Chapter 62: Costume Gym Wear
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 62: Costume Gym Wear
My PT session with Yeong-eun came to an end.
After seeing off Yeong-eun—who promised to visit often now that she was an official member—I returned to focusing on my studies as usual.
Of course, that doesn't mean I had neglected my schoolwork because of my schedule with her. It was just that I’d been so focused on Yeong-eun that I hadn't had the mental capacity for anything else.
While I hadn't been lazy with my studies, I hadn't been able to give much attention to the group project I was doing with Miju and Ye-seul.
That was likely why Miju was currently staring at me with her cheeks puffed out in a pout.
"It’s really hard to even see your face these days, Oppa."
I had brought Miju and Ye-seul to my place to wrap up the group project due next week.
All that remained was the final organization of the PPT and the presentation itself, but I felt I had contributed far too little to the team. I had no excuse to offer them.
"I'm sorry."
"It’s because of that, right? I heard you were being dragged all over the place for Yeong-eun’s photoshoot," Miju said.
I nodded.
"I don't think I'll be going for a while. The preliminary research is all done, and only the actual shoot is left."
"Really?" Miju asked, locking eyes with me.
"Of course. I'm sorry I couldn't help more with the prep."
Lately, I’d been so caught up with Yeong-eun that I hadn't been able to keep up with my school assignments. Miju and Ye-seul had worked quite hard in the meantime.
Even though I offered to handle the presentation since I’d missed several meetings, it didn't entirely ease the weight on my conscience.
"I'll finish up the PPT we're working on now."
"Let's do it together. There isn't much left anyway. But in exchange, you're buying dinner tonight, Oppa?"
"Naturally. Tell me what you want to eat. Let's order delivery right now."
Her mood seemed to improve at that. A faint smile played on Miju's lips.
"Oh, by the way, Senior! When are you working with Yeong-eun again?" Ye-seul chimed in.
Being a fan of Yeong-eun, she seemed very interested. At Ye-seul's question, Miju flinched slightly and lowered her head.
"Probably... sometime next week?"
"Oho~. Then, you know..." Ye-seul paused for a moment, glanced at Miju, and continued. "Could we come to the set too?"
"Huh?"
"I figured Miju would be curious to see how you take photos."
"Ye-seul, you already know how he works."
"But Miju doesn't. She's never seen you in action, Oppa."
"Ah..."
"And I just want to see Yeong-eun in person a bit more."
There was no reason not to. Shooting Yeong-eun’s pictorial wasn't some top-secret operation, and their presence wouldn't be a distraction. I’d have to ask Yeong-eun, of course, but as her collaborator, I doubted she’d ignore my opinion.
"Miju, what do you think?"
"I... I think it sounds good... I'd like to see you working too, Oppa..." Miju answered in a small, shy voice.
"Alright. Let's do that."
"Great!"
"Then, we'll finish the project in a bit..." I picked up my phone and asked them, "Shall we eat first?"
Miju and Ye-seul’s eyes sparkled.
*
The food was delicious, and we finished the group project successfully.
Now, only the presentation remained. Since I had agreed to handle that, my work for the day was essentially done.
"You worked hard today."
"It was fun, Oppa!"
Having finished the task, Miju and Ye-seul headed back to their respective homes. Since it was getting dark, I walked them to the bus stop. On the way, I didn't forget to toss out the empty pizza boxes from dinner.
"Phew, what a hectic day."
Now, I just had to go home, finish my workout, and call it a day. Then a new day would begin. Still, if I could just push through tomorrow, it would be the weekend. I might actually get a day of rest.
Though I won't be skipping my workout.
Anticipating the upcoming holiday, I returned home. But as I reached for the doorknob...
"O-Oppa..."
I heard Miju’s voice from beside me.
"Huh? Miju? Why are you here? I thought you went home."
I had clearly seen her get on the bus.
"W-Well..."
Miju couldn't meet my eyes. Her face was flushed a deep red as she turned her head away.
"I... I was going to go home, but I just kept thinking about you."
"Thinking about me? We were just working on the project together. What else is there to think about?"
"T-That... Can we go inside and talk? It... it feels a bit hot out here."
Miju fanned herself with her hand, quickly changing the subject.
"Sure."
Once inside the living room, Miju couldn't seem to keep her gaze fixed on any one spot.
"By the way, did Ye-seul get home okay?"
"I saw her get on the bus. It goes right to her front door, so she probably arrived safely."
She brushed her hair back, emphasizing the line of her neck. No one could mistake the meaning behind that gesture.
However, the words that came out of my mouth were likely not the answer she was hoping for.
"Since you're here, do you want to work out?"
"Pardon?"
Miju blinked at me in surprise.
"We just ate pizza. We have to burn off those calories."
If we didn't exercise now, we’d gain weight. I hadn't worked this hard to build muscle just to lose it over a few slices of pizza. I wasn't sure when I’d developed this hardcore gym rat mindset, but the urge to exercise was surging through me.
"Ah..."
A look of clear disappointment flickered in Miju's eyes.
"What do you think?"
"It's not that I don't want to, but... is it really okay to work out at your house?"
"I have all the equipment, and we'll focus on exercises that don't make noise. Besides, my place is on the first floor, so you don't have to worry."
"..."
She clearly wasn't satisfied. But Miju wouldn't refuse. She wasn't the type to directly voice her own desires.
"...Alright."
Miju nodded.
[Applying hypnosis to Official Member Miju.]
[Switching to Gym Mode.]
"Then, could you go into the changing room and put this on? It's the gym wear I prepared for today."
I handed her a gym suit hidden inside a black bag. The real reason I’d insisted on working out was that I wanted to see her in this outfit as soon as possible.
What was it? You’ll see soon enough.
Miju pouted as she took the bag from me.
"You better teach me properly. I'm going to get my money's worth today."
I could hear the sulkiness—no, the sheer annoyance—in her voice. I wanted to comfort her, but...
Let's do that after the workout.
Rustle.
The sound of Miju undressing behind the door was vivid.
"Phew."
I tried to calm my racing heart. It wasn't just because she was changing. The reason I was nervous was because of the new gym wear Miju had taken in with her.
"Oppa... is this... is this right?"
As expected, Miju’s flustered voice drifted out from the changing room.
"That's the one. It's a new set of gym wear I got recently."
"It... it feels a bit strange."
She grumbled, but soon I heard the sound of fabric sliding over skin. A moment later...
"The... the fabric is really sparse on this gym suit."
"It covers way more than a tank top, doesn't it?"
Miju stepped out. Despite her complaints about the lack of fabric, she had put it on faithfully.
"O-Oppa, but this design... I feel like I've seen it a lot in hospitals."
"Hospitals do rehabilitation exercises too. Maybe that's why?"
"N-No... it looks just like a nurse's uniform."
Just as Miju said, the "gym wear" she was wearing was a snowy white nurse's outfit, so thin it was almost translucent. It was a white two-piece set made of spandex to allow for movement. The most striking feature of the costume was the plunging cutout right in the center of the chest.
Miju was even wearing a white nurse's cap with a bright red cross on it—though it was more of a headband than a cap.
Standing there tentatively, blushing with embarrassment, Miju looked like she’d stepped straight out of a nurse-themed spread in an adult magazine.
[Nurse Gym Wear – Grade: B]
This was a new piece of gym wear created through the Costume System I’d unlocked by leveling up the Shop. The point cost varied depending on the design. While the bikini I’d given Yeong-eun cost 150 HP, Miju’s nurse outfit cost 250 HP.
The reason I made a nurse outfit?
Naturally, it wasn't for my own personal de...sires, but because it had much better effects than standard gym wear.
[Traits: Body Correction, Abdominal Reinforcement, Calorie Burn.]
Perhaps due to the increased Shop Level, "Body Correction" was now a standard feature. On top of that, it had Calorie Burn and Abdominal Reinforcement. These were effects any fitness enthusiast would covet. If I could have made a male version, I would have made one for myself.
The problem is there are no male versions.
So, I definitely didn't make Miju wear this for my own personal satisfaction. Really. I mean it.
"Now, shall we start the workout? Since we're doing this at home today, you must! Not! Take off the gym wear."
I emphasized that we were at home. If the house suddenly transformed into a gym, the sense of cognitive dissonance would be too great. Now, let's see how well our nurse can exercise.
I laid out a mat and had Miju lie down. Her breasts, barely contained by the nurse outfit—I mean, the gym wear—spilled to the sides.
"Alright, let's focus on abs today. We're going to digest every bit of that pizza."
"You're so mean..."
I gave the whimpering Miju a kind smile.
"You're a devil..."
A devil? Where would you find a devil with such a bright, innocent smile?
"Okay, we're starting with Cross Knee Touches. Imagine you're wringing out your midsection and touch your elbow to the opposite knee. One! Two!"
The nurse, with her hands clasped behind her head, began to groan as she started the exercise. Every time her body writhed to my count, the sight of her breasts bouncing was spectacular.
"Good, you're doing great."
"Heut, haut."
The sight of an angel in white working out with her navel exposed was strangely erotic. Was it because the gym wear was so suggestive? Probably.
"Well done. Hold that form just a bit longer."
"Hup! Haup!"
Miju’s muscles rippled every time she moved. As the skirt-style nurse uniform fluttered, her panties teased me with glimpses of being seen or not. It was a sight to behold.
Is this what they call "panty-dazing"? It’s even better than staring into a campfire. So relaxing.
"You're doing great. Just a little more!"
Miju was struggling and panting, but she beamed at every word of praise. It was adorable.
"Now, let's change positions."
Let's stay focused on the workout. I trained Miju with passion. Or at least, I thought I did.
"Patient, what brings you in today? Where does it hurt?"
Miju looked at me with a sly, seductive smile. She even went as far as to subtly squeeze her breasts together.