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    Strange…

    No, perhaps “strange” is a bit of an understatement.

    In any case, it was a sight I hadn’t seen in a very long time.

    Lee Jiyun, of all people, turning her computer back on despite it still being early Friday evening.

    Ever since winter break started, she’d been living her Thursdays, Fridays, and Saturdays as if they were just two days, so normally, she should’ve been fast asleep by this hour.

    What’s gotten into her?

    “Hmm…”

    Han Chaejun, who had been about to jerk off after preparing some tissues, tilted his head as he stared at Jiyun’s profile, now lit up with a green online indicator.

    At first, it felt like he’d stumbled upon some mythical Pokémon, but when he thought about it calmly, it wasn’t that big of a deal.

    People couldn’t spend every single day just playing games, after all.

    Even the most hardcore gamers must have days when they’d rather sleep than play.

    After the three of them finished their game last night, he’d assumed she’d gone off to play something else as usual, but it seemed she’d just gone to sleep instead.

    “……”

    But then again.

    Why was that girl, who loved gaming so much, so exhausted last night?

    Could it have something to do with what Seo Woojin mentioned—about her masturbating?

    Lost in lewd thoughts, his mind running wild with fantasies fueled by the drowsy voice he’d heard from Jiyun the night before—

    “……?”

    Chaejun, who had been fumbling around for tissues, rubbed his eyes and stared back at the computer screen.

    …A Discord call from Jiyun had just come through, completely out of nowhere.

    “What the fuck?”

    What’s really going on?

    He was always the one initiating calls with her—this was the first time she had ever called him.

    Did she have something to say to him in private?

    Ah, maybe she wanted to thank him for all the effort he’d been putting into guiding the newbies lately?

    …No way. That brat had zero manners—she’d never do something like that.

    Then why?

    Ah, could it be because of the photo he sent her last time?

    …Seriously?

    Countless possibilities bounced around in Chaejun’s head.

    Whatever the reason, while he’d gotten a few DMs from her before, this was the first time she had ever initiated a call since he’d known her.

    This might not be such a bad situation after all…

    In his imagination, he was already holding a motel key.

    Fumbling for the headset next to him, he answered the call.

    Woojin wasn’t around, so—

    He lowered his voice slightly.

    Made it deeper.

    “Hello?”

    “……”

    But no response came.

    Did she step away after calling?

    Or was it on his end?

    After checking his headset and Discord status, Chaejun tried again.

    “Hello?”

    “……”

    Rustle, rustle.

    A faint sound of movement came through.

    She must’ve stepped away for a moment and was now putting on her headset.

    …He remembered her mentioning she had a wireless one before. Not that it mattered.

    Then, a small, muffled moan reached his ears.

    Mmm… Judging by the soft whimper, she must’ve stubbed her toe against the desk or something.

    Cute brat.

    Her voice was so calm, but the things she did were just so damn enticing…

    Chaejun adjusted his voice, his small cock already swelling slightly in his pants.

    “Jiyun-ssi, did you hurt yourself?”

    “…Ah, well…, …Y-yeah…”

    But what came through the headset next was—

    far lewder than what he’d heard yesterday—

    Jiyun’s breathing.

    “…Where did you hurt yourself?”

    “I…, m-my…, toe… stubbed it… Hng…”

    Honestly.

    There was no way not to notice.

    She was definitely masturbating.

    …She might even be doing it right now.

    “…Does it hurt that much? I keep hearing you moan.”

    “I-Is that… so…? …Just a sec…”

    Using that voice as his appetizer, he tugged his pants down slightly,

    grabbing his cock as it sprang free with a ping.

    …Tissues. Tissues, quick…

    …Ah, and—before she realizes she’s been caught and hangs up, gotta steer the conversation—

    “By the way, Jiyun-ssi, shouldn’t you be asleep right now?”

    “I… should be… but… I went to bed early yesterday…”

    “Ah…”

    “So… today… I woke up… early… Hah…”

    So this is what Woojin was talking about.

    Jiyun was masturbating just now.

    That bullshit he was spouting—this was it.

    At this point, it’d be harder not to notice.

    No matter how generously you interpreted it, she was clearly fingering her pussy while on the call.

    …Fucking insane.

    Such a goddamn turn-on…

    “…So, what made you call me? You never call first.”

    “Ah, well… Hah……”

    “……?”

    “……”

    “Jiyun-ssi?”

    “……”

    What? Why’d her voice suddenly cut out?

    He paused his jerking off to check Discord—Jiyun’s mic had been muted.

    He was about to get off to her voice, and now this?

    Stroking himself to keep his erection from flagging, he waited. About a minute later, her mic turned back on.

    Pant… pant… “Um… CZ-ssi… What were we… talking about…”

    “……”

    Had she muted herself to reach climax?

    Her breathing was far more ragged now, coming in heavy gasps.

    “I asked why you called.”

    “…Ahh, that… I-I wanted to say… thank you…”

    “For the Apex thing?”

    “Y-Yes… That… that thing…”

    “While Woojin-ssi isn’t here?”

    “……Y… Yeah…”

    Deliberately bringing up Woojin,

    reminding her they were alone on Discord right now,

    listening to Jiyun’s cute, flustered panting as she tried to hide her masturbation—

    He kept stroking his stiff cock as he continued.

    You fucking idiot.

    I’ve heard her masturbating now too.

    What’re you gonna do about it?

    You acted like it was some life achievement, but look—

    She got so horny from my photo that she’s doing this right now.

    …This isn’t good.

    I have to fuck her senseless, take a ton of photos, and DM them to you. Only then will I be satisfied.

    Just like I’d planned before—

    Lee Jiyun…

    Turns into such a good girl in bed.

    “It’s fine. I did say I like newbies, didn’t I?”

    “I… see… That’s… a relief…”

    “…But Seo Woojin as a person is a bit…”

    “Huh…? Did he… do something wrong…? Ah… ngh…”

    “Woojin-ssi’s jokes are just… disgusting.”

    “……Hah… Ngh……”

    Every time he spoke, Jiyun’s faint moans slipped through.

    The distant, lewd sound of squelch-squelch echoing between her words.

    Using those sounds as his side dish, Chaejun grabbed a wad of tissues,

    trying to steady his breathing so Jiyun wouldn’t realize he was jerking off too—

    Right then.

    “Yesterday, when I was on call with Jiyun-ssi, she was masturb—Ngh?”

    Screech—screech—

    An unpleasant, grating noise assaulted Chaejun’s eardrums for a long moment.

    What the fuck?

    Did his headset break?

    Of all times?

    And he didn’t even have a spare?

    “Sorry. My headset just died, I think… I’ve had it for a while, so… Tch… Just a sec.”

    Why would a perfectly fine headset suddenly crap out now?

    After ending the call with a sigh, irritation bubbling up—

    A Discord notification chimed.

    Perfectly,

    clearly.

    “……?”

    A new message—just someone asking if he wanted to game. Nothing important.

    So that screeching noise just now was…?

    ─Pling

    Another Discord notification.

    Chaejun’s eyes flicked to the top-left corner, where a profile picture of a cheese-colored cat with a “1” notification badge sat.

    Heart racing as if he’d been caught in the act, he immediately clicked on Jiyun’s profile.

    [Sorry my headset broke]

    “……”

    …Ah.

    Fuck.

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    Maybe pulling her hands behind her back and pounding into her mid-call was too much.

    I thought she’d mute herself and try to hold back her moans,

    but she went all out, whimpering freely while muted—which was exactly what I wanted.

    Still,

    even if Jiyun didn’t say anything,

    she definitely felt it.

    Gripping her cock tightly,

    holding back her moans,

    failing in the end,

    breaking her headset,

    dripping her sticky sincerity

    all over the floor,

    all over the desk.

    “…Ha… haah……, ha…”

    “Hah…”

    Splurt…

    Splurt,

    splurt,

    spluuurt…

    After filling Jiyun, who was climaxing with her face pressed into the desk, with hot cum,

    I grabbed her hips—still hidden under her pajamas—where they’d just been slamming against my lower stomach,

    pulling my cock out as her tightening walls clenched around it.

    …Fuck me.

    Deceiving someone who likes you to have sex—

    I’d thought about it before, but I never knew it could feel this good.

    Satisfied, I let out a few deep sighs at the intense orgasm, something I’d never experienced before.

    I don’t think normal sex will satisfy me after this. Fuck.

    Glancing at the condom tip, now bulging obscenely at the base of my cock—

    To show her just how good fucking her felt,

    I placed the tied-off condom next to Jiyun’s face as she panted heavily.

    “…Jiyun-ah. Your headset okay?”

    “I’ll buy a new one, dumbass…! More importantly, we almost got caught because of you…!”

    “From the vibe, I don’t think he noticed.”

    “You couldn’t even hear his voice, how would you know?!”

    “I can tell from how you’re talking. …So, did he figure it out?”

    “…Dunno. But he seemed to dislike you a bit.”

    “It’s fine. I dislike him too.”

    Having calmed down a bit, Jiyun propped herself up on trembling arms instead of lying face-down on the desk, grumbling all the while.

    Busy being annoyed, she didn’t notice as I removed the ‘headset’ from her hair and ear.

    Thud.

    Clink.

    The ‘headset’—now shattered into tiny ice fragments—scattered across the floor.

    I have no idea how low the temperature had to drop for that to happen…

    But one thing’s clear.

    If I’d tried to fuck Jiyun as a villain, my body would’ve ended up like that headset—shattered to pieces.

    A shitty job where you can’t even fuck the heroines.

    Thank fuck I quit the moment I regressed.

    “And so what if he found out? It’s not like we know each other in real life.”

    “People talk, you know…!”

    “None of them know us personally, so who cares?”

    “…Whatever. I’m done talking to you.”

    Grumbling, Jiyun shut off her computer and wobbled out of the bedroom.

    Soon after, the sound of a flushing toilet echoed through the apartment.

    Now that I looked, the only things left on the desk were Jiyun’s drool and sticky arousal.

    …Kinda disappointing.

    I thought she’d be really embarrassed seeing the condom filled with cum, but she didn’t react at all.

    Or was she too embarrassed to react?

    If I fucked Jiyun all night and covered the bed in used condoms, maybe she’d have to react…

    Or maybe I’d have to fuck her and Hayun in the same bed, alternating between them…

    Whatever. Fuck it.

    Head hurts.

    With a sigh, I flopped onto Jiyun’s bed.

    Fucking Jiyun all night,

    fucking Hayun too—

    still impossible for now.

    But,

    there are plenty of condoms left.

    How long have I waited for this chance, even before regressing?

    No way I’d be satisfied with just once.

    Hayun won’t be back home for a while yet.

    “…Hey, Woojin. You done? Then…”

    Jiyun returned to the bedroom after disposing of the cum-filled condom.

    Grabbing her wrist, I pulled her down onto the bed and rolled around happily.

    And after that…

    Without even bothering to make excuses like “practice,”

    I kept going until Jiyun, her ears red, tangled her tongue with mine first.

    Until Jiyun’s cervix, now accustomed to being fucked, became her climax trigger.

    Until Jiyun, drenched in sweat, whined about the soreness and clung to me.

    Until she said, Be satisfied with this and go home, then sucked me off with all her effort.

    Until I held the back of her head and came deep down her throat.

    …I think I’m fine after a short break,

    she said, eyeing the few remaining condoms before grabbing my fingers.

    Until I fucked her from behind like I did with Hayun in the nurse’s office, kissing her deeply.

    Until I asked, Do you think your sister would like this too?

    …And she replied, We’d have to try to know.

    Loud, vulgar noises

    continued a little longer

    in the younger sister’s room.

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