No Dark Secrets In This Book

Episode  33

Sob sob. Having better skin isn’t a bad thing, but it’s hard to absorb the shock. Me. They say I’m the one receiving love. Not giving it. They say I’m receiving it. Then. Then does that mean I’m not on top but on the bottom? Fucking shit.

‘Love is good anyway, so can’t I just be on top when doing it?’

The idea that I have to be in the receiving position is something I’ve never even thought of before, so I don’t know what to say.

My thoughts are a mess, so I can’t even grasp what kind of impression I should have. For now, I decide to push aside this thought, and frowning, I grab my phone, but for some reason it won’t turn on. I didn’t connect it to the charger before sleeping, but it was fully charged, so why did it turn off? Thinking that, I plugged in the charger and pressed the power button, but before even turning on the screen, popups rang incessantly.

‘What, what is it.’

Some kind of messages were pouring in. There were even guys who called the turned-off phone, as there were dozens of call popups before unlocking…

As I blankly stared in a daze, the phone turned off again. Even though the charger was connected, 1 percent couldn’t handle the vast amount of those messages, it seemed. I scratched the back of my head and just threw the phone and lay back down on the bed.

No morning classes today. Fucking sweet.

With that thought, I attempted to escape reality.

“……”

Th-that is, among the call list that popped up earlier, I think I saw something written as ‘Family Head’, hmm.

But it seems like even that great-grandfather isn’t opposed to it… I also know a few weaknesses of the family head that could be used in a deal…

Now that I actually calculate, it doesn’t seem like I’ll be purged.

If that’s the case.

‘Phone running out of battery is something that can’t be helped with human power, right?’

Like that, I abandoned my phone and took a nap, almost being late for class, hehe. I hurriedly ironed my clothes and came to the classroom before class, and Cassice’s underlings greeted me with subtle expressions.

As expected, yesterday’s incident was the center of classroom gossip, and among the students who lowered their voices, news spread that the head of the Hanra faction had become the top of Korean hip-hop.

‘……?’

It was like a bolt from the blue. No, what the hell is the context of this? Wow, I’m really curious. I should have brought my phone. That’s when I belatedly regretted.

Screech. The chair next to me was pulled back, and the heat that had somehow become familiar approached. Ryuseong, dressed in a black martial arts uniform, sat next to me.

“……”

“……”

Then, as if by magic, everyone became quiet.

They even held their breath. Everyone.

As if determined not to miss a single breath of our conversation. Or as if trying not to interfere.

“……”

‘…… Conversation or not, it’s so burdensome I might choke.’

But the fucking problem was that I couldn’t act all stiff and formal in this situation when we’re supposed to be dating. I wanted to turn away, but unable to do so, I spoke while shedding bloody tears.

“I was wondering where you went since morning, did you go to the training room? You don’t seem tired at all.”

“Yeah. You must have been fatigued last night, did you rest well?”

Cr-crazy. What are you saying, you bastard.

‘If you say it like that, it sounds like we did something last night.’

Well, of course we spent the night together. We’re roommates, so it’s natural to use the same room. So we each slept soundly on our beds.

But if lovers say those words, it would sound like there’s some grand implication.

‘You really don’t want to get married, huh? Seeing how you’re acting so perfectly?’

Then I can’t lose either.

“Yes, thanks to you I was tired, but……”

“……”

“I rested well. Even though I missed your absence.”

When I languidly spoke with an amazing implication, someone made a choking sound as if holding back a scream.

‘Wow. Public dating is fun?’

At that moment when I was holding back my laughter with fascination, heavy footsteps were heard outside the door.

If my pounding heart was shaped into a sound rather than letters, would it be like that? The absurdly huge footsteps echoed through the corridor, and eventually someone kicked the door open with a loud bang. Soon after, a grandiose shout was spewed out.

“Kim! Ryu! Seong! Come out!”

“Hey, hey. Will it break if you kick it that hard……?”

At the doorway stood Hae Yuna, who ground Ryuseong’s surname to dust with a shout that came straight up from her abdomen, and Lee Hyang, who seemed unable to follow along, covered in dark circles as if she couldn’t smoke her morning cigarette.

At that, the students looked at each other and then at Ryuseong, and Ryuseong let out a short sigh, then strangely looked at me and brought his face close. Wondering what he was trying to do, I stayed still, and his lips touched my cheek. Smack.

‘What, you can’t endure the short time you’re leaving my side and giving a kiss?’

You said you’d act properly like we’re dating, but you’re being quite cute. Not even an elementary schooler. The moment I thought that, my chin was grabbed, and he tilted his head and pulled my lips as if biting them.

Fuck-fucking hell. So the kiss on the cheek was a prelude to a kiss. As expected of adult dating, right? Greeting with a tongue-mixing kiss even when leaving for a bit? My heart raced like crazy. The way my pulse went wild all over my body under his gaze looking down at me as if telling me to open up, I was worried there might be a collision accident in my blood vessels.

Wow, I’m not the type to hesitate at times like this, but this bastard is so fucking alluring that he drives people crazy. I couldn’t dare to open or close my lips and just moved them awkwardly. Then Ryuseong frowned the bridge of his nose and bared his canines. Ugh, a weak moan leaked out, but even that sounded erotic, damn it.

Is it my problem? Or is Cassice Demillang’s body the problem, or is the problem that Ryuseong learns to kiss too well?

Whether I tried to escape reality or not, he nibbled on my lips and only when I finally admitted defeat and slightly opened my jaw did he laugh lowly as if satisfied.

Fuuuuuck……

‘Just wait until I get used to this body. I’ll pay back all the humiliation I suffered now.’

So for now, I had no choice but to endure it.

As I forcibly strained to support my trembling waist, my thighs closed on their own. When Ryuseong’s hand dug into the back of my head, before I knew it, I felt like I would make a strange sound.

The strange sound I’m talking about here isn’t just a small nasal sound…… Damn it. Anyway, to prevent that, I put my hands on my thighs and applied strength. As if squeezing a sheet.

But when I did that, Ryuseong clicked his tongue, grabbed my wrist, and pulled it to wrap around his neck. No. Fuck. I did it to hold back the sound, but if you make it more stimulating, you fucking bastard. Public dating and kissing might be okay since Cassice is a foreigner, but public porn is a bit much, don’t you think? Fucking hell, I’m so resentful I could die. Are you really saying I’m the only sane one in this novel? I tried so hard to hold back my moans that tears were about to fall, and that’s when it happened.

“Aish! Shit! I can’t stand to watch this!”

Hae Yuna thankfully suddenly shouted. At that, Ryuseong stopped the act of transmitting to me the rollercoaster-like sensation of feeling like falling at any moment but endlessly rising and the treacherous pleasure. The shout rang out loudly once again, truly thankfully.

“Kim Ryuseong! I told you to come here!”

Changing surnames seemed difficult, but in Hae Yuna’s mouth, any surname seemed to easily attach. Of course, I’ve also called him Kim Ryuseong in my mind. This is the Korean national rule.

Anyway, our Hae Yuna, who was a lively and daring hot-blooded girl even in the original work, didn’t tolerate the sight of her best friend kissing her lover.

“You bastard! I said stop the smooching!”

Lee Hyang’s voice trying to stop her could be heard intermittently, and the content was like this.

“Hey, hey. No matter what, that’s too indecent.”

“The indecent ones are them!”

“If we talk to indecent people, the indecency will spread to us too.”

…… I don’t know what you’re talking about. Is this stopping or letting it happen? But to continue kissing with those words coming from behind, you would need nerves as thick as steel wires. In the end, Ryuseong detached his lips from me, and the saliva that connected us like a silver thread broke off.

However, Ryuseong didn’t immediately go to Hae Yuna and Lee Hyang, but just took his lips off and stared at me intently. I thought his blue eyes, which I couldn’t tell what he was thinking, seemed somehow murkily distorted, and that’s when it happened.

A sigh that felt even barbaric flowed out from between his teeth. Like the growl of a leopard scratching the inside of its throat, that harshly locked sound paradoxically seemed to be forcibly trampling the surging violent impulse.

A low breath that rather fiercely heightened sexual feelings to the point of being relentless in abstinence……

“I don’t want to go either.”

“……Pardon? What……”

“I’ll do it again after I come back, so you can let go.”

A light bulb went off in my head as I blankly thought about what the hell that bastard was saying. So, my arms are tightly hugging your neck and not letting go right now? Uh. Huh? Then you couldn’t go because I was clinging to you……?

Wow, waaaah. I can feel myself heating up in an instant. I feel like I’m going to die from embarrassment, but I absolutely can’t show it. Rather than letting it be known that I did all this unconsciously, let’s pretend it was intentional. Yeah, fucking hell, it would be better to become a beauty who ruins the country than a Demillang heir who is arbitrarily swayed by the core of the Hanra faction.

―It’s a counter-attack.

“You have the habit of blaming me when you’re the one who wants me to cling to you, when will you fix that?”

Thinly curling up the corners of my mouth as if provoking and slowly approaching you who are silent with heated eyes, just before our lips touch, I precariously turned my head and approached your ear.

And chomp.

I bit off your earlobe. Unlike what you did to me, hard enough to leave a mark.

Even if Ryuseong is the protagonist of the novel, he can’t not feel pain when his thin skin is bitten. I couldn’t see his expression, but I felt his shoulders momentarily tense and his muscles swell. Perhaps he was excited.

In moments like this, you have to drive in a wedge.

“Still, I’ll let it slide. Because you being impudent is quite cute.”

“……”

“Please continue to grovel in the future.”

The moment Ryuseong turned to look at me with a subtle nuance, I smiled freshly.

“Aren’t I favoring you because I’m sick of obedient bitches?”

Now. Do you get it, you bastard?

‘No matter what you do, you’re beneath me.’

You can never rise above the top of my head. Even if I’m the one being pushed down, that won’t change.

‘Let’s try being the worst human trash in history who treats his lover like a dog.’

And so the atmosphere turned chilly. It was as I wished.

‘Why, did you think Cassice Demillang would become kind?’

I’m telling you, the fucking personality isn’t going anywhere.