Aftermath: It's Cold. So Cold.
The cold seeps into every inch of my body. I can't stop shivering. The unbearable chill forces a miserable complaint out of me before I can hold it back.
"Husband, when are you coming?!"
The one complaining is Elsia. Right now she's in Shin-woo's room wearing nothing but her underwear, trembling violently. "You should have been here by now!"
Shin-woo's room is still wrecked from that accidental Cheonma Laser explosion. It's completely exposed to the outside, so the heating doesn't reach it at all. Even though it's summer, today feels strangely freezing. Maybe it's because Shin-woo isn't here, but she quickly shakes that thought away. It has to be the weather acting weird—she tries to hypnotize herself into believing that. Shin-woo will come soon and warm her up. That's what Elsia keeps telling herself.
The plan had been perfect. Everyone was supposed to drink themselves stupid and lose all sense of reason. Then they'd naturally head back to their own dorms to sleep. That was the moment she planned to seize the position of the main wife. Honestly, she had agreed to let Hye-ji have his first time, but it still felt a little unfair. Before the regression, Shin-woo had already been Hye-ji's perfect possession.
"This time I should get to go first!"
If Hye-ji had heard that, she would've tried to kill her on the spot. But right now, no one else was in the room except Elsia. That only made it more pitiful. All she could do was wait. That was what she kept thinking. Even if Shin-woo brought Hye-ji along, it wouldn't matter. Three people together wouldn't be so bad. That's why she'd deliberately avoided drinking and stayed completely sober. If she got swept up in the mood and drank, she'd obviously miss her chance again.
"I even picked out the prettiest underwear!"
The underwear she was wearing had so little fabric that it was questionable whether it could even be called underwear. It was barely different from being naked. Another wave of cold hit her and she shuddered hard. But she refused to compromise by wrapping herself in a blanket. The more painful this was now, the sweeter the reward would be later. Instead, as a minimal concession, she buried her nose in the blanket and inhaled the faint scent of Shin-woo that still lingered.
"Hehe! Husband, I'm all ready for you!"
Smelling his scent and thinking about him made her giggle again. Her lower abdomen kept twitching. At the same time, she felt warmth spreading below, turning slightly damp. But she didn't touch herself. She endured again for the sake of the rough hands that would caress her and the thick thing that would push inside. For now, she just kept smiling and waited for Shin-woo to return.
Elsia was smiling. No matter how strong Hye-ji was supposed to be, she had that scrawny body. A figure that made you question the very concept of femininity. That's why Elsia watched from on high. No matter how much those other girls ran wild, to Elsia—who possessed true feminine charm—they were nothing more than concubines. In the end, the main wife position would obviously go to Elsia. Right now she was just resting for the sake of balance and fun. Her patience had run out. The other concubines could panic all they wanted—it was already too late. From now on, the main wife would make her move. That's why Elsia was smiling. Smiling as she called out for Shin-woo, who had no reason to come.
"Husband! Hurry up and come!"
She just kept smiling.
***
Everything was yellow. The world was yellow. Had everything always been yellow? She had no idea what was going on.
[My dear? Are you dead?]
'Ah?'
Only then did the memory of having sex with Hye-ji yesterday come back. This time it was real sex, not chicken and beer. It had started off pretty well. He'd kept some control and even made Hye-ji pass out at the end. Except for the part where he came inside her.
The problem was what came after. Hye-ji recovered at some point and started moving like a madwoman. Before he knew it, he'd been swept up in her pace and pushed his body past its limits. He obviously had no idea how many times they'd done it. He was so exhausted that his memory had cut out halfway through.
[Even so, your thing kept standing on its own, regardless of your condition.]
'Fuck, you crazy dick bastard.'
Color was finally returning to the world. The first thing he felt was the heavy exhaustion weighing down his entire body. Everything felt too heavy. He wasn't even sure if he was breathing properly. His hands and feet trembled, and he couldn't put any strength into them. Next came the dampness he felt from the bed beneath him. It was slick and sticky, like he'd been leaking nonstop without any chance to dry. At the same time, a thick, concentrated smell assaulted his nose. A fishy night-flower scent mixed with a suggestive fruity aroma. The combination was both harmonious and discordant, numbing his sense of smell all over again.
At that moment, he suddenly felt an intense wave of pleasure from below again.
"Hah!"
"...Fuck?"
When he looked up, Hye-ji was already moving on top of him. Right on cue, he felt himself pouring into her once more. It was amazing that he still had anything left to give after all that. Their eyes met as Hye-ji shuddered from the sensation.
"Oh? Shin-woo, you're awake?"
"......How many times did you do it while I was unconscious?"
"......"
"Hey."
Hye-ji didn't answer and just looked away. Wondering how much time had passed, he checked the clock on the wall.
"Hye-ji? Doesn't the time seem a little off right now?"
"Y-yeah, it does."
Hye-ji scratched her head with an awkward smile. It was already well past noon. Maybe realizing the time triggered it, but suddenly he felt starving. At the same time, a sharp pain shot through his lower abdomen. Combined with how wrecked his body already felt, everything started spinning. His vision wavered, constantly shifting between blurry and clear. He felt like he was going to die.
He thought about going outside, but he had no clothes, so that wasn't an option. He tried to grab his phone to call for help. But—
- Thud.
"Fuck."
His body had no strength. He couldn't even hold onto the phone properly and dropped it. Hearing the sound, Hye-ji's eyes sharpened as she leaned in close to his face.
"Who are you trying to contact while leaving me behind?"
"......I was just going to ask someone to bring me clothes."
"I already told you."
With those words, Hye-ji sank her hips down deeply. He felt that intense pressure and burning heat again.
"I'm going to make sure you have no reason to leave."
"......How about we at least eat first?"
"Hmm."
Hye-ji seemed to consider it—she was clearly hungry too. Then she smiled brightly and answered.
"Three more times!"
"Fuck! I'm seriously going to die at this rate!"
"Really? But..."
Hye-ji rubbed her lower abdomen.
"This guy seems perfectly fine?"
『I'm feeling great!』
"Fuck."
[All your stamina went straight there, huh.]
'I really think I'm going to die.'
Hye-ji didn't say anything else. She just moved her body even more, pressing down on his shoulders so he couldn't get up. Thanks to that, the only sounds coming from her mouth were moans and cheers instead of answers.
"This feels so fucking good!!!!"
He barely managed to stretch his arm out and fumble with the fallen phone. A quick glance at the screen showed missed calls and messages from Ayeon. She seemed worried since she couldn't reach him. With trembling fingers, he somehow opened the messenger app and sent a text. Calling right now wouldn't do any good while Hye-ji was screaming like that.
Me: [Can you bring me some clothes? The door's unlocked.]
Champi: [Are you alright? You're not in trouble, are you?]
The moment he tried to reply 'I'm fine,' another intense wave of pleasure hit him. It was followed immediately by crushing fatigue. His body was getting worse in real time. The world turned yellow again. Then his vision started flickering. He was screwed. His fingers trembled like it was the middle of winter. This wasn't good. He scraped together his last bit of strength and typed one final message.
Me: [Save me.]
The second he sent it, Hye-ji grabbed both his hands and started moving her hips even faster. That was the last thing he remembered.
When he opened his eyes again—
"Honey!!!!!!!!"
"Husband!!!!!!!!"
Hye-ji's door burst open and he heard Ayeon and Elsia's screams. They must have screamed after seeing his condition. Hye-ji stopped moving, turned her head, and started smirking at the two of them.
"Look who showed up. The losers."
Despair began coloring Ayeon and Elsia's faces. Hye-ji drove the nail in deeper while watching them.
"You can at least masturbate while watching from there. I'll allow that much."
- Thud.
Something fell from Ayeon's hands. It was probably the clothes she'd rushed over with. Taking that sound as a signal, Hye-ji started moving her hips again. Everyone stayed silent. The only sounds were the wet noises from their connected parts and Hye-ji's moans. The already thick smell filling the room grew even denser.
He glanced up at Ayeon and Elsia. Their expressions hadn't changed, but they looked completely different from before. Their faces were flushed red, and their eyes were spinning in circles. Of course, Hye-ji's movements only accelerated regardless.
But everything has an end. Hye-ji, who had been moving like crazy, suddenly stopped. At the same time, both he and Hye-ji shuddered violently. They stayed frozen like that for a moment. After a short while, Hye-ji slowly got up. When their connection finally broke, it sounded like opening a sealed bottle cap. Without the stopper, liquid immediately started flowing out. Along with it, his thing—which had seemed like it would never go down—finally went limp.
"...I'm dead."
"I'll stop here for now."
Hye-ji looked completely unfazed—in fact, her skin looked even smoother and healthier. She smiled brightly as she climbed off him.
"I'm going to take a shower first."
She casually opened the bathroom door and went inside. The sound of the door closing finally snapped Ayeon and Elsia out of their daze. They rushed over to him.
"Are you alright?! Can you move?!"
"Husband!!! Are you still alive?"
"You two..."
Tears had welled up in their eyes. They must have been really worried. It was genuinely touching.
[Do they really look that worried about you?]
'Are you seriously doubting the heroines right now? I'm disappointed, Piece.'
As if rejecting Piece's words, Ayeon and Elsia looked even more concerned. They really were heroines.
"Is mine still left?"
"It can still get hard, right?"
"Look at my condition, not my dick, you crazy bitches."
Both of their gazes were fixed below his waist. Maybe noticing their stares, his thing slowly started rising again. Only then did Ayeon and Elsia let out sighs of relief.
"Thank goodness. Really, thank goodness."
"Should we do it right now? I'm already ready!"
'......Piece really does know everything.'
[I don't know everything. I only know what I know!]
In a different sense, they really were heroines.