Netorase Girlfriend

Today, too, morning has dawned without fail.

"Ah... I'm dying."

Last night, I had another hot night with Jiyoung. Not only was I tired, but my lower stomach was also really pulling.

I must have done it four times... I sighed as I felt like it wouldn't be strange at all if I felt dehydrated and collapsed at any moment.

In contrast,

Fresh root. Fresh root.

The expression on the face of this beautiful woman, Jiyoung, who was still sleeping next to me, was so bright that it almost glowed.

A situation where two people are polar opposites. The more they have sex, the more one of them dies and the other one survives. What kind of nonsense is this?

"Ugh."

I wanted to lie down again and lie down on my soft bed, but today was the first day of the semester at the university I had been waiting for but didn't want to go to, so I couldn't help it.

Well, there's still a lot of time left until 9 o'clock when first period starts, but I have to get up now because I have something to prepare.

"What, should I eat?"

In order to extend Jiyoung's blissful sleep even a little bit, who always tries to eat me up during the day and even more at night, I tried to prepare breakfast for two people by myself.

But I don't know what to eat.

Honestly, I wouldn't mind eating anything, but it was uncomfortable for me because I wanted to feed Jiyoung good food.

Because of that, I went to the bathroom, washed my face and hair, and came out still wondering what to eat.

"Ugh... Ramen is a bit like that."

I think simple ramen would be okay. But is it a little too much? My body is screaming that it's dying from exhaustion right now, so I'm suddenly drawn to ramen, which is relatively easy to cook.

No. No. Morning ramen? That could be fatal to my precious Jiyoung!

"Oh, I don't know. I'll just eat something simple."

Except for ramen, though.

Finally, feeling ashamed of all the time I had wasted, I put two eggs on the frying pan, took out the canned tuna and kimchi, placed them on the table, and scooped up the rice I had cooked yesterday but couldn't finish.

"Jiyoung~! Wake up."

After finishing all the preparations, I went into the room and gently shook Jiyoung's body to wake her up.

"Ugh... just a little bit."

"No. Today is a school day, isn't it?"

"Ah... school. Should I drop out?"

"Dropping out? What the..."

It's your first day of school and you're already thinking about dropping out? I couldn't hide my shock and was about to try to convince Jiyoung. But then I stopped talking, thinking that if it was Jiyoung... it wouldn't matter.

Of course, Jiyoung was pretty and tall, so she could have been a great success as a model, and she could have gone on to the entertainment industry or found another job, so she didn't necessarily need to go to college.

"Do you want to drop out?"

"No... I'm joking."

It didn't sound like a joke at all.

In response to my question, Jiyoung smiled faintly and reached out to stroke my cheek.

"Kiss me."

"okay."

Oh my, you're so cute.

She asked me to kiss her. I kissed her right away.

It was morning, so I was going to just kiss her and call it a day, but Jiyoung's hands were around my neck, and her tongue spread open my lips and entered.

"Phew... Let's eat."

The thin line connecting their lips stretched so long that it broke.

"huh..."

Until today, I had been sleeping in until 9 or 10 every day, so I understood that waking up this early was really strange and difficult.

Now that I think about it, it was a few months ago. How on earth did I wake up at that time in high school? It was just so bizarre.

Anyway, Jiyoung slowly got out of bed with her upper body straight, her eyes half-open.

"Go wash up and come out. I'm ready."

"okay..."

I guess that's enough. I left Jiyoung and went out of the room first, then headed back to the kitchen.

Once again, looking at the simple table set with rice and side dishes, I nodded and said that it would be fine.

"Haaam."

I lowered my buttocks onto the chair as if I was collapsing, and the comfortable feeling immediately made me fall asleep.

"Ah. I'm tired."

Having sex every day until dawn changed the time I wake up.

I wonder if I'll ever be able to adapt to college life.

Jiyoung is so pretty that there are a lot of people, both men and women, who want to be her friend without having to put in any effort, but I was different.

Even though I have a pretty and proud girlfriend named Jiyoung, I started to feel anxious about whether it would be possible to make new friends.

But I wasn't too worried because I had friends in high school that I was close with before I started dating Jiyoung.

I'm a loner who has no social skills and can only have two or three, or at most five, friends... I wonder if I, someone like that, will be able to make friends...

Ah. Somehow, the future seems to be drawn.

The sight of kids pestering Jiyoung, wanting to be friends, and me watching them right next to me.

Sob. So sad.

"Oh, you're out?"

While I was thinking about this and that, Jiyoung sat down on the chair in front of me, looking wet, as if she had just washed her face and hair.

"Next time, wake me up too... Let's prepare it together."

"No. I'm just doing it because I like it."

"still."

"No, no. Seriously. Come on. Let's eat."

After we started living together, preparing breakfast became my sole responsibility.

Jiyoung feels sorry and asks me to wake her up in the morning, but I can't do that.

Seeing Jiyoung, who hasn't woken up yet, is one of the greatest joys of my life, and seeing Jiyoung enjoy the food I prepared is also a happiness.

"Do whatever you want."

Jiyoung seemed to have given up on my stubbornness and picked up the spoon, refusing to listen to anything I said.

"It's delicious."

There was nothing special, just simple food, but Jiyoung said it was delicious and filled her hungry stomach.

When it was time to catch the bus to the school we had already found out about, we left the house after finishing all the preparations and headed to the bus stop.

When we started living here, we, no, Jiyoung, showed up early in the morning, right during school and work hours, and everyone's attention was drawn to the fact that such a pretty person lived nearby.

On the other hand, the parties involved don't seem to be very interested.

"Wow... It's really pretty."

"It must be plastic surgery..."

"Even if it's plastic surgery, it can't be like that, right?"

"Yeah, yeah."

The girls in their school uniforms, who still looked young, were gossiping about Jiyoung.

"Mom! That sister is so pretty!"

The child, who was walking while holding his mother's hand, pointed to Jiyoung with his hand, as if he was planning to drop her off at the kindergarten on his way to work.

"..."

The men just couldn't take their eyes off her.

"How much is left?"

"7 minutes. I'll be there soon."

Arriving at the bus stop, I looked at the bus information system and answered Jiyoung's question.

7 minutes. It seemed like just the right amount of time.

"Girlfriend?"

Jiyoung sat on the empty seat, leaning back and closing her eyes, probably still tired. As I was quietly watching her, an old woman approached me and spoke to me.

"Oh, yes. That's right."

"She look pretty."

"Right? Haha."

Ah, this sense of superiority as a male. It felt so good to see the men looking at me now with a mixture of envy and jealousy.

"How did you two meet?"

At the woman's question, the eyes and ears of the people who had been waiting for the bus turned to me.

Well, I guess it's curious. How an ordinary guy could date such a pretty girl.

But do I have to explain it again? It's annoying.

"We just met."

"okay?"

The lady looked like she wanted to ask something more, but she seemed to realize that the answer would be the same no matter how many more questions I asked her, given that I had only met her. She kept her mouth shut.

So the bus arrived.

"this."

There's no room. Jiyoung still seems tired.

"Excuse me... Would you like to sit down?"

A young man sitting next to me cautiously asked Jiyoung, who was following me half-asleep.

"Ah. Yes."

Jiyoung bit back, thinking, "That's right."

"thank you."

"Excuse me... Could you please give me your phone number?"

As soon as he sat down, the man immediately asked Jiyoung for her phone number.

But she turned her gaze towards me without even saying a word of rejection.

"Hoon-ah... It's hard. You sit down first."

"Huh, huh?"

"Sit down..."

"Oh, I see."

Suddenly, Jiyoung got up from her seat and sat me down, lowering her butt on top of me.

As I felt the soft texture from below, the little thing that had worked hard last night regained its energy and began to grow bigger little by little.

"What the... oh, man. I got out of the way for no reason."

The man who had finally given up his seat to Jiyoung, who was sitting on top of me with her eyes closed in an uncomfortable position, glared at me sharply with a rotting expression, as if he had stepped in poop.

What, what, you were the one who stepped aside? And in front of me, your boyfriend!

I did nothing wrong.

It was my fault for being so quick to act like a fool.

"Cool..."

Oh my god.

In this position, Jiyoung had already fallen asleep.

Even though I couldn't see Jiyoung sleeping because she was leaning against my back, I smiled because even the back of her head was pretty.

I wiggled my body to find a comfortable position for Jiyoung to sleep in, and supported her head with my hand.

And a few dozen minutes later, I arrived at the bus stop in front of the university, woke Jiyoung up, and got off the bus, leaving my hands and feet numb like crazy.