My girlfriend from the reverse world expects me to be a Netorare

Boom. Boom. The condom that had been blocking the contact between my cervix and my vagina was elasticized by the squirming flesh and strong water jets, causing my body to swell.

─ Huuuuut!?

Cha So-young raises both arms above her head and puts her hands under the pillow, holding onto the bed sheet tightly. The tendons on the back of her hands, hidden by the pillow, stand out.

Her legs, which were spread wide as if forming an M, pierced the air with her knees and toes spread wide.

─ Haa… Haa…

Cha So-young, who had reached orgasm with beads of sweat showing on her skin, looked down at Shin Jae-hyeok in her arms with eyes full of affection.

─ …Thank you for your hard work.

The lips glistening with saliva gently descended and fell on Shin Jae-hyeok's forehead, who was breathing hotly on his soft chest.

Shin Jae-hyeok raised his head. It was as if he had started moving along a set path, as if he had pressed a button on his forehead.

Two gazes, shining brightly in the moonlight, collided in the air.

─ …? Why? Is there something on your face?'

One gaze turned downward again, and the gaze that had been two-way became one-way.

─ … No. I just… saw it because it was pretty. Because it was pretty.'

Cha So-young's eyes, which had been puffing up her body in a big way to express her joy, contracted again and drew a line.

─ Puhehe… Then I'm "Jaehuk?"

Ugh. I swallowed the sound in my throat at the voice that broke my memories.

When I raise my head to the upper left, I see two eyes with a questioning look slightly hidden by the bangs.

"Huh? Why?"

"Why? You called me first and I answered."

"Oh. Right. Sorry."

Cha So-young didn't bother to ask questions or press me despite my foolish answers.

It is no exaggeration to say that one of Cha So-young's true values is that she still looks at me with a questioning gaze, but still waits patiently for me to speak first.

Thanks to that, I was able to calmly reorganize my thoughts.

"Since tomorrow is the weekend, let's go straight to your house today. Is that okay?"

"Hmm. It's not that bad. Is that why you were so worried about telling me that?"

"Uh. There's something I want to do."

The day I took the mock exam was Wednesday, the day that Cha So-young threw away her reason and left bruises on my body due to intense sex.

Two weeks and three days have passed since then, and today is Saturday, the weekend ahead.

During these two weeks and three days, we had a very peaceful, comfortable, and innocent yet ordinary time together, including three sexual encounters.

On weekends, we would go to the aquarium and enjoy a calm indoor date, and sometimes we would show off our tastes to each other and immerse ourselves in games for hours at PC rooms or bowling alleys.

The place I went to the most was, of course, the movie theater.

As a high school senior, it was also the most accessible date spot, and I liked the atmosphere of the dark movie theater and the huge screen under the pretext of a date rather than the purpose of watching a movie.

The situation of focusing on the screen while enjoying the warmth of the body touching each other through clothes would be difficult to create just by sitting on the sofa and watching a movie.

Although the nights spent tasting each other's bodies and deeply confirming love were enjoyable, it was equally enjoyable to put carnal desires aside for a moment and sweetly savor the time spent with a lover.

From the beginning, the process of taking the stairs of love was very different from that of a typical relationship.

So, the time we spent together recently felt special, like we were tasting food prepared by a famous chef, even though the menu itself was ordinary.

"What do you want to do? What is it?"

"Do you remember what was in your fridge before? You always order something at your house."

"In the fridge? Um… kimchi, eggs, cheese, sausage… a few apples, and some drinks?"

Due to the nature of their jobs, Cha So-young's parents were away from home more than the average family.

Until middle school, Cha So-young's father devoted himself to raising her, but after Cha So-young developed a certain degree of independence, both of them developed a pattern of leaving the house for about a month during peak season.

So, even though Cha So-young's family is well-off, her financial situation is not bad, but during the summer, she often orders delivery food or makes simple meals by herself to make ends meet.

When I first heard that story, I felt a little sorry for Cha So-young, who was guarding the house alone.

I thought that her parents didn't pay much attention to her, but Cha So-young didn't seem lonely at all and said that she liked it better. She said that she was grateful just for the fact that she never felt that she lacked financial resources.

So now she feel grateful to her parents for leaving home at such a good time.

"Then let's stop by the mart. I'll make you spaghetti today."

"Spaghetti? You're making it?"

"Yeah. We always just buy or order something to eat. Today, I'll make it for you."

"Aha… Phew. Hoohehe…"

"Why are you laughing? I'm good at cooking."

"Heh heh. I like it, that's why I do it."

In the end, she returned to her usual voice, but Cha So-young's face was filled with a smile.

Well, there is probably no 'female' friend who doesn't like a 'male' friend cooking homemade food for her, whether it is simple or difficult.

Of course, I'm saying this leaving home environment aside, but when Cha So-young says she'll come to my house and cook for me, I feel happy first.

Unfortunately, my kindness was not expressed purely out of love for Cha So-young.

'We need to address this properly before it becomes a bigger problem.'

The bruises that had stained my pelvis, thighs, and lower abdomen fortunately disappeared from the skin in less than two weeks. Fortunately, they recovered quickly, unlike the ones that had been spread out widely.

And then, as if we were just waiting for our wounds to heal, we immediately indulged in each other after returning home.

The time I tasted Cha So-young's body for about two weeks was definitely sweet as honey, but that sweet time left a part of me that was questionable.

Just like a little while ago, I was reminiscing about that time alone, and then I heard Cha So-young's voice and woke up from my thoughts.

"Since you're buying this, let's buy a lot so we can eat it later. But when are your parents coming home?"

"they didn't say anything in particular. They just take a break sometimes even though they are busy. Once the peak season is over, they will be staying in this neighborhood for a while."

"Hmm… I see."

"why?"

Hold hands and link arms.

Bring your bodies closer together, look up at each other, and talk.

"No. Well… I just wanted to introduce myself. They must have seen me a lot, but I haven't seen them since elementary school."

Cha So-young didn't show much of a reaction and just walked along the sidewalk at my pace.

'also…'

Although he said that there was no big reaction, that statement is a bit misleading.

The moment it touches my body, it stiffens and then moves naturally again as if nothing happened, so it doesn't seem to respond much to that action.

That day, while we were talking about mock exams, Cha So-young suddenly dragged me to her house.

After recalling the cause and thinking back on what I just did and Cha So-young's reaction, it would be more appropriate to say that Cha So-young's reaction now is that she is enduring something.

"Heh heh. You don't have to think too hard about it. You and I haven't known each other for years, so even if your memories are a bit different, I'm sure both of you will be okay with it. He didn't come to our house much in the first place."

"Really? Then that's good."

A brief pause in the conversation reminded me of my purpose once again.

─… Heh heh. I was happy too. There's tomorrow, so let's wrap things up here for today.

A voice that gently pushes away the moist desire and urges an end.

At first, I didn't have any particular doubts about Cha So-young, who wanted to end the body conversation they had after two weeks with two ejaculations and two climaxes.

It's strange to have doubts in the first place.

Whatever the reason, if you insist on doing it more even though Cha So-young was the one who said to stop first, it is no different from ignoring her wishes.

It's simpler if you find a reason to stop there rather than a reason to force yourself to continue having sex.

I still had energy, but my body was tired. I didn't cum like I did the first time, and I wasn't dissatisfied because we both orgasmed twice.

Even though we are students, we cannot share love by squeezing out all our energy to the limit every time.

I, who thought that way, started to have doubts about Cha So-young when I saw the way she seemed to be holding back something just a little while ago and the way she gently pushed me away after sex overlap.

After three rounds of sex, including the first in two weeks, that strange feeling instantly turned my suspicions into certainty.

'I still care about the scars you put on my body.'

Emotions are like water, if they are left stagnant, they will eventually rot and decay. The same goes for guilt.

Even if I had tried to comfort Cha So-young, who was completely exhausted, and she seemed to accept my words, I cannot know how much guilt she would have felt.

It's not a question of whether you believe it or not, but it means that Cha So-young apologized and I accepted it, and the parts that correspond to the complementary set outside of the agreed area are different.

'I thought it was too simple. I might have been secretly suffering in silence.'

So, I shared my thoughts two days ago as if I was giving a Philo Talk to resolve my doubts that there was a 'possibility' that they would rot away if left alone.

─ Soyoung-ah. Are you still concerned about that?'

─ Huh? That's it?'

─ I'm talking about the day of the mock exam. The bruises have definitely healed, so you don't have to worry anymore. Now, can you see that it's turned white again?'

─ … Hahaha! That's not it. You told me not to feel sorry back then. Why would I care about that now?

Cha So-young smiled faintly and denied my questioning, as if it was just a thing of the past. However, her true feelings were clearly revealed.

It's not that Cha So-young's acting was bad, but since she said it with confidence to begin with, it was natural that the strange points would stand out more.

It's like knowing the answer and hearing the solution process.

─ Ah. Was it not enough? Should I do it again?

─ … No. I'm tired now too.

The scandal, once over, never continued.

Even Cha So-young is secretly stubborn, so if she tries to avoid being questioned right in front of her, it can be seen as building a 'wall'.

'We have to tear down that wall. If that doesn't work, we can make a hole in it.'

Bait that shakes up our relationship itself, such as saying something childish like, "If you don't do as I say, I won't see you anymore," might surprisingly be effective. If it were Cha So-young, she would probably grit her teeth and follow what I say, even if she still feels some resistance.

But that method naturally disappeared from my mind because it was the easiest and most dangerous way. There was no need to bulldoze a path that could be walked or biked.

Rather than such a drastic method, I came to the conclusion that a more roundabout way was needed to see into the gentle, rational, peaceful, and invisible wall-surrounded mind of Cha So-young.

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