episode_0297

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A small outdoor table at a tiny convenience store tucked away in a narrow alley.

So, while we were drinking beer, people occasionally passed by, and as we snacked, cars drove past too—but.

Of all times.

Neither showed up just then.

“….”

…I didn’t hear what you said—not even that.

Not even the most common excuse could be made.

Leaving me no choice but to respond.

“…You’re better at lying than I thought. I assumed you couldn’t.”

So, I tipped the last of my beer into my mouth and dismissed his earlier answer as a joke.

…Obviously.

It wasn’t like there was anyone else here—just me and Seo Woo-jin.

Lying like this in a place like that…? Predictable, but what else could I do?

There was no way to verify the truth anyway.

It wasn’t like Yozora, who’s obsessed with dirty things.

Nor Han Sua, who’s probably had way more experience than me.

…And definitely not that cute-looking girlfriend of his, who only ever watched from a distance.

There’s no way I was the one who felt the best.

“Don’t you remember? We had sex all through lunch earlier.”

“….”

But he—

Even though I dismissed it as a lie without a second thought—

Lightly gripping his empty beer can, he continued where he left off.

“How many times was it? Around four, right?”

“……We did use that many. …Condoms.”

“Baek Seo-yeon, you wouldn’t know since you’re a girl, but usually after one or two rounds, guys need a break.”

“….”

“Back then, Yoo Si-woo was in the next room…, …and it felt good, so we kept going.”

“….”

…Come to think of it, the video Yozora sent only showed one round.

Even if they continued in the bathroom, it’d only be two at most.

I did it way more than that.

And not because I wanted to—

Because Seo Woo-jin did.

Because my body felt good.

That thought left me with a strange feeling, so I tilted the beer can again—

Ah, it’s already empty—snapping back to reality, I set it down.

Not with a clink—

But a thud.

Lopsidedly on the table.

…Then, another question.

“Then… what part of me felt good?”

Borrowing the courage from the alcohol.

I made the question a little more explicit.

“…Why ask that?”

“…If I get a boyfriend…, …I want to do it right.”

“…Just pretend you don’t know anything and let him lead. That’d be the hottest.”

“You took my… virginity… How am I supposed to pretend I don’t know anything…?”

“…….”

“Anyway, what part of me felt good…?”

Unlike me, who was relatively sober, Seo Woo-jin’s hazy, drunken gaze fixed on my face.

One second.

Two.

…Three.

After staring for a long time—

His lips moved.

“First, your looks give you bonus points.”

“…If we’re talking about prettiness, Sua is a little more…”

“Every time you’re about to climax, you try to act like you’re not and relax your body…”

“…I never acted like that…”

“…But then you squeeze so tight, I can’t decide whether to let you rest or just keep going.”

“…H-how do you even feel that? You’re lying to tease me again…”

“You can feel it too, right? How I twitch right before I finish?”

“…….”

“Can’t you?”

“…You sound like such a pervert…”

“I am a pervert. I’ve said it a million times. …Right now, that’s all I’m thinking about.”

“…Pervert. Total pervert.”

“Exactly.”

Just like last time, almost word for word.

I had no idea he could be this explicit.

…I really didn’t.

“…Anyway, let’s wrap up. You seem pretty drunk.”

“…I’m not that drunk…”

“You are. Both of us.”

Woo-jin, who had stood up while leaning on the table, gathered the empty snack bag and beer cans and headed toward the trash bin inside the store.

…Judging by how he occasionally staggered, he must’ve gotten really drunk off just two beers…

For a moment, I blankly stared at his broad back—so different from a girl’s.

I, too, wobbled as I got up, making sure to grab my perfume first.

“Ugh…”

…What Woo-jin just said.

That he was only thinking about “that” right now.

Even though I was drunk, I—

Without realizing—

Kept repeating it in my head.

…If he’s only thinking about dirty things,

Then of course, it’s that.

I want to have sex… or something?

Or a blowjob… Or maybe using my chest or hands…

Ah, maybe not receiving, but pleasuring a girl instead…

“….”

Because of what I’d just heard, I unconsciously glanced at Woo-jin’s waistband for a second.

Hesitantly tearing my gaze away, I turned my head and stared blankly at the walls of buildings I had no interest in.

My mind was full of random thoughts, but this was all I did on the way back.

Not a single word exchanged. Just quietly, leisurely walking through the alley, as if strolling through the night air.

…Well. To be honest, even calling it a “stroll” was a stretch—we were walking that slowly.

And just to be clear, there was definitely no embarrassing reason like “I already don’t want to say goodbye.”

It was just because I was too drunk to walk properly.

I didn’t know what Woo-jin, matching my pace beside me, was thinking—but for me… definitely.

Still, I did know what this guy would do later.

Since he said he was only thinking about dirty things while drunk, he’d probably meet up with some girl nearby after we parted.

And then, he’d go at it, over and over… until he got sick of it.

For some reason, that thought had been irritating me since earlier, but I didn’t know why.

If I had to guess, maybe it was because I didn’t like Woo-jin’s pleasure-seeking mindset?

…Or maybe I didn’t like the idea of that pervert having sex with someone else.

That couldn’t possibly be the reason.

Him asking who he enjoyed sex with the most.

Feeling strange because the answer was me.

Hesitantly asking what part of me felt good.

…Fiddling with the empty beer can while listening to his answer.

All of it was just an extension of simple curiosity.

“…….”

Then why?

Why did the thought of Woo-jin having sex with another girl piss me off so much?

It wasn’t like I was jealous… That couldn’t be it.

Struggling with this unfamiliar emotion—so different from what I usually associated with Woo-jin—I deliberately cleared my throat loud enough for him to hear.

Since I’d already asked him a bunch of questions, just one more wouldn’t hurt.

Trying to resolve this confusion—

Would probably be fine.

“…Are you going to meet a girl now?”

“Huh?”

“I said, are you going to meet a girl like this?”

Ah.

So blunt.

And not something I should’ve said in such a sharp tone.

Maybe that’s why Woo-jin, who had been using polite speech with me as usual, stopped.

After clearing my throat again, I paused and lightly pinched Woo-jin’s sleeve—stopping him beside me.

“You said it earlier. …That you’re only thinking about dirty things right now… Stuff like that.”

“…So?”

“…So… are you going to have sex?”

“Not like I have anything else to do, so probably.”

“….”

Of course. Another girl.

Exactly as expected, so it wasn’t even surprising.

Exactly as expected, so it was irritating.

My voice sharpened again.

“…Who are you meeting?”

“Dunno. The closest girls around here would be Yozora or my girlfriend…”

“….”

“Actually, Yozora might be better. My girlfriend wouldn’t like the smell of alcohol.”

“….”

There was something—

Something I wanted to say, but it just wouldn’t come out.

Even if I said it, it wouldn’t make sense—but I didn’t even know what it was.

I hated how he kept going after girls like this.

It pissed me off how carelessly he mentioned planning to have sex with someone else, as if I were just a friend.

…But then, the way he’s considerate in weird ways with other girls… Really pisses me off.

So much that I want to hit him over and over if I get the chance.

So, the words I wanted to say got stuck in my throat—

But even I didn’t know what they were.

What?

What is it?

…I wish you’d just die?

But it’s not like I actually want Woo-jin to die.

“Haa…”

Letting out a sigh heavy with alcohol, I looked up at his face with half-lidded eyes.

And then—

No choice.

Just said what came to mind.

“You’re not the only one who smells like alcohol… I do too…”

“…What’s your point?”

“…You smell like alcohol, and so do I…”

“So, what about it?”

“….”

“….”

“…I don’t mind the smell…”

…The mental filter I should’ve had.

The alcohol had melted it away.

“Besides, you helped me today…”

The order was wrong.

In exchange for Woo-jin enjoying my body all this time, I’d asked him to help me deal with Yoo Si-woo today.

So, since he helped me with Si-woo, offering myself as payment… was completely backwards.

But neither of us pointed it out.

Not me, who was saying it.

Not Woo-jin, who was listening.

“…Here.”

So, I held out my hand—the one not holding the paper bag.

Covered not by dark sleeves,

But my own pale, soft skin.

“…You want to, right? …You pervert.”

Like always, if you grab this hand, you’ll get turned on.

Then, we’ll have to have sex.

Because it’s the only way to treat it.

Even if I don’t want to, it’s necessary.

…You said it yourself, Woo-jin. My body feels the best.

So…

“…Ah…”

He grabbed my hand.

Don’t let go—I thought.

“…….”

But instead,

He gripped my forearm tightly.

“…Let’s go… sleep…”

Holding it firmly,

He pushed me against a solid wall—

…Where the streetlight’s glow

And people’s eyes barely reached.

“…Mmph… …Hn…”

Two people reeking of alcohol.

Pressing their lips together messily.

Just because.

To tangle their tongues.