episode_0141

Somewhere in the past, I remember seeing a comic like that.

A perilous place where death was inevitable.

Warriors heading there without a word.

Back then, it just seemed like another comic, but facing such a situation myself made me realize it was not an easy decision.

The path to the women’s quarters.

The convenience store bag in my hand felt heavy, and my footsteps sticking firmly to the corridor floor.

While pondering what excuse to give Yuarin, recalling myself in the video he sent made me question the point of excuses.

– “I’m begging you to stop. But you seem so nervous, trembling. Don’t stop then…!”

The lunatic describing in detail his affair with Yuarin while shaking a pillow against his waist.

He didn’t reveal it was Yuarin, calling her anonymous “A,” but the person involved would surely recognize their own story.

“I did bring sweet things, though.”

Starting with Chocomong, filled with nitrogen-rich snacks to avoid harshness that could potentially trigger a headache.

Honestly, wouldn’t it be better to just kneel before Yuarin instead of making this effort?

“Or should I go boldly?”

From the contents of the video, it was clear that no amount of apology would lead to forgiveness.

In that case, wouldn’t it be better to brazen it out from this end?

If I lay down and take control of the situation like last time…

Ding!

Amidst thinking trashy thoughts for survival.

I arrived on the 4th floor where the women’s dormitory was located.

Yuarin, already waiting with arms crossed right in front of me.

Although I was about to press the elevator close button, he reached out, preventing me from closing the door.

“Quietly come down.”

I thought I might rush at any moment, but surprisingly, Yuarin was looking around cautiously.

Even if men entering the women’s rooms was prohibited, how many times had we done it anyway?

After quietly opening the dormitory door, Yuarin quickly looked inside and gestured to me.

“Come in! Quietly and quickly!”

“What’s going on?”

It’s not like we’re shooting a spy movie. What’s with all the secrecy?

“Are you filming instead of Seo Yerin?”

“Shh!”

Hearing noises from the bathroom, it seemed like someone was inside.

Passing by, I entered the room where Seo Yerin and Yuarin were.

“Aren’t you really going?”

“We’re sorry for drinking alone.”

Familiar voices coming from outside.

It was Seoa and Han Bom.

They seemed excited about going somewhere.

“Yeah! I’m fine! I don’t think I can go because I’m tired.”

“That’s a shame.”

“So. Since we’ll be back soon, we should enjoy everything now. It’s expensive if you pay here.”

Either going to a ski resort or a water park.

After barely managing to refuse their persistent invitations, Yuarin saw them off.

The heavy silence settled, so I spoke up.

“What about Juhee senior?”

“She went skiing.”

Lastly, Yuarin, who had gone to confirm if they had truly left, breathed a sigh of relief.

“And Seo Yerin?”

“…She’s at a movie team dinner.”

I shot back sharply, but he let it slide without saying anything.

Thinking I shouldn’t shift the mood over there, I started taking out snacks from the bag.

“Do you have nothing to say?”

Yuarin leaned against the door with folded arms.

Seeing the atmosphere, it seemed unlikely he would accept any apologies.

‘Plan B.’

Let’s go strong, lay down first, and think. Maybe things will ease up if I take the lead.

“I’m sorry.”

Contrary to my thoughts, I immediately knelt down and politely apologized.

The thoughts were firm, but faced with his sinister gaze, I found myself involuntarily cowering.

Yu Arin, after downing the Chocomong in one shot, began to gulp it down noisily.

Having gulped down the Chocomong, Yu Arin irritably handed me her phone. On it was a vivid picture of me taken by Chanwoo’s excellent phone.

– Teacher! Did you like it?

– Why ask that? Could there be a chance I didn’t?! Even though she says she doesn’t like it with her mouth, she eagerly clings to me, saying she enjoys it with her body?!

Jegal Jaemin, that bastard.

Why ask such a thing and make me respond carelessly?

– Ah, I want to do it again. I just really want to do it again!

Shouldn’t I avoid getting too close to Seo Yerin?

After drinking a bit and feeling slightly tipsy, I found myself speaking like a sex guru.

“Well, I didn’t mention who I did it with.”

At least I could come up with an excuse.

“Chanwoo also sent it to you! If he knew you had been with someone else named Daye, would he have sent it to you?!”

Chanwoo probably hoped I’d get screwed over, but instead, it was more like a shotgun blast to the head.

Unintentionally, of course.

“I didn’t handcuff anyone else besides me, did I?”

As Yu Arin opened the second Chocomong, I nodded in response to her question.

“Oh, then of course…!”

I stopped.

Because there was that one time.

“Why did the conversation stop halfway?”

“It didn’t.”

“Who did you do it with?”

“Not with anyone.”

Snap!

Yu Arin grabbed my cheeks on both sides with one hand and pinched them hard.

“With whom?”

“…No one.”

“I didn’t handcuff anyone else besides me. Yerin? Yiseo?”

“It’s not true.”

Pushing away Yu Arin’s hand, I confidently replied. It was a move that threw her off guard.

“Why did you suddenly become so confident?”

Rather than being surprised by my reaction, Yu Arin, while sipping her Chocomong, opened her eyes wide with curiosity.

“It’s not true. Yerin may have said she wanted to, but she didn’t, and Choi Yiseo would get mad if you tried to handcuff her, right?”

This is the conversation skill of a man who used to have an ex-girlfriend.

“You’re a first-timer.”

As I winked and playfully nudged her with my thumb, a fist came flying at me.

“Ouch!?”

“This guy is bragging about having sex with another girl.”

Collapsed on the floor, I felt fear towards Yu Arin, who seemed immune to conversation skills.

Regardless, I learned that telling someone you’re a first-timer makes them happy, but it seems like that wasn’t the case here.

“But why were you hesitating earlier?”

“….”

Drinking the remaining Chocomong, Yu Arin looked at me and slowly opened her mouth.

“Perhaps… the opposite?”

The trembling of my body was a kind of learning, akin to Pavlov’s dog remembering something.

“Did you… like it?”

“H-Huh! Like what!”

Why would I handcuff myself?

I vehemently shook my head, but my wrist oddly felt itchy.

“Right, you did.”

How do they immediately figure these things out?

Whether it was Choi Yiseo or Yu Arin, they easily saw through my lies.

Am I bad at lying?

“Who did you do it with? Who handcuffed you?”

Now, with a keen interest, Yu Arin started to move away from me.

Tearing open a bag of snacks, she gestured for me to sit down casually, and I adjusted my posture accordingly.

“Go ahead, spill the beans.”

“….”

“Hurry up. You need to speak frankly, right? You were quite verbose about the memories of that rough night you shared with me?”

Taunting me, she began to pressure me.

Honestly, back then, I wasn’t very experienced, so I didn’t want to remember much. But since I had already shared the story of what happened with Yu Arin with others…

Before starting,

“Do you have any alcohol?”

Just like before,

I think I need a drink.

“So! Here, this guy was shaking his waist back and forth while teasing me!”

About an hour passed.

Having drunk the alcohol that was in the women’s dormitory, I lay with a pillow on top of me.

“Your hands are tied up, right? But he’s really into it, huh? His waist doesn’t stop moving, does it? I really thought I was going to be sucked dry. I asked him where he learned that, and he just smacked me as I was tied up.”

“Hehe! Crazy bastard.”

Yooarin, listening to my story while sipping on soju, let out a mischievous laugh.

Seeing him enjoying himself, I got more excited and continued.

“At first, I thought he was inexperienced like me. But he kept learning new things and wanted to try them out. Eventually, we tried everything under the sun.”

I moved the pillow aside, got up, and also took a sip of alcohol.

“Ah, it’s hot.”

It was hotter than I expected, so I unbuttoned one button of my shirt and wiped off the sweat.

Drinking alcohol and sharing past experiences seemed to loosen me up more than I thought.

“Oh, Kim Woojin. You tell stories really well. I just got absorbed in it.”

Yooarin laughed heartily while eating potato chips. Knowing he could handle his liquor quite well, he wasn’t too drunk.

In a pleasantly tipsy state.

“My ex-girlfriend was something else. It was tough for me even with you.”

Muttering about my ex-girlfriend who used to play around with me, I found it fascinating.

“Well, I didn’t have much experience back then. But later on, things were different.”

With a confident statement, he raised his chin and clicked his tongue.

As the atmosphere gradually relaxed, I checked the time on my phone and realized it was already 10 o’clock.

It was really time for me to leave now, so I got up slowly.

“Hey, I really have to go now. There are no buses.”

“Going in this state? Just sleep here.”

“I have to go. I’m not an employee anymore.”

Staying at the male employees’ dormitory was not ideal, and even if I were to sleep, it wouldn’t be here but at the men’s dormitory.

As I tried to get up, I realized my body wasn’t cooperating as well as I thought.

“Oh, shoot.”

I had been drinking earlier at the men’s dormitory while sharing stories, and now I had been drinking again.

I was practically having a second round.

Even someone like me, who didn’t get drunk easily on beer or soju, could feel dizzy after drinking this much.

“This is a bit dangerous.”

It seemed like I should just go to the men’s dormitory and ask the guys to let me stay the night.

“I’ll support you.”

Yooarin approached to support me as I staggered. Gratefully leaning on him as I got up.

Click.

A strange sound was heard.

An unfamiliar sensation on my wrist.

“Hmm?”

When I turned my head slightly, the handcuffs Yooarin had put on last time were now on my wrists.

“What the-.”

Before I could finish my sentence, my vision suddenly spun.

I stumbled and fell to the ground as Yooarin pushed me before I could regain my senses.

In a moment of dizziness and confusion.

Both my wrists were now bound by handcuffs.

“Huh?”

Even to myself, my voice sounded pitiful.

After knocking me down and getting on top of me, Yooarin licked his lips and smiled.

“I told you to sleep.”

Only then did I realize what had happened.

‘Oh, crap.’

That things had gone south.

“This guy… telling stories about his ex-girlfriend so vividly?”

“You asked me to.”

I tried to resist, but Yooarin was relentless in unbuttoning my shirt.

“To be honest, it felt a bit uncomfortable when you unbuttoned one earlier because of the heat.”

“Just, just say something.”

I tried to brush it off lightly, but Yooarin’s actions were anything but light.

Since drinking earlier while sharing stories, I had been short of breath, but now he seemed completely aroused.

After unbuttoning my shirt, he ran his hand over my chest, then lowered himself.

Lick.

Just like I had described my ex-girlfriend doing before, he started licking my nipple.

“Is it this salty when you suck on mine? A bit bitter, isn’t it?”

“…It’s because of the sweat.”

“Is that so?”

Chirp.

Slowly and leisurely, Yuarin began to lick with her tongue. Honestly, the pleasure wasn’t immense, but she was getting quite excited.

“I should tell her not to do it.”

Even though she thought that, she didn’t actually say not to do it. She found herself quite impressive.

“You seem to be really into this. Your pants might rip.”

“They might actually rip. Shouldn’t you take them off for me?”

“Hehe, naughty.”

Yuarin teasingly traced her waistline and started licking more intensely, seemingly driven by the competitive spirit with O Yunji mentioned earlier.

“Chewp.”

After tormenting her nipple, she even went in for a kiss this time.

Both tasting of alcohol, yet he seemed to retain a sweet scent, possibly from the chocolate milk he had earlier.

Intense heat.

Slightly tipsy mood.

Excitement towards each other.

Various complex factors were at play.

“I’m coming out!”

Both of us had missed Seo Yerin entering the room.

“Huh?!”

“Eek?!”

Startled, Yuarin quickly got up from on top of me. Due to this sudden movement, my abdomen was compressed, causing me pain, and he apologized in surprise.

But that wasn’t the important part.

“Eh? Wujin? Didn’t you say you were leaving earlier?”

Seo Yerin had a separate conversation.

She had a hard time stopping me from continuing and going with her.

Seo Yerin, who had just returned from a company dinner, was carrying various items, most of which were food.

And what caught my eye the most was…

The slightly annoying wine bottle.

Thud.

Dropping everything on the floor, Seo Yerin alternated between looking at Yuarin and me before clenching her fist and walking into the room.

“I want in too.”

Simultaneously making a crazy statement.

Judging by the grape scent on her breath, she must have had a few glasses of wine.

“Ar-are you crazy?!”

Watching Seo Yerin boldly declare she’s joining without asking or hesitating, Yuarin was taken aback.

Seo Yerin, seeing me already handcuffed, just smiled as she looked at me.

“Oh, it’s nicely set up.”

Although we had been in the break room in the early morning, she seemed to have forgotten everything as she immediately became aroused.

“D-Don’t! She’s leaving now! Kim Wujin, wake up too!”

Desperately trying to get me up, Yuarin was suddenly tackled by Seo Yerin.

Dragging me to the wall, she sat me down and then climbed onto my lap.

Followed by an intense kiss.

There was nothing I could do.

Bound by handcuffs, I couldn’t push her away, so I simply went along with her entwining tongue.

“G-Geez! This is insane!”

Yuarin, who was tearing her hair out from behind, watched Seo Yerin continue the kiss despite his protests and angrily stormed out.

Bang!

As the door closed, Seo Yerin removed her lips from mine, placed her hand on my head, and gave me a chilling smile.

“Wujin, you’re mine.”

“….”

“Huh? Why are you so passive? That’s why you keep getting taken advantage of like this.”

Is this what they call a woman’s bold statement?

Isn’t this usually something bad guys do?

“I-I’m not the problem-.”

I couldn’t finish my sentence.

Pulling my hair back and forcefully continuing the violent kiss, Seo Yerin warned me not to make excuses with a grin.

‘Oh, I’ve lost.’

By the time I vaguely guessed that I would just stay here today.

Clack!

The door opened again, and Yuarin, with a flushed face, entered the room.

“Why do I have to suffer?!”

Indignant, he complained.

“I was the one doing it first?!”

With a forceful step, he approached, making thumping sounds with each footfall.

“Gah!”

Pushing Seo Yerin’s shoulder away, he grabbed my head and kissed me again.