Chapter 314
Chapter 314
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Pussy Squeeze Test
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"Actually, it's been almost six months since I've been hitting the gym with oppa."
"I had a feeling. You both look like you've been training for at least a few months."
"Nah, it's nothing compared to you, unnie. I'm still way behind."
"What are you talking about? You looked gorgeous, Hye-yoon."
Haha-ho-ho. Yoon Hye-yoon and Park Seo-yoon lavishing compliments on each other.
It was all true, but something still felt off.
'Park Seo-yoon's always been athletic, so that makes sense...'
But their sudden chumminess was baffling no matter how I sliced it.
Not quite a decade-long friendship, but it felt like they'd known each other for years.
Maybe it was some unspoken bond between gym rats.
Plus, they were next-door neighbors with some familiarity.
I shrugged it off and followed them, eyes glued to their toned legs and perky hips.
"Unnie! Guess who I came with?"
"Huh? What's up?"
The door swung open, and Yoon Hye-yoon bolted inside.
She chattered excitedly to the counter girl like a kid sharing big news.
The girl glanced our way skeptically at first, then her eyes widened.
Park Seo-yoon let out a smug chuckle and stepped forward.
'Definitely an attention whore.'
"Hi. Hye-yoon mentioned she trains here, so I popped in for a look."
"Of course! Feel free to check it out!"
"You sure that's okay?"
"Absolutely!"
Instant approval. Basically a free pass.
That reaction made sense for someone you'd only seen on TV.
They had no clue about the wicked side hidden behind that bright smile.
And so, under Yoon Hye-yoon's guidance, we toured the place.
"This area's for lower body, that one's upper body, over there..."
The two drew stares everywhere as they wandered around.
To prevent any mishaps, I trailed them like a bodyguard, keeping ten meters back.
Mid-chat, Park Seo-yoon glanced back to check my position.
Then she whispered something in Yoon Hye-yoon's ear.
Suspicious activity detected.
Couldn't let that slide.
I summoned an avatar and planted it right in front of them.
"So, how'd you and Woojin get together? Fell for each other watching sweat drip at the gym?"
"Ah... kinda, but not really..."
Yoon Hye-yoon trailed off, spotting the avatar with its arms crossed.
She got the hint not to spill secrets, sweat beading on her forehead.
"Woojin's way back there anyway—he won't hear. Just tell unnie a little."
"Oppa’s got sharp ears, though. Haha..."
"From here? No way. It'll be our secret. Just a tiny bit."
"Thing is... he might not even be human..."
Looks like our relationship had her curious too.
'Targeting Hye-yoon first? Smart—she seems the most innocent and sweet. And she really is.'
Park Seo-yoon knew about Shin Ayoung, Yoon Hye-yoon, and Han Chae-ah—three in total.
She probably figured the first two were physical flings, and Chae-ah unnie something similar.
But that was just her guess.
No solid proof.
-Just say something vague. Make it up if you have to.
I sent a telepathic message to the trapped Yoon Hye-yoon.
Her face lit up, and she jumped in.
"We've actually been next-door neighbors since the first semester. We just clicked, started working out together... yeah, that's how it happened."
"I see. What about Ayoung? She seems shady too."
"Uh..."
Yoon Hye-yoon stalled again, sending me an SOS.
This could drag on forever, so I reabsorbed the avatar and quickened my pace.
I popped up right behind them.
"So, what do you think of the place?"
"Eek!? Oh... it's nice."
My voice startled Park Seo-yoon, her shoulders jumping.
Guilty conscience, huh?
"Wanna sign up?"
"With you and Hye-yoon here, it feels legit. I'll do three months to start."
Figuring there was nothing more to gain, she headed to the counter.
I pointed at her retreating figure.
"Hye-yoon, watch out for her."
"Seo-yoon unnie?"
"She was fishing about Ayoung earlier—trying to dig into our relationships. She's dangerous."
"I got that vibe too. But from her perspective, she'd be dying to know."
Yeah, probably.
"Curiosity doesn't mean we spill everything. Spill too much in excitement, mention the app or wireless-connected onahole, and boom—disaster."
"Come on, I'm not a kid. I'd never say that."
She thumped her chest reassuringly.
Still, I worried.
She was relatively innocent compared to the others.
'Ayoung would toy with Park Seo-yoon instead. Chae-ah unnie and Hee-jin have strong walls.'
Right on cue, Park Seo-yoon returned.
Tucking her wallet into her bag—she'd paid up.
"Got three months. Gonna squeeze in a quick workout since I'm here. You?"
I was beat, but light exercise wouldn't hurt.
Hye-yoon came to train anyway, so I'd play along.
"I'm wiped— just a warm-up for me."
"Hmm... what'd you do over the weekend to be this dead on Monday?"
"Told you. Monday blues."
She knew how wild my weekend was but asked anyway.
I ignored her probing look, and we all headed to the lockers to change.
Screech.
I emerged in training gear, but no one was around.
Sitting on a bench scrolling my phone, two pairs of sneakers appeared before me.
"Quick change."
"Did we keep you waiting?"
I looked up.
The outfit that made men's hearts race—more tantalizing than naked, somehow.
'Damn, her body's killer too.'
Leggings hugging her curves perfectly, paired with a tank top.
Every dip and swell was on display—no safe place to look.
Slim yet firm thighs, subtle pussy mound, smooth hip-to-waist line, massive tits.
I didn't ogle outright.
Just scanned casually as I stood.
"I'll hit the treadmill. You two do your thing."
"'Do your thing'? We're here to train properly."
Park Seo-yoon fired up. Better that way.
Let her burn off that nosy energy on me.
I split off and headed to the window-side treadmills.
Beep.
Set a brisk pace to conserve energy.
Jogging while alternating views of the outside scenery and gym reflections.
Try as I might to ignore it, something grated.
'...Crowds swarming around them.'
Irritation flared.
They were mine to look at.
Beep.
I hopped off the rail.
Joined the two diligently crushing legs.
Their faces were flushed from effort.
"Let's do it together. Kinda boring solo."
"Hng... sure."
"Okay... haat..."
I matched their workout, flaunting our connection to the onlookers.
A few recognized Park Seo-yoon, but her deep cap and vibe kept them at bay.
In the end, I followed them through a full circuit.
"Haa... haa... This place is great. Well-maintained, tons of equipment..."
"Right...? Probably the best around."
Workout done, they panted, wiping sweat from their brows.
Droplets clung to faces and cleavage; tanks stuck to skin. Pure temptation.
'Lucky their intensity wasn't too high.'
No major strain on me.
I took a swig of water and stood.
"Gonna shower."
"Me too."
"I'll head home then."
Yoon Hye-yoon and I naturally veered to the showers, while Park Seo-yoon gave an awkward smile.
"What? You're drenched."
"I'm an idol, remember? One glimpse of me naked by a stranger, and my career's toast."
Fair point.
Celebrity life sounded rough.
Always under scrutiny.
Then Yoon Hye-yoon clapped.
"Unnie, the women's showers here are private stalls. Full partitions—no peeking. Super safe."
"Really?"
News to me, but irrelevant.
The key was Park Seo-yoon might shower here.
I fanned the flames.
"Try it today and decide. Three months ahead."
"Maybe..."
She was already at the locker room door.
We split; I grabbed fresh clothes and entered the shower.
Shhh...
'Wonder what it looks like in there.'
Adjusting the water, curiosity about the women's side bubbled up.
I slipped in fast, sending an avatar to Hye-yoon.
Only two stalls occupied in the spacious room.
Privacy panels blocked views, but flesh-toned silhouettes showed.
Hair color gave it away too.
'Hye-yoon here, Park Seo-yoon there.'
I quietly opened the door to Hye-yoon's stall.
"Hnggg..."
Water masked my entry.
I smacked her ass to announce myself.
"Kyaa!"
"Everything okay? What happened?"
"N-no! Just cold water suddenly."
She spun around hastily.
Seeing the translucent avatar melted her tension.
"Pervert... peeping tom."
-Good workout?
"Yeah. Harder than usual."
-Let me check.
I approached, hand sliding down.
Her firm thighs were slick from the spray.
Deeper in, she shivered and looked up.
"We'll get caught by Seo-yoon unnie next door."
-Just stay quiet.
"Easier said..."
Yet she parted her legs invitingly.
I slid two fingers into her pussy.
"Haaang..."
-Time for a test.
"What test?"
-Pussy squeeze test. Clench on one. Relax on two. Got it?
She opened her mouth to protest, but I beat her to it.
-One.