179. Reversal (18)

I felt like I was starving to death, probably because I’d exerted myself physically since morning.

Just as I was about to go grab the breakfast the owner had packed and left by the door, Seo Jia tried to throw my phone, so I just roughly stopped her. After sending her back into the room, I returned to the bedroom with food and drinks in both hands.

“I brought food. Let’s eat.”

“Ah, yes.”

Seo Jia and Hinami, who were sitting separately on the two beds, were not facing each other. Seo Jia was lying sideways on the bed with her back turned, while Hinami was perched on the front part of the bed, swinging her legs and greeting me.

Since there was no need to give the disliked person an extra treat, I first handed Hinami a sandwich, took mine, and then tossed the rest to Seo Jia.

“Eat. You must be hungry too.”

“….”

Seo Jia, who had been lying down, slowly got up, rummaged through the packaging, sat down obediently, and bit into the sandwich. Only after seeing that did I sit next to Hinami, place the coffee on the table between the beds, and chew my breakfast.

“It’s the same here every time I come.”

“How many times have you even been here to say such a thing?”

“Ehehe.”

This was only my second time here after coming with Haeun last time, yet I ate my meal while stroking Hinami’s head, who was acting like she’d visited a dozen times. Actually, it wasn’t whole wheat bread, just plain white bread, so it probably wasn’t particularly healthy, but I wasn’t in a position to be picky about that. Seeing that the lady in the next bed, who was supposedly an idol, ate without complaint, a single meal should be fine. I don’t need to be strict with my diet like when I was rehabilitating.

“Oppa, please give me some coffee.”

“Here.”

“Ah, thank you.”

Unlike before, I slowly enjoyed my breakfast while fulfilling Hinami’s polite and well-behaved request. I couldn’t tell where the woman who used to spout all sorts of dirty talk and anger me had gone, but when I slightly turned my head, that very woman was right next to me, cutely munching on a sandwich.

“…? Why do you keep staring, Oppa?”

“No, just because.”

“Because I’m too pretty?”

“I don’t stare just because someone is pretty.”

“Hmm…, then the part about me being pretty is correct, right? Right?”

“How could you not be pretty?”

Finally getting the words she wanted out of me, Hinami giggled, smiled, climbed onto my lap, wiggled her butt, and slurped her coffee through the straw. Even though I worried it would be troublesome if she tipped over and spilled it, my arm instinctively wrapped around her lower belly. Hinami’s belly fat, soft and squishy, smooth, and holding plenty of my cum. Actually, it was so thin it felt closer to skin than fat, but for being so thin, it was incredibly soft, and I couldn’t stop caressing it.

“It tickles, Oppa.”

“…Then get down.”

“After hugging me, what are you talking about, really…”

Finally unable to hold back, I stuffed the rest of the sandwich into my mouth, groped Hinami all over with both hands, and satisfied my own desires. While I was at it, I took the sandwich she hadn’t finished eating and placed it on the table, stole some of her coffee to rinse my mouth, and then nibbled on her ear like dessert, enjoying Hinami’s warm body.

“Ah, really. Oppa. We’re eating right now…”

“I’m eating breakfast too.”

“Even after eating like that earlier? Are you still not full?”

“Yeah.”

“…You’re a pervert, really.”

As I was ‘eating’ Hinami’s ear with almost slurping sounds, our eyes met for a moment with someone eating next to me. Whether she was angry or dumbfounded. At least her face didn’t look cheerful. I blinked once at her, who was strangely glaring at us, then let go of Hinami and handed her back the sandwich I was eating.

“…Let’s finish eating first.”

“Yes. …And I need to brush my teeth too.”

“Okay. Since I’m done eating, I’ll go brush mine first.”

Gently lifting Hinami and placing her back on the bed, I slipped out of the bedroom and locked myself in the bathroom to brush my teeth. As I was finishing brushing and rinsing my mouth, the bathroom door suddenly burst open, and I reflexively turned around.

“What?”

“…I thought I was going to choke.”

“Ah, sorry.”

She gave me a look. Seo Jia entered the bathroom and, just like me, put a toothbrush in her mouth.

“You finished eating too?”

“….”

Squeezing a lot of toothpaste and filling her mouth with foam, she nodded silently. There wasn’t really anything else to say, so it didn’t matter if I went back to the room, but I guessed she had something to say to me. Otherwise, there was no reason for her to come brush her teeth when I was in the bathroom.

“…Aren’t you leaving?”

“Well.”

Standing next to her, as I blankly looked at the bathroom mirror, she, dripping toothpaste foam, gave me a dirty look. Of all things, it got onto my soles, so I tried not to show how disgusted I was as I picked up the showerhead and washed my legs. Perhaps finding that subtly offensive, she frowned at me, quickly finished brushing her teeth, and spat the foam into the sink.

“Hmph. After doing all sorts of dirty things.”

“What.”

“After putting dirty things in someone else’s mouth, acting so flustered just because toothpaste foam got on you is a bit much. Honestly, don’t you think so too, Kang Joo-hyuk-ssi?”

“…That and this are different.”

To be honest, I don’t think what she’s saying is wrong. Even if toothpaste foam accidentally gets on my body, I think of it as ‘dirty’, and likewise, I am aware that cumming in someone else’s mouth is ‘dirty’. It just numbs the common sense of cleanliness during sex, that’s all.

“What’s different?”

“No matter how much I explain, you won’t understand.”

“…Strange talk again.”

So Seo Jia now won’t understand no matter how much I explain. She has no way of knowing that sex numbs reason, to the point where even someone with mysophobia becomes completely uninhibited about sucking and licking. As for her sexual experience, it’s just the one time she came after I tormented her clit, and the few times she sucked dick, that’s it. Masturbation too… judging by the way she talks, she probably didn’t enjoy it much. She was too young to feel that dick isn’t dirty with just that much experience. Even I had considerable resistance when I lost my virginity.

“Anyway, even if you’re doing ‘that’ with Hinami, please refrain from doing such things while we’re eating. Because I feel like I’m really going to choke.”

“Not ‘feel like throwing up’?”

“That means the same thing.”

“Alright. I won’t do it in front of you.”

“That’s not what I mean… Ah, don’t touch my hair!”

I appeased Seo Jia, who was nagging me about sucking and licking next to me while I was eating and acting crazy, then finally ruffled her hair messily before fleeing the bathroom.

She was a woman I hated so much, but after she sucked my dick once, seeing her as a cute little brat really shows how amazing lust is. Actually, this isn’t good. I hope she doesn’t lose her hostile attitude towards me. I’m already stuffed with sweetness, so there needs to be some bitterness too for balance.

“Ah, Oppa.”

As I returned to the bedroom, Hinami, who had finished her meal, was sitting patiently, waiting for me. As soon as she saw me, she jumped up, scurried into my arms, pressing against my chest, and spoke clearly.

“…You were chatting with Jia, weren’t you.”

“Why.”

“Well, you went to brush your teeth a while ago, and even after Jia left, you didn’t come back for a long time.”

I hadn’t thought that deeply or talked that much. Hinami noticing immediately, I was slightly flustered.

“What did you talk about?”

“She said not to do lewd things next to her while she was eating?”

“…I was eating too, Oppa. What is she even talking about, doing lewd things while you were briefly away?”

“Are you jealous?”

“I guess I do? I’m a woman too?”

Whether she was really jealous of Seo Jia. Or if she was showing off her jealousy to appeal cutely, I couldn’t distinguish clearly.

“But well…, Jia is sort of a friend. Her face or body isn’t lacking either? Since your status will rise even higher, Oppa, I don’t hate it that much.”

“What kind of logic is that.”

“Try to recall well why I fell for you, Oppa.”

“…Because you live with Haeun.”

“Wrong! …The correct answer is ‘Because you took Haeun unnie as a pet.’ If we were just boyfriend-girlfriend, I wouldn’t have approached you.”

I looked down at Hinami, who was smiling bashfully, and caught by her, I felt like I was being sucked into her eyes. Why I was attracted to her. Why she fell for me. Because she reminded me of the reasons.

“You like me because I’m an ‘idol’, right? …I like you because you’re ‘someone’s Master’. If you become Jia’s Master too, I think I’ll like you even more.”

“…Will she really get to that point?”

“Seeing her suck your dick today, isn’t it impossible? Rather, someone like Jia, once she starts to break, she’ll collapse completely. As for someone like me, I’m already at rock bottom, so even if I fall, I’m still at rock bottom. But someone like Jia, with strong morals about chastity, the moment she falls, she’ll plummet straight to the basement.”

“Well.”

“It’s true. Even after you made Haeun unnie like that, don’t you know yet? You made her, a woman who never dated until she was 25 or 26, into someone who takes birth control pills wanting to be cummed in every day?”

“….”

After igniting a spark in my dying brain, to her who now throws logs onto it. I, held tightly, feel the fire growing within my whole body.

“It’s the same for me. I was just a girl who used to masturbate quietly at home… You made me like this, Oppa. Shouldn’t you definitely take responsibility for this?”

“…You can take responsibility for yourself, but you can’t take responsibility for your friend.”

“Oh, you’re just saying that. I know well that our Master never abandons his pets. Besides, she’s a purebred cat? She’s prickly, feisty, and haughty, but she’s also glossy and has her cute sides.”

“….”

“If you don’t take her, who will? Ah, maybe because she was ‘marked’ by you, she might be taken by someone completely opposite to you this time. Someone who doesn’t know much about lewd things and only knows lukewarm sex. Thinking of a weird guy taking her, pretending to be nice on the outside but judging his girlfriends behind their backs, doesn’t that make you angry?”

…It’s not even mine. I don’t even want her. making me think of pointless, infuriating fantasies.

“I’d also get angry thinking someone like that would snatch my friend… If someone similar to my old manager took Jia away, I’d feel so, so sad, you know?”

“…Is she an idiot? To meet someone like a manager.”

“Why? She’s the one who sucks your dick, Oppa, whom she hated so much. Isn’t it possible?”

“….”

Somehow. I would get her into my hands. I would ruin her with my own hands.

“Later, when we retire and all our contracts are over… let’s get Jia and me pregnant together and post it on Instagram. A photo with our slightly swollen bellies, your swollen dick peeking out from under our swimsuits, your arm around my shoulder, and a hand casually placed on my chest. How about it? …Don’t you want to try?”

“…Are you crazy?”

“Yes, I’m crazy. …But you’re crazy too, right? Brazenly having two relationships. It’s just that unnie acknowledged it, it’s not moral.”

…This little succubus is seducing me.

“Out of everyone in the world, only you can do it. …There’s no one but you who’s shameless enough to do such things?”

“….”

“Let’s just do it? Cheating once is hard, but cheating twice isn’t difficult at all, is it?”

To that immoral and potentially traumatic fantasy,

…I.

completely seduced, couldn’t help but let out a hollow laugh.

“…Huhuhu. Ah, and. If you seduce Jia, a sister sandwich is also possible.”

“Hey!”

“Isn’t it a man’s fantasy? Having a 3P with beautiful sisters. I’ve wanted to see it at least once too. No matter how much I searched for porn videos, I couldn’t find videos of beautiful, big-breasted biological sisters being fucked by a muscular man.”

“….”

“I’ll film it for you… so please show me.”

This wicked succubus writing down her degenerate fantasies.

…It was so stimulating it felt like my brain was burning.

Revenge or whatever, those kinds of unproductive emotions.

would be like parsley on pasta at best.