169 - Wireless On**ole

Title: [Chapter 169] Hide and Seek "Didn't she say she'd be back by the afternoon?" "That's what I thought... Anyway, this isn't the time. Hide quickly!" Shin Ah Young hurriedly shoved the lingerie scattered on the bed into a corner of the wardrobe and grabbed a fresh set of clothes. Meanwhile, I frantically searched for a place to hide. But was there even a place to hide in this small studio? Hiding under the bed seemed like something out of a cartoon. Its legs were too low for me to fit underneath. 'Then the only option is...' The bathroom. I swiftly gathered my clothes and retreated inside. Shin Ah Young glanced at me, pressing a finger to her lips. "Whatever you do, don't make a sound. I'll try to get them out quickly." "Got it." Vrrr. Vrrr. Just then, a vibration came from the phone. Having received no reply from inside, her parents had called. Yoon Hye Yoon cleared her throat a few times and answered in a just-awoken voice. "Uh... Mom? What's going on?" "%^%$$&**%%$" "You're already here? I... I just woke up and didn't hear you. Hold on." After exchanging a few words, she came into the bathroom. "I'm turning off the lights and closing the door, so hold onto something. They're really coming in now." "Don't worry." "It's not just worry, you might actually get caught." Her serious expression made me break into a cold sweat. "Just keep your parents from coming into the bathroom." "I'll do my best." As she left and the darkness began to close in, I activated an avatar and sent it outside. Since she knew I was here, I could control it even with the door closed. I needed to keep an eye on the situation to feel at ease. Creak. The front door opened, marking the start of this life-and-death game of hide and seek. "You got here really quickly, Mom and Dad!" "We couldn't just sit around knowing our daughter was hurt." "But you said you'd come in the afternoon." "No, we couldn't wait that long." A striking middle-aged man, appearing around 180cm tall, walked in. Though he carried an air of dignity as he opened the door, the moment he saw his daughter, his lips curled into a smile. He was unmistakably a doting father. "I was going to drive, but your mother insisted on taking the train." "Then at least let me know sooner. I had no idea." "We didn't want to disturb you early in the morning, so we called an hour before we arrived, but you didn't pick up." "Ugh... What can you do?" Would Yoon Hye Yoon look like that when she ages? If you rid her face of wrinkles, they could easily pass as sisters, such a youthful middle-aged woman. The moment I saw her parents, I couldn't help but be amazed. With such attractive people as her parents, it was no wonder someone as beautiful as Yoon Hye Yoon existed. "Can we head out now?" "Let me see that finger first. How did you get hurt?" "It slipped while I was working out. Apparently, the ligament is slightly strained." "Be careful. I don't mind you exercising, but be cautious next time." "Yes, yes." My hopes of them leaving immediately were dashed as her parents took off their shoes and entered the room. Yoon Hye Yoon's heart began to race faster. "What is that smell? The windows are all closed." "Oh...! That's because there are a lot of bugs, so I had to keep them shut. And I just woke up, so I forgot to ventilate..." Her father sat on the bed, glancing at it before commenting. "Shouldn't you turn on the air conditioner? The bed is all damp; it looks like you've been sweating all night." "Dad! How can you just sit on your grown daughter's bed like that?" Yoon Hye Yoon forcibly pulled her father up, making him chuckle sheepishly as he stood. He glanced around the room. "Have you packed everything you need?" "I just need to grab my laptop. Everything else is at home." "Then why are you so anxious? Are you hiding something?" "No, there's nothing to hide from you and Mom." "Right?" As she hurriedly explained, she suddenly closed her legs tightly. Curious as to what was going on, I looked down to understand immediately. Her body wasn't able to contain the remnants of our evening together, and it began to trickle out against the force of gravity. "Why are you acting like that? Are you feeling sick?" "No, my stomach just hurts... Anyway, please wait outside. I'll finish up quickly." "Take your time. We'll wait here." "No, no, no. The room isn't soundproof, and I need to change clothes..." With that, Yoon Hye Yoon forcibly ushered her mother to the door, who smiled and gave her father a light poke. "Let's wait outside. It's uncomfortable to invade her personal space." "Alright. And there's no luggage, right?" "Yes, Dad." "We'll wait for about 10 minutes, so come out quickly." "Okay." As the door closed, Yoon Hye Yoon let out a deep breath. She turned on the bathroom light and called for me. "Oppa, I managed to get them out for now." "That's a relief. It doesn't seem like they noticed... So are you leaving right away?" "Probably after I change clothes." "Make sure to heal your finger and get some rest." I hugged her, patting her back. Yoon Hye Yoon exhaled contentedly, lifting her face for a kiss, before letting me go. "Come out in about 20 minutes." "Okay." As she put on her shoes, Yoon Hye Yoon waved goodbye. But her expression hardened when she noticed something next to her. "Oppa… did you hide the shoes too?" "What?" I hadn't hidden them, or at least I hadn't thought about the shoes in the rush. Seeing no answer from me, Yoon Hye Yoon forced a smile. "Oh... they must not have seen them, right?" "Sorry, I was too flustered to think of everything." "It's okay. I didn't notice it either. Even if they did see them, I'll just say they're new." She tapped her toes against the floor and spun around. "I'm really going now. Keep in touch." "Okay." Creak. Left alone in the room, I stared at the shoes, lost in thought. Having left behind a trace made me uneasy, but what could I do now? I glanced around the room and began tidying up. Since I would be away for a few days, I wanted to leave the place clean. I started the washing machine and opened the windows for ventilation. Without knowing the password to the room, I figured I’d stay at least until the laundry was done. Once I finished my tasks, I sat on the bed, when a call came in from an unfamiliar number. I was tempted to ignore it, but the last few digits felt familiar. “They’re the same last digits as Hye Yoon’s number... Could it be?” Often, family members have similar or identical last digits in their phone numbers. So, this might be... I swallowed nervously and answered the call. "Hello?" "Oh my, you have a nice voice. Hello, this is Hye Yoon's mother. Do you have a moment to talk?" "Yes, of course." "Are you by any chance Hye Yoon’s boyfriend?" The directness of her question pierced straight through. There was no point in denying it, given she already had my number. Hye Yoon must have given it to her. "...Yes, that’s me." "Somehow, I had a feeling lately that there was something different with Hye Yoon. Ah! Don’t worry, I haven’t told her father." That was a relief. I could almost hear Yoon Hye Yoon in the background saying, “Mom, what are you doing?” "He's such a doting father. If he found out, who knows how he’d react." "I'm sorry." "No, I didn’t call to get an apology. Hye Yoon is an adult, and she’s living independently. We expected something like this. I just wanted to say take good care of her." She laughed and continued. "The moment I entered her place, I could sense it—the messy room, the strange scent, and those oversized shoes. Plus, Hye Yoon’s been looking even better lately, so I drew my conclusion." Turns out, the shoes were key. Why hadn’t I thought of that? Just as I was about to reply, I heard a loud noise over the phone. "Well... the train is here, so I have to hang up. Please take good care of Hye Yoon, and maybe we’ll meet face to face one day." "Understood. Have a safe trip." The call ended. Though I hadn’t met her in person, it felt good to have her approval. Of course, she might feel differently if she knew about the other women in my life. The scope of things suddenly felt larger. The beeping sound from the finished laundry brought me back to reality. * Later, I got a call from Hye Yoon that clarified everything. While her dad went for a smoke, her mom approached her with questions. Although she tried to deny it, the mounting evidence led her to confess and give my number. She mentioned they planned to stay for about five days. While reviewing our text exchanges, another call came in. It was from Shin Ah Young. "Hello?" "Oppa?" "Hey, Ah Young. Today’s the last day of your modeling gig, right? When are you heading out?" "You don’t have to come with me today." "Why? Are we not going on a date afterward?" "Today’s the last day, so they said it might go longer than usual. You’d end up waiting for more than six hours." Much as I liked Ah Young, sitting around for six hours was too much. The shoot was scheduled to start at 2 PM, after lunch, meaning the earliest it’d finish would be around 8 PM. "It does seem a bit late for a date." "Right? But next week, we’re going to that pension, so I can bear one day." Ah Young’s voice was filled with longing as she rustled around, likely having switched to speaker mode, given how loud it was. "I’ll accompany you with an avatar instead. That way, I can still be by your side." "That means a lot. Just having you there gives me strength. Anyway, I need to get ready now, so I’ll go." "Alright, see you later." With a pecking sound, the call ended. I set my phone aside and took out the large onahole. Thinking about Ah Young invoked her shifting physique. It had been a while since I used this while thinking of her. Even if real sex is wonderful, each has its own perks and drawbacks. For instance, using the onahole allowed me to do things discreetly, leaving no visible trace. Even though I had layers of clothing on, this tool was irresistible. I switched to voyeur mode while maintaining transparency. "Hmm... What should I wear today?" In front of the mirror, Shin Ah Young was picking out clothes. Though she had a lot laid out, she seemed to have already made up her mind and quickly picked a few items. "There's no date with oppa today, so I can dress casually." She chose an oversized boxy tee and navy shorts. Despite her casual choice, she looked stunning. Especially that billowy top that couldn’t hide her figure. The urge to touch her was almost overpowering. Yet, I held back for the surprise party. Just a little longer. A short while later, she left the house and headed to the subway station. It was busier inside than usually since it was the weekend. Soon, a train stopped in front of her accompanied by the usual announcements. People poured out, only to be replaced by a new wave. Shin Ah Young squeezed herself on, opting to stand by the door. Balancing herself to avoid falling, she reached for her phone. That’s when a hand lightly touched her rear.