episode_0376

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“Health teacher’s girlfriend—it was someone else, wasn’t it? That girl used to work at a tteokbokki place—”

“Didn’t I tell you? They broke up a while ago.”

“…Ah. Did you…?”

“And hey, if you dare say that carelessly in front of my friends—”

“I know. You think I’m that oblivious…?”

“You usually are, so.”

“Uh, well… Anyway, where’d you hear they broke up?”

“From another friend.”

For a moment, I brushed off Baek Jiho’s hushed questions beside me before striding toward the three of them.

Being happy to see them was part of the reason, but more than that—there was something else.

“Ah… Haha. Hi, Dabin…”

“…….”

I’m not sure how to describe it exactly.

Suspicion…? Maybe that’s the word.

I don’t know.

To sum it up, it’s something like a woman’s intuition.

Right now, seeing Hayun hiding behind Seo Woojin like a squirrel as I get closer—

I can’t help but be suspicious.

“Uh, hey! Dabin? You’re getting a little too close…”

“Too close?”

“Mhm…”

“What’s wrong with that? At the academy, you’re always sitting on my desk, aren’t you?”

This is the first time Hayun’s acted like this around me.

But it’s not like it’s strange, right?

I’ve bumped into other friends like this before.

Sometimes I’ve even met their high school friends,

and other times, I’ve discovered their secret relationships they tried so hard to hide.

Honestly, if it’s a “secret relationship,” they should’ve been more careful…

But that’s not the point right now.

The main thing is, compared to my past experiences, Hayun’s behavior right now is extremely suspicious.

So I keep glancing at her as she tries to hide behind Woojin.

“Did I do something wrong? Or… do you think I messed up while drunk yesterday?”

“Ah, no! It’s not that! Just… uh, well…”

“…….”

…Weird.

It’s not like she got caught being all lovey-dovey in private after only fighting in public, like that one friend.

And she’s already openly told her friends about her relationship with this guy, so there’s no reason to be awkward.

So why is Hayun sweating bullets like this?

Woojin right next to her looks completely unbothered,

and her little sister behind her is just smiling faintly.

What’s going on?

Rubbing my chin in thought, I ignored my boyfriend’s belated greeting and stepped even closer to Hayun.

Woojin standing in the way like a wall is annoying,

but I can just go around him.

“Why do you keep hiding? Did you buy something weird or something?”

“No, no! I-I don’t even have a shopping bag. Right?”

“Then why… Are you feeling sick? …No, if you were, this… health teacher would’ve treated you already.”

“Uh, I’m a year younger, so you don’t have to be so formal outside the academy—”

“I’m comfortable like this. Health teacher.”

I brushed off Woojin’s interjection with a businesslike tone.

It’s not like I have some deep-seated hatred for him, but that blonde girl from before left a bad impression.

So I shifted my attention away from him and finally got close enough to Hayun, who was now hiding behind his back instead of just his arm.

“…I-Is this enough…? I’m not hiding anymore…”

I could see her forcing an awkward smile,

but—

“…….”

…A tiny sound brushed past my ear.

I tilted my head.

“Wh-What? Is there something on my face…?”

“…No. Just.”

What was that?

I don’t hear it now, but—

A second ago, I swear I heard something like a phone vibration.

“…….”

…Not sure.

Well, maybe it was just a Kakao message.

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…I wasn’t supposed to take Jiyun’s words at face value.

‘…Since he’s a pervert, wouldn’t he like this kind of event too?’

Separate from my hope that Woojin would like it—

I should’ve made a more rational decision.

‘Excuse me, I’m looking for this.’

‘Ah, that’s over at the counter across—’

I should’ve thought it through properly, maybe even drunk some cold water first—

‘…Noona, is this the right one? The one you talked about with Jiyun?’

‘…W-Well, yeah, but… the price is a bit… And two of them…’

‘Price doesn’t matter. …Can you do it, Noona?’

‘…That’s…’

‘….’

‘…If you want me to… I’ll… try my best…’

Doing it at home would’ve been fine,

but… outside?

In front of other people?

How would that even feel?

And then—

‘Then, unnie, let’s go to the bathroom for a sec. …Come on.’

‘…W-Wait, I need… to mentally prepare…’

‘You need mental prep for something this small?’

‘It’s my first time… You’re the weird one for being so casual…’

‘You’ve put in way bigger things than this before, and now you’re fussing over a little rotor…’

‘…! Shut up, idiot…! People can hear…!’

I should’ve considered the possibility of running into someone I know.

“Are you feeling better from the hangover? You could barely walk yesterday.”

“Mhm… Sleeping helped a lot… Woojin helped with the headache too…”

I’m so embarrassed.

I could die.

“S-So, Dabin, what brings you here…?”

“I wasn’t planning to come here specifically, but while deciding where to eat dinner, it just felt right?”

“Ah… dinner…”

“Hayun, are you three here to eat too?”

“W-We were probably gonna eat at home…?”

I want to get out of here as soon as possible.

It’s a relief the vibration isn’t strong enough to make me act weird, but I’m still terrified someone might hear it.

The vibration that started when Woojin pressed the app remote.

The vibration that was supposedly only at level 1 when he showed me the screen, saying “There are more levels than I thought.”

It was already a small sound, and… since it’s inside, it’s probably even quieter, but—

You never know.

…My panties are already soaked and uncomfortable, so there might be some sticky, suspicious noises.

My heart won’t stop pounding, so I clasp my hands over my lower stomach and force a smile so awkward I don’t even need a mirror to know how it looks.

…The corners of my mouth keep twitching. There’s no way it’s not obvious.

How awkward must my expression be right now?

What is Dabin thinking, seeing me like this?

All of it.

“At home, huh… Hey, Baek Jiho. What about us?”

“What do you mean? We’re already here.”

“I told you I’m almost out of allowance. Eating out again today is a bit…”

“I’ll pay, so let’s just go somewhere cheap—”

“…….”

And the sound isn’t even the biggest problem—there’s something else.

No matter how small it is, since it’s a… toy, the pleasure keeps building.

My legs, which were fine at first, are starting to shake.

If it were just muscle fatigue from exercise, I could force myself to hold on, but this is a trembling that starts deep inside.

I’ve felt it occasionally during solo play, and I thought I’d gotten used to it thanks to Woojin, but—

Doing this outside is still too much.

…I can’t take it.

If this keeps up, I might embarrass myself in front of Dabin.

Before this drags on any longer, I need to cut it short and leave—

“Dabin. It’s nice running into you, but we were actually on our way home—”

“Oh, right, unnie… Ah, I mean, sunbae? You talked to me last night, right? You came to our place because you gave my unnie the wrong phone by mistake…”

“Ah, yeah. Right.”

…Hey, Lee Jiyun. You idiot—

Why are you suddenly doing something you never do—?!

You never initiate conversations with strangers unless it’s for work—!

“I was half-asleep at the time… so I think I was a bit out of it.”

“No, it was late. …Ah, what’s your name? I think Hayun called you Jiyun…?”

“That’s right. Lee Jiyun. Unnie and I share the same character in our names.”

“Jiyun…”

What’s even funnier is that Jiyun definitely has the same damn toy inside her too.

I didn’t see her put it in, but we went to the bathroom together.

I saw her flinch when Woojin adjusted the vibration intensity on the app.

She’s not just faking it.

And yet, Jiyun is dragging out this dangerous situation—

Definitely to make me suffer even more.

“…Nngh…….”

Was realizing that the problem?

The moment it hit me that Jiyun was deliberately keeping Dabin talking, the pleasure I’d been desperately holding back started overflowing on its own.

The vibration’s intensity hasn’t changed, but my breathing, which I thought was steady, is getting uneven.

I inhale slowly for no reason,

then exhale sharply for no reason.

My vision is hazy now too.

I’m not looking at anything for information—it’s like my brain shut down because I’m too overwhelmed.

In that state, I stared blankly at Dabin before snapping out of it and looking away.

I can’t keep this up.

At most, three minutes. No, two.

Not just Dabin, but there are so many people around.

If this goes on—

…I’ll definitely—

Disgrace myself.

Here.

“But what I heard before is a little different.”

“Different? How?”

“Hayun said you were worried because your little sister only likes games.”

“Ah, games… Nngh, I do like games… Mhm. I like shooting games. Haven’t played much… lately.”

“…? What’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing. Just bit my tongue… More importantly, sunbae, about the midterm evaluation…”

Jiyun is forcibly prolonging the conversation with Dabin, while Woojin makes small talk with Dabin’s boyfriend.

I can’t just yank Jiyun’s ear in the middle of this.

I want to pinch her arm, her cheek, tickle her armpit like crazy—but I can’t.

The Dabin I know is sharp.

If she sees me acting weird, she’ll definitely suspect something.

So I lightly grab Woojin’s arm and hide behind him, exhaling my hot breath slowly against his firm back.

Hoo, hoo…

I want to yank this buzzing thing out right now.

But I can’t do that on the street.

Forget whether doing this outside is sane—I can’t take my pants off here.

I want to pull Woojin’s arm and whisper for us to go home.

But I can’t do that in front of my friend and her boyfriend.

Rushing to leave mid-conversation would be rude.

Should I just ask him to turn off the vibration?

He’s had his fun—maybe he’ll turn it off now?

“…….”

Woojin’s back. The very edge.

I press my forehead against his shoulder and write on his back with my fingertip.

Turn off the rotor.

Stop the vibration.

You bastard.

…Please turn it off, oppa.

Whatever comes to mind, however it comes out.

My handwriting is usually worse than a foreigner’s, but right now, I’m putting in all my effort.

But Woojin doesn’t take his phone out of his crossbag.

There’s no way he didn’t notice—he’s just wearing a thin shirt.

…I can’t take it.

My knees are about to give out.

In front of Dabin, in front of all these strangers—I’m seriously about to—

Is this what it feels like to lose color in your face?

At first, my head was filled with “What if someone notices?”

But now, I don’t even care—thoughts like “Whatever happens, happens” are creeping in.

So I tap Woojin’s back lightly with a small fist—

Just as my thighs, which had been fine until now, start trembling sporadically.

“…? Hayun, why are you—”

“Ah, sorry, unnie. The taxi I called is here…”

“What? Five people won’t fit. They won’t take us. It’s a fine.”

“It’s fine. Only three of us are… Nngh, getting in.”

I have no idea when she called it,

but a taxi pulls up beside us—

…And we barely escape this hell.

“Are you okay? You’ve looked pale since earlier—”

“Yeah, yeah. I’m fine… See you… Monday…?”

“We’ll get going first. You two, enjoy your date.”

To Dabin, who still looks clueless—

I force a smile, pretending nothing’s wrong.

…While also burning with shame.

“…You happy now, you pervert?”

After climbing the long, steep stairs,

I unlock the familiar front door.

“Making me do that kind of play in front of my friend. …Did you like it, you变态 bastard?”

You were the one who did it on your own.

You suggested it, you deliberately kept Seol Dabin talking—

As if to provoke me, Jiyun whispers while hugging me from behind, just like Hayun did earlier.

…After kicking off my shoes,

I step inside.

“Can I be honest?”

“Of course. …Were you gonna lie?”

“…Watching Noona hide behind me all nervous was fucking hot.”

“Huuuh… So you do like that stuff.”

“Any guy with a dick would.”

“Other guys aren’t perverts like you. …Stupid, dumb pervert.”

Hayun says something about dinner, but I stride past the kitchen.

Then something about showering since we’re sweaty—I ignore that too.

Grabbing her slender wrist, I open Hayun’s bedroom door—

“Unnie’s little sister’s room. …Wanna borrow it?”

“….”

“She’s a freak like you… She’d probably love it.”

Jiyun’s unnecessary comment makes my heart pound like it’s about to fail.

I head straight for the room with the computer and—

…Onto the crumpled bedsheets I saw last night,

I lay down another girl.

“…You’re the worst.”

“…Sorry, Noona.”

“If you’re sorry, turn off the vibration first… …Ngh…”

I want to ruin her too.

Like Jiyun said, maybe I’m an idiot—but with these incoherent thoughts, I pull down her pants.

Peeling off her soaked white panties, I yank out the still-buzzing wireless rotor.

…Then, after undoing my own suffocating zipper—

“You’re the worst, unnie. …Making me wait until my dick got like this.”

With Jiyun pressing her soft chest against my back,

I push my swollen tip against Hayun’s sticky slit.

“That’s why I had to help, right? Unnie can’t handle it alone.”

“What kind of… …Ngh, ngh, logic…”

“…Like solving your weird kinks, for example.”

“You kept—behind Woojin—”

“…Or whispering I love you when you can’t. Guess I have to help.”

In this bedroom where common sense doesn’t exist—

Hayun is the only one with two sane eyes,

while the two one-eyed monsters loom over her.