My girlfriend from the reverse world expects me to be a Netorare

'by the way…'

The declaration of intent was completed, and perhaps because I had become an 'acquaintance' with Onarin in front of me through some process, my human curiosity was piqued before I could even get into the main topic.

'This kind of older sister came out to meet me just to see my dick?'

It was surprising that a woman like Onarin, who had an appearance that would never be described as not beautiful no matter where she looked on her body, had come here to claim to be the invited lady, perhaps because of the manners she had developed in a short period of time.

It wasn't just a strange feeling, but also a feeling of unease, as I looked into his eyes through his narrowed eyes, that there might be some other reason lurking in Onarin's mind besides sexual desire.

What is the reason Onarin came to this place that I don't know? Even though I know that they are just going to spend one night together and disappear, I still wonder about that part.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something you want to ask me?"

Onarin leaned closer to the table, rested his elbows on his palms, and questioned my gaze. Did I look at you for too long? It didn't seem like I was staring at you.

"If you have any questions, just tell me. I'll tell you everything except what I don't know."

Of course, it wasn't an atmosphere that could be called an interrogation because of the smile on his lips, but it was also difficult to openly ask why someone like him was in a place like this.

"No. I just… looked at you because you were pretty."

"okay?"

Onarin answered with a light snort. Although it was a short answer, it seemed that compliments on appearance from the opposite sex had the same effect whether in the previous world or here.

"Yes. Maybe it's because you're blonde and tanned, but… you look healthy in many ways? That's the impression you get."

As if my vague compliment had touched a dormant gag point, Onarin released the arm that was resting his chin on and burst into laughter.

"I laughed too hard. Sorry. Hyuk, you're pretty too… no, handsome. And… you look healthy, like me."

As he said that, he nodded and turned his gaze to my lower body, then back up again, as if giving me a hint as to what he meant.

A subtle sex joke that intentionally drags out the introduction by half a beat and subtly emphasizes the latter part. I found Onarin's suggestion contained in it.

It probably means that it's time to cross this line.

Well, considering the purpose of this place, Onarin and I's conversation was too peaceful, like a field under a clear sky. Since exchanging messages online is different from meeting in person, I guess I should say I've had a go at it so far.

'Is it because this older sister is special?'

Even though I heard sex jokes that were only acceptable to Cha So-young, the unpleasantness I felt from nameless women when I was adapting to the world of 'reversed gender roles' was gone now.

That clean calmness probably comes from the feeling that I am half-confident about having a one-night stand with Onarin. In reality, I can no longer picture myself digging up this space, posting an 'introduction' on Twitter, selecting messages, and making an offline appointment.

So instead of saying something awkward and slurring, I answered by smiling slightly and tapping the back of Onarin's hand with my index finger. It wasn't a strong affirmation, but it wouldn't be a negative expression either.

As if that alone was enough of an answer, Onarin smiled deeply with narrowed eyes. At the same time, she pulled up a chair and placed her left leg over her right leg, and the invisible charm was naturally imagined.

"Where did we leave off… Ah. You said your girlfriend has unique tastes?"

The topic of conversation that had been cut off a moment ago was brought up again. It was about Cha So-young, of all things.

"Yes. Well… I guess you could say her tastes aren't ordinary, right? Maybe…?"

He returned an ambiguous answer and looked at Cha So-young, who was diagonally behind Onarin.

Oh my. As if my pupils were magnets, Cha So-young's chin slightly turned in the opposite direction. I couldn't see her eyes because she was wearing sunglasses, but she must have avoided my gaze.

'Soyoung, you don't have to listen to each and every one of them...'

I've never brought up the NTR wall itself before, so I was worried that Cha So-young might be discouraged by my words, but it seemed to have had the opposite effect.

However, I can't say that NTR is a desirable wall, so I guess I should just let it go and do something else like before. What an honest kid.

"It may be unusual, but if you really want to see it, there's no reason why I wouldn't do it. It's not like anyone is forcing you to do it."

In some ways, I didn't like seeing the most important person in this place crouching alone, so I chose words that would be pleasant for Cha So-young to hear, words that would fill the need for this situation.

"So does that mean you came out to meet me of your own volition? Because your girlfriend asked you to?"

"yes."

"Wow… I don't know who you are, but I envy your girlfriend. If I were you, I wouldn't even be able to raise my head."

When I hear that, I think of the case of Cha So-young and me, and I feel like the distance between my ego and 'man', which I had considered to be distant, is starting to come into focus.

When a third party, a woman who calls herself the bride, intervenes in a matter between just the two of them, it feels like the objectivity of the situation has been secured.

Certainly, while Cha So-young felt very sorry for knowing my secret, I thought that this was not a request that I could completely refuse.

"haha…"

Since I had nothing to say in return, I responded with an awkward smile.

"Should I tell her that she can go now?"

Just imagining this kind of conversation continuing from now on makes me nervous about Cha So-young.

Although the level is still low, since it is not limited to sexual activity between lovers but involves an outsider, there will definitely be parts that are unpleasant to hear or see.

Since Cha So-young must have confirmed that Onarin wasn't a strange person to the point of making a rash remark, it would be okay for me to be alone now. She concluded that and picked up the netophone that was on the table.

"Does your girlfriend know? You and I are supposed to meet today."

"Well… she know."

"Ah. That's good. When is she coming? She's a little late."

I was wondering what to say, but I decided to lie because I was going to text Cha So-young soon and tell her that she could go home.

"No. It's just me. My girlfriend won't come."

"What? You came out alone? I thought you'd come out with me?"

With those words, Onarin lowered his head and drank his Americano through a straw.

At the same time, her gaze is turned towards me, and perhaps because she is looking up from below, her gaze seems to be glaring at me.

"Yes. Can't we just meet?"

Onarin half-closed his eyes and took his mouth off the straw after hearing my answer.

"Ah. It might be uncomfortable for you too. I didn't think of it…"

"Huh, are you crazy?"

As I was trying to figure out the intent of the question and supplement my lie, suddenly something harsh came out.

Anyway, Onarin drank down the remaining half of his Americano out loud with an indifferent expression.

It wasn't a level of profanity that would make one embarrassed, but it was so out of the blue that I couldn't help but stop trying to operate my phone and ask myself a question.

"…yes?"

"Did you hear you?"

It wasn't my fault.

Tak, Onarin clicked his chin and placed the plastic cup down on the table with a loud clank. Her eyes had the same bright light as when he had just drunk coffee.

No. I thought we were getting closer, but all of a sudden?

This was a remark that greatly violated the manners she had shown so far, so I took it as meaning that there was something she was not happy about and waited for her to explain further, but she did not give an explanation.

There was silence for a moment.

As the stuffy silence continued, I suddenly became angry as I realized the very objective fact that it was because of me that Cha So-young was being badmouthed by a woman she had just met today.

"…Why are you suddenly badmouthing my girlfriend? Does she have to be here? Then you should have asked me to come out with you first."

I can confidently say that I asked the question as politely as possible.

Even though he knew what emotion was in my question, Onarin had a crooked smile on his lips.

"Kick. You're right. All I have to do is fuck you. She doesn't have to come out when you're here."

Then that means she intentionally cursed at Cha So-young. But she didn't even flinch, let alone show any sign of apology, so I was a little annoyed.

However, it was natural that the first thing that would cause unnecessary irritation was a handshake.

"Then why did you badmouth my girlfriend? You said there was no need for it to come out of your mouth."

"I was curious. What kind of a great woman is she that she can't even be there for her man when he gives his body to another woman?"

"No… I'm here because I want to give her what she wants, so what does it matter if it's great or not? When you buy a gift, do you go shopping with the person you're going to receive it with?"

"Ha, this kid… Hyuk. Then I'll ask you a few questions."

Then, he let go of his laughter and crossed his arms with a serious expression, and this time he finally looked like he was questioning me.

"You, you clearly said that you came out to meet me of your own accord, right? Of your own free will."

"Yes. I told you earlier, right?"

"Are you sure about that?"

"Well…"

It was my own will that brought it up. Since it was a question with a set answer for me, I opened my mouth to refute it, but Onarin was the first to slightly extend his palm and stop my question.

"Think about it carefully. We're not here to cheat on each other, are we?"

An obvious answer to an obvious question. I knew it was a flowing question, so I didn't answer and waited for the rest of the story.

"Noona is saying this because she really likes you, Hyuk. I wonder if you're forcing yourself to fit your girlfriend's desires right now, or if you're just here out of simple curiosity about what it would be like to have sex with another woman. Because…"

Onarin pulled his chair closer to the table. At the same time, she leaned his center of gravity toward me as much as possible and supported her upper body with both wrists, so that Onarin's and my faces came closer.

"I haven't met a single person who did this with me and it ended well."

Expressionless.

There was sufficient evidence to support the credibility of those words.

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