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    “Y-you’re doing it here…?”

    She couldn’t help but panic.

    Her voice couldn’t help but rise at the end.

    Peeking cautiously through the fingers covering her flustered face was the only thing she could do.

    Wasn’t this just a natural reaction?

    There was a perfectly comfortable bed in the next room, so why on earth were they tangled up like this here?

    Just when she thought Seol Dabin’s face had calmed down after leaving the streets behind, it burned up again beyond comprehension.

    And of course, she was covering her face with her hands.

    The heat of her cheeks was palpable to her fingertips.

    But.

    “I wasn’t originally planning to do it here.”

    “You weren’t… So you’re going to the bedroom soon, then…?”

    “No. I wasn’t.”

    “…….”

    “…But seeing how this is already getting a little stiff, I think this pervert likes it.”

    “…Ah, uh….”

    “Maybe it’d be better to just do it here… I’m torn.”

    The senior in front of her didn’t seem to care even a gram about such things.

    Hearing Baek Seoyeon’s gentle refusal, Seol Dabin gulped, still covering half her face.

    Wasn’t it normal to feel embarrassed about doing something like that?

    Showing others how you have sex—did they have some kind of exhibitionist streak?

    …These chaotic thoughts suddenly connected to a memory Seol Dabin had from the past.

    Specifically, that time she’d gone to Seo Woojin’s house out of curiosity.

    Hadn’t Seoyeon senior casually opened the door wearing nothing but an oversized dress shirt?

    Even with traces of last night’s passion—red and blue marks—scattered across her pale skin, her neck and upper chest exposed…

    That was back when they were still strangers.

    Now, they acknowledged each other as Seo Woojin’s sex partners.

    …So it made sense that the “hurdle” of what they could show others had risen a bit.

    In a way, it was only natural.

    “…It’s because you’ve been deliberately pressing against me since earlier.”

    “Even though you’re the one reacting, Woojin?”

    “How am I supposed to not react when you’re grinding so blatantly?”

    “Well, after fucking me senseless all this time…, …I didn’t think something like this would turn you on anymore.”

    “…Get off. And take a look at how Seol Dabin’s doing behind you.”

    “…Even if she’s flustered now, she’ll get used to it after watching for a bit, right?”

    “Anyway, …if we’re doing this, you should at least take your clothes off.”

    “…Ah.”

    But still, come on.

    Senior, you told me earlier to be more honest, but isn’t this too honest?

    Shouldn’t you at least maintain a little of that stoic demeanor from the academy?

    Countless words crunched noisily in Seol Dabin’s mouth, but in the end, all she could do was this:

    Turn her face bright red and peek at the two through her fingers. That was it.

    …And then, when she accidentally locked eyes with Seoyeon senior and Seo Woojin, she’d jerk her gaze away. If that counted, then two things at most.

    Seriously.

    She was so embarrassed she could die.

    Seoyeon senior and Woojin might be used to doing it with three people, but of course, Seol Dabin still couldn’t even bring herself to look properly.

    If they were going to do it, shouldn’t they at least get a little closer first? Like, maybe after a month or so?

    Having sex in the same bed right after meeting for the first time—wasn’t that just absurd?

    These thoughts swirled and reassembled in Seol Dabin’s head until they eventually grew into a single overwhelming desire: I wanna go home…

    But just then, the sound of footsteps on the living room floor drew her attention back.

    “Excuse me. I’d like to hang my clothes here too….”

    “……Ah. Right. You should take them off…. Yeah….”

    The pristine white padding Seoyeon senior had been wearing since they first met today.

    That warm, fluffy-looking coat was draped over the back of the sofa, just like Seol Dabin’s outerwear had been earlier.

    …And because of that,

    the curves of Seoyeon senior’s body, hidden under her clothes until now, were laid bare.

    Even though it was just a plain beige knit sweater—the kind anyone could wear—somehow, on Seoyeon senior, it looked obscenely sexy.

    Especially how her chest stood out unnaturally. It wasn’t like that for others, but for some reason, it was only her.

    No matter how good her figure was, it was like there was something bewitching about her.

    The same went for the pants that seemed too short for this weather.

    More precisely, Seol Dabin’s gaze lingered on the pale thighs extending from the deep blue pants.

    So this is what guys like.

    Even as a girl, she could understand the appeal of those healthy-looking thighs.

    …And Seo Woojin had shown quite a bit of interest in her legs too.

    Without realizing it, she found herself squeezing her thighs together.

    “…Hm? Did you notice?”

    The sound of the two talking reached her again.

    Seol Dabin’s ears perked up on their own.

    “My cover’s gone now. I thought it might be a little obvious.”

    “Pfft…. I was wondering when you’d notice—that’s why I didn’t even zip up….”

    Notice what?

    What does she mean, her cover’s gone?

    Was there something different about senior when she walked over earlier?

    Even after racking her brain, she couldn’t figure it out.

    All she remembered was how pretty senior’s body was.

    She tried to think harder, but

    fortunately, she didn’t have to.

    “…Still, better late than never, right?”

    Senior, having returned to her seat, sat close enough to lean against Seo Woojin’s shoulder.

    …Then, after glancing briefly in this direction,

    she pulled up her knit sweater herself.

    Revealing her beautiful breasts.

    “Since it’s thin and clingy, I thought a pervert like you would notice right away…. …I was almost disappointed?”

    “…Is that really something to be disappointed about?”

    As if she wasn’t embarrassed at all,

    she kept smiling faintly.

    “Because I……. …wanted to have sex with you ever since I saw you earlier….”

    Unlike someone who’d spout clichéd excuses like—

    Because I love my boyfriend—

    Because your sex drive is ridiculously high—

    …She whispered directly into Seo Woojin’s ear.

    “……If you’re going to dig out a girl’s hidden feelings…, …you’d better take responsibility. …You pervert.”

    Pretending to whisper.

    But loud enough to be heard.

    She was laying her honest feelings bare.

    “Besides, we’ve done it on this couch before, remember…?”

    “…….”

    “Let’s have… lover’s sex… ……I’m begging you….”

    “…….”

    “Even when you ravage me like an animal…, …I love you. I love you. I kept saying it over and over….”

    “…….”

    “……Until you came inside me.”

    Somehow, the content seemed conscious of her presence right beside them.

    Listening to each word, Seol Dabin quietly swallowed the saliva pooling under her tongue.

    So they’ve had sex on this couch before.

    Senior’s begged him for lover’s sex before.

    She’s already said “I love you” countless times.

    Creampies… too. She’s experienced them.

    These were all reasons, but not the only ones.

    Seoyeon senior.

    She was quietly sliding out of her pants and panties right now.

    And Seo Woojin wasn’t saying a word.

    …Feeling like she was in trouble,

    that’s what it was.

    “…So, what about Seol Dabin?”

    “…Dabin will have to get used to this kind of sight eventually. What’s the big deal?”

    “Sigh….”

    She’s going to do it.

    100%, she’s going all the way.

    She’d once eavesdropped on Seo Woojin and Hayun’s sex before, if only through sound.

    But this time, with her own two eyes.

    …She was going to watch.

    “Besides, didn’t you just… go ahead and do it with Yozora back then too?”

    “…….”

    “Honestly, this is pretty much the same situation….”

    Yozora.

    It was the first time she’d heard the name, but she could roughly guess who it was.

    Probably the name of one of his sex partners.

    They’d even done it together with three people before.

    Plus, there were some rumors she’d heard about a freshman, so the puzzle pieces fit.

    “…….”

    But more important than these trivial details

    was what was happening right in front of her.

    This.

    “……I want it. …Idiot. Pervert. Trash.”

    That Seoyeon senior.

    The same Seoyeon senior who always carried herself with dignity whenever she saw her in the auditorium.

    …Was now lying back on the couch,

    having pounced on Seo Woojin first.

    “So……, this…, …can I use it…?”

    Glancing toward where Seol Dabin sat with her pretty blue-green eyes,

    she began unfastening Seo Woojin’s pants.

    …This was more important.

    “You’re already touching it without permission—what’s the point of asking now?”

    “If you say yes, I’ll take it off slowly…, …if you say no, I’ll just rip it off.”

    “…Somehow, that sounds like something Yozora would say.”

    “…I can accept other things from you, but I’d rather not hear such unpleasant remarks.”

    With every movement of senior’s slender fingers, the familiar sound of a belt buckle echoed in Seol Dabin’s eardrums.

    Clink, clink. Over and over. For a long time.

    Even in this unfamiliar situation, that sound alone was something she couldn’t help but recognize.

    She’d heard that sound countless times before joining in herself.

    ……But the fact that it kept clinking for this long—

    did that mean senior wasn’t very experienced at undoing men’s belts either?

    If so, was she deliberately…

    putting on an act to look skilled in front of her?

    Normally, was she just as frozen as me…?

    Just letting Seo Woojin lead her around?

    While Seol Dabin was secretly having these uncharitable thoughts about Baek Seoyeon’s clumsiness—

    “……Ah….”

    “…….”

    Baek Seoyeon, having finally undone the belt, slid her hand down.

    …And a half-hard cock

    appeared before her.

    Whether it was Seol Dabin, sitting stiffly on the opposite couch,

    or Baek Seoyeon, staring at it up close—

    both of them

    dazedly

    gazed at Seo Woojin’s cock before—

    “……Beh, eh….”

    Baek Seoyeon, having tucked her hair behind her ear, began carefully licking the tip with her tongue.

    …For now, Seol Dabin

    clenched her thighs and stared for a long time.

    “…….”

    The strange feeling that occasionally crept up—

    she more or less knew what it was.

    But she stubbornly ignored it.

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