episode_0466

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“What did you say?”

– I don’t know yet. I just asked if we could meet briefly for now…

“…So, you’re meeting tomorrow?”

– …Yeah.

“I see. Tomorrow. It’s tomorrow.”

– ……

“Hey, should I just go alone and ask? It’s kind of an embarrassing topic anyway…”

– Still, it’d be more certain if we both asked together rather than you talking alone.

“…I guess so…”

The dawn after confessing her true feelings for the first time.

Baek Jiho, sitting against the wall right next to the bed, exchanged brief words with Seol Dabin on the other side.

In the end, she had said it.

That her feelings for him hadn’t changed, but there was something she couldn’t give him as things were.

That she hoped he could find happiness in some other way.

She was aware it was a terrible thing to do.

At a time when she should be cherishing and loving him more than ever, she was telling him to go into another man’s arms. It was far from anything that could be called normal.

Even if she had been met with curses and contempt earlier in the hallway,

or if he had clenched his fists in barely contained anger, she would have accepted it as deserved.

“……”

…But she never expected it would be resolved with such simple, gentle conversation.

Because of that,

the suspicions she already had only grew larger.

She hadn’t anticipated that at all.

“Like I said earlier, don’t push yourself. There’s no need for that.”

– I know. I know. I’ll just ask. If he refuses, of course I won’t bring it up again.

“…Right.”

– And honestly, even if it’s a bit big… I don’t think it’ll make that much of a difference…

“Don’t you think it will?”

– Well, it might. But I’ve heard it can hurt too… Hmm…

Regardless of whether her worries had been resolved.

From Baek Jiho’s perspective, there were too many things she couldn’t understand over the past few hours.

First.

When Dabin was receiving treatment from Seo Woojin.

Though she thought it wouldn’t be noticeable, Dabin had been carefully licking the teacher’s fingers.

Second.

Right after leaving the motel.

She could excuse noticing him getting hard while watching the two of them.

But immediately asking Baek Jiho if she was “into that.”

At first, she denied it, but then left room by saying, “But if you’re asking me to…”

Third.

When she finally admitted her preference.

Instead of being flustered or disgusted, she had been strangely calm.

Fourth.

When she agreed to the request, fulfilling the wish far too easily.

Baek Jiho had only said she wanted Dabin to have sex with a man who fit her preferences.

…And added that it’d be nice if he was on the bigger side—just an uncertain possibility until she saw it.

Yet the immediate response was that she’d ask a certain couple.

Fifth.

Not just any ordinary man, but specifically a couple—an answer that made no sense.

That there was already a “verified couple.”

A friend who had boasted about how big her boyfriend was.

…Someone Baek Jiho knew too.

She even showed messages from months ago where friends at a drinking party had exchanged comments like, “Is it really that big?”

None of it made sense to Baek Jiho.

“……”

…Of course.

For wild delusions,

there was no better material.

“…I’m sorry. Dragging you into this kind of preference.”

– It’s fine. It’s not like I’m completely uninterested either. …Y’know, big ones.

“Haha… Anyway, I just hope nothing goes wrong for you.”

– It’ll be fine. Worst case, the teacher’s a healer type—even if he gets any weird ideas, I can just overpower him and…

“Overpower him and then what?”

When she briefly stepped away from the guys to make a call, the sound of Seol Dabin’s moans still lingered vividly in Baek Jiho’s mind.

Seol Dabin’s room. Her voice, desperately masturbating while calling Seo Woojin’s name, was blatantly recorded.

She hadn’t forgotten at all how Dabin had secretly taken the subway and disappeared somewhere.

The day after Baek Jiho deliberately drank herself into a sweet, drunken sleep, she remembered Seo Woojin leaving Dabin’s house.

None of it was direct evidence.

The only thing remotely suspicious was Seol Dabin’s one-sided crush.

It wasn’t enough to confirm the two had already done something—if anything, even suspecting it felt disrespectful to Seo Woojin.

Of course, logically, she knew all that.

But just,

simply,

for the sake of delusion…

– …I’m not cheating. I’m just accommodating my boyfriend’s preferences. I’ll draw the line. I’ll make that clear. Yeah.

It was far more satisfying to imagine that Seol Dabin was already seeing Seo Woojin.

That she had brought this up because she wanted to have sex with him without holding back anymore.

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If you’re free, could we meet briefly during the day?

My boyfriend and I have something to ask you in person.

It’s the kind of thing we’d rather say face-to-face, so calling wouldn’t work.

Yes. See you tomorrow. The place is…

…

…

And so.

After sleeping soundly, getting ready, and stifling frequent yawns on a Sunday morning at 11 AM,

I checked the mirror one last time and headed to the front door with a calm farewell.

When I said, “I’ll be back,” I casually added that I might be late today.

Naturally, my mom’s brief scolding about coming home early jabbed at my eardrums, and that was that.

…Guess there was only one problematic part in what I said.

I hadn’t explained at all who I was meeting or why I might be late.

I wonder if Mom could even imagine.

Where I was going with my boyfriend now.

What we were planning to do.

What kind of conversation Baek Jiho and I had yesterday.

“…Good morning.”

“…Yeah. Good morning.”

Wrapped in a loose, fluffy hooded jacket, I stepped outside.

The moment I unlocked the door, I ran into Baek Jiho leaning against the hallway wall. I cleared my throat unnecessarily and looked at his face.

…I only said we’d go together, not that he had to come meet me.

How long had he been waiting for me to come out?

At least the weather was relatively warm today…

I barely held back the urge to complain—Why didn’t you just text me to ask when I was coming out?—before clicking my tongue at my boyfriend’s foolishness and walking over.

“Were you waiting for me?”

“Not long. Maybe five minutes.”

“You could’ve just called or texted… What kind of idiot…”

Well, seeing him blatantly lie made all that pointless anyway.

At least it didn’t seem like he’d been waiting too long, which was a relief.

His cheeks were their normal color, and his hands didn’t look cold.

I couldn’t be sure since they’d been in his pockets the whole time, but probably.

Letting out a silent sigh, I glanced around the apartment hallway and continued.

“…Last time I’ll ask. You’re really going through with this?”

“…Probably.”

Not the answer I wanted, but an affirmation nonetheless.

If he was still like this right before meeting Woojin, his resolve must be firm.

No point glaring at him anymore. I relaxed my eyes—already criticized for looking unpleasant—and headed straight for the elevator.

Luckily, the elevator was parked just a few floors above.

It arrived shortly after I pressed the button, and we boarded, descending to the first floor with Baek Jiho, who seemed tense and spoke less.

“…You’ll use a condom, right? Obviously.”

“…For your sake and the teacher’s, not just mine. It’s better to be thorough.”

A short question.

Confirmed.

“What about kissing? …Can I not?”

“…I’d prefer if you didn’t, but that’s up to you.”

“…Up to me… Hmm…”

“……”

“Then, um… if the teacher wants to and the mood is right…”

“……”

Another question.

Confirmed.

“Letting the teacher touch me… that much is…”

“You’d have to. You’d need to get wet… for anything to work.”

“…What about me touching him?”

“…That’s up to you too.”

“Blowjobs…”

“…Do it.”

“…Okay. I will.”

“……”

One last question, answered.

Once we reached the first floor, we headed straight for the subway station.

We had plenty of time before the meeting. No need to rush.

But the distance wasn’t far, so we soon arrived at the station and waited on the platform.

The familiar screech of metal echoed from afar, and we boarded.

After getting off at the bustling district where the café was, we went straight to the meeting spot.

…Which meant Seo Woojin hadn’t arrived yet.

At least that eased some tension.

Maybe it was better than explaining everything while overly nervous.

Especially when the topic was this absurd.

Midway through slowly sipping my drink with that thought—

“At least the person we’re asking is reliable. That’s a relief.”

“Reliable… Ah, Seo Woojin.”

“If it were some sex-crazed bastard, I’d be worried.”

“Y-Yeah. Right.”

Maybe because no one was around to overhear. When Baek Jiho muttered that, I gave a short response and averted my gaze.

That part stung like hell.

A sex-crazed bastard? Wasn’t Seo Woojin himself the worst kind of man, always adding new sex partners?

…And one girl had already given her first time to a bastard like that.

That she was constantly making out with.

That she’d already been thoroughly fucked by.

Of course, I somewhat agreed he was reliable, but…

“…Anyway, I hope it goes well.”

“……”

Hearing Baek Jiho’s quiet mumble,

…I felt a little spiteful.

So I whispered back.

“…Hey. Baek Jiho.”

“…?”

“…Is it really a good thing if your childhood friend gets taken by another man?”

“……”

“If your childhood friend gets railed by a dick way bigger than yours…”

“……”

“Maybe coming every few seconds… not even sparing a thought for you… is that a good thing?”

“……”

“…Hey, fuck. You’re supposed to get mad, not hard—what the hell…”

“Ah, you’re already here. Sorry I’m late, you two.”

Well, Seo Woojin arrived at the café just then.

So the light teasing ended there.