Chapter 21
Chapter 21
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Alcohol is Dangerous
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Midterms were finally over.
The last exam was in the evening, so by the time I stepped outside, it was already dark night.
Since it was the final day of midterms, most departments were already in full party mode.
The bars around campus had been packed for ages, and it was impossible to snag a spot at the PC bangs or karaoke joints.
Of course, with no one to hang out with, I headed straight home.
To get there, though, I had to cut through the university district, so I picked up the pace.
As I walked along the sidewalk, a rowdy group came stumbling out of a bar up ahead.
In the middle, a clearly wasted girl was being half-carried by a guy and a girl.
"God, seriously—why'd you drink so much?"
"I said I'd drink for you... you pushed it too far."
"Where'd she say her place was again?"
That hairstyle looks familiar...
Brown wavy hair that I'd definitely seen somewhere before. It rang a bell, but I couldn't place it right away.
As I racked my brain, the slouched girl suddenly snapped her head up.
Our eyes met. She jabbed a finger at me and hollered.
"Hey!!! It's the guy next door~ Heehee... long time no see?"
Yoon Hye-yoon, greeting me with her tongue all tangled from the booze.
Her eyes were totally glazed over, and her face was beet red.
"Ah... hi. You look pretty wasted."
"Yeah!? Nooo~ I'm not drunk at all~"
She staggered toward me, babbling nonsense.
She's cute enough that even this came off as adorable.
Unsure what to say, I just stood there until the guy next to her piped up.
"Uh... you two know each other?"
"Yeah, neighbors. We run into each other sometimes, but we're not close."
The group huddled up, whispering.
Then the guy flashed a grin.
"Sorry about this, but could you take her home? We'd make it worth your while later."
The popular crowd eyed me with hopeful stares.
They were clearly itching to dump the hassle and get back to partying.
It was on my way home anyway, and I wanted out of this scene fast, so I said I'd do it.
"Whoa! Thank you so much. Here... this is Hye-yoon's bag."
They handed her over, and I hoisted her onto my back along with the bag.
Anyone else might envy the soft, squishy weight pressing against my back, but after groping the real deal plenty of times already, it was nothing special to me.
Thud thud...
We passed through the noisy main drag and entered the quiet one-room alley.
I hadn't noticed earlier, but she'd fallen asleep at some point—soft snores came from behind me now.
Every breath carried a mix of booze and sweet perfume, some intoxicating mystery scent.
Come to think of it, it's been forever. Like three weeks?
Hadn't crossed paths since that dildo delivery fiasco, so it was nice seeing her like this.
Maybe it was just the reunion, but she struck me as even prettier somehow.
Her whole vibe oozed it—like pheromones designed to lure in any guy nearby.
Lost in silly thoughts, I'd arrived at my building before I knew it.
Rode the elevator up, set her down gently in the hallway, and shook her awake.
"Hey. You're home—punch in the code and head inside, okay?"
"Mmm... h-home?"
Yoon Hye-yoon mumbled in a raspy, half-awake voice.
She still seemed out of it, but with the door right there, I figured she'd manage. I left her bag beside her and slipped into my room.
Took a refreshing shower, and with exams done, I ordered a whole chicken.
The set came with cola, but I was craving beer tonight, so I decided to hit the convenience store quick before delivery arrived.
Screeech.
The door caught on something as I tried to open it.
I forced it wider and checked.
Snore snore...
Yoon Hye-yoon, passed out cold on the chilly hallway floor.
No way she'd been like this the whole time...
"Hey, you can't sleep out here—you'll catch a cold. Please, just go inside."
"Mmm... no... gonna sleep right here..."
Way past her limit, she threw a cute little tantrum and refused to budge.
"Haa... can't just leave her... guess I'll bring her inside till I get back from the store..."
I grabbed her arm and wrapped the other around her waist, hauling her up.
Like I'd noticed carrying her earlier, she was lighter than expected.
"Man, her drunk side is no joke."
I carried her slowly to my room and laid her on the bed.
Worried she might cause a scene, I watched for a bit, but her steady breathing put that fear to rest.
Headed straight to the store.
Ding-a-ling.
"Welcome~"
Grabbed two cans of beer, then remembered the drunk girl at home and added some hangover relief pills.
Checked out and hustled back—dealing with Yoon Hye-yoon had eaten up more time than planned.
Luckily, no delivery call yet by the time I reached my door.
Catching my breath, I punched in the code and stepped inside.
"Haaaang... hnggg..."
A woman's moan hit me as the door opened. I kicked off my shoes and crept in.
The sight on the bed nearly made me yell.
Pants were strewn on the floor somehow, and on the bed...
"Hng... feels so good... why won't you come... tired of me already...? Hnggg♡"
Yoon Hye-yoon, in just her top and black panties, going at it.
Her right hand rubbed over the panties, left one slipped under her top to fondle her breast.
What the hell is she doing in someone else's place...?
I stood frozen, staring at the surreal scene.
The pink blouse hid her chest, but her pale, slender legs were spread wide in an M, the mound of her pussy bulging against the panties.
"Like before... why won't you touch me? I waited every day... hng♡"
Eyes shut tight, mumbling like she was talking to someone, oblivious I'd entered, lost in her self-pleasure.
Growing more desperate with each rub over her clothes, she soon arched up and reached behind her back.
A quick fumble, and her black bra came off in her hand.
It slid down onto her pants, and now her nipples poked prominently against the blouse touching bare skin.
She seemed to love the fabric's tease, grinding her nipples into it as her breaths grew even rougher.
The hand rubbing over her panties soon slipped inside to a better spot.
Even from a short distance, I heard the wet squelching every time her fingers moved.
"Haaa♡ Feels so good... right there... harder... touch my nipples too... top and bottom together..."
Both hands sped up.
Her hips started trembling up and down until she shot her legs straight out with a sweet moan.
"Haaaaang... hngggut...♡ Haa... haa..."
Even after climaxing, she wasn't satisfied—her hand stayed buried in her panties.
Thanking whatever god she didn't squirt like a fountain, I racked my brain on how to handle this when...
Ding-dong.
Fuck. Never hated chicken this much.
Perfect timing.
The doorbell jolted Yoon Hye-yoon wide awake from her limp sprawl on the bed.
I grabbed the chicken first, then hovered at the entrance.
Peeking in, she stared back, face way redder than mid-masturbation.
She'd yanked the blanket up to cover her torso and jabbed a shaky finger at me.
"Why... why are you here...? And my clothes..."
"Uh... this is my place? And you took them off yourself."
She whipped her head around. Realizing it was my room, her mouth fell open.
"Th-then why are my clothes... off...?"
"Like I said, I ordered chicken and ran to the store in the meantime. And again, you stripped and tossed them."
I showed her the chicken box and beer bag. She finally nodded.
Seemed the booze was wearing off, so I explained the whole thing right there.
"So... my classmates asked you to take me home, I passed out in the hall instead of going in, you found me and brought me here, and I... did that all on my own... that's everything?"
"Spot on. See? No signs I touched you, and I was right here when you snapped to."
Finally grasping it all, she slapped both hands over her face and let out a weird wail.
"Hwaaaaa... what do I do... did that in front of a guy..."
Looked like round two of puking might start, so I cut her off quick.
Her drunk side was seriously intense.
"I missed the whole show running to the store, so relax. Get dressed first."
She dragged the blanket up higher and snatched her clothes from the floor.
A bit of rustling inside, then she emerged fully clothed.
"Phew... yeah, I went way past my limit today. And everything that happened? Top secret... got it?"
She tried for a scary glare, but on that face, it just looked cute.
"No one to tell anyway. Head home easy."
Handed over the hangover pills from the store.
Glanced at the chicken to nudge her out.
Catching on, she downed it in one go.
Then hopped off the bed and headed to the shoe rack.
"Okay, I'm off. Must've been heavy... thanks."
"Sure, get home safe."
"It's right next door—no need to worry~"
Her mood lightened; she left with a playful sniff.
"Guess that's what they mean by 'liquor turns you into another person.' She always seemed so prim."
Eyed the chicken I'd set aside, cracked open the box—still piping hot, luckily.
Good packaging.
I plopped on the floor and dug into the chicken and beer.
"Kyaa~ Now that's the stuff... this is why we live."
Midway through chowing down while scrolling YouTube, the doorbell rang again.
Ding-dong!
"Why now... who's it?"
Set the chicken aside and checked the intercom.
An unexpected face on the screen.
"Um... if you're bored alone, want a drinking buddy?"
...Why's she back?