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    “Am I the only one seeing this right now?”

    Because Sua-chan was stealing all of Seo Jin’s attention, Seo Yeon’s fox tail began thumping restlessly against the bed.

    Her expression wasn’t much different from the usual blank face she wore around me, but there was a strange, icy sharpness mixed into it now.

    …Did I even need to think deeply about it?

    Jealousy?

    “Nice. A massage.”

    “…Ahaha….”

    Ah, of course.

    Seo Yeon, jealous over a guy? The words “Baek Seo Yeon” and “jealousy” together felt oddly unfamiliar.

    But if you turned Seo Yeon into a gumiho, it wouldn’t be that strange.

    I mean, sure, she always spouted boring lines in front of me like, “I’m not interested in men,” “Why would I do something lewd?” or “Masturbating just hurts… Pfft—yeah, it just hurts.”

    But all the gumiho we know about are the exact opposite, aren’t they?

    Even with paparazzi flashing cameras in their faces, they’d act like they were announcing, “I’m off to have sex now~” and go meet up with a bunch of men without a care.

    …Or they’d latch onto just one, exploiting them every night to the point where their exhaustion was visibly obvious from how much the gumiho drained them.

    If Seo Yeon fell into the latter category, it wouldn’t be that weird.

    “…….”

    Well, you were the last one to join this secret relationship, yet here you are, flaunting your possessiveness like this.

    Honestly, it’s a little funny how shameless you are.

    Hey.

    Don’t try to hog him all to yourself—wait your turn. Your turn.

    Yozora-nim is obviously first.

    Cute Sua-chan is second.

    Which naturally makes you…

    Third, right?

    Should I call you the concubine?

    Or maybe just a fleshlight for when he’s in a hurry?

    That’s basically the role you’re filling, Seo Yeon.

    …At least until these unnie are done riding your “stud” enough to get sick of him.

    “So? What exactly are you going to do about this ‘massage’?”

    “W-Well… First, lie down on the bed…”

    “Lie down. And then?”

    “…After that, um…”

    “…….”

    “I-It’s embarrassing to say out loud… Just lying down first is…”

    Pfft…

    That fox tail of hers was still thumping against the bed—I kinda wanted to sneak up and grab it tight.

    While I was lost in that thought, Seo Jin, who had been standing in front of Sua-chan, lightly sat down on the bed.

    As he braced his hands against the sheets behind him and lowered his posture, Sua, still in her maid outfit, began cutely climbing onto him.

    “…You said it was a massage.”

    “…I-It is… A massage.”

    “A massage… is this?”

    “…It feels good either way…”

    “….”

    “S-Sensei…….”

    “…Yeah.”

    “…You don’t like… a cock massage…?”

    …Sua-chan, straddling Seo Jin’s thighs, was vigorously stroking his cock with both hands.

    And right beside them, Seo Yeon was watching with a sulky expression.

    Both scenes were playing out at once.

    “…Ah, you must be feeling good. …It’s throbbing in my hands…”

    Ah, right.

    What if I secretly took a picture of Seo Yeon looking all jealous like this and used it as blackmail material for the rest of her life?

    The moment the idea popped into my head, I acted on it—reaching out for my phone and turning on the camera.

    Hmm~ If I press the button, the shutter sound will definitely go off.

    Which means Seo Yeon will definitely snatch my phone away, so I’ll have to make this one shot count.

    Unless I think of a better way…

    …With mischievous thoughts like these swirling in my head, I put a little distance between myself and the other three before—

    “Next… …here.”

    “….”

    “I’ll give you… a tongue massage…”

    Once I confirmed the focus was set properly on my phone screen—

    Right as Sua-chan’s lips met Seo Jin’s in a wet kiss, her hands still busy jerking him off—

    I caught the slight twitch of displeasure in Seo Yeon’s brow and—

    Grinning slyly—

    …Click.

    I took the shot.

    “…? Hey, Yozora, you…!”

    “What, whaaat? I just took a pic of Sua-chan and Sensei doing something lewd… Eek…!”

    “Give me your phone. The fact that you jumped straight to excuses is super suspicious, you know?”

    Those two over there were so horny for each other that no matter what we did, they’d just keep making lewd noises and kissing—they weren’t even paying attention to us.

    Besides, if you hadn’t been acting cute, there’d have been no reason for you to react to my camera sound in the first place.

    After a brief tussle with Seo Yeon, who lunged at me like she was trying to pin me down, it took less than five seconds before my phone was wrestled away.

    “What the hell did you even take…”

    “Go on, look. It’s nothing special…!”

    All that was in there anyway was—

    A shot of Sua in her maid outfit and Seo Jin mid-kiss, his back muscles flexing.

    …And, very faintly in the corner, your sulky expression as a little bonus.

    Plenty of room to talk my way out of this, no?

    Pffft…

    “I told you. It’s just a pic of Sua-chan and Sensei. See? I was right, wasn’t I?”

    “….”

    “Hey…! Why are you digging through my old photos…! It’s not like there’s anything but lewd pics and drunk selfies anyway…”

    “….”

    “Anyway, now that you’ve seen it, give it back. All I did was take a photo of those two about to have sex…”

    “….”

    But if it’s Seo Yeon, she’d delete even the tiniest trace the moment she found it.

    Before she could catch on, I babbled as much nonsense as I could to distract her, then swiftly snatched my phone back—

    And, with full confidence—

    I took a few more shots of the two right in front of her.

    …Fully aware of Seo Yeon’s occasional side-glances.

    Maybe because of the repeated shutter sounds, Sua-chan was now trying to hide herself against Seo Jin, so—

    I crawled on my knees across the bed to get a better angle—

    Not caring if her pale hands were trying to cover herself—

    Click, click, click.

    “Yozora… It’s embarrassing, so stop taking pictures…”

    “Ah, look at this. A shot where only Sua’s chest is visible. …How is it? …Super lewd, right?”

    “….”

    When I showed Seo Yeon the photo of Sua-chan’s exposed upper half—her maid outfit looking more like a slutty costume—

    Even she, who had been side-eyeing me this whole time—

    “…Stop. Sua doesn’t like it.”

    “…Hehe. Fine, fine. I’ll stop.”

    Bam.

    Problem solved.

    “Well then… I guess there’s nothing else to do…”

    Thanks to that, I now had an ultra-rare photo of Seo Yeon safely tucked away in my gallery.

    After quietly observing the mood, I casually slipped into the spot beside Seo Jin where Seo Yeon had been sitting.

    Ah, sure, the other side was still empty, but—

    …This way is more fun, no?

    “…Pfft, look how hard his dick is.”

    “Haa…”

    “Hey, hey, Sua-chan’s maid outfit really got you going, huh?”

    “I already told you. …It’s hot.”

    “Heeeh… You get turned on by both a kimono and a maid outfit.”

    “….”

    “…If I want you to fuck me senseless, I guess I should wear stuff like this more often…?”

    Now that I’ve gauged Seo Yeon’s possessiveness—

    Every little word and action between me and Seo Jin must be really…

    What’s the Korean phrase…

    Ah.

    “Getting under her skin.”

    Which just makes it more fun.

    “Sua-chan, hold on… I’ll rub the head for a bit…”

    “Ah, …like this?”

    “Yeah, yeah.”

    A quick glance confirmed Seo Yeon’s fox tail was still behaving, but the way she hesitantly tried to squeeze into the open space was enough to make me snicker.

    Leaning against Seo Jin’s shoulder, I giggled before pressing my fingertips against the tip of his cock—as if putting on a show for someone.

    I left the shaft-stroking entirely to Sua-chan.

    The most sensitive part?

    That was mine.

    So Seo Yeon wouldn’t have any room to interfere—I’d claim it all.

    “…How is it? This? …Feels good?”

    “….”

    “Don’t just breathe heavy without answering. I heard guys can’t last long if you tease the head like this…”

    “…You can tell just by looking.”

    “Hmm~… My technique must feel so good, but you’re still not close to cumming?”

    “Stop… fucking around. …You know how it is.”

    “Ehehe. I dunno~”

    I do know.

    The way I’m lightly scratching the head with my fingertips—it feels so good his hips keep twitching every now and then.

    …Even without Seo Yeon here, I could do this much.

    If I push it this far, will it really get under her skin?

    Our adorable Seo Yeon-chan.

    “…Haa…….”

    As I kept teasing him—

    Seo Jin swept his bangs back and let out a sigh thick with lust.

    And eventually—

    …Proof of just how irresistible I was began to surface.

    “Chu, chuu…, …ngh, mmph…….”

    …One of which was—

    This.

    A four-way, tangled-up—

    Perverted kiss.

    “…Haa, ngh…. …Hmph….”

    Seo Jin, driven wild by three females.

    Sua-chan, as cute as ever.

    …Me, right there with them.

    And Seo Yeon, pretending not to care while subtly pressing closer.

    All our saliva—

    Mixing together through Seo Jin.

    A kiss so depraved, only a true pervert could experience it.

    “…Ah, Sensei…”

    “…….”

    …And the live, raw sex—

    Between a horny stud and his bitches.

    A front-row seat.

    “Ah…, ngh….”

    Without even waiting for the girl’s permission, he forced her onto the bed.

    Slowly.

    Deliberately.

    But with his full weight behind it.

    In one thrust, he buried himself to the hilt—

    …And, as if he’d already tamed her enough that it didn’t matter—

    He started fucking her like she was just a hole to use.

    Creak, creak— the bed groaned in protest.

    The kind of sex I’d only fantasized about while masturbating… …now playing out before me.

    “I should be… servicing you……♡”

    Could anyone but a true degenerate experience something like this?

    Watching my friend get railed by a man—

    While another friend and I quietly spectated, holding our breaths.

    …Honestly, if you really think about it—

    Isn’t this the kind of thing you’d only experience if you were completely insane?

    “…….”

    For a brief moment, I was overwhelmed by the lewd sounds of skin slapping against skin—

    But I let my kimono slip off my shoulders and stayed like that.

    To get a closer look at the rolled-up skirt of Sua’s maid outfit—

    I moved to Seo Jin’s side.

    …Ah, of course, it wasn’t just because I wanted to watch.

    Honestly.

    “…Hey. Yozora. Don’t get in the way.”

    “…What are you talking about? I’m helping.”

    “How is clinging to his back ‘helping’?”

    “…Dunno. But it is… Hey, let me just… nibble your ear…”

    It’s not like I was as jealous as Seo Yeon, but—

    A little envy?

    That much should be fine.

    “Ngh, ugh……. …Hah, nn………♡”

    “…Hey, the whole ‘teaching Seo Yeon’ thing is kinda fading now…”

    “…….”

    “…Should we just do it? …All of us together?”

    …Watching Sua get ravaged like this—

    I couldn’t help but want to be taken the same way.

    So asking him to fuck me too… was only natural.

    Unlike the gumiho who wanted to monopolize Seo Jin with all her possessiveness—

    This was perfectly.

    Normal.

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