Chapter 66

It seemed like this conversation had been going on and on until now. That was really intentional.

… First, I scrolled up the chat window to see if something like this had happened before.

It took a while for the conversation to load, and it kept uploading without stopping, and then I suddenly remembered a function.

Now that I think about it, I was able to search through this messenger and conversation content.

Maybe if I had my conversation… I think this H-cup sister is referring to me.

After searching for H cup, I found the conversation at the top.

[H-cup. Crazy;}

{proof.]

[(picture)]

{Wow shit, is that text in the tag real?]

{This is my first time seeing something like this;]

{Kyungsoo watches that in real time every day?]

{Let's go play at that kid's house sometime. Let's definitely go.]

The words H cup and a picture of my bra.

I guess she must have taken my bra and taken pictures of it while I was gone.

Let's go up a little further and I can see the conversation from the day I came to Gyeongsu's house.

[Hey, crazy; my dad brought a really pretty girl to our house.]

{New mom?]

{Kidnapping her?]

[Do you want to fall behind?]

{Troll, please explain the situation properly.]

{Hey! Back! Palace! I think it would be understandable if you did it like this.]

{Why don't you understand what he's saying?]

{Because I can't even explain the situation. There is no subject.]

[I don't believe it.

{Who would believe it without evidence?]

[Oh shit, I can't show you.]

[Anyway, this is no joke. I'm seriously shocked. I got kicked out of my room and my heart is pounding like crazy.]

[So pretty. Crazy; all celebrities are like dogs.]

{Yeah, imagine~]

{Is this kid mentally ill these days?]

{Kyungsoo's first love = Miku-chan]

[Fuck, you guys are all behind. Wait.]

As Kyungsoo remained silent and the story of the game continued, I scrolled down and saw a picture.

[(picture)]

{???]

{What is this?]

{This is no joke??? Huh?]

{Real facts?? Really?]

[I took this picture secretly, but her chest is no joke.]

{Are you a foreigner?]

[No, Korean.]

{omg.]

{Is that the waist and hip line that is possible for a Korean?]

{Wow, it's sexy just looking at the picture.]

{What's the model doing here? Is she like her dad's friend's daughter?]

[You're saying you're going to stay at my house for a few days? You have to pay for it.]

{Even if you give me money, it won't be enough, so you're saying you're going to buy it while paying for it?]

{Crazy, crazy]

[Hey, I'm even wearing my clothes right now. I just got out of the shower so I don't have any clothes.]

{This is crazy, really.]

{Your dad brought you here?]

{Hey, is this real? A beautiful woman like that goes to a guy like Kyungsoo and lives with him?]

{Calm down, kids. There's still a chance your face will be chewed out.]

{Don't trust your eyes that can't even see Kyungsoo's backdoor.]

The photo was taken secretly from behind while I was watching TV. The clothes I'm wearing are ones I borrowed from Kyungsoo.

After that, there was no further conversation, so I got off and saw a picture of me coming out of the shower that I had seen in the image list earlier.

This photo was taken from the side at about a 45-degree angle, and it was a photo where she roughly touched her wet hair with a towel and both arms were raised, emphasizing her chest.

[(picture)]

{crazy.]

{Kyungsoo, please introduce me.]

{We'll make you a master. We'll do everything.]

{Hey, is this real? You didn't do something like a photoshop, did you?]

{The background is definitely the house of Kyungsoo in my memory, but the photo looks like a pictorial.]

{This is crazy, really.]

[Do you understand now? I'm really going crazy these days.]

{Yeah, I admit it.]

{Even I would be annoyed.]

[Wow, shit, just looking at his face makes me so horny and embarrassed, but yesterday he seemed interested in me and asked me to play a game with him. I almost died because I was so excited when our shoulders touched.]

{I'm so fucking jealous.]

{Hey, don't play games with that kid anymore.]

{But what kind of cup is that?]

{My chest is so huge.]

{Isn't a person with big breasts like a pig? That body looks like something you'd see in a Western adult video.]

{Oh Jin-da, really.]

[I'll take a secret picture of the bra later.]

{Crazy lol]

{You criminal bastard lol. Cheer up!!!]

{For us!!]

{For everyone!! Go Kyungsoo!! Our ace!]

{ace!!]

{We can't do anything without Kyungsoo!]

… So that's why I'm called the H-cup sister here.

But when I read the conversation, it was more normal than I thought. I thought there would be something like wanting to rape someone or eat them.

Are you being a little cautious since you're actually watching it?

Thinking like that, I skimmed through the conversation and scrolled down, and one day, I came across something that seemed a little dangerous.

[Fuck. I'm going crazy.]

{blanket?]

{what]

{word.]

{Do not omit the subject.]

[Oh shit, I really want to eat it so bad.]

{???]

{Why is he like this?]

[Oh shit, I really want to eat it so badly. I really want to have sex with it.]

[Oh, I really want to fight too.]

{Hey, why are you suddenly like this?]

{I don't know;]

{I think I'm going crazy because my sexual desire is exploding since I live with a girl with an H-cup.]

{I got really mad at my sister for not coming home yesterday. But why is she like that?]

{I guess I'm tired.]

{H-cup sister, I see the H-cup rippling and it piles up again]

[Oh shit, seriously. What the fuck, fucking shit… .}

{No, stop being a jerk and explain.]

[under….}

[There is something like that… .}

{Why is this kid like that?]

{I guess I'm crazy]

What happened?

The day after I didn't come home from work, I wonder if something happened while I was out.

I suddenly became curious as to why this was happening, so I read it slowly.

But then, all of a sudden, I saw Kyungsoo's chat in the recent chat window that I had been ignoring with the intention of reading it, as if the conversation was continuously being updated as if it was a story.

[This is so weird.]

[The unread mark does not appear only in this chat room.]

{Did you get a phone virus?]

[I don't know, why is it like this?]

I was so surprised that I tried to close the chat window and turn off Messenger, but then I remembered that if you close Messenger, a message will be sent to your phone telling you when you closed it, so I left it on.

As I continued to check the conversation in the messenger waiting window, I saw that after a while, they thought it was just a server error or something and continued the conversation.

But I already didn't feel like reading any more. It seems like I've been talking about myself lately, but after seeing a message that I thought was strange, I lost the desire to look. I should say it's a little creepy.

I was trying to log out of my account and go back to my original account to chat again, but I thought that if I log out, the messenger will also turn off, so I switched users and went back into the chat room.

[Yes, I'm just looking at the conversation and something feels strange.]

[What is it? Are you really some kind of detective or something? A detective agency?]

[Rather than being creepy, something feels a bit suspicious.]

[First of all, I'm a bit concerned about spying on messengers…]

[Oh, you came in.]

But when I entered the chat room, the person who had been remotely controlling me earlier was busy talking about something with other people. Since I couldn't see the conversation before I logged in, I didn't know what was going on, so I looked at the chat room, and then something startling was said.

[But why were you spying on my messenger?]

[yes?]

what?

Why do you know that here?

I was so surprised that I was worried that a hacking tool might have been installed, so I tried to run an antivirus program first, but then the mouse suddenly started moving on its own again, and letters started appearing in the chat window.

[You don't have to get the vaccine. I watched it without turning off remote control.]

…I was speechless.

First of all, I suddenly felt uneasy, so I turned off the remote control and wrote in the chat window.

[Why aren't you leaving it?]

[I was about to leave, but honestly, you said you were also looking for something, so I was curious and just watched.]

[Woah, don't fight.]

[I honestly don't know what the situation is, but let's not fight.]

I said something because I suddenly got angry, but the other person acted as if they hadn't done anything wrong, which made me angry.

They say that if you do bad things, you get punished, but I didn't know that while I was peeking, I would be peeking too. It's not that I was peeking, it's that I ended up peeking at the same thing.

But when I looked at the conversations other people were having, it seemed like they were thinking in a slightly strange direction rather than a negative one.

[But are you a detective? It's kind of embarrassing to say, but it's really exciting.]

[Are you waiting to catch the rapist? Gang rape of high school students.]

[Wow, I'm so jealous of high school students these days. This is no joke.]

[Watch your words, this is real.]

[Sorry.]

I think people are under the impression that I'm working at a detective agency or something.

[If you just listen to the explanation, it seems like they just took pictures of her sleeping or something, but isn't this some kind of incident?]

[It might be a rape case.]

[It's not you, is it?]

[I don't think it's you, you said you were a man.]

[Actually, she might be a woman. But if that's the case, it's pretty creepy. You were secretly filmed. Shouldn't you report it right away?]

[I'm sure you'll figure it out. And from what I've heard, it doesn't seem to be a family affair, but rather someone who lives in a different house. That person is an international student.]

[You came to Korea, right?]

[But when you come to Korea, why would you stay at a boarding house instead of seeing your parents at home?]

[And that person is a senior member of this chat room, and I think he's a guy.]

[It seems like the type of work is more important than gender.]

[No, no, why is everyone so interested in my work?]

I guess I should say that I felt uneasy about receiving too much attention. I asked them not to talk about it anymore because I felt stung by my mistake, and the excitement in the chat room quickly died down.

This kind of manners of keeping each other's business, even though it's so retarded, was the reason I kept coming to this chat room. When the two parties decided not to talk anymore because they didn't want to talk, and started talking about something else as if nothing had happened, the people who woke up from their slumber because of my story changed the topic of conversation and quickly started uploading chat logs for the first time in a long time.

During that time, I received a request for a 1:1 chat. It was the person I had just spied on via remote control.

[Uh… First of all, I'm sorry. I didn't know you'd be that offended.]

[yes.]

[First of all, let me make an excuse. At first, I thought that the remote would turn off when I switched users, but strangely, it kept on, so I was looking into whether there was a strange setting.]

[I was originally going to turn it off because you asked me to turn off Messenger, but the conversation was strange.]

[I'm sorry I had to watch it because I was worried.]

[No, but why are you saying that in the chat room?]

[I'm sorry, I really did that wrong.]

Even though I was apologizing, I still felt uneasy. I felt like my personal space had been seriously invaded.

But then suddenly, I felt really sorry for Kyungsoo when I thought that he did the same thing to me. At the same time, I thought that maybe there was nothing to be sorry about. Kyungsoo did something to me too… .

[Uh… Well, at least he didn't go into detail. He just said that the remote control didn't turn off, but that it kept showing up even when he switched users. He said that the conversations he was looking at on Messenger were suspicious, and that there was a girl in the chatroom who looked like high school students secretly filming him, and that the atmosphere felt a bit criminal.]

[That's not detailed?]

[I'm really sorry. I'm just getting carried away with the atmosphere.]

Even though I said that, it was still unpleasant.

It seemed like for the first time in this chatroom, there was someone I really felt uncomfortable with and didn't like.

I didn't feel like chatting anymore, so I decided to call it a day and was about to leave the chat room when I asked the other people a question.

[Has anyone been looking for you while I was away?]

[Did you all find it?]

[Let's stop talking about that.]

[I'm sorry.]

[No, that's not it. Did that oldest man come in by any chance?]

[no.]

With that said, I thought as I left the chat room.

Something tells me that my only contact with the old man is through the chat room…

I used to think that I should never give my phone number to anyone else if it's a guy's phone number, but now I want to exchange phone numbers.

Even though we decided to meet in the evening, if we continued to meet at a certain place, if one person left first, the other would always be waiting.

Up until now, we just chatted in the chat room and made plans to meet up, but I realized that there was no way to contact them once they were out of the chat room.

It didn't matter to me before... but for some reason, I'm worried that I can't contact you.

Should I ask for your number when we meet next time?

I checked the time on the monitor and saw that I still had a lot of time left, but while I was sneaking a peek at the chat and Kyungsoo's messenger, I realized that quite a bit of time had passed, so I first heated up the breakfast I had in the morning and ate the same menu, then did some housework like roughly cleaning the house and folding the laundry. Since I was staying cheaply, I decided to help with things like that, so now I had no trouble figuring out where to do what.

But since I had nothing else to do, I decided to go out early even though it was still early, so I went into the bathroom, took a shower again, and dried my hair with a hair dryer. Then, something suddenly occurred to me, so I searched for what I needed on an internet search portal site on my phone.

'Woman's long hair dry….'

I used to be so pretty that I thought it was strange that I just wore whatever I wanted, but for the first time, I looked into ways to decorate my female body.

It was something simple, but I unconsciously wanted to dress it up to look a little prettier than it is now.

I followed the instructions on the site to blow dry my slightly curly hair, and it was surprisingly easy to create curls. Is this possible? What on earth is my female body hair and all that stuff made of? It feels like there are all sorts of perfect elements mixed together.

Even though I curled my hair, it didn't feel damaged at all, and although it may seem absurd, the hair curls were naturally shiny and bouncy. Even though it was my first time doing it, I thought it turned out well.

Is it just because your face is so pretty that it looks like everything is fine?

That's also a possibility.

After thinking about what to wear, I decided to wear a beige boxy tee and jeans that I had bought before for an overall bright feel.

I don't know if this is the original boxy style, but it felt a little tight around the chest and stomach, but a little loose around the arms. I wore it with the long part at the bottom tucked into my pants, and the half-folded part exposed.

I also feel like it makes me look a little fat because the lines of my clothes seem to be sagging under my large breasts… .

I thought about wearing something different, but I was bothered by the fact that I only wore sweaters and shirts when I met the old man. I don't really like this, but maybe it's because I have no fashion sense. I wonder if it will look good to other people?

It's not like my shoulders are showing or anything, but you can see my collarbone… What I like about it is that even though it's made of a thin material, it feels loose and doesn't show my bra line.

As I was trying on clothes like this and like that, time passed again.

I looked in the mirror one last time to check. Boxy T-shirt, jeans, and my usual sneakers. The side hair was slightly curled and fell to my shoulders, and the back hair was about shoulder-length. I didn't have any makeup on, but my face was several times prettier than other women who did. Hmm, I guess that's good enough.

Since it felt like it was time to go out, I left the front door, locked the door, and headed toward the place where I always met the old man, thinking.

'… Maybe I should have just worn a sweater?'

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