Chapter 59

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Because of my large chest, I couldn't run rashly, so I walked lightly to the train station and looked around at the public phone booth in front of the train station.

We were supposed to meet here, but since we haven't met yet, I don't know who he is. The moment I thought that maybe I got there first and he wasn't here yet, a man walked forward and stood in front of me, looking at my face from behind.

"Hmm… I'll find out right away."

"Oh, hello."

I could tell right away that he was the person I had just been chatting with just from what he said.

He looks like he's in his 40s, and he seems to be the oldest person in the chatroom. He has dyed his hair a little, and he's wearing glasses. He's wearing a dress shirt and suit pants, as if he just came out of work. He looks like he has a little bit of a potbelly, but he looks younger than I thought. Was he just thinking too much about the title of oldest person in the chatroom?

"Haha, this is actually my first time seeing you, and I really never thought you'd be a woman, let alone such an incredible beauty."

"Ah, ahaha… um, I didn't think I'd look this young either."

"You look young, is that too much of a compliment?"

I felt a little awkward meeting someone I had met through chatting in real life. But since our destination was already set to lunch, we started walking right away and started talking while walking side by side, and the awkwardness eased a little.

"I was wondering how I could possibly recognize you when you said that in the chat window, but it's definitely strange that you can't recognize me."

Before we both got into the chatroom, we both described each other's appearances. I just described the outfit and said something like, 'Someone wearing that outfit will have big breasts. You'll notice it if you just look at them.'

There really is no other way to describe it. What should I say about my appearance… I guess the right words would be 'big breasts, sexy, big butt, but also a bit ugly', but no matter how I try to restrain myself from saying it, it ends up being 'a nice body…' so whatever I say ends up sounding like self-praise.

It is a feature, but it is too hard to describe in my head, so I can only say that the chest is the most noticeable feature.

"Isn't this a great experience for me? To have lunch with such a beauty at this age."

"Wouldn't it be a big problem if your wife finds out?"

"That might be true. I have to be careful not to be seen by my subordinates."

Now that I think about it, I said it as a joke, but there was this problem. It might be okay for a man, but eating alone with a woman? Even when I heard the story, it seemed like she was on a business trip and didn't have a home here.

I really wonder if his wife is misunderstanding that I went on a business trip and made a concubine.

I came out because I was so hungry, but I also thought that maybe I came out for nothing, but that thought disappeared as soon as I arrived at the restaurant.

"…Isn't it expensive here?"

"If you're having a meal with a pretty woman, you should at least pay this much."

I'm sure the last time I came here, one menu item was around 20,000 to 30,000 won.

It's an Italian restaurant chain that I used to visit with great enthusiasm on my girlfriend's birthday when I was a man.

You come to a place like this for lunch.

This guy, how much money does he have?

"But I still feel a bit burdened."

"Huh? No, no, don't worry. I eat this much on a regular basis."

Do you usually go to stores like this?

He seems to be a richer man than I thought.

… or maybe I don't have any money?

When I entered the restaurant, I saw quite a few people even though it was lunch time. I thought restaurants are usually open for dinner, but that didn't seem to be the case.

As soon as I entered the restaurant, I felt some men among the people who seemed to be couples looking in my direction. My girlfriend would scold me for doing that. I know that women are quicker to notice things than I thought… .

Inside the store, there was some kind of classical music playing quietly… It wasn't as quiet as I thought. It seemed like it was loud enough that people couldn't hear each other very well if they were two or three tables away from each other when they were talking.

As we walked along and entered the restaurant, there was a table with a partition that looked like a private room. It wasn't completely closed off on all four sides, but on three sides, so it felt a little more private.

As I sat down, the waiter came over and handed me a menu. It felt a bit strange to see him linger on me for a while, then look at the man, and then look back at me.

It's definitely a combination that doesn't suit me. He's a man who doesn't seem like he would have a daughter like me, and the age difference doesn't make him seem like a couple.

It felt like we were just chatting room friends and going out to have lunch, but Koreans don't think like that and they probably fantasize about having an obscene relationship, like an affair or a sponsorship relationship or something like that…

Actually, it's strange to think of someone as a chat room friend. Who would think that way about someone they just met, especially an old man and a young woman?

"Please give me this."

"all right."

After I ordered everything I wanted to eat and returned the menu, the waiter walked away from the table. Then, the old man seemed to sense something in the waiter's gaze as he looked at me with a bitter smile and said,

"Let's go somewhere else next time."

… Now that I think about it, what should I call this person? I can't think of any other name than 'Mister.'

As we chatted until the food arrived, the topic of chat rooms came up. This man and I had first met in a chat room, and since we had been chatting for about two years, we knew a lot about each other.

"But I was really surprised, I never thought it was a woman."

"Ah, ahahaha… Well, right? You don't know someone until you actually meet them."

"What still seems strange is that I never thought she was a woman. When I actually saw her, she definitely had a manly, easygoing side."

The problem was that as I continued to chat as a man, there were things that just didn't make sense. First of all, there were responses and tone of voice that were hard for women to hear, and there was a lot of content in the conversation that women wouldn't know about.

"…Now that I know I'm a woman, it's a bit difficult to talk about it."

"No, no, just treat me like you used to. I said it's okay."

"I've sexually harassed you so much. I'm sorry about that."

… Well, it's not something you can say to a woman, like 20,000 won per hour for sucking it with your mouth.

But that can't be helped, and I'm a special case. For me, I just want you to treat me like before. I didn't want to be awkward with you, I just thought it would be okay to meet up, and we were close through chat, and I just wanted to have a meal together.

I don't want things to get awkward just because we met like this.

When I said that, the old man agreed and asked me something he was curious about.

"Um…but I'm curious about something. Didn't you once talk in great detail about what happened with your ex-girlfriend in a chat room?"

"Ah…um…."

You're talking about a ridiculous contest called a sex story contest. As soon as you mentioned it, I remembered it.

Someone was talking about sex, and there was this crazy thing where a guy would talk about his own sexual experiences, and I once described in great detail the sex I had with my ex-girlfriend.

"…Do you like girls?"

"…Uh, um…uh…"

How should I answer this?!

Oh, I like it though?!

But, huh? I'm a woman now... huh??

And sex with guys too... Yeah? Uh, yeah.

"No, well, I guess you might like it, but I'm just curious. Well, does that mean your ex-girlfriend is a lesbian?"

"No, there's a misunderstanding, right?"

Huh? That's true, but am I a lesbian? Something feels off.

Now that I think about it, if I were to have sex with a woman, I could say yes right now and hold a dildo and thrust hard, but am I a lesbian?

But when I'm a man and I'm told to have sex with a man, I absolutely hate it. When I'm a woman... well... it feels good, so it's good.

…Huh? What the heck am I? Bisexual? That seems a bit different.

Am I supposed to be considered completely separate just because I'm a woman?

"And um, since you asked me to treat you like I usually do, I wonder if it's okay to ask a girl how she can become good at licking pussy, even if it's in a chat room... Ah, I see. So that's why you lied and said you were a guy?"

"No, no, no, wait a minute. This is a restaurant. That's not…."

"What do you think? I sat here on purpose because I thought we'd talk about the chat room."

Oh, so from the beginning, you sat down here to ask me all sorts of questions about the fact that I'm a woman.

I get it, but I have nothing to say. I've done so many stupid things in chat rooms... Ugh, a lesbian.

As I was thinking about what I should say as a woman about what I said before, the food I ordered arrived.

First, the pumpkin soup was different from pumpkin porridge in that it was salty and sweet, but it had whipped cream on top, so it had a rich flavor. As I was slowly eating the soup, spaghetti came out.

I ordered spaghetti carbonara, but strangely enough, it was served in a small, long, ladle-like bowl, and unlike the carbonara I knew, it was a yellow-colored spaghetti, while the uncle ordered spaghetti with a shocking combination of salted pollack roe and kimchi.

Next up was salmon salad, with mozzarella cheese, basil, and tomatoes, something I forgot the name of.

… isn't that a lot?

"If you have a lot, leave some and eat it without feeling burdened."

As we were talking, he said that he was working at a famous company in the programming field, and that the company he was working on was providing a lot of welfare benefits. He said that since he was a key figure, he was given a lot of money for meals and vacations.

I don't know because I've never worked in a company, but is that really possible? Isn't the programming department the kind that works overtime like it's nothing?

Oh, but this is delicious. The yolk is slightly cooked in the warm noodles, so it has a deep flavor, and the cheese is also very delicious. I am eating it slowly and carefully, in a feminine manner, but it is so delicious that I want to just pour it into my mouth and eat it.

If you feel a little rich while eating, eat the salmon salad and take another bite. The rich flavor is quite good.

"I came here because I thought it would be nice to have a light lunch, but next time, how about eating somewhere nice for dinner?"

"Oh, yes. Okay."

Dinner is even better! What could be better than this? Steak? Is it steak? Or is it sashimi?!

…Huh? Wait, having dinner means we'll meet again next time.

Oh, I get the feeling that I've gotten sucked into something really skillfully.

"How does it taste?"

"Okay, it's so delicious."

Whatever, if it tastes good, then I'm all for it.

Ah, I'm happy.

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"Hee-yeon, I had fun today. Let's chat again next time."

"Okay, see you next time~"

We had a conversation while eating affogato at a restaurant for dessert. My name and age. He asked me if I was a lesbian based on what I had said in the chat room. After some thought, I said I wasn't a lesbian, but just an ordinary person. Then he asked me if I had a boyfriend, and I said no.

After that, he said that how could she not be so pretty, and that he would have rushed in without a second thought if he hadn't gotten married, and other than that, he talked about what he does and what I was roughly studying in college.

In the end, the topic of chat rooms came up, and surprisingly, it seemed like the chat room members had met up a few times while I was abroad.

There are other women besides me, but they don't show up to gatherings often, so I asked if it wouldn't be fun to meet them once I'm in Korea. Well, it definitely might be fun to meet them. The problem is that at that moment, all the members of the chatroom will know that I'm a woman.

For now, only the old man knows that I'm a woman in the chat room, so we decided to keep it a secret.

And then we promised to have dinner together next time. I felt a little bad since I was the one receiving the benefit, but since they said they were going to pay for it anyway, I decided to accept it shamelessly.

It was much better than I thought. Should I say that it was good to meet him? Should I say that he was polite? I felt that he was considerate of me, even in his questions and word choices while talking. It was not too much, but it was considerate, and I felt very comfortable. There was a little sexual talk in the conversation, but I should say that it was comfortable. I liked the fact that he tried to treat me the same way even after finding out that I was a woman.

First, I had to go back to work, so we broke up, but the awkwardness at first disappeared and I felt like I wanted to talk more. Is it because I'm just so hungry to talk to someone I can have a conversation with these days? At the boarding house, I don't really get along with Kyungsoo, and the landlord is also a bit blunt.

I had a feeling that I was just following the trend, but I think it was a good decision to come out.

And the biggest thing is that even though I said it was okay and that I had money problems lately, he gave me 50,000 won by force, and it was a very forceful thing to do!

Oh my god.

As I was wondering what to do with the money I had, I realized that I did have a bit of a shortage of clothes to wear, so I decided to go shopping.

"Sorry, but the fitting is a little…."

The problem is that I can't try on clothes here either, and although they didn't say outright that the clothes would stretch because my chest is large, I could tell from the way the female saleswoman's eyes were focused on my chest as she spoke.

It's a look of extreme envy. Hmm, if you were this big, you wouldn't be able to look at me like that at all. I think moderation is important for everything.

Bigger is better, but H-cup is too big. Actually, my shoulders have been feeling a little tight lately. I feel like I want to get a massage.

In the end, the only clothes that are suitable for this season are sweaters. They are clothes that are okay to stretch to some extent, and they are stylish because they cling to the body.

However, the problem is that I already bought about 4 sweaters. I want to buy some other clothes… .

It's definitely hard to buy clothes when you have big breasts. I don't really like dresses like this.

It's a skirt, it's a skirt. A skirt is definitely not that good.

After much thought, I bought a beige box tee. Why on earth is this called a box tee? I heard an explanation, but it's a boxy style, so I don't know what a box tee or boxy is.

Well, it doesn't really matter since I have a body that can look good in anything I wear.

After buying clothes, I decided to take a walk around the neighborhood to get a feel for the area since I was already out and about. Before I knew it, it was evening, and I saw students who seemed to be walking around after school, fixating their eyes on my chest and buttocks as they passed by, and then getting noisy as soon as they passed by.

… I'm curious what it would be like if I wore something a little more revealing, since it looks like this even if I just wear a shirt with jeans.

After getting a feel for the surrounding area and entering the house, I saw shoes left in the hallway, indicating that Kyungsoo had returned.

And as soon as I open the door, I hear some very urgent sounds inside the room. The sound of a keyboard being typed on, and the sound of a chair being dragged? Are they playing games again?

As soon as I got home from school and started playing games… I opened the door and went in, but I couldn't help but change my mind.

"I'm back…uh."

"Ah, oh, you're here."

… The smell of a male that has become familiar somehow is very sensitive to women. In addition, the face is slightly red, the heat feels like it is sweating a little, and most importantly… the pants that seem to be facing upwards so as not to be noticeable, but are bulging out. The side of the pants are slightly down, so it is obvious that they were hastily pulled up.

It's erect… .

As soon as I instinctively felt that fact, my face heated up without me knowing it.

"Ah, uh, yeah. You're here."

Suddenly, I felt really bad, so I put the bag of clothes I bought in my room to make it look natural, and then I went out to the living room and took out some water from the fridge and drank it.

In the meantime, Kyungsoo seemed to be staying in the room for a while, but then suddenly he took his cell phone and went into the bathroom.

… I felt a little sorry.

After confirming that Kyungsoo had gone into the bathroom, I went back into the room and locked the door, thinking that I would change into comfortable clothes while he was in the bathroom, and then I looked at the computer monitor.

A monitor with a large desktop without anything on it.

… This is, no need to say more. If you were playing a game, the game would have been on.

"…huh?"

After changing my clothes and looking around the computer, I noticed something familiar under the chair, so I bent down and picked it up from under the chair.

"…Why is this here?"

A note of some unknown nature with the name of a motel written on it.

I'm sure I just took it off and left it in my jeans... Did it fall off after I took it off and hung it out to dry?

With that in mind, I figured that since the motel name was written on it, it might not be good for Kyungsoo to see it because it would just fuel his delusions, so I put the TS stone deep inside my bag, opened the pocket that was locked with a number padlock, put a note in it, and locked it.

Wheeeeeeeeeeing

And a little while later, the bathroom door opened and the washing machine started spinning.

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