episode_0091

“What are you doing?”

Startled, I almost screamed when my wrist was grabbed.

I shuddered as if caught red-handed stealing.

Realizing where my hand was heading, a wave of shame washed over me, my face flushing.

What could I possibly say to defend myself?

Do you already know everything and are just asking me?

If you already know, then, um….

“Uh, um, no….”

My mind was in turmoil.

I couldn’t muster the courage to turn around.

What expression would he have on his face? And no matter what expression he has, could I face it calmly?

I was unsure.

I stood frozen, unable to move except to shrink back.

“Not sleeping?”

In the darkness, Lager, grabbing my wrist from behind, asked softly.

“No, I can’t sleep….”

“Stop fidgeting and go to sleep.”

“Uh-huh. Okay. Yeah.”

And then, as he turned around, the sound of the blanket being pulled up was loud.

The sound of Lager pulling up the blanket was incredibly loud in the clockless room, with only intermittent sounds of breathing echoing occasionally.

“Ale.”

At that moment, Lager called out to me with his back turned.

“Uh, yes?”

“If you can’t sleep, sleep on the living room couch. Take the blanket with you.”

“What will you cover yourself with?”

“Just something. Like a coat.”

“No. You have the sleeping bag you used before you came. Cover yourself with that.”

“…Okay then.”

Still feeling my heart pounding, unable to fall asleep, his suggestion was a welcome relief.

“Well, then, go sleep outside.”

There was no response to his words.

I grabbed a pillow and got up. Slowly leaving the bed and heading out of the room.

“Sleep well.”

Confirming that, Lager turned around and pulled the blanket up to my head.

“…..”

Did he notice everything and send me away?

Should I just relax and fall asleep without worrying?

“I can’t ask him after grabbing him….”

Leaving behind my uneasy and embarrassed feelings, I walked hesitantly to the sofa in the living room.

It was slightly cooler than the bedroom, but once I got into the sleeping bag, it was quite warm and I fell asleep comfortably.

And as usual….

“Uh, hmm….”

As usual…. I fell asleep.

“Until when are you going to sleep? Wake up.”

“What?”

At the whisper in my ear, my eyes snapped open.

Rubbing my groggy head, I got out of the sleeping bag and looked around. The rice cooker, frying pan on the gas stove, and pot were all busy.

“You could have used the academy dining hall, but since we just moved into our new home, I thought I’d make breakfast.”

Only then did I realize the savory and appetizing smell filling the kitchen and headed to the island table.

White rice with plain soybean paste soup.

Grilled canned ham and fried eggs.

Even the pickled kimchi I bought to eat with ramen.

It was a modest breakfast, but it was quite satisfying by my standards.

“I intentionally made the soybean paste soup spicy.”

“Sorry. I should have done it.”

“Where would you find that?”

“But still, didn’t you expect a little?”

As I hesitated to pick up the spoon, Lager chided me.

“If you’re really concerned, try doing it properly next time. Treat your husband a little better.”

“Well, if you tell me in advance….”

I’ll figure it out somehow by searching online.

Instead of answering, Lager chuckled and picked up his spoon. Lager took the first spoonful of the soybean paste soup, and I followed suit, taking a sip.

“Oh, it’s delicious.”

“This is so easy. Just dissolve the soybean paste in water, add chopped green onions and red pepper flakes, and you’re done.”

“Is that so?”

“Seeing even a cooking novice like me do it, doesn’t it seem easy?”

The egg fry was cooked smoothly without a single burnt spot, yet you claim to be incompetent. How arrogant.

“If you practice seriously, you’ll be much better than me.”

“I have no talent in cooking.”

“You probably have it now. The heavenly lady, Ale Chloe.”

“…Do you want to die?”

He gave me a fierce look while stirring the ham, but I wasn’t as angry as one might expect.

It almost sounded like a compliment.

Just as a smile was about to break out.

“But why did you sleep outside yesterday?”

Lager unexpectedly asked.

Was I so drunk that I had no memory of it?

I put down the spoon and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

“You said I should sleep outside. Don’t you remember?”

“I…I did? Why?”

It would be quite embarrassing if I were to be asked about it here.

I should explain it in the most decent way possible.

“I couldn’t sleep. I tossed and turned a lot.”

“Why couldn’t you sleep? You even drank.”

“Oh, that’s…”

If I don’t masturbate, I can’t sleep.

…I can’t say that.

“I’ve been having trouble sleeping lately. I don’t know why.”

“It’s because you lack exercise.”

Lager cuts the egg fry with chopsticks and nods, “Hmm,” while eating.

“You have too much energy because of the lack of exercise. You can’t sleep. Exercise until you drop dead. Lie down on the bed, put your head on the pillow, and you’ll drift off to dreamland.”

“Exercise, hmm.”

I’m kind of doing something similar.

When I think about it, it’s a way to release energy. It makes sense that if you run out of energy, you’ll naturally fall asleep.

Should I try some exercise at home today?

“Let’s exercise together, as a couple, rather than doing it alone.”

“What?!”

Startled by the sudden suggestion, I leaned back and Lager chuckled.

“Is it that shocking to suggest exercising together?”

“W-what kind of exercise are you suddenly talking about?!”

“We’ve talked about exercise before. Home training, couple yoga, there are many things we can do together.”

Oh, that…

I imagined smashing the perverted thoughts in my head and bowed deeply.

Of course, when it comes to exercise…

I thought it was in that direction.

“Ah, I should start getting ready.”

Lager looks at the clock and urges me to finish eating.

It’s 8:20.

I need to be in the classroom by 9, so even if I finish my meal now, it’s cutting it close.

“Hurry up and get ready. I’ll clean up.”

“I’m almost done eating.”

“Just leave it!”

“What’s wrong with being a little late?”

“You went all the way to Yeongchang and now you want to be late on the first day?”

“Fine. It’s perfect for engraving the image of a troublemaker.”

“Ugh, seriously.”

I sighed deeply and glared at Lager. With a look of urgency, Lager stuffed all the remaining food into his mouth and rushed to the bathroom to wash up.

But I don’t hear the sound of him washing up.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

“Oh, my stomach suddenly hurts…”

I’m going crazy, seriously.

“You knew we were going to be late, so what’s with the excuse?!”

“You can’t just go when you feel sick, can you?!”

“Ugh!”

Shaking my head in frustration, I moved away from the bathroom. I took the empty dishes to the sink and put on the apron and gloves I had prepared.

As the detergents were being used, the sound of water running down the drain, Lager came out of the bathroom.

“Phew, I feel refreshed!”

“Let’s go quickly. Hurry.”

“Ale, you look so sexy in that apron.”

“What are you talking about all of a sudden?”

“I don’t really know, but, with the apron, you can just take off everything inside…”

“Shut up and let’s go, you perverted bastard!!”

That bastard is not a woman.

The person who used to be a woman couldn’t understand the primitive attraction point of men so well.

Lager approached playfully.

He patted her butt and quickly ran away.

“Going!”

“Hey!!”

She reflexively tried to throw a broom, but he ran away too fast for her to do anything.

Damn, that jerk.

After the door closed and the sound of the door lock echoed, the storm that had swept through the house quieted down.

“Phew….”

Why did he have to learn such perverted things?

She scrubbed the dishes with force, making a squeaking sound.

Having a warm meal in the morning.

Smiling at each other.

Playing around. Nagging each other.

Looking back, it was quite chaotic, but…

‘It’s a genuine married life.’

Not so bad…. It’s a morning.

After finishing the dishes and vacuuming, she finally had the leisure to feel the sunlight pouring in through the window as she sat on the sofa.

Sigh….

Unconsciously, a relaxed sigh escaped her.

‘But did he really not know?’

He definitely knew last night.

But whether he knew or not, one thing was certain.

That I was in danger.

Whether Lager harbored ill intentions was not really important. What was truly serious was the state of my body.

I never knew that in just 2 weeks, my body would become so depraved that I couldn’t even sleep without self-pleasure.

Protection.

Yes, I needed to protect myself.

If a mini beer entered, I would be quite embarrassed too.

Pleasure is good, but…

In terms of responsibility, I still needed to prepare my heart.

So, I shouldn’t cross that line.

I opened an online shopping mall and started searching for products.

‘Condom…. Large size…. Free shipping….’