Chapter 660 – Individual Moments, Pale Yellow (3)

On the sandy beach, under the scorching sun,

As creatures like us on vacation traversed the sand dunes in a line, Byul and I were just gazing at the curling waves.

– Swish.

The sound of the waves, gently approaching with white foam, felt like the rustling of leaves on a tropical tree.

The day we were invited to Byul’s resort to rest one last time.
After overcoming a bit of chaos, it was finally time for some one-on-one time between Byul and myself-

– Woosh~!

MBTI (Myers-Briggs Type Indicator), it was improbable for two ‘P’ types, known for their spontaneity, to have a fixed schedule.

Isn’t it a problem to do nothing?

Wedged between a pile of planks and vertically placed tires, I turned my head towards Byul.
Byul was leisurely swinging her crossed legs, her face glowing with happiness.

“Hee.”

A point for an adorably nerdy smile.

– Rustle.

Her cute white toes curled, and each time they retracted, grains of sand stuck to her soles fell off.
The sight of her soles, reddened by the hot sand, provoked strange thoughts.

The soft thighs, highlighted by the sunlight filtering through the gaps in the shadow of the planks.
Byul glanced at me and nudged her fingers, but the moment I tried to meet her gaze, she raised the corners of her mouth and shyly bowed her head.

On a suitably hot day, her sweat droplets glistening on her skin, her bright buttercup-hued hair clinging to them, I thought it would make a splendid photoshoot.

Perhaps, tropical trees are destined to bloom in their own climate.

“Byul.”

At the sound of my voice, Byul shivered slightly.

“Huh, Huh?”

Startled, Byul answered, then her face formed a puzzled expression.
She then asked me,

“Do you not call me ‘nuna’ anymore because I’ve calmed down?”
“I’m comfortable with this now…. Is it not okay?”
“No, no no! You can call me whatever you want. Because it’s you.”

Because it’s you.
Looking at her naturally smiling face, it was a pity that it seemed like she was checking my reactions.

Byul, who had felt inferior compared to other lovers, was bound to be overly conscious of such minor things.

This person has many appealing qualities.

Even if we disregard her personality, her appearance alone is enough.
While she doesn’t possess the lustful thighs or pelvis overflowing with sensuality like Se-Young or Alba, her soft thighs, as delicate as a well-crafted doll, are captivating.
That’s not to say she lacks sensuality. Her sweat, quickly evaporating, is tart and sweet, and when making love in a confined space, it’s intoxicatingly blissful.
Being conscious of her partner’s face, and cutely blushing while aware of others’ gaze, are also charming traits visible in Byul.

I may not remember clearly now, but according to my recollections, our shared interests seemed to align, and our compatibility felt just right. The impression that she was a person to be loved in myriad ways was etched into my mind.

‘Hmm.’

That, however, is not the crux of the matter. This was my final day of leisure, and the mission of my atonement this time was to fill it to the brim with affection for my Star.

I gazed at Star, her eyelids fluttering with exaggerated fervor.

“So, why did you summon me?”
“I was wondering if it’s okay to just stay like this, doing nothing.”
“Ah. Aha~~”

Star closed her mouth and gave a slight nod.

“You know, I am okay with just being this way. In fact, my feelings have been racing ahead, but I am unsure of what to do… . Hehe, truth be told, I too am unsure. Hehe. Isn’t it peculiar?”

In reality, I can’t be certain, but Star claims to be an introvert. Her dating experience has been sparse, two or three instances at most, and even then, we barely indulged in typical couple activities.

In fact, all my lovers were in the same boat since all of them were their respective first loves. But if there’s one thing that sets Star apart, it’s that she’s an introvert who yearns for the extrovert’s life.

She dreams of touring the famous eateries of Myeongdong and posting pictures on Instagram, and desires to visit Namsan and fasten a love lock there. At this point, all of that might have crumbled, but longing isn’t a sin.

In fact, Star once believed that she had lost love.

When I had passed and hid my form. The women I reunited with were more reserved than I had anticipated.

Lee Se-Young’s foul language had noticeably subsided,
Star, once slightly mischievous, now treaded with caution,
Azalea had always been so, but she had turned even more blindly obedient.

The common thread was that all three were tormented by a deficiency of affection and were unable to articulate it.

Perhaps others suffer in silence for similar reasons. Since they don’t know when I might perish. Since the situation was that perilous. Since King Mokryeong’s position demanded him to endure such intense loathing.

Therefore, I need to resolve matters swiftly.
Swallowing this resolve within myself, I queried Star once again.

“So, how about we casually head into the sea and frolic?”

At my suggestion, Star stared at the sea for quite a while.

Perhaps she was envisioning us in that pool, she placed her hand on her chest and offered me another awkward smile.

“Hmm… Well, do you feel like playing?”

What could be bothering her? Is she conscious of the prosthetic breasts that I disposed of earlier?

This time, it was my turn to gaze at the sea.
From the distance, women frolicking in the water were thoroughly enjoying their last days of summer.

The sight of Shiba spitting out watermelon seeds with gusto was a bonus. The loud laughter echoed around. A startled Wiki looked at Shiba with contempt.

– Wiki, this is Baba.
– Ah, what are you spitting, ah, ah!! Stop doing such filthy things! It’s stuck!
– Hee hee hee, Wiki, you got a mole!
– Ah… I miss Dad.

Such adorable creatures.

In any case, I have a fair idea of what Star desires.

From my perch among these narrow stacks of timber, constantly obscuring my sight, to my hesitance towards venturing out to the beach, it appeared Byul truly desired to spend time within our enclosed space, isolated from the world.

I made a suggestion to Byul, this time with confidence resonating in my voice, “Shall we retreat to the room and rest?”

“In the room? We don’t need to entertain ourselves? I genuinely don’t mind, really!” Byul exclaimed, her hands animatedly waving, her voice raised in an exaggerated shout. Her face, despite her nonchalance, beamed with an undeniable sense of joy.

“Resting in a room is the proper way for people like us to rejuvenate,” I said.

Upon hearing this, Byul’s previously stiffened cheeks relaxed, and a pure, innocent smile bloomed on her enchanting face.

“Alright. Shall we then?”

Shyly, Byul began to unbutton her coat.

* * *　* * * * * * * * *

The moment our luxurious day at the resort transformed into a standard vacation, Byul astonishingly reclaimed her composure.

Her beautiful bikini had been replaced with adorable casual attire. The beach, previously bathed in tropical warmth, had now turned into a plush carpet.

“Wow, yay! Playing like an outsider is always the best!” Byul exclaimed.

As soon as we entered, she switched on her phone and began the daily quest of the ‘Chewduk’ game. Lying on the bed, she let her soft belly lay bare and responded to my question, “Do you like this?”

“I love it~ I absolutely love it~”

However, it was that gacha game. It was surprising that the world was still intact given the circumstances. The game held firm even in these end times. Rumor had it that they were using a relatively stable Japanese server. In reality, from the game market to the animation industry, everything was hanging by a thread. Diplomatic relations had collapsed, prices were skyrocketing, and the city was rife with protests and riots. Nothing was functioning properly.

Korea was no exception to these big creaks. Yet, in a place where magic was omnipotent, the speed of industrial recovery was almost unfathomable.

Tap, tap.

Byul was engrossed in her game. She, who seemed destined to perish on the beach, had managed to find her oasis.

Having finished her quest, Byul placed her phone aside. Her face, adorned with a jovial smile, suggested a proposition, “Do you want to play a game? Oh! We need to eat too. Shall we play a game while eating?”

“Let’s focus on one thing at a time,” I responded.

I tapped Byul’s derrière, which was lying next to me. It made a plump sound upon contact.

The staycation wasn’t planned, but it was rather refreshing. The event that Se-Young had prepared was now set to proceed much faster.

I lay on the bed, enveloping Byul in a wide embrace from behind. The little chick, Byul, snuggled comfortably into my arms, her body subtly rubbing against mine as she giggled quietly.

“I have a present for you,” I whispered.

At this, her eyes sparkled, her focus shifting instantly from the game.

“A present?! Really? Truly?”

“It’s akin to a romantic event. You might enjoy it,” I said.
“What is it?” she asked.

Byul was overly excited about the idea of a typical couple’s event. She began to chatter in an enthusiastic tone, spelling out her various hopes.

“A couple’s ring? A piece of jewelry? Hmm… what could it be?”
“I need to step into the bedroom for a moment.”
“Understood!”

Byul, having turned into a compliant child, knelt on the bed, her head gently swaying from side to side. Am I imagining stars bouncing above her head?

I ventured into the master bedroom, retrieved the bag I had previously readied, and placed my hand on the zipper.

This was a gift and a small event that Lee Se-young had requested.

-Zip.

Inside, as I unzipped the bag, I found a handsome suit. I put on each piece of clothing calmly, arranging them meticulously.

‘…Is this really going to work?’

A bodyguard uniform.

Just as men have their own set of sexual fetishes, like stockings, swimsuits, and nurse uniforms, women have theirs as well.

A secret that only Se-young would know, having watched Byul from the sidelines, a secret that couldn’t be shared with others.

-A suit?
-Will she really like it? All the erotic comics stored on her hard drive are related to this theme, particularly bodyguards.

She secretly yearns to be a princess… and considering my size, the sight of me in this outfit might leave her mouth agape.

-Zip.

When I donned the crisply ironed suit, I felt a slight pressure from the shoulders. I brushed my messy hair back to reveal a clear facial profile.
A lot has changed since the old days in so many ways. This realization often caused me concern.

If it was the old me that Byul fell in love with, there was a chance this might shock her a bit. These thoughts indicate my feelings have become more pronounced than before.

“I’m coming in.”

-Yes!

As I knocked on the door, her excited voice echoed from the other side. When I opened the door, dressed in an outfit I wouldn’t usually consider, Byul, sitting on the bed, caught sight of me.

-Gasp. Jaw drop.

The opened door swings back and hits the other side, revealing a stunned expression on Byul’s face as I step forward.

“Uh… What?”

She looked agitated, and her eyes sparkled. Byul was pointing at me.

“Oh my god, Shiba?!!!!”

Even an expletive slipped out.
Her voice grew louder. I raised an eyebrow, wondering if she didn’t like it, but Byul’s breathing halted for a moment.

“I…I…I didn’t say I…liked such a thing… How did you know?”

Huff. She stammers as she attempts to regain her breath. The star pattern in Byul’s eyes was spinning around.

“Se-young told me.”
“Wow…Wow…Wow… It’s so sexy… The rolled-up sleeves…”

Even after revealing the source of the information, Byul continued to mutter something with her mouth covered. It seems that Se-young’s comment about her having read all sorts of erotic comics wasn’t a lie.

-Step.

As I approached, Byul was so tense that her breath nearly stopped.

With his shoulders rigidly set, he absentmindedly tossed the phone, still running its game, onto the floor.

“Do you like this?”

Only when I tenderly inquired, did he seem to register my words.

“…Crazy. Absolutely mad.”
“Have you calmed down?”
“I’m calm. I’m happy!!!!”

His honest reply slipped out, and his eyes sparkled with renewed intensity.

‘So, this is it…’

Had Se-Young suggested to take control and escalate the situation?

“Hey, um, can I… can I touch you? Will you be like this the whole day? Then at night… huh? Really? For real? Am I blessed? Is this like… waiting and then fortune falls into your lap…?”

When I grasped his excited shoulder, a cute ‘hic!’ emerged.

“Do you want to do this now?”
“Heavens… oh…oh!”

Lying strewn across the bed, Bam’s lower body rose slightly as she arched her back. Her heart pounding relentlessly, she raised her fist to her chest, forgetting even to blink. Her pupils constricted as she stared at me, her lips trembling.

“Wait, wait… I… I…”

Could this continue? The moment I gently stroked the inside of her thigh…

Her thighs, having trembled faintly, naturally parted.

“…Ah, oh…”

At that moment, something trickled from beneath her nose. When had she become so overcome? Her pupils were quaking. A single streak of blood slipped over her upper lip, trailing down to her chin.

“…♡”

She appeared blissfully content.