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

The dinner ended with the excited atmosphere calming down again, but the sweet air was thicker than before.

Pan, utensils, cutting board, knife. Since we ate in the pan we cooked in without transferring it to a separate bowl, there wasn't much to clean up.

Cha So-young is sitting on a long sofa, watching TV, and eating well.

Cha So-young felt bad for eating two servings of spaghetti by herself instead of three, so she offered to do the dishes and clean up. However, the portion was not insufficient, and I knew that a full body would feel drowsy, so I instructed Cha So-young to rest still.

There was also the reason that it was easier to do it alone, considering the small amount of dishes and cleaning up.

'But… isn't this a topic that only bored or sexless couples would worry about? We've only been together for a month.'

After finishing the dishes, I put away the leftover ingredients from cooking.

Store in the refrigerator, find another container, and leave at room temperature. Prepare the next dish according to the storage method appropriate for the ingredients.

Maybe it was because I had been alone for so long that I started to doubt myself about doing things like secretly working behind the scenes.

When I think about the physical and mental hardships that started it all and the time I spent preparing for today, the feeling of doubt I have now is clearly a contradictory feeling. Nevertheless, I am affirming that feeling of doubt.

The reason was simple. Cha So-young and I actually have a smooth romantic relationship without any problems.

If we look back at our relationship objectively, we don't have any major fights or anything that upsets us, and there are no problems on the outside.

I'm not talking about what other people think.

The guilt of Cha So-young, which I have been struggling to resolve for several days, is it really something that Cha So-young herself needs to think deeply about? This story focuses on that.

Other than that, Cha So-young seems to be fine.

'Isn't this… just me shaking like crazy?'

If we count the days from when the bruises first appeared on my body, it hasn't even been three weeks, and if we count the days from when I had sex after the bruises completely healed, it's only been five days.

It's enough time to sort out your thoughts, but too early to sort out your feelings.

'Wouldn't it be more accurate to say that even if Soyoung is mentally strong, it's still hard for her to completely forget? If you think about it that way, it seems more reasonable to just leave it alone...'

Contrary to his denial of caring about the injuries on his body, his actions left a positive impression, but even so, I think that acting alone like this is the same as being nosy.

Even if they are lovers, privacy is a given. Privacy refers to a person's private life, but in a broader sense, it also includes any events, worries, and emotions that the person has experienced.

Let's think about it from the other person's perspective.

If the 'guilt' that Cha So-young felt when I secretly stepped forward to solve it was actually just a small and simple worry to her, then my action of investigating her sexual preferences was no different from ignoring Cha So-young's privacy.

The problem is not that there is no possibility of being caught for rummaging through smartphones. The problem is that Cha So-young may feel that her privacy has been violated.

If we don't go through this process of thinking and leave this incident as a bad precedent, we may repeat the same mistake in the future.

'Let's just ignore the fact that you lost your mind after a few words that sounded like seduction. You must have held back a lot.'

Cha So-young is not just a big kid.

On days when I was dropped into the world of 'reversal of gender', I tried to figure out my inner thoughts by following myself, and even when there was an answer I wanted to hear, I had a calm and composed mind to the point of waiting for myself to speak first.

Considering the consideration shown in both big and small aspects, we can say that Cha So-young has a mature mind that matches her appearance.

To put it bluntly, from Cha So-young's perspective, she believed in the world of 'reversed gender roles', which is nothing but a tall tale. In my opinion, she is a child who is much more mature than her peers.

I think so.

'Ugh. In the end, it's back to square one.'

Including the problem of taste called NTR, we have to wait for now.

Now that I've investigated Cha So-young's, I've concluded that it's the most moderate option I can choose.

"Are you done?"

"huh…"

Back to square one. With a feeling of emptiness and a fuse blowing in my head, I needed Cha So-young's soft yet strong body.

He answered Cha So-young's question dryly, as she was resting comfortably with her arms around the long sofa. At the same time, he carefully laid his head on his thighs that were clearly visible under his dolphin pants, and his body and mind felt completely relaxed, as if the nutrients he was lacking were being replenished.

Cha So-young slightly spread her legs so that the bottom of her thighs were in wide contact with the sofa.

As I gathered my legs, which had been spread apart, together, the feeling of comfort grew stronger, as if impurities were disappearing.

I felt like I was being treated well when he gently stroked my crown with his right hand, as if spreading a feeling of comfort.

Of course, rather than such arrogant thoughts, my grateful heart, embroidered like dust, was greater.

"Are you comfortable now?"

"Ugh… It's so good, I want to sleep like this."

"Heh heh. If I go to sleep now, I'll wake up at dawn. It's not even 8 o'clock yet."

"Then wake me up. I can't get up on my own."

"Um… I don't like that. If you want to sleep, just sleep. I'll move it for you later."

"I won't sleep. I'll wake up when I get sleepy."

The sensation of soft flesh and firm muscles is simultaneously transmitted to the back of the head.

The softness that felt like it would deform if pressed when first laid on her thighs instantly changed into firmness the moment Cha So-young slightly changed her position.

It would be more accurate to say that the firmness that is spread out widely and can be called upon whenever needed is not simply hidden behind the fat in the name of a female body, but is an innate muscle.

'It's huge... really.'

When I turned my consciousness to my eyes, all I could see was a chest wrapped in a nashi tee. All I could see was a chest filling the center, a stomach slightly visible at the end, and the ceiling.

The romance of looking into each other's eyes while resting my head on your lap would be impossible unless we changed our positions.

Well, I thought it was natural since I had to hold one breast with both hands to barely fit it in my hand.

"… Hmm?"

Casting. Maybe because I was thinking about her chest, my right hand was already pointing to Cha So-young's chest. I guess it really is true that the fuse went out. Not just a little bit, but a little bit more, to the point where I had to use the word "slightly" twice.

She rubbed her chest over the t-shirt with her palms facing upward.

Cha So-young quietly opened her chest while letting out a questioning snort. Maybe that's why she seems to be enjoying her own therapy.

If you lie down on this thigh, you can touch her breasts for free. It's something like this.

"Phehehe… You told me not to treat you like a little brother. I guess you wanted to be a baby instead of a little brother?"

I didn't care and just pounded her chest.

Although it was such an impertinent thing to do, it was something I could do because I had a premonition and confidence in my subconscious that Cha So-young would not hate me for it.

As complicated thoughts centered around Cha So-young filled my mind during the day, I began to feel a little angry.

Alone in the kitchen, I thought to myself, I wanted to get one step closer to the proposition that Cha So-young was a mature enough person who didn't need my interference.

The easy and short way, that's what I wanted to go to now.

Not only did she lightly move her wrists, but her arms also moved up and down, causing her chest to shake more than it deformed.

"Ugh… Huh… Huh…"

A sweetness began to creep into the tip of her nose. Along with that change, she enjoyed the thin, smooth texture of the white t-shirt from her fingertips to her wrists.

I didn't feel like touching her bare skin. As I watched the potential ripples change as I wanted, other thoughts subsided before they could even occur.

"…ah."

Then, Cha So-young grabbed my wrist with her left hand and pulled it slightly away from her chest. A sigh came out that was a mixture of regret and concern. Was she angry because I touched her too much?

Sway. Fortunately, the worries were just worries. Cha So-young grabbed the t-shirt with her right hand and pulled it up to her collarbone.

The white color of the t-shirt that filled my vision changed into a flawless flesh color.

My wrist, which had been dropped, was placed back on her bare skin. Cha So-young's palm, which had been holding my wrist, slowly moved to the back of my hand.

The smoothness of the t-shirt transformed into a dreamlike softness that my fingers can sink into with just a little bit of force.

"…Touch me more. Faster…"

Again, I rubbed her chest. I felt a slight tingling sensation in my right arm while resting my knees on the pillow, and I held my chest tightly with my entire hand.

Cha So-young didn't seem particularly uncomfortable with having her lap pillow handed over and her chest touched, but she still snorted. She didn't tremble or flinch either.

"Hoo… haa…"

My right hand, which had been stroking my head up and down, moved to playing with my earlobe and pinna. My comfortable nasal breathing changed to slightly rough breathing, inhaling through my nose and exhaling through my mouth.

Although I didn't feel any greater sensitivity compared to other body parts, my body naturally accepted the dense movements of gently pressing my earlobe or rubbing my earlobes as caressing.

I considered the act of touching Cha So-young's chest as caressing, so when she touched me in return, I recognized that as caressing. In a corner of my mind, I reflected on the sensation I felt in my ear.

"… player… is…! This season… a… player is finally…!"

They just play with each other's ears and chests, as if they're just enjoying the sensation without going any deeper.

With the sound of the TV chattering away in the background, we exchanged caresses that were almost like foreplay with indifferent faces.

That state continued for a while.

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