Competition (4)

There are times in life when a moment comes that one cannot avoid making a choice.

For me, that moment was now.

From the front, Seo Ahyun quietly pressured me with a gentle smile—‘for now’—while Baek Seol-ah had one hand resting on my head from behind.

Whichever I chose, I couldn't avoid a commotion, but my body wasn't in condition to take the greedy route of choosing both, either.

‘If only my arm were still in working order…….’

I didn't particularly regret saving Baek Seol-ah and ending up with a fracture requiring four weeks of treatment, but my restricted mobility was undeniably frustrating.

If my body had been in normal condition to begin with, would Seo Ahyun or Baek Seol-ah have been able to act this much more brazenly than usual?

For all their bold posturing, neither of them was actually particularly strong in bed.

If things came down to it, I might even have considered laying them both down at once and teaching them a lesson simultaneously.

Still, even viewed in hindsight, there was ultimately nothing I could do about the situation right now...