episode_0029

Cursing inwardly, I barely managed to resist the urge to bang my head on the table and scream.

Just because I didn’t see it directly, reacting like this just because I realized that something big brushed against my butt.

I involuntarily let out a sigh. Unbelievable.

“Phew….”

I struggled to stand up on Snowman8’s legs.

It wasn’t because my legs were weak, but because I tried to prevent my body from falling down due to the heat I felt on my butt.

I can’t believe how embarrassing it is that my body doesn’t listen to me just because of this.

Feeling a sense of shame that no one would understand, I stood up again, staggering towards the bar staff.

“Excuse me, where’s the restroom?”

“Oh… go out, on the left… take the key.”

Confirming that it was an angle that Jang Je-hoon couldn’t see, I reached out and took the key.

As the staff handed me the key, he unnecessarily placed one hand on my back of the hand and touched it while passing me the key.

Thinking that he was a rude guy for touching my hand like that, I clicked my tongue and went outside.

“Prada-nim.”

“Huh?”

But as I stepped outside, Snowman8, who had followed me without me realizing, suddenly called out to me from behind.

Without thinking, I greeted him with a poker face, then quickly changed my expression as I realized he was one of the guys who had just been playing Lyrica.

“Oh, Snowman8-nim… why are you like this?”

“…Seems like you’re drunk, are you okay?”

“Huh?”

I tilted my head at Snowman8’s words, raising my chin to look at his face.

Through the blurry vision, I saw a face that could be described as manly if spoken nicely, or like a naive bear if spoken negatively.

Frowning, as I examined his expression closely… it seemed genuine.

It wasn’t an act to get points by pretending to worry.

“Ugh… haa….”

[Desire Discontent 1]

At that moment, with the desire score exceeding 25, Desire Discontent 1 was activated.

My head immediately felt dizzy, feeling the heat rising on my face, I staggered a bit.

“Oops…!”

Upon that, Snowman8 immediately grabbed my shoulder in surprise, stopping me in my tracks.

Feeling dizzy, with the desire discontent and the desire to vomit due to intoxication… it felt like there were three not-so-good penalties overlapping.

It became difficult to think rationally.

“Ah… luckily, it’s fine… follow me.”

“Huh?”

“Follow me, bear.”

Feeling the heat rising on my face, I showed Snowman8 the restroom key in my hand, pulling on his collar.

The guy who was standing there absentmindedly obediently followed me as I led him, all the way to the restroom on the second floor of the building.

“Pr-Prada-nim, are you drunk?”

“Come on… don’t bother me.”

Leading Snowman8 to the restroom, I immediately closed the door and started taking off my top.

As I unbuttoned my shirt from the corset skirt that was lightly cinched at the waist, Snowman8 urgently turned around and stood behind me.

“Prada-nim?! Hey, wait a minute?!”

“Ah… leave it, help me a bit….”

“Uh, are you going to vomit? Should I hold your clothes? Or should I tie your hair up?”

It seemed like Snowman8 had misunderstood my reason for taking off my clothes.

Feeling dizzy and not wanting to explain unnecessarily, I pointed to my back with my chin.

“No, just check my bra size….”

“Huh?”

“I might have a hard time if I drink more, so tell me my chest size… but I can’t remember.”

“Wait a moment… Prada-nim, if you can’t remember, just make up something….”

“I’m doing this because I can’t help it, so just look at it quickly. I didn’t want to take off my bra and put it back on again… Please just help me out a bit.”

“Why are you doing this to me?”

“You’re the only one trying to comfort me a bit. Hurry up… It’s cold.”

I grumbled irritably, shaking my dazed head from side to side.

On a really cold day, with only a bra on, my body shivered uncontrollably. Snowman8, hearing my trembling voice, quickly turned towards me in surprise.

Seeing my blushing face, I turned my body, brushing aside the curly strands of my hair with my hand, guiding them forward. With one arm, I hugged my chest tightly, making it easier to unhook the bra.

“Do you see the hook at the back? If you undo it, you can see the size inside.”

“Yes, yes…”

“Hurry up.”

“P-Prada-nim… You don’t have to go this far… Just go home, I’ll send you a taxi.”

“I have no intention of going back today, so hurry up. It’s cold.”

In the end, Snowman8 approached me, seeing me shivering uncontrollably, and reluctantly reached out to unhook my bra with clumsy hands.

As soon as the bra was unhooked, I felt a sense of weightlessness as my chest swayed and dropped in front of me.

It maintained a surprisingly beautiful shape, but seeing this, gravity is definitely a scary thing.

Feeling my chest swaying again, I staggered forward, but Snowman8 hurriedly reached out to hold me under the chest with his arm, helping me regain my balance.

“I-I’m sorry.”

“Um… No, you have good manners.”

Although his arm touched my chest a bit, it couldn’t be helped, so it was okay.

As I stood still, the guy who had released my arm hesitated but eventually, as if he had no choice, quietly read the size written inside my bra.

“65… J-cup…?”

“Ah… Okay, can you hook it back for me?”

J-cup… Even holding one side of my chest with both hands, it didn’t fit, so I thought it was big.

With a height of less than 160 cm, it’s a huge size. Originally, if it were my body, it would have been a handful of chest in one hand.

Following my instructions, Snowman8 re-hooked the bra for me.

Compared to properly gathering and wearing it at home, it became a bit uncomfortable… But I guess I have to be satisfied with this.

After putting on my shirt again and fixing my clothes, I tried to open the closed bathroom door and leave… But I froze in place when I saw Snowman8 quietly standing there.

“Haah….”

This guy, he’s got a huge erection.

He probably has no idea, but… His outline is clearly visible above his pants. I can feel that shape.

It’s quite big… Because of my sexual desire, my gaze naturally goes towards his large penis, and my mind is filled with strange thoughts.

Anyway, even if some time passes here, everyone will think, “Oh, they’re just taking a little longer in the bathroom!” and if I just put it in here, my desire will definitely be satisfied…

“Let’s go out.”

It’s dangerous.

Something other than me is gradually taking over my mind.

Feeling my face getting hotter and my insides tightening, I opened the bathroom door and went outside.

It’s better to avoid being in a confined space with this guy.

Returning to the drinking party, I sat back down with Snowman8.

Somehow, the people at the drinking party kept glancing back and forth between Snowman8 and me, and Gong Jeong-hoon was staring at other people with a stern expression.

[Look! What’s with the two of them going to a hotel! Really… Why is everyone acting weird today…! Just annoying noises…! Ah… Just put that fork in that mouth in front of me…!]

Hearing the voice of Gong Jeong-hoon echoing in my head, it seemed like Snowman8 and I were secretly disappearing while they were whispering about going to the hotel.

They are really low-class scumbags.

Sure, I knew a girl who was a bit of an otaku, but she wasn’t this trashy… It’s strange.

Even looking at Snowman8 and Gong Jeong-hoon’s attitudes, it didn’t seem like they were originally like this, but it seemed like the atmosphere and behavior were getting weird because of me.

I’ve heard of this kind of behavior from a cosplayer I met before. They called it a circle crusher.

Of course, it wasn’t intentional, but it felt like every man’s gaze was on me, only thinking thoughts related to me.

“Oh! P-Prada-nim…! You didn’t give me a punishment earlier, would you like a drink or…”

“J-cup.”

“What?”

In the brief silence among the people, GND7 once again approached me, asking about my chest size.

Unbelievable. When a normal woman leaves her seat, isn’t it natural to think that she left for a moment because she didn’t want to talk about it anymore?

…It’s incomprehensible.

To these guys, I wasn’t seen as a woman, just a female.

I quietly poured water into my empty glass and repeated my chest size.

“It’s 65 with a J-cup.”

“J, J-cup?”

“Wow…”

[J-cup….]

Immediately, all eyes focused on my chest, feeling like arrows piercing me. Not only these otaku guys, but also people at the next table, the staff, and others from different tables were all staring at my chest.

Damn.

The intense focus on my chest increased my desires.

With the sexual desire activated, the desires rose faster.

Sexual dissatisfaction 1 was activated, and again, the desires increased.

I took out my smartphone from my pocket and felt like my desires had already risen to 29 in that short moment.

I feel like I’m going crazy.

“S-S Let’s play a drinking game! So, this time… Oh, it’s Prada-nim.”

“…Do you know drinking games?”

After a while, to dissipate the atmosphere focused on my chest, a bottle of soju was passed around on the table again.

This time, I was the one to decide the drinking game.

I immediately took out about three tissues and laid them on the floor, placed a beer glass on top, and filled it to the brim without letting the foam rise.

Originally, it was supposed to be done with vodka in smaller glasses, but… I only knew this one drinking game.

“This is the only one I know… Do you know what game this is?”

“Oh, this… Is it surface tension?”

“A game using surface tension…?”

“That’s correct, but the drinking game itself is called Surface Tension. Prada-nim, you’re playing a rough game?”

I didn’t know it was actually a drinking game called Surface Tension, but it seemed like everyone was unfamiliar with it.

If that’s the case, I didn’t need to explain separately, which made things easier for me.

It’s not to brag, but… I was not bad at this game. It was a game I often played with Russian guys and it was simple but fun.

The person who overflows a bit while passing the bottle around has to drink it all.

It’s a drinking game that suits men.

I liked the fact that the person who loses has to drink it all at once, rather than sipping it slowly.

It’s a bit disappointing that it’s not vodka, but vodka is too much for me right now.

With this game, it’s fair to compete based on individual skills, it’s not difficult, and it’s impossible to force someone to drink against their will.

There, due to the nature of the game, as more people join, it becomes overwhelmingly advantageous for beginners.

I carefully poured beer into a glass to start the game right away.

“…Huh?”

“What?”

And just like that, I lost.

…I didn’t think about the fact that pouring beer would create foam.

Damn.