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

"… … "

For now, I kept my mouth shut and pretended to reflect on my feelings.

It was because I felt like if I opened my mouth right away, she would dismiss my words with the words, telling me to think about it more deeply, as if I had listened to it with one ear and let it go out the other.

Regardless of whether there was another reason or not, Onarin, who came to see me only to see my body, is trying to dissuade me, so at least she didn't mean it in a bad way.

'I guess she's worried that our relationship will be ruined. I don't know if she said that just because she likes me.'

I knew she meant to be concerned about me, but honestly, it just sounded like she was trying to scare me.

Considering that this is a world where the roles are reversed, what Onarin is worried about is the future where I leave Cha So-young. The opposite is because there is a reason for Cha So-young's wish, so it is not something to bring up in the first place.

If that's the case, then it's even more of a needless worry. I can say for sure that my feelings for Cha So-young won't fade just because he's having sex with another woman.

"I understand what you're trying to say, sister. That's not why I came out to see you."

Onarin didn't even respond or move, just ignored what I said. But that didn't mean he felt bad or anything.

Just as Onarin said that she liked me, I had a similar premonition. Even if I were to leave this place and look for another woman in a momentary rush of emotion, I had a feeling that I would never be able to find a woman like Onarin.

I didn't want to let go of the invited woman named Oh Na-rin, because of the human curiosity that came from the fact that she gave me clear advice as if she had the perfect appearance to satisfy Cha So-young's desires.

Besides, Onarin has already said with her own mouth which direction he wants this conversation to go. So, for now, you should just sit back in your chair.

"I'm not forcing myself to please my girlfriend, nor am I just curious about what my sister's pussy tastes like like, like a little monkey."

He softly retorted to Onarin, who took up nearly half of the table using her prominent chest area. He deliberately chose vulgar words to say, and a crack appeared slightly on her expressionless face.

It seemed as if she was wondering, "Why is he like this?" and trying to suppress the corners of his lips that were about to go up and his cheeks that were about to twitch. It was worth taking the risk of being in a public place.

"It may be strange, but I miss my girlfriend. That's all I need."

There is no need to bring up my own circumstances with Cha So-young, who is feeling guilty, even though we are not even asking for advice. There is no need to tell this story to Cha So-young, who is trying to hide her shameful self.

"So… whether she's here or not, whether I'm swayed or not, it's none of your business."

I showed my will to Onarin a little more, being careful not to raise my voice so that it wouldn't be heard by Cha So-young's table.

"It's not just that it's unique, it's that it's a taste that she can't tell anyone about, you know that, right? That's why I have to listen to it. I can't leave it to anyone else, it's something that only I can do."

At some point, Onarin's posture returned to the position of resting his chin on his palm. His head was slightly tilted toward his arm, and a warm smile was on his lips.

The softly curved eyes added to that made the face look like it was looking proudly at a playful child.

There was no need to ask who the child in those eyes was.

"Anyway… Now, stop badmouthing my girlfriend and let's talk about how we can make her happier. Okay?"

There was more I wanted to say, but I felt uncomfortable looking at her eyes, so I quickly ended the conversation. I don't think she'll ask me to talk more after talking this much.

"…okay."

To my relief, Onarin cut off my lengthy explanation with just that one word.

After a short answer, she drank the rest of his coffee mixed with water, then stretched her body backwards as if something that had been bothering her had been relieved.

As her rib cage protruded forward, her breasts trapped inside the t-shirt pushed the edge of the cardigan and showed off their area.

My gaze was instinctively drawn to it, but I had something to do first, so I lowered my gaze to the Netophone in my hand.

Soyoung-ah

It was nothing special

You don't have to wait for me

Got it?

While Onarin was warming up, he sent a text message to Cha So-young. The timing was quite late because he was arguing with Onarin, but it was better than not sending it at all.

Urgh. Urgh. Urgh.

This was because Cha So-young was seen chewing on a square ice cube so much that it reminded me of that sound effect, as if she didn't like it.

Although Onarin had his own reasons for doing this, from Cha So-young's perspective, it was no different from a bitch who was suddenly badmouthing her in front of her boyfriend, so it was natural for her to feel resentful.

She said he would stay still unless something unexpected happened, but looking at the corners of her mouth moving up and down, it seemed like she would explode in anger and come towards me at any moment.

It seems like she's respecting this time since she hasn't done that yet, but it seems like she's swallowing her patience as if it's reaching its limit, so I feel reassured after sending him a message like that.

I glanced over and saw Cha So-young turn on her smartphone, then put the phone back on the table. If you saw my messages and don't want to hear them, you can just leave.

"Hehehe. Did you get really surprised when I said something weird? I'm sorry. Then should we finish talking?"

Urgh. Onarin stretched deeply, pulled her chair back towards the table, and leaned her upper body towards me.

Oh, right. Does this mean that this older sister is also a secretly emotional person?

The person who had been questioning my true feelings with a serious expression just a moment ago is now apologizing with a broad smile on his face, so I don't feel like asking him anything.

"How can we make your girlfriend like you? That's the most important thing to you, isn't it?"

"Yes. That's why I wanted to meet up with you. I thought my girlfriend would like it if I had sex with someone older than her."

"Big woman? What do you mean specifically?"

"My girlfriend is quite big in many ways. She's tall, has big breasts, big butt and thighs… Anyway, she's tall like a big sister, but she looks a little different from you."

"hmm…"

I thought we were going to continue the conversation, but Onarin snorted and stared at me again.

It wasn't a warm gaze, and since there was a history, I was wary of what he was trying to say this time.

"Kick. You don't have to look at it like that. I'm not trying to insult your girlfriend."

"… Did my expression look weird? It didn't seem like I was just staring at you."

"Yeah. It was really weird. This time, he had this look on his face like he was going to say something stupid."

Oh my. It's so shameless to say something like that, knowing that I was upset because of you.

We've only known each other for an hour, excluding the time we exchanged Twitter messages, but in that short time, we feel so close that it's uncomfortable.

It was just a feeling of discomfort, but it wasn't a bad sign when you think about what to do later.

"I didn't think it was nonsense. I just wanted to know why you were getting so angry."

"Really? That's good. I was worried that what you was about to say would sound like similar nonsense."

I said I never thought it was nonsense, but is he trying to harp on me?

For a moment, I had that thought, but when I saw that Onarin was using a rhetoric style to emphasize what he was going to say, I felt like I had reached a turning point and my curiosity turned in that direction.

"What were you trying to say?"

"A day like you want, the day your girlfriend will like the most. Want to hear it?"

Is there any other way to do it besides having sex in front of Cha So-young? Still, I listened obediently because it was clear that someone who knew more about this than I did.

Since we were leaning our upper bodies against the table, Onarin's story began very quietly, in a voice that Cha So-young couldn't hear, just like when I was expressing my will.

.

.

.

.

"…yes?"

It was such a strange sound that I couldn't help but question it.

No, it wasn't so much that I heard something strange, as that I felt like I was hearing the nonsense of a quack who took an uncertain hypothesis for certain.

Onarin smiled broadly as if he found me amusing, even though I had a small wrinkle between my eyebrows.

Onarin's words continued amidst the turbulent atmosphere,

"The decision is yours."

After saying those words, Onarin left the cafe without looking back.

The refreshing sound of a chair being pulled out seemed to suggest that further conversation was unnecessary.

Cha So-young's gaze, which had cleared away the obstacles, was occupied by the empty chair across the table that still had some warmth left.

The short but long meeting put a pause in it.

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