Chapter 42: Surrounded by women and women and women

The day after two people broke into the house.

I was walking with three people, basking in the sunlight that was breaking through the leaves.

Siyeon had left earlier than us.

It seemed that she had to go early to prepare for the morning assembly of the middle school division.

“…Pshew!”

…Ugh.

When the light swept across my eyes, I sneezed loudly unintentionally.

“Here.”

The person who took out a tissue was Baek Ahra, who was walking on my right with a sullen expression.

“Ah, thank you.”

I quickly took the tissue with one hand and wiped the clear runny nose that came out a little.

And, I blew my nose so that there was nothing left as much as possible.

“Hmph!”

“Hayeon’s sneeze is also cute.”

‘Cute?’

At the words that didn’t fit the situation, I crumpled the used tissue and looked to the left, and Yoon Sejeong was looking at me with a sunflower-like smile.

“Hehe.”

“…….”

I wish she wouldn’t look at me with that smile.

I don’t know when we first met, but now that Yoon Sejeong has removed her big glasses, she had a dazzling glow as if a halo was shining behind her.

…No, the sunlight was really shining.

“It’s not cute.”

It’s not like I made that sound to be cute.

What can I do when I’ve been making this sound since long ago?

It wasn’t like this when I was a man in my previous life….

“But it’s cute?”

“No, it’s not cute.”

It was hard to accept the word cute.

My previous life was also an influence, but I didn’t really like being called cute in the first place.

That’s why I was so upset at first when Sohee or Jia said words like ‘princess’.

“Hehe…That part is cute.”

I appealed that it wasn’t cute, but that had the opposite effect, and Sejeong hugged my left arm as if she was charging.

It happened so naturally, without even a moment to say anything.

‘I’ve definitely become close to her.’

If I compare the Yoon Sejeong who was awkward when I first met her and the Yoon Sejeong who is clinging to me without hesitation now, I think we have made tremendous progress in our relationship in a week.

‘At this rate, I don’t have to worry at all about being imprisoned like in the original….’

Why is that?

There are times when her skinship feels more than just friends, so I’m a little worried.

‘Won’t I be misunderstood when other kids start hitting on Sejeong in earnest?’

If it were in Korea of the original world, it wouldn’t matter if there was such skinship between women.

People around would just think ‘They’re just close~.’, and there wouldn’t be much thought that there was any relationship between women.

The problem was that in this Korea I’m living in now, romantic relationships between women are quite commonly accepted.

Therefore, if this skinship continues, it could become a little difficult.

Because to other heroines, I could be a clear obstacle.

‘…Should I distance myself a little?’

I didn’t want to be an obstacle.

Rather, I felt like I wanted to properly pave the way.

One of the heroines is a princess.

And the other one is….

“…Aren’t you two too close?”

As soon as I thought that, Baek Ahra intervened from the side.

‘The part I was worried about came out right away.’

It seemed that Baek Ahra was jealous of me and Yoon Sejeong being so close.

‘Should I say it’s fortunate?’

The fact that Yoon Sejeong and Baek Ahra are childhood friends hasn’t changed at all from the original.

In other words, no matter what I do to survive, as long as there is a strong connection between the two, the direction may be different, but there is a high possibility that it will end with a similar ending.

Still, there’s always a ‘what if’, so it would be better to distance myself a little….

“I’m transferring heat to Hayeon so she doesn’t catch a cold.”

Rub.

Distance, what distance?

Yoon Sejeong didn’t care about Baek Ahra’s words and rather pushed her cheek against my arm.

It wouldn’t be possible if she had makeup on, but our protagonist, whose bare face is a scam, didn’t put on makeup today.

In other words, she was in a state where she could rub her cheeks as much as she wanted.

“…In this weather?”

Baek Ahra looked at Yoon Sejeong with an absurd expression.

Well, Yoon Sejeong’s answer was that insincere.

The weather was already in full bloom in spring, and it was on the borderline between warm and hot.

There was no way she could catch a cold.

Besides, even if the weather was chilly, that wouldn’t be a reason.

What kind of heat would be transferred by rubbing her cheek against her arm?

A kid who is smart enough to transfer to school would know that, so there was only one thing that word meant.

-I just want to do it, so what?

Crumple, crumple….

Now, she was pushing so hard that her soft cheeks were squished, so it was difficult to maintain balance.

“Hng….”

Baek Ahra’s eyes gradually became displeased.

Following last week, it was Baek Ahra’s nervous appearance again.

“Hehe♪.”

Yoon Sejeong, whether she knew it or not, just enjoyed the feel of my arm and smiled.

‘…Why am I stuck in the middle.’

Originally, this was a problem that Yoon Sejeong or another heroine should have been responsible for in the original.

Why do I have to experience this discomfort this morning?

It’s not like I put my arm around her, or asked her to do it.

As the time that Yoon Sejeong kept holding my arm while walking increased, Baek Ahra’s expression, who was watching from the side, became harder and harder.

The gaze looking at the arm-in-arm was getting stronger and sharper, so it felt like a needle was being held to my neck.

‘Should I force her to let go of my arm?’

That was likely to make the atmosphere strange, so I couldn’t do that.

‘Then, even if it’s just words….’

At this point, it would be good for the future to lay the groundwork for reducing skinship little by little…….

“Ahem.”

So, it was when I was clearing my throat to speak.

Thump.

Something lightly bumped into my right arm.

“…Then, I’ll transfer heat too. Be grateful.”

Swoosh.

Baek Ahra’s silver hair shook and a good scent was conveyed to the tip of my nose.

“…Um, Disciplinary Committee President?”

“What.”

The sharp, short answer sounded as if it contained a complaint about why I was calling her with that title.

However, I wanted to complain.

“Why are you following along….”

As I said, Baek Ahra did the same thing as Yoon Sejeong, putting her arm in mine and rubbing her white cheeks.

The difference from Yoon Sejeong is that she rubs a little more carefully and calmly.

From the perspective of the person being subjected to it, that was rather more ticklish.

Seeing Baek Ahra’s cheeks, which were red as if she was embarrassed, I was embarrassed to the point where I didn’t know what I was being subjected to.

“Stay still.”

Squeeze.

“Ugh!”

At Baek Ahra’s index finger suddenly poking my side, I unintentionally let out a moan.

“It’s revenge for last weekend…so, you just have to be subjected to it.”

“That’s too unreasonable….”

Rub.

Rub rub.

No matter what I said, she strongly put her arm in mine, as if to prove that she had no intention of stopping.

As a result, I ended up being embraced by two people on both arms, feeling like I was being escorted.

‘What is it.’

I wondered what kind of thought process she went through to reach the conclusion of putting her arm in mine and doing the same thing, instead of the conclusion of separating Yoon Sejeong.

Why is Baek Ahra, who hated such lewdness, doing this….

“….”

Perhaps it was because Baek Ahra joined.

The same shampoo scent as the scent from my hair was rising strongly from both sides.

Because of that, for some reason, I felt more subtle.

Is it because I realized that the two of them slept together in my house….

No, it’s not like anything happened.

‘…I don’t know.’

They’ll give up when we get to the bus stop.

No, maybe if someone passing by sees them, they’ll be embarrassed and stop right away.

If, just if, they do that even on the bus, they’ll give up when we get close to school.

Yeah, they’ll definitely do that.

As a result, that was just my wishful thinking.

“Wow….”

I showed it to the Student Council President.

“There was such an atmosphere, but our Hoobae-nim is really a Casanova, isn’t she…?”

School front gate.

…It’s still a little way to go.

Lee Seorin’s eyes, who witnessed the sight of me being held by two people, were coldly cooled.

“I can understand the person next to you, but I never thought that our Disciplinary Committee President, who always talks about lewdness, would be in such a relationship. I really didn’t know?”

“…Ah, no. Student Council President. This isn’t like that….”

Stuttering and with a completely red face, Baek Ahra couldn’t even make a proper excuse and grabbed my clothes and hid behind my back.

‘…Isn’t it a more embarrassing behavior to go behind my back?’

That action makes this situation look strange.

“Are you at peace today too, Student Council President?”

In the meantime, Yoon Sejeong greeted calmly.

“Are you at peace, Yoon Sejeong student. I see you’re not wearing glasses anymore? It’s definitely much better.”

“I’m honored that you remember my name. I don’t need them anymore. Hayeon also likes this side more.”

“Hmm…Hoobae-nim has that kind of taste? I’ll have to ask her directly ‘when we’re alone’ later.”

At the same time, Yoon Sejeong’s grip on my arm became stronger.

…What is this tension?

Even though we just exchanged a few words, a tense tension was circulating between the two that was hard to even greet.

‘Siyeon-ah….’

Suddenly, I want to eat the strawberry jam toast you made.

If I go back alive, won’t you make it for me…?