248 - Wireless On**ole

Wireless Connection: Indulging Alone with a Toy - Episode 248 > Bunny Books Episode 248: Did You Enjoy It or Not? She stayed silent as if savoring the lingering sensations. Instead, her body spoke for her, rapidly contracting and relaxing, conveying her current state. "Hah...uhh...ha!" Her lower body jerked upwards, clenching tightly around my fingers. The movement caused her chest to shake, and an undeniable moan escaped her lips. The heat inside was intense and sticky. Before I risked burning my fingers, I decided to pull them out. "Hah!" As I began to remove them, Han Hee-jin’s hips rose again, ready to release. How sensitive could she be? "Wow, you’re really responsive, aren’t you?" "I... I don’t know..." "If you climaxed together with me, I wouldn’t know it. I haven’t even reached the point of no return." She probably realized that when I was close, there would be unmistakable signs—such as the slight throb and enlargement of certain areas. Perhaps feeling frustrated by this, Han Hee-jin bit her lip and turned away. “So... was I not good? Sorry, I didn’t manage to bring you to climax.” "It's not a small feat, you know." Did she think I was that easy? But there was no time to dwell on it. Suddenly, the atmosphere around her became markedly somber. Through her covered arms, I caught a glimpse of tears. At this point, I was more confused than ever. It didn’t seem like she was crying out of joy; more, it seemed like she was lamenting a loss. 'Why though?' As I was pondering, Han Hee-jin removed my fingers by herself. She then tried to distance herself by getting up. "Where do you think you’re going? We haven’t even discussed the wish for winning the bet yet." “Is it okay if it's me...?" "What are you talking about? You're pretending to be sad to escape because you lost, aren’t you?" “No... that's not it..." She hesitated, indecisively. Frustrated, I grabbed her arm to pull it away from her face. Tears were surprisingly abundant around her eyes. Embarrassed, she tightly shut her eyes. "Why are you crying?" "I'm not." "Your face and voice are a clear giveaway, so why lie?" Despite her haste to erase the traces, my grip on her arm prevented it, leaving her merely turning her head away. Maintaining that posture, she slowly began to speak. "I’m not good enough, am I? I thought I'd be the best at making you feel good, but I wasn’t..." With that, Han Hee-jin buried her face into the pillow, giving a small sob, and I gently let go of her arm. 'Why does she seem so cute doing this?' After hearing her words, everything made sense. She likely had strong confidence in her body, and her plan to seduce me shattered in every aspect. Realizing the context made me want to laugh. I decided to boost her confidence a bit. “Hey, sit up.” “No...” “You didn’t even give it your all, so why so downcast? Besides, your hands were pretty skillful, so have some confidence.” “Really?” Our eyes met briefly. I shouldn’t think this way, but her tearful face was somewhat endearing. Perhaps it's because of the vulnerability her defenses revealed. I patted her head once and then moved downward. After our outdoor escapade at the playground, I hadn't revisited this place. Parting her thighs, my tongue ventured. “Ah... where are you licking...?” “When I felt inside earlier, it was really tight and pleasurable.” “Haang... really...?” “Mhm.” After teasing around the edges, I thrust my tongue inside. The salty sweetness of her nectar. I pressed onward to devour every bit clinging to her walls, her inner muscles clenched against the intrusion. “W-wait...!” “Not good?” “No... it feels too good.” Accepting the sensation, she spread herself wider. My tongue delved deeper with a firm breath. Seeking the source, I probed into her depths, the thick scent of a woman filled my senses. “Hah...! Mmm... over there...” Gently guiding my head, she led me to the spots that sent her spinning. I wanted to oblige her pleased sounds. With one hand on her clitoris, I stimulated inside and out simultaneously. Her thighs quivered, spilling more essence. “Haa...! Ngh...! Ahh...” When I peered up, her face had completely softened, as if she was floating in bliss. Her unfocused eyes indicated she wasn't aware I was watching. Seeing her thoroughly undone, I pulled away. Immediately, Han Hee-jin let out a longing gasp, craving the vanished pleasure. Pushing her hips forward, she silently begged for more. I longed to indulge her, but we had come to this point. "Hee-jin." "Ah...! Yes?" "If I give you another chance, do you want to try properly?" "What chance?" As I said her name, Han Hee-jin grinned shyly, her cheeks warming. Her voice was softer. "Honestly, my experience and finger size gave me an unfair advantage." "I-I guess so." “So this time, let’s make it truly fair, down here... how does that sound?” Teasing her entrance with a slight nudge, I maintained a tantalizing distance. *squish...* The distinct sound filled the room. As I repeated the action until she responded, her face flushed deeper. “…The rules are the same as before, right?” “Exactly.” "Alright. But put this on." She took a basic condom provided by the motel and offered it to me. “This time, I’ll win… If you finish inside, be sure to wear it.” “I’m confident I’ll win.” “You want me to become a mom at 20?” “If you get pregnant now, you’d give birth next year, so you’d be 21.” “Oh, stop it.” With a playful jest, she raised a middle finger with a smirk. It was delightful to see her back to herself. Instead of taking the condom, I presented her with my readiness. A shadow fell across her face. “Honestly... it really is big.” "I'm going to give it to you real good with this, just wait." “You can't say that, you're more likely to finish too quickly, like someone inexperienced.” “I’ll make sure you can’t say that word after today.” In the midst of exchanging playful banter, Han Hee-jin attempted to roll a condom over the tip of my length. Contrary to her expectations, it wasn’t a task easily achieved, resulting in a bit of a struggle. It was understandable; after all, it was a standard size. The length didn’t quite reach the base, and the tight fit didn’t compensate entirely for the thickness, clinging so snugly that the shape was clearly visible. "It really does look like a proper tool now." "Soon it’ll be the one stirring up your world," I remarked as I proudly displayed my anticipation and moved back down. Her legs remained open, as if waiting for what was to come next. Between them lay her glistening entrance, drenched in anticipation. Positioning myself above her, I took hold of her thighs to ensure she couldn’t escape. *squelch* Aligning the head with the entrance, I gently pushed my hips forward without hesitation this time. "Haaa....uh! Hnng...!" I could feel the searing warmth past the thin barrier. While it lacked the sensitivity of the previous night’s experience with a 0.01mm, it sufficed. This wasn't a fleeting encounter, after all. "Are you alright?" "You can push more in." "I’m pretty big, it might be tough for a first-timer." Despite having had intimate moments with her, I feigned ignorance. Han Hee-jin deliberated briefly before responding casually. "Well, I practiced with a dildo, so it should be okay." "Dildo? Playing solo with an extra-large one, huh?" Something about her quietly muttered words—“though it’s a living dildo”—made my heart skip, though my face remained neutral. 'Come to think of it, neither of us reached out since she declared she'd win me over.' Her phone had been quiet since that day, making me feel oddly pleased. "Alright then, I'll push in more. Relax." The sight of her belly subtly reshaping around my length as it filled her tightness was visible. Although small, the bulge protruded noticeably. As I pressed against her cervix, the throbbing response increased. "Haahuu... it’s seriously huge..." "You’ve known that since you pleasured it by hand, why act surprised?" "Touching it isn’t the same as having it inside, is it?" "And how does it feel?" "So big." Han Hee-jin laughed, squeezing tightly around me, seemingly confident after training in semi-transparency mode. "I’ll break that composure soon enough, clench tight." I began with a gentle tap on her cervix before pulling my hips back. "Haa...! Nngh..." Her expression scrunched as pleasure swept in, far from discomfort. Her eyes glazed over, a smile stretching her lips, confirming her state. Even with the barrier, this level of enjoyment now made me curious how far she might unravel next. I took hold of her hands, weaving our fingers together, pulling her towards me. Her inner walls responded aggressively. "Hnng! Hah...! Mm... Ahh!" Her chest swayed between her arms, unable to conceal the ecstatic cries from her parted lips. "Feels good here?" "Hah! Kyaa! I-I don’t know...!" "Don’t play dumb. I’m hitting the very spot that made you overflow earlier." Sure enough, it was the G-spot. Her inner muscles quaked, trying to grip me tighter. Showing this vulnerability only spurred my urge to tease further. I thrust forcefully until our pelvic bones clashed, eliciting more of her essence to escape, soaking us both. Despite her attempts to evade the overwhelming pleasure, she couldn’t overcome my hold. "Haa! Nngh! W-wait...! I’m going again..." "Already? Hold on a little longer." "How can I...! Ngh! I’m coming...!" Her head arched back, her spine lifting off the bed. Without breaking rhythm, I stayed entwined, her hot fluids splashing against my chest from the ensuing cry. "Kyaah...! Haah...! Hhhah!" "You really are sensitive, aren't you?" "Haah...! Unfair." "What’s unfair this time?" Perhaps speaking without thought, Han Hee-jin fell silent, prompting me to lean down and formally continue. "So, do you admit I won?" "Mmm..." Prodded by the rhythmic pressure against her walls, she finally conceded with a soft declaration. "I lost... completely." Wireless Connection: Indulging Alone with a Toy - Episode 249 > Bunny Books Episode 249: Call Me Master for a Week, You Amusing Toy Han Hee-jin, still caught in the afterglow of climax, answered with a dazed expression. Indeed, pure honesty emerges when one is left utterly breathless. "Are you sure you lost?" "Definitely... haa...!" For additional assurance, I nudged against her womb once more. While it felt like enough, a more reliable testimony wouldn’t hurt. Given her playful nature, she could easily feign ignorance later. "Alright. But I’m not entirely convinced yet. The ongoing bet gives me little confidence." "I told you I lost... ugh..." "Mind if I get some proof?" "What kind of proof...?" I grabbed the phone I’d left nearby. While ideally, I’d record a surrendering video, that seemed overly ambitious. Instead, I had a more modest, clear approach: a recording. "I'll just record you. Promise to obey everything I say for a week." "Ugh... Were you into these kinds of things? Such a pervert!" "You turned me into this. I didn’t start with such tastes." "...Fine. But after a week, you must delete it." "I’ll do it right in front of you. Is that okay?" "Deal." With our agreement sealed, I held the phone’s microphone close to her mouth. What declaration would she offer, I wondered? "...I promise to follow Woo-jin oppa's commands for the next week." "Too bland. State clearly who you are, why, and what you’ll do, following the six fundamental questions." "You’re thorough, huh? Do you really not trust me?" "It's just insurance." Shrugging, Han Hee-jin exhaled heavily, closing her eyes with resignation. She took a moment to gather her thoughts, then brought her face close to the phone with a slightly pouty expression. "Wait, let me check it with you first." "I, Han Hee-jin, promise to listen to Woo-jin oppa's words diligently for a week starting from August xx at oo motel, due to my loss in the competition." "That's Han Hee-jin for you. Only had to hear it once and understood perfectly." "...I don’t really like being praised for something like this." "Hey, just take it as a good thing." And with that, I had successfully gathered evidence. After reciting the unusual declaration, Han Hee-jin fanned herself to cool down. I replayed the recording for her on speaker mode. "Do you really have to play it again?" "We need to confirm this to avoid any misunderstandings later." After hearing her clear and somewhat embarrassed voice, I put the phone aside. Getting serious again, her expression grew tense waiting for my next move. "Alright, I’ll give you the first command." "Command? You really like making it sound grand." Ignoring Han Hee-jin’s smirk, I continued. "From now on, address me as Master." "That's eas... What, what?" "Didn't catch that? When we're alone, call me Master." "..." Dumbfounded, she only gaped silently. But knowing her true nature, I could tell. Despite her outward reluctance, a part of her secretly enjoyed it. Perhaps this was the perfect gift for a hidden masochist with a craving for affection. "Okay, Master." "What kind of attitude is that?" "Got it, Master." Though she used formal speech, her tone was unchanged. It was as if dealing with a rebellious maid reluctantly showing respect. Nonetheless, this had its own charm. I leaned over her, aligning myself at her entrance. Embracing her waist and drawing her close, I whispered in her flushed ear. "I won’t stop until I finish, so brace yourself." "Do as you… wish." She at least added "sir" at the end. As I bit her earlobe lightly, I thrust fully inside. "Aah...! Haa...!" "Was that too intense for your inexperienced self?" "It’s... not." "Really? Tell me every time you climax, and afterward, I'll ask for a count—so keep track." "You’re such a pervert." Did I hear an off-word there, or was it just my imagination? A little dominance early on might help correct those habits. I began short, brisk thrusts against her cervix. Despite the tightness, the excessive lubrication allowed smooth movement. "Hng...uh...ah...! Ooh..." Her already tight interior tightened further, applying pressure akin to a condom about to slip off. Her instincts had her contracting around my tip, as if pleading for a release of seed. Where had she learned such things? Increasing the pace, I drew back for a lengthy withdrawal. Her labored breathy moans pierced my ears. Her legs occasionally lifted skyward, trembling. "Heuk...ngh...haah! Gah...!" "Does it feel good?" "It does..." "How quickly you became compliant. Is my size that enjoyable?" She started to retort but changed her tone, conceding. It wasn’t the perfect answer, but it was a start. "Hah...! Ugh...gah..." Relentlessly pounding away until climax, I finally released her wrists. Placing the used protection atop her heaving stomach. "See? Your sensitivity brought this about." "So what?" "It means be proud of yourself, for your sensitivity." "Can’t you not use that term?" "If you hated it, you shouldn't have lost the bet." She seemed particularly put off by the term. Resting my length on her abdomen, I tore open another condom wrapper. "Turn around." "What are you...doing?" "Missionary can get monotonous. Don’t you want to try something different?" While face-to-face was nice, for this occasion, something she liked. Understanding, she compliantly turned over. Hugging the pillow, she raised her hips high. A perfect position for a rear entry, her inviting glow shimmering with a playful aroma. Her movements beckoned for more, teasing for the action to begin. "Gah!" "You enjoy being spanked too, right?" "I do... Master, I like it when you spank me." Skin rippled with every slap. Holding her waist firmly, I eased myself into her inviting heat. "Haa! Hngh...! Wow...like this." Thrusting as I spanked, a delightful symphony of moans and cries filled the room, each more pleasure-ridden than the last. Every impact had her gripping me tightly, her other half visibly contracting. Forcing my length deeper, I enveloped her. "Keep your hips up." "Yes...Master." "If you feel close, say so." Issuing precautions, I continued with deliberate force. Smack...smack...smack... Time’s passage blurred, with only the slapping and endless chorus playing on. Even amidst this, Han Hee-jin faithfully complied, raising her hips high, adapting to the rhythm. Embracing my movements, she began grinding against me herself, seeking fulfillment. "M-Master! I..." Rubbing against her upper wall, her body suddenly suspended. Her legs stretched taut, signifying rigidness. Simultaneously, the tremble within overwhelmed me as another flood pushed past. "Hhnng...! Hoo...! Haah..." Her cries echoed loudly, but the splattering upon the sheets was unavoidable. Just how fiercely had she let go? "You just climaxed, didn’t you?" "I came three times..." she admitted softly. "Good, you're getting the hang of responding properly. Now, tighten up, I'm about to finish soon," I instructed. Following the guidance I had given during her first climax, she complied beautifully. Watching her flushed behind, I increased my pace. I felt the surge traveling up from my core, culminating in release. --- In the aftermath, breathing heavily as her consciousness gradually returned, Han Hee-jin's mind was a blank slate. The only sensations she could process were the firm muscles pressed against her and the slickness of sweat-drenched skin. Despite the sticky aftermath, she reveled in the evidence of their intense union. 'To think, it was with him,' she mused, reflecting on how she had managed to convince him throughout their interactions. Not being tossed aside midway perhaps meant something more than mere physicality for him? She allowed herself a moment of fanciful hope as she shut her eyes, feeling his fullness still within. 'The size that fills me completely, the stamina that seems endless, and even the skill... the best,' she thought. It was clearer why he had multiple girlfriends—one taste of such an experience, and no woman could leave. Her body was still buzzing from the electrifying surges that had assailed her mid-act, and even now, remnants of pleasure sparked delightful shivers through her. The adeptness with which he seemed to ensnare any woman in his orbit was entirely understandable. Even comparing past experiences, hers with her ex paled in comparison. There might have been similarities, but Woo-jin oppa was undeniably more pleasurable. His remarkable size, reaching deep enough to embrace the end of her soul, and the reassuringly tight embrace during climax—it all felt reminiscent but superior. 'Must be my imagination. I doubt he'd use those methods when he could have anyone.' Shaking her head to dispel unnecessary thoughts, she buried her face into the pillow. A large hand settled tenderly atop her crown. "I've used up all the standard condoms; I'll run out and get more. Just rest for now." Whispering intimately, his voice was far more gentle. A stark contrast to that other guy. The warmth left her, making her shiver from its absence, so she wrapped herself in a blanket instead. Lying beneath the covers, fragments of her musings returned. 'Then again... the other guy who filmed videos and oppa who recorded voices... such overlapping tastes? Are all men like this?' She reasoned it was likely a point of pride, having been with someone as pretty as her. Downplaying its significance, she eagerly awaited oppa's return. Wireless Connection: Indulging Alone with a Toy - Episode 250 > Bunny Books Episode 250: 1000 Points Major Update and Conditions "Go rest up, I'll see you at the convenience store later," she said, bidding farewell. "You rest well too, Master." Han Hee-jin, adopting a peculiar manner befitting an old soul, waved as she massaged her lower back. I saw her off, turned, and began to stroll under the dimming night sky. It was currently 8 PM. We had used three more condoms after that and only left the motel after dining together, walking her home to the vicinity of her home. With her working tomorrow and with Cha-a noona around, there would be no chance of staying overnight. It was only right to part here. "Next time, it would be nice without a condom." Despite opting for the thinnest kind, the sensation still felt halved at times. Yet Han Hee-jin, amidst tears and pleas, had been a thrilling sight at the end, tightly embracing me with whimpering gasps. Given her sensitivity relative to the others, I wondered how she'd manage further encounters. Hopefully, without fainting. 'In any case, today marks the day I've had all four registered in the app.' While gratifying, a sense of bittersweetness lingered. It seemed like the end of those odd escapades with the transparency mode. Technically, I could appear any time, but discretion was key. I hadn’t contacted Han Chae-a or Han Hee-jin in over a week, which hinted at a shift in priorities. Still, knowing they dedicated more attention to the real me was pleasing. I considered sending Han Hee-jin a "get home safely" message on KakaoTalk and pulled out my phone. A sudden brightness caught my attention—a blaring notification awaited my click. [1000-Point Major Update Announcement] Finally, 1000 points. Delving into the app: -Congratulations, Member Park Woo-jin! You've reached the symbolic milestone of 1000 points. In honor of this milestone, a major update is ready. Review it carefully before you confirm your choice. With numerous changes, direct application required a manual update. This aspect was agreeable. I paused my walk, found a bench, and attentively reviewed: [Simultaneous Connections] This feature allows up to five concurrent connections, as previously inquired! Enjoy unparalleled sensations, but take care not to overextend yourself. [Nerve Enhancement] Managing multiple avatars or simultaneous connections is complex. While stationary control is manageable, adding the main body amps the challenge. To assist, this feature enhances neurological function. [Acknowledging previously hinted extras: certain delightful experiences with female bodies remain accessible.] [Increased Semen Production and Fatigue Reduction] Semen volume has increased from 20% to 40%. Fatigue reduction has improved from 30% to 50%. [Contraceptive Function] Previously available only through the app, the contraception ON/OFF option can now be applied physically. Say goodbye to thin rubber barriers with someone you love! [Semen Recovery] With enhanced vigor, your partners may find it tough to keep up. An absorbing compound within received semen will help restore stamina. Now, enjoy longer and more spirited connections! "....." The update certainly lived up to the "major update" label, containing substantial features that were undeniably advantageous. Each feature held benefits, yet the surprises didn’t end there. As I scrolled further, a completely unexpected section title appeared. [Female Upgrade] Female upgrade? Could such a thing be possible? Considering it was related to the app, it was plausible, but seeing it for the first time upon reaching 1000 points made it unexpectedly novel. Curiosity piqued, I read on. Have you ever found yourself feeling physically drained after intimate encounters with your loved one, perhaps even fainting or enduring post-event aches in your lower back or hips? There’s nothing sadder than avoiding intimacy due to physical strain. Therefore... Skimming through the lengthy introduction, the core details unfolded: [Stamina and Recovery Enhancement] Your stamina will increase by approximately 20%, and recovery speed by 30%. It might seem impressive, but humans are unexpectedly fragile. With this boost, you might wonder, "Was I really this strong before?" [Feminine Hormone Stimulation and Anti-Aging] Who wouldn’t wish to stay in their most beautiful, confident state alongside their loved one for as long as possible? Yet time's passage cruelly denies this. Watching oneself age and dull is a painful ordeal. But what sounds like a dream could be a reality. All while preserving the peak condition of your 20s. For more details, see below. -Enhanced hormones make breasts and hips more alluring and exude a pheromone that entices men. Note: This applies solely to recipient 'Park Woo-jin.' -Skin becomes radiant and flawless, free from blemishes and pimples. -Aging progresses more slowly. Currently, about three years can be preserved... but with more points, who knows what's possible? "This is beyond belief..." Even after reading several times, the information was jaw-dropping. I’d once wondered what changes might occur if the app influenced women too, and here it was, becoming reality. Including changes like anti-aging, something priceless and unattainable for many. This alone would command worldwide attention among women. Memorizing everything, I turned my gaze to the pulsating 'Upgrade' button below. With more force than usual, I pressed firmly. -Lack of Conditions Met. A buzz accompanied by red text appeared. Despite reaching 1000 points, some conditions weren't fulfilled? Checking the scores of the four involved: Shin Ah-young’s gauge: 300 points. Yoon Hye-yoon’s gauge: 300 points. Han Chae-ah’s gauge: 201(+100) points. Han Hee-jin’s gauge: 207(+100) points. Total: 1008 points. Then what could be the issue? Reviewing once more, a previously unnoticed line stood out. [Upgrade Minimum Requirement: 1000 Total Points and a Registration of 5 or More Women.] "...5 women?" * The next day, thoughts of the previous day's requirement left me restless all night. 'I thought accumulating points was enough, but the number of registered women also matters...' Just one woman short, yet explaining to Ah-young or Hye-yoon was daunting, especially since Chae-ah and Hee-jin were utterly unaware of the app’s existence. The situation grew complicated, yet the reward was too significant to abandon. With skin care and anti-aging dangling as incentives, perhaps eventually obtaining permission was possible, but for now, it’d be kept secret. With no immediate rush, I could take time to consider. "Oppa...? What are you thinking so hard about?" "It’s nothing. What were we talking about, by the way?" "Geez... clearly not listening! Here, look. It's quite the sensational news." Returning home from the gym with Hye-yoon, she wasn’t pleased with my inattentiveness and thrust her phone my way. An article with an eye-catching headline captured my attention. [Super Popular Idol Park Seo-yoon. Attends School!] Park Seo-yoon (24), a member of XX Idol, previously made headlines by announcing her interest in pausing activities to attend university. She hadn’t disclosed where to avoid drawing crowds, sparking public curiosity. She maintained her decision to refrain from revealing the institution's name in a recent interview, stating people would eventually find out. ..... "Oh, I’ve seen this article too." "Really? Well, there's talk in our school that she’s coming here. Almost everyone believes it’s true." "Is that so? How do you know?" "Recently, many claimed to see a silver-haired woman emerging from a sports car... Gossip is all over the community boards." Park Seo-yoon. A name I was familiar with. I recalled watching her music videos and related content endlessly during my military service. Even though I lost interest after serving, if asked that among the current idols, nine out of ten people would probably name Park Seo-yoon as the most famous. With her ethereal looks, enviable figure, clear voice, and singing prowess to match, she truly had it all. She’d easily be called lucky, having everything one could wish for. As beautiful as she was, equal to the women around me, the thought of encountering a celebrity up close sparked curiosity. "It is interesting having a celebrity at our school. What department could she be joining?" "Most likely the practical music department, I’d bet." "Seems reasonable. But why attend university now? Maybe she’s tired of the idol life." "Perhaps she wanted to experience campus life." Possibly. Although not relatable for me, personal freedom was not something to criticize. I tucked the thought aside, deciding to request an autograph if we ever crossed paths, and turned around. "Go ahead home. I need to check something with the real estate agent." "Is it about that thing you mentioned before?" "Yeah. I’m planning to clarify things today." "You’re not really moving, right?" "There's no way I could." I gently removed Hye-yoon's hand from my collar and bid her farewell. A short while later, as I walked towards the real estate office, an unusual noise echoed from the adjacent street. Vrooom...! Without even looking, I recognized it instantly—the distinct roar of a high-end car showcasing its exhaust. The mysterious car blew past, leaving a sensation in its wake that lingered in mind even after it vanished from sight. 'A sports car? Seems familiar.' Wireless Connection: Indulging Alone with a Toy - Episode 251 > Bunny Books Episode 251: The Masked Woman Arriving near the real estate office, I couldn't help but notice a sleek sports car parked nearby. The vehicle gleamed a dazzling gray, so shiny it was almost blinding. The design was rare, and naturally, it drew a crowd, with onlookers taking pictures. Even my eyes were glued to it, but I couldn't dismiss the nagging thought in my head. 'Isn't that the car from earlier?' While chatting with Hye-yoon, the topic of a sports car had come up, and coincidentally, here was something similar parked in front of me. Who could own such a luxury vehicle? As I pondered, the car shifted slightly, catching my attention. Rumble... The door gracefully swung upwards like spreading wings. The interior was as exquisite as the exterior promised, and a person emerged. Though her face was concealed beneath a mask and a deeply pulled-down hat, her sophisticated aura suggested she was a stunner. At a glance, she might rival Shin Ah-young's proportions, with a much-envied figure—ample bust and a svelte waist. Most notably, her striking platinum-silver hair immediately added to her mystique, a shade uncommon among ordinary people. 'Must be well-dressed and from a wealthy family,' I thought, admiring her fashionable attire seemingly covered in luxury brand names. Of course, nothing was certain until the face was fully revealed. After all, they say the face completes the outfit. I nodded slowly, observing her movements. Click... click... The masked woman walked gracefully, seemingly accustomed to the public gaze, and proceeded to enter a nearby shop. [XX Realty] '....' Probably not. Can't be. Though alarm bells rang in my head, I forced myself to ignore them. What were the odds? Despite feeling curious about the coincidence, I decided to follow. It wasn’t like I was stalking or anything. "Hello." "Ah, you’re here. Come right in." The real estate agent, seemingly excited, ushered me inside. The next room, hidden from outside view, revealed the woman already seated on the sofa. Of course. They say three coincidences make a destiny. I offered a slight bow before taking a seat opposite her. "Let me introduce you. This handsome student here lives in room 503, and this is the person I mentioned who wanted two rooms." Between her hat and mask, sharp eyes cast a fleeting glance over me. Not missing my chance, I returned the scrutiny. Radiating purity and beauty, her large brown eyes invoked immediate admiration. A solid 50% pass on the attractiveness scale. The lower part was still a mystery, though. While we exchanged stares, the real estate agent laid out some papers and drinks on the table. After sipping a few times, the agent spoke first. "So, you’re saying you have no intention of moving?" "Yes, with the semester starting soon and this location being optimal, there’s no better place." "What do you reckon? Will you proceed with taking one room?" the agent asked the woman across. She considered this, drumming her fingers before clearing her throat and looking me straight in the eye. "I did mention I’d cover three months’ rent and moving costs immediately if you found a place, yet you’re still refusing?" Her voice, pure and unblemished, was high-pitched without being sharp—soothing to the ear. "I don’t want to leave. Most of my friends are nearby, and money isn’t the issue here." "Really...? Then how about six months’ rent? That covers a semester." "No." "Including utility bills." "No." "I’ll cover a meal a day too." "I said no!" Her persistence. What kind of wealth allows someone to offer such support to a stranger? Upon each refusal, she sighed softly, mulling over her options. Then she addressed the real estate agent, who had been watching our exchange. "Are there other options here? Specifically places with two consecutive empties?" "As you know, being close to Future University, known for excellent academics, makes finding rooms challenging. People believe proximity aids study, so it’s rare for spots to be available. It’s quite miraculous this one is." "Is it really that significant..." In truth, it was. Many who weren’t students, like those preparing for exams or having other purposes, populated the area. Finding my room had been a struggle, too. Lost in thought, she absentmindedly shuffled papers. Tick-tock went the clock as the masked lady eventually rose from her seat. "May I see the room myself, then?" "Of course. Is it okay for you now, student?" "Yes." Her heeled sandals clicked as she headed out, opening the sports car’s door. "See you there, then. Unfortunately, it’s a two-seater, so I can’t drive all of us." "Alright. I’ll be there soon." With a robust growl from the ignition, she was gone. I exhaled slightly and spoke to the real estate agent. "Who is she? You seem to know something." "Sigh... Well, it's hard to say..." Mulling it over, she pointed a finger towards my place. "I’ll tell you on the way. You don’t seem like you’re moving, nor coming from a place of personal interest." Personal interest? The phrasing was curious, but I left it at that. "Do you keep up with idols? The XX Idol group is really popular right now." "Of course, they’re all the rage." "She's one of the members." "...Really?" I had half-expected it, but hearing it confirmed was something else entirely. The group had only four members, but only one had announced plans to attend school. The realization hit hard, even though part of me had suspected it from the start. When I looked at the agent for confirmation, she hesitated before adding, "She asked me not to tell anyone, so please pretend you didn't hear it from me." "Of course." "Naturally, if people knew a celebrity lived next door, who would want to move away? They'd probably want to stay and keep an eye out for them, wouldn't they? Not that I'm saying you would," she clarified. To sum it up, the agency had received a call about renting a room. The visitor seemed oddly familiar, and upon seeing her, the agent recognized her from television. Even the name matched when the agent subtly inquired. It was a tad unbelievable, but given Park Seo-yoon's popularity, it made sense. "It's really amazing what kind of things can happen in life," I remarked. "I’ve been in this business for over a decade, and this is a first for me," she replied. As we shared a mutual astonishment, we arrived at my place where the masked woman was waiting outside the entrance. She appeared about 165 cm tall, but her long legs made her proportions quite impressive. "Were you waiting long? We walked, so sorry for the delay." "No problem. Besides, this building's maintenance is excellent. It's clean, which I like," she noted. The exterior seemed to have won her approval. Entering the possibility that she might be my neighbor, I opened the door. While the real estate agent rambled on about the building, I mostly ignored it, focusing instead on observing the masked woman's figure. 'Her bust must be around 95 cm or so? She looked big in videos, but seeing it in person, it's even more striking.' Given that there have been no dating rumors or similar reports, if I were to touch, I might be the first. -Ding. Fifth floor. The elevator opened. I stood naturally by my door, ready to enter. While we might be neighbors, that's all it was—if Park Seo-yoon decided to rent or not was her business, not mine. "I'll be heading in." "Oh, alright. Thanks for your time." Feigning indifference, I casually entered my room. Settling in front of my computer, I quickly searched for Park Seo-yoon. As expected, her life story, from her early days to her recent activities, was meticulously documented. It was fascinating how some people knew everything. "Scouted on the street in high school, then debuted as a trainee two years later due to her talent—instantly hitting it big." Classic tale of someone born with talent. There was no need to read more to know the rest. Each album successively sold well, she amassed fortune through numerous ads and TV appearances. After a quick review, I checked the image tab. I hoped there hadn't been any dramatic changes recently. Quickly scanning through performance shots, show appearances, and variety stints, one picture particularly caught my attention. "There it is... that's the car I saw earlier." A vehicle that seemed to be worth upwards of a billion won, and there she was in a striking pose seemingly from a photo shoot. When magnified, it was clear. The size of the bust, hair, and eye colors all matched what I had seen earlier. Even with a mask, it was enough to captivate any man's heart. Including mine. "She really is stunning." Unsurprisingly, my hand had already moved to click 'save.'