episode_0053

“Kuul….”

“Keo-eok…. Keo-eo-eok…. Keuk, kek!”

I must have snored without realizing it. Due to the nasal congestion caused by the runny nose, I couldn’t breathe properly and woke up.

“Ugh….”

Looking at the clock, it was already past 2 p.m. Although the world clock is said to be 30 minutes slower than Japan in actuality, it didn’t feel significant enough to bother changing.

The room smelled musty from lack of cleaning, and there was an unused condom box lying next to it. The sunlight outside the window, casting a huge shadow at midday, reminded us once again that it was summer.

Furthermore, the air conditioner, which had been left on for about 3 hours, was turned off, making it a bit hot.

“Is Yoo-hee still asleep….”

Turning towards her, Yoo-hee sleeping soundly looked so adorable. Her chest pressed against me while sleeping was alluring, but I had no thoughts at the moment.

Only five memories. We had passionate sex to the point where it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say we poured out a week’s worth of desire. Maid Yoo-hee served me, and I played the role of a fitting master.

After emptying all my desires, the reality hit me once again.

“I hope she took her birth control pills….”

Seeing Yoo-hee’s pitiful yet alluring expression, I didn’t use a condom. I didn’t know Yoo-hee’s cycle, nor did I know if it was a safe day. Yoo-hee might be concerned about it, but I wasn’t.

“Ucha.”

I couldn’t feel my lower body. Although it was possible to walk using my muscles, the unique sensation of continuing the act dominated my lower body. It was the return of the philosopher’s time after a long time.

“….!”

「I support good love!」

A small piece of paper on the table. Scanning it with my smartphone, the result came out as “I support good love.” It seemed like the cleaning service had come to our accommodation.

And in one corner, I saw a sign that read “DO NOT DISTURB,” just like in hotels. I should hang this up from now on.

It seemed like we had plans for today, but everything was canceled now. After spending the night so passionately, I didn’t have the energy to move the next day.

Grrrrr.

As soon as I returned to the accommodation in the morning, my stomach growled. I thought about eating something, but I didn’t even bring cup ramen.

I couldn’t bring myself to wake up Yoo-hee, who was still sleeping. She must have consumed much more energy than me.

“I hope I can do well….”

I got up reluctantly and grabbed my wallet before heading outside.

Of course, I turned on the air conditioner.

~~~

“It’s hotter than I thought….”

I felt the same way when I returned in the morning, but it was indeed hot. As it became midday, it got even hotter. Perhaps because it was working hours, there weren’t many people around. It might be different if I went to Akihabara, but there was no need to go there just to buy cup ramen….

“Oh, that’s been a while.”

There was a convenience store in Korea and one that used to be in Korea facing each other.

“Irasshaimase.”

The cashier greeted me just like in Korea. I nodded in response without needing to say anything.

Even though all the items were in Japanese, I could tell what snacks or food they were just by looking at them. I headed straight to the cup ramen section.

“Oh….”

Although they were in Japanese, I saw cup ramen from Korean brands as well as Japanese ones, so I chose about five different types and also bought three bottles of what seemed to be 1.5L water. I also saw some triangular kimbap, so I happily bought tuna mayo kimbap as well.

“That will be 1492 yen.”

With a nervous heart, I approached the cashier. Although I couldn’t understand what the employee was saying, I roughly glanced at the numbers displayed next to me and placed 2000 yen in the blue basket. It seems like handing over money in a basket instead of hand-to-hand is the culture here.

In our country, there might have been similar situations at places like banks or post offices.

“I received 2000円. Here is 508円 in change.”

“Arigato… gozaimasu….”

“Hai. Arigatou gozaimasu.”

I had worried about what to do if I needed to buy a plastic bag like in Korean markets, but fortunately, they put it in a bag and even taped it up for me. I heard that convenience store hourly wages are higher here than in Korea, which might explain why.

“Phew….”

As I left the convenience store, I felt a sense of pride for some reason. Going to a Japanese convenience store alone, considering that I had relied solely on Yuhee yesterday, felt like a significant improvement. Even though I only said a simple “thank you.” Convenience store culture seems to be the same everywhere.

Now, all that’s left is to go back and cook cup ramen for Yuhee. Since I confirmed there is an electric kettle, cooking should be easy.

“Sousou.”

“Eung…?”

“Ima watashi no tonari ni meccha handsome na hito iru! A, meatta.”

While waiting at the pedestrian crossing, a high school girl was talking on the phone and looking at me. With her long hair tied in a ponytail and a face that somehow resembled Yuhee’s, she looked cute with a cat-like charm.

She was wearing a white sailor uniform with a skirt that reached her knees. It seemed a bit stuffy, but it wasn’t my place to comment.

“A school uniform….”

Come to think of it, I hardly ever see Yuhee in her school uniform. Even though she usually comes before 6, I usually arrive after 8, so I rarely get to see her in her uniform.

“I miss her….”

Yuhee is now 20 years old, and she’s probably done growing, so the uniform should fit her well. Should I ask her next time… I hope she won’t be embarrassed.

“Where did you go?”

“I bought some cup ramen.”

“Ah~ Thank you.”

Yuhee waiting for the water to boil looked so vulnerable for some reason. Her tank top’s shoulder strap was slipping down, and her cute belly was showing, giving off a somewhat alluring vibe.

Yuhee noticed my gaze and covered her stomach.

“Don’t look….”

“Sorry….”

It feels like I’m discovering various fetishes I didn’t know about in Japan. School uniforms, and could there even be a belly fetish? I can vaguely imagine how Yuhee would react if she found out about this.

“You bought the Japanese one?”

“Yeah.”

As we poured water into our cup noodles and waited, Yuhee had a Korean brand, while I had a Japanese brand. Unlike in Korea, there were corn kernels in the white soup. As someone who doesn’t like corn, it wasn’t a welcoming ingredient for me.

“Itadakimasu.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means ‘I will eat well.’”

“Ah, I see.”

It sounded familiar, and now I know what it means. Another thing learned.

When the noodles were cooked, I opened the lid to find small shrimp and corn pieces cooked together, emitting a slightly fishy smell. Should I eat it like shrimp ramen?

Slurp.

“Mmm….”

“How is it?”

“It doesn’t suit my taste….”

It felt like eating the broth that comes with regular ramen, with a hint of salt. It wasn’t terrible, but it wasn’t delicious either. Honestly, it was mediocre.

But I had to finish it since I couldn’t leave it.

“……”

“……”

With all my plans canceled, there was nothing much to do. If only there was something interesting on TV, but I couldn’t understand Japanese at all.

In that situation, the only thing left to do was physical contact.

“Chuup….”

I kissed Yuhee as I turned on the air conditioner and pulled the blanket over us. It wasn’t a probing kiss, but one filled with love, making Yuhee look even more lovely.

“Mmm….”

I never intended for things to go this way, but my lower half seemed to have a different idea as it pressed against Yuhee’s hips. It wasn’t a pleasant feeling, rather uncomfortable and painful.

“Yuhee, today…”

“I know.”

“I’m sorry…”

“Instead… do something for me.”

“What?”

“Take me out on a date tonight…”

“….”

Feeling embarrassed to ask for such a thing, I gently stroked Yuhee’s head.