Chapter 276
Chapter 276
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Lewd and Suspicious Neighbors
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Once the suspicion took hold, her eyes darted around frantically, searching for more evidence.
The most eye-catching feature was the breasts crossed under her arms.
Even with the thick sweater, it might be hard for others to notice, but she could see it all clearly as a woman herself.
'Judging by the shape... no bra on, and those nipples are poking right out?'
She shook her head.
It was suspicious, sure, but entirely possible for a couple in love.
'And there's no way a woman that gorgeous—celebrity-level pretty—would be messing around with the guy next door.'
The antics she'd witnessed at school were on another level entirely, too hard to pin down for certain.
Plus, accusing innocent people could lead to massive fallout.
She gave them a casual nod in greeting and brushed past.
As she watched their retreating backs, a scene from the bathroom suddenly overlapped in her mind.
'Wha... what!? Wh-wh-what!!!???'
The next-door guy's clothes, the angle—it was all identical.
She'd been so fixated on the woman's naked body that she hadn't paid the man much mind, but now their backsides jogged her memory perfectly.
That shirt, those pants, the shoes.
And the hairstyle and build were uncannily similar.
On top of that, a busty woman with black hair?
Sure, you could scour all of Korea and probably find a matching scenario somewhere.
But here in the confined bubble of Mirae University, with coincidences piling up like this?
'It's them... has to be...! Absolutely!'
She glared daggers at their backs as they slipped through the door, then stepped into the elevator with newfound certainty.
Thud... thud...
Park Seoyoon sank deep into recollections of the scene from about two hours earlier.
She even forgot why she'd stepped out or where she was headed.
'But... what does it matter to me if they're a kinky couple? I'm not about to go blabbing, "Hey, I saw them doing all sorts of stuff at school."'
She must've just blanked out for a moment from her first taste of real 19+ action.
Nothing would change anyway—no reason to obsess this much.
She slapped both cheeks with her palms to snap herself out of it.
A convenience store loomed ahead before she knew it.
"Welcome."
She half-heard the clerk's greeting as she beelined for the fridge.
Sweated a bit earlier—better restock with an ion drink...
"Hmm... which one's the most effective...?"
Round the corner, and there was someone hogging the front of the fridge.
A brown-haired woman rubbing her finger against her chin, glaring at the glass door.
Her slightly slurred speech and flushed cheeks.
But above all, the thick booze vibe radiating off her body told the tale of her night.
"..."
Spotting her brought all those barely quelled doubts bubbling right back up.
'Why's she here? More importantly... didn't she head to school this morning arm-in-arm with the next-door guy? But she came home with the black-haired girl...?'
The relationship made zero sense, tangling her thoughts all over again.
Just arm-in-arm buddies, with the black-haired one as the girlfriend?
What girlfriend in the world would put up with that? Had she gotten dumped in the interim?
She tried to ignore it, but they were neighbors—impossible to shrug off.
That's when the girl from two doors down turned her head their way.
"Oh...? You're the one who just moved in~ Hi there."
"Ah, hi. Um... looks like you had some drinks?"
"Yeeep~ First day back, so a little with my classmates. What about you, unnie?"
"Just grabbing a drink."
"Gotchaaa... Mind recommending one? Something really effective?"
She pointed to the hangover remedy shelf. Her brain kicked into gear.
Build some goodwill, ply her with questions while she's tipsy—bet she'd spill easy.
She moved fast.
"Heard this one's the best."
"Thanks!"
She snatched up a random drink and headed to the counter alongside the girl from two doors down.
Then handed her prepped card to the clerk.
"Ring us up together."
"Eh? No need."
"Moving-in treat—my shout. Think of it like housewarming rice cakes."
"Hmm... if you insist? Cheers, then."
Once paid, the girl took her remedy with a beaming smile.
Like gazing at the most obedient puppy.
Feeling the newfound closeness, they walked home together.
As the surroundings quieted, she broke the ice.
"You know, we still haven't properly introduced ourselves. What's your name?"
"I'm Yoon Hye-yoon, second-year in the Department of English Literature."
"I'm..."
"The mega-star idol Park Seoyoon unnie, right? Tried playing it cool, but you look exactly like your internet pics."
Figured she knew.
Whatever thrilled her so much, Yoon Hye-yoon kept grinning ear to ear.
"First celeb I've ever met in person. It's wild."
"Run into me a few more times, and the novelty'll wear off. You'll just think, 'Oh, neighbor lady.'"
"Nuh-uh~ Never. And drop the formal speech. I'm twenty-one."
"You sure?"
"Totally!"
Once they got chatting, broaching her original topic felt impossible.
They were only just warming up, and that smiling face sealed her lips.
'Plenty of time later. Nothing urgent.'
Trading small talk brought them to the one-room building.
They hopped in the elevator and shot up quick.
-Fifth floor.
She stepped out, but a lewd sound pierced straight through her ears, halting her cold.
"Haaah... Hauk... Aaang!"
No mistaking it—the moans of a woman deep in naughty deeds.
Same voice and pitch as the school bathroom.
'Kinda figured since they came back to the one-room together... but damn, she's loud?'
Standing frozen, Yoon Hye-yoon behind her started sneaking glances.
"Th-that sound's pretty loud, huh? But they don't do it every time."
"Every time?"
"Used to happen a lot before, but now they consider the neighbors—no more at oppa's place... Ah! Just pretend you didn't hear that."
She waved it off frantically, but the damage was done.
Even in that split second, the leaked info hit like a bomb.
'No more at oppa's? Sounds like she's done it there herself.'
Considering the morning arm-in-arm on both sides...
Were all three fuckbuddies?
No such thing as two girlfriends—only one logical conclusion.
She shot Yoon Hye-yoon a suspicious side-eye; the girl feigned ignorance and pivoted down the hall.
Bingo.
"Haut! Deeper inside...! Haaaang! That thing just now... so hoooot!"
The moans ramped up even louder amid it all.
It grated, but they'd clearly gone at it at school already—best leave 'em be.
Stamina wasn't infinite; it'd wrap soon enough.
She stood stone-faced at her door when Yoon Hye-yoon slid in one more tidbit.
"Unnie, from my experience, this looks like it'll drag on forever? So if you're crashing, maybe pop in some earphones..."
"Nah... they've got class tomorrow too; they'll tap out at some point."
"Y-yeah... probably? Night!"
Yoon scratched her cheek awkwardly and bolted for her own place.
Park Seoyoon chuckled and slipped inside.
"Haaang! Eut...! Moreee... Haak!"
In the quiet space, the sounds hit even clearer.
Screaming like that for ages—her throat had to be raw.
'Shower first. By the time I'm done, it'll be over.'
Yoon Hye-yoon's warning flitted through her mind, but she shook it off and headed to the bathroom.
Twenty minutes later, she emerged towing her flushed nude body.
Thank god—no sounds anymore.
"Dodged a bullet... Late from school means they must've wrecked each other silly; more at home? That's a monster, not a man."
They'd probably burned every ounce of stamina fucking, now passed out in the same bed.
Watching such passionate love play out left her a touch envious.
Someday, she'd find someone to...
"Haut... Already... belly's... so fuuull, uheung!"
"..."
"Ahhat... Pushing it in like thaaat...! It's crushing me!"
Were her ears busted? No, no escaping reality.
One or two more rounds? Sure.
Grown used to padding around naked since living solo, Park Seoyoon flopped straight onto the bed.
But sanctuary eluded her.
"Oppaa...! Kiss too... Nmup...!"
Wall-adjacent layout funneled it crystal-clear into her ears.
Hell, she caught every word of their talk—enough to picture the acts, the positions.
'Why belt it out like they're showing off? It's not like they're doing it for my benefit.'
That turned on? Beyond self-control?
Minding it needlessly started twisting her mood into something else.
"Eut..."
Goosebumps prickled as her body sensitized. The blanket against her skin felt good.
This way, sleep would come quick.
Eyes shut, and the bathroom scene flooded back.
No ignoring it—the memory ravaged her brain nonstop, blocking out rest.
After five minutes of battle, she surrendered and clutched the teddy bear beside her pillow tight.
"Just... once quick. Then I can crash."
Idol days, members' eyes everywhere—no outlet for her urges.
Exhausted from practice and schedules, but human needs don't vanish.
Her solution: the teddy. Perfect cover, no suspicions.
Its firm legs and torso let her hug it tight and grind her crotch for faux masturbation.
"Haaang! Uuuk! Hahaaang! Riiight there..."
The intrusive moans flipped into fuel for her fire.
Park Seoyoon mounted the teddy aggressively, grinding her pussy against it.
Fast, timed to the next-door woman's heaving sobs.
"Haa... haa... haa..."
She came first. But her body burned hotter—no settling down.
How to quench this?
Glancing around, her mind snagged on the dildo buried deep in the closet.
That monster, sized just like the next-door guy's cock.
No incidents these past sealed days—should be fine, right?
Just look. Imagine only.
She ripped the box open with scissors in a flash.
There it lay, flesh-toned rod unchanged from last sight.
Swallowing hard, she touched it—and it flushed crimson, throbbing massively.
The weirdness hit just as a massive moan punched through the wall.
"Oppaa...! I'm cumming... cumming, inside me...!"
Her shoulders twitched involuntarily, head whipping back—then snapped forward.
The dildo swelled, its urethral slit gaping wide.
Shit—no time to react before it launched.
Vrrr...!! Vrrrr...!! Vrrr...!!
Her vision went white.