A Clean Finish.
A Clean Finish.
The next day arrived, and the final period of the exam drew near.
And with it, a once-in-a-lifetime dilemma began.
I was dying to let out a fart, a purely physiological phenomenon.
Painfully so...
I broke out in a cold sweat and carefully unbuckled my skirt.
'I'm fucked...'
I wanted to just let it rip in relief...
But ending up like Park Ji-hoon was something I had to avoid at all costs...
If only it were a break, I could've let it out in small portions...
Only five minutes had passed in the exam, and it was dead quiet.
So quiet I could hear the breathing of the girl next to me taking her test.
More than anything, Da-yeon, who'd been with me right up until the start, was why I'd missed my timing during the break.
About five minutes in, cold sweat started dripping enough to soak my back.
This was a fart I could guarantee, one hundred percent, would make noise even if I tried to let it slip out in tiny bursts.
Using my superior cognitive abilities relative to others, I began rapidly searching for a way to break this situation.
The first thing I saw was the test paper, without a single problem solved...
Yeah... let's just do it.
I pinched my firm, pale thigh as hard as I could, endured the struggle, and solved the problems fast.
Afraid I'd let the fart slip if I focused anywhere else, I channeled every nerve into my sphincter and answered the questions on instinct.
I felt like I'd achieved some kind of awakening, working purely on sight without going through my brain, but I had no leisure to care about that.
After finishing quickly, I raised my hand.
Maybe my face had gone completely pale, because the teacher approached me with a worried expression.
"Um... I finished everything, so could I use the restroom..."
"G-go ahead."
I stood up very carefully, but I felt the other kids' attention fix on me.
I moved slowly, and for a moment, I nearly let the fart out.
Dizzying... In a focused situation like this, I can't let even the smallest sound escape...
But was unbuckling my skirt the problem...?
The zipper on my skirt, which had been sitting nicely on my hips, came undone and the skirt started to slide off, so I grabbed it in a hurry.
Poot.
""......""
My pale, sensitive skin burned hot, as if to inform me my face was now bright red.
What just came out was a very small tip of a tremendous iceberg...
If the hidden part of that iceberg were revealed here, I'd bite my tongue and die.
No... if I died right here, I'd just collapse and die expelling gas...
A more vulgar and miserable end than any other death.
Knowing that escaping this space was the priority, I tried to head quickly for the back door.
But with every step I took, my head swam.
Walking while holding my skirt tight so it wouldn't fall off, a very small sound slipped out.
Poot.
"Pfft."
I could deduce precisely which son of a bitch had snickered.
That familiar laugh...
That familiar decibel...
Park Ji-hoon...
"Ah, stinks like hot trash..."
"Shh, kids, it's exam time~ Be quiet, or I'll tag you for cheating!?"
At Park Ji-hoon's words, I heard kids' noises like they were stifling their laughter by force, and I nodded quietly.
'Alright, Ji-hoon... once this last exam is over and before homeroom rolls around, I'll wreck you...'
Having let a little out, I could at least move somewhat more comfortably.
I desperately made it outside, and unable to hold back any longer, I closed the door and relaxed.
Poo-ang! Buwaaaaaaang.... Pooo-ong...
Is this heaven... The yellow-tinged sky... was changing to blue.
Just as I was enjoying this peace for a moment... I heard laughter.
"Ahah, sounds like someone's revving a motorcycle out in the hallway~"
As the kids' laughter rang out, the proctoring teacher said,
"Quie... khrm-khm... it's exam time..."
A teacher's voice that anyone could tell was holding back laughter...
I turned my head and saw the classroom's front door was open.
But... the same went for the class next door...
They probably heard it even more intensely in the next classroom, which was actually closer to where I was standing...
The class next door was practically on the verge of dying laughing.
Okay... let's just die.
Let's just take a light jump off the rooftop.
I recovered my reason and nodded.
No, I can't just die like this...
Let's kill Park Ji-hoon first and then go...
I figured that since I'd already been found out, going to the restroom was meaningless, so I yanked the door open roughly and headed quietly back to my seat.
A silent classroom...
"Wow... even durian would taste like peach if you ate it right now."
I sat down, glaring in Ji-hoon's direction...
And the sound of people holding back laughter came from all around.
'Yeah... I'll wreck every single one of them except Da-yeon.'
As I sat still and demure for a moment, Da-yeon turned back to look at me with worried eyes.
I'm truly sorry to Da-yeon, but...
Right now, I'd just rather no one looked at me at all.
For the rest of the exam period, I sat rigid and still.
Before I knew it, with five minutes left until the test ended, I began slowly tying my sneakers properly.
And without anyone noticing, I quietly layered my training pants on underneath my skirt.
The way Ji-hoon kept glancing back at me made it clear he knew I was about to charge at him soon.
Yeah, Ji-hoon... you caught on too, huh...?
Park Ji-hoon, as if he no longer cared what happened to his exam, quietly tied his shoelaces up front.
At the same time, I tied my hair up.
And moments later, the proctoring teacher collected the tests...
The time of apocalypse arrived.
Ding-dong-dang-dong...
Kwaaang!
Having violently shoved his desk aside, Park Ji-hoon began fucking bolting for the door...
And I burst out at a speed that overwhelmed everyone else.
"".....""
The instant the two of us were gone, the classroom fell silent.
I woke up early in the morning, checked the time, and made breakfast.
My daughter, who devoured whatever I made as if it were delicious...
My mind, which had once been a mess because of Si-yoon, had long since gotten better.
I checked the Neotube history using Si-yoon's ID, which was linked to the computer.
It showed what kind of foods Si-yoon had been watching lately.
Having confirmed she'd watched a lot of shrimp dishes recently, I'd done the grocery shopping yesterday.
It's ridiculous to be looking at my grown daughter's search history, but.
Si-yoon uses my ID, too.
I was humming, about to cook, when a musical idea suddenly came to me.
"A flash of inspiration came to mind~"
Normally I'd have dashed off to the studio, but wasn't I doing the most important thing right now?
I had to flip the shrimp Si-yoon would be eating, fast.
Though, so I wouldn't forget the idea that just came to me, I thought it over about three more times.
After finishing the cooking, I dashed to the studio, quickly and simply laid down only the basic melody, and came back out.
Checking the time, I needed to wake her now if Si-yoon was going to wash up at a relaxed pace.
I opened the door to Si-yoon's room and teased her by touching her soft cheeks while she slept.
As if telling me not to mess with Si-yoon, Alpha placed his own paw on top of my hand, blocking the way.
"Hey~ She's my daughter, you know?"
"Haaak."
"Oh-ho? You seem to have forgotten who feeds you? Move."
When I pushed Alpha's face aside, Alpha bit my hand very, very gently.
"Ah."
When I pretended to be hurt as a joke, Beta, thinking it was serious, smacked Alpha.
"Hey, don't fight~"
When I teased her again by touching Si-yoon's face, Si-yoon blinked her big eyes open.
"Dad..."
"Did you sleep well?"
"Mm... wanna sleep more."
"You've got school."
"...Mm..."
If I woke her once and left, leaving Alpha and Beta behind, she'd get up on her own—on the premise she hadn't been sneaking computer time at dawn.
Si-yoon came out naturally cradling the heavy Beta in her arms...
Si-yoon is definitely unhappy that she's smaller than the other kids.
But thanks to the exceptional proportions she inherited from Si-yoon's mom, Mari, she doesn't look small.
So Si-yoon in her baggy pajamas is utterly adorable.
Rubbing her eyes, Si-yoon flopped onto the sofa out of habit.
"Si-yoon, eat your breakfast."
"Yeah..."
Even though she'd get right back up like that, she always had to lie down on the sofa once, every time.
"It's your exam today, feeling confident?"
"What do you think?"
She answered so curtly, but the hereditary traits that were exactly like Si-yoon's mom just made me laugh.
Mari had always thought of me first, even when she answered like that.
"Is it good?"
"Yeah, it's edible~"
Did Si-yoon realize the expression she was making as she said that?
Watching her eat with her gaze fixed on the food as if she might drool, my whole day already felt satisfying.
"I'm glad it suits your taste."
"Sure-sure~ I'm quite satisfied myself, seeing how you improve day by day."
"Ahaha."
After Si-yoon finished eating, she laid out a yoga mat on the floor for a bit.
Exercising right after eating isn't great, but Si-yoon just did enough to wake herself up, then went to shower.
I packaged the leftovers, wrote the date on them, put them in the fridge, and started the dishes when Si-yoon came out.
"Dad, I didn't bring my underwear. Bring it to me."
Normally Si-yoon doesn't make even minor mistakes, but she often forgets things right after waking up.
"What color?"
"Ivory on top, black on the bottom."
I opened Si-yoon's underwear drawer and got the black underwear that went with the ivory set.
Si-yoon took after her mom and really liked black.
Maybe she was embarrassed about black underwear being visible through the white school uniform, so she mainly wore an ivory color similar to her blouse on top.
And on the bottom, she wore her favorite black.
Seeing Si-yoon wear mismatched top and bottom brought Mari to mind, saying it wasn't like she had anyone to show, so comfortable was best.
I handed Si-yoon her underwear and undershirt, then took out her uniform and hung it up.
While watching Si-yoon diligently dry her grown-out hair, I spoke.
"Want Dad to help?"
"Yeah, dry my hair a bit for me."
Most kids probably would've refused, but Si-yoon wasn't that kind of ordinary child.
I dried Si-yoon's hair while she put on her stockings.
Si-yoon, dressing hurriedly, finished by putting on her uniform and picking up her bag.
"I'm heading out!"
"Yeah, watch out for cars~"
"Got it, and since you're bored alone, go have a date or something. They have to be at least seven years older than me, okay?"
"Hey!"
Si-yoon dashed out and peeked her face back in.
"I know two years older than me is still an adult, but you know that's too much, right?"
When I made to chase after her with a threatening hand, Si-yoon vanished instantly.
I'd thought she meant to just quietly go to school today, but today again, sure enough, Si-yoon was up to her mischief.
When Si-yoon goes outside, the house is lonelier than you'd think.
Alpha and Beta hate cleaning.
I cleaned Mari's room quickly first, then started slowly cleaning the downstairs.
While cleaning, I got the urge to tinker with the melody I'd made earlier, so I put down the vacuum and began working on the recording.
After working and finishing the cleaning, I took Alpha and Beta to my room and we took a nap together.
When I checked my ringing phone, it was Jeong-min.
I finished the call with Jeong-min in the US about the project we're currently working on.
When I checked the time, it was twelve.
Normally I'd have gone to JSM headquarters, but thinking that Si-yoon, who'd be taking her exams, would be home soon, I sat on the sofa playing with Alpha and Beta when a package arrived.
I opened the door to get the package and saw it was written in Japanese.
Figuring Si-yoon had bought something again, I was turning it over in my hands when I got curious and opened it.
"....."
Nipple patches...
The kind of thing you'd only see on Neotube or in lewd videos... In that instant, looking at it, my anger started to rise.
Still, curious as to what she'd been thinking buying this, I searched it.
Reviews saying it was more comfortable than expected, and stories about it not chafing against clothes.
...When I looked up the product, it was more famous than I thought.
The description said that compared to other products using adhesives harmful to skin, this one used an adhesive that's used in medicine.
"...Almost got angry at nothing..."
I continued searching, thinking maybe Si-yoon bought it to wear instead of underwear because it was uncomfortable when she slept.
If that were the case, she'd have bought it out of consideration for me, her dad, so I carefully placed it on the desk in Si-yoon's room.
No matter how long I waited, Si-yoon didn't come, and I wanted to call, but...
What if she's in the middle of an exam? That'd be a huge disaster.
Without much thought, I sat Alpha on my lap and waited for Si-yoon while watching a sports match.
The moment I stepped inside, Dad greeted me, holding Alpha up.
"I'm home~"
"Daaal~ You're home!? Right, a package came for you."
Shit... I bought it because it looked super lewd, specifically to mess with Dad, but he'd already seen it.
"...You saw it?"
"Yeah, but why are you reacting like that?"
"Huh? What reaction...?"
"You... bought it to prank me, didn't you..."
"N... No, it's just, people say it's so comfortable..."
Reading Dad's face, I hurriedly slammed the door shut and ran.
Dammit... I was gonna show it to Da-yeon too, not just Dad...
For the first time in a long while, I was on my knees facing the wall with my hands up.
I slowly shifted on my knees to glance at Dad.
Dad was cutting it up with scissors to throw it away.
"Dad! Don't throw that away!"
"Dad was too naive. I think I've actually gone crazy..."
"Let's just try wearing it once... I bought it, so I'm curious. Deal?"
"Absolutely not."
Dad held the scissors and gathered the patches together to cut them.
"I'll really wear it for just twenty minutes and then throw it away. I'm just curious because they say it's super comfortable."
"....."
Dad handed me just two of them and said,
"If you're still wearing them after twenty minutes, I'm confiscating your wallet."
".....Alright."
"I've memorized the count, so don't get any ideas."
"...Wow... Thorough, huh~"
Dad stared daggers at me, then went back to trying to cut them.
"Alright! Alright!! Twenty minutes, deal."
Dad went straight into his room and said,
"You even think about showing Dad what you look like wearing those..."
"Oh my? Were you hoping to see it... Okay fine, I got it."
Under the weight of Dad's disgust-filled glare, I nodded vigorously.
Regarding how I looked reflected in the mirror wearing the nipple patches... I will refrain from describing it.
Because even I nearly had a nosebleed myself.
To explain this... I'd have to rate it 19+.
The technology of the modern age, truly...
The batshit insane bastard who invented this was clearly an expert in all things erotic.
When I put clothes on over them, I could see why people said it was comfortable.
A kind of free feeling, as if I were undressed.
But that odd, disjointed, jostling sensation, the kind that instinctively makes a person act modest, made me peel them off and throw them away at once.
Da-yeon came to mind, but... hmm... I deliberately emptied my head.
After putting on underwear and cutting up and throwing away everything as Dad had wanted, I knocked on his door.
"Come out."
"I know you're wearing them, take them off right now."
"What do you take me for? I threw them away already."
"Don't bullshit me."
"I threw them away! Come out! I'm hungry!"
Only then did Dad come outside, checked me once, and then inspected the trash can.
"Wow... Unbelievable."
"Gotta be sure."
I said to Dad, who went so far as to verify the count:
"One of those probably still has your daughter's warmth linger..."
I very nearly got genuinely beaten by Dad, so I escaped to my room immediately.
The bigger I get, the more violently Dad reacts every time I pull a prank like this.
Honestly, with real impact behind it, it's more fun than you'd think.
No, it's extremely fun.