Seeing that Kim Hyun-woo had to go to school for a bit, Choi Yoon-ha saw him off right in front of the entrance.

    “Oh. Oppa. Ugh. I’m sorry. I’d like to see you off to the first floor entrance… … .”

    “No. This is a big enough improvement.”

    Watching Choi Yoon-ha struggle to get out of the front door with trembling hands.

    Kim Hyun-woo patted her head.

    At his touch, Choi Yoon-ha stared blankly at him for a moment, her cheeks blushing.

    “You’ll be here soon, right?”

    “Yeah.”

    “Have a nice trip.”

    Choi Yoon-ha, who waved shyly and said, “Have a nice day,” was so happy that she didn’t know what to do.

    “I’ll be back.”

    Squeak. Boom.

    Click-.

    Even after the door closed, Choi Yoon-ha didn’t leave the place for about five minutes.

    Check the sound of the elevator going down.

    Just in case, I even closed the sliding door in the hallway.

    “It’s a shame I can’t chase after you because you told me I can’t leave the front door.”

    She checked the back of Kim Hyun-woo walking far away through the window.

    It was only after his figure had completely disappeared that she began to move.

    [Thunder and Lightning Delivery]

    [Delivery of breast enlargement massager/pheromone perfume/sexy underwear that men like has been completed.]

    “The world has become a better place. Arrived in less than an hour.”

    I was so scared when I got a text message saying the product had arrived.

    Choi Yoon-ha opened the front door as if nothing had happened, went outside, and brought the package back into the room.

    Sexy white bra with thong panties.

    “Oppa… …Will you like me? Will you pounce on me as soon as you see me wearing this?”

    Choi Yoon-ha recalled the sex she had with Kim Hyun-woo, which still seemed to remain.

    Just thinking about him makes my heart burn.

    I never thought sex could feel this good.

    I felt like as long as I had sex, I didn’t need anything else.

    “No.”

    It’s not just about having good sex.

    Sex with my ‘oppa’ was good.

    “Yeah. If it’s not sex with that person, then nothing else matters.”

    Choi Yoon-ha was confident.

    Because the feeling of being raped by a piece of trash and having sex with Kim Hyun-woo are like heaven and earth… no.

    Even that expression was a waste.

    Because the comparison was incomparable.

    “In the end, sex with oppa was good. Huhuhu. Huhuhu.”

    [Pheromone perfume that makes any man fall in love]

    Chirp-.

    “The smell is okay. It’s subtle, and it has a subtle similarity to the smell of my skin. It’s a really great product. I have to give it 5 stars.”

    I also use massagers that are said to make my breasts bigger.

    Choi Yoon-ha cautiously called her parents.

    Even though the top priority in her life has now become ‘Kim Hyun-woo’ and ‘sex with him’.

    However, that did not mean that my regret and gratitude towards my parents disappeared.

    “After.”

    Thump thump. Thump thump.

    I was nervous.

    But now I could make a phone call.

    I was able to tell my parents.

    “Yeah. Right… … .”

    Creak-.

    Choi Yoon-ha unconsciously poked her vagina with her finger and ended up showing a lewd smile that she would never show to Kim Hyun-woo.

    Before she knew it, her fingers were soaked with the fluid flowing from her vagina.

    “Because my brother had sex with me, I’m not scared of anything anymore.”

    Stop-.

    -… …Yoon Ha? Our daughter?

    Mom answered the phone.

    “Yeah. Mom.”

    -… … .

    The answer did not come right away.

    Choi Yoon-ha waited.

    I could vaguely hear someone holding their breath and swallowing tears on the other end of the phone.

    Choi Yoon-ha made an apologetic yet bitter expression.

    In fact, the person who created this is eating well and living well.

    Only our family suffered damage.

    ‘Revenge must be taken.’

    but.

    To be honest, I was thinking that I didn’t care about ‘revenge’ or anything like that right now.

    However, I must take revenge.

    He also knew that only by making that gesture would Kim Hyun-woo stay by his side.

    So, revenge had to be taken.

    That was the order.

    “Mom. I’m fine. I washed my body clean. I’ve been eating three meals a day. I used to be skin and bones. Now I’m worried that I’ll gain too much weight. The door is open longer than it is closed these days. I take a bath twice a day.”

    -… … .

    “I use my phone so much that I wonder if I’ll run out of data if it weren’t for Wi-Fi.”

    -Yeah. Mom will change your plan to unlimited data. Don’t worry.

    “I’m sorry, Mom. Because of me, Mom and Dad left the house.”

    -That’s right! Don’t worry about that. Rather, Mom and Dad are happy that they can spend time with Grandma after a long time. Grandma is also happy that she doesn’t feel lonely.

    “Still… … .”

    -It went well. It really went well. That girl back then… … .

    “No, Miss. Mom.”

    -huh?

    “Oppa. Oppa. You’ve said several times that you’re a man. You’re just prettier than women.”

    -Was it really a man?

    “That’s right. More importantly, Mom. I’m really sorry. I think if I just try a little harder, I’ll be completely okay.”

    Just stay like this a little longer.

    Please help me maintain this happiness.

    I’m really sorry.

    -It’s okay. As long as our Yoon-ha gets better.

    “Thank you, Mom. But you know.”

    -Yeah. Why is that?

    “22 is a pretty good age in the marriage market, right?”

    Only then did laughter burst out on the other end of the phone.

    -Of course. Does our Yoon-ha have feelings for you?

    Very much. ■■ Absolutely. Unconditionally■■■■ My brother and■■ Marriage■■ Family. Happiness■■ Sex. Sex■■■■ Sex.

    Choi Yoon-ha also poked her vagina with her finger without her mother knowing, and drooled as she recalled the blissful dream she had yesterday.

    “Yeah. A little.”

    -Haha. In that case, we should ask Hyunwoo to stay with us a little longer. I’m sorry, but Mom is always on your side. You know that, right?

    “Yeah. I know. Mom.”

    Choi Yoon-ha collapsed on the bed with the happiest smile in the world.

    “Thank you. I really love you.”

    and.

    “Sniff sniff. Your scent still lingers.”

    I love you more than that.

    Brother.

    * * *

    [What does the owner think about yandere?]

    “Well. I think it’s a very attractive trait in terms of story. But in reality, it’s scary. In fact, being a yandere is something that goes beyond the normal category. You know, they say that you can’t control your impulses, right? Like stalking. If you think someone is bothering you, you cross the line without even realizing it.”

    [That’s right. That’s right.]

    “I still think it’s great.”

    Because yanderes can feel a level of happiness and devotion that normal people can’t even imagine, at least for the characters they like.

    Just a tiny voice.

    Even the smallest gesture can give you a sense of happiness and accomplishment that no one else can feel.

    That was a little too much.

    “Still, I think it would be scary to meet someone like that in real life.”

    [Hmm! That’s right. If it’s a yandere in a story, then maybe. In reality, yandere are just like potential criminals.]

    [That’s right. That’s right!]

    While talking to Pia, who seemed to be excited for some reason.

    [Gayeon University]

    Before I knew it, I arrived at the university.

    “… … .”

    I came today without women’s clothing.

    So, I walked towards the building where the club office was gathered, keeping a close eye on my surroundings, hoping that Han Chae-yeon might find me.

    Bokjuri.

    It must have been a while since you got over your stage fright.

    Why did you call me again?

    ‘Ah. Right.’

    Now that I think about it, he’s a member of the same band as Bokjuri.

    Seong Bora and Jeon Ara.

    ‘Two people said they wanted to have sex with me too. I forgot about that.’

    Is that why you called?

    [Bokjuri: Oh my. Senior. Please help us.]

    As they say.

    That’s not the feeling of the message, you know.

    [Girl group band]

    dripping-.

    “Who are you!”

    “… … .”

    The door opened with a bang and Bokjuri’s eyes met mine.

    “Huh? Seriously, who are you? Oh! Sorry, but this is a girl group band club! We don’t accept male members! Oh no. The reason we call it a ‘club’ instead of a ‘club’ is because I like bots! ”

    “No. It’s me. Do you forget even though you called me?”

    “Huh?”

    Bokju-ri tilted her head as if she really didn’t understand what I was saying.

    Meanwhile, one hand was scratching his crown and the other was scratching his chin.

    I could tell he was quite the otaku.

    He’s still an otaku with good reactions.

    “No! No way. But the only person I called today is the senior who did ecchi with me! No way! Are you the senior who did embarrassing ecchi with me? It’s too different from the senior I remember!”

    “Hey. You saw me without my wig, right?”

    That’s the moment.

    “Ah!”

    It’s a blessing that I remembered belatedly.

    After showing my reaction by hitting my palm with a fist and saying “Knock”, Bokju let me in.

    “Sorry, Senior! Your appearance without your wig is not very impactful! I guess I forgot because you are much more attractive when you are dressed as a woman!”

    “… … .”

    “Senior?”

    “No. Nothing.”

    little.

    What I just said might have stuck in your mind for some reason.

    “Why did you call me?”

    As I entered the club room, Seong Bo-ra and Jeon A-ra, who were looking at comic books, waved at me.

    “Senior. Hello.”

    “Cheers-”

    These guys also hang out with Bokjuri.

    Judging from his actions, he’s definitely an otaku.

    “Ah. To be exact, it’s not our problem, but Bokjuri’s problem alone.”

    “The guy named Manager is the most anxious. This is a typical development that would only happen in an animation. Woohoo!”

    You guys are just like animation.

    They are the perfect extras to appear in a romantic comedy with only female characters.

    “Can I get you some coffee? I took the bus here.”

    “Ah! Got it! Let’s go!”

    Bokju-ri asked with a funny salute.

    “Black tea? Green tea? Coffee?”

    “Didn’t you say coffee?”

    “Hehe. Usually when I watch Japanese animation, everyone asks this question.”

    “Please reduce the animation. And it’s good to be in the band. Are you studying? It’s easy to get grades in the first year because there are a lot of absolute evaluations. If you do well at that time, you’ll get a good grade point average later.”

    Gurrr-.

    “… … Sorry. Could you stop talking realistically there?”

    Bokju-ri was shedding coffee along with tears.

    Seong Bora and Jeon Ara saw that and said.

    “We are managing it in our own way.”

    “Yes. I think I’ll get at least a 4.0. It’s easier to get good grades in the first year.”

    “Oh my! Traitors! It’s okay! I have a summer semester!”

    … … I played like that in the first grade.

    As for the guy who said he’d retake the class during the summer semester, I’ve never seen him get good grades during the summer semester.

    “So what’s going on?”

    He asked, taking a sip of coffee.

    “Yes, yes! That’s right!”

    I wonder if this kid can’t stay still for even a moment.

    He said, picking up the poor guitar.

    “You helped me overcome my stage fright before, right?”

    “Yeah.”

    “I’ve been busking a lot lately, riding that momentum. After all, I’m a freshman so I have a lot of free time!”

    “That’s right.”

    “Recently, there are regular customers who come at the same time! Following the first 10,000 won I earned, these days, I’m trying to earn up to 50,000 won.”

    “Yeah… … It’s private.”

    “I’m so happy! I want to play all day long!”

    “Yeah, yeah. What’s going on?”

    Bokjuri said, “Ta-da.” with a cute smile.

    “I guess it’s because the warmth my senior gave me has all worn off. My stage fright has come back again. What’s going on?”

    “… … .”

    … … Is it a battery?

    “Good work.”

    I was just going to get up and go.

    Bokju-ri ran straight to me and hung on to my feet.

    “Oh my! Senior. Please help me! Please help me again! You helped me once and now you turn away from me. That’s not human!”

    This crazy shamelessness… … .

    That bot you like… doesn’t it end up being the complete opposite of the best?

    “More than anything, it was my senior who made me like this! I can’t even live my daily life without wearing no panties these days?”

    I quietly picked up the phone.

    “Yes. Is that a mental hospital? There’s an exhibitionist here… … .”

    If Bokjuri hadn’t cried and clung to me, I might have actually called.

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