Chapter 132
Chapter 132
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: The Room You Can't Leave Without Undressing
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"What... what do we do now?"
A dazed voice slipped out of me before I knew it. But Shin Ayoung shot back at me instead, as if my question was the weird one.
"Huh? Escape the room, obviously. Did you already forget where we are?"
"I know that. It's just the theme..."
"...Oppa. So that's what you were hoping for?"
She caught my drift and pressed right up against me.
Her breasts brushed teasingly against my arm as she spoke.
"Of course the theme's like that—it's an escape room cafe, after all. Sorry to disappoint, but it's not that kind of thing you had in mind."
"Ah, yeah. Got it."
I'd apparently misunderstood. Cooling my head, I started noticing the odd details.
A motel wouldn't just be plopped right in the middle of a busy street.
Embarrassed, I scratched my head awkwardly.
"But why's the room named like that? What was it again... 'You Can't Leave If You Don't Fuck'?"
"Noise marketing, duh. It's the kind of name that makes anyone curious enough to check it out once."
"Fair enough."
"Anyway, let's think about the theme and escape together. No reason we can't get out."
Shin Ayoung brimmed with confidence. Where did that come from?
I shot her a wordless question with my eyes.
She curled her left hand into a ring, then thrust her right index finger right through it.
"Do this, and the door opens. No way we're getting stuck."
She blew a hot puff of air in my ear, then strode forward.
What a vixen.
"I'll check this side first, so you look over there, Oppa."
"Got it. Shout if you find anything."
"Sure thing~"
I eyed the steel door by the entrance.
A hole smack in the center of that firmly shut door—it had to be for a key.
I decided to start with the drawer beside it. Perfect spot to hide anything suspicious.
Scrrch. Scrrch. Scrrch.
I opened all three compartments, but nothing.
Next, the picture frames and bookshelf—same story.
I turned to check the other side. Just then, she called out.
"Oppa, come here."
"Find something?"
"Yeah."
I hurried over.
But I froze at the sight of what she held.
"...Why the hell is that here?"
"Beats me? It was just stashed away, so I pulled it out."
A dildo a bit larger than average. Scratches all over it, like it was old.
"Doesn't seem like they'd just leave this lying around... What gives?"
"Hmm... Thinking about the room's theme, maybe it's for that?"
She pointed to a pair of mannequins by the door. Full-body models, head to toe.
No clothes on, so all the embarrassing bits were on display.
"What about them?"
"It said you can't leave without sex, right? Connect it to this dildo..."
Shin Ayoung sidled up to the female mannequin and squatted down in front of it.
Her next move was totally out of left field.
She rubbed the dildo against the mannequin's lower hole and shoved it in.
"Hey, that's not—"
Click.
Once it was all the way in, a click sounded, and the mannequin's mouth popped open.
The real kicker? Something shiny inside.
"Told you. But I didn't expect it to be that fun."
"That's the first room's puzzle? They made us escape like this?"
"What's wrong with it? It's just intriguing. Come on, next room."
She slotted the key in, and the door really opened. I followed, thinking the guy who designed this was a total psycho.
The second room was littered with what looked like pressure plates.
We huddled up before moving.
"Gotta be something about stepping on them, right?"
"Buttons everywhere... Maybe a hint somewhere?"
"Something on that door over there. Let's check."
Same setup as before—an A4 sheet taped under the keyhole.
[Atlas and the Cat]
What nonsense is this?
"Oppa, Atlas... isn't he the god punished to hold up the sky?"
"That's what I thought too. But it's too vague for a hint."
"Let's look around first. Something's gotta turn up."
"Yeah."
We split up, combing the room bit by bit.
While chatting and searching, my shoulders ached, so I stretched my neck every which way.
That's when I spotted it.
A painting in the corner.
"Ayoung, check that out."
"Huh? Oh... the ceiling's painted like the sky?"
Sure enough. A blazing sun, blue sky, fluffy white clouds.
"Answer's gotta be up there."
"One hundred percent."
Up close, a button hidden in the sun.
I pressed it and glanced at the floor—a picture of a man holding something up on one of the plates.
Arms raised high in a victory pose, feet planted.
"That's Atlas, I bet."
"Then we just need the cat... Ah!"
Shin Ayoung, scanning around me, let out a gasp.
"Find it?"
"Yeah. Cat drawings on these plates. Four of them—probably need to press all."
To hit the buttons at once, she shifted into position slowly.
The pose she struck? Cat stance, full-on.
Arms stretched forward, upper body lowered, her ass brushing right up against my crotch.
Had to be deliberate, fitting the room's vibe.
It worked—a key dropped from the ceiling with a plink.
As I reached down to grab it, my dick poked her ass.
Thin skirt meant I felt that firm skin directly.
Her deep ass crack even swallowed the fabric, outlining everything.
Blood rushed south. It hurt like hell, so I unzipped.
Laid my dick right on her ass, and Shin Ayoung spoke up, voice a tad tense.
"Mm... Oppa, you're getting bigger?"
"Can't help it—your ass is too hot."
I slotted it into her cleft and rocked my hips slow.
She pushed back, lifting her ass higher against my dick.
"Oppa, you've wanted this since we got here, haven't you?"
"Your outfit today is killer."
"Hehe... Worth the effort I put in. Bought this new, just for today."
Her ass wiggled happily.
I gripped the shaft and slid lower. Between her thighs, soft fabric enveloped me.
I poked at her pussy through it, and she pulled away.
"Sorry, but... not right now."
"Why?"
"If we do it now, my clothes and makeup will get all messed up. I wanna stay pretty for you today."
"Ah... okay. Got it."
She wanted to look good for me—who was I to force it?
Plus, first date spot and jumping straight to it felt off, even to me.
I calmed my dick and picked up the key.
"On to the next room?"
"Thanks for understanding."
We solved two more riddles, reaching the final room.
Different vibe from the previous doors—instinct screamed endgame.
"Last one?"
"Yeah. Twenty minutes left—take it slow."
Scanning the room, nothing much. Just a massive throne-like chair.
We locked eyes and headed there.
"Super fancy."
"Dragons carved on it."
"Huh... Wanna sit?"
I settled in—warm, plush cushion. Thought it was iron or something.
Fatigue melted away a bit.
"Ayoung, sit here too. Legs hurting?"
"A little. Okay."
The chair was huge—even with me, plenty of thigh space inside.
She slipped in beside me and leaned back against my chest.
"New shampoo?"
"Took you long enough? Thought you'd never notice."
"Figured it was perfume at first. This close, I can tell."
"Put some waves in the ends too. What do you think?"
Up close, her straight hair had gentle curls now.
"Pretty. Suits you."
"Thanks."
As we chatted, something caught my eye on the opposite wall.
"4 and 100?"
"Huh?"
"Look over there. Two numbers written. Hint maybe?"
"Hmm... Hadn't noticed. What could it mean?"
Shin Ayoung twisted around to ask. But her eyes weren't on me—they fixed on something behind.
"Oppa, numbers here too."
"Huh?"
An LED that wasn't there before lit up above our heads.
[126]
It sparked an idea.
"Ayoung, what's your weight?"
"Forties."
"Not fifties?"
"Forty. Point. Eight."
0.2kg difference and she's that emphatic.
"Round up to 50. I'm 72."
"So this is our combined weight?"
"Seems like. And check that scale up front?"
"Huh? Oh... yeah, there it is."
"Maybe put 4kg on the scale, 100kg on this chair?"
"Ah! Makes sense. I'll press it and check."
She hopped up and went to the scale. Pressed the tray—LED lit, showed a number.
"You're right, Oppa."
"100kg is us two. But 4kg...?"
"My handbag first."
[1]
"No good."
"You too—phone, wallet, everything."
[1.7]
Emptied my pockets, still short.
"Shoes next."
"No choice."
[2.7]
Hers and mine—barely another kg.
"...Nothing else?"
"Everything's in my bag. That's it."
"Same here, minus phone and wallet..."
Sitting by the scale, stumped, Shin Ayoung suggested slyly.
"What if you take off your clothes, Oppa? That'd add up."
"Summer stuff's light... but okay."
Off came my short-sleeve shirt.
[2.9]
"Pants too."
"...Fine."
[3.4]
Chinos with a belt helped, but still. Panties and socks covered me—I drew the line there.
In my undies, I looked at Shin Ayoung.
She felt the silent pressure and rose slowly.
"Okay. I'll strip too."
Her blouse slipped off, revealing flawless white skin. Eyes locked on those huge tits and her perfect innie navel.
She folded it neatly, placed it on the scale.
[3.6]
"Bra too."
"Sure~"
[3.7]
It rose, but barely.
One thing left. That long skirt should do it.
"Oppa, that look in your eyes is lewd."
"Only one left."
"...I'll do it, so stop staring."
"We've seen each other naked a million times."
"That's different from this."
Bickering playfully, she added the skirt.
[4.1]
Hit the mark. We shifted back to the chair.
I sat first. She straddled, facing me.
A key appeared between chair and scale. "CLEAR" blazed above the door.
"Cleared it."
"Yeah. Took almost the full hour."
Escape complete, but we didn't budge.
Her near-naked body had me rock-hard, tenting through my undies and nudging her navel.
Every throb made her twitch.
After a moment, Shin Ayoung gripped my dick with both hands.
"Can't hold back anymore, Oppa?"
"How could I, looking at this?"
"But... only ten minutes left?"
"Plenty."
"One round's never enough for you."
"Just make me feel that good, Ayoung."
"Ugh... my face'll get ruined."
Even so, she tugged her panties aside, exposing her pussy.
"In the end... it really became 'the room you can't leave without fucking'."