The pain from where I'd been beaten still throbbed, and my head was dizzy, my mind foggy—but that was entirely separate from how I felt right now.
My head had never felt this clear before.
All the tangled thoughts and distractions that usually swirled in my mind had completely vanished.
Huu…
I took another deep breath.
Soon, even my trembling hands and feet steadied.
I quietly glared at the door Park Eun-ji would soon walk through.
Clack—
Right on cue, the doorknob turned.
The door creaked open with an eerie, chilling sound that echoed through the room.
"...Ha!"
There she was—Park Eun-ji.
She looked at me and let out a laugh, as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing.
Then, with a thud— the door closed behind her.
"What the hell are you doing sitting there like you've done something great? Get the hell down!"
Her hair was wet, and her face glistened with moisture, like she'd just finished washing up.
"...Why are you screaming?"
"Ugh, whatever… Just put your damn pants back on and get out."
Her tone made it clear she was done with me.
Considering how she'd been threatening to kill me earlier, she seemed a lot calmer now.
But her eyes were still fixed on my lower half—those hazy, half-lidded eyes still gleaming with curiosity.
"Pants? Why pants?"
"...The fuck? Are you messing with me right now?"
Her face twisted in irritation.
She glanced at my face for a second, but her gaze quickly dropped back down.
"No? I mean, why do I need pants?"
"Haah, huu… haaah…."
She was clearly agitated—not in a that way, but more like she was holding back anger.
"...Then what, you fucking idiot… You wan to walk out of here with no pants or underwear? Put your damn clothes back on and get the hell out of my room."
Her reaction was even better than I'd hoped.
I easily steered the conversation where I wanted it to go.
While silently praying my phone was recording properly, I deliberately pushed further.
"...Wait, why did I take my underwear off again…?"
It was a short exchange.
But judging by her reactions, I wasn't about to get beaten to death here.
So I grew bolder.
"...Did you hit your head or something when you fell?"
"No, I mean… I don't really remember why I was in your room with my pants and underwear off… What was I even doing…?"
"Ha, hahaha…."
An awkward laugh escaped Park Eun-ji's lips.
Her eyes stiffened for a second before she fanned her face with her hand.
"W-What the hell are you…! Just—just get the fuck out of here already!"
Her face was flushing with panic.
She clearly didn't want to keep talking about this, but I could see her fidgeting, thighs twisting restlessly.
"Ah, ahh…."
I remembered her wet pants earlier.
Whether she'd gotten turned on looking at my dick or not, one thing was certain—her pants had been soaked through with something.
"...What? The fuck—what's with that 'ahh,' you bastard?!"
It also occurred to me that she probably couldn't change her underwear or pants with me still here.
"...What are you doing? Hey! What the hell are you doing?!"
I ignored whatever she was saying.
I was too busy grabbing my half-hard dick and giving it a few lazy strokes.
"I'm jerking off. You've seen it before."
"...I-I wasn't asking what you were doing, you idiot…! Why the hell are you doing that on my bed?!"
Park Eun-ji's voice was shrill with shock.
Now, instead of anger, she just looked completely flustered.
"Hah, haa… It's not like this is the first time you've seen me do this, right?"
"..."
This wasn't like earlier, where she could've just punched me in the jaw.
Park Eun-ji was frozen in place, shoulders hunched, like a pair of balls shriveling up in winter.
"If I came on your face again like earlier… Hah, you wouldn't like that, would you?"
"Y-Y-You fucking…! W-What the hell are you even saying?!"
Empty vessels make the most noise—Park Eun-ji could scream all she wanted, but she wasn't actually doing anything.
She just stood there, staring at me with wide eyes.
Trying (and failing) to hide it, her gaze kept flickering back to my dick.
"Hngh… So, you're not gonna come closer for a better look?"
"...Why the hell would I… Why would I get closer to watch you jerk off?!"
"You were making a huge deal about it earlier."
"...I never made a 'huge deal' out of anything…?"
"You were freaking out trying to get my pants and underwear off."
"...So what, what do you want me to do about it…?"
"Hah… Haaah… This time, I won't come on your face. So come take a closer look."
"..."
Honestly, it was surprising.
Here was some loser she usually bossed around without a second thought, now grabbing her by the head.
If I'd suddenly blown my load right in her face, anyone would've swung a fist by now.
"...What's different now?"
"Hah… Haaah… You know how guys get hard when you touch them like this?"
"...Yeah. So?"
"Those pictures you sent. If you ever doubt whether a guy's into you, just grab him like this. He'll get hard real quick."
"...The hell are you talking about? Is that seriously what you're saying right now?"
We were at that age—twenty years old, when curiosity about sex was at its peak, ready to explode at any moment.
"I mean, if it's that suspicious… What are you gonna do if he doesn't get hard no matter what?"
"...So what, you want me to just grab his dick and jerk him off or something…?"
"Got a better idea?"
"..."
My suggestion was perfectly logical.
And Park Eun-ji—no matter how rude, no matter how shitty her personality—if she just shut her mouth and started stroking my dick…
Well, I'd probably blow my load in no time.
"You said you've touched a dick before, right?"
"...Yeah. So?"
"Then it shouldn't be hard. The first time's always the toughest."
"..."
She was just as clueless as me.
I could feed her any line—no, honestly, even the dumbest excuse would work.
Park Eun-ji knew nothing about guys.
And as long as I kept pushing while she hesitated, things would go my way.
Park Eun-ji was too proud to ever admit weakness.
Even if she didn't know something, she'd pretend she did.
Even if she was clueless, she'd act like an expert.
"...Ha! I-I've done this tons of times…."
"Yeah?"
"...Yeah, you bastard."
This was probably her first time even touching a dick, let alone jerking one off.
But the way her heated gaze kept flickering back to it made my dick burn like it was about to melt.
"Then you're used to it?"
"...Yeah. Super, super used to it."
She made it sound like it was nothing.
She even crossed her arms and swayed slightly, like she was bored.
"Then you'll be good at it?"
"...Good at what?"
"Jerking me off."
"W-What the…! Y-You want me to… jerk you off?!"
She was stupid, but quick on the uptake.
Her eyes, which had been darting toward my dick, now burned with fury as she glared at me.
"You said you're used to it. What's the problem?"
"...Why the hell would I… Why would I do something like that for you?!"
"Think of it as practice."
"...Practice?"
"Yeah. If you just randomly grab some guy's dick and say you're practicing, don't you think he'd call you crazy?"
"...Why would I need to practice? I'm really good at it…?"
"That might just be what you think. Maybe the guys were just pretending to enjoy it."
"...So what? What do you want me to do…?"
"Guys like me—losers—are the best for practice. Even if I went around telling people Park Eun-ji jerked me off, who'd believe me?"
"...No one, you bastard."
"Exactly. So hurry up and grab my dick."
My words made no sense.
Step— step— step—
And Park Eun-ji, with her raging curiosity about guys…
"...I'll just do it the way I usually do…?"
Maybe she knew exactly what I was doing and was playing along.
Not that I cared.
I just sat back and enjoyed watching her squirm.
Curiosity (50%)
The other half?
Preparation for just in case.
...It sounded convincing enough.
Where else was she supposed to practice something like this?
And if rumors spread, she'd want to bite her tongue off in regret.
But with a loser like me… Well, it was safe.
Even if word got out, who would believe it?
"Huu, haa… haaah…."
"What? Problem?"
"...No? J-Just… It's been a while, so it's… kind of weird…?"
A while? This was her first time.
The thing in her hand was nothing like what they'd described in sex ed—not even close in size.
If the stuff from sex ed was wrong, then… did that mean all guys were this big?
And if that was true… then something this big…
There was no way it'd fit inside her.
"...Ah, fuck."
She'd just imagined something disgusting.
Why the hell was she thinking about that with this loser…?
"Haaah, hnn… hng…."
Her fingertips trembled.
She gritted her teeth to hide it.
"...I-I'll do it."
"Yeah. However you want."
Squelch—
His relaxed response pissed her off even more.
But in this situation… all she could do was pretend she knew what she was doing.
Putting on her most confident face… she wrapped her hand around that disgusting thing.