Chapter 33 – 7. I Will Never Have Sex With You
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Alcohol.
When it starts to melt into the blood, it feels very good.
Deep sleep of more than 12 hours.
If you wriggle and stretch in bed, it feels very refreshing.
Forcing myself to continue a conversation with someone who openly hates me.
Even I, the owner of my own body, am a little confused about this… ,
… I think this probably feels really good too.
“You can’t break it… ? You know… ?”
“Yes. Yes.”
Seo Woo Jin is calmly receiving alcohol in front of me.
When I talked to him, I never stopped smiling throughout the conversation.
The corners of my mouth are twitching.
Even in Japan,
Even in Korea.
I’ve never met a man who treats me as harshly as you do.
… So.
It’s so fun.
On the one hand,
I wonder what your inner thoughts are.
“Why S? Is it bad…? I just want to eat it…”
“I don’t want to be beaten. “I do.”
“Don’t do that… I’ll make you feel really good… “
“No, I’m not interested. I’d rather write on Twitter or something. If you’re a senior, dozens of perverts will send you fucking DMs asking you to step on them.”
“Phew… Damn DM… I don’t like it… Isn’t that kind of gross… ?”
“Haa…”
Whoa, whoa, take a deep breath and get on the train full of people. Since my innocent middle school days, when my heart was racing every time,
Until my high school days when I became frustrated because I couldn’t find a guy I liked for several years.
99% of guys with dicks feel like they made a promise…
I take a quick glance at my body covered by the school uniform,
I hesitated and stuck my hand in my pants pocket.
But you, the same man, why do you hate me?
If… He noticed what I wanted and deliberately…
… Hmm.
In Japan, there is a saying, “皮算用”.
If you translate it into Korean,
Kimchi soup no no.
“Woojin…”
“Yes.”
“Are you… Gay… ?”
“It’s not.”
“They say strong negativity equals strong positivity… !”
“Who is it? Namho?”
“Yes…”
“… I like girls too. You saw it last time. There was a girl sleeping in my room. My senior also said that she knew her across the street.”
“That’s true, but… Isn’t it a smoke screen… ?”
“Haa…”
99% of idiots just spy on me from afar.
Going one step further, 0.9% would make a dismal clicking sound nearby.
That’s it, I can forgive you as much as you want.
Just because you look at people’s bodies and take pictures with a camera doesn’t mean they wear out.
If you think of it as the price of finding a decent man, it was a cheap price.
The 0.1% who advanced from there were much more active than the other males.
Because he made a disgusting proposal to me that risked his life.
Then, I have to tell you my answer.
… In a quiet bathroom.
Just the two of us facing each other.
“…Okay. I guess that’s Lori’s taste…”
“Are you drunk?”
“No, no, it’s not like that… It doesn’t make sense to pass up the opportunity to have sex with a girl like me… “
“I just don’t want to be beaten by my senior.”
“Ugh… Then let’s start with light handcuffs, step by step… “
“Haa…”
Of course, my answer always started with NO.
Among them, there was a handsome man who looked like a slut,
There was also a pot-bellied bald man who looked like he had a hypnosis app,
Even getting the worst reviews from girls… There was also a math teacher at the same school.
Anyway, NO.
He just followed after me with his dick clucking, so it wasn’t ‘my taste’ yet.
That’s just running from the starting point, there are still a few mountains left to climb, right?
Even if it doesn’t matter what you look like, you should at least have a good body like Woojin. Of course, it’s better if you’re handsome.
It would be nice if the dick was really big too… Because a man like that wouldn’t give up everything he had built up all his life and squeeze JK’s heart his? That’s just my wish.
The most important thing is that even after he followed me into the bathroom, he should have been a woman-crazed human trash until the end, like the main character of a sex-based sex game…
What happened? I only scared them a little, but they all begged me to save them?
If you want to fuck an unidentified lewd high school girl you met on your way to work in a park bathroom, shouldn’t she stand upright and resist even if she’s about to die?
… Ah. It’s annoying.
I don’t need pseudo-men like you…
Just search.
You ordinary perverts who are just horny for high school girls…
“I’m going to sleep at your house today…”
“No.”
“Don’t do that… I’ll tell you a lot of good things about my sister… “
“… You look tired. Will you get up soon?”
If the man he encountered on the Japanese subway was Woojin, who was so busy with his actions his his his …
He must have been too busy resisting when he attacked me…
Don’t do it,
Tell me to stop because my wrist hurts,
As he licked his lips with his tongue, he bitten them here and there with his teeth his his his …
And… In the end…
… Hehe…
I’m sleepy…
*****
Yozora, 22 years old.
In fact, this is the man’s first home.
“…”
Joe, it’s a little interesting.
For a man to live so neatly.
Of course I…
Are there several wads of strange-smelling toilet paper rolling around on the floor?
Are there lukewarm water bottles with the smell of saliva left on the mouth of the bottle lying around?
A few adult products covered in bodily fluids getting stuck on your feet?
Well, I was confident I wouldn’t be surprised even if it was like that…
I guess I’ve seen too many commercial papers with a bright red 19 label.
Of course something like that must be fiction.
“Yozora-senpai.”
“Ugh…”
Seo Woo Jin speaks as he enters the house first.
Is this why they ignored the response telling them to just turn off and attacked them so much?
Your voice is very harsh compared to when we drank together yesterday.
… My heart is pounding.
“I’m telling you first just in case.”
“… ?”
“I have no intention of having sex with my senior.”
“Ugh.”
… Oh, what should I do?
I said, ‘Do you want to touch your body?’ I just asked, but I haven’t even said a word about having sex yet…
Something is pissing me off. I’m really afraid it’ll hit me…
Maybe it’s because it’s a studio, but if you hit the front door, it’s straight into the bed.
Anyway, he’s a healing transcendent, so as long as I use my abilities…
…
… Let’s hold on just this once.
As for the fourth purpose, there is 〈 Doing dirty things with Seo Woo Jin 〉,
The first goal is to capture 〈 Seo Woo-jin 〉
And as a reward, Namho-chan received 30 years of Hibiki…
“Because the beauty world doesn’t work, I just look around for a while and then go back.”
“…”
“Just orange juice… Ah, um, do you like orange juice?”
“…”
… This is really upsetting too.
I still have that hard feeling in my lower abdomen that just touched you.
Pretending not to know… ?
“… Se, didn’t you become hard because you wanted to have sex… ?”
“It’s a physiological phenomenon. It has a structure that has no choice but to become hard when stimulated.”
“…”
What does physiological phenomenon mean?
He rolled his head around and let out a voice.
“Anyway, it means that the beauty world has caught on… Right… ?”
“… No.”
“That’s right…”
“No.”
“I touched my sister’s breasts and they cracked with excitement…”
“…”
Seo Woo-jin briefly looks at me with disgust and then leaves.
“Hmph,” I exhaled through my nose, followed him, took off my shoes, and entered the studio.
The cold floor tickles the soles of my tiny feet.
If I didn’t want to do this, I should have run away to a motel or something from the beginning. You idiot.
He looks smart, but somehow seems foolish, so it’s actually cute.
“…”
… Of course.
The rough hand that touched her breast earlier… That…
Rather than being foolish,
It was very much my taste.
This is why I keep believing in classical myths that don’t work.
Red rice
Could it be that the tip of my little finger and the tip of Seo Woo Jin’s little finger are connected by a red thread…
Perhaps the reason I, who was frustrated with my desires, eventually escaped from Japan and came to Korea was pulled by the red thread of fate…
In that case, maybe we should do something now…
If I miss Seo Woo Jin now, wouldn’t it be that no one can fulfill my ‘fetish’…
“… Keuhum, big.”
After clearing my throat for no reason, I snuggled up next to Seo Woo Jin, who was heading straight to the kitchen.
Is it because I feel popular? Seo Woo-jin glances at me for a moment while pouring the freshly opened orange juice into a cup.
Gently place your chest on his forearm his…
I asked while touching my chest, which was still tingling because I had just been roughly squeezed.
“…If I work with my older sister, I can let her touch my breasts as much as I did just now whenever we are alone…”
“No need.”
“…Maybe we can do more…? For example…”
“I don’t need it.”
Cook.
My pride is crushed.
These breasts, huh? JC, do you know how popular you were during your JK days?
If you just ride the subway, you’ll be a piece of lewd meat who gets molested every day…
“So, that’s not honest… If it wasn’t necessary, I wouldn’t have touched you so sexually…”
“Senior told me to touch it?”
“…”
Looking back, it was definitely like that.
Ask yourself first, ‘Do you want to touch it?’ He asked, and Seo Woo Jin even went through the confirmation process to ask if it was really okay to touch him however he wanted.
In the end, I closed my lips and only moved my eyes.
“I definitely said no at first.”
“… Um…”
“The house… There’s nothing to see, right? It’s a studio apartment.”
“…”
“Here, have a glass of juice or something and then go back.” No matter what my senior does, I won’t go back to work.”
Seo Woo Jin exhaled stiffly and held out a cup filled with orange juice.
Since I happen to like orange juice, I accepted it without saying anything, and Seo Woo-jin passed by me and took off his clothes one by one…
Huh?
Ah.
… No, be surprised.
All I had to do was take off my outer clothes.
“…”
Below the eyes moving up and down several times towards Seo Woo Jin.
Sweet orange juice moistens her throat.
… Body.
It’s quite nice.
… No.
To be honest… Good.
“…”
… Good body.
A man with extreme tastes.
A man who looks much nicer than an ordinary pervert.
And strangely enough, it created an iron wall for me…
A man who hates me.
A man who has no one around him to call for help even if something happens.
A room with just two people.
Cock. Large.
Pride… It seems high.
Unless this is the red thread of fate,
How on earth can I express this?
“…Woojin…”
“Yes.”
“You said you would never have sex with me…”
“… But.”
“Oh, about that…”
Is it because it’s been a while? I suppress my pounding heart due to tension.
The same goes for blood vessels that are throbbing when alcohol seeps into them. I sigh and calm my excitement so that Seo Woo Jin can’t hear.
Put the half-empty cup down in the sink.
Be careful, be careful, Seo Woo-jin senses a hint and approaches cautiously so as not to run away.
And then.
The entrance and Seo Woo-jin.
Standing in between,
One word.
“… To rape…”
He grinned.
