Chapter 190
Chapter 190
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Hurry Up and Do the Dick Seat
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The outdoor barbecue area was thick with the smell of grilling meat.
I scanned the surroundings, wondering if the sisters had arrived first. Sure enough, way off in the distance, Han Chae-ah was waving her arm.
"Woojin! Over here!"
"She's here."
She'd been weirdly hyped up since earlier. I had no idea why, but it seemed like the trip was getting to her.
No one goes on vacation without getting excited.
We claimed a spot and settled in around the grill. Han Chae-ah confidently pulled something out.
Just looking at it made my mouth water. It was Hanwoo beef.
"Remember that meat you said was delicious last time? I got the exact same cut."
"Oh! The stuff you grilled for lunch that day? Thanks, looks amazing."
"Hold on. Convenience store sis, you ate meat with my bro?"
"That's news to me... Tell us more."
Beep beep.
Alarm bells went off. Come to think of it, I hadn't told the two of them about crashing at the sisters' place overnight.
It wasn't on purpose—I'd just forgotten amid the whole week of typhoon chaos.
Han Chae-ah, clearly enjoying Shin Ayoung and Yoon Hye-yoon's reactions, launched into her story with pride.
"A few days ago, during that typhoon? We went shopping together, but the rain was insane, so I told him to stay over. That's when I grilled the meat for him."
"Yeah, it poured like crazy. Wind was howling too."
Han Hee-jin chimed in. The other two shot me do-or-die glares, tapping their fingers menacingly.
"I see... Quite the intriguing tale."
"While I was back home sick, you spent the night at another girl's place..."
"The storm was so bad we couldn't even get home."
Honestly, aside from sleeping over... things weren't exactly nothing. That was the night I first claimed Han Chae-ah's back door, after all.
Time to change the subject. I jumped up, slipped on some gloves, and got to work.
Sizzle...
The moment the meat hit the grill, conversation died down. The rising smoke and popping grease sounds took over.
As pieces cooked one by one, I plated them up for everyone.
"Thanks for the food."
"There's beer in the ice box too—let's crack some open."
"Nice one, Woojin. You're the best."
We ate for a good while. As the mood loosened up with the booze, everyone started chatting and clearing up curiosities.
It started with Shin Ayoung.
"Um... store manager?"
"Just call me sis—nice and casual."
"Convenience store sis, you're in your twenties and actually the manager?"
"Family stuff happened, and it just worked out that way. You go to the same school as Woojin, so you know—Mirae University branches 1 and 2? I run those."
"Ah! You're that lady. Rumors fly around campus about this hot chick who shows up sometimes. Guys go there just to catch a glimpse."
"Not that extreme. But Shin Ayoung, you look pretty popular yourself."
"Not like you, sis."
It was all friendly compliments—nice to see.
Glancing sideways, Yoon Hye-yoon and Han Hee-jin were starting to open up too.
"Did you dye your hair like that?"
"Nah, my parents are foreigners—it's natural. You can tell from my blue eyes."
"Cool. So you're fluent in English? I'm in the English Lit department, so I've got some skills."
"I've heard that line a million times, and I suck at it. Hair color aside, I'm your standard Korean."
"Haha... Gotcha."
That convo fizzled. I smirked, set down the tongs.
As I rolled my wrists to loosen up, Shin Ayoung sidled over.
"Good job. Here, bro—say ahh. Aaaah~"
"Huh?"
"Hurry. Before it gets cold."
Her urging made me open up without thinking. The melt-in-your-mouth texture hit, along with four pairs of eyes zeroing in.
One set full of delight, one jealous, two shocked.
Han Chae-ah recovered first, voice trembling as she asked.
Her mouth hung open, eyes wide.
"You two... must be really close?"
"Super close. We even came on this trip together and shared a bed."
"Sh... shared a bed?"
"Only one room left, no choice. But I was fine with it, so OK. Hye-yoon was too."
Shin Ayoung smirked triumphantly, flaunting our relationship.
I smacked her back.
"Hey. Did you have to say that?"
"It's true—what's the big deal? Unless you were planning something naughty just 'cause we shared?"
We sure tried all night. The buzz was hitting, and my self-control was slipping.
I grabbed the gloves to stuff my face with meat. Han Chae-ah ventured cautiously.
"Woojin's room has just one bed?"
"Yeah. One."
"Won't it be... cramped? Three people and all."
"I tried it out earlier—it's fine! Plus, our room has this huge tub. Total win."
"Tub? Ours is tiny."
Yoon Hye-yoon jumped in quick, but Han Hee-jin clocked the difference right away.
She was the only one who knew our rooms were next door, so the question was natural.
"Mind if we peek at your room later? Just curious how it's different."
Han Chae-ah pounced. She glanced at me slyly.
I didn't mind, but checked with the other two.
I eyed them: you cool? They pondered, then nodded.
"Sure. Room tour's no biggie."
"I'm good too."
Shin Ayoung's eyes sparkled with ulterior motives, but I brushed it off.
What else is new with that look?
Bellies full and nicely buzzed, we headed inside together.
As we climbed the stairs, Han Chae-ah poked my arm.
"So... where's your room, Woojin?"
"You'll see soon."
"What's with the secrecy? C'mon?"
She hit me with weak aegyo. Was this 27-year-old cuteness? My heart swelled.
They say booze changes people— if this was her drunk mode, welcome anytime.
We hit the third floor, turned right. Han Chae-ah grinned ear to ear.
"This is our room... You walking us back? How'd you know?"
"Kinda. But 301 next door is ours."
"Huh?"
Han Hee-jin looked like she'd expected it. Shin Ayoung and Yoon Hye-yoon seemed surprised. Han Chae-ah blinked repeatedly.
"No... way? For real?"
"Yup. This is it."
I tapped the card key to the handle. Beep—the door swung open.
Han Chae-ah whipped between Shin Ayoung and Yoon Hye-yoon.
"So... that thing earlier today...!"
They got it, smirks twitching.
Action-girl Shin Ayoung sidled next to me, pointing inside.
"Sis, wanna tour the room right now?"
"N-no, it's fin..."
"Let's go in."
Han Hee-jin cut through Han Chae-ah's hesitation firmly.
And just like that, all four piled into my room.
"Whoa... Nice digs. Totally different from ours."
Han Chae-ah gawked, head swiveling.
Han Hee-jin toured curiously at first, then zeroed in on the bed.
She bent down to peer at the trash can. The dry tissues I'd used to wipe up pussy juice earlier were tangled up.
She nudged it lightly with her foot, fishing for something underneath.
"Hey, what're you doing?"
"Wha? Just... fancy trash can."
"Fancy my ass. Looking for condoms?"
Nailed it—she averted her eyes, scratching her cheek.
"How'd you know? Those moans earlier got me curious."
"Not a stray cat. Nothing for you to find."
"...You three really did it?"
"Secret."
"Not denying, huh?"
"Figure it out yourself."
I shrugged. Something buzzed overhead.
Speaker static. I listened.
"In a few moments, the 9 PM laser show will begin. Guests, please face south toward the windows for a spectacular view. Thank you."
Oh yeah, the info sheet mentioned a laser show.
Gorgeous 20-minute spectacle—don't miss it.
"Bro. Perfect timing. Was gonna wash up anyway—watch from the tub together."
"Totally. Great view too, plus hot water..."
They said it loud, like for ears only. Faces screamed not jealous.
But Shin Ayoung's follow-up blindsided everyone.
"Convenience store sis, tub's huge—wanna wash up and watch together? Sis too, of course."
"Wh-what!?"
The bombshell froze us solid.
In the shock-fest, I studied Shin Ayoung's face.
What scheme now?
She wasn't hammered—no slur, no flush.
I'd watch and see.
No skin off my back, and the sisters hadn't flat-out refused.
"Swimsuits on, obviously. Even I can't go nude with near-strangers."
"Why... say that?"
"Just... You're bro's acquaintances, fed us killer meat? Like we're at a hot spring—watch the show friendly-like. Whaddya think?"
The sisters eyed me. Truth was, I should be the one sweating.
Four bikini babes crowding a hot tub? Emperor-level luxury.
I cheered Shin Ayoung on inwardly, watching them.
Han Chae-ah and Han Hee-jin locked eyes, nodded in sync.
"Sure... Good team-building. We'll change and come back."
"Door's open—anytime."
Sisters out, I poked Shin Ayoung's arm.
Good is good, but why? Yoon Hye-yoon wondered too.
"Sis, we could've kept it cozy—just us three in the tub."
"I wanted intimate too... but curious. What enchants bro about them?"
"Huh?"
"Cow-tits sis and the blonde... Foreign genes, right? Since you sampled exotic."
"Probably? Dad's foreign."
"Pussy grip different? Skeleton, skin texture at least."
Shin Ayoung posed silently.
Han Chae-ah: dunno. Han Hee-jin: deeper folds, tighter.
Skin same as anyone's.
Say that, get smacked. I stayed mum.
"Boobs beat mine, fine. But the rest? Wanted a look-see."
"Ah! Scouting strengths and weaknesses?"
"Yup. Know thy enemy, win more."
Dunno what the battle was, but confidence maxed.
"Anyway... Swimsuits first?"
"Yess~"
While they changed, I hit the bathroom early. Tub was massive—took forever to fill.
Halfway at comfy temp, Shin Ayoung and Yoon Hye-yoon slipped in.
"No micro bikini?"
"Can't wear that. Even I draw the line at first-meet."
"Hye-yoon's heart pubes would've wowed 'em."
"That's bro-only!"
I teased, dipped my feet in the tub. Leaned against one wall; they flanked me naturally.
"Bro. Avatar time."
"Why?"
"Dick. Seat."
"...What?"
"Bro's dick hugging my belly, snuggled in your arms, laser show... Sounds perfect."
"In front of the sisters?"
"Yup."
Sometimes she's more pervy than me. Wonder what's in that head.
I hesitated. She licked my neck, wheedling.
"Hurry. I set this up—reward me. Time's short."
"Me too."
Yoon Hye-yoon arm-linked in. Pussies on display for sisters during laser show...
Dopamine surged; dick swelled.
"You two, step out a sec. Gotta seat the avatars. And keep it discreet, got it?"
"Don't cum first, bro. I'll clamp down tight."
I summoned two avatars, plopped them on either side. Shin Ayoung and Yoon Hye-yoon lit up at the blue glow, eager for the tub.
Toes in—and voices from outside.
"Woojin? Coming in..."
Timid Han Chae-ah. Door opened; her new outfit stunned everyone.
We froze at the overwhelmingly deep, massive cleavage.