My Japanese Childhood Friend Is Too Flirty

Chapter 120

My Japanese Childhood Friend Is Too Flirty

My already beautiful and adorable childhood friend keeps unintentionally flirting with me, and honestly, it’s a problem.Seriously.A huge one.

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119. First MT, separated from Aki for 1 night, 2 days…! (4)

They say when a person is too fl*stered, they can’t even speak properly, and it was true.

Seeing the explicit, flesh-toned photos of Aki that filled half my phone screen, I was so shocked that I widened my eyes and parted my lips slightly.

“Woojoo, what is it? Is something wrong?”

Soyoung noona asked as she came closer to me.

Even while fl*stered, the thought that I couldn’t let her see it immediately struck me, and I instinctively hid my phone screen.

“What, why did you suddenly hide it? Ah, were you looking at something…weird?”

“Ah, no. It’s not that…”

“Not that, then why is your face so red?”

“……Huh?”

I patted my cheeks, touching them here and there, wondering if it was real.

So-young *noona* watched me, a little smirk playing on her lips.

“Judging by how fl*stered you are, you must have seen something really strange, huh?”

“Ah, no….”

“What is it? What were you looking at? Can’t you show *noona* too?”

So-young *noona*, a smile on her face, approached on her knees. I was startled and tried to pull back, but I was already close to the wall, with no room left to retreat.

‘Aish. I don’t know…’

If this were to be revealed, it wouldn’t just be me who was embarrassed. Driven solely by the thought that it couldn’t be exposed, I jumped up from my spot. And, stammering a little, I said:

“I, I’ll be right back…! Just stepping out for a sec…!”

“Oh, going out…?!”

“Yes. Sorry…!”

Senior in second year or not, I quickly bolted from my seat. Behind me, as I practically ran, I could hear So-young *noona* calling, “Oh, Woo-joo? Are you really leaving…?!” But. I didn’t look back, heading straight for the pension’s entrance.

Among the shoes scattered haphazardly, I somehow managed to find my own, slipped them on, and stepped outside into the chilling wind.

At that moment, another photo arrived.

[Photo]

This photo showed Aki hooking her finger into her underwear strap, gently tugging on it.

Leaning my back against the wall of the pension, I took a few slightly ragged breaths and quickly replied.

[ASDFGHJKL]

[No Aki]

[What are you doing????]

[Photo]

I doubted my eyes when I saw the additional photo that arrived.

Aki, against the backdrop of a bathroom, had taken off her bra and was smiling, covering her chest with her hand.

To be honest, I’d seen Aki’s br*easts plenty of times…. But a photo where she was only half-covering them like this was a first.

Maybe that’s why. It felt even more seductive than seeing them completely exposed.

“…Ah, no.”

Now wasn’t the time for me to be mindlessly staring at photos.

Like I’d been possessed by something, I snapped out of my trance. I cleared my throat to gather my composure and scolded Aki.

[Why are you suddenly sending these photos????]

[What if someone else sees them?? You’re going to get in serious trouble!!!]

“[You *are* listening to me, right…??]”

[Photo]

“……”

I s*cked in a sharp breath.

This picture had Aki demurely turned, her back to the camera, the curve of her br*east barely concealed at the side.

Her figure was just *that* perfect. Even a picture showing only her back looked like something painted.

‘……Ah. But…’

The fact that she was covering herself, made me imagine what was underneath, and I got hard without even realizing it.

How should I put it? I liked the rawness that came from completely bare skin, but I also had to admit there was something about this coy dance of almost-but-not-quite revealing that was doing it for me.

If the lewdness of bare skin was a 10. This, with its strategic coverage, was a solid 9.5. It was just that pretty, and that hot. I wasn’t kidding.

Am I really such a pervert… ?

My head felt a little hot as I entertained these l*stful thoughts while looking at Aki’s pictures… then, another one loaded.

[Photo]

This picture was in a room, a place similar to the old inn Aki and I had visited at her grandmother’s, serving as a background. The pose she struck—I couldn’t even fathom *how* she managed to achieve it—was a cat pose.

But, not just any ordinary cat pose.

Her eyes, slightly upturned, looked straight into the camera. Her arms were neatly folded, her face buried in them, her chest pressed against the bedding, concealing what needed concealing, while her hips were raised high, pushing her bottom into the air.

For some reason. It looked incredibly familiar.

Like. Something I’d seen late at night, on the bed Aki and I shared…

“Ha, shit…”

My breathing hitched.

To send a picture like *this*, wearing nothing but her underwear…

It was a bit vulgar to say… but, even though I was outside, my excitement blew through the roof.

I stared intently at Aki’s photo, my breath coming in short gasps, when a brief message popped up.

[I miss you ㅠㅠ]

“……”

Screw the MT, should I just leave for Japan right now…?

For a split second, I entertained such an absurd idea. That was how short, and how powerful, the message was.

[Where are you now?]

[Grandma’s inn. I’m alone in my room…]

[If I left right away, I could probably get there sometime today. Should I come?]

[Heh… hahaha]

[I’m not joking, Aki. If you tell me to come, I can be there right away.]

[Honey needs to enjoy the MT (Membership Training trip), too…! *Atashi* will be alright ㅠㅠ]

[That means I can come, right? Should I open the app and book a plane ticket?]

[Hahahaha no way, don’t do that!!]

[Honey wasn’t reading my messages, so I was just kidding, so really, really, you don’t have to!! (Emoji of a cat sweating profusely)]

[Ah, really? You sent me a message?]

Past the spicy picture, I scrolled up to see that there actually were messages. About five, give or take. The content was just asking why I wasn’t reading them, what I was up to. Didn’t seem like anything particularly important.

It wasn’t like I was deliberately ignoring them; they came when I was busy with drinking games and whatnot, so I unintentionally ignored them. But whatever the reason, I did ignore them. I quickly got my fingers moving to beg forgiveness.

[Ah, you really did send them? Sorry, really sorry!! I think I was busy playing some game and didn’t see them…!]

[Hehe, it’s okay. If you went on the MT trip, you might not see them~~~]

[Oops. Aren’t you super busy right now, too??]

[Nah, it’s okay. I just came out for a bit. There’s plenty of time to talk.]

[If need be, I could stay out here all night]

[Hahaha no way. Don’t do that because of *atashi*~!! I don’t want you to do that~!!]

[You can see *atashi* tomorrow, you know! Play with the others. Okay??]

[I want to play with you, Aki….]

[Actually, *atashi* does, too…. Hehe]

[But you went to have fun today! So today, have fun with the others instead of *atashi*!!!]

[I won’t send you any more messages!]

[Ah, why? You should send me messages!!!!!(Emoji of a dog glaring)]

[Hahahahaha so cute!!!!!!!]

[Ah, but what time did you say you were coming tomorrow??]

[I’m eating lunch with Grandma in the morning and running some errands in Japan, so maybe around 4pm?? It might be later if there are delays]

[Okay. 4pm? Got it]

[Okay, really done talking now!!!!!]

[Can’t you send me messages?]

[No!!! Go have fun today!!! I won’t reply even if you send them!!! Bye bye!!!!]

[I love you, Aki]

[(Emoji of a dog kneeling and offering a bouquet of flowers)]

[I Love You Too, Darling♡]

[(Cat emoji with crossed arms and nodding head)]

“…Ah.”

I’m going crazy.

I miss Aki.

For real…

* * *

After that, I sent a few more KakaoTalk messages. But Aki really didn’t reply. No, it wasn’t just that she didn’t reply; she didn’t even read them.

I guess if she read them, she’d feel like she had to respond. So she took the ultra-strong measure of not even opening them… which, for me, was just hell. Because I’d already seen Aki’s naughty picture and was all fired up, but Aki wasn’t giving me the time of day.

So, to soothe the excitement building inside me, I drank all night with my colleagues.

My usual limit is two bottles, but I went over three, then four, and even more after that, but I don’t really remember. Yesterday was the first time I’d ever blacked out from drinking.

“Ugh, my stomach hurts…”

Anyway, after that wild night, I was on my way back home.

I was on the company bus, leaning my head against the window, trying to collect myself, and Sungchan, the colleague sitting next to me, looked perfectly fine and smirked.

“You look like you could down more than ten bottles of soju, so why can’t you hold your liquor at all?”

“Leave me alone. I really feel like I’m dying…”

I waved my hand, trying to push away Sungchan’s arm, which was playfully poking me.

My stomach was killing me from the excessive drinking.

‘…Ah, still.’

If I go home and wait just a few hours, I can see Aki.

I can’t see her because she’s in Japan. I spent all last night thinking only of Aki, and just thinking about finally being able to meet her made me smile.

When I meet Aki, I’m going to do everything I’ve only imagined. First, I’m going to hug her tight and start with a deep k*ss…!

“I’m going to drink more at my place later, are you coming?”

“You drank that much and you’re drinking again…?”

“Yeah. Of course. You have to have a hangover cure after drinking, don’t you?”

“You’ll ruin your liver if you drink like that… I’m not going.”

“What, chicken?”

“…It’s not that I’m chicken. Can’t you see my condition?”

“Chicken, then. Chicken. Hey, Ju-woo’s a chicken! He’s too weak to drink, so he’s not coming!”

“…”

Twitch.

My eyebrow gave a little jump.

There were certain words a man just didn’t say to another man, and one of those words was “sool-jji.”

‘Sool-jji’ carried the implication of being a pathetic failure when it came to drinking…

Well, anyway, that wasn’t the point. The important thing was that I was riled up by being called a ‘sool-jji’. I let out a laugh that dripped with disbelief.

“Are you crazy? Me, a sool-jji? Come on, that’s absurd. Fine, you want to see? Let’s go! I’ll show you what I’m like when I drink.”

My Japanese Childhood Friend Is Too Flirty

My already beautiful and adorable childhood friend keeps unintentionally flirting with me, and honestly, it’s a problem.Seriously.A huge one.

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