzed.
'Still, I can get in the mood.'
The taste wasn't great, but skipping out 'cause no buzz felt lame.
"Cheers! To Sia's first Gate clear!"
"Cheers! Celebrating Yura's scholarship!"
......
......
"Cheers! To Doyeon not getting a number this week!"
"Don't cheers to weird shit like that."
Every new bottle opened, they'd find some reason—big or small—to toast.
From legit congrats to tiny stuff.
"What's next...?"
"Oh, we missed this one."
"What is it."
Yura, swaying side to side from the booze, pulled out her smartphone and showed an article.
"Hey, no...!"
Even Jiyu—who stayed stone-cold after dumping soju in her beer—flushed beet red in an instant.
Sia snatched the phone before Jiyu could cover it.
Doyeon leaned in to check the article too.
It was about Jiyu's mom and her guild.
A photo of super tense Jiyu mid-interview.
[Cheongrin Guild Safely Resolves Sudden Gate Incident]
"That big fuss lately?"
"Yeah."
It was the incident shed heard about at the Management Bureau.
Small scale, minimal damage, but frequency was rising.
"Lemme see... Cheongrin Guild's new dragon shines... Her identity: Guild Master Yeon Haran's one and only daughter...."
"Stooop—!"
The sudden scream drew eyes from around the bar.
But spotting her flushed face, they shrugged it off as a drunk making noise.
"For real, stop...."
Jiyu mumbled, nearly in tears, hands over her face.
But none of them were the type to pass up teasing a friend.
"Korea’s top Awakener's precious daughter."
"Leader of a new era."
"The new dragon. Pffft."
The three huddled by Jiyu—head on the table—whispering taunts.
Jiyu just trembled, enduring the humiliation without a fuss.
"Stooop...."
"Phew... satisfied."
"Jiyu's reactions are just too good."
"But damn, impressive for real."
Sia reread the article, murmuring genuine admiration.
Shed heard she was skilled, but not that highly rated.
'...I had no eye for that stuff back then.'
Like hearing a friend blew up as a YouTuber—only to learn they hit a million subs in a year.
'Hmm... body's been feeling sluggish lately.'
She loved sex most, but training itself was a close second.
Without talent plus grit to endure brutal drills and enjoy the grind, she never would've become the Hero.
Curious just how strong her highly rated friend really was.
Her mom too, obviously.
'But...'
Couldn't just challenge her to a spar out of nowhere.
'Plenty of time anyway.'
With her decision to keep Awakener-ing, opportunities would abound.
For now, time to enjoy other things.
"But isn't that outfit kinda sexy for an interview?"
"It's not sexy!"
Jiyu grumbled, caressing her burning cheeks at Yura's jab.
"Ugh, seriously... 'new dragon'? That reporter's probably older than Mom...."
"Means she's that respected, right?"
"......"
Jiyu nodded faintly at Sia's words.
Cheesy as hell, but kinda relieving too.
At least not dissed as less than her mom in her prime.
'Sure... getting hate elsewhere too...'
But ignore the jealousy, inferiority, or troll shit—one line of praise mattered.
Embarrassing nickname, but it sparked pride.
"......"
Which made Sia weigh on her mind even more.
Three, four years lost to Gates, back stronger than ever—clearly beyond her.
At first, shed chalked it up to imagination, but no.
Way above those veteran posers from other guilds and corps who picked fights constantly.
'...Not sure exactly.'
Just raw power prickling through her skin.
Sia's level was beyond her one-year newbie senses anyway.
'Wanna ask for a spar...'
Might say yes, but bugging her for selfish reasons felt off.
Plus pride stung a bit.
One-year rookie or not, shed aced missions that stumped vets.
Green on experience, but talent and skill shone.
And admitting defeat first to a friend? Tougher said than done.
That held her back.
"Hm? Bathroom again?"
"Yeah... drank too much, gotta go all the time."
"I'll go too."
"Sure...."
Mid-deliberation, Sia and Yura headed to the bathroom together.
They really got close quick... Then she recalled earlier.
"Wait, didn't Sia go with you earlier too?"
"...Yeah?"
"Hmmm... well, she chugs booze like water."
Jiyu picked at well-grilled pork belly, glancing casually at Doyeon.
'She's pretty wasted too.'
Flush from face down to her throat.
Rubbing her neck, Jiyu tonged a heap of meat onto Doyeon's side plate.
"You seem hammered. Eat more meat."
"...Yeah. Thanks."
Doyeon said so, but barely touched it.
Shed stuffed something else entirely, but clueless Jiyu fretted.
"We're back."
"Took forever."
"Line was long. Had to wait."
Jiyu eyed Yura as Sia calmly replied.
The girl with her signature fluffy black hair, smoothing it down as she sat.
"Huh? Yura, something weird on your face?"
"R-Really...?"
Yura jolted at the callout, twisting to check her phone mirror and frantically fix her face.
Jiyu awkwardly lowered her hand, no longer peeling it off.
'Something... something...'
Lonely.
Hard to pin down, but a weird distance between her and the trio.
'Cuz we haven't hung out much lately...?'
"I'll grab more meat."
Not wanting them to notice her mood, Jiyu announced loudly and left the table.
......
......
-Churp, churp, churp, churp♡
Sia pressed down her upward-curving cock and placed the glans on Yura's tongue.
-Bwoooosh♡ Bwoooosh♡
-Bwup, bwup, bwup, bwup♡
Endless fresh semen filled her mouth in seconds.
"Ngh...♡ Mmph...♡"
Yura cupped her chin to catch every drop, swallowing it all—mouth, palm, even urethral remnants—sucking slurp♡ clean before they emerged.
Sia had blown two loads each into Doyeon and Yura's mouths at the bar, partied till late, split from Jiyu, then dragged the pair home and fucked them silly in turns till morning.
"Yeah... Can we overlap as much as possible? Nngh... This much is fine, sure."
As Sia railed the duo hard, Jiyu was asking her guild master mom, Haran, to tweak her schedule.
For more friend hangouts.