I'm Still Hungry
Several days had passed in absolute, genuine peace—no drama, no complications, just the steady rhythm of my life.
While teaching Min-ji and Ye-rin, my income stayed comfortably stable and both girls’ grades climbed smoothly. More than anything, the time I spent at the hotel instead of my tiny studio had become overwhelmingly dominant. Right now, for instance, I’d just finished Min-ji’s lesson and was heading straight there for the sticky, late-night hours with the two of them.
Su-ah had already slipped into the bathroom to shower. Sun-hwa and I lay naked on the bed, sharing a lazy, lingering kiss. She rested her head on my shoulder, her heavy breathing the only sound besides the soft, rhythmic leak of thick white cum between her legs.
“Haaa…”
“You did good.”
“You’re a beast… I don’t get tired of you at all.”
“I’m pretty great, huh?”
“Yeah… and unnie is too.”
Su-ah glanced toward the bathroom with a playful smile.
“Unnie is truly incredible. How does she even walk afterward?”
I chuckled and pressed my palm firmly against her lower abdomen, right over the womb.
“You should try it yourself sometime.”
“Huuuht…!! N-no, pull your hand away… I’m really, really sensitive right now…”
“Hmm…”
I slid my hand up to cup her breast and asked, “So… it’s okay if I come to the hotel a lot?”
“Ugh… I-I don’t mind at all.”
“What if my husband finds out?”
“It’s fine. That guy’s probably out romping with some young girl right now anyway. And I always wrap myself up tight before coming. He won’t even notice.”
“People would think I’m a celebrity.”
“Whatever. As long as I’m like this, even a celebrity would be fine.”
Su-ah pressed her lips against my hand and sucked gently on my fingers.
“Besides, can we do it one more time before unnie comes out?”
“Of course we can.”
That was how most of my days went—happy, dense, and completely satisfying. Then the exam period arrived.
“Sigh…”
My university credits had stacked up enough that the load wasn’t crushing. Course registration had gone smoothly too… except for one glaring problem: time was non-negotiable.
Eventually Su-ah was the one who brought it up. She’d come downstairs with the excuse of seeing Ye-rin off after class.
“Master, you have university exams, don’t you?”
“How did you know?”
“Huhu, I have a re-taker daughter, but Master is a college student. I know everything about these things.”
Su-ah giggled and reached up to stroke my cheek.
“Actually, your under-eyes have gotten a little dark lately. I figured university students always get exhausted during this time and wanted to check.”
“Ah… haha. Spot on. Exams are next week.”
As her fingers traced my cheek, her skill activated naturally.
[System: ‘Han Su-ah’ has used **Maternal Recovery**. Instructor ‘Kim Se-hyun’s fatigue recovery is accelerated.’]
“I’ve been thinking about what I can do for you… I suppose the best thing is to take care of any worries Master might have.”
“It’s fine. You know me—I don’t get tired from sleeping with you two.”
“But it still costs a lot of time. I won’t book the hotel or start anything until you say the word.”
Su-ah glanced around, gave me a quick kiss, and pulled away.
“I’ll talk to Sun-hwa too. If either of you feels like it, just say so. We’ll all run to Master the second you call.”
“Thanks.”
“Huhu…”
I got home an hour later than usual. We hid in the quietest corner of the subway, startled by every passing footstep and gust of wind, sharing long, deep kisses that focused purely on each other—no touching, just pure intensity for a full hour.
***
Even though Su-ah had been a little hurt by what happened with Sun-hwa, she never brought it up again. After two weeks of nonstop commotion in my life, I somehow passed all four exams without a hitch.
When I stepped out of the final exam, my hands numb from scribbling answers, I spotted Yoo Ju-yeon already on a bench, chugging an energy drink and waving at me.
“Hey, Kim Se-hyun. Gold medal?”
“Behind you, it’s still gold.”
“Was it hard? I heard one of my juniors literally died because he said the test was tough.”
“Somewhat. People started writing their names and just left as soon as they finished.”
“So you?”
“I wrote everything I knew.”
“You madman…”
Ju-yeon shook her head in disgust and emptied the rest of her energy drink.
“How many cans of that have you had?”
“Three.”
“Your stomach’s gonna puke after this.”
“Just go to the hospital if it does. No big deal. Hey, you up for drinks tonight?”
“You chugged three of those and you’re asking about drinking?”
“Why are you like that? I see you once or twice a week?”
“That’s not seeing. You’re about to chase your exam deadline again.”
“Exactly two more rounds and I’m done. Exams are over today.”
“Haa…”
At four o’clock in the afternoon—after the exam I hadn’t even failed—we headed to a kimchi jjigae place in front of the university.
“Let’s get the kimchi jjigae with an egg roll and just open four bottles of soju.”
“You crazy bitch…”
Ju-yeon grinned and threw the door open.
“Boss~ we’ll take one whole pig and one egg roll~”
Inside, a middle-aged, bald, muscular owner was smiling brightly at her.
“Eyy! Ju-yeon is here! Did you finish your exams?”
“Yeah~ and one bottle of soju too!”
Following Ju-yeon’s polite greeting to the owner, I bowed as well.
“Long time no see, boss.”
“Se-hyun’s here too? Didn’t you say you were going into the army?”
“I got re-enrolled. Finished the exams, so I got dragged here by Ju-yeon.”
“Hahaha! Good, go sit anywhere. I’ll bring it to you fast.”
The owner laughed and headed to the kitchen. He clearly adored Ju-yeon.
Apparently that’s why she became a regular after she once got scolded for a group fight in the jjigae and ended up drinking eight bottles of soju straight.
“Yo! Hurry up!”
“Coming… coming…”
Normal etiquette said to grab the drinks from the fridge first.
Before the jjigae arrived, Ju-yeon had already knocked back three in a row and finished two more in an hour.
“Guh…”
“Seriously, you should take better care of yourself.”
“Don’t worry. I’m healthier than you.”
We were just stirring the pot when the TV behind us switched to a fashion show.
“Oh, who’s that woman? She’s gorgeous.”
“Who?”
I turned. The face I knew all too well was being interviewed on screen.
**[The Trend-Setting CEO, Han Su-ah]**
“Pffft!!”
“You crazy bastard! What the hell are you doing?!”
“W-what? Sorry, sorry…”
“Fucking hell… at your age, acting all excited seeing a pretty unnie like that?”
“Ah shit… water…”
Seeing someone you know on TV is somehow mind-blowing. Su-ah really wasn’t ordinary at all.
“Wow… that unnie’s body is insane… forty years old with that face and body? Is she real?”
She was real. Yeah.
“Hey, Se-hyun. You get excited seeing women like that too, don’t you?”
“…What?”
Technically we were basically married, but I couldn’t just blurt out “That woman is my girlfriend.” It would make me look insane, or get me drunk the second the story came up.
So I just shrugged it off.
“Well… yeah, I guess so.”
“Even at forty? Or fifty?”
“…You just said she didn’t look forty.”
“I-I don’t know! Anyway, do guys really like older women?”
“I think mature women are fine too.”
“…”
“What?”
“Drink up!”
“Why are you pissed off, you psycho…”
Ju-yeon had the temperament of someone who definitely wasn’t crazy.
***
After finishing drinks with Ju-yeon, I figured I should grab some hangover relief before heading back to the studio.
“Ugh…”
How did I end up friends with the guy who slams down an entire bottle of soju in one shot…
Stumbling into the convenience store, I picked up an ion drink and a hangover cure. Setting them on the counter, a worried voice came from the next aisle.
“Student, are you okay?”
“I-I’m… fine…”
I was still dizzy from standing up too fast. Even though I hadn’t actually eaten, my drinking tolerance had somehow dropped since the army.
“Ugh…”
“Eek! You can’t puke here!”
The owner.
“Can you hold it? Come this way!”
A soft hand grabbed my wrist and guided me to the restroom. Thanks to her, I didn’t have to clean up puke on the store floor.
“Haah…”
After walking me to the bathroom, the owner locked the door and gently patted my back.
“How much did you drink, student? Are you okay?”
“I-I’m… ugh…”
“Sigh, okay… just let it all out. You’ll feel better.”
If I ever drank with Ju-yeon again, I was dead.
Once I’d emptied everything I’d drunk, I finally felt normal. While rinsing my mouth at the sink, the owner handed me the ion drink.
“You should drink this.”
“Ah, thank you…”
I reached for the drink, and a system message popped up right in front of me.
[System: You can claim this target! Do you want to view the profile?]
A beautiful woman with a slightly tired hairstyle was smiling at me without makeup. She didn’t look particularly old.
“Eh…”
“Huh? Student, why? Are you okay?”
“Ah… no, I’ll just… pay…”
“Pay after you eat. Scan the barcode.”
Her smiling face carried a strange, different kind of charm.
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**I was still hungry.**