476 - Wireless On**ole

Wireless Connection with Onahole - Episode 476 > Novel Archive - Web Novel Data < Episode 476 > 476. Are You In or Out? Thirty minutes before the class ended, I secretly pulled out my phone and slid it under my desk. I launched my banking app. 'How much money do I have to spend right now?' Since it seemed like a visit to the department store was in order, I decided to check in advance. While waiting for the app to load, I glanced sideways at my surroundings. The professor was busy explaining something, and Ayoung was taking notes with a serious expression. -Pop. The numbers appeared on the screen, and a satisfied smile naturally spread across my face. This should be enough. Should I just cover the cost of our date today? "What are you looking at so intently, oppa?" A soft whisper reached my ear from beside me. Ayoung was resting her chin on her hand, looking at me with curious eyes. I casually angled my phone away and slipped it back into my pocket. "Just checking the time." "It is quite boring... But have you been understanding what the professor's explaining?" "Around half, maybe?" "Your face says otherwise." "Honestly, I don’t really get it. I've been slacking on studies lately." I shrugged my shoulders, deflecting the topic. Ayoung slid her chair closer. Our faces moved closer together, her eyes playful with mischief. "If we move in together, we could study every day. I'm really looking forward to it." "It sounds nice, but I'm not sure if we’d really get any studying done." "True. It'd be a problem if a beast like oppa suddenly pounced..." "Me?" "Yes." She said it so confidently, leaving me momentarily speechless. "Then we should have separate rooms." "What? How did you jump to that conclusion?" "We’d need to study, and we can't be distracted all day. No matter how much I enjoy it, responsibilities shouldn't be delayed." "Oh... Is that so?" Pushing back a bit made her look confused. It felt like ages since I’d seen Ayoung react like that. Secretly, I chuckled to myself when suddenly a hand rested on my thigh. "I’ll hold back a little. Separate rooms are a definite no." "Don’t look at me so seriously. I was just saying." "Really?" "Really." "I thought you were half-serious. I was surprised..." The fiery look in her eyes cooled down. I only meant it as a joke but didn't expect she'd take it so seriously. Normally, she'd joke about sneaking in anyway~ "No matter how important studying is, it's not more important than Ayoung. Don't worry." "Really... Is that so?" "Of course." As I complimented her, Ayoung beamed with a bashful smile, her neat, white teeth peeking out from behind her crimson lips. She really is beautiful. For a moment, I found myself lost in admiration. Maybe pleased by my gaze, she leaned in even closer. "So, will you listen to everything I say?" "Of course." "Anything?" "Yeah." "Then... let's leave now." She gently took my hand and tugged it outward repeatedly, her pleading behavior endearing. Lingering to savor the moment, she wound her arms around like a snake. Soft, warm touch. Before I knew it, our fingers were entwined. "I want to go on our date even a second sooner. Let's skip this pointless class." "Alright, let's do that." Feeling bored anyway, it seemed like a good plan. I packed my bag carefully, watching Ayoung's radiant smile in response to my agreement. Sitting at the very back was our implicit spot, so no one noticed our departure. 'Even so, better use some camouflage since the professor's here.' A bit of precaution never hurt. Quietly, we slipped out of the lecture hall, Ayoung quickly tidying herself up. As she inhaled the fresh outdoor air, Ayoung stretched her arms with a sigh. "Haaa... Being with oppa means I can skip class guilt-free." "Seems like you're making me use my abilities for the wrong reasons?" "You were secretly hoping for it too, weren’t you?" Dismissing the thought, she looped her arm through mine, the soft sensation swallowing my following words. Honestly, I didn’t want to attend class either, so it should be fine. "Shall we head to the department store right away? You mentioned buying clothes, do you have anything specific in mind?" "Hmm... Not exactly, maybe a coat, pants, scarf... Just everything?" "Let's decide once we're there. Sometimes plans change when you arrive." "Okay~" We called a taxi and, after a 15-minute ride, arrived at our destination. It was a towering department store we'd visited a few times before. Ayoung looked up at it with a nostalgic expression. "Do you remember this place, oppa?" "What memory?" "I gave you a hard time here, remember?" "...Did you?" "On the bus, being inappropriate with the seats, sneaking into the fitting rooms... I remember it all vividly." Ah, that was from shortly after I got the onahole. With the semi-transparent mode active, it was hard to control myself. Listening to her reminisce quietly, she puffed out a small huff of air from her nose. "Well... They're fond memories now. It’s fine these days." "Back then, I was quite wild. It must've been tough." "Very much so. Physically and mentally." "Sorry, to make up for it, how about I buy you whatever you want today?" "Really?" Her eyes widened as I casually waved my phone around. "My wallet's full, so pick anything." Little did I know, I'd regret those words. * 'Why is a coat 700,000 won? And this one’s well over a million?' I hadn’t expected items to be this expensive. While I had enough funds, my confidence suddenly waned. Still, I kept a straight face, watching Ayoung pick things out. Soon she returned with three hangers. "Oppa, don't these look nice?" "They do." "What about this one?" "It's great." "And the color of this one isn’t bad, right?" "It’s pretty. Looks nice." Though I answered sincerely, she didn’t seem convinced. Thrusting her face closer, she frowned at me with sharp eyes. "How can you say they're all nice?" "Well, they're genuinely all nice, what can I do?" There's a saying that clothes make the man, but it all depends on who's wearing them. However, Ayoung looked radiant even in rags, so there was nothing to criticize. "Hmm... On second thought, maybe I asked the wrong question. Hold on." As if reading my mind, she started holding up each garment one by one. "Which one do you think is the prettiest?" "The third one." "And out of these?" "The second one." "See, oppa has great taste. I liked that one the best too." Clearly pleased, she kept twirling and examining it closely. Well, should I handle the payment now? Just as I reached out to take it from her, she suddenly started taking off her clothes. I quickly activated camouflage right before her skin was about to show. "Hey, hey, what are you doing?" "I have to try it on, don't I?" "Why are you doing it here? There's a fitting room right over there." "It's a hassle to take it in and out of there. Just cover me, oppa." Does she think this is invincible? Well, technically, it is. I chuckled, watching Ayoung change her clothes. Soon, after trying on the first outfit, she seemed somewhat dissatisfied. Swinging her arms around as if the garment restricted her movements. "Mmm... It's all good except it's a bit tight around the chest." "See, you shouldn't have eaten so much." "That's because you keep touching them, they got bigger." "Bigger is better, isn’t it?" "They were big to start with, but they seem to have grown more." I looked at the button that seemed on the verge of popping and silently cheered it on. Just a little more and it might fit. But she eventually gave up. "This one’s not going to work. I need a size bigger." "But if you get a bigger size, won't it be loose around the waist?" "I'll have it tailored later." "Buying clothes is such a hassle." "What can I do, my body is just that good." With a confident smile, she began changing again. We went through this countless times until she settled on just one. 'Is that the final decision?' It was a well-chosen piece with a great design and color. I moved to get it ready for checkout. Yet, to my surprise, she returned it to its original spot with a casual dusting of her hands. "Not buying?" "Later." "...You said you liked that one." "It's just on hold for now. If something better comes up in the next store, it’d be a loss, don’t you think?" Looks like this shopping trip is going to take a while. I followed Ayoung, who was excitedly moving to the next store. Shopping didn’t end until much later. "Whew... Thank you so much for today. I’m going to wear everything beautifully." "You have to show me first." "Of course. Who else would I show it to besides you, oppa?" Chatting away on the escalator, we suddenly noticed something. A furniture section that filled an entire floor. Lately, Seoyoon had mentioned that the bed was getting tight, so maybe we could find something good here? An unusual curiosity began to grow. "Let's check that out too." "Oh... Are we already shopping for the newlywed's home?" "A newlywed home? No..." "Oh come on, I see your real intentions. Let's go have a look." With her more excited than I was, we entered the store directly ahead. It was a bed specialty shop. -Flop. "Hmm... This is really soft, isn’t it?" "It’s definitely on a whole different level compared to my place." "Do you prefer firm or soft beds, oppa?" "I like it in between. If it’s too soft, it ruins the mood when you’re... nah, forget it." As I wrapped my arm slightly around her waist, she pressed her thigh closer. "Then why not give it a try?" "Try what?" "These things should be tested first. It's not easy to return beds once they're set up." Ayoung gave me a sultry glance and then slid off her outerwear. She flopped onto the bed. "So, are you in or out?" Well, there's only one answer to that. Of course, I'm in.