Netorase Girlfriend

"Take her home."

This is what I heard from Jiyoung as I left the gym with Eunjeong, who was screaming that her whole body was sore and in pain.

"okay."

Without a moment's hesitation, I nodded readily.

Of course, it would be like that. Even though Jiyoung is prettier than Eunjung, there are still many dangers in going home alone late at night. However, aside from her actual strength, Jiyoung is better at fighting than I am, so I am less worried.

Of course, I couldn't completely shake off my anxiety, so I was about to suggest that we just take Eun-jeong home together.

"Oh. She's already gone?"

Jiyoung was nowhere to be seen, as if she had never existed in the first place.

"Shall we go?"

"huh."

Since tomorrow is the weekend, there were countless young people in the numerous stores, as if the start of the day was just past 9 PM.

In the midst of such a noisy street, Eun-jeong carefully took my hand.

Suddenly, I felt a warm sensation on my hand, and my gaze naturally turned to her who was walking beside me, but I tried to pretend not to notice her. I didn't say anything or let go of her hand because she was just looking straight ahead.

So we walked without saying a word.

"Here it is."

"..."

Arrived home.

In an apartment, too.

While we live together in a small two-room apartment, Eun-jeong must be rich and live in an apartment.

I wondered if it wasn't this apartment but a studio apartment nearby. As expected, she was heading straight to the apartment entrance.

Do you have a lot of money.....?

"Come in and take a look."

She stopped moving in front of the apartment hallway and let go of the hand she had been holding for a long time.

I think it can be interpreted that this is enough to bring it.

But her expression didn't look particularly good, as if something was missing.

"The date isn't over yet."

It hasn't even been a day yet. I have to go back home to my girlfriend who is waiting for me.

Just as I was about to open my mouth to say this.

Woohoo.

The smartphone in my pocket started ringing loudly.

Who could be contacting you at this hour?

Since I was a loner at university, I didn't have anyone I could personally contact, and my parents said they would feel safe if Jiyoung was around, so they didn't call or text me much.

Then it's likely to be Jiyoung.

Is this a text message urging me to hurry up and come see you?

[Eun-jeong should be in front of the house by now, right?]

How did she know? Was she watching from the side?

[It's the weekend tomorrow, so you can sleep in.]

That was the end of the text.

I'm not saying you shouldn't come home with bad feelings because there were no fights at the gym. Is this why you went alone?

So what benefit does she gain from this? No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't come up with an answer.

But I'm glad she arrived home safely.

"No. It's your first day, so you must be very tired. Go to sleep."

Everything was bound to be difficult at first.

Whether it's studying, working, or exercising.

And since Jiyoung didn't say anything in a commanding tone about going to sleep and coming home tomorrow, I indirectly told her that we should part ways here.

But as if refusing what I said, her beautiful face suddenly distorted. She grabbed my arm and forcibly dragged me into the house.

"Didn't you say you could sleep over…?"

"Did you hear from me?"

"Okay. I got it, so go to sleep."

It would have been possible if she resisted, but with all her strength drained from the short workout, and since this was Eun-jeong's first time throwing a tantrum, she was dragged into the elevator without realizing it, with only the fact that she had finally gotten permission from Ji-young.

And then I pressed the 8th floor.

"Okay, just a moment!"

Just before it closed, a man came running, panting heavily, and got into the elevator.

"Ugh... gasp... Go, thank you."

I didn't do anything to deserve gratitude.

I stayed still, but Eun-jeong kept pressing the close button because she didn't want to get burned, so I should have been apologizing instead.

"Ah... Hello?"

He greeted Eun-jeong with a blush on his face, as if he was already familiar with her.

But then she kept glancing at me, and something... I felt really bad for some reason.

I finally said hello, but Eun-jeong hugged my arm and leaned her head on my shoulder, as if she wasn't even worth responding to.

"Excuse me. Are you her boyfriend?"

He asked the question carefully.

This time, he looked at Eun-jeong again and waited for her to answer as soon as her lips parted, but her gaze was still directed to me.

And the visible enemy.

Ding.

Since he didn't answer as expected, he also kept his mouth shut. Not long after, the elevator stopped moving and the doors opened.

"...?"

By the way, this guy. He didn't press the floor button.

In addition, as we got off, I thought that the person getting off with us might be a stalker, so I decided to go home a little late.

This way, we'll know if they're next door or if they're a dangerous person who's intentionally following us down the street and going back down to the upper or lower floor once we get inside.

Beep beep beep beep.

Was my thinking too much? he went to the house next door, which I thought was Eun-jeong's house, and unlocked it by repeatedly entering the password.

"..."

After glaring at us, or rather at me, for a moment, he disappeared.

"Come in."

She grabbed me again, dragged me back into the house, and made me loiter in front of the wide open front door.

The door slammed shut and she immediately kissed me.

As I didn't resist and accepted her kisses, she became even more bold and started touching my body here and there like a man.

"Haa... haa..."

She took a few moments to distance herself, then exhaled heavily and took off his sweaty clothes one by one.

"Eunjeong-ah."

"huh?"

"Who was that guy just now?"

"Next door...? Why him?"

"Do you know each other?"

What is this? This stuffiness. And this unpleasant feeling.

It was a similar unpleasant feeling to when customers kept coming in and out of the cafe and dashing towards Eun-jeong and her older sister.

But the thought that the man was Eun-jeong's neighbor living in front of her house and that they must have met every day in front of her house, in the confined space of the elevator, and occasionally outside to have private conversations made her feel suffocated.

"Huh...? Are you jealous?"

"No, that's not it."

"Then what?"

She seemed pleased with my reaction. She approached me with a bright smile and stopped taking off her clothes.

"That's right. You're changing little by little. At first I thought it was crazy."

"What does that mean?"

"Hmm. If you're curious, why don't you ask your girlfriend?"

"..."

Jiyoung never told me anything she didn't want me to know.

Of course, there were things that he should know as a boyfriend. For example, she didn't hide things like where she was going to go out for a while or who she was going to meet, but other than that, there were things he didn't know.

A typical example is sex play. There are many more, but these are the only ones that come to mind right now.

Anyway, that's why I didn't have the heart to tell you if Jiyoung hadn't told me first.

"I don't think you'll tell me?"

"Then I can't say anything either?"

She doesn't seem to have anything to say either.

No... that's not important right now.

"Don't change the subject. What is your relationship with that guy?"

"We have no relationship."

"Really?"

"Yeah. He just keeps pestering me and I don't even respond like before."

"okay?"

Hearing this, my heart calmed down to some extent.

"You probably don't even know my name or age?"

Eun-jeong smiled and raised her head.

"Are you jealous?"

Jealousy...? Jealous of me? Of Eun-jung? No way. I already have a pretty girlfriend named Ji-young, whom I've been dating for several years. Why do you insist on feeling jealous?

I tried hard to deny it.

Clearly, my heart, which I was certain would remain single-minded until death, was wavering.

"Good... I feel good."

Eun-jeong took me into a room.

There was a bed there, large enough for one person to lie down and sleep.

"It couldn't be mine anyway, and since it's already been dyed, I don't mind sharing it, but I can't let it grow any further from here."

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm just talking to myself."

She pushed me down on the bed and muttered something incomprehensible.

The more I heard it, the more curious I became.

But this time, it seemed as if she didn't want to tell anyone. She dismissed it as a soliloquy and took off her clothes.

"Minhoon... do you like me?"

She lifted up her top and lowered his buttocks onto his stomach, where his firm abs were visible.

Then, with one hand, she tried to pull up his top and take it off, while with the other hand, she reached behind his back and unzipped his pants.

"..."

I couldn't say anything.

I like you... It could be something that is simply said between friends, but because Eun-jung knew that she had feelings for me, it was difficult for me to open my mouth because I knew that it was not something that is said between simple friends, but that she liked me as a person of the opposite sex.

And now my heart couldn't understand it either.

At first, I just thought it was my mood and a mild symptom and passed it off, but thanks to the presence of the man next door to Eun-jeong, I was able to clearly understand what this feeling was.

"That's enough. Just don't deny it."

Eun-jeong smiled happily and lowered her upper body to kiss me.

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