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

Cha So-young's house. The bathroom in her father's room.

Swaaaah

"… … "

The cold water from the shower hits my scalp.

I closed my eyes and surrendered myself to the cold air, and started to organize the conversation I had had a few dozen minutes ago.

─ Side.

The small kiss that expressed Cha So-young's will ended in the same place with her lips parting after a few dozen seconds or minutes without any lewd tongue play or caressing.

Sight, hearing, touch, and even the slightest sense of smell.

Although mi dick blood rushed to his eyes several times due to the various stimulations he received while putting Cha So-young in danger, he wanted a more calm atmosphere, perhaps because it was a moment where they resolved the old feelings they had been hiding from each other.

─ I'm fine, so let's call it a day. You'll have plenty of time tomorrow, right?

If I think about the whole story of how this situation came to be, I should definitely refrain from saying such things. If I leave the place as if I am satisfied with it alone, Cha So-young might feel guilty and masturbate again.

But Cha So-young didn't seem particularly dissatisfied, as she seemed quite satisfied with the first ejaculation I had given her a little while ago.

Considering the fact that she had not had sex for five days since last weekend, one could guess how satisfied Cha So-young was with that one big orgasm.

Since your lover has acknowledged and promised to cooperate with your fetish, which are anything but normal, your expectations will be high, like a child waiting for a gift.

… Of course, we can't say that the heart is as pure as a child's.

Anyway, even after confirming each other's intentions, we had to talk a little more.

─ Do you remember what I said to you earlier when I was giving you a massage?

─ Yeah. I almost remember everything.

The topic of conversation began with me, who was so fond of Cha So-young that she wanted to die.

She strangely changed her previous attitude of being passive and hesitant to being more active, as if she had been thinking about it for a while.

But, judging by the look of concern on her face throughout the conversation, it seemed like the very situation of him having a serious discussion about her boyfriend having sex with another woman was floating around.

Of course, no matter how much I affirmed Cha So-young's wall and promised cooperation, her heart would not be at ease.

If you suddenly changed your attitude to be aggressive, like someone who is obsessed with sexual desire, I would have been more suspicious.

─ … You want me to choose? Are you serious?

─ …Wouldn't that work?

─ No… I'm not saying you can't…

─ I think it would be better if you saw it with your own eyes and decided.

Really, really strangely, Cha So-young wanted the process of choosing a woman to spend a night with me, commonly known as a neto girl, to be done solely through my choice and judgment.

Whether it's Twitter or Instagram, they post things to court women, exchange flirty messages, make plans to meet up and spend the night together.

Cha So-young made excuses like men and women have different eyes and that it would make her feel better, but I guessed that there must have been some other intention mixed in that I didn't know about.

However, Cha So-young also said that she would go with him to check the situation just in case, and that she would step forward immediately if she saw any signs of danger, so he nodded obediently for the time being.

If you look at it from start to finish, there's no point in doing this.

I kept the facts that didn't need to be said out loud to myself and focused my thoughts on the summer vacation that had just arrived.

Unlike other high schools that usually have a two-week summer vacation, our school had a vacation that lasted one week, or at least five days, throughout the three years.

Today is my birthday, Friday, July 30th, and next Tuesday, August 3rd, school will be on summer vacation for 6 days.

This is a moment when an unknown netizen, whether an office worker or a freelancer, can freely adjust their schedule even on weekdays without having to wait for the weekend.

─ You know summer vacation starts next week, right? Let's take this weekend off and start next week. You too... have a lot to think about.

I asked Cha So-young to think it over carefully over the weekend, because it would be natural for her to miss something if she was asked to decide on every detail in less than an hour.

"… Phew."

After finishing my short recollection, I turned off the shower. It wasn't just for a day or two that I was going to sleep over at Cha So-young's house, so my body finished showering on its own while I was thinking about it for a moment.

"… Jaehyuk. Can I come in?"

After washing my body and sitting on the bed to dry my hair, Cha So-young quietly called me through the slightly open crack in the door.

"Oh. Come in. Did you forget something?"

This isn't my house, so you can just come in without hesitation. As I allowed him to enter with that thought in mind, I saw that Cha So-young had also changed into comfortable pajamas.

While I was washing, Cha So-young also seemed to have finished showering.

Ssuk. When I asked if she had anything to say, Cha So-young sat behind me without answering and put both arms around my waist.

As Cha So-young spread her legs wide and my body was positioned between them, a soft feeling was felt around her neck and soft protrusions were rubbing against her back.

Fortunately, the timing was just right, so my lust didn't rise to that level of contact.

"Are you feeling better now?"

"Yeah. I'm tired because of someone."

Hehe. With a small laugh, I put my arm behind my head and poked his forehead. An embarrassed laugh came out.

"Why, did you want to do it too?"

"Um… later. Not now."

"then?"

"I want to sleep with you. Is that okay?"

Tight. Cha So-young hugged my body closer and rubbed her body against mine. I could immediately tell that it was a gesture that conveyed her intention not to reject me.

Suddenly? I was curious as to why this childhood friend, who was clinging to me like a whiner despite his size, suddenly wanted to sleep with me.

"Okay. Let's sleep together. Are you going to sleep well here?"

"…huh."

Since there was no reason to refuse, I put aside the question and lay down next to Cha So-young on the bed. Wouldn't it be stranger to coldly refuse her when she was appealing to me that she wanted to do this?

"Aren't you uncomfortable?"

"This much is okay."

As usual, I turned my body over and lay down. Cha So-young did the same and hugged my waist from behind.

When I was sitting down, I thought she just wanted to sleep in the same bed as me, but I guess that was his real intention.

It was my first time sleeping together like this, so I felt a little uncomfortable, but maybe because I was mentally tired and physically sluggish, I felt sleepy as soon as my head touched the soft pillow.

"…Jaehuk."

"…huh."

Half-asleep. I answered reflexively because it seemed like someone was calling me, but my heavy eyelids made my body feel even heavier.

"… I love you."

I can't hear you very well.

"…What did you say?"

"It's nothing. I told you to sleep well."

It's a bit bland.

"You too, sleep well…"

With those words, my consciousness disappeared beneath the surface.

For some reason, I felt like the body heat that should have been felt only from behind was gently spreading throughout my entire body.

Tuesday, August 2nd. 06:00 PM

Ta-da-dak. … Ta-da-dak. Ta-da-dak.

The sound of the keyboard, which irregularly cuts off and then starts again, stands alone in the silence of the house.

"… Ugh… Hmm…"

The sound of the wind blowing thinly.

A woman wearing a boxy T-shirt over her underwear, leaning back against the back of a chair, her upper and lower teeth pressed together, breathing through her mouth, making a sound that clearly showed her frustration.

The keyboard, which had been making intermittent tapping sounds, stopped making sounds as if it was going on strike when the woman's hands stopped moving in sympathy with her frustration.

As the silence grew longer, the woman's eyebrows narrowed slightly and her head tilted from side to side.

"Hmm… sss. No. Just…"

Tadadadadak. While writing, the woman who had used the monologue that had become a habit as a stepping stone to reorganize her thoughts moved her hands again. Once a woman has made up her mind, the sound of her keyboard is almost never interrupted.

"Hmm~~!"

After an hour, the woman lifted her hands from the keyboard and stretched her arms above her head, her chest out, and she did a long stretch.

When viewed from the side, the overall width of the boxy top gradually increases as the chest is exposed, allowing one to see the great femininity of this woman without having to look inside.

Knock, knock. A pleasant groan of the body started at the elbow, spread across the neck and shoulders, and ended at the spine.

The moment the woman, who had been stiff, tried to lift her buttocks off the chair for a moment, a message notification appeared at the bottom right of the monitor.

Yeah yeah yeah

The smartphone also vibrated and grabbed the woman's foot.

Click. The two-way notification meant that there was a sender she couldn't ignore, so the woman put a message on her monitor.

[Narin-ah]

[Do you know that Jinhee and Gyeongsu's memorial service is next week?]

"… Tsk."

Do Jin-hee. A woman whose name she had forgotten for a while and hated to see, Oh Na-rin clicked her tongue once.

yep

I don't think I can go this time because I'm busy. I'll go separately later.

[Okay okay]

[Take care of yourself]

Haha you too

After a short conversation, Onarin got up from his chair and threw himself onto the bed, which was only a few steps away.

As my head relaxed and my mind became more relaxed, the annoying dream I had that morning took its place.

─ … I don't know anymore. Do we really love each other, or how long will we have to keep doing this… What do you think?

College classmates who have now dropped out, Do Jin-hee and Lee Gyeong-su.

Those stupid bastards who drove each other to death by turning what should have been curiosity into a deadly virus. I watched them from afar and up close.

Dreams that would normally be forgotten after a few hours somehow still linger in my mind.

No, I was on the verge of forgetting, but the conversation we just had about the due date suddenly triggered the dream to become vivid again.

"… This sucks."

In a word, that's how I feel.

I need to finish writing a novel and update it on the website, and end the day with some light exercise, but right now I feel like just lying down.

"… … "

Onarin turned on her smartphone and searched for tags that were automatically completed in her search history on Twitter.

I was surfing the web for no reason, hoping that this shit would go away when I saw the feast of young bodies giving themselves over to sexual desire like animals, as if there was nothing in life.

[Busan 2n Net Couple. Invitational girls, couple meetings are welcome.^^]

[Chuncheon 25.180.70/30.160.65 ++ 1 Swapping 2 Invitational 3 Many-to-one / Retweet Block]

[Looking for someone who lives in Seoul or Gyeonggi and likes various things. #Netocouple]

A thin scroll bar. A disorganized introduction that grows in size in return, and a feast of flesh that pours out as expected.

Onarin, who imagined the end of those loves that were not like love based on his extremely subjective experience, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Meanwhile,

"oh…?"

Admiration, or amazement. Onarin let out an exclamation filled with such emotion after discovering a certain tweet.

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