Chapter 193: Seo ji woo gets

The phrase “spur of the moment couple” that Hayoon used wasn’t entirely inaccurate.

Both had felt a degree of affection for each other that went beyond friendship but fell short of love.

However, they never imagined they would fall for each other so completely during their trip to America.

And the overwhelming reason for this development was undeniably America’s uniquely open atmosphere.

‘How did it come to this…?’

‘But, if we’re a couple, what are we supposed to do now…?’

Hayoon silently chastised herself.

A CEO dating one of her own artists? That made her a failed CEO.

What would Do Jin-ho say if he found out?

[Wow,… I knew this would happen when you started interviewing and gathering only women.]

Wouldn’t he react like that?

Besides, he himself had rejected male Vtubers, claiming they had a high probability of failure.

He would likely tease Hayoon relentlessly, then ask for a bonus for his gacha games and leave.

‘This is dizzying…’

Hayoon felt dizzy just imagining such a future.

‘Wow, wow, wow…’

Seo Ji-woo was utterly shocked by the liberal American beach.

Although public indecency was a crime in America, the social climate rarely led to actual reporting, so many people walked around the beach with their tops and bottoms off.

Of course, for men, the extent of their exposure was usually limited to tight-fitting speedos…

‘They’re jiggling…’

But for women, the degree of nudity was significant.

As if to prove they were born with a +2 volume bonus, quite a few women walked around with breasts as large as Hayoon’s, jiggling freely without a bikini top.

And among them were even a few female couples, chatting casually with their breasts exposed…!

‘Crazy…’

This is the West…?

Seo Ji-woo was culturally shocked, but at the same time, she also thought it was a good thing she came to America.

Right now, Hayoon and Seo Ji-woo were sitting back-to-back, trying to cool their heads after their confession.

Honestly, Seo Ji-woo was certain that if she hadn’t seen those couples in America, her current relationship would have never formed.

If she hadn’t seen those couples, she probably wouldn’t have even been able to jokingly suggest they date Hayoon.

Seo Ji-woo fidgeted, silently reaching her hand back to find Hayoon’s.

Her hand, still slick with brown oil that she hadn’t fully wiped off, was crying out to be held…

Hayoon also noticed Seo Ji-woo’s hand movement from the corner of her eye.

She could have just asked to hold hands.

Hayoon sighed inwardly at Seo Ji-woo’s non-verbal communication, but that was more like Seo Ji-woo.

After all, the Seo Ji-woo Hayoon knew was a passive person.

Just confessing a moment ago was the most courage Seo Ji-woo could muster.

She didn’t want to push Seo Ji-woo any further. She simply turned her hand back and held Seo Ji-woo’s.

“…”

At this time, Hayoon’s hand was also still covered in brown oil.

Because of that, both their hands were slick and sticky, and they played a subtly suggestive hand game, showing their affection.

At a glance, it looked like a power struggle, and at another, an expression of love. This hand game went on for a while.

“Tube, got it. Brought it!”

“Huk.”

“Hup!”

Hayoon and Seo Ji-woo hastily let go of each other’s hands at Jonathan’s shout that he had rented a tube.

They hadn’t done anything special, but it felt like they had.

Although Jonathan had rented a tube, they barely went into the sea.

Hayoon and Seo Ji-woo walked around holding hands tightly, using the excuse of not wanting to get lost or harassed.

As they walked, they saw quite a few female-female couples like themselves and smiled brightly, as if they had found some kind of confirmation.

“I think we’re the prettiest girls here, right?”

“Wh-what are you saying…”

When Hayoon said that first, Seo Ji-woo waved her hands in denial, startled.

Seo Ji-woo’s complex was her chest, and this place was full of women with large breasts.

It was natural for Seo Ji-woo to lack confidence, but…

“No, I think our Ji-woo is the prettiest.”

“Uuuu…”

Hayoon walked along the beach with Seo Ji-woo, gently and suggestively stroking her neck.

This was Hayoon’s plan.

The confession and acceptance had already happened.

However, Hayoon was not satisfied with their reactions afterwards.

Hayoon was undeniably a top at heart; she couldn’t stand to see Seo Ji-woo being shy.

“If I had my way, I’d just hug Ji-woo right here, you know? Huh?”

“…then do it.”

“Huh?”

“Hug me then…”

“Alright!”

She pulled the shy Seo Ji-woo into a tight embrace.

Hayoon was over 170 cm tall and worked out regularly, while Seo Ji-woo was just a little over 150 cm.

When Hayoon hugged her with determination, Seo Ji-woo’s body was easily lifted.

However, since it was a sandy beach, her feet sank, making it difficult to walk.

Hayoon headed towards the water, still holding Seo Ji-woo.

It was easier to stand comfortably in the water.

Seo Ji-woo, as if sensing Hayoon’s intentions, wrapped her legs around Hayoon’s waist and climbed onto her body.

“I-I… can’t swim…”

“You… are from Ulleungdo…”

“W-well, that’s…”

“No…”

Hayoon was terrified at the thought of going into the water. Hayoon clicked her tongue and just kept moving forward.

The water rose to Hayoon’s ankles, knees, and thighs…

“Ugh, uuuuh…”

When the seawater lapped at Seo Ji-woo’s buttocks, she clung to Hayoon even more tightly, begging her not to do this.

“Is it cold?”

“It’s cold, so stop! Let’s go out!”

“Why are you being such a baby?”

“Hooo…”

Seo Ji-woo whined that she didn’t like the water.

There were many people in the sea.

She was probably embarrassed to be seen clinging to her like this, but if she let go of Hayoon, Seo Ji-woo didn’t particularly like the water.

Even in her Ulleungdo days, she would only splash around or go in the water when there was a tube. She couldn’t actually swim well.

In this situation, all Seo Ji-woo could do was whine and ask Hayoon to put her down.

“You… are mean… you know…?”

Hayoon, finding Seo Ji-woo cute, adjusted her hands and squeezed her small, distinctive buttocks.

She was a lewd demon, but Seo Ji-woo just trembled and clung to Hayoon.

Honestly, she kind of liked this atmosphere.

The pressure from Hayoon, who pushed forward despite her feigned resistance…

‘Why… do I like it…?’

It confused Seo Ji-woo.

Confused, but for now, she complied. Hayoon savored Seo Ji-woo’s reactions until she was satisfied, then came out of the water.

Their bond seemed to have been strongly solidified.

Hayoon and Seo Ji-woo had dinner at a famous restaurant recommended by Jonathan Woo and returned to the hotel.

Even after all that fun, they still had three more days in the US. Hayoon and Seo Ji-woo, now a couple, decided to watch a horror movie.

It was a typical American horror movie about a family who buys a suspiciously cheap house somewhere in America, experiences strange phenomena, calls in a demonologist couple, and exorcises the demon that has possessed someone.

“…”

Seo Ji-woo buried her face in Hayoon’s chest and couldn’t bring herself to watch the TV screen.

Poor Hayoon had to pretend to be strong and endure the horror scenes.

‘No,
… I’m scared too…’

Seo Ji-woo was so openly scared that Hayoon couldn’t do anything.

After finishing the horror movie, just as they were thinking of going to bed…

“Want to sleep together?”

“Sh-should we…?”

Hayoon subtly suggested they sleep in the same bed.

Seo Ji-woo agreed and snuggled under the covers with Hayoon…

“Hng, hyaat!”

“…”

That sound came from the next room again.

Hayoon and Seo Ji-woo, without a word, avoided each other’s gaze and exchanged glances.

It was awkward.

For a fresh couple in their early twenties, trying to sleep chastely in the same bed, that sound was an incredibly powerful catalyst.

And, sure enough…

“Ji-woo.”

“U-huh…?”

Hayoon took the bait.

Hayoon, already lenient about physical intimacy between women, had her boundaries pushed back another step after coming to America…

On top of that, she was now in a “legitimate” couple relationship with Seo Ji-woo, with consent.

In this situation, it was impossible not to have such thoughts.

“Should we show them once?”

“Wh-what…”

“The women next door are so loud. Should we make some noise too? So they can’t do it again?”

“W-wait… H-Hayoon…?”

She pulled Seo Ji-woo under the covers…!

“Kya, kyaak!”

“Where do you think you’re going, you
!”

“D-don’t do this. Hahk…”

It strongly hinted that the water wouldn’t dry up for the rest of their US trip.

Author’s Note:

This is the end of Ji-woo’s side story.

I will do my best with the remaining side stories.

It’s difficult trying to finish them in a short period of time.