Chapter 24 — Last Week (4)
When I opened my eyes, the world was dark.
Only the city lights flowed in through the one-room window.
My head felt a little dizzy too. Switching between day and night really is tiring.
With that thought, I tried to sit up, but something was holding me down.
It was Han Jia.
She was clinging to me like a baby and sleeping soundly.
What are you doing? Sleep-talking?
I looked at her face. Han Jia with her pretty smiling eyes. She was smiling, as if she was having a good dream.
“Sleep well. You must be exhausted too.”
She had walked all night, so it was natural for her to sleep like she had collapsed.
But why are my feet so warm?
The hot pack placed on my feet still retained its warmth.
“Did you wake up in the middle of the night to change the hot pack?”
I was impressed by her sincerity.
At this level, even if it was an act, I had to acknowledge it.
I was genuinely thankful.
“I shouldn’t wake her.”
I carefully lifted the white arm draped over my body and got up. I stood in front of the refrigerator.
“You even prepared food?”
I was planning to order chicken, but the food was already ready. It wasn’t something she bought at the mart today — she had set up the dishes she made last weekend so they could just be reheated.
Honestly, even if you paid someone, not many people would do this.
I was both surprised and grateful for her devotion when I heard a voice.
“Oppa. You’re awake?”
Han Jia sat up on the bed, rubbing her sleepy eyes.
Wow. If we were lovers, this would have been an instant late-night session.
A loose t-shirt that showed her shoulders.
The bra strap visible underneath.
The smooth skin of her stomach slightly exposed.
Disheveled hair and a white neck.
It was a cliché, but I couldn’t help but say it.
She looked pure and delicate.
“Wait a moment. I’ll make food for you. Ah!”
She grabbed her ankle while walking toward the sink.
I stopped her.
“I’ll cook.”
“You know how to cook, Oppa?”
“Of course I do.”
I’ve been living alone for over 7 years, after all.
I skillfully reheated the food Han Jia had prepared. Since there were ingredients, I made a new doenjang soup.
I was about to add the truth — Yeondu~ Yeondu~ — when Han Jia stopped me.
“Oppa. Seasoning is bad for your body.”
“My mom puts it in when cooking for her son. If you object, you’ll get a pad ripper. Doesn’t your family use it?”
“No. My younger sibling isn’t in good health.”
“Then I’ll be the pad ripper. Anyway, it’s fine to add it. I’m the chef today, so trust me.”
Han Jia smiled brightly.
“Okay~ I’ll only trust you, Oppa.”
It felt nice that she smiled every time she spoke. She even let out cute little laughs at trivial things.
I cooked hard while using her laughter as background music, and the food was ready. I placed the dishes on the small one-room table and we sat facing each other.
“Let’s eat well.”
Han Jia smiled brightly.
Above her head, the yellow light was still floating.
“Huh? Oppa? Why are you staring at my face?”
“No reason. Eat deliciously.”
“Yes!”
Doenjang soup. Braised short ribs. Luxurious side dishes for a solo liver.
Han Jia ate with great enjoyment. After one spoonful of doenjang soup, she looked startled.
“It’s really delicious!”
“This is the taste of seasoning.”
“Wow. From now on, I should use seasoning too. I can’t do it at home though.”
“Because of your brother?”
“Yeah. Mom only uses organic ingredients when cooking for him.”
“Really? That’s quite particular. What’s wrong with your brother?”
“He had heart surgery when he was young.”
“……Sorry. I didn’t know.”
“Hehe. It’s fine. Ah! Did you know? This is the first time someone has cooked for me.”
“Really? What about at home? They must have made birthday meals or something.”
She shook her head.
“I think they did when I was very young, but I don’t really remember.”
“That’s why they say raising children is pointless. They definitely did it, but you don’t remember.”
“There are four daughters and one son in my family. Since my younger brother had heart surgery, my parents only took care of him.”
“……Please punish me for talking without knowing anything.”
“Ahaha. It’s not that bad, so it’s okay. You saw how my father reacted last Friday, right?”
“Yeah.”
“My younger brother isn’t feeling well again these days, so the whole house is in chaos. That’s why.”
“Hmm. When a family member is sick, that’s understandable.”
Drip.
Suddenly, tears fell.
No way?
Fuck. Melodrama mode activated.
I tried to endure the allergy spreading through my body as Han Jia continued.
“Still, I feel so wronged. My parents only pay attention to my brother, so I’m completely out of their interest. Last Friday, my mom called and told me to send 500,000 won every month. She said it’s for my brother’s hospital bills from now on.”
Damn.
I didn’t expect to witness the classic “father incident” here.
“Are you the eldest?”
“No. I’m the fourth. There are three older sisters above me, right before my younger brother.”
“Then what about your older sisters?”
“They all act like they don’t know me.”
“Why don’t you do the same?”
“Still… they’re family. How can I do that?”
The thing I hate most in the world.
If you have no conscience, life is easy. If you have a conscience, your heart is weak and you can’t turn away, so life is hard.
It seemed Han Jia was like that when it came to family.
She continued talking as if venting while eating.
“Oppa, you told me not to obsess over being first place. But I can’t do that. To get any attention at home, I always had to be the best. I got first in school, went to Korea University, was good at sports, and even learned instruments. I did it all by myself without my parents’ help. Even then, all the attention went to my brother. That’s already unfair, but now they’re casually asking me to pay for his hospital bills. That’s why I drank so much that day.”
It seemed like opening up made her feel a little lighter.
Her face relaxed.
“Is that why? That day I whined at you to wash me. I’ve never even gone to a bathhouse with my mom. I’ve been doing everything alone since I was young.”
“……If that’s the reason, then properly—”
“Properly?”
“Never mind.”
I almost said, ‘I can wash you again.’
I barely held it in.
“What do you think, Oppa?”
“About what?”
“You told me not to obsess over being first. Given my situation, could you not obsess over it?”
“Yes.”
My answer seemed disappointing. Han Jia made a sad face.
“As expected. You can’t understand me either.”
Isn’t that obvious?
I answered honestly.
“I can’t help it. I’m not you. I’ve never been in your situation, so I can only speak from my own perspective.”
“Your perspective…”
“Yeah. And I don’t think it’s bad that you obsess over being first.”
“But earlier today you told me not to.”
“The problem is the method. You use the people around you. Sometimes you torment men, sometimes you humiliate women.”
“That’s—!”
“Am I wrong? Or am I right?”
Han Jia’s expression turned cold. It was the same icy face she had shown at Gyeongpo Beach earlier.
“You noticed that?”
“Yeah. And I wasn’t the only one.”
“Then?”
“Other people know too. But they still fall for it. Why? Because you’re worth that much. But you need to realize that the environment you’ve lived in has been good to you.”
“Even after hearing about my family?”
“Not that. I mean everything except your family. You went to a humanities high school and a good university, right?”
“Yes.”
“There weren’t any crazy bastards there. But starting from the company — actually, from society in general — it’s different. It’s full of unpredictable lunatics. Do you think your methods will work there? Or even keep you safe?”
“Safe?”
“What if a real crazy person gets upset about being used by you and decides to take revenge?”
“Surely no one would—”
“There are. Plenty of them. I’m telling you not to obsess over being first because I’m worried you’ll get hurt by people like that.”
In my previous life, Han Jia had been harassed by a stalker.
It was a married male superior at the company, so she couldn’t do anything about it.
I didn’t want to see that kind of sight again, even as an outsider. So, as a way of repaying her for the hot packs, I gave her a subtle warning.
“I’m not in a position to lecture you. Just be careful of crazy people. That’s all you need to understand.”
“Is that everything? You’re not going to tell me ‘You should do this, you should do that’?”
“What right do I have? I’m more of an idiot than you.”
“Huh?”
“It’s true. You went to Korea University, I went to a local one. You’re smarter than me.”
“……That’s true?”
“Yeah. And my answer might be wrong for you. Still, if I have to say something—”
“Say what?”
“Be happy. Don’t live for others — live happily for yourself. That’s about it.”
I lived as a pushover in my previous life. I didn’t want to do that again in this one.
That was the honest feeling I shared with her.
Though honestly, the fact that I’m still acting like this in this life also makes me a pushover.
While I was scratching my head, Han Jia gave me her signature bright eye smile.
“Oppa, you’re really unique.”
“How so?”
“Other men always tell me I have to do this or that. But you’re a little different. You say it’s up to me. Just be a little careful. And be happy. That’s your style.”
“Thanks for understanding so well. If I had graduated from Harvard, I would have given you a proper lecture. What a shame.”
“Ahaha. What is that? By the way… Do you really not want to date anyone?”
“Suddenly? Why?”
“Because I want to date you, Oppa.”
Is she joking?
I looked at her face. She was serious. The yellow signal light was still floating above her head.
She meant it.
But why? I was curious, but I didn’t ask. The answer was NO anyway. There was no need to know the reason.
“I don’t want to date.”
She looked disappointed.
But the signal light didn’t turn off…
It was still floating above her head.
She must have made up her mind today. Han Jia leaned forward and asked me.
“Why? Did you get hurt before?”
“It’s more that I don’t like taking care of someone.”
“Huh?”
“When I date, I become the type who takes care of the other person. I know that about myself, so I don’t want to date. Look at us right now. We’re not even dating, but I’m listening to your story and taking care of you. I don’t know if ‘taking care’ is the right word, but this isn’t a normal relationship, right?”
“Ah! That’s true.”
“If we start dating here? You’d probably find it even worse.”
“Why?”
“Because the version of me you’re attracted to is the one who doesn’t date. When I date, the way I treat people changes. That’s who I am.”
Actually, I’m a pure virgin so I don’t know how I’ll act when I date.
That was the truth, but Han Jia understood it perfectly. She nodded vigorously.
“I get what kind of style you are. I’ve heard about people like that. They become really obsessive.”
“It’s not that extreme. Anyway, I don’t want to date.”
After saying this much, Han Jia should back off.
Huh?
Wait…?
**Chapter 24 Last Week (4)** (Final Part)
The yellow signal light was still floating above her head.
“I understand what you mean.”
“Then are you going home now?”
“Huh? Ahaha. No. I still have to give you a hot pack. I’m going to sleep here.”
“I said I won’t date you.”
“We can sleep together even if we’re not dating. Ah! Don’t tell me you’re thinking something weird?”
She covered her body with both hands.
“Stop talking nonsense. I’m dizzy. What are you going to do if you sleep here? Our day and night are completely flipped, so I can’t even sleep. Should we watch a movie?”
“Are you trying to seduce me right now?”
“……Just go home.”
“I’m joking. Hmm. I’ll give you a hot pack and a massage too. And… if you date me, I can do even more.”
Han Jia smiled like a fox.
‘Can you resist if I try to seduce you today?’
That was the look in her eyes.
“Let’s start with the massage first.”
After clearing the dishes, I lay down on the bed as Han Jia instructed.
***
Unfortunately, I was a rock.
My decision not to date her didn’t change.
Regardless, Han Jia moved actively. With the yellow signal light above her head.
“I’ll start with a hot pack on your foot.”
She wrapped the hot pack around my ankle.
“How is it?”
“It definitely hurts less. After we’re done, I’ll do it for you too.”
“No thanks? If you want to do that, date me.”
“Do whatever you want.”
A tense tug-of-war continued.
Han Jia became even more proactive.
Her white, soft hands massaged my calves.
“How is it? Feels good, right?”
“Yeah. It really does.”
Actually, it didn’t feel good at all.
It was just extremely stimulating.
Han Jia was sitting between my legs massaging my calves. The situation was just plain erotic!
Every time she leaned forward, her B-cup breasts wrapped in a bra were slightly visible.
And it was Han Jia. The same Han Jia who treated me like a slave in my previous life!
I couldn’t hold it.
‘I’ll date you!’
I barely stopped the words from coming out.
My pushover nature was still deeply rooted in me.
My face might have become handsome, but the foundation hadn’t changed. The moment I started dating, I would clearly turn into a sugar lump of a man. I’d probably treat her like a princess.
I lived as a pushover in my previous life. I couldn’t live like that again in this one. So I held it in, but Han Jia’s hands slowly moved upward.
From the calves to the thighs.
“I need to loosen this part too.”
She gently massaged my thighs.
As her hands moved up, her body moved closer, and more of her breasts became visible.
Should I just date her and become her slave?
While I was seriously considering it—
My cock grew bigger.
My cock stood tall, pitching a tent in my loose pants.
It was huge. It wasn’t my old size.
Why is it so big? Ah!!! Perfect Fit Cock! The function that changes size to what the other person wants.
I focused strength into my cock. Even though it was inside my pants, I could feel it had become much longer.
So this is the size Han Jia wants? Does my cock also dream of being the best?
It seemed my guess was correct.
Han Jia looked at the massive tent in my tracksuit pants and was startled.
“Oppa?”
And then the signal light above her head changed.
Green light.
Red light.
Both appeared at the same time.