Chapter 121
Chapter 121
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Two-Timing
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I rushed out and grabbed both of their arms. Even so, the hands wouldn't come off their hair.
I looked back and forth between them, raising my voice accusingly.
"What the hell are you two doing? Why are you suddenly fighting like this?"
"No, Hye-yoon started acting all high and mighty out of nowhere!"
"Hmph. Where's the high and mighty? Results are what matter. Who cares how it starts?"
"See?!"
"Did I say anything wrong?"
"Enough! Let go of each other first and talk. It's supposed to be a fun end-of-semester night. Does it have to be like this?"
I barely got them to release their grips, but their expressions were still fierce.
After glaring at each other for a moment, Shin Ayoung and Yoon Hye-yoon whipped their heads away.
I broke out in a cold sweat and had them sit on the floor first.
Then I brought cups, filled them with drinks, and slowly started soothing them.
"Ayoung, Hye-yoon. What was the fight about? The mood was great just a minute ago."
"Oppa. Did it really look like the mood was great?"
Shin Ayoung shot back immediately.
Her eyes were filled with disbelief.
"We were having fun playing games and drinking together."
"Haa... Oppa. I've never liked her from the start. I was hoping to have you all to myself today, but she had to butt in."
"I was waiting first, wasn't I? She was the one who squeezed in midway."
"Stop, stop!"
Seeing the two of them—who'd never even raised their voices at me before—fighting like this made my insides burn.
I watched them silently for a bit. Once they seemed somewhat calmed, I slowly spoke up.
"What happened while I was in the bathroom?"
"Unnie started picking fights, saying it was time for the intruder to go home."
"Did I say anything wrong? Or should I just take Oppa to my room?"
"Is Woojin Oppa yours? Why are you deciding on your own?"
"Then why are you getting mad if he's not yours either? First come, first served."
"Fine, stay here by yourself then, Unnie. I'll go to my room with Oppa."
As World War III seemed about to erupt again, I grabbed both their hands.
But they made eye contact and shook off my hands at the same time.
The room's atmosphere turned icy.
It was so frigid, even breathing felt hard.
As I hesitated, trying to time my words, Shin Ayoung and Yoon Hye-yoon suddenly looked at me.
"This is all Oppa's fault!"
"Exactly!"
"You always dodge confessions and hem and haw, so this vixen latches on."
"What did you say?... But yeah, she's right. If Oppa had been clear from the start, this wouldn't have happened."
Suddenly, they teamed up to corner me.
With blazing eyes, they closed in on me.
They each grabbed one of my arms, pressing them to their chests, and started urging me.
"We can't wait anymore. Give us your answer to the confessions now. Or we'll never let you go."
"Same here. Me? Or Hye-yoon?"
"Oppa. Say it right now."
Both kept pressing their bodies against me nonstop, demanding an answer.
I felt like the moment had truly come. I'd avoided it out of fear of the consequences, but no longer...
"Sorry... both of you."
My words made them freeze in place.
With expressions full of confusion and anxiety.
"What does that mean?"
"Don't tell me... there's someone else... right?"
"You don't like either of us...?"
"No, that's not it! I've thought about it a ton these past days, and I'm sorry for dragging out the answer... but I can't choose just one."
"....What?"
"I've ended up liking you both equally... I can't bear to see one of you sad if I pick the other. Sorry."
I forced the words out.
This wasn't some novel or fantasy world—how could I openly admit to two-timing?
They'd pushed and pushed, and now I'd finally revealed my true feelings.
Whatever came next—fists, slaps—I'd take it.
Accepting their confessions, fooling around with their bodies, then saying I couldn't choose... even I saw myself as trash.
They watched me silently, then snickered and started talking to each other.
"Hye-yoon. See? Exactly like I predicted."
"Yeah. Word for word, even."
"I figured it'd be like this, but he actually said it."
Suddenly, they were chatting peacefully, as if they'd made up.
The scary intensity from before was completely gone.
Confused about the situation, I cautiously lifted my head.
They were high-fiving and laughing.
Noticing my gaze, Shin Ayoung looked at me.
"What? Surprised we're suddenly getting along?"
"Isn't Unnie amazed? Oppa's so clueless at times like this."
"I'm realizing it big time. Though he's always been half-assed in weird ways."
Hearing them talk behind my back openly felt weird.
More than that, what was going on?
"At least he won't dump us."
"Hmph... When he came running because he likes a girl like me, I knew he'd pull something like this when I asked him to wait."
"Oppa, look at me for a sec."
Yoon Hye-yoon pulled me toward her and called out.
She buried my face in her chest, then slowly began her story.
*
Unnie checked the bathroom once, then started explaining the plan.
"Let's force him to give an answer."
"How? Is that even possible with Oppa's indecisive personality?"
"What if we pretend to fight over him?"
"Huh?"
Why fight all of a sudden?
She'd never fought with anyone her whole life...
"If we yell about who liked Oppa first, he'll definitely come to stop us, right?"
"Yeah? He'd have to be inhuman not to."
"Then, while fighting more, we dump the blame on him for being ambiguous and making it come to this."
"Oh... That's good."
"We keep the momentum and make him give his answer right there."
Unnie smiled mischievously, imagining what was to come.
Honestly, pretending to fight wasn't her style, but if it got her the answer to the confession...
It'd be a win.
"But... dragging it out this long—doesn't it feel like he's hiding something huge? Neither Unnie nor I are second-rate catches."
"Second-rate? I'm confident I'd be number one anywhere."
"...Then what's the issue?"
"Just my hunch... He probably can't choose between us."
"For real? You really think so?"
"Yeah, something like: 'I've ended up liking Ayoung and Hye-yoon equally. I can't pick one. Sorry!'"
"Haha... No way."
Her confident tone made it seem like she knew something, but she didn't pry.
And hearing it laid out like that, it actually sounded plausible.
What guy in the world would turn down Ayoung Unnie's confession anyway?
"What if... he picks just one of us?"
"No chance. If he was gonna pick, he'd have done it already."
"So... you're saying two-timing's okay?"
"I'm fine with it. Maybe you could handle it too, Hye-yoon?"
"Huh...?"
She mumbled something about an onahole after that, but not getting it, she let it slide.
Two-timing, though.
Of course, she wanted Oppa all to herself deep down, but beating Unnie? That was iffy.
Like a game where she was slightly behind, 6:4.
If he chose her, perfect. If not... she didn't even want to think about it.
But even two-timing—as long as he was around, she could make him look only at her.
She'd bide her time.
"I... think I could handle it if it's with Unnie."
"Good. I was scared you'd hate me."
"No way. You seem like such a good person at first glance."
That's when the faucet sound stopped.
As Oppa was about to come out, Unnie stood up.
"Alright, let's start. Grab each other's hair first, and I'll yell. Got it?"
"Got it."
*
So that's what happened.
As I sorted through my thoughts, Shin Ayoung added,
"So, basically, we're okay with you loving both of us."
"No more dodging, right?"
"Yeah... sorry."
"That's not what we want to hear."
Shin Ayoung and Yoon Hye-yoon gripped my hands tightly.
They stroked them gently, gazing at me expectantly.
"I... like you. Ayoung, Hye-yoon."
"I like you too, Oppa."
"Thank you. I like you too."
The air was now 180 degrees different—warm and overflowing with happiness.
They smiled brightly and came into my arms.
I wrapped my arms around them and slowly moved to the bed.
As I shifted my body fully to the center, Shin Ayoung kissed me first.
More intensely and deeply than ever, our tongues intertwined, exchanging saliva.
"Smack... chu... mmph... chu..♡"
Meanwhile, Yoon Hye-yoon sucked my left nipple while circling the right one with her fingers.
She hadn't even touched my dick yet, but it felt ready to burst.
With both of them teasing me, precum flowed wildly, and my whole body grew hypersensitive.
"Haa... Unnie, switch now."
"Pwah... Okay."
"Oppa... mmph... mmm... smack.."
Hye-yoon's tongue dove in without a moment to breathe.
Shin Ayoung's scent lingered, but she didn't care, sucking every corner of my mouth.
As I savored her taste and focused on the kiss, a soft hand touched my dick.
Yoon Hye-yoon's hands were on my shoulders, so it had to be Shin Ayoung.
That hand wrapped around my shaft and started stroking up and down.
At the same time, something wet licked my balls.
Goosebumps rose, and drool overflowing from my mouth dripped down my chin. That's when Yoon Hye-yoon's lips pulled away.
But her tongue stayed, trailing down my neck to my lower abdomen in a straight line of saliva.
Arriving right above my dick, she planted a kiss on the tip of the glans.
"Smack.. chu.. mm..♡"
She'd only given me blowjobs so far. Getting this devoted treatment from Hye-yoon made it hard to hold back.
I sat up and pointed at my dick.
"Who wants to go first?"
At my words, they exchanged glances and lay side by side on the bed.
Butts raised high, backs arched deep in doggy position.
"Put it wherever Oppa wants first.."
"Do whatever Oppa wants..♡"
Two holes—no, four holes—spread before me.
Less "wet" and more "flooded."
I gripped my dick and slowly moved it into position.
Once at Shin Ayoung's pussy. Once at Yoon Hye-yoon's.
I coated it with their juices in turn, then grabbed Shin Ayoung's ass.
Her body trembled happily.
"Mmph... Hurry.."
It wasn't favoritism, but she'd confessed first, and I'd been harsh to her before.
As apology, I'd thrust into her first.
"Hye-yoon, hand for you for now. I'll put it in later, so hang on."
"Yes... It's fine."
The moment I heard her reply, I shoved straight into Shin Ayoung's pussy.