episode_0015

15

The sound of scrub, scrub from the sink caught my attention for a brief moment.

Leaving Lee Hayoon to her diligent acting, I began moving boxes around near her.

Standing beside her, I opened the kitchen cabinet and placed a Lock&Lock container inside.

Next to the dish soap, I lined up seasonings one by one in a neat row.

I tossed the freshly bought towels onto the washing machine and drying rack right behind us.

Just enough to keep bothering her.

The narrow space made it impossible not to brush past her slightly.

“……Hmm, ahem…”

I gave her small openings but didn’t force anything.

As you can see, Lee Hayoon’s reactions were quite entertaining.

When she heard footsteps, she stopped scrubbing the frying pan.

When I passed right behind her, her shoulders stiffened.

Once I finished moving the boxes and stepped away, she let out an audible sigh of relief.

And then, as if nothing had happened, she hummed a shaky tune.

It was more fun than I expected.

Hmm. If I deliberately don’t push her further, will she really just leave like this?

I’m a little curious.

But my wandering thoughts were short-lived.

After roughly finishing the organizing, I approached Lee Hayoon and spoke.

“Noona. How much longer is that gonna take?”

“…Huh? Uh, this. Uh. Just need to spray vinegar and let it simmer for a bit…”

“Didn’t think it’d be this simple. I was worried it’d take forever.”

“…….”

“Then you can just help with that and head back. I can handle the rest.”

“I-I came to help. Take a break. I’ll do it.”

“It’s fine. It’s not that hard. You can leave after this.”

“…….”

She glanced at me with her shimmering jade-green eyes before resuming her vigorous scrubbing of the pan.

Somehow, her scrubbing had slowed down considerably compared to before.

Maybe she thinks that’s a natural reaction.

Very much like Lee Hayoon.

…And so.

I kept wanting to mess with her.

Like a toy.

“Noona.”

“…What.”

“You didn’t come here with any weird thoughts, right? To my place.”

Clang!

No such sound came.

Instead, the face that had been pouting in frustration since earlier suddenly whipped toward me.

Apparently, Lee Hayoon had convinced herself that this was a perfect plan Seo Woojin would never see through.

…Her intelligence isn’t even at puppy level.

“Did you really? Have weird thoughts?”

“W-what are you talking about? Y-you’re the one who did something weird first…!”

“Me?”

“Y-yeah, last night…! When we were drinking, you…”

“Ah, the kiss.”

“…….”

The moment I casually brought up last night, Lee Hayoon’s expression went blank.

Then, her cheeks and ears rapidly flushed red.

I always find her reactions amusing.

If there had been a woman like this among the villains I toyed with before, I would’ve kept her around longer instead of breaking her.

Too bad I only met her now.

As I watched her, I debated whether to push her all the way to the bed right then or leave her hanging and tease her a little more.

But then—

“……?”

Lee Hayoon, who had been scrubbing the pan furiously just moments ago, began inching away from me.

The ponytail that usually bounced playfully in front of me now swayed hesitantly, as if stained by her embarrassment.

“Where are you going, Noona?”

“…M-maintaining distance.”

“Huh?”

“Maintain a safe distance…!! Three steps. Don’t come any closer.”

“How am I supposed to keep that distance in a studio apartment?”

“Just…! Get out of the kitchen already…!!”

Lee Hayoon shouted after putting as much distance between us as possible.

I’m no psychology expert, but from toying with villains as practice before devouring heroes, I’ve picked up a few things.

One of them?

When women suddenly throw tantrums, it usually means “I surrender.”

Might be a stereotype, but… all the women I’ve met were like that.

Even when they know exactly where their sensitive spots are,

Even when their fingers alone have soaked the bedsheets in slickness, forcing them to shift positions repeatedly,

Even when they’re minutes deep into climax, their pussy clenching uncontrollably,

They’ll still insist they haven’t come once and pretend they won the bet.

I’ve seen it too many times.

Hmm, she’s probably just flustered over last night’s memories and acting out.

With a light exhale, I followed her request and stepped out of the kitchen.

She’s just like this because of temporary emotions—playing along for a bit won’t hurt.

Besides, she’s fun to mess with.

Like a villain being escorted by a hero, I raised my hands slightly in mock surrender and stepped forward.

Lee Hayoon eyed me up and down before cautiously matching my steps, maintaining the three-step distance as she shuffled backward.

“……?”

Now that I look, her position seems a little suspicious.

If she keeps stepping back like that, what’s behind her is…

“Is this good enough?”

“…Y-yeah. That’s fine, so just wait there. I’ll finish soon…”

As I closed the distance while staring at her position—

“…Hey. Seo Woojin.”

“Yeah?”

“I told you to keep your distance. Three steps. S-so stay there and don’t come any… …Huh?”

Just as Lee Hayoon’s foot caught on the bed, sending her tumbling backward, I stepped closer.

One step,

One step,

One step.

Slowly.

“…Eh…”

“…….”

If Lee Hayoon had gotten up from the bed right then, she could’ve escaped without issue.

But despite being an evolved transcendent who moves far better than the average person, she just lay there, dazed.

…Seems she planned to end up right in front of the bed.

Or maybe she was just too flustered and slipped by accident.

Either way—

Doesn’t matter.

However it happened, she’s on the bed now.

“Noona. What are you doing?”

“…….”

Despite having a few seconds to escape, Lee Hayoon stayed frozen, so I naturally placed my hands on either side of her.

Like I was pinning her down in missionary.

Thud.

“Did you come to your junior’s place with a plan like this in mind?”

“…….”

Her flushed cheeks.

Her jade-green eyes, stubbornly avoiding mine, flicked up to glance at me before darting away again.

If she just denied it—said she never had such thoughts, that it was all a misunderstanding—there’d be nothing left to say.

But she’s honest in the weirdest ways.

So stupid.

“Helping me like some dating sim, raising affection points.”

“…….”

Gulp, gulp.

Unable to respond,

Only her throat kept bobbing.

So stupid.

“Pretending to be kind, offering to help with ten minutes of unpacking.”

“…….”

I know everything.

That Lee Hayoon has some feelings for me after I saved her once.

That she’s been overthinking last night’s incident.

That when I tested the waters by sliding a hand around her waist, she didn’t resist.

All of it.

So—

I got a little greedier.

“…….”

“…….”

Tap. I pressed my forehead against hers and looked down at her.

She tilted her head slightly, lips twitching, but unable to fully turn away, her eyes flicked up to meet mine now and then.

‘What are you trying to do?’

Even though she already knows.

‘Get off.’

Even though she could easily push me away.

I leaned in closer—

And lightly pressed my lips to hers.

Not the sloppy kiss from last night.

Just a soft peck.

The kind where you touch and pull away—that’s all it was.

Yet Lee Hayoon’s reaction grew even more colorful.

For one, the furrow between her brows relaxed completely.

The bewildered expression was a bonus.

Blinking rapidly, as if replaying what just happened, Lee Hayoon’s fingers eventually brushed against her lips.

Tap, tap. Like she was checking if it was a dream.

So I—

Grabbed her wrist, pinned it to the bed, and kissed her again.

Lee Hayoon flinched, her wrist squirming, but that was it.

If she really wanted to break free, she could’ve shoved me off instantly.

Hell, she could’ve overpowered and arrested me.

But Lee Hayoon, red to her ears, closed her eyes and accepted the kiss.

When I tried to slip my tongue in like last night, she tensed but cautiously tangled hers with mine.

Clueless about how to move, she just mimicked me with clumsy, kittenish licks.

Adorably pathetic.

So much so that I almost laughed mid-kiss.

No choice—I flooded her mouth with saliva like last night.

The sound of her gulping it down obediently was almost audible.

“…Hah…”

When I pulled away, Lee Hayoon gasped for air, as if she’d been holding her breath.

A sticky thread stretched between our lips. The heated atmosphere shifted with her ragged breathing.

The frying pan drying in the sink was long forgotten.

The only thing on my mind was how much further I could tame her today.

“Mmph… Chup…”

Wondering if she’d changed her mind, I kissed her again—but the result was the same.

She accepted it with awkward tongue movements, diligently swallowing every drop I fed her.

And so—

As she clung to me obediently, I cupped the firm swell of her breasts over her hoodie.

…Did she just look flat because of her clothes?

Or was she always wearing loose outfits except when soaked in the rain?

Her breasts were far more voluptuous than expected, fitting snugly in my palms.

A single squeeze, and my fingers could almost wrap around them entirely.

…If she’s letting me kiss her, a little more shouldn’t hurt.

Grabbing the hem of her hoodie, I pulled it up—and she offered no resistance.

Unbuttoning her academy uniform underneath, lifting her black T-shirt—still nothing.

In seconds, Lee Hayoon was stripped down to her pure white bra, matching her panties. Even when I flicked open the front clasp, she was too busy swallowing my spit to react.

…Right, one of her weak spots was her throat.

Swallowing must feel good for her.

Flicking her stiffening cherry-pink nipples,

Kneading her soft breasts in my palms—

Instead of telling me to stop, she just hardened further.

And later, she’ll be swallowing something much thicker.

“…Hah… You sure this is okay? What if Jiyun finds out?”

“…Hah… I-I’ll just pretend in front of her…”

Lee Hayoon had given up on denial.

‘It’s normal for the older sister to get a boyfriend first.’

‘I’ve had confessions before, you know?’

‘Just turned them all down because of work and taking care of Jiyun…’

She muttered things I never asked.

But then, the dazed Lee Hayoon, who had been leaning in for more kisses, suddenly froze.

Did her phone ring?

No—no vibration, no sound.

Why the sudden pause…?

As I mentally checked where I’d stashed the condoms, Lee Hayoon hesitantly spoke up.

“…Ahem, W-Woojin.”

“Yeah, Noona?”

“I-I’ll… make you feel good.”

“Huh?”

With that, she quickly wriggled out of my arms, knelt on the bed, and patted the mattress.

Like she was offering a lap pillow.

Which was…

“…C-come here. Lie down.”

“…….”

Very unlike her.

Weird.

This isn’t your style.