“What… … ?”

    I’ll give you a girl’s name, so introduce yourself with that… … ?

    That won’t work.

    My identity might be at risk.

    “Ji, Jihyun… … , why is the girl’s name… … .”

    “What boyfriends like the most is a pretty girlfriend, but if the face is pretty, wouldn’t it be better if the name is pretty too?”

    Han Ji-hyun said with a bright smile.

    That’s true, it’s crazy when a girl with a pretty face also has a pretty name…

    but…….

    “And among the aegyo that boyfriends want to see, there is one where the girlfriend says her name in the third person.”

    “Where on earth do you know such things… … .”

    I asked in frustration.

    Han Ji-hyun smiled beautifully without saying a word.

    “You… … , can you do it?”

    “What?”

    “Can you talk to me while referring to yourself in the third person?”

    To escape this crisis, I pushed Han Ji-hyun.

    “What an embarrassing thing, if you can’t do it, then neither can I… … .”

    “Jihyun can do it.”

    At that moment, Han Ji-hyun said to me.

    I planned to push her and convince her, but my plan was abruptly put on hold.

    “Jihyun is drinking water and getting a cold.”

    Han Ji-hyun spoke to me with a cute expression.

    “Ahh… … , Oh, really… … ? I’ll get you some water… … .”

    “Jihyun likes her older brother.”

    She said to me with a smile.

    “Yeah… … ? Me, I like it too… … .”

    Why do you do this so well without any shame?

    “Jihyun would like her brother to introduce himself using a girl’s name.”

    She spoke to me with an expectant look in her eyes.

    Since she had already started referring to herself in the third person, there was no way out for me.

    Ugh… … .

    * * * * *

    “Huh… …, okay. What name should I give my brother?”

    “Um… …, what should I do? Yoona, Minji, Jooah, Soyoung… … .”

    She rattled off the girls’ names with excitement.

    Ugh… … .

    Every time a name came out of her mouth, my heart sank.

    One of those names is something I absolutely have to do… … .

    “What do you like, oppa?”

    She asked me brightly.

    Not really… … , not really like it… … . Not at all… … .

    “There’s Mimi, and there’s Ayoung… … .”

    She said with a smile, feeling happy.

    Mimi? Ayoung?

    It’s the worst. The worst.

    I’d rather have Yuna and Minji. Mimi and Ayoung seem like they’re going to die.

    I pictured myself introducing myself as Mimi or Ayoung.

    I felt like I wanted to die right now.

    I thought about which was worse, Mimi or Ayong.

    These may be really pretty names for girls, but

    These were all the worst names, so much so that I, as a man, could not decide which was better.

    In my opinion, Mimi was feminine yet childish, and Ayoung was too extremely feminine.

    When I do Mimi, I feel ashamed of being a little girl.

    I thought that when I became Ayoung, I would feel ashamed, like I had become a real adult woman.

    “Hmm… …, Yoona, Bora, Mimi, Ayoung… … .”

    Han Ji-hyun cutely looked up at the sky and said the names.

    Look, look… … !

    At that time, a name came to me that gave me hope.

    Bora is also a name mainly used for women,

    It is also a color name,

    Because it includes the strong pronunciation of ㅂ짜, it was able to give off a somewhat neutral feeling.

    If a man’s name is Kim Ah-young, all his friends will tease him,

    If a man’s name was Kim Bo, it might be a little funny, but it didn’t seem to be terribly strange.

    Of course, I was better than Mimi or Ayong, but I didn’t want to be Bora.

    “Look, how about Bora?”

    I had to avoid the worst, so I held back my tears and made a suggestion to Han Ji-hyun.

    “Um… … .”

    Han Ji-hyun was worried.

    “Shall we go to Bora… … , … ?”

    I asked her with earnestness, watching her expression.

    “Um. No.”

    … … Han Ji-hyun refused.

    “Let’s do Ayoung.”

    Han Ji-hyun said with a bright smile.

    !!!!!!

    “That… …, Jihyun. I think Bora would be better than Ayoung.”

    “I like Ayoung.”

    “Yoona… …, what do you think?”

    “Ayoung.”

    “Mimi… …, how about this?”

    “Ayoung.”

    “Ayoung?”

    “Yeah. Ayoung.”

    “Yeah… … .”

    “From today, oppa is Ayoung.”

    “Yeah… … .”

    Ah… … , ahh… … .

    It ended up being the thing I least wanted.

    The name Ayoung is really pretty as a girl’s name.

    That’s why, as a man, it was the thing I hated the most…

    Ugh… … .

    “From now on, when you play the role-reversal game, your oppa is not Ryu In-ho, but Ryu A-young.”

    Han Ji-hyun pointed at me with her finger and said with a stern expression.

    * * * * *

    “Okay, then introduce yourself.”

    Han Ji-hyun looked up at me and spoke while sitting on the sofa.

    Ah-young.

    I feel like I’m going to die from shame. I feel like I’m going to die…

    “Ahemhem… … ! Hmm… … .”

    I couldn’t do it, so I wasted time.

    “Do it quickly. Speak politely.”

    Han Ji-hyun said with a charming tone.

    “Ugh… … . Hello… … .”

    I said in a voice that was almost crying.

    “Ah, it’s Ayoung, so I have to make it cute and bright. Again.”

    “Ah, hello… … . I’m Ayoung… … .”

    “Oh my, it’s Ayoung.”

    “Yes… … .”

    “Your face is pretty, and your name is pretty too?”

    She spoke to me with a smile, as if she were looking at a younger woman.

    Ugh… … .

    “Yes… … .”

    “What kind of drink does Ayong like?”

    “I like cola… … .”

    “Ayoung, you have to put your name in front when you talk.”

    Han Ji-hyun said with a pure smile.

    “Ugh… … . Ayoung likes cola… … .”

    “Oh, really?”

    “Yes… … .”

    “Ayong, would you like to come and sit down for work?”

    Han Ji-hyun said, tapping the seat next to her on the sofa.

    I went and sat down next to her.

    “What kind of skinship does Ayoung like?”

    “Ayoung… … .”

    I was troubled to the point where I felt like crying.

    “Ayoung likes kisses… … .”

    “Yeah… … ?”

    Han Ji-hyun smiled brightly and kissed me.

    “Um… … .”

    She suddenly hugged my neck tightly and kissed me forcefully, as a man would do.

    So I couldn’t help but scream without realizing it.

    “Ayoung, what else do you like?”

    Han Ji-hyun asked with a smile.

    “Ayoung likes to touch breasts. I… … .”

    I was talking about other skinship,

    For a moment, I thought to myself that she might misunderstand, so I tried to tell her that I liked touching women’s breasts.

    But it was already too late.

    “I see.”

    Before I could finish speaking, Han Ji-hyun spoke to me and put her hand inside my clothes.

    “Do you like having your chest touched?”

    Han Ji-hyun asked while caressing my chest and nipples.

    “No… …, uh… …!!”

    I tried to say no, but she kissed me again and covered my mouth, so I couldn’t answer.

    “Ugh… … !!!”

    I am Ayoung,

    I had my chest trampled by Han Ji-hyun’s hands and was kissed.

    She again, like a man touching a woman’s breasts,

    He held my breasts in his hands and rolled them around, fiddled with them, and made me feel ashamed.

    Han Ji-hyun played with my chest for another 30 minutes.

    * * * * *

    “Ugh… … .”

    After she had had enough of me, I let her go.

    I made a noise and walked away from her.

    “Did you like Ayoung?”

    Han Ji-hyun asked with a smile.

    “Ugh… … .”

    “Ayoung, was it good?”

    I avoided answering by avoiding eye contact,

    Han Ji-hyun forced herself to look me in the eye and asked me again.

    “Ayoung… … , it was good… … .”

    I answered hesitantly.

    Then Han Ji-hyun said, as if she loved me so much,

    He smiled and hugged me tightly.

    “Ha… … . I love it. Oppa… … .”

    Because she called me oppa again,

    I could finally tell that her hellish 24-play was over.

    Ah… … , it’s finally over… … .

    I breathed a sigh of relief as Ayoung escaped from hell.

    “Thank you so much, oppa. I love it so much… … .”

    Han Ji-hyun came to me and hugged me.

    Ha… … , I hope you like it.

    “I’m glad you liked it.”

    I said this while caressing Han Ji-hyun’s cheek, who was hugging me.

    After enjoying intense skinship for a long time, we decided to take a break.

    Talking about Han Ji-hyun and each other’s daily lives,

    Talking and sharing each other’s opinions,

    It was an act as happy as sharing skinship with Han Ji-hyun.

    Just looking at Han Ji-hyun’s pretty face was fun from the start.

    Han Ji-hyun was a woman who, because of that face, made anyone who talked to her feel happy and joyful.

    For most men, if she just smiles and says hello,

    Even if I tell a lame joke, I think everyone will just laugh out loud.

    I am one of those guys… … .

    And besides, she was my beloved lover,

    I liked everything Han Ji-hyun said, and I loved it all.

    There were many things I couldn’t say to Han Ji-hyun because she was busy.

    We chatted happily with each other, not realizing how much time had passed.

    Even when I was dating Han Ji-hyun,

    Even when I first played the gender reversal game with her, we were able to stick together without any problems.

    But now, it wasn’t easy for Han Ji-hyun to become an increasingly busy star.

    That’s why I was so thankful and happy that I could be with her for two days in a row.

    * * * * *

    “You’ve played enough gender reversal games for me, so now it’s time for you to enjoy it too.”

    Han Ji-hyun smiled beautifully and spoke to me.

    “This time I’ll be the girl… … .”

    Han Ji-hyun said to me with a very pretty and lovely, innocent and pitiful expression.

    “You can touch my butt… … .”

    Han Ji-hyun whispered to me softly and lovingly.

    I smiled at her,

    With a trembling heart, I tried to touch her buttocks over her sweatpants.

    “You can put your hand inside my pants and touch me… … .”

    Then, Han Ji-hyun said to me.

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