Ch.156156. Never Say Not

“……Ugh.”

Hwa Nabi’s expression turned pale as if she had eaten something bad, and she soon dry heaved. I was startled as I watched this development. It was shocking because she had been perfectly fine until just a moment ago, but suddenly she was trying to throw up. In that instant, countless thoughts raced through my mind.

Was it because I teased her too much? But all I did was give her a light kiss on the nape of her neck. Is she sick somewhere? Does she have stomach problems? Or maybe the bread she just ate was bad? But even spoiled food wouldn’t cause such a quick reaction. It wouldn’t have even reached her stomach yet, let alone been digested.

Without any exaggeration, all these random thoughts appeared and disappeared within just five seconds. This wasn’t the time to be leisurely analyzing the cause.

Is there a bag or something nearby? Looking quickly around, I spotted the bread bag Nabi was holding. Without hesitation, I snatched it and held it under her chin.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes, I’m fine… ugh.”

Her words and actions didn’t match—she clearly wasn’t fine. Covering her mouth with her hand, Nabi shook her head. I moved a little closer and asked.

“Should I pat your back?”

If this was caused by spoiled food, it might be better to just throw up completely. She could expel all the bacteria from her stomach before digesting them. I’m not an expert so I can’t be sure… but doing something seemed better than doing nothing.

With that thought, I raised my hand to her back. But she jerked away in resistance. She didn’t want me to pat her.

“Wouldn’t it be better to throw up?”

“Ah, no. I don’t think it’s that.”

“What do you mean it’s not that?”

“I mean, I don’t think I’m actually feeling sick and dry heaving.”

That would mean she was dry heaving for some other reason, but how does that make sense? A perfectly healthy person wouldn’t suddenly start dry heaving.

…Wait, could it be?

“Hold on, Nabi. Don’t tell me you…”

An indescribable anxiety brushed against my neck. An utterly absurd reason had occurred to me. But that thought didn’t last long. Just as I was about to ask, Nabi’s complexion turned completely white, and she dry heaved again.

“…Ugh.”

Her reaction was concerning, so thinking she might actually throw up this time, I held the bag closer. Nabi grabbed the bag with her hand, hesitated for a moment, then shook her head.

“…I’m okay. You can put it away now.”

“Are you sure you’re okay? Your face is extremely pale.”

Nabi already has fair skin, but with her complexion worsening, she looks as white as rice cake. At this point, I’d believe it if someone said she was a foreigner.

“Yes. I’m fine now. I’m perfectly normal.”

“…Really?”

She doesn’t look fine at all, but since she’s insisting while shaking her head, there’s nothing more I can say. I lowered the bag I had been holding out, and Nabi placed her hand on her chest and took several deep breaths.

“Whew… haa. Wheww….”

After watching her for a moment, Nabi’s pale complexion returned to its original color. It seems she wasn’t lying about feeling better. I carefully put my arm around her shoulders.

“Are you really okay?”

“Yes, I’m really fine. I think my stomach was just surprised by something I ate suddenly.”

Even if her stomach was surprised, could it cause such an intense reaction? It was a scene I couldn’t understand with my common sense, so I remained suspicious. Not that I doubted Nabi’s words, but the situation itself was suspicious.

She hadn’t eaten much, so could a mere piece of cream bread cause her to dry heave like this? No matter how I thought about it, something seemed off. Wondering if I was the only one feeling this discomfort, our eyes met in the empty space for a moment.

“Um, Nabi. Should we go to the hospital together?”

“Why the hospital all of a sudden?”

“You said your stomach doesn’t feel good, so we should go to a gastroenterology department, right? You might have eaten something bad yesterday or today.”

“I haven’t eaten anything today…? And if something I ate for dinner yesterday was bad, you would have the same symptoms too, Siwoo. Do you feel sick too?”

“No, I’m fine.”

“Then, even though we ate the same food, only I’m dry heaving.”

“Hmm, I guess so.”

“…I wonder why?”

“…”

How would I know? I kept my mouth shut and thought.

This morning, or rather late lunch, all we ate was a piece of cream bread. And last night we had the course meal provided by the hotel, so there shouldn’t be any issues.

Even in the unlikely event that something went wrong, it’s strange that only Nabi is dry heaving. We ate the same menu, so if there was a problem, we both should have had symptoms.

The more I piece things together, the more chills run down my spine. If there are no external factors, then only internal factors remain, right? When my thoughts reached that point, I couldn’t help but ask.

“Want to go to the hospital together? Just in case. To be prepared for any possibility.”

“…What kind of hospital?”

“An, an ob-gyn…?”

Perhaps because the conclusion I reached was so shocking, I found myself stuttering as I asked. But neither Nabi nor I had time to worry about such trivial details.

After hearing my words, she seemed to think for a long time, then tapped the back of my hand and said.

“Going to the hospital just because I dry heaved once is too much. We can just use a test kit.”

“Oh, a test kit?”

“A pregnancy test kit.”

“Ah… that’s what you meant.”

You know, the one with one line or two lines. If it’s not pregnancy, one line appears, and if it is pregnancy, two lines appear—a self-test kit. I didn’t know that’s what it was called in short. Normally I would have figured it out, but I was so flustered that it took me a while to catch on.

“But is that accurate?”

“I’ve never used one myself so I don’t know well, but they say it’s pretty accurate. The accuracy rate is between ninety and ninety-five percent. Since the chance of a defective test kit is extremely low, if two lines appear, it’s almost certain… But as you said, human affairs are unpredictable, so we should go to the hospital. It could be breast cancer, not pregnancy.”

“Hmm, can we do it right away?”

“They say it’s most accurate with the first morning urine. So probably we should try tomorrow morning?”

She knows a lot of details for someone who’s never used one. When I questioned her with just my eyes, Nabi became strangely embarrassed and avoided my gaze.

“Just in case. I thought something like this might happen, so I studied a bit. So don’t get any strange ideas.”

“…Oh, really?”

Well… it’s better to know than not to know. I also felt awkwardly embarrassed and cleared my throat a couple of times.

“But don’t worry too much. It’s probably not pregnancy.”

Her tone contained a strange certainty that seemed more than just casual reassurance. Is there some reason for that? When I probed further, she took out her phone, searched for something, and then showed me the screen.

“Look. The Implanon method has a failure rate of less than 0.1 percent over a year.”

“That’s surprisingly high. Or should I say low?”

“It means the contraception success rate is high. The doctor told me too. Since Implanon works by making cervical mucus thicker to prevent sperm movement, it’s okay even with ejaculation inside.”

“…”

I didn’t ask for such detailed information. The choice of words was somewhat uncomfortable, so I slightly turned my head away. Seeing my reaction, Nabi’s cheeks turned red. She seems embarrassed even though she said it herself.

“Why, why? I can use the term ‘ejaculation inside,’ can’t I? It’s not an incorrect term. It’s even in the Korean dictionary!”

“Who said anything?”

It’s uncomfortable to just sit and listen to a grown woman saying “ejaculation inside” over and over. So I moved back, and Nabi leaned forward, placing her hand on the bed sheet.

“Now, now! You’re saying it with your expression. How can a girl use such words with a straight face?”

“What are you talking about? I’m a very open-minded person. It’s not the Joseon Dynasty, and it’s nothing to be embarrassed about—men or women can use such terms.”

“Then, say it with your own mouth.”

“Say what?”

“E-ejaculation inside.”

“…”

She wants me to say that with my own mouth? As Nabi said, it’s a term registered in the Korean dictionary, so there’s no need to be embarrassed… Nevertheless, it was a word that was difficult to utter out loud.

It would be uncomfortable to say even among men, let alone in front of my girlfriend. Wouldn’t it be stranger to say it without any hesitation?

As I hesitated, Nabi’s face gradually turned bright red. Judging by her expression, she wasn’t angry, just embarrassed.

“Why, why can’t you say it?”

“…How can I say that with my own mouth.”

No matter how open society has become these days, I can’t bring myself to say such things. I pulled my hips back and retreated all the way to the headboard. Then Nabi rushed over, instantly coming right up to my face.

“I told you to say it, so why are you running away!”

“I can’t say such things. Just kill me instead.”

“You were fine doing it, but now you’re like this? I’m not asking you to actually do it right now, just to say it with your mouth!”

“It’s weird to say such things out loud. No, what kind of pervert would casually use the term ‘ejaculation inside’ everywhere?”

Unless you’re an ob-gyn, I can’t say it. As I shook my head, Nabi’s expression changed moment by moment.

When I said, ‘It’s weird to say such things out loud,’ she looked shocked, and when I said, ‘What kind of pervert would casually use the term ‘ejaculation inside’ everywhere?’ a shadow fell across her entire face.

“…Pervert? Are you done talking?”

“Uh, yes, I’m done.”

“Oh, really? Then I’ll have to show you what a real pervert is.”

Muttering that, Nabi grabbed the front of her shower gown and instantly undid it. As a result, her fair body, without a single piece of underwear, was fully exposed.

“…”

I unconsciously gulped. Indeed, no matter when I see it, her body is really…

Suddenly, slender fingers grabbed my pants. More precisely, the buckle at my waist. Click, click. She unfastened the buckle with just one hand as if she were used to it, and tried to insert her fingers into the empty space between my shirt and pants to pull them down.

“Wait, what are you doing?”

“Shut up and let me undress you.”

“It’s four in the afternoon right now.”

“So what.”

“And, isn’t it bad to do it during early pregnancy?”

Pause. Nabi’s hand movement stopped abruptly. But only for a moment. Nabi, with her thigh raised, looked down at me and laughed as if I were ridiculous.

“It doesn’t matter.”

“…It doesn’t matter?”

“It’s fine to do it during early pregnancy. I checked in advance.”

When did she check that too? I asked Nabi with just my eyes. But ignoring my question, Nabi didn’t give any answer and brought her face closer.

“Is that important?”

Not particularly important.

“Then, just…”

“…”

“Get it up.”