episode_0090

Splash.

The sound of water pouring out faintly flows through the gap under the bathroom door.

“Why is my heart pounding like this?”

Perhaps it’s because of the strange noises Lena heard, or maybe it’s because of the peculiar incident that happened with Lager in the underground warehouse a few weeks ago.

I’m not sure of the exact reason, but I definitely felt strange at the moment.

Why is that guy washing up with such a complicated expression?

Maybe my current state of mind is just an excuse.

To be honest, I have to admit that it’s because of the tail.

Back in the underground warehouse…

I enjoyed it.

It felt like a sensation I had never experienced as a man, and I was so consumed by that pleasure that I almost ran until Lager finally put the brakes on.

However, the intense stimulation that made my whole body tremble as he touched my chest and explored the shyly closed legs left a lingering sensation in my body, making me unable to sleep without self-pleasure out of anxiety.

I know.

Since then, my body has been craving pleasure rapidly.

Like becoming addicted to a drug, I keep seeking the sensation I once tasted and longing for even stronger stimulation.

I’m a bit confused too.

Do I like Lager, or am I just expecting his touch and affection?

Not as a woman.

As if I’ve become a female?

“…That’s a bit much.”

It was a point I didn’t want to admit.

Dakota’s nagging about whether I was roughly handled like a dog in the warehouse, though differing in perspective and location, would be embarrassing once proven true beyond doubt.

It’s not about whether someone knows or not.

It was so embarrassing for me to become not just a man but also not a woman.

“So why am I attaching this strange tail…”

I found out that Lena was the one who attached this tail, but whether it reflects Lena’s innocent intention or Lager’s sinister intent, I can’t know for sure.

Anyway.

It’s because of Lager.

“Ah, refreshing!”

As they say, even a tiger comes when called, Lager exhaled satisfactorily as he stepped out of the bathroom.

The new pajamas suit him quite well.

The size fits perfectly. I made the right choice to go to that employee who knew my size well from buying clothes a few times.

“The clothes are pretty, right? You have good taste.”

“I, I just bought them casually. They were on sale.”

“Are they couple pajamas?”

“…It just happened.”

“Oh, there’s a subtle sweetness to it~.”

Saying so, Lager reached out to pinch my cheek.

Tap.

I lightly pushed his hand away and passed by Lager to head to the dressing room.

“Don’t, don’t do unnecessary things.”

As I opened the dressing room door and entered, Lager muttered behind me.

“Ugh. Why are you acting like that, between roommates.”

“Roommate!”

I raised my voice unintentionally.

Lager seemed slightly taken aback and swallowed his breath.

I was equally embarrassed. I didn’t intend to bring up this topic in such a direct manner.

But just…

Because it’s a bit embarrassing…

“We’re roommates. Let’s not go beyond just living together.”

“Hmm. Is that so?”

“Yeah. I’ll be careful, so you should too.”

“You’re right. I’m sorry.”

If I apologize so easily, what will I become?

“No, I mean, it’s not like I’m asking for an apology…”

“Don’t take it too seriously. It’s just a process of adjusting as we live together, you know.”

It’s so easy to say.

As I was about to grab my pajamas from the closet, I suddenly noticed a lingerie set that I had never worn before, tucked away in a drawer.

…Should I wear it?

I hesitated, thinking about how ridiculous I would look if my roommate found out that I bought this and wore it. My hand hesitated to reach for it.

But today, I felt like I wouldn’t have to show this underwear to anyone, so I decided to just wear it.

…But if I’m not going to show it to anyone, why am I wearing this uncomfortable underwear for? Should I not wear it then? But what if…

“Oh, what should I do!”

In the end, I nervously decided to hide the lingerie in my pajamas, clutching it tightly as I headed to the bathroom as if I were running away. My roommate, Lager, gave me a slightly strange look as I entered the bathroom, but I ignored it and closed the door.

“Phew.”

Finally, a sigh of relief escaped me.

I opened the sliding door, put my pajamas and underwear in the bathroom cabinet, took out a towel, and hung it on the towel rack.

And as I waited for the warm water to come out…

Splash.

“Hey, I’m hungry…”

“Eek?!”

I let out a scream without realizing it. Lager looked at me, covering myself with my arms and wrapping my tail around a slightly risky area, with a bewildered expression.

“What, suddenly. We used to bathe together when we were kids…”

“But back then, I was a boy!”

“Anyway, now I’m a man.”

“Oh, why. Why did you come in?!”

Lager, scratching his head in confusion, asked me in a puzzled tone as I angrily vented my frustration.

“I was hungry. I saw there was alcohol in the fridge, so I thought we could make ramen and have a drink together.”

Bland…

Annoying.

“Fine. Make two.”

“Eggs?”

“Don’t put them in.”

“Green onions?”

“Put a lot.”

“Red pepper flakes.”

“A lot.”

“Okay.”

After taking the order, Lager closed the bathroom door. Just as I was starting to relax.

“Oh, right!”

“Eek?! What now!”

Hastily sitting down and covering myself, Lager grinned wickedly.

“You look really embarrassed. The guy who used to be a boy has turned into a busty girl and is now embarrassed, it’s totally a female genius…”

“Y-you, you…pervert!”

In the end, I grabbed something and threw it without thinking.

Fortunately, it wasn’t the lingerie.

*

After a commotion, we settled down again.

Lager, who used to come to our house occasionally and make ramen, showed off his skills by making ramen according to our orders.

He didn’t forget to add a bit more broth and red pepper flakes, as it was meant to be a side dish for alcohol.

We mixed soju and beer for each other, engaging in a ‘who will pass out first’ competition.

After a merciless alcohol battle.

Lager finally surrendered, threw himself on the bed, and said, “Hmm, hmm…”

Resting his head on the pillow, Lager snored and fell asleep.

“….”

I, still intoxicated, couldn’t fall asleep and wandered around restlessly.

It’s happening again.

I know it’s just a dream, but the vivid sensation of being pierced and bleeding was so terrifying that I was afraid to experience it again.

“Lager.”

I approached the bed and called out his name.

He was snoring like an old man, reeking of alcohol, but he didn’t respond.

Is he already asleep?

I turned off the lights in each room and returned to bed, lying quietly next to Lager as I tried to fall asleep.

“Sigh… Hoo…”

Lager’s sleeping sounds were incredibly loud.

Come to think of it, it’s the first time I’ve slept in the same bed with Jisoo as Lager since I became Aeil. Back in the old days, when we were very young, we used to sleep over at each other’s houses for a night.

That was when we were just starting elementary school.

Now that we’ve grown up…

It feels strange.

Thinking about how Jisoo has become a huge guy and I’ve become a girl with a head smaller than his, lying on the same bed together.

A little…

It felt strange.

“Ugh…”

I didn’t do anything.

But my legs started to tangle up on their own.

Just lying next to Lager on the same bed made me feel weird, and my heart started to race.

But this…

This is too… perverted.

How far gone do I have to be to be able to lie next to my drunk childhood friend and have strange thoughts?

I’m crazy.

I’m going crazy.

“Ah, ugh, hng…”

I silently screamed “No” in my mind dozens of times, but I tightly pressed my lower lip to prevent any sound from escaping.

Lager turned his back to me so he couldn’t see, and my hands, in a familiar position I had done many times before, skillfully moved to find their place.

“Ugh, hnn…”

It felt good as my hand touched the soft pad inside the smooth lingerie bra.

I shivered but tried to breathe as quietly as possible as I began to caress the full breasts and hardened nipples with one hand.

It might have been risky, but it only made it more exciting.

‘No, no, this is not…’

Allowed.

It’s allowed.

As my hand moved down towards the thighs, feeling the wetness between them, I anticipated the impending thrill, making my lower abdomen tremble.

About to insert my fingers into the most sensitive part of a woman’s body.

That’s when…

“What are you doing?”

My descending hand was grabbed.

It felt like my heart dropped from a cliff, sinking deeper than just settling in my chest.