Chapter 9
“I’m coming in.”
“No, hey.”
Before I, the landlord, could even give permission for her to come in, Baek Seol-ah boldly marched inside.
Since she had already visited once, she casually took off her shoes and walked in.
With no particular plans for the weekend, she was dressed quite simply.
A thin white short-sleeved T-shirt and pitch-black short shorts clinging tightly to her thighs.
They looked a little too cold for mid-April, when the weather was still somewhat chilly, but they seemed perfectly adequate as loungewear.
Anyway, after passing me and entering the house, Baek Seol-ah looked around for a moment, then muttered with a slight frown.
“……The smell of hormones. Air this place out once in a while. My head hurts.”
“What?”
It was pretty galling for an uninvited guest to start by complaining.
I stared at Baek Seol-ah with an incredulous expression, but she went one step further and picked up the uniform pants I had roughly taken off and tossed aside last night.
“Don’t leave your clothes lying around everywhere, either. It looks okay for now, but it only takes a moment for things to get messy, you know?”
“Are you my mom……?”
Given my position, those words could only slip out, considering how thoroughly unpleasant her attitude was.
Regardless, Baek Seol-ah neatly folded my pants and placed them on the sofa.
Then, after sitting down casually beside them, she finally turned back to me and smiled sweetly.
“That’s nice. If you want, I can come by sometimes and help tidy up, so how about you show filial respect to your parents like a good son?”
“?”
“Now, say it. ‘Mom, thank you.’”
In response to my blatant jab, she launched an unusually relaxed counterattack.
When I froze with a question mark floating over my head at that unexpected counterattack, her smile deepened.
She looked as if she had deliberately won. Her smugness was painfully obvious.
My brow twitched slightly at that, but Baek Seol-ah paid no attention and leaned back against the sofa.
The way she sprawled out as comfortably as if it were her own home couldn’t have been more irritating.
I openly scrunched up my face and asked in an annoyed voice.
“What did you really come here for, anyway?”
“Oh my, didn’t I tell you? I came to repay my debt.”
“……Debt?”
At the immediate reply, I tilted my head briefly.
When had she ever incurred a debt to me?
Since I had no memory of anything like that, I let a puzzled look show for a moment, and the gaze of the ever-relaxed and carefree Baek Seol-ah wavered slightly.
“……What? You don’t remember? Even though you went so far as to give me specific instructions about what to do and how.”
“……? Ah.”
I tilted my head a second time. But this one ended quickly. Her resentful, prim look finally jogged my memory.
So that was what she meant by ‘debt’ out of nowhere—the matter of ‘repayment for what happened last time’ that we had discussed yesterday.
“You should’ve just said that from the start. I thought you meant something else.”
I nodded to show that I had understood a beat late, and Baek Seol-ah’s expression, thrown off-balance, faltered slightly.
I didn’t miss the opening. An unmistakable sneer slowly rose at the corner of my mouth.
“Anyway, does that mean I can take it that you intend to pay one round of repayment today?”
“W-Why do you have to put it so bluntly……? How embarrassing.”
Baek Seol-ah’s face turned faintly red as she looked away to the side.
Why was she calling something like this embarrassing?
I snorted and changed my wording.
“Then should I call it a handjob?”
“……?!”
“Our class’s top student, who even has a lover, personally taking an outsider’s cock in her pretty hand and stroking it to make up for last time—”
“S-Shut up!”
Grab!
She sprang to her feet with astonishing speed and clapped both hands over my lips.
No, she didn’t merely cover them; she even applied enough force to make it seem as though she intended to seize and twist them.
Part of me considered sticking out my tongue right then to give her an even bigger fright.
‘It won’t open.’
As I said, she had grabbed my entire lips with her grip rather than merely covering my mouth.
Whenever I tried to pull my lips apart even slightly, Baek Seol-ah blocked me with all her strength.
It was an amusing reaction in its own way, so I gave a leisurely shrug.
It was a gesture meant to convey that, as instructed, I would say no more on the subject.
“I-I’ll hit you if you use that word again…….”
Soon, Baek Seol-ah removed her hands, her face still flushed and her eyelashes trembling anxiously.
I set aside her secondary reaction—her flinching as if she had seen something disgusting when my tongue lightly swept over the spot around my mouth her hands had touched.
“So? Are you going to start right away?”
“……Ah.”
I plopped down on the sofa a short distance from Baek Seol-ah.
I never imagined I’d be seeing Baek Seol-ah’s face on a weekend, but.
‘Well…….’
Unlike the other women with whom I had enjoyed one-night flings for the sole purpose of mutual desire, wasn’t she, in a sense, the first woman to genuinely pique my interest?
My irritation at having my sleep disturbed and then being needled by her abrupt mother act almost flared up, but only for a moment.
‘There’s no downside for me.’
Honestly, I was pleased simply that Baek Seol-ah had come to my dormitory of her own volition.
I also liked how this drab private room had brightened just from the presence of a girl named Baek Seol-ah.
Of course, Baek Seol-ah had come this early for no special reason at all, merely wanting to settle her debt as soon as possible.
The small reasons didn’t matter much. I was satisfied simply by being able to satisfy the desire I felt for Baek Seol-ah directly with her.
Besides, if there hadn’t been the pretext of repayment for a mistake, would I really have had two chances to get all sticky with Baek Seol-ah?
That was what I was thinking when I tried to say something to Baek Seol-ah, who for some reason seemed hesitant.
“……You know, Han Taeyang.”
“Huh?”
As luck would have it, Baek Seol-ah spoke first, and our gazes briefly tangled wetly.
……A heated sensation that felt familiar yet strange, its true nature difficult to determine for the moment.
With that intense emotion visible in her golden eyes, Baek Seol-ah soon spoke cautiously.
“W-Wouldn’t it be better to finish things cleanly with something else instead of giving you five handjobs……?”
“……What? What are you suddenly talking about?”
Then, without answering my puzzled question, she fished something out of her pocket.
I furrowed my brow for a moment, but soon choked back a gasp when I saw what she had taken out. My eyes widened as well.
……A small, square packet resembling a vitamin.
How could I not know what it was? There was a similar one in the bedside table in my bedroom right now.
“Baek Seolgi, you……?”
“……Ngh.”
I asked, bewildered, and Baek Seol-ah looked away shyly.
Then she held up a vitamin—no, a condom—and hid her face behind it as she mumbled.
“This. I mean…….”
“……”
“W-What do you think?”
Her face plainly showed her embarrassment, yet she kept stealing glances at me, filled with anticipation.
Her eyes were remarkably serious, as if she were making a decisive move to close an important business deal.
A look of astonishment spread across my face as I met Baek Seol-ah’s gaze.
*****
Before Baek Seol-ah went to Han Taeyang’s dormitory.
More precisely, this had happened the previous night.
“……Just look at your expression. You liked it that much?”
“U-Um, huh?”
With a video filmed in Han Taeyang’s bedroom playing across the laptop screen.
After putting her skills as an excellent girlfriend to full use and bringing pleasure to Lee Hyunseong’s body.
Baek Seol-ah snickered softly as she briskly wiped the sticky, milky-white fluid from her hand with a tissue.
Lee Hyunseong leaned his back against the bed frame, legs stretched out, breathing heavily.
Baek Seol-ah, dressed only in her underwear, cast a slightly exasperated glance at her lover’s lower half and continued in a voice that nevertheless still held affection.
“There’s much more than usual. Even considering that you held it in for several days. Impressive.”
“……Uh, well.”
“You couldn’t even take your eyes off the screen, even though its subject was pressed right up against you.”
“N-No, it’s not like that. It’s just that you were so good, Seol-ah.”
“Hmm. So it’s my fault for being skilled with my hands……?”
“Th-That’s not what I meant either……”
When Baek Seol-ah’s gaze showed signs of turning chilly, Lee Hyunseong broke into a frantic cold sweat.
Because his girlfriend hated being treated like a lewd woman more than anything in the world.
Just as Lee Hyunseong was desperately racking his brain for a way to soothe her mood, Baek Seol-ah fortunately changed the subject first.
“Well, whatever. At least it’s a relief that you seem to like it, Hyunseong. Maybe it was worth enduring my unpleasant feelings and letting Han Taeyang hold me.”
“Uh…….”
Lee Hyunseong only made a slightly awkward expression at the latter part of what Baek Seol-ah said.
He cautiously watched Baek Seol-ah’s expression while secretly stealing a look at the laptop screen.
……For someone who had said ‘enduring my unpleasant feelings,’ Baek Seol-ah on the screen was wearing a lewd and erotically beautiful smile, utterly unlike anything he had ever seen on her face, intoxicated by sexual pleasure.
But Lee Hyunseong was neither foolish enough to bring that up now nor ignorant of Baek Seol-ah’s personality.
“……Yeah. Thank you so much for going along with my selfish request once again, Seol-ah.”
“Hmph, as long as you know.”
So he merely offered a short, awkward thanks, and fortunately, Baek Seol-ah seemed not to notice the subtle change in his expression as she basked in his gratitude.
-Hngh……! H-Han Taeyang, please, stooop……. Hyaaaang?!
And in the video, Baek Seol-ah happened to cry out another man’s name desperately as she let out a moan.
In the silence that settled at just the right moment, the volume flowing from the laptop struck their ears unusually sharply.
“……”
“……”
Gulp-
Lee Hyunseong swallowed dryly and unconsciously fixed his gaze on the screen once again.
For someone with a netorase fetish, it was a sound he simply could not help reacting to.
On the screen, Baek Seol-ah was already sprawled facedown on the thoroughly soaked bed, her hips raised high like a cat.
Han Taeyang, positioned behind her, was leisurely tormenting her body from a spot where his face stayed out of view.
‘……Seol-ah looking so vulnerable.’
Being in a position completely opposite to the one she took when sleeping with him, Lee Hyunseong felt an intense pleasure run down his spine.
Then, when he cautiously examined Baek Seol-ah’s expression.
“……”
As expected, the face that had looked almost sadistic when she tormented Lee Hyunseong with her hands, apparently quite accustomed to it, was flushed bright red once again.
Her shoulders were slightly hunched, and she fidgeted with both hands, hardly able to look at the screen.
It was quite the dramatic change in attitude.
At that contradictory yet utterly adorable reaction, Lee Hyunseong reflexively let out a hollow laugh.
“……Are you laughing?”
“Ah.”
So he couldn’t avoid paying the price for that brief laugh.
In a sense, it was brutally harsh. Baek Seol-ah’s eyes flashed ominously as she suddenly leaned sharply toward Lee Hyunseong with a ‘whoosh.’
“You can still do more, right? Hyunseong.”
“……Ah, no. Seol-ah. Wait.”
“Yeah. Shut up and get it up.”
Squeeze……!
“Hup.”
“See? You can do it, so stop pretending it’s too much.”
Baek Seol-ah twisted her lips as she gripped Lee Hyunseong’s manhood quite roughly with her slender hand.
Love for her boyfriend, desire for her partner.
Blending those two qualities together, she squeezed Lee Hyunseong dry once again to her heart’s content, then.
“……Haa, Hyunseong. I’m starting to…….”
It was just as Baek Seol-ah was about to tug at the strings of her underwear, breathing softly, her breath heated with lust.
“W-Wait……! Seol-ah. Just one thing first.”
“……?”
As if he had become a herbivore standing before a predator, Lee Hyunseong trembled all over and held up his palm.
Then he stopped his beloved girlfriend, whose switch had been flipped, for a moment and spoke quickly.
“First, make one thing clear. That promise you made with me last week.”
“……What?”
“The condition was definitely for you to get ‘held’ by a man other than me and come back……?”
She froze.
Baek Seol-ah’s movement, which had seemed ready to take off her underwear and climb on top of Lee Hyunseong, came to a halt.
Her expression shifted into something subtly—and, if one looked closely, quite—unpleasant.
After all, the experience built over their long relationship somehow told her what was coming.
“……So? What are you trying to say?”
Namely, what her boyfriend was likely to say next.
And Baek Seol-ah’s premonition hit the mark exactly.
“You still haven’t been held. By Han Taeyang.”
“……”
Lee Hyunseong spoke firmly, as though this was the one thing he could not concede, and Baek Seol-ah soon shot him a cold, withering look.
Lee Hyunseong felt somewhat hurt by that look, but even so, he did not change his attitude.
He gently closed the laptop, whose screen was still on, and continued cautiously.
“Of course, I’ll live the rest of my life thinking of this video as the treasure of a lifetime, but.”
“……”
“……Ahem. Still, since you’ve come this far anyway, go get held by him. By that guy.”
Baek Seol-ah did not answer. She merely stared coldly at Lee Hyunseong with eyes gone dull.
It was a quiet moment: one person drenched in cold sweat, the other with dead eyes.
So, what happened in the end?
Thud-!
“Guh! S-Seol-ah…….”
“You spoiled bastard. Just go die.”
After spending a passionate night like a proper couple, she should naturally have slept in the same bed with Lee Hyunseong. Instead, Baek Seol-ah left his room while berating him.
That was after she stepped on the lower half of Lee Hyunseong, who had sprawled pathetically on the floor.
Afterward, when Baek Seol-ah returned to her dormitory.
“……Haa, seriously.”
As the price for having lashed out physically without thinking, she left Lee Hyunseong a short message before going to bed, apologetically saying she would do as he had asked.
*****
And so today arrived. Baek Seol-ah swallowed dryly, still holding the condom in her hand.
Gulp…….
‘If it’s something I have to do anyway.’
Whether the root cause was the promise she had rashly made with Lee Hyunseong, or, more fundamentally, her love for him.
Whatever the case, if she ultimately could not avoid sleeping with Han Taeyang.
Then shouldn’t she at least use that ‘sleeping together’ as a bargaining chip to extract as much benefit as possible?
Baek Seol-ah had thought hard about it before going to bed last night and even after waking up this morning.
How could she make it so people would say she had really gotten the better of Han Taeyang?
It had been a matter of deep contemplation.
“……I’m doing this especially for you. Got it? I’m granting you this favor even while accepting a one-sided loss, so you’d better be grateful, Han Taeyang.”
That was the conclusion Baek Seol-ah had ultimately arrived at.
Hide what needs hiding, and deceive him thoroughly about what needs deceiving.
She was in a position where she had to sleep with Han Taeyang because of her promise to Lee Hyunseong, after all.
But Han Taeyang didn’t know that, did he?
Then she would frame it as a proposal beneficial to Han Taeyang and wipe out the five-handjob debt tying her down.
‘Yeah. It’s a perfect plan.’
Baek Seol-ah was confident. Confident that she could fool Han Taeyang completely with this one move.
Wasn’t that only natural? She, one of the most renowned beauties on campus, was proposing that they sleep together.
They weren’t lovers, but sworn enemies burdened with a year of bad blood. She was offering that very Han Taeyang the chance to put his manhood inside her.
What man in the world would kick away such an offer? There was no possibility he would refuse.
At least.
That was how Baek Seol-ah saw it.
“Hey, you.”
Soon, Han Taeyang narrowed his eyes with an expression that made his thoughts difficult to read and opened his mouth.
“What kind of trick are you trying to pull here? Want to get hit?”
“……Huh?”
“I’ll hit you, I swear.”
Baek Seol-ah was dumbfounded by Han Taeyang’s attitude as he raised his hand threateningly, as though he really intended to hit her.
Far from falling for it completely, he even seemed irritated, as though he had seen right through everything.
She thought in genuine bewilderment.
‘H-How did he know……?’
Just as Han Taeyang often pointed out.
Baek Seol-ah had a somewhat airheaded side.
That was the kind of girl she was.