205 - Wireless On**ole

**Title: Let's Go Find Something Even Tastier in Episode 205** It was the peak of summer, early to mid-August. The blazing weather, dancing around 30 degrees Celsius, had many weeks left before it would come to an end. Though September was technically considered autumn, it often felt like an extension of summer. The main point is, it was still the season for short sleeves and shorts. This applied to Yoon Hye-yoon, who was wearing a dress. The warmth and soft skin felt beyond her right-hand reach. The dress was made of light summer fabric. "Oppa, is there anything specific you'd like to eat? Lunch is my treat." "You don't have to." "No, you've been covering most of the travel expenses. Compared to that, this is nothing. I want to thank you." She smiled broadly, saying it was fine. Her reaction made me want to tease her. "Really? Then can we go to an omakase place?" "O-okay... if that's what you want." Slowly lowering her lips, she discreetly pulled out her phone, tapping the screen to check something. A sideways glance revealed it was a banking app. I said it as a joke, but she was genuinely checking her balance. Is she too innocent, or does she just care that much about me? Probably the latter. She's usually sharp about such things. I stroked Yoon Hye-yoon's resolute form as I pointed forward. "Just a joke. How about we go grab some tonkatsu? Add some cold soba, and the heat will vanish." "Are you sure that's enough? We could eat something pricier..." "I'd love anything you buy, Hye-yoon. Plus, I'm really in the mood for tonkatsu." "Okay." As she responded, Yoon Hye-yoon glanced at me. Even as we moved toward a restaurant, she seemed hesitant, like she couldn't let go of something. A few more steps in, she hesitantly began to speak. "Oppa... do you want to go somewhere really nice?" "Where to?" "Omakase... I didn't get much allowance this vacation, but we can go somewhere reasonable." I casually mentioned it, but she held onto it. Isn’t she just adorable? "No, honestly, it was just a joke. You don’t have to worry." "But still..." "How about you buy me lunch and dessert, like ice cream? That sounds good, right?" When I firmly asserted she couldn't protest any further, she nodded. We entered the tonkatsu place, maintaining a closer distance than before. Cooling our heated bodies with the air conditioning, we sat down. "Whew... it's hot. Weren't you sweating, Hye-yoon?" "I did sweat a bit." Yoon Hye-yoon wiped her forehead with a tissue, while I placed my slightly sticky arm on the table. I intentionally closed the distance within a range where I could smell her. Though there was no discernible change in her face or actions thus far, both on the way here and now. Given her expressive face, I thought there'd be some hint of it. ‘I thought I sweated quite a bit...?’ Perhaps it wasn’t immediate but instead gradually intensified, heating her body without her even realizing it. I decided to watch a bit more. "Oh, right, Hye-yoon. Remember when your mom found out you had a boyfriend? How did that go?" "What? Oh... My dad still doesn’t know, and my mom hasn't mentioned it." "She asked to meet me, though. Should I call her?" "No, don’t." "Why not?" The curt response piqued my curiosity. Even if she'd just said no, I would have asked for the reason, but her reaction suggested something special. "Just because. I don't like interference." "Oh, you want to be alone with me? Keeping it a secret from your parents?" "Yes...right?" "So, you want to do something sneaky with me?" As I grinned mischievously, Yoon Hye-yoon slapped my hand and turned her head away. "Pervert! What are you thinking?" "I'm not thinking much. Just that I want to be with you, Hye-yoon." "...Just so you know, we're not doing it today." "Not doing what?" "Are you really asking because you don’t know?" "I'm asking because I don’t know." Feigning ignorance, I widened my eyes, prompting her to gently tap my knee with her foot. Then, after checking that there was no one nearby, she leaned forward. Like sharing a crucial secret, she covered her mouth with her hand. "S-s-s...s..." Whispering softly, she darted back into her seat, a bit embarrassed for having broached the topic in public. "Was being with me that unimpressive? Did you not enjoy it?" "Not at all... Quite the opposite. I liked it too much; that's the problem." "If you liked it, shouldn’t we do it?" "Well..." Yoon Hye-yoon looked upward, deep in thought. Swallowing hard, she continued. "Once we start, it goes on for hours. Afterward, I feel totally drained... The entire day just flies by." "I'll take it easy today." "Are you really an animal, Oppa? How long has it been since we came back from our trip, and you're already..." "Your body feels so good I want it all the time. I mean, daily..." "S-stop it!" Her insistence seemed even louder. As I laughed at her flushed face, the food we ordered arrived just in time. We paused our conversation and picked up our chopsticks. "Slurp..." As we ate contentedly, I pondered the new feature again. Despite being overcast the entire journey and sweating a lot, Yoon Hye-yoon remained unaffected. It seems like its purpose is for a more intense, body-drenching scenario. Thus, I decided to try experimenting with saliva this time. ‘But for saliva... a kiss seems the only option?’ Not that I mind. In fact, I'd welcome it with open arms. But for now, the goal was to test the level of effect, so I opted to refrain. Since kissing would surely heighten the mood and heat things up quickly. **Title: Contemplating the Best Approach** As I pondered the best method, Yoon Hye-yoon suddenly stood up from her seat. "Oppa, I'll be right back. Just need to use the restroom." "Alright. Take your time." Holding her stomach, she headed outside the shop. As I glanced around, I noticed her half-empty glass of water. My brain's databanks activated: a kiss, a water glass, and an empty seat. 'Would an indirect kiss work?' Quickly concluding my calculation, I grabbed her glass. I aligned my lips with hers, spreading my saliva evenly inside. To onlookers, it might seem perverse, but for me, it was a golden opportunity. It couldn't be helped if misunderstandings arose. Tap. After completing my mission, I returned it to its place and casually wiped my mouth before picking up my chopsticks. As I acted as if nothing had happened, a shadow returned to my side. Yoon Hye-yoon shook her wet hands off before sitting down again, wearing a slight smile. "I suddenly had a stomachache. Hehe." "That happens. Here, have some water." "Thank you." She drank without suspicion, pressing her lips to the very spot where I had applied my saliva. Her throat bobbed, detailing the journey of the liquid. A little while later, with full stomachs, we left the shop. She had just finished settling the bill at the counter, including my portion, as promised. "Thank you~" She tucked her wallet away and came to stand beside me, immediately linking arms. There was something undeniably closer about her. The area of contact with her soft chest had increased. "Oppa, let's go. You wanted ice cream, right?" "Sure." Her voice was subtly sweetened, her gaze sticky. Whereas before I had detected nothing, a clear shift was now unmistakable. Surely a few swigs of saliva couldn't have caused such a change. 'Perhaps the effect was always there, and she was just suppressing it?' What had been on the verge of activation through sweat seemed to be unleashed by the saliva, acting as a trigger. Despite her insistence that nothing racy would happen today, her growing desire and attempts to seduce indicated otherwise. The clinging to my arm grew stronger as we headed toward the ice cream parlor. "Hye-yoon, aren't you hot?" "Oh... it's fine." "But you're sweating so much. Let's cool down with some ice cream." I dabbed her forehead with a tissue, removing her sweat and discreetly depositing some of mine. "Ugh..." I felt a bit guilty treating her like a lab rat, but it was necessary. Observing her reaction was crucial since she was unaware of the drug's true nature, and I hoped she'd endure it for today. "Hye-yoon." "Yes...?" "Are you planning to hit the gym today?" "No... I worked out a lot over the weekend, so I want to rest." "I see. I'll go by myself then. Can't be helped." "Doesn't that tire you?" "Not at all. Actually, I'm so restless I can't sit still." "Really...?" I gently withdrew my arm from her chest's grip and proceeded to the counter. I ordered ice cream, giving her one of the two in my hands. In the brief time I hadn't seen her, her face had turned a shade redder, her breath more intense. At this point, even a fool couldn't ignore the change. Faced across the table, we began to scoop the ice cream. Yoon Hye-yoon reached for my hand, sparking conversation. "Oppa, what did you do yesterday? You seemed so worn out from the trip that you probably slept all day..." "I did sleep a lot." "Because I couldn't sleep until late at night, I just passed out when I got home..." "You still tired?" "I'm fine now. I feel like I could handle anything..." Her voice carried a suggestive undertone. She continued to bring up the trip, sending subliminal messages through her fidgety movements. "Mmm..." While eating, her eyes remained fixed on me, filled with longing. Her slightly glazed eyes looked so helpless and yearning. I decided to go in for the decisive move. Scooping some ice cream with the spoon I was using, I held it up toward Yoon Hye-yoon's mouth. "Hye-yoon. Say ah." "Huh?" "I'll feed you a bite." "But... what if someone sees..." "There's no one around. Quickly." With renewed urgency, I prompted her to brush aside her hair, opening her mouth. Her tongue, as if performing a seductive act, expertly licked the spoon clean, tasting the ice cream. "Mm... Mmm..." The sensual moans seemed more suited to another context. As she savored, eyes closed, she suddenly shook with a vibrant shiver. With a soft whimper, she whispered, "Oppa... let's go now." "But we haven't finished." "This is enough... Let's go find something tastier." "What kind?" Instead of answering, Yoon Hye-yoon conveyed it through her actions. She subtly pulled down the front of her top, revealing a radiant glimpse of her collarbone under the fluorescent light, hinting at her intentions.