Chapter 193: Living Together (3)

Chapter 193: Living Together (3)

“Cheers to the fading youth.”

“What are you saying?”

Seyeong threw a sarcastic remark at Byeol’s over-the-top statement.

Today, they had decided to drink without any interruptions—no water breaks or resting.

Once they started drinking, they continued until exhausted. That was their drinking rule.

Clink!

As their glasses clinked, the overflowing foam spilled onto the meat grill.

Sizzle.

The foam hit the fire and sizzled, mingling with the pork belly.

The pork belly soaked in the alcohol. When perfectly grilled and put in the mouth, it had a slightly spicy and chewy taste.

Gulp, gulp.

Their glasses emptied quickly, and Byeol and Seyeong exhaled deeply.

“Ah!”

The fatigue weighing down their shoulders mixed with the alcohol and seemed to fly away.

Byeol cheerfully wrapped the meat in scallion salad and chewed enthusiastically.

“...Wow. How long has it been?”

“Yeah.”

“If only that girl were here, it would be a perfect academy party.”

“Oh... that girl?”

Lee Seyeong stuck out her tongue with a shudder.

That girl.

Lee Seyeong and Byeol were alumni and somehow became best friends, but they were not always together.

“Yeah... If she hadn’t died, she might be the vice president of the association by now.”

“Seyeong-jang... Then what am I?”

“Her foot-wiper.”

“Ugh.”

The mortality rate among academy cadets was surprisingly high.

The training intensity was high, and the cadets’ excessive academic zeal often led to accidents.

In addition, there were occasional incidents. The most recent one was the cult attack on El Academy.

Although it has been brushed under the rug now, it was known that there were quite a few casualties at the time.

This had led to parents trying to prevent their children from becoming hunters.

Gulp.

Byeol took another sip of her drink. Following her, Seyeong also sipped her drink.

“So... who is it? Jin Dallae? Is she dating Siheon?”

“Probably. I had a showdown with her.”

“...Seyeong, you’re something else.”

Around this time, they might be happily talking about grafting stories.

As Byeol tilted her glass, the features of a person named Jin Dallae came to mind.

‘...Her breasts shouldn’t be bigger than mine, right?’

Byeol’s breasts were quite large, though not as much as Seyeong’s or Baekdo’s.

Could she be active and enjoy games?

That couldn’t be.

The name ‘Byeol’ should always be at the top of Lee Siheon’s friend list.

Sip.

“What kind of person is she?”

“Her? You know Jin Yeohui. Its her daughter from that incident.”

“Oh, I know that. I’m asking about her appearance.”

“Her appearance...”

Seyeong habitually raised her pinky while holding the beer glass.

As if recalling that cadet, she pursed her lips like an illustrator pouring their soul into a masterpiece.

Dark hair with green highlights.

She was too busy to care about her hair, so she braided it back, but that made her slender neckline more prominent.NewW novels updates at novelhall.com

It was a look Byeol admired.

Finally, Lee Seyeong spoke.

“She’s pretty.”

And her skin was white.

She suited the pink hair that other people found hard to pull off.

“...Pretty?”

“Yeah. But it seemed like they hadn’t had sex yet. Don’t know about now.”

Jin Dallae...

Pink hair.

Even with ‘that hair,’ they hadn’t done it yet?

“...I know something well.”

Byeol raised her index finger.

And soon, she told her one conclusion based on numerous materials she had seen.

“Men who fall for someone with pink hair never come back.”

“...What are you talking about?”

It was similar to hugging a long pillow.

Her breasts, softly mashed together, felt like freshly made rice cakes.

As I gently stroked her aroused nipples, Jin Dallae let out a short whimper.

“Hmph... Are we going to do it more?”

“Do you want to?”

“Forever... I want to be like this forever.”

Even after mixing our bodies and shedding some of her affection deprivation, Jin Dallae clung to my arm, rubbing her lips and cheeks against me.

“It smells... good. It’s strange... Other people’s smells are all bad.”

“It might be my pheromones, a trait of the tree people.”

“No. I don’t think I could have smelled your sweat before?”

Jin Dallae, burying her nose in my shoulder, murmured with a flushed face.

“...I just like it now. Your smell.”

“Really?”

“Others might feel the same way.”

Lee Seyeong, Byeol, and even Hwangdo didn’t seem to dislike my scent.

On the contrary, they liked to stick close to an excessive degree.

If they acted like that on the subway, it would be so blatant that it wouldn’t be strange to receive uncomfortable stares.

“Do I have a scent too?”

This time, Jin Dallae spread her right arm to show her hairless, white armpit and chest.

...I didn’t have such preferences.

Every part of her indented body was excessively attractive.

Armpits, clavicles, and her moderately fleshy, slender waist.

As I traced her back, my hand following the line of her spine, her light, enchanting body fit perfectly into one arm.

Moreover, due to the earlier sex, not just a drop but several drops of sweat were collected and flowing in the deepest part.

Her entire body was drenched in sweat, shining as if wet.

“You smell like flowers.”

“Flowers? Do you like azaleas?”

“Yeah. They taste good when you make pancakes out of them.”

“...I’ll try to make an effort.”

...Effort?

I scraped Jin Dallae’s vulva with my finger.

Sticky honey clung, and when I tasted it, the sweet floral scent made me smile.

“Don’t eat it again... It’s really embarrassing.”

“You’re very sweet.”

“Oh, really! Then I’ll eat too.”

“What?”

Jin Dallae removed her hand from my body and reached over me to the trash can beside the bed.

Her soft belly pressed on my shoulder, and her supple breasts jiggled like buns above me.

Digging through the trash, Jin Dallae pulled out the used condom.

“Hey...”

As I urgently tried to get up, Jin Dallae gave a triumphant smile and squeezed the contents as if drinking yogurt.

“Hey, spit it out, stop! Stop!”

“Hmm! Gulp, slurp.”

“It doesn’t taste good.”

I didn’t know what it tasted like, but generally, reviews on the internet said it tasted like garbage.

They said people were simply driven by the mood to consume it.

It’s usually done to please a partner or as part of intimate foreplay.

But this... she’s drinking it.

Grabbing the end of the condom, Jin Dallae squeezed it like a yogurt tube.

Her cheeks bulged slightly as she took a sip of the white, sticky substance.

Gulp.

Her throat moved.

Jin Dallae’s tongue protruded over the edge of the rubber.

After licking the inside, she pulled it away, leaving a white thread like a spider’s web trailing from her tongue.

That sight was so erotic that I reacted again below.

“Mmm... Mm.”

Gulp.

After drinking it all, she seemed to realize what she had done.

The moment she saw me, Jin Dallae’s face turned bright red. She looked around and couldn’t speak for a while.

Then, belatedly, she said:

“...It’s bitter.”

My thread of rationality snapped.

“Ah! Wait... Why all of a sudden... Hng, so much... Ah, ah! Aaah♡”

I didn’t even lay her on the bed but threw her onto the floor and thrust in, causing Jin Dallae to let out a pleasant cry.

The first night of living together.

The night was still deep.