Chapter 32 – 6. Dogmatism (3)
The main job of a convenience store part-time job is not customer service.
It’s not about organizing inventory, picking out expired items, or frying fried food.
The main task is…
I am wondering how I can quickly melt this rotting time.
Of course, it is only a part-time job.
The store owner’s position?
Alpanga. They don’t even pay the minimum hourly wage, so isn’t it okay to work for less than the minimum?
“Huh…”
Here. Lee Ha-yoon, sitting at the counter and smiling brightly, was thinking the same thing.
Among all the KakaoTalk profiles listed. Looking at the profile that just says ‘Seo Woo Jin’ without any photos.
All the boys who had at least average scores had their faces on their profile pictures.
Otherwise, move on to photos of your pet, hero photos, etc.
This is just a basic profile picture.
When you think about it, it’s not that big of a deal, but it was still strange.
Do you perhaps not like taking pictures?
Lee Ha-yoon’s twitching finger touched somewhere on Seo Woo-jin’s profile.
… So that an empty one-on-one chat room appears.
“What should I do… “
Suntalk.
I have done this without hesitation throughout my 21 years of life, regardless of whether the other person is a man or a woman, but this time it was very difficult.
We’re not just men, we’re dating… Maybe that’s why.
I don’t even know what to say to begin with.
Hello?
I’m not even an elementary school student. What does this mean?
What are you doing?
Something, that… Doesn’t it seem like he’s secretly saying he wants to do something dirty?
On the other hand, I think the man should talk first.
It seems uncool to even think like this.
Complex emotions swirl around.
“AC…”
Okay. Complex emotions?
This is because I thought about it in a complicated way.
Just like I did with other kids, naturally.
Like an older woman, like a sister… !
Just send whatever comes to mind… !
─What are you doing?
In the end, I sent it.
Well, it does contain nuances that could be misunderstood… It’s not just a big misunderstanding…
… Well, it’s not that I want to have sex with my hair pulled… !
Ugh…
Madam. I’m dying of shame… Ugh…
Lee Ha-yoon, who was shaking, put her phone next to the counter as soon as she sent the message.
Jingling, the door opens and an elderly man leaves after buying a carton of Esse shoots.
What about the robbery?
Also, if something similar happens, they tell me to scream loudly and show some concern.
“…”
About two minutes passed like that.
You should slowly hear a vibrating sound. The turned over cell phone just lies silently without any reaction.
Did you set it to silence? Sigh, Lee Ha-yoon let out a nervous sigh and carefully turned on her phone.
“…”
Let alone a reply, not even the 1 next to it disappeared.
“Woo…”
9 p.M.
It’s not that late yet.
Rather, isn’t it the busiest time?
Whether you are a person who wakes up in the morning and lives a good life,
Whether it’s the life of District 1, waking up at night to play games and sleeping in the morning (Jiyun was like that when she took a long break from her part-time job),
If I had to choose the most active time, it would be this time.
What is it?
Do you play games?
Last time, I thought you clearly said you weren’t particularly interested in games?
Isn’t it?
I played with my phone for about 5 more minutes, pretending not to care at all, and then turned on Talk, but there was still no reply.
The same was true for the 1 next to the message.
“…”
There was a pointless confusion.
─Do you have a favorite food?
After sending one more message, I stared at my phone.
However, all the phone could do was drop the numbers written at 78% in the upper right corner of the screen one by one.
─Are you playing a game?
I added one thing just in case.
It is said that Ji-yoon’s game, where she shoots guns, takes about an hour per game.
That’s why I asked you to talk to me an hour before eating.
There are some games that take less than that and some that take longer, but Lee Ha-yoon decided to wait just one more hour.
It was right after she lay down in bed to fall into dreamland that her cell phone started buzzing.
32
“Ah──! I want to have sex──!”
On an alley that is familiar to me because I have walked there many times.
27-year-old Yozora was bouncing around on my back, looking very drunk.
“At the company… There’s only one guy who looks like Kuma Kuma…”
“…”
“This guy, who looks cute in his own way, just avoids me like a eunuch even though this pretty sister gives him a try… !”
“…”
Beneath that, there was a 25-year-old me busy chewing and swallowing all the swear words that were trying to escape my throat.
… If I’m horny, I’ll just go to a club somewhere.
He said he likes natural encounters and would never go to a place like that.
Crazy bitch.
“Hey, Woojin…”
“Yes, senior.”
“Look at this? Someone else sent me a picture of their dick via DM…?”
“I see. You must be upset.”
“What do you think? It’s so small… I stood it up stiff to show it to me…,”
“Yes. Yes. Don’t point the screen at me.”
“Are they Cheetos? I guess even 10 centimeters would be easy… ? Haha…”
“Ha… You can either sue him or find him and kill him. … Well, it’s probably impossible to file a complaint in the first place.”
“Are they going to keep sending it to me because I accepted it? I should just kill them… Ah?”
Yozora’s cell phone, which was shaking next to her, falls to the floor.
After hearing a creepy sound for a moment, I sighed and walked away.
It happens often. It doesn’t matter as long as the SIM card is intact.
What is money… Because the people holding hands behind the scenes give us a generous amount every month.
“But Woojin… It’s okay for you to be a little smaller… I won’t smile when you do that, sister… Puh-huh…”
“I will just accept your heart.”
“Why… My sister, though, huh? Do you know how difficult it was on the subway when I wore my school uniform… ?”
“I think I’ve heard that at least 10 times.”
A story about how, as I was looking out the window while yawning blankly in the morning, the back of someone’s hand touched my buttocks, pretending to be a coincidence.
I tried to endure it because I was tired, but without knowing the subject, he started gently groping my buttocks over my skirt, so I grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him off at the next station.
After taking a few steps and walking for a while,
A story about going into a quiet park restroom alone with a man in a suit who was breathing like pervert.
A story about escaping alone, shaking off water-soaked hands.
There was even a rumor later that it took over 3 years for the Japanese police to get caught, as to how little they were doing.
If you break it down by series, there were about a dozen more like this.
“Then you have to listen to it 11 times… Seei… Anyway, why don’t you want to sleep with your sister… ?”
“You said S last time. With your own mouth.”
“Ugh. So, what happened… ?”
“But I’m not particularly interested in things like BDSM.”
“Hmm…Yeah… ?”
The same goes for heroes.
If the hero I was interested in had perfect S taste and there seemed to be no way to take him over, I was planning on giving up without hesitation.
Moreover, Yozora is not a hero but a villain.
If she tried to train her, she might get eaten by her in return, and she didn’t want to risk her life.
There are so many things to eat, but should I say it feels like trying my hand at cooking puffer fish? .
“I’ll make you interested, so go to sleep… Like this, like this, my sister will bite you here and there…”
“Don’t do it. You’ll get spit in your ears.”
Hehe… Omnyomnyomnyom…”
“Miss, really… !”
“Next time, I’ll definitely have a drink at home with you… I’ll lock the door so I can’t go out…”
“…”
The next time Yozora says something like, ‘It’s a bother, let’s drink at home,’ I will definitely avoid it.
I engraved it in my bones so I wouldn’t forget it and arrived at Yozora’s house.
It was very awkward to see that it had been cleaned up in an unusually neat manner. I’ve been seeing this for 5 years now.
A bitch who is usually so busy walking around drunk, I wonder when on earth she gets to clean…
Well, I guess I’ll just keep calling a cleaning company.
“Whoa…”
“Kwaaan…”
When I drop it on the bed, Yozora makes a strange sound and hugs the soft blanket tightly.
As I looked at her disheveled clothes,
White under the clothes…
…
Anyway.
I was looking at Yozora, who was squirming with narrowed eyes as if she was deliberately trying to seduce me,
I turned off the light and carefully left the officetel.
*****
It was like that.
All 10 years. Continue.
“…Sister’s body. Do you want to touch it…?”
A whisper filled with the scent of alcohol was heard from below.
Unlike what we have been talking about so far,
So as not to be heard by the man smoking a cigarette on the other side of the wall.
Whisper. Whisper.
“… It’s done.”
My answer was the same as before.
I’ll be able to touch Lee Ha-yoon and Lee Ji-yoon soon, but I don’t have time to gamble.
Okay. That’s what my head thought.
… My eyes were scanning Yozora’s soft body little by little.
Touching doesn’t really matter, a thought suddenly crossed her mind.
Because I am rational.
… Maybe.
“… Lie… I was a high school student until a few days ago, and I said I don’t like this… ? Is that possible… “
“Senior. Where did you say that…”
“Now, now… “
“…”
As I hesitate, unable to tell her to turn off, Yozora falls into my arms.
So that you can openly feel the texture of your breasts. Kwaak.
At the same time, he rubs his face against my chest and looks up at my face with the tip of his nose turning red.
“Puhuh… Look at the expression. It’s so fucking funny…”
“… Why does my expression look like that?”
I think I heard something similar from Lee Ha-yoon.
When I asked with a deliberate expression on my face, Yozora responded with a smile.
“What should I say, a child pretending to be an adult? … Ah, yes…”
“…”
“It’s so fucking Ada… Giggling…”
“…”
“How do you feel? Sister’s breasts… Do you like them?”
“…”
Because I’m Japanese.
Maybe it’s because Japanese people are a bit more sexually open than Koreans, so they don’t hesitate to have conversations like that.
Is it okay for me to interpret the expression on my face that says please stop fucking me and get the hell out of my face like that?
… Why was she so confident when she was a virgin with no experience?
I let out a long sigh that filled my throat,
I answered quietly.
“Then, are you really touching me?”
“Phew… He really, really touched me… Sigh…”
“… Are you okay? I can touch you however I want.”
“Ugh. Well then. Have you ever wondered what a woman’s breasts feel like?”
“…”
“Now… One time… ?”
Before Yozora’s answer was even finished.
I clenched and unclenched her fist and slowly inserted her hand through the thin fabric for the middle of winter.
“…”
On Yozora’s soft skin that was warm, perhaps due to the alcohol.
My hand touches the rough texture of the bra.
Yozora was smiling leisurely, but her expression suddenly stopped. Unhook the bra she is wearing.
Like that.
Smooth big breasts that an adult man cannot hold with one hand,
When we were drinking together, men passing by would always look at our big breasts,
The big breasts that have pressed down on my back every time I got drunk for the past 10 years.
One turn. I gave it a firm squeeze.
As much as I have endured it for 10 years.
Kwaak.
So much so that I wondered if my handprint would remain.
Kwaak.
“…W-Of course~ There’s no way a boy wouldn’t like something like this…”
“…”
“No, no…”
“…”
“…”
“…”
The parking lot on the first floor of the villa can be seen by anyone passing by.
There is even a man smoking a cigarette on the other side of the wall.
Meanwhile, one of my hands, lifting Yozora’s pure white clothes, moved obscenely inside.
Like a lover.
Friendly.
Rather than such words,
Like a pervert.
Creepily.
So that the same words go together.
The tip of the smooth skin touched Yozora’s nipple, which she had dug inward as if she was embarrassed, with the tip of her finger.
Yozora’s nipples keep getting scratched by her short-cut nails.
I can feel a slight fluttering sensation from my nipples, which are slowly starting to harden.
When I checked a long time ago, I found that my breasts were somewhat sensitive…
… What. Anyway.
It’s a reaction that doesn’t really impress me.
Well, it’s Yozoh anyway.
I’m thinking about taking off my panties with you…
Not at all.
“… Tsk…”
“…”
Breasts held with desire.
I start to feel Yozora’s cold sweat on my fingertips that touch it.
As if spreading it all over the chest,
For a moment, I moved my hand in a superficial way, as if teasing me by asking why I was sweating when it was so cold.
… She pinched her stiff, nervous nipples with her fingers.
You didn’t tell me how to touch your body, right?
“…”
There is no reaction.
To be precise, I was trying not to react.
Yozora, who wasn’t looking at anything but my face, glanced at the signs around her.
… My initial plan was just to release some of the desires I had built up over the past 10 years.
Slightly, because I felt a bit awkward.
In the end, Yozora even put her remaining hand inside her clothes her her her her.
She touched the back of her hand and removed the bra that was in the way, so that she could slowly scrape down her remaining nipple, which was still hidden, with her fingertips.
… Eventually, far away. The moment you hear human footsteps.
Yozora’s face turned bright red as if she was ashamed,
“S-stop it…”
“…”
“Stop it… You idiot… There’s someone coming… ! Can’t you hear me… ?”
“…”
Until you whisper.
Absolutely.
Hold, hold.
I teased her stiff, sweat-soaked nipples to my heart’s content.
“Just watch if I fuck with you again. If I fuck with this guy, I’m sure I’ll get caught.”
“It’s terrible. It’s not like I don’t catch it at all on a regular basis, but I could catch it accidentally.”
“I really messed up this time? Look at the group chat. It’s confirmed that all the kids who went to the PC room today are fake.”
“Ah, what the fuck… Why did you get rid of corporal punishment when you can just spank the butt?”
As Yozora pulls her hand out from inside her clothes, three long black padding waddle next to her.
He gave us a little glance, but that was it.
The surroundings become quiet again, and the man who came out to smoke a little while ago looks at me and sneaks back into the house.
Did you hear a sound?
Well, I don’t know.
… In the end,
Only me and Yozora are left.
“… Okay?”
“… Uh… ?”
“I touched it. Just as my senior asked.”
“… Please… ? Am I… ?”
“I heard it’s from the beauty world. Isn’t it?”
“Right… Right… ? Yeah…”
“As you just saw, it doesn’t work, so I’m going back.”
“…”
This was enough. I’m finally feeling less angry.
There is no need to continue a dangerous relationship for a long time.
I took revenge on Yozora, who has been tormenting me for 10 years, once, so now I can focus on Lee Ha-yoon and Lee Ji-yoon.
Just like that, I passed by Yozora and approached the front of the common entrance.
“…”
“…”
I stood still for a while.
Beep beep beep I’m trying to enter the building by pressing the password.
Behind me, Yozora was waiting patiently, adjusting her clothes.
The body she naturally turns backwards.
“Why?”
A question asked in a tone full of irritation.
Yozora answered there.
“…It worked… The world of beauty…”
“Yes?”
“This.”
While gently pointing at the bulge in my pants.
Yozora answered.
“… It was really hard just now…”
“…”
