Chapter 136
Chapter 136
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: I Want to Masturbate Facing Each Other
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Two days later. No message from Han Hee-jin. Probably trying to protect her pride.
Still, she seemed to have listened after I turned off voyeur mode—uploading just fifteen minutes later.
A single photo capturing an enormous flood of fluids like she'd spilled a glass of water, along with her swollen pussy.
Seeing that, I wasn't worried at all.
Once she'd tasted the pleasure of the oil, it was only a matter of time before she reached out.
I finished up today's tasks and got ready to head to the gym.
I'd been going steadily, but now that my body was somewhat shaped up, I'd cut back to three times a week.
Starting the convenience store job had played a part in that too.
'Come to think of it, it's been a while since I last saw Hye-yoon. Haven't spotted her around much lately.'
Yoon Hye-yoon and I would bump into each other one or two times a week if our schedules lined up, and we'd work out together happily.
But lately, it felt like we'd grown a bit distant.
I hadn't run into her since the end of last semester, and she'd been ignoring all my messages.
I didn't know what was up, but it felt like we needed to talk.
Gym interior.
After finishing my warmup and pumping my upper body, I spotted a welcome face in the distance.
Yoon Hye-yoon, who had apparently just arrived—no sweat on her at all.
She was wearing a sports bra with way more coverage than what I'd seen her in before.
Sure enough, she stretched and hopped on a treadmill.
I stopped what I was doing and walked over to her side.
"Hi. Long time no see."
"Ah, oppa. Hi."
"Feels like I haven't seen you around lately. Everything okay?"
"Yeah... I didn't mention it, but I went back home to rest for a bit. About a week."
"Then why'd you ignore all my messages?"
"I'm really sorry. My phone broke, and it took forever to get fixed. Weekends kept getting in the way."
"So when exactly did you get back? Yesterday?"
"No. Just now."
"And you came straight to the gym?"
"Yeah. I couldn't just sit still after skipping workouts for a whole week."
That was a relief. She hadn't been ignoring me on purpose.
I sighed inwardly in relief and turned on the treadmill next to hers. We kept chatting as we ran side by side.
"What'd you do at home?"
"Nothing much. Um... shopping, meeting up with local friends... sleeping. That's about it."
"That outfit looks new."
"You noticed? I bought something more covering because people were staring."
"So now I'm the only one who gets to see Hye-yoon's bare skin?"
"Ah... keep it down."
She blushed slightly and quickly glanced around.
Of course, I'd only said it because no one was nearby.
"Phew... still, it's nice seeing you after so long."
"Same here."
"Well, you looked plenty happy even without me around?"
"No way."
"Hmm..."
Yoon Hye-yoon suddenly made a sulky face.
She stopped the treadmill and stepped down.
I got off too and stood beside her. She rummaged in her pocket and pulled out her phone.
She fiddled with it for a moment before holding the screen out to me.
"Even this?"
"Uh..."
Why did Yoon Hye-yoon have this? And more importantly, when was it taken?
Me, sleeping soundly. Shin Ayoung, flashing a V-sign.
A single photo that said a thousand words.
Even with the blanket pulled all the way up, those bare shoulders made the situation plenty obvious.
And the dim lighting gave away the location.
"Ayoung unnie sent it. Said you looked cute, oppa. Heard you two went on a date?"
"Yeah. Last weekend."
"While I was back home... hmm."
From the way she said it, it wasn't some random send—they must keep in touch regularly.
I glanced at her expression, and she took her phone back.
"I'm not mad or anything. Just jealous... so you'll go on a date with me next time, right?"
"Got it. Promise."
We did a pinky swear, and Yoon Hye-yoon beamed, her lips trembling with joy.
Seeing her that happy was unbearably cute.
"Then let's work out together today. It's been forever."
"Sure. I was doing upper body—what about you?"
"I'll join you on the side. Let's go."
And so we spent about an hour working out, touching each other's bodies along the way.
Of course, we drew plenty of envious stares too.
"Oppa. Gonna shower here before heading out?"
"Wanna shower together at my place?"
"Ugh... I told you to keep it quiet. I'm super sweaty, so I'm doing it now."
"Alright, me too then. Catch you later."
"Yup."
After my shower, I came out to the lobby. No one around.
Water was still running from the women's showers, so she must not be done yet.
While waiting and fiddling with my phone, I got a notification from the app.
A typical ad, but the content was anything but ordinary.
20% payback. And it included everything spent so far.
'I've spent 2.2 million total so far?'
I dove into my order history and scrolled through the list.
Wireless-Connected Onahole: 500,000 won. Oil: 200,000 won. Stamina supplements and nutrients combined: 700,000 won, twice.
Plus the most recent dildo: 100,000 won.
Yup, adds up.
2.2 million over four months.
Pretty big spending for a college student.
Of course, considering the lifestyle I'd been living, it was actually a bargain.
Now I had mileage too.
With time to kill, I opened the shop.
The top listings were similar to last time, but a few new ones caught my eye.
The standout was the VR device.
Red text screaming "Highly Recommended" drew my hand right to it.
[VR Device]
Do you dream of virtual reality? Not just visuals—feel touch, sound, even smell.
As real as it gets. Or maybe... it is real?
What about taste? Incomplete?
That depends on how you use it, doesn't it? Let your imagination run wild!
Price: 500,000 won. (Mileage usable.)
Same price as the Wireless-Connected Onahole.
Though that one had been a discounted special at 500k.
'A VR device, huh... looks fun.'
I'd been wanting something like this. With the mileage, it was tempting.
What kind of world would a VR from this company show?
"Oppa. I'm out. Did I keep you waiting long?"
"Huh? Oh, no."
I was just about to hit purchase when Yoon Hye-yoon popped up beside me.
I decided to check it out later, closed my phone, and stood.
"What were you looking at?"
"Just shopping around. Seeing if there's anything worth buying."
"Something to buy? Oh, right—that reminds me. My birthday's in two weeks."
"Birthday? For real?"
"Yeah. You can look forward to that day, right?"
"Exactly two weeks from now—Tuesday, yeah?"
"Yes!"
A birthday. Come to think of it, I didn't even know Shin Ayoung's.
She'd never told me mine either.
"Got it. I'll make it as grand as possible. Surprise style."
"You'll pretend you don't know? But when's your birthday, oppa?"
"Mine's far off. Mid-November, the 16th exactly."
"November 16th..."
She mumbled the date, then pulled out her phone to jot it down in her notes.
"I absolutely won't forget."
We stepped out of the building. A subtle mood hung in the air as our hands brushed with every step.
More ticklish than just holding hands.
Ding. Floor 5.
I got out of the elevator first, and Yoon Hye-yoon followed.
It felt like she might come straight into my room, but she walked past me to her own door.
"See you later."
"Yeah. Text me when you wanna hit the gym. We'll go together."
"Okay."
She waved as she headed inside. Feeling a twinge of regret, I punched in my passcode.
'Might as well check out that VR device again.'
I'd only skimmed the description earlier, worried someone might see. Now I read it properly.
A helmet that looked straight out of a cyborg flick—one that covered the entire face except the mouth.
And two gloves to wear on each hand. One set.
-Relive your real experiences once more.
-Put it on, and you become the protagonist!
A bit confusing phrasing. But I'd seen weirder, so I shrugged it off.
I hit purchase, tossing in a bunch of other stuff I'd been eyeing too.
Gifts for Shin Ayoung, Yoon Hye-yoon, Han Hee-jin, and Han Chae-ah.
With the payback event, I closed my eyes and splurged.
[Ship to last address: XX Apartment 702?]
Sending this to the store manager's place would be a disaster. No.
I double-checked my own address and finalized the payment.
The usual text arrived right away: shipped immediately.
I lay on the bed with a grin full of anticipation—then the doorbell rang.
No way it arrived in ten seconds flat. Only one possibility came to mind.
"Hye-yoon?"
"Ah! Yeah, oppa. It's me."
I opened the door the second I heard her voice. There stood Yoon Hye-yoon in the same outfit from earlier.
White crossbody bag and all.
"Come on in."
"Yeees..."
Her attitude had flipped completely in the short time since we'd parted.
I didn't pry, though, and took charge of the mood casually.
"What's up so suddenly?"
"Ah... um."
She fidgeted before handing me the bag.
I could hear plastic things rattling around inside as I took it.
"Can I open it?"
She nodded vigorously.
What could be making her act like this?
I yanked the zipper open wide. Inside were a bunch of familiar toys.
Large dildo, small dildo, low-frequency massager, rotor.
And even a new electric massager I'd never seen.
I couldn't tear my eyes away from the contents when her tense voice piped up from in front of me.
"I didn't masturbate once the whole week."
"Uh...?"
"I held out exactly a week so it'd feel amazing when I finally did it with you... I held back. You know how horny I get, right?"
She raised her arms to strip off her top, then shimmied out of her dolphin pants.
She stepped toward me and picked up a large dildo.
"So as a reward... I wanna try that play I've always wanted to. Facing each other. That okay?"
Like I'd say no. Seeing Yoon Hye-yoon like this, all seductive, made me want to give her anything.
"Anything you want."
"I... wanna masturbate facing you, oppa."
That was easy. I started stripping off my tank top to match her—
Then flinched at her next words.
"I'll use the dildo. You use the onahole. You still have that one from before, right?"
Yoon Hye-yoon's eyes gleamed sharper than ever as she said it.