## Chapter 3 – Friends Can Exist Between Men and Women. It Just Includes Sex. (1)
“Joo Jiwan, have you ever had sex?”
“Yeah.”
I answered immediately with a nonchalant expression.
“Bullshit. It’s written all over your face that you’re lying.”
“What the fuck.”
But I was caught.
How? My acting was perfect.
I felt awkward and rubbed my face.
Jeong Se-in chuckled and continued.
“You know, I like women more than men. So I’ve only ever had sex with women.”
Should I say that I like men more than women now?
But I’ve never even done it with a man. Hmm.
“Then suddenly, I started thinking. Is what I’m doing really sex? You know?”
“You spoiled brat.”
Some people call just having chicken and beer sex.
This guy gets to pick and choose any woman he wants. What’s he complaining about?
“We’re young now, so it’s okay. We can chase after today’s pleasure and be satisfied with just spending one night. But what about in 10 years? What about in 20 years?”
Jeong Se-in started talking about something difficult, so I tuned it out and just ate the snacks.
“What if we get old, our faces get all wrinkly, and our joints hurt so much we can’t even climb stairs?”
“Hmm hmm. This place has good seasoning.”
“What if our charm fades and we lose our stamina? And then we can’t have sex anymore? What do we do then?”
“I should have asked them to put in some more fried batter bits, shouldn’t I?”
-Bang!
Jeong Se-in hit the table.
A little bit of beer splashed.
“Sex between women only brings pleasure in that moment! There’s no future in it!”
“Ah. Yeah, yeah. The future, you mean.”
“What’s the point of just hugging each other and comforting each other? We can’t produce anything!”
“Really? I find it quite intriguing.”
“So I thought, I should try meeting a man.”
Suddenly, my chopsticks stopped.
Hmm. The thought of Jeong Se-in dating a man is, well… kind of… ugh…
“But even though I thought about it, it was hard to actually do it.”
“Really? I thought you could do anyone you set your mind to.”
“You don’t know what it’s like to be in my position.”
I wouldn’t know. How would I know what it’s like to be a woman who attracts other women just by breathing? Women run away from me just for breathing.
“So, show me your dick.”
“What the fuck. Why is the story suddenly going in that direction?”
There’s a limit to how random things can be. My dick isn’t some kind of phallic statue that brings success in romance.
“It’s because of you that I started liking women more. It’s because you showed me your dick when we were kids that I turned out this way.”
“…It’s because of me?”
That was another shocking fact.
A trivial experience from childhood can have a big impact on a person’s future.
It wasn’t impossible that me showing my dick to a young Jeong Se-in could have caused the adult Jeong Se-in to hate men and like women.
To think that I had given Jeong Se-in such a trauma that she couldn’t even date men… It was as if I had changed a person’s life.
“So show me your dick.”
“If that’s the case, then I have no choice… I do have a choice! What does that have to do with this?!”
“What does it have to do with it? You have to take responsibility since it’s your fault!”
“Are you saying you’re going to use my dick for mental training to overcome your trauma? My dick is too pitiful to be treated like that!”
“What are you even talking about? Are you going to avoid responsibility just because you’re a man! Cut off your dick!”
“Yeah! I was underage back then! So I’m innocent, no, not guilty!”
Jeong Se-in clicked her tongue and stared at me silently.
I stared back, not wanting to lose with my dick on the line.
Using my dick as hate material to overcome trauma. My dick, which hasn’t even met a woman yet, was too pitiful to be used for that. This was a fight I couldn’t back down from.
Jeong Se-in, who had been silent, opened her mouth as if she had made up her mind, seeing that I had no intention of backing down.
“Okay. Let’s do this then. If you show me, I’ll show you too.”
“What.”
It was a shocking proposal. So shocking that I was momentarily speechless.
I almost accepted it without realizing it.
“…No. I’m not falling for that trick!”
But when the other party offers a deal that’s too good to be true, you should be suspicious first.
I barely managed to avoid falling for Jeong Se-in’s trick.
“You’re just going to run away without showing me anything after I show you, right? I know it.”
“Tch. So you’re going to keep acting like that, huh?”
Jeong Se-in crossed her arms and pondered, as the negotiation didn’t go well.
Her breasts gathered in her crossed arms, so my gaze was naturally drawn to them.
“Then I’ll show you first, and then you promise to show me too. Is that okay?”
“Wh-wh-what?!”
What on earth? What’s the hidden intention there?
What is Jeong Se-in trying to get out of me? Why is she doing this?
“Ah, I’m not falling for it! I’m not falling for it!”
It’s only right for a man to suspect a cult or multi-level marketing scheme when a very pretty woman asks for his number.
I resisted as long as I had a shred of reason left.
“Hmph.”
Whoosh.
Jeong Se-in lifted her top.
A short crop top, and the bra she was wearing underneath.
I stared at the sight with my mouth open.
The milk cannons that had been stealing my gaze even through her clothes revealed their true form. The sight of a pair of breasts swaying and popping out into the world was worthy of being designated as a UNESCO Intangible Cultural Heritage.
Beautiful.
I lost my mind in an instant.
Whether Jeong Se-in was my childhood friend or not didn’t matter anymore. The utopia that any man should pursue even if it meant throwing away his life was right there.
“…Okay?”
After a while, Jeong Se-in lowered her top again.
It felt like the light had disappeared from the world.
However, thanks to that, I, who had momentarily lost my mind, was able to barely catch my runaway soul.
I started making ridiculous demands again.
“Ah, no?! No, that’s not it? That’s not it, that’s not it? If I’m going to show you my dick, you have to show me your pussy too? This isn’t a fair trade?”
“Tch. I guess it’s not going to work.”
But those ridiculous demands worked unexpectedly.
It seemed like Jeong Se-in thought from the beginning that this condition wouldn’t work.
“We don’t succumb to boobs!”
I raised my voice as much as possible. Even if it was just to scold myself, who felt like I was about to collapse.
If I get over this mountain, there are sweeter fruits waiting for me. So I can’t give up now.
“That’s right… um…”
Jeong Se-in had boldly revealed her breasts, but could it be that she couldn’t reveal her pussy no matter what?
Jeong Se-in was lost in thought again, and I shouted anti-persuasion slogans.
“…Wait a minute. I’ll go wash up first.”
“Huh?”
That was the conclusion Jeong Se-in came to after much deliberation.
Then Jeong Se-in got up from her seat and went into the bathroom.
“Huh? Wash up? Huh?”
Left alone in my seat, I fell into great confusion.
A man and a woman are drinking in a studio apartment, and the woman goes to wash up.
What will happen next?
“No, uh? No?”
Should I really see this as her just wanting to wash up because she purely wants to wash up?
Jeong Se-in is my childhood friend and will never see me as a potential partner.
In that case, having unnecessary expectations would be a great disservice to my friend.
“Ugh.”
My head wasn’t working because of the alcohol.
And my head wasn’t good to begin with to be having difficult thoughts.
“Let’s just drink.”
Yeah. Let’s just drink.
Showing her breasts and asking me to show her my dick, that’s something you can only do because we’re childhood friends. If she thought of me as a real man, she wouldn’t do such a thing.
To my friend Jeong Se-in, the distinction between men and women is meaningless. Just like I used to casually show my dick in front of my friend when I was young, Jeong Se-in also casually showed her breasts. Because there’s no problem even if she shows them.
“Kuh.”
The alcohol is sweet.
The drink I had opened was empty, so I took out a new drink from the bag.
Inside the bag, there was a small box the size of a cigarette pack in addition to the alcohol.
Cigarettes? Snacks? Gum?
None of the above.
It was a condom.
“……”
Why… is there a condom?
I took out the condom and sank into thought.
What is a condom used for?
Of course, its main purpose is for when men and women have sex.
But on YouTube, people use it to put on their heads or make water balloons, right?
I also thought it was amazing that it didn’t burst even when filled with water.
Maybe Jeong Se-in wanted to try that too?
But she’s too embarrassed to do such childish pranks now that she’s grown up, so she chased me out of the convenience store to buy condoms where I couldn’t see her?
“Ah ha. That’s what it was.”
In that case, I should pretend I don’t know like an adult.
I put the condom back in the plastic bag and only took out the alcohol.
I couldn’t taste what the alcohol tasted like.
“Hey. Wash the towel. It smells.”
“I can just wipe it and let it dry, why would I wash it?”
“Ugh. You dirty bastard.”
Jeong Se-in came out after showering.
Her hair was shining with moisture and her skin was red.
She came out wearing the same clothes she had been wearing before washing, but it just, somehow, felt sexy. I felt like I was committing a crime just by looking at her.
“If I show you my pussy, you’ll show me your dick, right?”
“……”
If I wanted to stop it, now was the only chance.
If I see Jeong Se-in’s pussy, and I show her my dick, can I maintain my reason?
Can I continue to treat Jeong Se-in as just a childhood friend? Am I confident that I won’t touch her?
I wasn’t.
No, I already wasn’t thinking of Jeong Se-in as just a childhood friend.
Probably from the beginning. From the moment I knew Jeong Se-in was a woman, I didn’t think of Jeong Se-in as just a friend.
I thought of her as an attractive woman, as a female I had to have.
I had just been playing along until now. With Jeong Se-in’s childhood friend game.
“…Hey. Se-in, actually, uh… what?!”
But.
I was too late to judge.
Because Jeong Se-in was already taking off her bottoms.
