My mind was in turmoil.
No, to be more honest, the regret from yesterday was just too overwhelming.
What if… just what if Mom hadn't come back home?
What if Mom hadn't thought of Park Eun-ji coming over and hadn't brought back coffee and cake in both hands…?
"Sigh…"
It was a pointless, futile assumption.
Of course, because Mom did come back home.
And Park Eun-ji and I just awkwardly parted ways after barely eating anything.
That was reality.
And that was all that happened yesterday.
"Sigh…"
The sweltering summer.
The scorching asphalt radiated heat waves.
The heat haze blurred not just my vision but also my mind… though maybe that wasn't all there was to it.
"Hoo…"
Soon, beads of sweat trickled down my forehead and gathered at my chin.
Then, plop— the sweat droplet fell, leaving a dark stain on the hot ground.
My back was drenched.
For some reason, I thought of Park Eun-ji, soaked from yesterday.
"...Sigh."
And for no reason, the tofu in my hand felt like it weighed a ton.
My steps slowed.
Naturally, my gait dragged.
Somehow, I got on the elevator.
The inside was slightly better than the blazing sun outside, but it was still unbearably hot.
I wanted to feel the cool air conditioning as soon as possible.
That way, maybe this overheated body of mine would finally cool down.
"Ugh, it's so hot outside I could die…"
A complaint slipped out.
For some reason, I resented Mom for sending me out on an errand in this heat.
"Couldn't we just eat whatever's at home? Ugh…"
My body chilled.
I didn't know if it was because of the air conditioning… or because of Park Eun-ji's face staring back at me.
"...Oh, hey?"
And the words that came out of my mouth in surprise sounded utterly ridiculous even to my own ears.
"...Uh, yeah, hi."
I immediately regretted it.
Why the hell did I greet her first? Like I was some flustered idiot who couldn't believe she was here. I cringed at how I must've looked.
"Oh my, save the greetings for later… Can you just give me the tofu first?"
"...Uh, yeah."
I handed the bag in my hand to Mom.
Mom's lips twitched as she gestured for me to sit down quickly.
"..."
"How long are you gonna stand there?"
"Uh, yeah… I'll sit."
The direction of Mom's gaze was, of course, right next to Park Eun-ji.
To be exact, Park Eun-ji was sitting right next to my usual spot.
…So.
I just took my usual seat.
"Just add the tofu to the stew, so wait a little."
The table was already laden with food.
Dad, sitting at the head of the table, glanced around.
Then he looked back and forth between me and Park Eun-ji.
"...What?"
"Just… feels like it's been a while."
"..."
"..."
At Dad's meaningless comment, silence fell again.
For some reason, Dad looked way too pleased, his lips curling up uncontrollably.
"Anyone would think you two are being punished. Why do you both look so stiff?"
"...Since when?"
"...Me too? N-No, I'm not…"
"Hey! Stop teasing the kids and come help me with the stew."
"...Got it. Just a sec."
Thankfully, Dad got up from his seat.
"I-I'll—!"
"No, it's fine. Just sit comfortably."
At Dad's refusal, Park Eun-ji awkwardly sat back down.
"...You laughing?"
"N-No? I wasn't…"
Park Eun-ji's flustered expression and gestures were rare.
I couldn't help but laugh.
I tried to hold it in, but my reaction must've been obvious.
"...You are laughing. You little shit."
Her voice was low, barely audible.
Her small, clenched fist trembled slightly.
"Ah…"
If this were usual… if this were before… I would've tucked my tail between my legs and bowed my head.
No, actually, I wouldn't have been stifling laughter like this in the first place… and Park Eun-ji wouldn't have been holding back either…
Even though we were being watched.
But regardless, Park Eun-ji was desperately trying to keep her composure.
Glancing repeatedly at my parents, she fidgeted like a puppy that really needed to pee.
"A-Ahk?!"
"Oh my, what's wrong?"
"N-Nothing… It's nothing…"
"Just wait a little. It's almost ready."
Mom was still busy dishing out food, as if there wasn't enough already.
Behind her, Dad held a tray with a sullen expression.
"...What the hell? Are you insane?"
"Me? No, I'm not."
"...Let go, let go… Take your hand off me, you bastard… What if your mom and dad see, huh… Hngh…!"
All I did was stroke her thigh.
But Park Eun-ji's reaction was dramatic.
She twisted her body, unable to stay still, her shoulders shaking.
Her back bent forward as if bowing to someone.
The same Park Eun-ji who used to be so full of energy was now bending under my touch.
"...So soft."
"S-Stop talking nonsense… Take your hand… Hngh…!"
Her shorts were fittingly short for the sweltering summer.
Riding up slightly, they revealed her pale thighs—any man would've reached for them.
"...But why did you come to my house?"
My voice was low enough that my parents wouldn't hear.
But for Park Eun-ji right next to me, it was loud and clear.
"Fucking… errand… Mom said… to bring side dishes… So I came… you bastard…"
"Ah… really?"
For about a second, I wondered… Did she come because of me?
But regardless of what happened yesterday, Park Eun-ji had come back to my house.
That fact remained unchanged.
"You… fucking psycho…!"
Like following a path.
As if this were the only way forward, my hand moved.
"Shh. If my parents see, they'll freak out."
"Then… take your hand off… and talk, you bastard…!"
I stroked the even softer skin further in.
Not satisfied, I slid my hand deeper.
"Fuck…!"
Her thighs clamped shut, trapping my hand, but I didn't stop.
My fingers wriggled deeper.
I reveled in the trembling warmth of Park Eun-ji's skin.
"...S-Stop. Please, you bastard…"
Park Eun-ji was whimpering.
Her disheveled bangs covered her eyes, but her cheeks were flushed red—tempting.
"Hngh… Haah… Hah…!"
My fingertips felt damp.
A sticky warmth seeped up.
"...You're wet again, huh?"
"W-Wet my ass… Stop talking shit… You fucking… bastard…"
What my fingers touched was unmistakably her panties.
Soaked through—probably drenched in her own slick.
The fact that my fingers were teasing between her thighs made my lower half stiffen.
My dick strained against my pants, and I grimaced slightly at the discomfort.
"...What, what's with that face? You bastard… What the hell are you planning…?"
She looked venomous.
Like a cornered animal, baring her teeth.
Yet, a smile still tugged at my lips.
"Hey, be quiet. Just spread your legs."
"Y-You bastard… What the hell did you just— Hngh…!"
Park Eun-ji puffed up like a threatened animal.
The stronger her words, the weaker she seemed.
Right now, she was exactly like that.
"Pull it out… Pull it out, you bastard… Hah… Ngh…♥"
Even now.
Her sharp glare could've shot lasers.
But all she could do was glare.
Gripping my wrist, she whined helplessly.
Creak— Creak—
"Hah… Hngh?!"
A strange moan escaped her.
At the same time, her pussy pulsed—squelch, squelch.
Mom and Dad walked toward the table together.
"Eun-ji, are you feeling unwell?"
Mom's voice was full of concern.
Park Eun-ji barely managed to lift her head.
"...N-No… I'm fine… Hah…"
"Should we go to the hospital? Or should I call So-jin?"
"N-No! Really… I'm fine… Let's just eat…"
My hand had long since left between her thighs.
Following Mom's lead, I feigned concern.
"You sure you're okay? Or do you wan to rest in my room?"
"...No, really… I'm fine…"
Park Eun-ji gritted her teeth, chewing on her words.
I smiled back at her.
Then I turned to Mom.
"Mom, I think she's not feeling well. I'll take her to my room to lie down."
"...Really? Or should we just send her home? No… You're leaving soon anyway, so it's better here."
Mom carried steaming dishes to the table.
Dad helped.
"Let me help her—"
"It's fine. I can handle it."
I cut Mom off sharply.
Then, pretending to support Park Eun-ji, I slipped my arm under hers.
"Okay. Eun-ji, call me if you need anything, alright?"
"..."
Park Eun-ji parted her lips slightly.
She seemed to be searching for words, but I didn't give her time, quickly moving us forward.
"...You bastard…"
Park Eun-ji's whisper was venomous.
"What?"
"...What the hell… are you planning…?"
I didn't know if she was pretending to be obedient or if something had gotten into her.
"Close your mouth before I rip your clothes off."
"...W-What?"
Her pupils dilated.
Panic washed over Park Eun-ji's face.
"If you don't wan to get stripped naked and fucked in front of my parents, then shut up."
At least in this house, with my parents around, I had the upper hand.