Episode 10

Knock knock.

"Excuse me."

"Oh, the food is here. Yeonju-ssi."

"Yes? Oh, yes."

Fortunately, before Yeonju's chubby aegyo-sal teardrops could spill out, the food came into the room.

If Yeonju had been so moved that she was shedding tears, the atmosphere would have become very strange, so I let out a sigh of relief.

After serving all the items we ordered, the waiter politely greeted us and left the room, and I poured sake into two glasses and handed one to Yeonju.

"Have you ever tried sake?"

"Uh… yes. Yes."

I spoke to Yeonju as if I had no memory of the emotional comments I had just made, as if nothing had happened. The emotion was good, but now that the alcohol was here, it was time to start getting into the sex scene.

Yeonju, who had been sulking for quite some time, finally came to her senses after hearing my indifferent voice, and barely accepted the glass I offered her.

"Slurp…"

'… Huh?'

Yeonju must have been thirsty and wanted to drink something, so she absentmindedly took the glass from me and drank it in one gulp.

I accidentally poured too much, but what is this? And this looks pretty strong on the menu… .

Actually, it's a drinker, you know?

"Ugh!!"

Damn, that's right.

Yeonju puffed out her cheeks as if she was going to spit out the sake at any moment, as if the sake didn't suit her taste.

"Are you okay, Yeonju?! If it doesn't suit your taste, spit it out quickly!"

"… Ugh?! Ugh!!"

At the words "spit it out," Yeonju flinched and shook her head, then closed her eyes tightly and tried desperately to swallow the sake.

She was so desperate that she was shedding tears and frowning like she was swallowing a whole rat or bug.

I knew she didn't want me to see her spitting out what was in her mouth, but I was scared that she would do something bad again.

"Keep it!! Keep it!!"

"If you force yourself to swallow it like that…!!"

"Uuuuuuuuu!!"

"No, you told me to spit it out…"

"Phuuuuuuuuuu!!"

Ha… They say bad feelings don't go away.

Today is only one day since I met Yeonju.

I was experiencing slow motion, something I had never experienced before, twice in one day.

Whoaaaaah!

As if sprayed from a sprayer, the sake drops that were beautifully secreted from Yeonju's mouth were falling into my eyes one by one.

My bewildered and dumbfounded expression was reflected on the surface of the sake drops.

The fact that my face was reflected was a bit of a problem in itself, but the bigger problem was that my face was reflected in most of the drops, not just one or two.

Yeonju seemed to have a habit of aiming carefully when pouring something, and among all the many body parts, she poured the sake precisely at my face.

Okay, let's just give up.

They say that in Japan, they make sake with saliva, so what's the big deal if some saliva is mixed into already-made sake?

Come to think of it, isn't this what is called a 'reward for good luck'? The sake drops that I'm getting right now are all precious drops that have aged in Yeonju's mouth for at least ten seconds… .

Choaaaaaa-.

'Ah… It's moist.'

I had so many thoughts, but when it actually happened, it felt exactly like this.

"Kehek!! Kehehek!! Min… Minjun!!! I'm sorry!! Kehek! I'm sorry!!"

As if she hadn't learned anything since the Americano incident, Yeonju sniffed around as if the sake was still stuck in her throat, and with urgent hands, she grabbed the napkin that was on the table and went over to my seat.

Yeonju came closer to me, knelt down, and looked at me, desperately wiping the sake drops off my face.

Thump. Thump.

"I'm sorry!! I'm sorry!! Minjun!!"

"It's okay. Yeonju. I'm okay, so calm down. Just wipe it off, and I'm fine, so calm down. Okay?"

"Huh… Okay… I'll calm down… Oh… I'm sorry… What the… Why is it like this…"

When I tell you to spit it out, spit it out, you piece of shit.

I wanted to say that, but I held back.

It may not have been Yeonju's intention, but her current position was pretty good.

In order to wipe my face, Yeonju was right next to me, leaning her upper body toward me.

In other words, if I just tilt my head a little like this… .

Our faces would meet in a way that would be perfect for kissing.

Her face was still a little wet, as if there were still some sake drops left, but that was okay.

"Hippo!… Hippo!!… Min… Minjun…"

When I suddenly put on my melodrama eyes and made eye contact at close range, Yeonju was surprised and started to hiccup while wiping my face awkwardly.

Judging by the fact that her cheeks quickly turned red, Yeonju seemed to be expecting something, not just a complete blunder.

Her plump cheeks were flushed red and she was so cute and charming, but rather than me approaching Yeonju, I wanted to see Yeonju cling to me, so I held back the lust that was welling up inside me and took one more chance.

"Yeonju… is everything dripping?"

Because of the situation, dirty comments that made me feel sick just thinking about them naturally came to mind. I didn't hesitate and loaded up the most disgusting comments of all time.

Let's keep in mind. The more disgusting it was to me, the sweeter it was to Yeonju.

"Huh…? Huh?"

"I spilled coffee, I spilled sake…"

"Ahh… That… That… I'm sorry… I'm sorry… Sob…"

"But I wish I hadn't shed tears."

Gueeeeeeeeeek.

It's strong. This one was so strong that I gagged even after saying it.

But I'll hold it in. This is a major turning point in my relationship with Yeonju. I could tolerate any amount of disgust.

'Ugh…'

In order to suppress the excessive disgust that was rising inside me, I strengthened my melon eyes even more.

It's not just a soft melo eyes, but it heightens the emotion a bit more and conveys a feeling of much higher-level love.

I want to have you like crazy. But at the same time, I want to protect you so much. That's why I don't touch your body, but I can't help but look at you passionately. Because it's so hard not to eat you!

Well, it feels like this passionate romance novel.

After equipping the Melon Eyes Mk 2, where physical and mental love are fiercely fighting, I stare at Yeonju right in front of me. So that Yeonju can focus all her mind on interpreting the meaning of my eyes.

"Hippo!… Ahh… Uhh… ! Uhh… Hippo!… "

Yeonju rolled her eyes frantically, looking at my eyes and lips alternately, and then her brain seemed to be overloaded, and she entered a state of infantile regression.

It was a little frustrating, but it wasn't incomprehensible. From what I've seen so far, Yeonju's personality was extremely passive.

Yeonju wasn't the type of person to take any action for something delicious, even if it was right in front of her, or even if the lips of someone she liked were right in front of her, ready to eat.

It seemed like it was either her innate nature or a problem with her upbringing, but seeing how she was so passive and inactive, it seemed like both were the same.

Well, that wasn't important right now, so let's pass for now.

The important thing was that I could see through Yeonju's passive personality, and that despite that, I had no intention of being the first to touch her.

In order to gain the absolute upper hand in our future relationship, I planned to tease Yeonju until she clung to me.

However, Yeonju was still conflicted, perhaps because the stimulation was weak, but she didn't come forward, and I decided to push Yeonju to the limit a little more.

"Huh…"

I stared at Yeonju for a long time and silently raised my hand toward Yeonju's face.

Yeonju blushed bright red as if she was expecting something, and her eyes closed tightly. Because of that, the teardrops that had been hanging precariously in Yeonju's eyes since she had spit out the sake earlier began to flow out.

I used my index finger to carefully sweep away the teardrops that were flowing from Yeonju's eyes. Then I quickly wiped away the moisture that had gathered in Yeonju's eyes.

"Huh…"

When I wiped her eyes, Yeonju slowly opened her tightly shut eyes.

A question crossed her eyes, wondering what she had been imagining, as they were heated up and dizzy.

The atmosphere was clearly lips, but what I actually stole were tears, so you must be curious as to why.

"Don't cry, Yeonju. I'll protect you."

I looked Yeonju in the eye and said calmly. This time, I didn't need to prepare a voice or look that was particularly sensitive.

In a situation where anyone could see that I was going to kiss her, I held back all my desires and wiped away tears instead of my lips.

From this alone, Yeonju could easily guess how much I loved and cared for her.

"Hauh… Heung…"

When I said that I would protect her, Yeonju suddenly stiffened up and trembled as if she had been struck by lightning.

After shaking her body a few times, she looked at me with eyes that were desperately longing for something.

"Heung… Heung…"

Yeonju's breathing became increasingly tense as she looked at me. Even though I clearly said I would protect you, Yeonju's desire to be eaten by me was growing stronger in her heart.

'No matter how passive Yeonju is, I can't stand this.'

It was much more effective to prove with actions how much she cherished you, even just once, rather than telling you a hundred or a thousand times that you were precious.

I cherished you much more than the petty sexual desire that was surging inside me.

I proved this to Yeonju with actions instead of words, and Yeonju gradually lost her reason.

"Haa-eung… haa-eung…"

I wanted Yeonju to go beyond simply liking and loving me, and to learn and keep the things she had learned and kept in her life so far.

For example, customs, common sense, identity, norms, etiquette, manners, etc.

I wanted Yeonju to throw away all the boring things she had learned in society,

and become crazy about me, desiring and longing only for me, and Yeonju eventually fell completely into my grasp just as I had wished.

It was easy to subdue a person, but it wasn't easy to conquer everything about that person. I could taste a deep sense of conquest and accomplishment that made my heart pound as I watched Yeonju's face, which was dyed in my own color.

Yeonju watched me with her eyes wide open and continued to moan, and eventually kissed me.

It was very bold for Yeonju, but it was still Yeonju-like in that it ended with a kiss.

Even though her brain was consumed by lust, all she did was kiss.

She was very cute, but if she got drunk on cuteness and started to squirm, it could ruin the good atmosphere, so I just stared blankly at Yeonju with a surprised expression.

"Huh… hauh…"

Yeonju, who had pulled away from the kiss and pulled away, still only looked at my lips, and as if it wasn't enough, tried to kiss me again.

If I had any sense left, I would have gone crazy for a moment and kissed her, and then quickly checked my expression, but Yeonju seemed to be unable to see anything right now.

The poor puppy, who wanted to somehow satisfy the desire that was surging inside him, but had no idea how to do so, only kept searching for my pitiful lips. And that was only with a kiss.

Peck.

In the second kiss, the time our lips were touching increased from about 0.5 to 1 second. It was definitely something worth praising.

I showed Yeonju my slightly flushed face as she pulled away after a 1-second kiss. I thought I could tease Yeonju even more, so I put off any active action for a moment, and only gave her hints with my eyes that were consumed by desire and my breathing that became rough.

That the cute and playful attempt you were making was absolutely not going in the wrong direction, and that I might not be able to tolerate it if you came this far.

It was a kind of signal sent to Yeonju.

Chook. Chook. Chook.

As if the signal had arrived properly and she was confident, Yeonju showed off a new technique by kissing me three times in a row.

It wasn't even a triple axel, but a triple kiss. Even in this situation, Yeonju was definitely devilishly cute.

Still, every time Yeonju's soft, chewy, and moist lips touched mine, my cock would swell up rapidly, so it wasn't just a cute technique.

Chook. Slurp. Slurp. Slurp. Slurp.

"Haeupp… Eeupp… Heup."

In one go, and fiercely, as if she couldn't hold it in any longer.

I firmly grabbed Yeonju's neck with both hands as she kissed me again, and shared a deep French kiss with Yeonju.

Whoosh. Whoosh. Whoosh. Whoosh.

"Whoosh… Whoosh"

Yeonju sucked my lips and tongue furiously, like someone who had found an oasis in the middle of a desert.

There was no sign of technique. Yeonju just instinctively sucked my lips and tongue like a starving child sucking its mother's breast.