Chapter 20 : Are you out of your mind?! This is a public place…!

Swish— Whoosh—

My bag swings wildly back and forth in front of my eyes.

“Thanks! Thank you!”

“That’s not it, is it? Huh?”

“Gyaaah…! Seriously!”

I reached out desperately, yelling at the top of my lungs, but Yena didn’t seem willing to return my bag until she heard the perfect line.

Two girls flailing their arms, fighting over a single bag—it was a ridiculous sight.

Someone snickered as they walked past us.

I couldn’t even say anything.

Because, well… it was pretty funny.

The embarrassment I’d been feeling since earlier grew even worse.

“My arms are getting tired… Should I just go alone?”

“Haa… Haa… Fine, I get it! I’ll do it, okay…?!”

Knowing Yena’s personality, it was obvious she wouldn’t give it back until she got exactly what she wanted.

It was better to just swallow my pride and play along.

Though the smug look she gave me did sting a little.

‘Well…’

It’s just one line, right?

It’s not like I could resist anyway.

It’s just… the owner playing with me for a bit.

I rationalized it to myself, defending my wounded pride.

Taking a deep breath, I finally opened my mouth.

“Uh, th-thank you… for taking care of me…”

“…I like this version too. You pass. Let’s go.”

“Ugh…”

I bent, but I didn’t break.

A slightly altered version, but still a pass.

Seemingly satisfied, Yena handed the bag back to me.

‘Just forget it… It’s better for my mental health.’

After changing clothes, we headed to the gym.

A disheveled-looking woman shuffled in, dragging her slippers, then stopped in front of our gathered group.

“Today’s free gym time. You guys like that, right?”

“Yes!”

The moment she finished speaking, one of the girls bolted toward the storage room.

A few others followed.

The storage door slammed shut, then swung open again seconds later.

She reappeared, holding a ball against her chest, and shouted:

“Who wants to play dodgebaaall?!”

“Me!”

Watching this, I thought…

‘Ah, I’m tired already.’

I quietly slipped away, heading toward the neatly stacked mats at the edge of the gym.

Plop. 

I sat down, feeling the slightly cold, firm texture of the mat beneath me.

In my peripheral vision, I saw Yena following me.

“What? Not playing…?”

“Keeping my promise.”

“…Promise?”

Was she talking about that weird thing she said earlier in class?

About using me during gym?

I thought it was obviously a joke.

‘…What does she even mean by “use”?’

Before I knew it, she had sat right next to me, staring.

Trying to hide my unease, I deliberately answered in a grumpy tone.

“What. Why.”

“…You’re cute.”

“…Not happy to hear that.”

“I want you.”

“Huh, wh-what nonsense…”

“Why nonsense? I mean it.”

‘Then why didn’t you do anything back then?’

That command she wouldn’t remember.

If she really wanted me, she should’ve done something then.

I swallowed the words rising in my throat and glared at her.

Why is she acting like this now?

Is it because I keep thinking about how unfair it was?

Still meeting her intense gaze, I retorted—this time with a bit more sincerity.

“So what? What are you gonna do about it?”

“…Can I use you now?”

“…Use what.”

So I was right.

She really meant using me.

Can you even describe a person like that?

‘Just how low do you see me?’

An uneasy feeling surged.

Even if it’s free time, if we do that kind of thing here…

Won’t everyone find out? Won’t life get harder after this?

“…”

Sensing her presence right beside me, I glanced over.

She had one knee on the mat, slightly lifting her thigh as she leaned toward me.

Even sitting, she was taller than me, and now, half-risen like this, I had to tilt my head up just to meet her eyes.

“…What are you doing.”

“…”

The mood felt strange.

Why wasn’t she saying anything?

Was she really about to do something weird…?

A possibility flashed in my mind.

‘…A kiss?’

Here? Where everyone can see?

Her eyes, locked onto mine, deepened with something unreadable—

‘This can’t happen…’

I squeezed my eyes shut.

I don’t know. I really don’t.

Maybe I’m just getting swept up in the moment.

A soft shhhk— and then the faint touch of cold fingers on my shoulder.

“…”

I could feel it instinctively.

She’s serious right now.

She’s really going to do it…

My hand, trembling with anxiety, moved to my shoulder.

When I grabbed her hand, another hand overlapped it.

The second hand on my shoulder gently stroked my knuckles as if to reassure me, then suddenly disappeared as if it had never been there.

…If this continues, I’m in trouble.

With that thought, I cautiously opened my eyes—

What I saw was Yena, staring straight at me, her shoulders slouched, her hand reaching toward my lower body.

“…N-no, not there…!”

“…Why? What’s wrong with it?”

“No, are you crazy? Are you out of your mind?! This is a public place…!”

With my other free hand, I grabbed her wrist with a thud.

Even for a pervert, there are limits.

This is way beyond common sense, isn’t it?

One hand was already on my shoulder, overlapping mine, and now the other was caught, leaving both arms frozen in place.

This strange standoff continued until Yena said something that threw me into confusion.

“What the hell are you even thinking?”

“Huh? Obviously—”

“Can’t you just give me a lap pillow?”

“…Huh? A lap…?”

“I’m tired. It’s free time anyway. I wanna take a nap, so lend me your legs.”

“…”

“I kept dozing off in third period… So? No?”

“…”

The tension in my grip loosened with a thud.

Naturally, her hand moved back toward my thigh.

Yena grabbed my thigh, kneading the flesh, squeezing and releasing it randomly.

Her expression, as always, was filled with a mischievous glint.

The way she looked…

…It was like she was adjusting a pillow before sleep.

Maybe I was the only one thinking weird things.

“So soft… Feels nice.”

“Shut up…”

“…Why? Did I do something wrong? Hehe~”

I placed both hands on either side of her head.

Then, with a slight flex of my arms, I pulled her toward my thighs.

At first, she looked puzzled, but soon relaxed into my touch.

“Haah… Seriously. You’re the worst.”

“Ghk, heh.”

Not even trying to argue now, huh?

Must be nice, getting everything you wanted…

My insides were boiling.

And so, Yena ended up lying on my thigh.

“…You said you were sleeping.”

“Mhm.”

“Close your eyes.”

“Mhm, they’re closed.”

“…No, they’re not. Wanna die?”

“Hehe. I don’t wanna die.”

More weird teasing.

Her gaze was downright perverted.

I brought my hands up and lightly covered her eyelids.

“Eek, can’t see.”

“Good. Don’t look.”

“Hehe~”

“Haah…”

Finally, I felt a little at ease.

Revenge. Just sleep already.

“You’re warm. Let’s stay like this.”

“Yeah, yeah. Sure.”

Had she already adjusted?

Yena seemed perfectly content, drifting off to sleep.

Only her jawline was visible, but that just made her pink lips stand out more—putting me in a weird mood.

Ugh, so annoying.

Annoying as hell.

Could she at least not be so pretty? Tch.

Those lips that had pressed against me, teased me relentlessly—

Now shut peacefully, resting.

I spent the time staring at them, filling my vision.

The whole time she slept, she wore a faint smile.

Like she’d accomplished everything she’d planned.

The gym grew hotter from the kids running around.

Yena slept through it all, undisturbed.

I unzipped my gym jacket to cool off.

If I made any mistakes,

One was moving my hand from Yena’s eyes.

The other was failing to watch this pervert because I was looking elsewhere.

While I was briefly distracted—

She had turned, now facing my stomach.

“Uh, Yena? Why…?”

Her lips brushed against the thin fabric of my shirt, right over my lower abdomen.

Her eyes were still closed.

“…Lick.”

“Kyah! H-hey…! What the hell are you—?!”

It was an absurd motion.

Her tongue stretched out, hooking under the hem of my shirt—

Then swish—up it went.

Bare skin, defenseless, lay exposed before her mouth.

“Hiiik!”

“Slurp, schllrp.”

“You—you’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you?!”

“Schlorp, mmmph…!”

There was no way this was sleepwalking.

Using her tongue to push my shirt up, then greedily sucking at my stomach—no way that was unconscious.

“Nngh…!”

A place no one had ever touched before was being licked, sucked, violated.

And since her head perfectly blocked the view, to anyone else, it’d just look like I was squirming for no reason.

“S-stop…! It feels weird…!”

Instinctively, my hands went to her head.

I pressed down cautiously, worried about being noticed—but her tongue only worked harder, making me regret it and loosen my grip.

This was insane.

I couldn’t even scream.

To everyone else, we were just close friends sharing a lap pillow.

My body trembled endlessly from the dizzying sensation I’d never felt before.

“S-stop messing around…! I feel really weird…!”

Just below my navel.

Every sticky press of her tongue made my thin abs twitch, muscles tensing.

“Hk—guh…”

Overwhelmed, I hastily covered my mouth with one hand.

I shut my eyes, trying to endure—but the lack of sight only amplified the feeling of her tongue. I opened them again.

Girls ran around, playing.

Maybe it was the mood.

I hadn’t paid attention before, but now—

Dodging balls.

Catching rebounds and throwing them.

Their chests bounced, swaying, seizing my vision.

Girls in tight gym uniforms.

Some maybe even bigger than me, their large breasts jiggling wildly as they ran.

I gulped.

Then—

Chomp.

A sharp pain from below forced my eyes shut again.

“Kgh—! Hng, wh-why…?!”

“Schlorp, lick.”

No way.

…Is she jealous right now?

Ah, no way, right?