MTLNOVEL Chapter 49: 〈Episode 49〉The Second Gift (3）
The two eyes that flowed out from under the blond hair added to the sharpness of the blade. Since I couldn't know the depth of the sharpness contained in the eyes just by looking at them, I had to feel a different kind of tension than when I entered the motel.
After a brief moment of silence, Onarin looked down at me with narrowed eyes. Then, her expression softened and she faced the counter with a friendly expression.
Adding to the fact that I am a minor at this time of day, the counter must have seen Onarin as someone who was simply caught in a small, ignorant mistake. An adult woman who confidently walks into the front door of a motel to have sex with a high school senior boy in broad daylight would have her intelligence questioned before her character.
But to me, Onarin's change meant something like, "I'll endure it for now," or, "Let's just wait and see how it goes."
"Oh… Is that so? This is the first time I've brought that kid to a place like this… I didn't know I'd run into that kind of law. Haha."
"There's no need for crackdowns in broad daylight, but we still have to follow our rules just in case. Please understand."
"I didn't know, but of course I should understand. … Oh! Then, can you refund the reservation I made at 1 o'clock?"
The expression on the counter, which had been gradually losing its suspicious look on Onarin's sad face, hardened into a businesslike one again. Wherever you go in the world, the word refund inevitably forms a solid atmosphere.
"It's been… um, about two hours since you made your reservation, so I can't give you a refund. According to the regulations, we can only accept refund requests made within one hour of making the reservation."
"Hmm… really?"
Onarin, who had been mumbling something that made the counter feel awkward, suddenly turned her head this way.
"Hyuk-ah. What are you going to do? It looks like you'll have to be alone. Are you okay with that?"
A question whose intention was unknown. However, even if the starting point was not visible, the destination was set. So I tried to reflexively express a negative meaning, but the sharp eyes still standing beneath the gentle expression stopped my voice.
Onarin's question was like presenting me with a choice.
If I stupidly say something like "it's okay", my relationship with Onarin will end like this, but if I choose the opposite option, I'll at least have a chance to explain my lies.
After properly recognizing those two causes, I took out the option I had personally chosen.
"… No. I think it would be better to just look somewhere else, Sister."
"You heard what he said, right? It's probably the same no matter where you go, right?"
"If you look around a little more, you'll probably find a place where you can stay with your older sister."
The thought didn't last long, and Onarin seemed satisfied with my answer as she turned her head back to the counter with a short nod. I let out a sigh of relief inwardly. Along with the meaningless thought that it would be hard for a 'female' counter to keep up with this strange conversation.
"In that case, please just check out the room I made a reservation for. It's already past 1 o'clock."
"Um… If you check out now, I won't be able to accommodate your change of mind later. Is that okay?"
"yes."
"Then… as you said, I will process your eviction from room 305."
The counter repeatedly asked similar questions, perhaps wary of the possibility that a cool customer who admitted his mistake might turn into a rude customer.
If he had just verbally told her that he would vacate the room and left her there, there would have been no need to prepare for an emergency, but it seemed that the small amount of trust he had in Onarin had dispelled his worries. Of course, it was more likely that he had been bold and kept the existence of CCTV in mind.
"… … "
The motel entrance was thus aborted, and we headed to the foreign car parked outside the alley. Onarin walked forward without saying a word, and I followed him, slightly behind him on the left.
"get on."
Suddenly, Onarin opened the back seat door with his own hands and, during our two meetings, gave me an order with a rare mix of nods and short answers. It was a sudden change, but I followed the order without showing it.
Considering the kindness that Onarin had shown me in a short period of time, this could have been a problem that damaged trust between people before the relationship between a man and a woman. No matter which way it went, it was important to talk about it first.
"Come in."
It seemed that Onarin had no intention of moving on to a different destination, so he crumpled into the back seat and gave me another order.
Why would I have to sit in the back seat while carrying a shopping bag with a camera and tripod in my hand? I put aside my momentary doubts and quickly moved to the inside seat, then opened my mouth without hesitation.
"Hey, sis. That…!?"
However, the voice was lost in the brown arm that brushed the bridge of my nose and made a bridge in front of my eyes. After a while, I turned my head, controlling my startled heart at the sound of Onarin's arm roughly hitting the window next to my head. I saw Onarin's face, which had become close in an instant, like when we exchanged lattes before driving to the motel.
My head was close enough that our noses were brushing against each other, so I leaned slightly toward the window. I saw the shopping bags neatly lined up under the seat behind Onarin, who had turned toward me, not knowing when she had put them down.
Swoop. I took a deep breath through my nose and could faintly smell Onarin's scent, starting from the light brown arm standing next to my head.
As if the scent of our bodies had come close, our bodies were so close that even with the slightest movement, our arms and legs would touch each other's breasts and thighs. Judging from the overall appearance of Onarin's body that came into view, he was probably in a position close to kneeling, with his body overlapping mine.
Looking at the faint smile on her lips, I can tell that she's not angry, but looking at her eyes where the smile has disappeared, I feel even stronger that I can't let my guard down.
"Hyuk-ah."
As soon as my name was called, Onarin's smiling lips turned back to a straight line. It seemed better to give a sincere answer than to wait quietly for further comment.
"Yes, Sister."
"Was I not cute?"
"…Huh? Why, sister?"
Unlike inside the motel, this time the meaning behind Onarin's words was not clear. When she expressed her question in short syllables as if his voice was blocked by a wall, Onarin closed her eyes once, opened them, and smiled again.
"You had plenty of time to talk, I'm just curious why you didn't tell me in advance."
"that is…"
"You do realize that in this day and age, your age isn't just one or two years apart, right?"
"… Yes. A little bit."
"I didn't know about the underage cohabitation thing at the motel earlier, right? That's why I thought you followed me here to stab me in the back of the head. I suspected that you planned it all from when we met at the cafe. Well… Now that I look at it, it doesn't seem to be that way."
Right? SHe kept nodding her head as if he was waiting for the question asking for confirmation. I should say that I realized that they had completely different perspectives, but my mind became dizzy for a moment as words I had never imagined came out.
Onarin's eyes widened as if she thought my expression was funny. That alone made me feel as if the weight that had settled in my heart had been lifted a little.
"… … "
Onarin didn't continue. If Onarin takes the lead in the conversation like this, it will be like talking to a child, so he will wait for me to explain myself.
I had already decided what I was going to say, but I had a hard time opening my mouth because I wasn't sure how Onarin would take my answer.
But I thought it would be best to just be honest. It would be a much better answer than saying that I thought it was just a one-night stand.
"I was worried that if I told the truth that I was a high school student, my older sister wouldn't meet me. Me too, that…"
Heh heh. Before I could finish what I was saying, Onarin let out a snort of laughter. I ignored her and continued talking, and it developed into a full-blown laughter.
"… I liked you so much that I didn't want to look for another invitee."
"Pfft. Pfft…"
The laughter that started once at what was so funny continued until I finished explaining myself.
I wish it was a hearty laugh, but hearing that kind of laughter right in front of me makes me feel embarrassed even after I finish speaking.
"Anyway, I really didn't intend to fool you, sister. I just thought it was something that didn't need to be said."
"Hehehe… Is that so? Okay. I'll believe you."
Fortunately, laughter and trust were separate things, and the atmosphere around Onarin that had been like a prickly needle before getting into the car seemed to have completely dissolved.
"Ah. But Hyuk-ah. I believe you, but I'm still a little angry. So I think you need to cheer me up a little."
What the hell is she talking about? Even without that, her face was sticking out so I could see her expression very well, and when she said that without even trying to hide her smile, my nervousness was instantly replaced with a loss of absurdity.
"Huh? Can you do it?"
Yeah. Well. It's true that I was wrong. Since Onarin didn't want anything material from me, I decided to just go along with it.
Although it was only for one night, I stuck my head out toward Onarin's lips, which were about an inch away, to commemorate the fact that the opaque relationship had become transparent again. In the current situation, there is nothing else that I can do for Onarin, and there is nothing else that Onarin wants from me.
Since I'll be doing more than this soon anyway, I figured it would be okay to share some foreplay now. My mind drew the line at this act.
Even so, it was still too early to mix tongues, so I just gave her a kiss by twisting my head and opening and closing my lips.
"Hmm…"
Onarin also slowly opened her lips as my face got closer.
The tongues that wanted to wriggle were quietly placed in each other's mouths, and they tasted each other faintly with their two pairs of mucous membranes. Maybe it was because it had been so long since I had a normal kiss with Cha So-young, but the tongues that would normally be lying down felt unnatural now, as if they were far away.
"Yeah… uh-huh…"
A small nasal sound echoes from the lips that are touching each other.
Even though their tongues may not have met, it is clear that they are sharing a mature kiss, but in Onarin's half-closed eyes, a playful light can still be felt before the deep sexual desire.
It felt like I had been waiting for this moment, but it seemed to have a slightly different meaning.
Did she think that my weak sense of caution had completely disappeared? Whatever it was, it wasn't a very important question, so I focused on kissing her quietly so as not to move my tongue. As if she had noticed my thoughts, Onarin also didn't move her tongue and only kissed me with her lips.
After a few dozen seconds of this, the kiss was interrupted when Onarin lifted his head from her lips first. There was a faint, no, absolutely not faint, desire in Onarin's eyes, but fortunately, it seemed like the kiss would end as just a kiss.
"Heh heh. Your sister didn't ask to kiss her. Do you do it often?"
"… No. You asked me to cheer you up, right? That's why I did it. Why are you talking nonsense?"
"No. Thanks to you, I feel much better. Thank you, Hyuk."
If you are so kind, could you please step away? I felt a small complaint because our bodies were still in the same position, but since Onarin, who had been avoiding my question with a question, had a sharp look in his eyes as if he still had something to say, I stayed still for the time being.
Of course, even if the body was still, there was no need to be sparing with words.
"Do you still have something to say?"
"What do you want to say?"
"… Or, could you please step aside now? This position is secretly uncomfortable."
"Um… Then, Hyuk-ah. I have a question for you. Can you answer it?"
"What is it?"
I deliberately left the additional comment that I would listen and decide, but Onarin also smiled brightly and hesitated.
Maybe it was my mood. The gap gave me a strange feeling of cause and effect being reversed, as if they were expecting my answer itself rather than hearing a set answer.
"Are you going to tell your girlfriend that we kissed?"
"that…"
case.
With the words lingering in my mouth, I was no longer able to speak. Even though I turned my eyes away, Onarin's smile, which was just outside my field of vision, was still bright.