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Finally, I held hands with Yumin. It felt like a dream. To progress from childhood friends to lovers, our relationship would surely last forever...
"This is completely insane"
The main character's approach to dating in the novel was frustratingly slow. If they had confessed their feelings for each other, they should have made a move within a month.
But after a month, all they had progressed to was holding hands. It was agonizingly slow.
Shouldn't things move faster after going through such a difficult process to start dating?
"No! Wow... shit, is this even possible? Shouldn't all the physical stuff be done after dating for about a month?"
"What would a bastard like you know? Put the phone down and focus, damn it."
I was about to throw the phone when I belatedly realized it wasn't mine.
How could I focus now? If they're going to show such a virgin-like development, why did they write such a prologue? I couldn't understand it at all.
"What's the title of this novel?"
"Academy Pure Love Diary. No, I said focus! Now you're asking about the novel title? Let's stop, pull out."
At those words, I hurriedly looked down.
I could see her skinny body, with ribs showing.
Every time she took a deep breath, her exposed cleavage looked erotic.
Her fierce eyes looked like they could tear someone apart, and her nails were already digging into my back.
"Hey, it really hurts, don't raise your nails! Last time it was teeth, now it's nails. Honestly, I feel wronged. You started it first and then turned on the phone."
As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a laugh of disbelief. Minjeong stretched out both hands to grab my neck, completely fixing my head in place.
Even while choking and gasping for air, my hips were still moving steadily.
With every squelching sound, the semen I had already released was flowing down her buttocks, soaking the bed sheets.
"Is that why? You just wanted to steal my phone and call anyone, right? Do you know how flustered I was when you called my crush last time?"
You're ruining all my dating prospects. She continued to curse after that. The way to deal with Minjeong at times like this was to just keep thrusting steadily.
She screamed and moaned while cursing, wrapping her legs around my waist so tightly there wasn't even room for air, but it was impressive how she kept cursing throughout.
I slipped my hand down and gently rubbed her clit with my thumb, eliciting an ear-splitting cry of pleasure.
"Minjeong, how many times do I have to tell you I didn't do it on purpose? It really was a missed call from him. And he's going to the military soon, what crush are you talking about?"
I bet he'll contact me as soon as he enters the military, don't you think? Minjeong couldn't give any answer to that.
She just trembled at the tips of her toes, curling and uncurling her toes.
Seeing her eyelids flutter slightly, I thought she was close to finishing too, so I increased my pace.
Her buttocks shook with loud slapping sounds. Towards the end, she was making grunting noises that sounded cute, like a pig about to be slaughtered.
At the very end, she seemed to have no strength left to make a sound, just trembling her waist while going limp like a squid.
I was about to stroke her hair, but remembering how she had choked me earlier, I grabbed it roughly instead.
"Why are you so selfish? This is the third time I'm telling you to clean up after we're done. You really only think about yourself."
The "Ack!" sound soon changed to "Ugh, urp" sounds, and a refreshing feeling enveloped my whole body.
After shaking my hips slightly and emptying the remaining fluid into her mouth, I got up from my spot.
Opening my phone, I saw missed calls and text messages piled up.
'I did it with her yesterday, so put that on hold... Should I call her out for drinks tonight since she has big breasts? Ah... come to think of it, I promised a threesome for today the day before yesterday...'
One hand was busy with my thumb, while the other quickly put on clothes. It was quite a busy day.
Days with two rounds always required thorough self-management. I'd need to eat eel for dinner to handle this schedule.
"Minjeong, it's an all-nighter again today, so you don't need to rush out. Take your time coming out, I'll go first and contact you later."
I heard various words like "Lee Taeok you crazy bastard," "Bastard with no manners," etc. from behind, but I cleanly ignored them. It wasn't anything new, and that was part of Minjeong's charm.
There was a certain spicy flavor coming from that skinny body. It was her unique appeal.
As I left the motel, I searched for the novel title on my phone and found it immediately.
It seemed extremely popular, and the reviews were all praise. It was currently on hiatus, but the latest chapter had been uploaded yesterday.
Curious, I immediately paid and read it, but it was the same content I had read at the motel earlier.
So after 172 chapters, all the progress they made was just dating and holding hands?
'Gradually building trust, affection, and progress? Do people really like this?'
It was a sentiment I couldn't understand. I became curious about how they would react if someone else stole their partner.
Even roads that seem to be one-way often have side streets if you look carefully.
Human emotions had many similarities in that regard. Just look at the main character here.
If they're over twenty, they should be very interested in sex, but it was too strange to just hold hands and be happy like an idiot.
It felt artificial. It seemed like a deliberate attempt to drag out the novel.
Normally, I wouldn't read such a novel or leave comments, but today I really wanted to.
Thinking that my comment would be good fertilizer for the author, I started writing a long comment.
I was supposed to meet Sujung, but that was immediately pushed aside. If I didn't write now, I might fiddle with my phone while driving.
[Hello, author. I'm a reader who read the latest chapter. I don't know what kind of bond has been built between Minsu and Yumin so far, but I think it's time for a more intense physical relationship at this point. Ending with just holding hands seems to show a lack of dating experience...]
I was going to stop here, but the frustratingly slow development made me angry and my fingers moved on their own.
[...Blushing while just holding hands should end after elementary school. Honestly, it doesn't make sense to do this at an age when they should know everything. Minsu and Yumin really seem to lack experience. It's not pure, it just seems simple-minded...]
The comment kept getting longer, and when I tried to write more, I was blocked by the comment limit, so I started writing a message by copying and pasting.
The author's email was openly displayed, which made me wonder if it was normal to disclose it like that.
[...Therefore, this is my small wish for how I'd like it to go. From an ardent reader who read the latest chapter]
Although I had only read one chapter, I considered myself an ardent reader. Who else would send a message of about 1,500 characters based on just the content of the latest chapter?
It was a pure intention to be of small help.
Of course, there was some malicious content in the middle, but I thought it was really a small part compared to the rest.
"This much makes me an honest reader, right?"
There's no one like me, I muttered as I got into the car.
Looking at other comments, there were even contents like 'I'm dropping this. Author, you should get off too.' Compared to that, mine was just playful.
I lowered the window and glanced up at the motel window.
The light was on in Minjeong's room. Usually, she would have gone to sleep right away, but she had been saying she'd wash up before sleeping for a while, and it seemed she finally did it.
"She's really cute"
As I drove past the motel parking lot cover, instead of the road, a pure white space appeared. For a moment, I wondered if such a place had always been there, but I couldn't remember.
It was really an empty, pure white space. Cognitive dissonance occurred. My head felt dizzy. What was this?
I wasn't lacking in stamina enough to be overwhelmed by fatigue after sex.
It had never happened even once. So it wasn't a dream, which made even less sense.
How could I explain this endless space that stretched on even when driving at 200 km/h?
My phone was dead too, and thinking it would be the same wherever I went, I got out of the car.
"Finally, you're behaving yourself"
I looked up at the sudden voice. The first thing that caught my eye was a checkered shirt in purple and black, with buttons that looked like they might pop off at any moment.
The chin was double, and the glasses were black-rimmed, which really didn't suit him.
His body shape was typically barrel-like, but thanks to the combination of the checkered shirt and jeans, I could at least distinguish where his waist was.
'What the hell?'
Just as I was about to say something in response to his tone that seemed to know this place well, he spoke first.
"I read the message you sent me. Honestly, I was happy at first. It was the first time I'd read such a long message, and it was full of praise at the beginning... But the more I read... you were indirectly criticizing me..."
His clenched fists were trembling. His face was getting redder and redder, looking like a steamed bun. His trembling appearance also resembled a rice cooker.
"...So I looked at you... And I couldn't contain my anger... Do you think being tall, handsome, and having some money gives you the right to mock others like that...? It's not like that... Do you think people want to lack experience...? I didn't voluntarily become a human condom... You... insider bastard...!"
His double chin trembled with every word.
The atmosphere suddenly became heavy, but I thought I'd like to stretch that chin fat once.
His voice alternated between loud and soft, only getting louder when cursing while mumbling.
It was a serious atmosphere, but I couldn't help laughing in the end.
"What are you saying, pfft, hahaha, keke, haah... Ah, sorry, but it's really funny... Let's stop this weird talk and think about how to get out of here since you seem to be trapped here too?"
I thought it was a fairly reasonable statement.
Instead of talking nonsense about reading the message well, it was urgent to escape from here.
However, the bespectacled fatty in front of me, aka Glasses Fatty, seemed to have different priorities.
"Y-you're still mocking me? Stop laughing at me! If you're so great, why don't you try it yourself! You damned bastard! I'll make you regret this!"
Even his angry speech was funny. His clenched fists looked cute like steamed buns.
I was laughing out loud again when Glasses Fatty clapped his hands once, and a large book appeared behind him.
The book cover said "Academy Pure Love Diary," and the book opened with a whoosh sound and rapidly approached me.
I tried to turn around and run away, but it was already too late, and then I heard Glasses Fatty's voice. Unlike before, his pronunciation and intonation were precise.
"You, you think you'd be any better there!!! Live your whole life stuck in there!!!"
I regretted not pulling that trembling chin fat once when I had the chance.