Chapter 277 – 55. Beyond the Wall
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3:30 in the morning.
After watching the video from beginning to end for 30 minutes, another 30 minutes have passed since then.
The video sent from Yozora was the first and last recorded.
In the last scene, which I replayed about five or six times, there was definitely a chattering conversation about whether this was the end or whether they were going to do more in the bathroom…
… But. It’s impossible to secretly take pictures even there. There is no way I could make a video and send it.
Well, even if it wasn’t necessarily that, considering Yozora’s personality, this episode felt natural.
You’re probably wondering what I’m doing right now.
Maybe,
Also, she might not even think about having sex with him.
After tossing and turning under the blanket, I eventually got up, put down my hot smartphone and headed to the kitchen.
I took a step forward with the ankle I sprained a few hours ago and was startled… One step, two steps, belatedly remembering Seo Woo Jin.
After flapping the front of her pajamas, which were soaked with cold sweat, she opened the refrigerator and poured a glass full of cold water to quench her throat.
… As expected, I couldn’t help it because I was so turned on by that trash.
It’s not that I’m sweating because it’s hot under the blanket, it’s just that my body is out of order.
Defending that what happened for 30 minutes was unavoidable.
But still,
I might be able to fool the rest.
I can’t fool myself at all.
Gulp.
Gulp.
“Haa…”
I never dreamed that I would do something like that after seeing a video of Yozora in my life.
Is it normal to spend as much as an hour at a time rather than quitting after just a short while?
One hour of useless masturbation that doesn’t even reach climax?
Shame. Or contempt for oneself.
I let out in one breath the overwhelming emotions that had been flooding in, and really thought about how I ended up being engrossed in her hand-play for nearly 30 minutes.
Do you feel dirty looking at Yozora’s body?
That’s why, even if the sky falls, it will never happen.
It wouldn’t be like that after seeing Seo Woo Jin.
I will admit that he has a fairly stocky body that has been maintained to some extent, but I have seen a better body many times during my almost 3 years at the academy.
But that doesn’t mean we can’t just blame it all on Seo Woo Jin, saying ‘It’s because he’s horny’… Physical condition. It’s not as broken as it was then.
Maybe it’s because it’s only been about 2 hours since I touched Seo Woo Jin, but he seems to be quite fine so far.
Why did I press my clitoris and the area around it for an hour while watching that video?
… I’m not a pervert.
“… I’m annoyed…”
I took a moment to brush the fine hair that had stuck to my cheek due to cold sweat behind my ear.
As I was putting the empty glass in the sink, I glanced down at the frilly one-size-fits-all t-shirt I was using as pajamas.
No matter how much I touched it, the edges of the protruding curve are wrinkled.
Even though it feels like the number of times I’ve directly touched my breasts is only a few times compared to the number of times I’ve pressed my clitoris over my pajamas.
Even so, all I got was the shame of licking my lower lip…
The only scene left in my mind as if it were engraved in my mind was the sweet kiss between Yozora and Seo Woo-jin.
After sighing a few more times because of that annoying scene, I fell back into the warm blanket.
“…”
Now that I think about it, this is the most confusing thing out of all the confusing things.
Annoying.
What on earth is there in that video that would be annoying?
… If I were in a romantic relationship with Seo Woo Jin, I would at least try to understand.
Well, in the end, it’s as if they filmed a scene where Yozora was openly cheating and sent it to her.
But we’re not even like that.
Just… It’s just a relationship where we use each other as tools for masturbation whenever necessary.
But why do I get annoyed while watching Yozora happily having sex with Seo Woo Jin…
“…”
… Are you jealous?
“… Ugh…”
No matter how much I tried to think of other words, in the end the word jealousy was the most appropriate.
I had been ignoring that fact all along, but now I started to let out a groan, covering my head with a blanket.
Seeing Yozora joking around with Seo Woo Jin in a friendly way made me feel somewhat uncomfortable.
After the two of them went into the bathroom together, saying they would definitely wash their hands, they got tired of watching TV for no reason.
I also projected my old self onto Yozora, who was groaning under the rubbish.
… One word, jealousy, is enough to explain it.
I also thought, I’ve never had sex like that before.
It’s also the same thought that crossed my mind – does it really feel good to curl and unfold my toes like that?
But I didn’t want to die just to admit it.
“…”
Whether it’s sexual desire.
Whether it’s love or hate.
Whether it’s the desire for exclusivity.
Anything.
It’s not that I look at that trash bastard as a stone to quench my sexual desires.
Because it means having some special feelings.
277
It was a fairly sleepy day with heavy rain pouring down from the morning.
I guess there was nothing I could do.
Yesterday, I overlapped a lot to relieve Yozora’s mood, and I couldn’t fall asleep until around 4 o’clock because I had to return home.
Still, I have no regrets because it was a satisfying day.
I have escaped Seol Da-bin’s suspicions to some extent…, Baek Seo-yeon, well, it may take some time, but you won’t get anything on your feet, right?
So, I think spending the day tired today is a low price compared to the reward.
“… Aha. There is a club too.”
“Yes, yes. Teacher, aren’t there any clubs you’re interested in? You’re free to just look around!”
“Well, there isn’t anything in particular.”
“The popular ones include travel clubs, and the other ones are bands and shit… Oh, no, there are subcultures of their own…”
The sound of rainwater falling and crashing on the floor.
And thanks to the occasional sound of thunder that becomes white noise, it’s easy to fall asleep even if you’re sitting still in the chair in the health room.
That’s why I wanted to lie down on my desk and close my eyes for a while, but the academy midterm evaluation was the next day.
Not only did I get treatment, but even today, as always, I was exhausted from listening to the chatter of the students who were busy chattering, so I was completely exhausted before lunchtime.
“The next person is injured somewhere… Ah.”
“…”
So much so that it took him three seconds to realize that the next patient in front of him was ‘Baek Seo-yeon’ and not ‘Female Student 1’.
Unlike other students, who mostly wore gym uniforms, he was the only one wearing neat academy uniforms.
I always felt like this, but today I felt even more tired.
I noticed it a little late.
“It’s been a while. Are you feeling okay?”
“…”
… But no matter what, is it right to come at a time when there are so many people?
For such an urgent situation, there doesn’t seem to be any problem with his facial expression or walking.
However, that doesn’t mean he can say out loud, ‘Did you come here because you couldn’t have sex yesterday because of Yozora?’ I can’t even ask that… A word given as if asking how students are doing so that the surrounding students don’t know as much as possible.
Baek Seo-yeon responded as follows.
“My finger was cut by paper.”
“Which finger?”
“Right-hand index finger…”
I got cut.
Even if I look hard, I can’t tell, but I got cut.
She sat down in front of me, spitting out a blatant lie and without hesitation extended her right hand in front of me.
… She wondered if there was a note hidden there, but that wasn’t the case.
I thought he meant it and made an excuse about getting cut on paper.
“I’ll take a look first.”
After speaking formally as if I were dealing with any other patient, I gently grabbed the white paper Yeon in front of her by the wrist.
When I first touched her, she flinched and tensed, but soon she realized that it didn’t really matter that my hand was touching her body, and she began to carefully relax her arm.
I held Baek Seo-yeon’s index finger and looked down, but still.
There is no such thing as a wound.
I can only feel the soft skin.
Well, it was something I expected anyway.
I held back the light laughter that was about to escape and pretended that she was really hurt and continued chatting while holding her finger tightly like I usually do when treating other students.
“You came to me with a cut last time, right? I guess you have to touch paper a lot because you’re the student council president.”
“… Anyway. Yes.”
“Maybe moisturizing will help. They say that if your hands are dry, you get cut easily. I’m not sure where I picked this up from.”
“… I’ll keep this in mind.”
Meaningless question. Meaningless advice.
A half-hearted answer because I know the meaning.
After that, you can hear the voices of other students having random conversations.
A little smaller than talking in class.
However, in a place like a library, it is a conversation that is held with a certain degree of courtesy, without having anything to say even if you are kicked out.
At first, everyone kept their mouths shut and was quiet, but these days, it seems like the health room and I have become a lot more comfortable, and that kind of small talk has become acceptable.
… Anyway, thanks for that.
“… Over there.”
“Please speak.”
Baek Seo-yeon.
I can’t share very, very secret stories.
It seems like he thought it would be okay to bring up a moderately meaningful story.
“I’d like to get some counseling.”
“Counseling? For me?”
“… Yes.”
Consultation.
When I heard that word again, I burst out laughing and asked back.
It’s the same thing Lee Ha-yoon said yesterday to criticize Seol Da-bin.
That’s interesting. If you want to somehow find an excuse to spend time with me, I think there are many ways, even if it doesn’t involve counseling.
For example, if you have any questions about the healing world or if you have training that is taxing on your body, could you please spare some time when you are free?
However, since counseling was the most common option I could easily think of, I smiled and answered before the other students in the health room overheard.
“If it’s okay with me, I can do it for you anytime.”
“… Thank you. Really.”
*****
… Did waking up in the early morning and masturbating for a moment help?
My physical condition was better than expected.
Literally ‘better than you think’.
I feel dizzy just like last time.
Even though there is work in front of me that needs to be done, I have trouble concentrating and my attention is diverted elsewhere.
I want to have sex. It’s not that far yet,
I want to masturbate. The degree keeps going round and round in my head.
You can probably think of this as an early sign of estrus.
I had never had such dirty thoughts before I met a man named Seo Woo-jin.
But to solve this problem, doing dirty things with Seo Woo Jin in the morning is close to impossible.
But that doesn’t mean it’s too late to put it off until after dinner…, … I’m a little worried.
Even if I can tolerate it for now, it wouldn’t be surprising if my symptoms suddenly worsened at some point, right?
Therefore, this choice was similar to the previous one.
From the moment lunchtime is just around the corner, we solve it ‘somehow’ until lunchtime ends.
Since I summoned Seo Woo Jin under the pretext of consulting, all I have to do is decide on a location.
Do it secretly on the emergency stairs like the couple I saw last time.
Find a quiet space with little traffic and use it for a while.
Use another method.
Somehow.
“Did you not sleep well last night?”
“… Don’t worry. I’ll take care of it.”
“Oh, aren’t you going to have a fever? Where…”
“Don’t try to use that excuse to touch me again. I’ll break your wrist…”
“Ugh. Be scared…”
… I also bypassed the annoying vice president of the student body who was deluded into thinking that the same opportunity as last time had come.
With that piece of trash who likes women and has never been jealous or anything like that.
Somehow.
