Ch.73I Don’t Even Like a Quarter of Someone Like You (10)

I’ve now become quite accustomed to Ban Do-young’s body.

Not from a physical perspective, but from a mental one.

Moving the body itself was familiar from the beginning of the possession, except for menstrual pain,

and I could easily use Ban Do-young’s talents just by letting the body’s natural flow take over.

So what does mental familiarity mean?

It means I’ve come to accept being possessed in this body as natural, to the point where I’m no longer surprised by it.

It’s like a married couple who, during their newlywed phase, might be embarrassed to be naked outside the bedroom,

but over time, seeing each other naked or passing gas becomes completely normal.

Not that I’m thinking of high school student Ban Do-young as my wife or anything.

No matter how quickly I adapt to unfamiliar environments,

I went from being a man who lived for over 27 years to suddenly becoming a high school girl 10 years younger, with only the same name.

Naturally, there were times when I’d forget about this change and be startled.

When I first forgot I was possessing someone else’s body, I’d sometimes flinch in surprise seeing myself in the mirror.

Like when looking in the mirror with sleepy eyes while showering in the morning,

or when catching the reflection of Ban Do-young in a darkened phone screen.

Of course, with time, all these issues have been resolved.

After about a month, seeing Ban Do-young’s naked body no longer feels particularly surprising or embarrassing.

Though I still find it remarkable every moment.

Don’t some famous professional models take nude photos of themselves daily

to confront themselves head-on each day?

I think I could probably do that now too.

[Dohwang]

[But not a swimsuit]

[Send me a picture of yourself exactly as you are now]

[Me]

[??]

[R]

[Right now?]

[Me]

[You’re the one who asked for it]

That’s right.

I accepted Do Ha-min’s request to take and send a picture of myself right now,

while I’m in the bathtub.

I switched the camera to front-facing, made Ban Do-young’s face form that familiar smile,

and up until the moment I pressed the shutter button, I felt no embarrassment or shame whatsoever.

So I thought I could send that picture to Do Ha-min

without any problem, without feeling awkward at all.

[Send 1 photo?]

“…Send.”

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“Wow… I really sent it, am I crazy, Ban Do-young…?”

But after pressing the send button with trembling fingers,

my face in the bathroom mirror was flushed redder than I’d ever seen it before.

“Wow, look how red my face is. This is totally Do Ha-min’s face…”

Could it be that the heat from the bathwater had risen to my face?

Ban Do-young’s reflection in the mirror resembled Do Ha-min when he would hide his flushed cheeks with moist eyes while sniffling.

What the hell?

I was the one teasing him.

Damn it, what’s with this red face?

The one who should be making this face right now isn’t me,

but Do Ha-min who will be startled when he receives this photo.

Why am I the one feeling embarrassed?

Why should I feel ashamed now about sending a simple bathing photo?

I’ve already done more than this.

And I’ll do more in the future.

The real Ban Do-young who will return to her body might be embarrassed,

but you, Ban Do-young’s body that will remain here, should stay composed.

Even if I feel embarrassed,

you shouldn’t feel embarrassed.

I just sent a photo of a body that isn’t even really mine.

Why should I be the one feeling shame, not Ban Do-young?

“M-maybe I should just delete it…”

No, the great Ban Do-young can’t act like some third-rate villain

who picks a fight and then runs away scared.

Besides, it was that jerk Do Ha-min who asked me to send it within 10 seconds in the first place.

I just responded appropriately to his request.

Right, I didn’t do anything wrong.

It’s all Do Ha-min’s fault.

I should act more confidently here.

You asked for it, so I sent it.

Like this.

[Me]

[How did you know I was taking a bath]

[You pervert]

[Death penalty for you♥]

“…Haha, I even added a ♥ at the end… This makes me look completely insane.”

-Gurgle gurgle

Unable to keep looking at my phone screen, I placed it on the dry sink counter and sank deeper into the bathtub.

The bubbles rising to the surface of the water expressed my current feelings.

“…”

And so 1 minute, 5 minutes, then 10 minutes passed.

“…Why isn’t there a reply?”

The phone on the sink counter remained silent.

It was about time for that guy Do Ha-min to respond.

“Did he drop his phone or something?”

Despite having run away first, unable to face even the picture I’d sent,

when Do Ha-min’s reply didn’t come, I soon picked up the phone from the sink to check the messages.

There were no new message notifications.

I had set it to vibrate and notify me if messages came in,

so I would have heard something if anything had arrived.

“Oh, the 1 disappeared.”

The number 1 that had been attached to the photo and message I just sent was gone.

That meant he had at least read the photo and message.

“…Don’t tell me he asked me to send a photo within 10 seconds, and now he’s ignoring me?”

If that’s the case, I won’t forgive him when I go to school on Monday.

I’ll make that joke about the death penalty at the end become reality.

“He’s late. It’s already past the time he should have sent a ‘Stop it!’ Marina-chan sticker…”

Could it be? Did he collapse with another nosebleed from the shock of seeing the photo?

For a cherry boy like Do Ha-min who suits cherry blossoms so well, that was entirely possible.

“I guess I have no choice… Should I call him…?”

It would be terrible if he collapsed alone.

I opened my contacts to call Do Ha-min.

-Knock knock

“Do-young, you’re not sleeping in the bathroom, are you? It’s been an hour already, kiddo. Dad needs to shower too, so finish up and come out.”

“…Ah. Okay.”

Well, I should first give the bathroom to Dad

and then go up to my room to make the call.

“Do-young, I told you not to bring your phone into the bathroom. Do you want to get electrocuted?”

“Come on, that won’t happen. If you’re so worried about that, why do you wash yourself with water? You’re a semiconductor.”

“Don’t be cheeky. Don’t you know you should always be careful about safety accidents?”

“Yes, yes, I understand.”

After receiving an unexpected scolding,

I went up to my room, shaking my wet hair.

-Buzz

“Oh, a message came.”

In the time it took to get scolded and go up to my room,

a reply had arrived from Do Ha-min.

How dare he make the precious Ban Do-young anxious for 17 minutes.

Let’s see how impressive this reply is after making me wait and think for 17 minutes.

“After thoroughly enjoying the photo, he better not just send a ‘Stop it!’ sticker, that would be too late…”

[Hamin]

[Marina-chan angry sticker]

[Stop it!]

“Fuck, that’s too late! I already said it’s too late!”

I threw my phone onto the bed.

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“That’s too much! There are other things to get wrong, how could you…!”

“I’m really sorry. I didn’t do it on purpose!”

“Are you sure? You didn’t just put it in as an April Fool’s joke?”

“It’s true. I even sent you side dishes on Saturday to prove I’m serious… I really did everything I could.”

“Don’t call your own photo a side dish!”

“Okay, okay, don’t get too angry… I’m sorry, I really am.”

Time passed and Monday came again.

After what happened over the weekend, I quickly left home and arrived at the classroom.

My goal was to create time to talk alone with Do Ha-min, who always arrived first.

Fortunately, apart from crying out about the injustice a few times, Do Ha-min didn’t hold me particularly responsible.

It seemed he hadn’t gotten in much trouble with his parents for skipping self-study, staying overnight at a friend’s house, or getting injured there.

If he had been severely scolded for those things,

this wouldn’t have ended so smoothly with just a few raised voices.

Should I call it fortunate?

Since Do Ha-min wasn’t coming on as strongly as I’d expected,

I also took a humble approach and simply kept apologizing for my mistake.

“Hey… can I ask you something?”

“What is it…?”

“I know I gave it to you by mistake… but I was wondering if you tried using it.”

“…”

Do Ha-min glanced at me with a frown.

Right now, empathy would be better than provocation.

“Sorry, but… I’m just curious! If something like that is right in front of you, wouldn’t you want to try it at least once? I think I would! I just can’t because I don’t have one.”

“…Why are you asking that?”

Huh, with Do Ha-min’s personality, if the answer was no, he would have just said no.

The fact that he’s asking about my intention rather than denying it means…

“Y-you really tried it…?”

“Sigh, this is why I didn’t want to say anything. If I say even a little, it seems like everything will be exposed right away.”

“Hehe… I see.”

“What’s with that smile?”

As expected.

Curiosity is irresistible.

What boy this age wouldn’t be curious?

Even Do Ha-min, the protagonist of this world, was just a boy who couldn’t escape that curiosity.

“I-I only opened it with the mindset of not being completely swayed by your prank. I didn’t intend to use it.”

“Then, if you have it, you should use it! Hehe, at least you have some manly aspects after all!”

“I didn’t want to be praised for my manliness based on something like that…”

“Come on, what’s the big deal? Since you’ve already tried it, tell me how it felt. How was your first experience with the rubber rubber piston?”

“…J-just call it by its real name. That sounds even weirder.”

Do Ha-min blushed and seemed to avoid talking about that time.

“After using it all, it doesn’t really matter what we call it now. More importantly, tell me quickly!”

“N-no. I absolutely refuse.”

“Ugh, that’s not fair. I want to try it but can’t. You won’t even share your impressions?”

“…”

I raised myself from my humble posture.

Now it’s time to switch from empathy back to provocation.

Time for Ban Do-young’s specialty.

“Ah, maybe it wouldn’t fit on Do Ha-min? Maybe it was too big and became all wrinkly? Hehehe.”

“…It hurt so I took it off right away.”

What.

“W-what did you just say…?”

“That thing you gave me… it was too small and wouldn’t go on, so I took it off right away.”

“S-small? That size?”

That can’t be right.

With my memories from when I was a man, I know the condom I got from my mom wasn’t a small size at all.

Moreover, it was one that mom and dad used.

If he says that’s small, what does that make Mr. Semiconductor?

“I don’t know if it’s because I didn’t know how to use it properly, or if it was just too small, but it hurt more than I expected. So I don’t really want to try it again… Oh, but the scent itself was nice. It really smelled like lime.”

“…R-right? Since it was your first time, you probably put it on wrong! That must be it! Anyway, how can you call yourself a man if you can’t even do something like that properly!”

Right, I already gauged Do Ha-min’s measurements last time, didn’t I?

That feeling when his lower body went limp, unable to exert any strength, flopping and collapsing—the sensation is still vivid on Ban Do-young’s back.

‘Wait, because he went limp…?’

Then if he could properly exert strength…

“…”

“…U-um, Do-young. Why have you been staring at my pants for a while now…?”