Chapter 23: How to Tame Someone Else's Girlfriend
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 23: How to Tame Someone Else's Girlfriend
"Huh?"
She looked visibly flustered, likely because I had called out to her so coldly all of a sudden.
It made sense. Just a moment ago, I had seemed at a loss, so a sudden shift in attitude would be jarring.
"I think you're misunderstanding something right now."
I had almost been swept up in the atmosphere for a second.
But I hadn't done anything wrong.
If temptation was a sin, then I was guilty, but the one who succumbed to that temptation was just as guilty.
We weren't a one-sided perpetrator and victim.
We were more like accomplices who had made a choice for the better.
"This wasn't something I did just for my own sake."
Our eye levels, which had been perfectly aligned just moments ago, began to shift.
Yu-min, who had been facing me, slowly began to look up at me.
I didn't even need to look angry.
Simply stating an obvious fact with indifference was far more effective.
I’d dealt with situations like this before.
When dating in the real world, a girlfriend who pushed back emotionally was always a formidable opponent.
They were always ready to cry at a moment's notice, screaming at the top of their lungs in the street to draw attention.
All they did was appeal to emotion while collapsing onto the ground.
But that tactic was incredibly effective.
When people start whispering, you naturally shrink back and end up apologizing even when you've done nothing wrong.
The moment the apology leaves your lips, the girlfriend stops crying and retorts with, "What exactly did you do wrong?"
From the moment you admit fault, it becomes a cycle of endless apologies—the beginning of a relationship where you are the subordinate.
Having been subjected to this countless times, a countermeasure naturally came to mind.
It was wisdom wrung out of the instinct that I couldn't live my life being a fool forever.
"Was I the only one who enjoyed it? We both had a good time, so I don't know why you're acting like this."
It’s foolish to counter a woman's emotion with a man's reason.
If she comes at you with emotion, you have to respond with emotion.
However, acting purely recklessly would just be a kindergarten-level argument, so it was important to mix in a bit of logic.
"Yu-min, I like you too. But it makes me sad when you act like this."
"N-No, I just..."
"I know. Are you worried I'll throw you away? I told you I won't."
You must never apologize.
You have to place words that show you understand their heart on your tongue, all while maintaining the upper hand.
"B-But..."
I understood how Yu-min felt.
A relationship she had maintained since before becoming an Academy cadet had vanished in a single night, so it was natural for her to feel anxious.
But that’s one thing, and this is another.
I didn't enter this novel to play house with twenty-year-olds.
I came here to twist those games to my liking and take control.
"Fine. What is it you want to say?"
I had to be forceful yet considerate.
I couldn't get angry; I had to create an atmosphere that said, 'I want to work this out through conversation.'
In dating, the dominant and subordinate roles aren't determined by gender or tears.
The one who seizes control of the conversation is the dominant one—the master.
"I-I just... I..."
Yu-min looked like she was about to burst into tears if I pushed her just a little more.
If she started sobbing, the conversation would be over, so I had to soothe her now.
"You can take your time. It's okay."
I had to give her a taste of sweetness—the feeling that I would wait for her forever—to keep her from crying.
It was only right to tame her step by step, using the carrot and the stick appropriately.
"...Tae-yang... You're... so p-popular... ah..."
Yu-min looked at me with a trembling voice and tearful eyes.
The hearts of twenty-year-old women are all the same. Actually, it's not just women; it's just how people are.
She had suddenly cheated with another man, only to find out that the man was incredibly popular.
She must have imagined that she could be discarded like a disposable tool at any moment.
There is no tool in this world more effective at ruining a relationship than one's own imagination.
That's why she came to my house.
To erase the suspicions in her mind.
To find the certainty that I wouldn't abandon her.
She had surely brought up 'other women' on purpose just to play the role of a broad-minded woman.
I'm this open-minded, I'm this understanding... surely he won't throw me away? Not me?
Her thoughts were transparent.
This wasn't a situation I was experiencing for the first or second time.
A way to handle it? I knew it so well I was sick of it.
"Come here."
I gently pulled Yu-min into an embrace and patted her back.
"Ugh... hng... Tae-yang..."
The way she burst into tears the moment she was in my arms was also very familiar.
It was proof that I was following the most ideal steps for taming her.
"It's just that I'm not emotionally ready yet."
I must never say I like her or love her here.
Once people receive confirmation, they feel relieved, and once they feel relieved, they become lax.
I had to plant a tiny seed of the possibility of being abandoned so she wouldn't slack off.
That way, she would always be nervous, watching my every move, and striving to show me only her best side.
I just have to make her think this is love.
Love exists in many forms.
A love where you care for each other with pure hearts and become comfortable.
A noble love that goes beyond belief and trust into total devotion.
All of those were far from the kind of love I pursued.
A love that trembles in anxiety and gasps for affection.
Perhaps it was because I pursued this form of love that I ended up in Baek Tae-yang's body.
"I have no intention of throwing you away, and nothing you're worried about will happen."
Every time the sweet poison seeped into Yu-min's ears, her crying slowed.
Her bloodshot eyes were looking up at me.
Deceived by the pleasant sweetness, she drifted further from the essence of the situation.
"But it makes things very difficult for me when you don't listen."
"I-I'll listen, Tae-yang. Okay? I really won't act like this anymore..."
"How can I believe that?"
I flipped the situation.
Her complaints about wanting me to choose her turned into a plea for me not to abandon her.
"T-That... I..."
The confident woman who had boldly grabbed my cock earlier was long gone.
Only a small girl remained, starved for love and desperate to stay on good terms with the first man she had slept with.
I could have just waited to see what she would say, but I didn't want to waste time.
"Give yourself to me."
Not many words were needed. A short sentence and a deep kiss filled the void.
We shared saliva, our tongues tangling until we were breathless, licking each other's teeth.
I made her feel love inside her mouth rather than hearing it spoken aloud.
"I'll... I'll give myself to you... everything... please believe me..."
The face of a dazed, enchanted female appeared.
A pathetic sight, offering everything up as long as I would take it.
This was our love, and the only way she could remain by my side.
Now, all I had to do was make her mind go blank so she couldn't think of anything else.
I lowered my trousers and slowly stroked Yu-min's hair.
As I stroked her, I made her lower her body and gently pressed my dick against her cheek.
"You know how you're supposed to give yourself to me, right?"
"Ye... yes... I know..."
Her eyes, once filled with sadness, went empty, replaced by starving love and lust.
The way Yu-min opened her mouth wide to take me in and suck was a testament to her love and a yardstick of her affection.
"Keep doing exactly this, and I'll believe you."
She made choking sounds as my dick hit the back of her throat, which must have been painful, but she kept moving her head diligently.
She answered by blinking her eyes and worked her mouth pussy hard.
I could see the tears falling from her face, rolling down her cheeks and into her lips.
Her sadness was eventually absorbed into love and vanished.
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"Why!!! Why!!! Why!!! Why won't things go my way!"
A man continued his destructive rampage, throwing or smashing every object on his desk.
After repeating this for about five minutes, he stopped when his hands became swollen like dough.
"I can't observe anything, so I don't know what the situation is! All I can do is summon monsters!"
If he had known the situation just a little better, or at least been able to identify the surrounding characters, he wouldn't have just poured out monsters.
He would have turned the entire area into a Dungeon or trapped Baek Tae-yang alone, but he couldn't see a thing.
The man kept muttering and thinking, tearing at his hair.
"Where did it go wrong? This has never happened before... Everything turned weird after I brought that guy in!"
How can he possess Baek Tae-yang! Why! Why! He kept screaming in the solitary space.
In the room where not a single ray of light entered, a dusty monitor was the only source of illumination.
"I'm... I'm God... so why..."
Hoping for a solution, he had even posted on the internet.
He hoped someone would solve his problem; how long was he supposed to be the only one agonizing over this?
The man agonized and wailed. At this rate, there was a high possibility the story wouldn't reach the ending he wanted.
The cover that read <Academy Pure Love Diary> was gradually becoming worn.
For now, it was as stiff as a freshly printed hardcover, but it was only a matter of time before it needed replacing.
"I changed the world for this... Baek Tae-yang! Baek Tae-yang! Everywhere I look, it's Baek Tae-yang!"
On the internet news, articles about Baek Tae-yang were appearing non-stop.
Even to the man's eyes, he had a handsome face, a sculpted body, and even immense power—he had everything.
It was impossible for him not to be popular.
"I want to send this guy to hell no matter what!"
[Ding! A reply has arrived.]
"O-Oh!"
A reply had arrived just in time. The man moved his obese body as nimbly as possible toward the monitor.
With a few clicks, the reply window appeared, and as soon as he saw it, he slammed his keyboard.
"What is this...! I didn't post this just to hear this kind of crap...!"
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[The novel isn't going the way I want it to] - Pure Love Diary Writer
-This is Pure Love Diary Writer's 12th post about their concerns-
The novel won't listen to me... Isn't the author God?
This is seriously ridiculous... Why won't it be written the way I want?
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Reply to [The novel isn't going the way I want it to] - Pia-chan
Huh? lol. The author is invincible, and the reader is God.
What kind of nonsense are you talking about? lol. I can tell exactly what kind of trash you're writing just by looking at this~
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His jaw fat trembled violently. This was the first time he had been this angry since yesterday.
"You're lucky I have more important things to do...!"
He had to erase Baek Tae-yang from this novel immediately.
"It just so happens that April is when the field training begins..."
He looked at the calendar. He couldn't see the details of the situation, but he could create as many dangerous scenarios as he wanted.
"Do you really think you'll be any different...?"
There would be no mercy.