episode_0009

28 years of life.

Whether long or short, it’s all about time.

The last time I had a partner by my side was back in middle school.

It’s not that I didn’t know love.

Like any other guy, I was interested in girls, thinking about having a girlfriend every day.

I just…

Couldn’t get one.

Back then, I was confident in my looks.

Isn’t that a common accident?

Looking in the mirror, thinking, “Aren’t I good-looking enough?”

I fell into that misconception and would confess to any girl I liked.

The result? 10 losses out of 10 attempts.

I miserably failed and graduated from middle school.

And with that, my interest in girls graduated too.

Or rather, the spark of wanting a girlfriend faded away.

Interest in the female body is, of course, natural.

Anyway.

Since then, I haven’t thought about getting a girlfriend.

From an aspiring lover to a loveless individual.

But now.

The buried feelings of love are trying to resurface.

Thump thump.

The warmth transmitted through our hands.

Hypnotized, being asked to be her boyfriend, I was half worried and half excited about what play she would make this time.

And what Hyoojin chose was ordinary.

Holding hands.

Just like any other ordinary couple, we walked down the street holding hands.

Awkwardly reaching out her arm, Hyoojin held my hand.

She held on tightly, not letting go even at the fingertips.

“….”

Hyoojin, looking pleased, her lips curved up as if smiling, trying to maintain a poker face but her eyes overflowing with emotions.

Her face was fair, but her ears peeking through her black hair were bright red.

I was quite nervous too.

Partly because I had to pretend to be hypnotized.

But also because it had been so long since I held a girl’s hand.

How many years has it been?

Since the joint performance of boys and girls at the middle school festival.

“….”

“….”

We walked in silence.

Every man passing by looked at Hyoojin’s beauty and envied me.

I felt like a winner.

Though it was a fake victory.

After walking through the bustling streets for a while, as the surroundings quieted down.

Hyoojin suddenly stopped.

Swiftly.

She released my hand and stood in front of me.

Raising her head, she had to lift her chin quite high due to our 20cm height difference.

Eyes gleaming like a cat’s.

Her large pupils shining brightly.

With a hint of something to say, she bit her lower lip and gazed at me intently.

What would a boyfriend do in this situation?

Having no experience, I could only rely on imagination.

“Why are you doing this, Yujin?”

She smiled warmly.

I’m not sure if it was natural.

“Oh…”

“Oh?”

“Oh, oppa….”

Yujin’s pupils dilated.

Mine probably did too.

It was a quite shocking statement, almost like being hit on the back of the head with a hammer.

“Gasp…!”

Realizing it herself, she covered her face with both hands and bowed her head.

“Phew… Phew…”

Her face flushed, Yujin fanned herself with her hand.

After patting her cheeks, she raised her head to look at me again.

“Oh, oh…”

Offering an ‘O’ shaped mouth, she seemed embarrassed to call me ‘oppa.’

I felt embarrassed too.

After hearing only director-like voices for years, suddenly being called ‘oppa’ due to our closeness made me feel awkward.

Yujin tightly closed her eyes and raised her voice.

“Oh, oppa, let’s take a break over there!”

Pointing behind me with her finger.

I turned around.

She was pointing to a motel.

Even inexperienced people understand what “let’s take a break at a motel” means.

I heard murmurs around us.

I get it.

Shouting confidently in broad daylight, “Let’s go have sex!” would make anyone uncomfortable.

But what should I say in response at a time like this?

Answer: When your girlfriend suggests resting at a motel, what is the most appropriate response?

① Sure, let’s rest.

② We’ll take a short break, but motels are too expensive.

③ Is this a joke?

④ Oh, so you want to go have sex?

⑤ Shut up, you b****.

Difficult.

As I pondered over the answer, Heo Yujin grabbed my wrist firmly.

We headed straight to the motel.

With confident strides.

If I resisted, I could easily resist.

Yet, I pretended to be unable to resist and followed along.

Is today the day we upgrade from Ada to Huda?

If I can have my first experience with Heo Yujin’s plump-looking vagina, it’s fine even if it’s the last.

“Welcome.”

We entered the motel.

Dim lighting.

In an instant, the atmosphere turned into night.

A middle-aged lady who seemed to be the owner of the motel was guarding the counter.

“You’re here for a room?”

The lady spoke as if she knew the purpose of our visit to the motel.

Of course.

When a man and a woman come hand in hand to a motel in broad daylight, there’s only one answer.

However, Heo Yujin’s unexpected response came out.

“A room?”

Heo Yujin hesitated, looking around the counter.

It seems she doesn’t understand the meaning of a room.

Judging by her appearance, she might have visited motels quite often.

Although she works as a model, she seems unfamiliar with the world of modeling.

But isn’t it common sense for attractive men and women working together to develop feelings for each other and engage in intimate activities here and there?

Doesn’t seem like it.

Seeing Heo Yujin’s confusion at the mention of a room, like an elderly person encountering a kiosk for the first time, it appears that this might be her first time at a motel.

“You’re here to sleep?”

“No… I didn’t come here to sleep…”

Heo Yujin hesitated on what to do, then leaned towards the counter and whispered.

“I… came for something naughty…”

The tired face of the lady behind the counter hinted urgently to pay and enter, her eyes widened in surprise.

After years of running a motel, she must not have encountered such a guest before.

The lady glared menacingly at me standing behind.

The look that suggests the boyfriend asked the girlfriend to do something strange.

No, I didn’t ask for anything.

Before I could argue, the lady handed over the room key card.

“Check out by 5 o’clock.”

After completing the payment, we took the elevator.

“Sigh…”

Just renting a room seemed to drain Heo Yujin as she slid down the wall for support.

“Is it your first time?”

Heo Yujin’s shoulders trembled slightly.

Normally, she would have remained silent in such an atmosphere.

But now she’s playing the role of my girlfriend.

I acted according to the setting as much as possible through my brain’s big data analysis.

“…Yeah.”

Heo Yujin nodded subtly and glanced at me with a sidelong glance.

“Oh, have you… been here before?”

“I have.”

Heo Yujin’s eyes grew larger than the lady’s I saw earlier.

She looked at me with disbelief.

Feeling a bit hurt.

Naturally, she thinks I’m sympathizing with her.

I am, but…

“When? With whom?”

Heo Yujin grabs my collar.

Is it such a shock to find out that I’ve been to a motel before?

“I used it to stay overnight while traveling alone. Hotels are expensive.”

One of my hobbies is solo domestic travel, taking pictures of landscapes.

So, I use motels quite frequently.

“Ah…”

Her grip loosened in disappointment.

“By the way, Yujin.”

“….?”

“You’re not going to press the button?”

“….?!”

Renting a room was so difficult that she forgot to press the floor button.

Heo Yujin fumbled, checked the room number, and pressed the 7th floor button.

All I knew was model Heo Yujin.

Every aspect of Heo Yujin when she’s not a model is new to me.

Like putting kimchi soup into seolleongtang.

Being embarrassed when called ‘oppa.’

Getting flustered on her first visit to a motel.

Even these immature aspects are endearing.

Of course, the sight of him thrashing around like a horny bastard.

By the way,

Why me?

I’m curious about why he’s acting like this to the extent of using hypnosis on me.

Does he like me?

That’s unlikely.

Considering his usual demeanor, it definitely doesn’t seem like the attitude of someone who likes me.

I don’t know.

-Ding

Reached the 7th floor.

Heo Yujin walked down the corridor, scanning each room number.

Our room was at the end of the hallway, Room 707.

“Huh?”

Heo Yujin turned the doorknob, only to be surprised when the door didn’t open.

He touches the black panel that looks like a key card.

No response.

Of course not.

Because it’s not about pressing a password.

Heo Yujin struggled with the door, unable to open it.

Could it be that he doesn’t even know how to use a key card?

Has he never been to a hotel before?

Feeling inadequate, I snatched the key card from Heo Yujin’s hand and opened the door.

“Ah…”

“You just have to open it like this.”

“I know. I was just kidding.”

Embarrassed, Heo Yujin hurried inside.

I followed into the room.

The room was larger than I had imagined.

A sofa.

A table.

A king-size bed.

Everything set up for some fun.

The room lighting wasn’t just ordinary fluorescent lights; it created a dim, eerie atmosphere.

“So….”

If you’ve come this far, there’s no turning back.

“…How should we rest?”

If you draw a knife, you should be prepared to use it.