Chapter 270
Chapter 270
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Semester Begins
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I didn't even need to look to know who it was.
Peeking through the peephole, sure enough, Park Seoyoon was standing there holding a long box.
The tape was applied meticulously, as if someone had taken care with the packaging.
Yet, the telltale signs of it having been opened were unmistakable.
"Who is it?"
"It's Park Seoyoon from next door. Could we talk for a moment?"
"I just got out of the shower, so could you wait a second?"
"Ah, sure!"
Her voice was laced with tension. Considering she'd come over because of her own mistake, that attitude was only natural.
She'd grabbed my package without checking properly, opened it, and even used it like a secondhand toy.
I had nothing to lose, so I decided to take my time getting to the door.
The longer I made her wait, the worse it would be for her.
I dried off the remaining water from my body and threw on some clothes haphazardly.
For added effect, I draped a towel over my shoulders and shook out my wet hair as I opened the door.
Creeeak.
"What's up?"
The scent of body wash must have been pleasant, because she stood there blankly, sniffing the air for a moment.
Then she remembered why she was there and bowed her head quickly.
"Hello. Sorry to bother you so early. The thing is..."
She trailed off and held out the box. When I tilted my head, she continued her explanation.
"You must have been surprised yesterday when your package went missing, right? Well, I got a ton of deliveries myself, but I accidentally took yours too... I'm really sorry."
"Package?"
"Yes. I didn't realize until almost midnight, so I came early today."
What a long, drawn-out story. But at this point, it had nothing to do with me.
The moment I'd decided to give her the dildo, I had zero intention of taking it back.
I furrowed my brow and scratched the side of my head. Then, putting on my best clueless act, I changed my tone.
"I see... But I didn't order anything."
"Huh?"
"I never placed an order in the first place, and I never got a delivery notification text. Aren't you the one who's mistaken?"
"No, the name and address are clearly..."
She shoved the invoice in my face as proof. But if I was going to fall for something like that, I wouldn't have started this in the first place.
I put on my best poker face.
"My parents taught me never to accept unknown packages. The world's a dangerous place these days—what if there's something weird inside?"
"That's true, but..."
"These days, it's easy to find out someone's name and address. And looking at it, it seems like you've already opened it. Did you check what's inside?"
"Y... yes."
She could never admit it was a dildo. Objectively speaking, the situation was downright bizarre.
A woman who stole her neighbor's package, opened it to find a creepy dildo, then came to return it the next morning after using it for some naughty fun.
It sounded like the title of some sleazy novel.
"Anyway, it's not mine, so you keep it. Who knows? If it was misdelivered, they might come pick it up later."
"...That could be."
My logic seemed to check out, because Park Seoyoon nodded slightly.
This was the perfect moment. The timing to send her away without further suspicion, dildo in hand.
I gently toweled my hair, indirectly signaling it was time for her to go.
Catching my hint, she pulled the box behind her back and turned to leave.
"Sorry to bother you first thing in the morning. I'll head back now."
"If it really turns out to be mine, I'll come get it later."
"Okay."
I closed the door on her puzzled expression.
Soon after, I heard footsteps heading next door and the sound of her door slamming shut.
'Did that go okay? It felt a bit forced.'
The biggest issue was my name and address on it, but I'd managed to bluff my way through somehow.
Now, what she did with that dildo was entirely up to her.
Ten minutes later, as I was browsing the internet on my computer, an image popped into my head.
The package had been opened, and Park Seoyoon was staring at the contents with a complicated expression.
"This is so weird... No matter how I think about it..."
She poked at the dildo, which was still in the same shape as yesterday.
"Why is it soft now? It was hard yesterday..."
It held the shape of a full erection on the outside, but the inside wasn't the same.
Which made sense.
It was synced to me, and right now, I wasn't erect.
Not satisfied even after some time, she fetched her diary from the desk drawer.
She grabbed the pen tucked inside and began slowly jotting down the situation.
1. Moved in, all my stuff arrived, but somehow a package with the next-door guy's name and address got mixed in.
2. Opened it without knowing, and a dildo came out.
3. ?????
if) It really was the guy's package?
"No way. Guys don't usually buy dildos, and even if it was for his girlfriend, who would use something that monstrous? Something bigger than himself, even."
She scribbled an X over the first assumption.
She'd never even seen mine in real life, yet she was so certain. Guess that meant it was truly oversized.
if.2) It wasn't the guy's package.
"That would mean someone sent it to me on purpose...? If it's real, that could be kinda scary."
This possibility seemed plausible, so she tapped her pen and wrote down her thoughts.
1. Someone pretended to be the next-door guy and sent me this secretly.
2. But who? Sending something like this just one day after I moved in means they've been watching my every move, right?
A chill ran through her, and she shuddered.
She snapped the diary shut and hurriedly resealed the box.
Once it was double- and triple-wrapped in tape, she shoved it into a corner.
She must have decided it was a dangerous item.
At least she didn't throw it away. Should I be grateful for that?
Though it seemed like some massive misunderstanding had piled on. Still, there was nothing more I could do here.
I'd just have to wait for an opportunity.
Confirming voyeur mode had ended, I went about my business.
And so time passed until the first day of the semester.
"...First class at 9 a.m. today? It's just orientation, so it'll be over quick anyway."
Monday schedule starting at 9? Pure torture.
I checked the clock and got out of bed, cracking my neck. My eyes landed on the small box on the desk.
A birthday gift for Ayoung I'd bought over the weekend.
A necklace and earring set—not as pricey as the wireless-connected dildo, but still cost me a pretty penny.
I'd wanted to give her a ring, but that carried too much symbolic weight to hand out casually.
Not that I didn't want to; it was just tricky deciding who to give it to first.
If I was giving them out, it'd have to be to everyone at once.
As I got ready for school, I recalled the conversation I'd had with her a few days ago.
'Oppa, instead of a birthday party, there's something I want to do alone.'
'What?'
'It's a secret—I'll tell you on the day. And I told Hye-yoon unnie I'm borrowing you for the day, so she won't complain.'
'Borrowing? Am I an object now?'
'Then make your body into two.'
'Want an avatar?'
'No thanks.'
She'd said it playfully, made a kissing sound, and hung up.
Replaying the talk, I tried guessing what she had in mind.
'Sounds naughty. What could she want?'
It wouldn't be anything vanilla.
She'd probably drag me on dates right after classes ended, so I needed to dress sharp.
I grabbed all my stuff and opened the door to find Yoon Hye-yoon waiting.
"Morning, oppa."
"Don't you have class at 10 too, Hye-yoon?"
"Yeah, but I came early to see you and Ayoung unnie. Gotta wish her happy birthday."
First day of semester, and she was all dolled up. Heavier makeup than usual, hair with extra waves.
Her outfit was light and breezy for the weather, making her glow all over.
Embarrassed by my scanning gaze, she rushed over and linked arms with me.
She squeezed so hard I could feel her soft breasts pressing in.
Not satisfied, Yoon Hye-yoon rubbed her arm against mine and pressed her cheek to it.
"Mmm... No time to cling later today, so even just a little."
"I'll let you cling all you want later."
I stroked her head and headed for the elevator. That's when the door next door—left side this time—got noisy.
Creeeak.
Park Seoyoon emerged, wafting a nice perfume scent.
Masked and hatted as always, but her overall fashion screamed "I'm a celebrity."
Then why cover her face if she was dressing like that? Everyone would recognize her anyway.
As I eyed her mysterious mix of blonde and silver hair, she greeted first.
"Um... hello."
"Hi. You have class at 9 too?"
"Yeah. You two as well...?"
Park Seoyoon stared at our linked arms in shock.
Her face was mostly covered, so only part of her expression showed, but it was enough to read her thoughts.
"Yeah, around the same time."
"I see..."
She wisely didn't pry further. We stood quietly in front of the elevator.
Ding...
My back prickled. Like someone was glaring daggers. Just my imagination?
Pretending to fix my hair in my phone screen, I glanced back.
The masked, hatted woman was glued to our linked arms.
Her eyes said, They're together like that?
Mixed in were envy and surprise.
The former was clearly Youth looks fun. Couples on the first day of semester.
Thankfully, the elevator with mirrors everywhere arrived, and the intense stare faded.
Though her sidelong glances lingered.
-First floor.
The doors opened. I hurried out to escape the awkward vibe.
Turning toward the exit, someone was leaning against the wall.
"Honey, I've been waiting."
A stunning black-haired, black-eyed beauty. Shin Ayoung smiled like a cat as she approached.
But her expression hardened when she saw Park Seoyoon pop out behind me.
At the same time, the stinging sensation stabbed my back again.
And from the front, too.