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‘Well, it’s not like this guy really likes me and thought about marriage.’

Of course, I know. Cheon Soyul’s good opinion of me couldn’t possibly be a romantic liking or favor.

So, I thought I could roughly understand. What she wanted to say, the overall conclusion.

In other words, she had been worrying about the usefulness of the Heavenly Lightning I copied, and then, getting carried away, she blurted out nonsense to her mother. To Manroe Cheon Sehee, no less.

‘Well, it seems her habit of going down the wrong path and stumbling when things are going well hasn’t changed.’

To be a little more honest, yes. We even slept together.

Some new feelings might naturally arise. Even I couldn’t completely deny that thing called affection between a man and a woman.

“But then she found out I did *that* with another woman… Her emotions just exploded, isn’t that it?”

“…”

“She’s probably angry, feels wronged. And since she said unnecessary things and it ended up like this, she must be embarrassed.”

“…”

“And she just intensely dislikes me?”

Cheon Soyul, who had only been twisting her head to the side while I spoke, reacted only at that moment. She glared at me, a quick glance.

“…You know me well. I was so displeased that I almost folded your waist in half. It was hard to resist that urge.”

“…”

That much? No, isn’t that a bit too much, even so?

“Ahem…”

Suddenly, my appetite vanished. I put down the chicken wing I had just picked up and instead rinsed my mouth with a can of beer.

So, how should I handle this?

It’s a part I can’t help but agonize over. I haven’t done anything terribly wrong to apologize for, and Cheon Soyul acknowledged that.

Wasn’t it she who refused my offer to take responsibility then?

‘Of course… even so, I can’t deny that I made a mistake as one person to another.’

I coughed awkwardly. Honestly, we’re not strangers who would never see each other again after one time; aren’t we still close rivals?

Considering the facts alone, I slept with another woman just a few days after my first experience with her.

Cheon Soyul found out about this unpleasant truth, not through my words, but solely through her own deduction.

Those indescribably complex, displeased, and ultimately, deeply resentful feelings she had for me. I acknowledge them.

I sincerely understand and empathize.

‘…What do I really do about this…?’

How on earth should I resolve this complicated situation, and what’s the most ideal way to soothe her sulking heart?

It was the moment I was about to seriously ponder.

“…Well, it’s fine. It doesn’t really matter anymore.”

Cheon Soyul broke the silence.

Her tone somehow sounded relieved.

Feeling a strange uneasiness, I slowly lifted my bowed head and looked at her.

Her expression still held hatred towards me, but…

She also seemed somewhat detached, as if resigned or enlightened. As if saying, ‘I don’t care anymore.’

I felt the ominous feeling from just before coming into sharp focus.

“…It doesn’t matter?”

“Yes.”

Cheon Soyul nodded at my wavering question. She stretched her arm back, resting her hand on the floor, and tilted her head slightly.

A sliver of her pristine white cleavage was visible between the unbuttoned top button of her school uniform shirt.

A soft scoff. A short, light laugh was heard.

“Well, isn’t that the truth? You’re not my boyfriend, and I’m not your girlfriend. It’s ridiculous for us to interfere with each other…”

“…”

“Right, right. Mr. Lee Hyunjin, with your great abilities, please go ahead and enjoy yourself as much as you want from now on. I even gave you my virginity, so I guess I’ll just follow my friends around and hang out with other guys too.”

Cheon Soyul said that and casually brought the can of beer to her lips.

But the moment I heard those words, I felt as if a stone had dropped into my heart.

*I guess I’ll just hang out with other guys too.*

…Even though there wasn’t a single false word, I felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

Very intensely so.

*****

‘…Ugh, seriously. I shouldn’t laugh.’

Cheon Soyul had to somehow restrain the corners of her mouth from curving upwards.

If she laughed now, it would all be over. It would mean her grand plan would go awry.

Cheon Soyul, who had just told Lee Hyunjin, ‘I’m going to enjoy myself with other guys too,’ hoped he wouldn’t realize it was a lie and a bluff.

However, she simply wanted Lee Hyunjin to feel the same emotions she had felt.

To be blunt, it was ‘jealousy.’

That clingy emotion between a man and a woman.

Anyway, unless it was Lee Hyunjin, with whom she’d had a deep relationship all year, she didn’t think her heart would be stirred by any other male student.

Cheon Soyul admitted that she had strong desires. But she was confident that they were never directed at just any man.

It was only possible because it was Lee Hyunjin. Because it was him, she felt no repulsion, and could even face her desires more honestly.

To be frank, that night, she thoroughly and unreservedly enjoyed the pleasure of physical intimacy.

So, she needed to hold the leash now. Call it a woman’s instinct, or intuition, if you will.

If she didn’t somehow take action… Lee Hyunjin would keep repeating the same behavior.

Of course, given his peculiar characteristic, I’ll concede that having relationships with as many different people as possible is advantageous for his future.

‘Alright then. I won’t care whether you do that or not, so…’

If she couldn’t stop his philandering tendencies, then at the very least, she had to be his top priority.

…In other words, a minimum sense of possessiveness that Cheon Soyul also didn’t want to give up.

Anyway, prioritizing herself above anyone else had been the case until now.

Lee Hyunjin cherished Cheon Soyul, and vice-versa. Nothing was different.

The two of them didn’t dislike this relationship. No, they quite liked it.

That’s why Cheon Soyul thought:

As long as Lee Hyunjin didn’t want to give up this relationship, she could, in fact, seize the initiative. There was definitely a way.

“What’s up? Why that expression?”

This was precisely that method.

Cheon Soyul chuckled inwardly.

But she didn’t show it outwardly. Instead, she nonchalantly, calmly, as if asking what the problem was, further provoked Lee Hyunjin’s anxiety.

She stretched languidly and cast a captivating expression towards Lee Hyunjin.

“Surely you don’t dislike me doing it with other men, do you? Aha, even though you left me and had plenty of fun with other women?”

She spoke, and Lee Hyunjin’s lips parted slightly.

“…Well…”

But finding something to say wouldn’t be easy. After all, Cheon Soyul’s words were the most logical.

Cheon Soyul inwardly cheered. Lee Hyunjin’s reaction was too satisfying. It was thrilling.

Yes, you’re jealous too, aren’t you? You don’t want me to be with other men.

Don’t you want my body for yourself? Not to give it to other men.

“Is it something like, ‘If you do it, it’s romance; if I do it, it’s an affair?’”

But the words she uttered aloud were different.

They had to be. For now.

Cheon Soyul deliberately twisted her lips, showing a great deal of displeasure. Staring at Lee Hyunjin with narrowed eyes was an added bonus.

He probably knew, in his head, that there wasn’t a single flaw in her words.

But he wouldn’t want to simply agree.

It wouldn’t be easy to accept.

Yes, yes. Just as she had been for the past three days.

He must be feeling the exact same impatience.

She understood him a hundred, a thousand times over. No, it was even encouraged. Be more, more jealous. Want to possess her more. It didn’t matter. It was all fine.

Because she was just so happy about it. Because her main objective was to enjoy that murky emotion.

Cheon Soyul cleanly wiped away the grease from her hands and mouth with clean magic. Chicken and beer were no longer even in her sights.

She slightly lifted one leg, subtly grabbing and pulling down the pure white stocking beneath her school uniform skirt. With a subtly alluring gesture.

Gulp. A sound of swallowing dry saliva was heard.

Its owner was probably the guy in front of her.

Cheon Soyul couldn’t help but smile at the thrilling sensation. She exhaled a seductive sigh and stretched her leg out towards Lee Hyunjin.

After carelessly tossing aside the stocking she had removed from one leg, she lightly poked his thigh with her bare, fair foot.

His body’s flinch was not only visible but also transmitted as a sensation to her toes.

Cheon Soyul felt a pleasure that wasn’t entirely good for her mind and spoke to Lee Hyunjin.

“Hey.”

No answer came back, but Lee Hyunjin’s complex gaze was fixed on Cheon Soyul.

“Do you dislike me doing it with other men?”

“…”

“Then, listen, you.”

While speaking slowly, Cheon Soyul’s foot didn’t stop.

It moved more. It went further.

It grazed Lee Hyunjin’s knee, then his thigh, and then curled her toes to give a more dangerous and precarious stimulation.

Continuing the sensuous touch, Cheon Soyul resumed her dialogue.

“Show me your sincerity.”

“…What?”

For the first time, Lee Hyunjin showed a bewildered reaction.

Cheon Soyul paid him no mind and smiled with her eyes.

“So I won’t look at other men. Go on, try your best?”

Lee Hyunjin’s lips parted as if he had lost his words, and Cheon Soyul delivered the final blow.

“If you cheated, at least satisfy your wife more. You trashy bastard.”

At her words, spoken with a playful laugh, Lee Hyunjin’s pupils quivered.

The time remaining until his reason completely collapsed. Just 3 seconds.

Cheon Soyul, certain that her temptation had worked, smiled silently and untied the strings of her skirt.