episode_0538

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As Seol Da-bin’s mother had said, even blatant flattery could only be spewed so many times before it wore thin.

Discreetly lowering my hand so the two in front wouldn’t notice, I reached to the side—

And lightly tickled Seol Da-bin’s body.

When I touched her earlier, just as the meal began, she had been quick to shake her leg, kicking me away. Now, she’s offering it up obediently, as if to silence me in exchange.

The contrast from before is almost amusing.

If I had pulled this stunt half a year ago, she would’ve glared at me like she wanted to kill me—no, given her personality, she’d have cursed me out right in front of her parents. Crazy bastard. Fucking bastard.

But now, all her thorns have fallen away. Even as I grope her thigh like some workplace harasser, she doesn’t say a word.

When I deliberately tap the spot where her clitoris would be, she doesn’t even get angry—just bites her lip.

…Seems my initial assumption was right. She’s willingly tolerating this level of harassment, as long as I keep my mouth shut.

“Ah, thank you.”

What should I do?

Honestly, I—

Have no intention of stopping at just this.

“What’s there to thank me for? It’s the liquor you brought, Teacher.”

“Haha…”

“Don’t worry about being a bother. Feel free to enjoy yourself. Understood?”

“Understood. Thank you for your consideration, Mother.”

“Goodness, I told you not to thank me…”

Maybe it’s because last time, I thoroughly fixed every creaky part inside her.

Your parents like me this much.

Even with an opportunity like this, it’d be a shame to let it pass quietly.

Right?

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…You perverted bastard.

But after groping her for over 30 seconds…

It’s getting a little… ……ugh,

Boring, I guess…

I was worried she’d let me keep touching her the whole meal, but this is…

At least it’s nothing major…

“Other than that, I’m not sure what else to say about the academy. As you know, I’m a health teacher, so…”

“It’s fine. Neither I nor him over here even knew what you just mentioned.”

Meanwhile, Seo Woo-jin was also chatting with her parents as if nothing had happened.

I, meanwhile, subtly adjusted my posture—my damp panties sticking uncomfortably—and continued eating, pretending everything was normal.

I could’ve excused myself to the bathroom to change, but then that sharp-eyed pervert would probably start groping me again.

This was the next best option, based on experience.

But enjoying the meal in peace was still impossible.

How could I focus on the taste when he kept molesting me right beside me?

Because of that, even the once-delicious meat now felt a little tiresome.

So I figured I should move on to the side dishes—

Just as that thought crossed my mind.

“Mm, right. There’s one more thing I’m curious about, Teacher.”

“Feel free to ask.”

“Last time, you drank with Da-bin and Ji-ho, right?”

“That’s right. I did. The day I got so drunk I caused trouble.”

“Yes, yes. But you’re not all students… I was wondering how the three of you got so close.”

…Right. How did I get close to this guy?

Thinking back, I remembered how I’d caught Seo Woo-jin two-timing and called him out on it.

“Getting close” wasn’t the right phrase—getting used to each other was far more accurate.

But telling that story unfiltered in front of parents? Unless you had nerves of steel, that was impossible.

No, scratch that—only someone with no shame, a complete psycho, could do that.

So I had no doubt Woo-jin wouldn’t give a weird answer.

No matter how much of a pervert he was, he was still facing my parents.

He had to keep his mask on for now.

“The reason we got close… Hmm…”

“……”

But Woo-jin’s answer strayed slightly from what I expected—it was incredibly ambiguous.

I couldn’t be sure, but it seemed he needed more time to think.

Not that it was bad or anything.

He could’ve just said, We met in the infirmary and got close, but maybe he wanted to add more plausibility.

Fine by me.

Glancing at Woo-jin’s pensive profile, I took a bite of crispy roasted potatoes.

“Honestly, it’s a pretty embarrassing story… Are you sure you want to hear it? I’m a little hesitant.”

“Embarrassing…?”

“Yeah. Looking back, it’s really nothing, but…”

“What is it? Why is it embarrassing?”

……Don’t tell me he’s about to spill everything that happened.

Nah. No way.

That couldn’t be it.

The phrase “embarrassing story” made me flinch for a second, but it’d be fine.

This was far riskier for Woo-jin than for me.

Would he really self-destruct? No way, right?

Still, I couldn’t help but wonder—what the hell did he mean by embarrassing?

Was he ashamed of having multiple sex partners despite having a cute girlfriend?

Of course he should be ashamed, but he’d never admit that unless someone exposed him.

So what other kind of embarrassment could it be…? Hmm…

“Hmm…? Oh, right. Da-bin-ah, how did you and the teacher get close? Was there something really awkward?”

“Well…”

“I’ll explain. When you think about it, it was only embarrassing for me.”

I tilted my head, puzzled, but of course, no answer came.

Only embarrassing for Woo-jin?

What the hell?

Am I forgetting something?

But it’s only been about half a year—I’m pretty sure I remember everything clearly…

Is he really about to do something stupid?

Just as I was starting to think he might be that dumb, Woo-jin pursed his lips slightly.

Having emptied his wine glass, he cleared his throat.

I glanced at his face as I fiddled with my fork.

“Actually, before the three of us got close, I…”

Munch, munch.

Just as I took another bite of roasted potatoes—

“I… shamelessly confessed to her.”

“……”

“Without knowing she’d been dating her childhood friend for years.”

These words spilled from Woo-jin’s lips after a few sips of wine.

“After I found out, I suggested we just stay friends… and that’s how we ended up like this.”

“……”

“……”

Not just me, the person involved—even my parents, hearing this—

Could only blink in silence.

Look at that. Even Dad and Mom are just staring at me like, ‘What the hell did he just say?’

…At least my parents are handling it better. The real problem is me.

You confessed to me out of nowhere? How the hell am I supposed to clean this up?

“……Ah, um.”

First thought that came to mind:

What kind of nonsense is that, Teacher?

But a few things made that difficult.

Dismissing it as a joke was already out of the question—he’d crossed a line.

Calling it a straight-up lie didn’t work either—Woo-jin’s tone was too serious.

No, unnecessarily serious.

Confessed to me? What, you just wanted to fuck me because I looked easy… That’s all you ever said…

“……”

Then what if I just admitted it?

I rejected Woo-jin’s confession back then because of Baek Ji-ho…

…Annoying, but at least this was salvageable.

Playing along with his nonsense meant no risk of contradicting each other.

Since it was all in the past, I could just brush it off as “that happened” and quickly change the subject.

I still hated it, but it was better than a headache-inducing mess.

Suppressing a sigh, I downed my wine inelegantly and spoke.

“…W-Well, yeah, he confessed. ……But we can just stay friends.”

“I wanted to keep our distance, thinking things might get awkward… But she insisted we stay friends.”

“Ah-ha…”

“……”

When the hell did you— Ugh…

Frustration brought all sorts of words to the tip of my tongue, but I couldn’t say any of them in front of my parents.

So all I could do was grind my heel into Woo-jin’s foot under the table.

But since that mirrored what we’d done recently at his place—

And since it was worlds apart from this “I confessed” lie—

……Memories of the “filthy things” Woo-jin had whispered in my ear bubbled up.

I bit my lip, trying to forget.

“You confessed first, then settled for friends… So before the confession…?”

“…Ah, I just fell for her at first sight…”

“Eugh…”

Pathetic.

Meaningless, but still.

“First sight?”

“Yes. Her looks… things like that. It’s embarrassing, but she was… hoo… very close to my ideal type…”

“…S-Stop saying weird things…! It’s embarrassing…”

How long are you going to keep this up?

This is enough, isn’t it?

I even let you grope my thigh as much as you wanted—do you want more?

…Ah, fine. I get it.

I’ll just touch you myself.

That thing of yours…

…Whatever.

“That’s why I said earlier that Da-bin is the prettiest…”

“Even though we’re just friends now… ……I still think she’s pretty.”

“Oh my.”

“But she’s been with her boyfriend for so long… A stray stone like me should just give up, right?”

“Then… do you have a girlfriend now?”

“…Ah, well…”

“Hey, Woo-jin, you too—and Mom, stop…!”

“I’m just curious! I had no idea you two were like this…”

“Still… Ugh…”

Unlike Woo-jin, whose hands stayed properly on the table, I slid one down to his thigh—

Dove deep, urgently, and unlike usual, worked my fingers to stimulate it.

…Unfortunately, there was no sign of blood rushing there.

I channeled my irritation into the motion—

Can’t you at least consider my effort?

But it was pointless.

Of course.

The water had already been spilled.

It’s way too late for this to change anything.

Just…

“A love triangle~… A love triangle… Oh my goodness…”

“N-No, the teacher and I are just friends now! Just friends, got it? Teacher, don’t just sit there—say something to my mom…”

In places my mother couldn’t see—

All this did was excite that perverted bastard.

“…Teacher?”

“…Ah, sorry. The alcohol must be kicking in—I keep dozing off…”

…A little.