Chapter 102 – Have You Ever Done It in a Restaurant Bathroom?

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As Han Yeon-ju wanted, we went to an Italian restaurant together.
It was a restaurant that I had visited from time to time in my previous life, and thought it made pretty good dishes for my palate.

“Ah, delicious!”

One player said as she rolled up the pasta with a fork and put it in her mouth.
She looked so young that she didn’t look 29 at all.
To anyone else, we would only look like a college student couple dating.

I also genuinely enjoyed sitting across from her and eating her meal.
There were many questions, but none of them were serious.
I thought it would be better to ask slowly, as it seemed a little out of place for a meal like this.

Then, Han Yeon-joo took out something first.

What she placed on her table was a clear liquid in a small container.

“Feed it to Choi Ju-ri.”
“Yes? What is this?”
“You asked me. How do I awaken as a Hunter? That’s it.”
“Then this is…”

I took courage in my hand.
The small bottle had no label attached and was infinitely transparent, so it was not possible to know what kind of properties it had.

“It’s my first time making it, so I don’t know if it really works. But since I made it, of course it will work.”

Han Yeon-ju spat out words that contradicted herself.
But it was convincing in itself.
I knew that she was her S-class ability, and I also knew that she would be her ‘secret position’ in the future.
Thinking about it, of course it would work.
I nodded and put the solution into my inventory.

“Aren’t you suspicious?”
“Yes?”
“Do you not doubt that such clear water awakens ordinary people to become hunters? Isn’t it natural to be suspicious?”
“No. I think this will work too.”
“You…”

Han Yeon-joo looked at me gently.

“Haaa… What should I do?”
“What?”
“When I see you, my body gets hot. It was still only broad daylight. If it’s already like this…”

In addition, Han Yeon-joo spit out sexual harassment comments.
But looking at his expression, it didn’t seem like a joke.
Her face was tinged with blush, and she was twisting her body gently, and it seemed like something was tickling.

“You want to have sex?”

Perhaps because I was sitting face to face with Han Yeon-joo, even I spoke boldly.

“Huh. Do you want to?”
“Yes, what.”

I’ve had three girlfriends now.
Shin Hye-yeon, Park Eun-ha, and Choi Ju-ri.
When I was dating Shin Hye-yeon, I felt psychological resistance to being in that relationship with Park Eun-ha.
But once that was broken, I realized that I didn’t have to be bound by conventional wisdom.
I was living a different life than other people.
What kind of person grows up by returning to the past 20 years ago and accomplishing the quests given by the system?

I was living a life that should not be bound by common sense.
I am now

“Let’s go.”

A musician lifted her up.
Since the meal was almost finished, it was a good timing to move from place to place.
Of course I thought I was going to the hotel.
If that happens, you will be going to the hotel for three days in a row.
The first day was with Shin Hye-yeon and Park Eun-ha, the second day was with Choi Ju-ri, and this time it was Han Yeon-joo.

Of course, I couldn’t have imagined living in this pattern in my previous life.

But Yeonju Han seemed unwilling to go to the hotel with me.

“Have you ever had sex in a restaurant bathroom?”
“Yes?”

I’ve had tons of sex experiences in my past life, but I’ve never had sex in the restroom of that restaurant right after eating lunch.

“I don’t have…?”

Feeling a bit uneasy, I replied.

“Neither do I. Sounds like fun, doesn’t it? I’ll go to the bathroom first. Take some time and follow me. Men’s and women’s bathrooms are attached, so you won’t be suspicious.”
“Wait a minute…”

Before I could say anything, Han Yeon-ju went to the bathroom with a very excited face.
She looked this way and gave her a wink before she entered the women’s bathroom.

‘What the heck is this…’

When I was with Han Yeon-joo, I couldn’t follow the flow.

‘Am I really okay?’

It was almost past lunchtime, so there weren’t many customers so there were more empty tables.
As Han Yeon-joo said, the restrooms in this restaurant were in the form of men’s and women’s restrooms facing each other in the corner, so I didn’t think I would notice much when I went into the bathroom.
Couldn’t you have figured it out in advance and had bathroom sex in mind?

It’s not common sense, but her existence as Han Yeon-joo was far from common sense.
In the first place, the nickname ‘Secret Location’ was something that no one could get.
If you ask me what does that have to do with bathroom sex, I can’t answer.

I wiped my mouth with a napkin.

If you were on her first date and the girl came out this way, running away quietly could be one way out.
But that’s difficult.
A woman with 100% likeability was waiting for me excitedly in the bathroom, but it was not polite for her to run away.
In her previous life, I never went to her store again because I felt the pressure of being overly pushy by a musician, which cut off the possibility of a relationship that I didn’t know would lead to a good one.
If I knew of one of her performances during her college days, I would continue my relationship with her.
Of course my life would have been very different.
Still, I couldn’t escape the curse of NTR, but anyway.

I got up.
Now that this has happened, I have no choice but to do what Yeonju Han says.
And in fact, I was curious too.

Sex in the restaurant bathroom in broad daylight.
It was also sex with a big-breasted beauty who looked ten years younger than his own age.
It was a fantasy that all men would welcome.

I glanced around and stepped into the bathroom.
No one looked at me suspiciously as I went to the bathroom.
It would be natural.

I pretended to go into the men’s room, then opened the door to the women’s room.
It was quite different from the men’s restroom in that there were no urinals and there was a faint scent.
Because it was a high-end restaurant, the bathrooms were very clean.

“Are you here?”

A low voice came from the third of the four toilet seats side by side.
It was an excited voice, and it was also a voice filled with joy, as if enjoying the situation.

I stood in front of the bathroom cubicle where Han Yeon-ju’s voice leaked out and opened the door.
Han Yeon-joo was smiling while standing against the wall.
She held out what she had been hiding behind her back.

It’s panties.
They were white panties the opposite color to the outfit, and the middle part was blatantly wet.

“Do you want to have it?”
“Yes.”

I took her panties from her.
It was far from my usual taste, but I wanted to know what to do.
Besides, at this point, I was confused about what my taste really was.
In fact, I was as excited as Han Yeon-ju.

A musician spread her own legs apart.
Her dress was pulled up slowly, exposing her cunt over her white thighs.
It was a cute pussy that was cleanly waxed to match her appearance.

“Haaa… Touch me.”

I pulled close to one of the musicians and put her hand between her crotches.
A warm and wet pussy.

The touch of the soft wish came fully into her palm.

“It’s Sunggyu…”
“Yeonju-san…”
“We are destined, aren’t we?”
“Yes…”

I raised my index finger and ran through the cleft in her cunt.
The flesh on both sides of the cunt that was clinging to it split open, and the softer inner flesh was touched.
I started touching the clitoris, which had a small protrusion at the top.

“Ha ha, ha ha.”

Han Yeon-joo hugged me by the neck.
She was quite short for a woman, and I am on the fairly tall side of a man.
Therefore, I had to be in a low-key position.
It was a little uncomfortable, but more than that, I felt excited because of the sexy feel of the situation.

I was gently touching my clitoris, and Yeon-joo Han kissed my lips.

“Ha, woo, chuup, chuup.”

It was soft lips like those of a girl.
Soon, their lips opened and their tongues began to intertwine.

Han Yeon-joo’s hand busily unbuttoned my pants.
Then he pulled her zipper down and pulled it out.
Her hand burrowed into the open gap in front of her.

Her erect cock slipped over her draws and into her hand.

“Big, very. And hard…”

Han Yeon-joo whispered hotly.

Her hand, stroking my cock over her underwear, slid into her panties from above.

Her little hands massaged his cock in reverse.
I felt copper leaking out and soaking my underwear.

“I can’t, put it in quickly.”

I couldn’t stand it any longer.
I quickly pulled my pants and panties down.
Then, he grabbed Han Yeon-joo’s legs and lifted him off the floor.

Because of her small size, this should be the right height.

A musician put three of her own fingers in her mouth.
There she dipped her saliva and stretched her hand under her.
After rubbing her cunt a few times, she took my place and led me into her own cunt.

A few times the glans moved along the crevice of her cunt.

Then Fu-wook dug into the hole of Han Yeon-joo’s pussy.