163 - Wireless On**ole

Title: Web Tunnel - Web Novel Archive Chapter 163: Aren't We One? After speaking, I was taken aback by my own words. How must they feel to her, the listener? Surely, if any more, it wouldn't be less. "What...what? What did you say? Health Guardian?" Her voice was a mix of confusion and disbelief. Honestly, it was a word that slipped out unconsciously, without much thought. But what could I do? Once it was said, I had to carry through. -Yeah, I came out because I felt like my health was deteriorating lately. I tried to sound as cheerful as possible, but Han Che Ah simply picked up her phone and touched the screen. A very simple and short number. 112. I didn't mind if the police came, but an encounter like this from the start was difficult. An extreme measure had to be taken. Before her hand could press the call button, I slapped my own chest. "Ouch..! It hurts.." With a sharp sound, Han Che Ah shrieked, her eyes meeting mine filled with fear and pain. It seemed a side effect had occurred. But at least she stopped her actions; I immediately sent a telepathic message to calm her down. -I told you, I'm a health guardian that came out of your body? Just pause for a moment. "No, no, no. Wait. How can I believe that? And that feeling just now was..." -We're one, so of course. You just saw me not touching a single hair. The voice reaching your mind proves it. "That's true, but..." Sensing something strange, her words trailed off, as she studied me up and down. Not missing that moment, I presented another piece of evidence. - This body is just like yours. You can't often find a chest like this anywhere, can you? Actually, does it even exist? This chest is a real monster. "I'm not a monster." She immediately refuted, possibly because of a complex, and I chuckled softly, glancing down. A slight relief as conversation started to flow. Meanwhile, I took a closer look at her chest. Unbelievable size that prevents seeing one's own feet. I had heard about it on the internet, but seeing it in person felt different. If one could resist after seeing this, they're not human. I lifted a hand to support her chest. It wobbled slightly, distorting its shape, yet I felt no sensation. "Ugh..." But Han Che Ah seemed to think differently, making a small sound while looking at her own chest. When I squeezed firmly and moved up towards the nipples, she flinched. "Okay.. okay, I believe you, so stop for now." -You can speak informally with me since we're the same anyway. "...Fine. But you said your health became strange, that's why you came out? My body feels just as usual." I don't know either. Honestly, if Han Che Ah can live normally with her chest like this, she's robust. She definitely didn't seem weak. Yet, I needed to think. I racked my brain and recalled all the information I had. -You've been doing it a lot alone recently, haven't you? Your body's starting to feel the strain because it's too frequent. Han Che Ah averted her eyes, feeling guilty. It's crucial to push through now to build trust. I continued speaking, leaving no room for her thoughts. -It's okay to do it sometimes. It's normal as a human and it's a way to relieve stress. "Y-Yeah. It feels really great, and stress vanishes afterwards." -The problem is with using dildos and VR. You kept going until you climaxed several times each session, didn't you? "That..." -You did that before too. I was speaking at a rapid pace, then paused. This part contained 80% certainty and 20% conjecture. After organizing my thoughts, I spoke again. -You even skipped your convenience store shifts to do it, played with a rotor at the office, and continued at night until exhaustion put you to sleep. -Recently, you've become fond of anal, wanting to preserve your virginity by using the backdoor... That's something else. -Besides, look at your room. Can you call this a living space? Cleaning it would take all day. I can hear the crash of your lifestyle spiraling out of control from here. She hung her head low. It was all accurate, given she wasn't refuting anything. 'For one's private life, was I too harsh? I feel a bit guilty.' It pained me, but what's necessary must be done. Sensing she was almost swayed, I delivered a heavy final blow. -If this continues, you'll soon collapse from overwork and end up in the hospital. Various complications might ensue, and then who will manage the store? Your sister, Hee Jin? Mentioning Han Hee Jin briefly made Han Che Ah's expression turn serious. The quilt that was on her chest slipped down, but Han Che Ah seemed unconcerned. "So, what should I do now? You coming out indicates there's a solution, right?" -Reduce the frequency. Reset your daily routine to normal. "But... fine." She glanced at the dildo lying beside her but agreed immediately. Pleasure is great, but health is everyone's top priority. Yet, having brought Han Che Ah to this point, it would be wrong to force her back to her original state. I casually hinted at a potential compromise. -However, there's a compromise. "What is it?" -If you make it really intense when you do it, so much that your mind goes blank and you don't think of the next time, you'll find it satisfying. Just enough to pass out and fall asleep right after. "That's easy to say. How much preparation and energy does it take to achieve that... it’s the same thing then." -I can help with that. Pointing at my chest with confidence, I spoke. Well, it was Han Che Ah's chest, after all. Regardless, it seemed to have the desired effect as her eyes widened in inquiry. "You? Why? How?" - If the main body hurts, it's quite troublesome for me too. So, let me lend a hand. As for the method? No need to worry—you've felt it earlier, didn't you? As I kneaded her chest again, she shivered. Then, lowering my hand, I rubbed where her private part should be. "Ngh... don't rub so hard like that.." I thought I was being gentle. It must be sensitive and therefore painful. This body that doesn't sense anything feels quite inconvenient. After all, given how well-defined this skin and form stands before my eyes, there’s no real reason to maintain this state continuously. She seemed to fully believe in the idea of a health guardian by now. Though, to revert back to my original form, I'd need a reasonable excuse. What should I say this time? Utilizing the silence, I put my mind into full throttle mode. After sifting through a vast array of data, a suitable breakthrough emerged. If she had that kind of taste, it would be meaningless, but from what I've observed so far, there were no such indications. With confidence, I climbed onto the bed. Approaching Han Che Ah's side, I rubbed my chest against her arm and simultaneously licked her nape, sliding my hand between her thighs. "Ah... Mm..." Immediately, Han Che Ah responded with a sound. However, the way she pushed me away showed definite rejection. That was enough. Bingo. "Hold on a moment." -Why? I was trying to make you feel good. "It does feel good, but... getting it from myself..." -You don't like receiving affection from someone just like yourself, huh? "Uh... it's kinda like that." -I get it—being caressed by yourself isn't exactly pleasing, more like unnerving. I understand. The atmosphere drifted as I had hoped, and Han Che Ah cautiously spoke, riding that subtle current. "In that case, I guess I have to retract everything said so far. It's just physiologically difficult." -You don’t need to worry about that. I have a special ability. "Huh?" -Think about when I first appeared. I don't have a fixed form, so I can change my body freely. Watch carefully. I transformed back into my original body. The two masses blocking my view disappeared, and sensation returned. It was like a cramp that suddenly released, refreshing beyond mere words. "Kyaa... hang on... what's that?" As I reveled in the returned sensation, Han Che Ah let out a small scream. Though she covered her face with both hands, a fierce gaze peeked through her fingers. There was no doubt where that gaze was directed—my genitalia. Having been erect for a while, it was prominently displaying its 20cm length without reserve. As it twitched once, her pupils followed right along. Her instinct and will to not miss a single movement were evident. -First time seeing one? It's blue, so it's not even that realistic. "No... it's pulsing as if it's alive." -You’ve seen them plenty in VR; don't play coy. Though concerned she’d connect the dots, recalling seeing such models in VR, I brushed the thought aside. Even if it's blue, she'd surely notice quickly upon touching it. "But... it's so big... like those in adult films." -There are more people with large ones than you'd think, even around you. "Around me? I don't know anyone like that. Never seen anyone naked." -You do know one. The boy who works at the part-time job in store No. 2. "Wait... Woojin?" -Bingo. From those in your memory, he's the person you find most agreeable. What do you think? You’re not too put off, are you? If she outright rejected and told me to get rid of it, it could be mentally shocking. I focused on her lips, anxious. But instead of a direct answer, she mumbled to herself, surprised. "Woojin... is that big? No way..." Though my responsibilities swelled at this revelation, it seemed wise to have a backup prepared. Even if it’s just in shape and size, making them identical presents risks. -Of course, the body is identical—height, weight, even muscle. Not sure about here, though. "Didn't you just say Woojin's... size was large?" -People often think that’s the case with someone who looks like that. You still haven't seen it in reality, have you? "No." -So I modeled it almost matching the one you saw in VR. How is it? Do you like it? She started inspecting me from head to toe. Judging me, slowly. Her persistent gaze suggested I was scoring above passing. Eventually, she gave my genitalia a once-over before dipping her head again. Watching her earlobe turn red suggested she was harboring some peculiar imaginations. "Yeah... it's fine." -Then let this body help you. Nice to meet you, main body. "Nice to meet you too, health guardian." With a handshake, the atmosphere somewhat relaxed. Even Han Che Ah seemed less tense and brought up something she had been curious about. "Is there really no other way to communicate?" -Why? "Just... having my voice ring directly in my head isn't pleasant." -But you have such a lovely voice. Despite that, Han Che Ah didn’t seem to appreciate her own voice, much like those who are often self-critical. Though it was a gentle, soothing tone. -Then, for immersion's sake, I'll change it to Park Woojin's voice. Ah, microphone test. "...I've been thinking this from a while ago, you're me, right? Why do you feel so different personality-wise?" -If we were the same, it’d be boring, wouldn't it? Letting that slide, I rested a hand on her chest. My fingers sunk into it, warmly enveloping my hand. -How does it feel? Doesn’t it seem just like that part-time boy is touching you? "Stop making weird remarks... it just bothers me." -What’s the harm? As long as you keep it discreet in real life. "Still..." Feeling shy, Han Che Ah pulled back, but I moved in sync, continually massaging. "Ngh... haa..." With her eyes closed, feeling my touch, she looked incredibly endearing. Though I touched her plenty during her sleep and with VR on, seeing her react consciously truly was the best. -I’ll give you a little taste and help you out with solo play. Spread your legs for me.