My girlfriend from the reverse world expects me to be a Netorare

Wednesday, August 4, 00:40 PM

"Customer number 43, your iced Americano order is here~"

The bright voice of a female employee rang out in the moderately bustling cafe, appropriate for lunchtime.

In response to the call, I walked up to the cash register, holding a short receipt in my hand that I wouldn't even show.

"thank you."

"Yes. Enjoy your meal~"

Since I was close to the staff, I exchanged some customary greetings and returned to my seat by the window with my cold PET cup in my hand.

"… at least"

I took a sip of my Americano and glanced at the woman sitting about two and three tables across from me.

A woman with long, tied-back hair, sunglasses, wearing light blue jeans and a short-sleeved shirt, who had left dessert and coffee on the table, Cha So-young, felt my gaze and turned her head slightly, a deep smile forming on her lips.

At that smile, I also placed my wrists on the table, raised them slightly, and waved my hand.

Cha So-young looked down at the smartphone in her hand as if she was relieved by my slight response. To be exact, the subject and object of the expression "Cha So-young had been sitting in the cafe a few dozen minutes before, so she responded" should be switched.

The coffee and cookies on Cha So-young's table had not decreased in quantity compared to a few minutes ago. The food that had been prepared but left unattended was revealing Cha So-young's current psychological state in a rough dotted line.

[Is it still far?]

It'll be here in 5 minutes.

We'll be back soon. We came early.

[okay.]

'… She's not not coming, is she?'

Is it because you're meeting someone you might have sex with sometime this week, or maybe even today?

I had just received a message saying that I would arrive within 5 minutes, and even though I had sent a comforting message to Cha So-young, I still had a feeling of hesitation.

I turned on the phone, commonly known as Netophone, that Cha So-young had given me, which I had been rolling around in my hand, and checked the messages I had exchanged with the invited woman yesterday.

Excuse me... Are you really good at sex? Mine is kind of big.

[I don't know how to tell you about numbers 4 and 5. Haha..]

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[(Emoticon of a cat scratching its head)]

We were holding back words from each other due to the embarrassing message that came out at the same time.

[I haven't tried putting in anything as good as Netonam]

[Compared to the dildo I usually use]

[But it won't fit or tear]

[Shall I show you what it looks like with the dildo in it?]

No no

There's no need to go that far.

Since you said that it all applies, I was curious too

I forgot to ask number 4 and 5.

[still...…

The flow of conversation took an increasingly strange turn,

[lol]

[Then, would you like to meet up once?]

[This isn't something that can be resolved just by talking like this]

As I was busy responding defensively, unable to keep up with the rapidly changing topic of conversation, the woman I invited suggested that we meet offline first.

[I'm also curious about what Mr. Netonam looks like in person.]

[Looking at the picture, you seem handsome haha and you are in good shape too]

Hey lol, it's anchovies.

I think you're prettier in real life, too. Haha..

Is the person on the left of the profile picture your older sister?

[Yes lol, this was taken this spring]

Let's share some more of the secrets to explore each other,

Then... tomorrow at 1pm

Could you please come to the Starbucks in Jung-gu?

(Sharing Kakao Map)

[Is this Jungyeong-gu??]

[Yes, it's okay.]

[I will contact you in advance before arrival]

Eventually, the promise was fulfilled.

[I think I'll be there in 15 minutes, did you get in first?]

Yes. It's in the corner of the first floor at the front of the building.

I'm wearing a white V-neck top and black pants, and there aren't many people around right now, so you'll recognize me right away.

[I'll be there soon.]

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.

[I will arrive in 5 minutes.]

And this is the message we just shared.

Looking at the way the invited woman spoke, who had been gentle throughout the awkward conversation, it is likely that she would not break her promise, saying that it was actually a joke.

Also, she shows me a picture of herself with a dildo inserted, saying that it will prove her words, but she always asks for my permission, and she never asks for my personal information, and she keeps calling me 'Netonam' until the end. So, it seems that she has no other evil intentions than to covet my body as an invited woman.

So, for now, my conclusion was that she was a person I could trust.

'There shouldn't be much difference between profile pictures…'

Of course, one of the reasons I decided to go on this date was because of the appearance of the girl I saw in her profile picture.

In order to break down Cha So-young's tightly shut walls, you have to show her rolling around with someone like this.

In a way, I made an early decision because I was guided by the conditions that had the highest importance, including the conditions of residence, whether or not I could film, and the expectation that they would be people within the normal category.

Let me tell you specifically about the appearance that stood out among the profile pictures that were piled up during the day.

Just like the woman who came into the cafe with the doorbell ringing and looked through the window at the entrance, she was clearly half a head taller than me, with a height of 172cm, and her slightly wavy blonde hair that reached just above her shoulders, half revealing her forehead.

"ah."

The deep eyes are sharp at the corners like an eagle, the bridge of the nose is straight as if in a straight line between the eyes, and the lively lips that let out short elastic sounds are positioned on the face with a width slightly wider than the nose.

"Excuse me, are you Netonam?"

The light brown tanned skin stands out from the decisively sharp face and smooth legs, and does not hide the overwhelming presence of the chest.

"Ah… yes. That's me."

This woman standing in front of my table with a soft smile on her lips that contrasts with her unconventional impression in many ways is probably the so-called invited lady I was supposed to meet today.

"It's not a busy time, but there's a lot of traffic today. Did I come too late?"

Dreuk. The invited woman sat down across from me with a slight apology on her face. My eyes naturally went to her chest, which was slightly shaking as she sat down.

The short denim pants that barely reveal her thighs, a loose-fitting gray cardigan, and a white tank top peeking through the cardigan are revealing the woman's voluptuous body.

'…Isn't it bigger than Soyoung?'

It is no exaggeration to say that the real thing is much better than the profile picture, and that there is almost no difference between the real thing and the profile picture.

Here, just like in the previous world, it was difficult to find a woman with both voluptuousness and balance like Cha So-young, so I could tell at a glance that this invited woman's body was on par with Cha So-young's.

However, the volume of her chest is not pushed out, and since her lower body and waist are hidden under the table, her chest, which seems to be about to burst through the white nashi tee, is incredibly prominent.

'It's... something.'

Maybe it's because of the distance between online and physical appearance that I've been feeling since we started chatting on Twitter yesterday, but various feelings come to mind at the same time.

Although she looks like a bad guy because of her tanned skin and blond hair, her speech and attitude are thoroughly polite as if she were exchanging messages.

She shows me her eyes, which are filled with sexual desire while maintaining a reserved attitude, reminding me once again of the purpose and reason for this place.

'Oops. This is not the time.'

Anyway, since it would be like putting the cart before the horse if you showed me your hesitation again like you did when we had a conversation last night, I put aside my impressions from the first impression for a moment.

"I haven't been here long either. Can you see that I only had one sip because I got here early?"

To make up for the delay in reply, I shook my Americano slightly to tell her not to worry, and a smile appeared on the girl's face.

"Pfft… Yes. It looks good. Well, it's embarrassing to come empty-handed, so can I order a cup of coffee too?"

"Yes. Have a nice trip."

"Is there anything you'd like to eat? I'll buy it."

"No, no! This is enough for me. I just ate at home."

Hehe. The invited lady let out a small laugh and walked towards the quiet checkout counter.

I think she's a good person.

[(Emoticon with index finger and thumb making a circle)]

In the meantime, I had a brief chat with Cha So-young.

Unless the invited woman shows any impulsive behavior, Cha So-young will hold her position until the end, but it would be more reassuring to have a progress report like this.

I was curious about Cha So-young, who kept tapping away at her smartphone as if she was taking notes, even though she wasn't chatting with me, but then I saw the invited woman return to the table with a cup of coffee in her hand, and that brought my attention back.

"Wow… But…"

The invited lady sat down and exclaimed in disbelief.

"Your girlfriend seems to have very unique tastes."

"yes?"

"If it were me, I would be like Netonam… Oh, we haven't even introduced ourselves yet? We were having so much fun yesterday that I forgot."

"Haha… I didn't think about it either. Isn't it a bit uncomfortable to be called a net-man? Then…"

I wondered if it would be better to reveal my real name, but then decided that this would be okay and decided on a title.

"Hyuk… My name ends with this letter, so please call me by that. I'll call you Noona like I did yesterday."

"Hehehe. If we're going to do this, why don't we just say something? It'd be weird to call him Hyuk-ssi or Hyuk-nim, right?"

When I heard it, it was true.

When having sex… Of course, it's not set in stone yet, but if you're not playing with words and you say things like "Hyuk-ssi" or "Hyuk-nim," it'll feel weird for both of you.

"Then… you can speak freely, sister. I'll use formal language."

"Um… really? Onarin, it's my sister's name, so call me whatever you want."

Got it? The hostess, Onarin, with a friendly smile, reached out for the Americano waiting on the table.

Making an appointment, meeting, and even exchanging names.

What should I say, it felt like I had finally gotten past the prologue of the novel.

Anyway, I took a sip of my Americano.

I felt like it was time to get to the main point.

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