Chapter 110: Small Hobbies, Part 4

Sip.

Hayoon, sipping her coffee through a straw, stood up with a thud.

“Are you… going to the bathroom?”

“Yes, I need to use the restroom.”

Perhaps due to the aftermath of that, Choi Arin couldn’t look Hayoon in the eye.

Hayoon gave a short reply and left the studio, heading straight for the bathroom. She took off her skirt, then her panties, and the sound of trickling water echoed.

Women had shorter urethras than men, and coffee had a diuretic effect.

Because of this, Hayoon had to sit a little longer than usual, but even considering that, it took her quite a while to get up.

Although she didn’t show it, Hayoon’s face was flushed too.

It was her first kiss, after all, so it would be stranger if she wasn’t flustered.

“
, what am I doing…”

Lately, she had been quite close with other girls.

Choi Arin went without saying, and even Hong Seo-hyun, after the cheek kiss, maintained a comfortable distance, unlike usual.

Perhaps she got a little carried away, losing her mind and kissing Choi Arin.

And then, she said…

‘Maybe I should start wearing peach-flavored lip tint.’

“That’s basically asking her to kiss me…”

It felt as though her brain was marinated in dopamine, crossing a line she shouldn’t have. However…

“But why didn’t she resist…?”

Even after having her lips stolen, Choi Arin didn’t resist at all.

If she had been angry, she would have made a scene during their awkward work session, but she didn’t.

That meant…

“Does this mean she’s okay with this level of skinship?”

Perhaps that was really the case.

Maybe she was secretly more open to these things than she let on, waiting for the other person to take the lead…

That’s why she didn’t say anything even after the kiss.

No, it would be stranger if she hadn’t been okay with it.

That would mean she was just enduring something she didn’t want.

She was clearly okay with it because she secretly wanted it.

Hayoon gradually rationalized the situation.

“It’s kind of hot…”

Imagining Choi Arin secretly wanting to be touched and kissed…

Hayoon felt a surge of desire and blushed.

Honestly, it would be more unnatural if she didn’t have such thoughts after being so physically close and even kissing.

“Haa…”

In the end, despite saying she was just going to the bathroom, Hayoon returned to the studio 30 minutes later.

“Oh, you’re back?”

Choi Arin, left alone, seemed to have been indulging in her own lewd fantasies, her face quite flushed.

The two women, in the enclosed space, were acutely aware of each other’s scent and reactions.

“Ah!”

Unable to bear the atmosphere, Hayoon abruptly stood up.

Then…

“If you don’t like it, say so. If you don’t say anything, I’ll keep doing this.”

Hayoon kicked Choi Arin’s chair to make her face her, and then leaned down and kissed her. Both women seemed as if hearts would pop out of their eyes, and perhaps because of that, there was no resistance to the second kiss. However…

“Why don’t you say you don’t like it?”

Hayoon pushed forward without hesitation.

“It’s not that I… dislike it…”

Choi Arin simply stayed still.

Both of their faces were flushed crimson, and in the end, they couldn’t say anything and returned to their respective seats, deciding to focus on their work.

But how could they focus in this atmosphere?

“Haa…”

“Hmm…”

Their breathing was strangely heavy.

As if they had made a silent agreement, both placed their left hands under their desks, fidgeting between their thighs as if wanting to do something.

Just when the atmosphere felt like something might happen, they would step back as if nothing had happened.

This was a routine for the women involved with Hayoon and their relationships.

“Unnie, I’m here.”

“Oh, you’re early?”

“Yeah, we had six classes today.”

Hayoon and Choi Arin, as if there had never been an awkward atmosphere between them, engaged in casual conversation and focused on their work.

However, they couldn’t completely go back to the way things were before.

“Did you change your lip tint? The color is different.”

“Yes, it’s peach-flavored…”

“Ah, peach…”

They had crossed a certain threshold. While they would pull away from each other as if frightened whenever things escalated too much, they had spent too much time together. Inevitably, they had developed consideration for each other.

“You’re not bringing alcohol anymore?”

“Uh, well, I don’t really… need to drink it anymore…”

If Hayoon changed her lip tint, Choi Arin quit drinking.

Quitting wasn’t as difficult as she had expected.

The addictive nature of alcohol was nothing compared to nicotine.

“It doesn’t even make me feel drunk. I thought, why bother drinking if I won’t get drunk.”

This was a bit of a contradiction.

She had been controlling her drinking from the start so as not to get drunk.

She wasn’t a heavy drinker; Choi Arin’s alcohol tolerance was about average for women.

However, the problem was that she now knew a more stimulating experience than alcohol.

If she had that experience while under the influence of alcohol, her heart and face would flush so intensely that she felt like she would explode.

So, she quit drinking.

The stimulation from alcohol and intoxication itself wasn’t much, but combined with that experience, her body couldn’t handle it.

“Hmm…”

Choi Arin fidgeted her toes under the desk, pretending to work on rigging.

She seemed to have gotten somewhat used to this kind of life, but not completely.

And Hayoon…

“Mmm…”

Applied her peach-flavored lip tint while looking at the mirror on her desk.

She wouldn’t wear makeup at school; if she did, the boys would bother her.

So, why was Hayoon applying makeup here in the Igloo, where there were few people?

It was simple.

“What do you think? Good color, right?”

“Uh? Yeah… good…”

She was trying to impress someone among the few people inside the Igloo.

Hayoon puckered and un-puckered her lips, making “Mmm” sounds, and then patted her knees.

It was a signal for Choi Arin to come closer.

“M-Me…?”

Choi Arin asked reflexively, but hesitantly stood next to Hayoon, as if she had been waiting for this.

And the next moment…

As Choi Arin closed her eyes and slightly lowered her head to match Hayoon’s eye level, Hayoon lightly kissed her approaching lips and then patted her shoulder.

It was a signal to go back.

“Hmm…”

“What? Not enough?”

“N-No!”

As Choi Arin pouted slightly and fidgeted her thighs, Hayoon teased her further, asking if it wasn’t enough and if she wanted more.

Only then would Choi Arin return to her seat, and their normal routine would resume.

This was a kind of agreement between Hayoon and Choi Arin.

They both knew that they had long crossed the line of normal physical contact, even between girls, especially after kissing.

However, if they suddenly stopped all physical contact, they would both feel psychologically uneasy due to the increased distance.

So, they decided to act as if pecks and butterfly kisses were no big deal.

Even if it wasn’t true, if they acted like it was, it would feel like it was.

The two girls simply chose not to increase the distance between them.

Hayoon’s teasing, asking if Choi Arin wanted more, was part of this.

If she said something like, “I’m going to pounce on you!”, Choi Arin would be scared and back off, so Hayoon acted tough instead.

“Could you check the rigging I’ve done so far? I’ll add more details, but I want a mid-point check.”

“Sure, just a moment.”

Although it was a somewhat distorted method, Hayoon and Choi Arin’s daily life was maintained this way.

Of course, both of them knew that this wouldn’t last forever, especially since they had already kissed.

Seoul Station.

The KTX station.

“Seoul! Seoul…!”

A petite woman with tanned skin quietly cheered with a clenched fist.

Her name was Seo Ji-woo.

An innocent girl from Ulleungdo Island.

“I’ll just stop by Olive Young…”

She opened a map app to familiarize herself with the unfamiliar streets of Seoul… or not.

She set her destination to a famous Olive Young store, known for having everything.

Island girls with tanned skin were always eager to buy cosmetics for skincare.

“I’ll go see Hayoon right after.”

She would stock up on supplies at Olive Young and then go see Hayoon, her boss, online friend, and fellow Vtuber (soon-to-be).

Of course, she would stay at Hayoon’s place, and also take care of her schedule as Utaite Lucy.

“Ah, this is going to be fun.”

It was her first time sleeping over at a friend’s house since kindergarten.

Seo Ji-woo couldn’t contain her excitement.