A Brief Trip (1)
Chapter complete. Forcibly returning to the original world.
"Ugh… *cough* *hack* *gag*." The sudden whirl of scenery flipping before my eyes made my stomach flip inside out. Just moments ago, I had definitely been at Detective Shinoda Yui's place. When I came to, I was back in the dorm room I usually lived in.
'What the hell… "Chapter complete"? What does that even mean?'
The unfamiliar sight startled me, but as my vision slowly returned, I began to regain my senses. What did it mean for a chapter to end, and why had I been yanked back here so suddenly? And more importantly, how was I supposed to deal with this raging hard-on I'd gotten before I could pull out?
The chapter for the world "I Became the Yakuza's Nanny" has ended. Re-entry is currently unavailable.
"Unavailable? No, I need more of an explanation than that."
I snapped at the status window, my questions bursting out like an explosion. Additional information appeared in response, and my doubts began to unravel bit by bit.
Worlds with long stories are divided into chapters. Once a chapter ends, you cannot enter again until time has passed.
"There's a time limit…?"
In real-world time, it takes seven days.
"A whole week…"
I wanted nothing more than to dive back in and fool around with Detective Yui again, but that wasn't an option right now. Not with my dick still standing at full mast.
'This is annoying. Yerin probably won't reply even if I call her… it's still the middle of the night.'
The timing couldn't have been worse. Letting out a heavy sigh, I downed a glass of water and flopped back onto the bed. If I couldn't do anything about it now, I'd have to handle it another way.
'I'll just head to the world I visited before and blow off some steam there…'
I was curious about married life too, and how the netorase ending would play out. As I tried to activate Dream Link, several windows popped up one after another, as if a settlement was being processed.
Rewards are being credited.
Stats have increased.
Status: Strength - Lower → Lower-Middle | Agility - Lower → Lower-Middle | Luck - Upper-Middle | Intelligence - Middle | Mana - Lower
'Fighting with swords and guns really does raise your stats.'
As expected, the achievements from that world had carried over, and the results were satisfying. But there was something even more important than the stats right now.
Please choose one of the two abilities.
- Yamasaki-style Gun-Kata
- Mind's Eye
'Both of these are things I used in the Yakuza world.'
Gun-Kata was probably the trait created from using swords and guns, and Mind's Eye referred to that ability. If I had to pick the most important trait for me right now…
'Gun-Kata over Mind's Eye?'
It was obvious that without any foundation, I'd never be able to make proper use of Mind's Eye, so I decided on Gun-Kata. Being able to handle basic weapons was clearly an enormous advantage.
Yamasaki-style Gun-Kata (A-): The technique of the man once called Yamasaki Jo's mad dog. Grants proficiency with firearms and swordsmanship.
Smiling unconsciously at the movements rising in my mind, I felt my body grow lighter and itch to move.
'I'd almost forgotten.'
Beginning immersion in "My Girlfriend Had an Affair with Netorase."
***
After the netorase, my relationship with Hyeji had grown much closer. We came to understand each other's importance, supported one another with love, and filled in each other's shortcomings. That love eventually led us to marriage—that was the memory up until now.
"Honey~ Ta-da, you said you wanted to see this, right?"
It had been a year since we got married. Exactly our first wedding anniversary. An event Hyeji had always begged me for, saying she wanted to see it. She had taken out the school uniform I'd worn back then.
'Girls in this world like uniforms too, huh.'
Since we'd met in college, Hyeji was always curious about my school days. Whether I really had a first love, whether I'd been in the student council or library club, that sort of thing. So today, I'd set up a special concept event just for her.
'The concept of a first experience with someone you like.'
To act as innocent as possible, I even put on a pair of glasses with no lenses and played the shy role.
"Ah, hello… Thanks for coming over to my place today."
"Huh? Oh, yeah."
Even knowing it was an act, Hyeji looked flustered, her face blank with tension. That expression made her look like an inexperienced virgin—an irresistibly teasing target. I sat on the bed first, unbuttoning a few buttons, and waited for her to make the first move.
"So… we're doing it, right? Here?"
"Yeah, Sihyun."
Our first time had felt a lot like this too—facing each other in a room, hearts pounding as we slowly moved closer. Hyeji's gaze fixed on the uniform as she sat beside me, then gently took my chin and turned my head. The distance closed, and I felt the soft touch of her tongue forcing its way into my dry mouth.
'She's definitely gotten better at this than last time.'
Ever since the netorase, Hyeji had been kissing me every day, obsessed with the fantasy of me being taken by another woman. Maybe that was why her tongue technique had improved day by day.
After a pleasant kiss that left my mouth pleasantly moist, Hyeji took the lead. It had been a while since I'd felt this pure sensation—her awkward hands focused on my chest, which had nothing to grab.
"How does it feel?"
"It's hard… and when you press down, it gives a little and feels soft."
"I don't get why girls like men's chests so much."
"It's just instinct, I guess."
The act broke for a moment, but we slipped back into playing the innocent students we once were.
"H-Hyeji… it tickles when you keep touching me."
"Oh, sorry. I just like touching it too much."
"We can't just keep touching forever. Should we… move on to the next part?"
"Yeah!"
Our left hands intertwined as her other hand began unbuttoning my shirt. *Pop, pop, pop*—the pleasant sound of buttons giving way as the dress shirt slid down. It was a body I saw every day, but today it felt special, and our breathing grew heavier. As the shirt came off naturally, I leaned back onto the bed, and she instinctively climbed on top, stripping as well.
"I can feel how hard you are."
"Don't say it like that… it's embarrassing…"
"Got it. Shall we start?"
Her pants and panties slid down together, and my thick cock sprang free. She looked like she might greet it with a gulp, but held back, lifting her hips and slowly aligning herself with the entrance.
"Um… it's my first time, so please be gentle, Hyeji."
"Ah, don't tease me like that…!"
True to women who liked virgins, the slightest provocation made her lust explode like a bomb. I slowly pushed into her warm, slick pussy, already prepared with sticky fluids. The tight walls parted around me, sending waves of pleasure up my spine. When I pressed firmly against her insides, she twitched in welcome; when I lightly scraped a deeper, slightly different spot, she let out a moan.
'This is it. This satisfaction that masturbation can never provide.'
This was why I never relieved myself with just my hand. Why bother with fingers when I had this perfect onahole gripping me from all sides? Even while roleplaying as students, Hyeji's experienced hips moved with practiced ease, taking my cock without missing a beat.
"Haa, it feels so good. How about you, Sihyun?"
"I like it too, Hyeji… hngh."
"You're so cute. Hnn…! Hah, haa, your cock feels amazing. I love you. I really love you so much, Sihyun."
"I love you too, honey?"
*Thrust, thrust.* She seemed to like being called "honey," because her rhythm sped up noticeably.
'She's gotten so proactive after the netorase.'
Hyeji always prioritized my condition and feelings during both kisses and sex. It was funny—she enjoyed netorase, yet she hated the idea of actually being taken away. Despite my loving wife's efforts, her husband was already being fucked by another woman without her knowing. I felt guilt and remorse, but in the end, it was Hyeji who had started all of this.
"Ah, Hyeji, I think I'm gonna cum."
"Ah, inside… cum inside me, Sihyun?"
The load I'd been holding back poured out all at once, filling her sensitive insides until it overflowed and stained our clothes.
"Huuu… haa, it's so hot. My womb feels like it's burning up."
"Yeah? Want to go one more round?"
"Wait, my legs are shaking…"
"Then should we stop here? I'll wear the uniform again tomorrow."
"Yeah… I'll try to finish work early tomorrow, so look forward to it?"
No matter how hard she tried, some things never changed. Hyeji's body was the type that got so overwhelmed after one orgasm that she could barely go for a second round. Once she came, she was usually done for the night. Leaving her sleeping soundly, I quietly got up, grabbed my phone, and headed to the bathroom.
'Next up is Taehee, huh.'
I was still far from satisfied.