Outdoor Sex Is a Natural Step for Lovers [First Outdoor Sex with Auntie Min-jung] (1)
My name is Jo Yu-mi.
I was abandoned.
"It's okay. You'll meet even better people after this."
The director of Hope Shelter was comforting the abandoned me.
But the truth was, it barely registered.
This was the third time I'd been cast aside, after all.
First by my biological parents.
Then twice more through failed adoptions.
I had a steel mentality by now—I'd adapted completely.
Fuck, what am I supposed to do when my personality turned out like this?
Still, it pissed me off a little.
The reason for the adoptions falling through was pure bullshit.
They said I didn't act enough like a girl.
For the record, I am ridiculously pretty.
Even I can see it. Anyone who looks at me ends up saying I'm beautiful without even thinking about it.
So they adopt me based on looks alone.
Then they get a load of my tomboy personality and behavior and quietly send me back.
Twice, no less.
It would've been so much easier if I'd just been born a guy.
That was what I decided.
Rather than twisting myself into the personality people wanted, I was just going to live the way I was born and raised.
After that, the adoption talk dried up completely, and life got a lot more comfortable.
Probably because word got around that I was a troublemaker.
Whoa… being born a girl… if it's someone like her, maybe it wouldn't be so bad…?
Living my messy little life, I met someone who made me genuinely curious about what it might be like to live as a woman.
"Hi. I'm Kim Min-jung. You can call me Auntie Min-jung. Mind if I sit next to you?"
She was so pretty.
No—beautiful.
And elegant, and warm.
Every kid at Hope Shelter trailed after her like ducklings.
And that same Auntie Min-jung sat down right beside me, saying a tomboy like me was actually cute.
Up close she was even prettier.
She smelled incredible, too.
So this is what a woman smells like.
If it meant becoming a woman like her, I could see the appeal.
That was the first day my path crossed with Auntie Min-jung.
"You've gotten so beautiful, our Yu-mi! You were pretty as a kid, but you've grown even more gorgeous—Auntie almost didn't recognize you!"
"Haha…! Hearing you say that makes me kinda shy, Auntie. I'm usually pretty deadpan about compliments."
Thanks to the traffic situation resolving itself in such a dramatic fashion, a peaceful mood settled over Geum Tae-yang, Kim Min-jung, and Jo Yu-mi.
After that, Jo Yu-mi's side began helping Geum Tae-yang and Kim Min-jung with their zombie corpse disposal mission.
In the middle of it, Kim Min-jung—her delight fully detonated—chattered away with Jo Yu-mi, her face blooming into a full smile.
Ahem… I heard Auntie did a lot of volunteer work at the orphanage… so this is the kid she connected with back then…
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch!
Geum Tae-yang, having just learned the story of Kim Min-jung and Jo Yu-mi's connection, dragged a whole pile of zombie corpses along while silently watching the two of them talk.
One of the things Kim Min-jung had always poured her heart into was supporting the kids at the orphanage.
Back when Geum Tae-yang and Park A-young were little, she had even done a lot of the volunteer work herself.
It was a personal wish heavily colored by the pain of her miscarriages.
But once the two kids beside her hit puberty, there was suddenly so much more that needed her attention.
As a result she couldn't volunteer as often as before and stuck to financial support instead.
Jo Yu-mi was one of the kids she had connected with during the height of her volunteer days.
Back then A-young wasn't the foul-tempered little gremlin she is now, so she used to tag along with Auntie all the time. The reason we stopped going to the orphanage for volunteer work had a lot to do with not wanting friction with Park Do-chul.
Park A-young had once dreamed of becoming a teacher and genuinely loved helping people, so she had gone on those volunteer trips with Kim Min-jung.
That shared background was why Jo Yu-mi still remembered Park A-young and had mentioned it when they recognized each other earlier.
But… the more I look at her, the more Jo Yu-mi feels somehow familiar to me too…
At the time Geum Tae-yang had only just started growing close to Kim Min-jung and Park A-young, and he had never joined them on the orphanage volunteer runs.
So officially this was the first time Jo Yu-mi and Geum Tae-yang had ever met face-to-face.
Yet Tae-yang kept feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity from her.
"Ah… so you stopped by the orphanage on leave and then the apocalypse hit?"
While Geum Tae-yang was turning various thoughts over in his head, Kim Min-jung and Jo Yu-mi were catching up on recent years.
Around her mid-teens Jo Yu-mi had reconnected with her maternal grandmother and left Hanseong Metropolitan City.
That was as far as Kim Min-jung's knowledge of her went.
After graduating high school, Jo Yu-mi had started working.
Then, right before the apocalypse broke out, she had visited Gwangmyeong Hope Shelter—the place she had stayed connected to the longest.
"After Grandma passed, I ended up leaning on the friends there a lot."
"So when I finally got a long leave, I came back, Auntie."
Jo Yu-mi explained the concrete background of her return to Hanseong to Kim Min-jung, who had only mentioned her own visit.
"Ah… so that's what happened…"
Hearing that her grandmother had passed, Kim Min-jung's expression faltered with sudden guilt.
"You don't have to make that face, Auntie. I'm still the same kid I was back then! It doesn't bother me at all!"
Knowing full well that Kim Min-jung was the angel type, Jo Yu-mi waved it off with a laugh.
"Hmm?"
In that moment Kim Min-jung glanced over at Geum Tae-yang, who had been quietly listening the whole time.
"Tae-yang, you don't know Yu-mi at all?"
She seemed puzzled that he had stayed in pure listener mode.
"No. First time seeing her today, Auntie."
Deep down Tae-yang still felt that flicker of familiarity, but he hadn't managed to pin down the reason yet, so he stuck to the "I don't know her" line.
"Really? Hmm… you're the same age as Yu-mi, and she was a pretty well-known alley boss back then… you'd think you might've crossed paths. That was right around the time you were running all over the place."
Kim Min-jung only tilted her head further at his firm denial.
The period she was talking about was after little Tae-yang had moved to Hanseong Metropolitan City and finally finished settling in.
Back then he had been so thoroughly loved by Kim Min-jung and Park A-young that his confidence had ballooned.
Unlike the careful, cautious life of his later puberty years, he had dashed around Hanseong with pure reckless energy.
Hmm… did we get tangled up back then? No way. I don't remember ever getting involved with any girls in those days. High school, sure, but not then.
Listening to Kim Min-jung, the reason for that familiar feeling kept hovering just out of reach.
But the decisive point was that the only women Tae-yang had ever really connected with outside of Kim Min-jung and Park A-young were the ones who appeared after A-young became a half-delinquent.
"Hey, Yu-mi. Sorry, but… would it be okay if Auntie mentioned that other name of yours?"
Kim Min-jung had read the uncertain look on Tae-yang's face.
She asked Jo Yu-mi carefully, almost seeking permission.
It seemed she wanted to bring up Yu-mi's other name.
"Yeah, it's fine, Auntie."
Jo Yu-mi agreed without hesitation.
"So, Tae-yang… when Yu-mi lived here, her name was Jo Nam-sik."
That had actually been Jo Yu-mi's real name.
Jo Nam-sik—an excessively boyish name.
Now that she had grown into such a thoroughly feminine face, it wasn't easy to bring up.
But she had given permission, so Kim Min-jung delivered the rather shocking real name.
"Jo Nam… sik?"
Geum Tae-yang's eyes went round the second he heard it.
"Ah! Gwangmyeong-gu Knuckle-Crusher Jo Nam-sik? You're that Jo Nam-sik?????"
Jo Nam-sik.
A girl having that name was unique enough, but the name itself wasn't that rare.
For Geum Tae-yang, however, it was a name tied to a nickname with no small amount of history, so it had definitely lodged itself somewhere in his memory.
And like a fish being reeled up from the depths, that memory broke the surface.
"Whoa… never thought I'd meet someone who still remembers that black-history nickname."
Scratch…! Scratch…! Scratch…! Scratch…!
The former tomboy who had beaten up every boy in the neighborhood as a little kid scratched her head in pure embarrassment.
"Nam-sik… you were a girl?"
After the shock, Tae-yang's face went completely blank.
Gwangmyeong-gu Knuckle-Crusher Jo Nam-sik—the kid who had once picked a fight with little Tae-yang himself.
Back then he had naturally assumed Jo Nam-sik was a boy.
"What on earth are you talking about? Tae-yang, you thought Yu-mi was a boy???"
Glance! Glance! Glance!
Kim Min-jung, piecing the situation together at a glance, looked back and forth between Tae-yang and Yu-mi in pure astonishment.
"Ah! So you're that Geum Tae-yang from back then! The one who kept treating me like a guy till the bitter end!"
In that same instant Jo Yu-mi seemed to remember him as well.
Back then Tae-yang and Yu-mi had fought spectacularly hard.
The reason the brawl had gotten so vicious was that Tae-yang—convinced she was a boy—had stubbornly refused to drop that stance.
In Yu-mi's memory, too, the image of that maniac who had kept treating her like a boy and thrown punches like a madman was still perfectly intact.
"The name's the same, but your build and everything else changed so much I never even considered it…"
The name Geum Tae-yang was definitely distinctive.
But that had been before his explosive growth spurt.
They were the same age, yet back then Yu-mi had actually been taller.
So she hadn't recognized the Tae-yang standing in front of her as the same kid she had once tangled with.
"Aha, then I'll go scout around a bit more for any leftover zombies while we burn these. Be right back."
Before they knew it the group had arrived at Mr. Kim's Private Incinerator.
They had gathered enough zombies, so it was time to start the burning.
Jo Yu-mi, who had heard about Do Min-chul's crew from Tae-yang on the way over, announced she would do a perimeter sweep.
"Oh, and Tae-yang—give me your phone number. If anything happens I'll need to contact you right away."
She held out her phone.
She's definitely bold. The way she casually says masturbation is her growth engine… looks changed a lot, but the personality's exactly the same.
Tap! Tap! Tap-tap-tap!
Tae-yang entered his number into the phone she handed him, clicking his tongue in mild amazement.
They were colleagues now, after all.
He had said they should share important information, and Yu-mi had coolly told him not only her class but also why she had been doing something as embarrassing as masturbating out in the open.
That was how he had learned her name through his unique trait, and why he had gone ahead and told her about Do Min-chul's crew as well.
The conversation had flowed so smoothly that the Jo Yu-mi who had once traded punches with him as a kid came through crystal clear.
"Where's Yu-mi?"
"She went to patrol the area for a bit, Auntie!"
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
Kim Min-jung, who had been watching the zombie corpses burn with focused intensity, looked mildly puzzled when only Tae-yang returned from the conversation outside the incinerator gate.
He answered her in a bright, steady voice.
"I see! Then we can just focus on the burning, right?"
Swoosh! Swoosh! Thud!
Hearing that, Kim Min-jung threw herself even more enthusiastically into clearing the zombie corpses near the incinerator.
She dropped into a proper deadlift stance, completely unconcerned with her appearance, and worked with pure diligence.
"Auntie, you really are the kind of person who brings happiness. In the end it was thanks to our connection with you that we cleared that Special Quest just now."
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
The sight of her was so endearing that Geum Tae-yang poured out praise as he walked over to her side.
"Heehee…! Just hearing you say that makes me so happy, our Tae-yang. Auntie's happy too. Meeting such a wonderful connection again like this."
Thud! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Still busy with the corpses, Kim Min-jung bloomed into a full smile and happily soaked up the compliment.
But unlike her, Tae-yang apparently had no intention of letting the tender feeling stop at mere words.
"Watching you look so happy makes me feel good too, you know…?"
Ziiiiip…!
The way he slowly pulled down the zipper on the lower half of Kim Min-jung's skintight combat suit—while she was still locked in that deadlift stance—made his true intentions perfectly clear.