Chapter 30 – Se-Young’s Day (2)

-Even a human can love a wooden person!
-Mr. Jinhyeon…!

Whoosh!

A woman with luminous light-green hair shares a fervent kiss with a male actor. Following immediately is an impassioned lovemaking scene. Witnessing the female actress desperately extending her tongue and moaning, an involuntary strength surged through my lower body.

Surprisingly, I’m enjoying this movie. Truthfully, having been forced into a celibate lifestyle, I felt that I could laugh at just about anything, even by stepping on fallen leaves.

I continued to watch the movie while munching on popcorn for some time.

I sensed a gaze from my side.

-Paan.

A look filled with more yearning than the female protagonist in the movie I just saw. Sipping on a couple’s cola, my eyes met Se-Young’s.

“What are you doing?”

“…Ah, nothing. Nothing at all.”

Se-Young stammered and suddenly tidied her hair. To me, someone who knew Lee Se-Young, this behavior seemed rather awkward.

So, it’s a date? I didn’t realize that was the reason for acting so innocent.
In that case, I should play along.

As I reached for Se-Young’s shoulder, she was visibly startled.

“What, what are you doing now?”
“I thought you might enjoy this sort of thing.”

Embrace.

As I hugged her shoulders, Se-Young’s small head nestled against my chest.
She naturally looked up at me, and when our eyes met, her blush was so vivid it was visible even in the dim light.

“Have you always looked like this?”

A reasonable question.
After a moment of thought, I responded playfully.

“Isn’t it just love goggles?”

I uttered those words, prepared for a potential backlash, but Se-Young seemed to take them to heart, mumbling and attempting to say something before hanging her head low.

“…So, that’s how it is.”

Her barely audible self-muttering.

“…There’s no way that’s true.”

Denial.

Se-Young’s lips quivered, unable to find a place to rest her gaze as her index fingernails tapped against each other. It was a clumsy and adorable behavior, unbefitting someone her age. I hadn’t been like this during my first romance either. Could it be true that tough people have a soft interior?

Her once stiff hair now naturally leaned against me. With her other hand, she intertwined our fingers. This was Se-Young’s romantic fantasy I had come to know. Breathing heavily, her flushed face reached her ears.

Gradually, she began to accept the situation, and our eyes met.

Facing Se-Young’s crimson gaze, I brought my face closer. For a brief moment, time seemed to slow down for both of us. The act that followed resembled an innocent display of affection shared with a childhood friend from middle school – though no exchange of saliva occurred. Our heated lips touched, then pulled apart.

With a flustered expression, Se-Young, whose face might have been mistaken for a gangster’s, stared at me, her breath caught.

I playfully asked her, “Would you like some popcorn?”

“…Yes.”

Time flew by swiftly.

* * * * *

When the movie ended, its story was no longer memorable. From the middle, I had been teasing Lee Se-Young. We did everything possible in the cinema, from sharing a straw to sip Coke to feeding each other popcorn.

“…Naben carving.”

Se-Young, exhausted and wrapped around my shoulder, uttered the words with a playful tone. She was indeed a woman who enjoyed being teased.

“What would you like to eat, sir? Meat? I’ll grill it for you.”
“Are we going to drink?”
“Do you want to?”
“I think we should drink today.”

We casually headed to a nearby barbecue restaurant. I ordered frozen pork belly. Regardless of what we chose, the price wasn’t burdensome at all, but this was a dish we needed to eat regularly to feel satisfied.

“I don’t know about anything else, but it seems like we’re well-matched when it comes to eating.”

Lee Se-Young was also very satisfied.

The meat was grilled to perfection, showcasing a variety of textures from well-done to delightfully chewy.

– Sizzle. Sizzle.

Se-Young sat in the front row like a baby bird, gazing at the meat. It was surprising to see someone who usually took charge when the teacher was around being so docile. Was it the allure of the meat, or perhaps something else?

“Why do you wear a mask all the time?”

“It’s an artifact. If I hadn’t had it, I wouldn’t have survived when I entered that 42nd area, you know?”

Indeed, being the spouse of the World Tree… Se-Young murmured to herself and nodded.

“So, what happened to your face?”

“Anyone would think a knife had been taken to it.”

“Hey! Are you saying that because I don’t know what your old face looked like? Are you sure you’re not someone else?”

“Losing weight turned out to be like winning the lottery for me. Satisfied?”

Se-Young accepted the explanation. She thought it was fortunate that she could make sense of the situation with such a flimsy excuse.

I raised my soju glass and spoke.

“Alright, cheers!”

“Cheers.”

And with that, we enjoyed our first drink.

As the alcohol flowed, the atmosphere naturally became more relaxed. The taste of the samgyeopsal they enjoyed after a difficult ordeal and being discharged from the hospital was so delicious, it even made them forget the harrowing experience of the assault.

A drink accompanied by lettuce wraps filled with meat and rice.

Another drink with just meat and pickled radish.

Lee Se-Young, who had become slightly inebriated by this point, let loose her inhibitions and, with a more relaxed expression, offered her glass to Lee Si-heon.

“You rascal, Lee Si-heon! Hurry up and clink glasses with me. Cheers! Ki-a!”

– Cheers!

As they continued to pour and drink, it soon became dawn. Lee Se-Young’s cheeks flushed a delicate pink. Sensing that it was about time to leave, she stood up and asked for the bill.

“Excuse me, could we get the bill, please?”
“Ah, don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of it.”
“Come on, it’s not a big deal.”
“Listen to your teacher like a good student!”

Se-Young pulled out her wallet, settled the bill, and then, linking arms, they both stepped outside. They had enjoyed their day to the fullest, and now the time had come.

-If you lose, spend one night with me.

The walk to the motel was quiet.

There were a few couples here and there, but all were enjoying their own private moments.

“Do you think they’re all going to do it too?”
“Probably. You know?”
“…Jerk. It’s my first time going to a motel with a guy, how would I know?”
“Wow, you’re really bringing this up?”

Wham. Se-Young jabbed me deeply in the waist. It hurt so much that tears started to trickle down.

“Am I really your first…?”
“Ah, yes. Thank you for bestowing your virginity upon me at twenty-six.”
“Little bastard. Not long ago, you were a virgin too.”
“Damn it.”

I hugged Se-Young’s waist as she glared at me. Both of us knew that what we were saying to each other was jokingly.
Or was it sincere? Honestly, it felt somewhat genuine.

We stopped by the car, picked up the condoms I had prepared, and went inside the motel.
The motel clerk’s mouth dropped open at the sight of Se-Young, but it was nothing unusual.

– Squeak.

Entering the room, I removed my coat. The clothing appeared rather expensive, likely due to it being casual wear provided by the hospital.

“When I come to a place like this, there’s something I want to say.”
“What is it?”
“…Wash first.”

Oh.

“So now that I’ve said it, am I going to shower?”
“Huh?”
“Hehe, I just wanted to try saying it.”

After several physical scuffles, Se-Young hurried into the shower, washed her body, and returned to the room wearing only a gown. Wisps of steam rose from her pale shoulders.

“Aren’t you looking too blatantly?”
“It’s a body that’s already been worn out, so what does it matter?”
“You’re truly insane. There’s nothing you won’t say.”

Dodging the slap aimed at my back, I entered the shower area. Inside the changing room, well-folded tops and bottoms were present, while underwear and stockings lay strewn about the floor.

It was clear that malicious intent lay beneath.

– Can’t help but laugh, can you?

Perhaps he had put on his underwear while entertaining such thoughts. The underwear was damp in a straight line.

I folded my stockings and underwear and then washed my body.

-Shuaaaa.

This was the first time I had properly prepared like this.

-Kik.

I turned off the shower, dried myself, and donned a gown. I naturally entered the room.

“Are you here?”

Se-Young greeted me with a slightly flushed face. I glanced at the bed and noticed condoms on the table, and it made me wonder how many we would use today.

But how many are there? It’s a little frightening.

Se-Young subtly stretched out her arms and wrapped them around my neck.

“Let’s go to the bed.”

She drew me in with a sultry gaze and a gentle pull. My knees buckled, and I fell onto the bed.

We pressed our lips together and exchanged tongues without speaking. The enticing scent of her flesh, her trembling fingers, and the tight embrace of her arms, as if to claim me as her own, shook me to my core.

“Slurp… Mmm. I usually don’t like this kind of thing.”
“But you enjoyed being forced.”

Se-Young, whose waist trembled, raised her fingernails and pressed down firmly on my shoulder. I shivered from the stinging sensation.

“Stop belittling me. Sometimes… it feels so real.”

Se-Young, who laughed at the nail marks on her neck, embraced me and whispered into my ear.

“And now, I think I just enjoy doing it with you.”

Se-Young, who murmured softly and innocently, was a far cry from the woman I knew. Even villains have people they cherish, and in front of such people, they expose their true selves without reservations. That’s the feeling Se-Young gave me. I wanted to tie up her innocent body like this and thrust into her as is. My mind grew hazy.

“I want to try this too.”
“What is it?”

Se-Young immediately unwrapped a condom and held it in her mouth. Her actions were strangely arousing.

“Hehe. Come here.”

Se-Young laid me down and crawled lower, taking my shaft into her mouth. In that moment, she spat out the condom she had been biting and started kissing me.

*Chup. Chup. Chup. Chup.*

“Today, this is mine.”

Perhaps it was because of the alcohol, but today she was brimming with playful affection.

“Are you really going to put it on now? But how do I do that?”
“Just wait a moment, I think it goes this way… Yes, like that.”

She held the condom in the correct direction and rolled it onto me. The condom I received as a gift felt so natural that it took me by surprise.

“You seem quite used to putting on condoms. You’re good at it.”
“I’ve done it once before.”
“…What? Did you lie to me about being a virgin?”
“No, my ex-girlfriend rejected me because my cock was too big.”

For a moment, Se-Young looked at me with wide eyes. Then she glanced back at me with a mischievous smile, rubbing her cheek against the head of my penis.

“This is a good thing.”
“Admit it, you fell for it, didn’t you?”

“…That’s how it was.”

It’s in the past tense.
I loved it so much that I embraced Se-Young tightly.
Naturally, I caressed her breasts and began a tender, affectionate touch.

“Ah!”

As I twisted her nipples, a moan escaped from Se-Young’s mouth.
I covered her lips with mine, stroked her intimate area once, and she writhed her hips.

“Can’t you do more than that? More. Give me more. Make it…tight, so I can hardly breathe.”
“Alright. Teacher.”
“Not ‘teacher.'”
“Se-Young.”
“…♥”

Gently, I scraped her labia with my fingers and found her entrance.
Still, as I inserted my fingers, two naturally slid in.

“Hee! Ahh, wait—Mmmph!”

I blocked Se-Young’s mouth as she tried to say something, and focused on caressing her.
I squeezed her breasts as if they would burst, rubbing her clitoris and moving my fingers in and out of her opening.
As I did, Se-Young became more and more receptive to my touch.

*Slap. Slap.*

How many minutes had passed in repetition?

Splashing sounds began to emanate from Se-Young’s vagina.

“Ugh, hah, hmph.”

As I targeted the sensitive areas with my thumb and index finger, her vagina convulsed.

“Heugh, ugh!”

Her thighs, tightly clenched around my hand, trembled as they released their strength. The hand gripping the bed had reached a delicate state, neither tightening nor loosening its hold. I parted my lips.

“Phew… ha, haa. It’s gone.”

Barely catching her breath, Se-Young wheezed and clung to me. Then, as if nothing had happened, she blushed and pressed her chest against mine.

“…Hey, it’s my turn now.”
“How can I help you?”
“Put it in.”
“Not like that.”

Se-Young briefly glanced around, then extended her index finger and poked me in the chest.

“Please… put Si-Heon’s cock inside Se-Young…”
“Come here.”
“Hey, if you suddenly get so rough…”

I rubbed the glans against the entrance with Se-Young beneath me. Just that alone made her release a scream mixed with moans.

“Ah, ah… Put it in, put it in quickly.”

I nodded and thrust my hips into her with all my strength.

– Zzikkooeeoook.

“Ugh, ugh♡”

As soon as our bodies joined, Se-Young desperately wrapped her loosened legs around my waist. She then gazed at me with her dazed eyes and whispered in a sultry voice.

“This… this feels so good… I think I’m going to be addicted.”

Unable to resist, I thrust into her with all my might.

Chup chup chup chup.

Se-Young, whose inner walls had spasmed several times, squinted her eyes halfway and rubbed her sweaty, sticky body against mine.

“More, more. Ah! Do it harder, please. Make Se-Young’s pussy a complete mess.”

“You like it that much? Enough to use formal words with someone much younger?”

“Yes. I love it…”

Paang!

“Ahhh!!!!”

I gripped Se-Young’s thighs and pushed her up. This position, crudely referred to as the mating press, elicited a sigh laced with anticipation from Se-Young’s parted lips.

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!

“Ah, ahh! It’s so good, I feel like acorns will come out again. Mhm, ahh.”

Se-Young’s hair began to shimmer with a fluorescent glow. Plop, plop. A few acorns rolled onto the bed. As the sensation of climax approached, I thrust my hips with all my might and released my seed.

Whoosh!

“Uhh, uhh♥”

Without breaking our connection, I shook my hips a few more times, our tongues entwined.

How long had we been like this?

As I withdrew, a condom filled with copious amounts of semen slipped out midway, forcing me to scrape it out. Our passionate encounter had come to an end.

“Ha… ha… hoo.”
“Did you like it?”
“… Don’t even mention it. Why are you so good at this?”

When I chuckled, Se-Young gave a wry smile as if she couldn’t help it and pulled me into her embrace.

“…It’s nice to be like this.”
“Why are you acting so different all of a sudden?”
“I just want to be this way tonight.”

She placed a kiss below her right collarbone and gently sucked. A kiss mark naturally formed.

“Hey.”
“Yes?”
“What’s our relationship?”

Sex friends. To describe it as such, what we did today was indeed a bit tenacious. A typical sex friend wouldn’t go this far.

Lee Se-Young. To be honest, our first meeting was rather rough, but she’s a good girl otherwise. I don’t know why she wanted to swindle me, but there are things one can learn while spending time together.

As I contemplated these thoughts seriously, Se-Young embraced me with her heart, as if she knew everything.

“That was just a figure of speech, you know. We’re sex friends.”
“Really? I see.”
“The one who is to become the World Tree’s husband wouldn’t cheat like this, man. I don’t want to be disliked by the World Tree either.”
“I don’t want to be the World Tree’s husband, either.”

I feel a hand gently caressing the back of my head. As I slightly lift my head, Se-Young speaks to me with a gaze reminiscent of someone looking at an immature high school student.

“…It’s not that simple. What if I were caught committing adultery with the future husband of the World Tree? Then I’d be excommunicated without any chance of reprieve.”

It’s akin to the situation where someone committing a grave religious offense is expelled from their family. I say, half-jokingly:

“Then would you just get excommunicated and live with me?”

At that, Se-Young’s eyes widen.

“You propose like an absolute idiot.”

She adopts a teasing expression and taps my forehead.

“No matter how beautiful I am, there are some things that just can’t be done. Well, it’s a nice sentiment, at least.”

I gaze at Se-Young as she buries her face in my chest.

“I just don’t care who you fool around with. Whether it’s casual sex or whatever, just hug me occasionally. I think that’ll be enough. Oh, can I ask you one favor?”
“What is it?”
“Here, leave a kiss mark on my neck.”

Se-Young pointed to the right side of her neck. It was a spot that would be almost unavoidably visible unless she wore a high-necked outfit. I let out a short sigh and pressed my lips to her neck.

“Ah…”

A brief moan. As I pulled my lips away, a deep red mark remained. Se-Young lovingly gazed at the mark and gently brushed her hand over it.

“When this fades, you’ll hug me.”
“Really? Then I should’ve sucked harder.”
“You’re so naughty.”

She giggled. Se-Young, who had laughed once, glanced at me with a slightly flushed face and reached for her vagina.

“Well, then… since I’ve said everything I needed to say–”

She spread her petals open. The wet interior of her vagina pulsed as if in heat.

“This time… what position do you want?”

That day, I used a total of twenty-two condoms and experienced twenty-four climaxes.
And I obtained a basket of acorns.