Free Web NovelChapter 44: The Girl Next Door
Creak— Clank— Clank—
The half-open front door stopped, caught by the still-locked door chain at the top.
Thanks to this, Ji-eun, who was about to open the door and hug Taeyang, nervously grabbed the doorknob and shook her body back and forth.
"Open the door quickly, open the door quickly, open it quickly, open it quickly, open it quickly, huh, huh, huh!"
After making a fuss for a while, she threw her head back and shouted threateningly.
"Why won’t you open the door for me at my own house?!"
Taeyang finally laughed at Ji-eun’s desperate plea.
No matter how fierce her expression or threats, how scary could she be with a physique that barely reached his chest? Her height and build were so juvenile that it was hard to believe she was an adult.
Of course, because of such a complex, her personality was a bit fierce, but that was a story for others. To Taeyang, she was just cute.
In this situation, he couldn’t just ignore her and close the door.
"Alright, I’ll open it."
Shaking his head in defeat, he pulled the door slightly and unlocked the chain.
Seeing the door wide open, Ji-eun quickly changed her expression and entered the house as if nothing had happened.
"You should have done this from the start~"
Standing in the entrance, she tried to pat Taeyang’s head on her tiptoes.
No, she tried to pat it. Her hand couldn’t reach the top of his head, so Taeyang had to bend his knees slightly for her to finally pat his head. She then took off her shoes and stepped into the living room.
But after swaying left and right a few times, she plopped down on the spot.
"Hehehehe, it’s home. Hooome..."
Seeing this, Taeyang squatted down in front of her.
"You’re very drunk, aren’t you? Don’t you think about going to your own home?"
"Huh?"
Ji-eun tilted her head, making a strange sound as if she didn’t understand. She pressed her forehead against Taeyang’s solar plexus and muttered in a hot breath.
"Where did Taeyang drink? Stop talking nonsense~ This is my house, so where am I going?!"
Ji-eun, who usually tried to act as adult as possible due to her physical complex, would let out all her pent-up emotions when she got drunk like this.
"Yeah, where are you going?"
And Taeyang, who knew this well, calmly soothed her.
Suddenly, Ji-eun slightly raised the corner of her mouth and placed her hand on Taeyang’s thigh.
To others, it would be a shocking, even fainting, level of sexual harassment.
"So haaard..."
With a lewd smile, her hand gradually moved towards Taeyang’s crotch. This level of physical contact would be shocking sexual harassment to any other man, but in Taeyang and Ji-eun’s relationship, it was just ordinary skinship.
"Okay."
Leaving her hand on his thigh, Taeyang lifted Ji-eun.
With his arms firmly supporting her knees and back, he carried her in a princess carry and laid her down on the living room sofa.
As Taeyang moved away, Ji-eun, who had been giggling and touching his thigh, suddenly lifted her head. With her eyes wide open like a meerkat, she looked around. Of course, her eyes were wide open, but there was not a single hint of intelligence in them.
She muttered,
"Our Jibe... The sofa... Was it like this..."
Still firmly believing this was her house, she turned her body and pressed her face into the leather.
"Ssssuuuup- Ha... Why does it smell like Taeyang?"
"That’s sexual harassment."
With a smirk, Taeyang took out an ice cream from the refrigerator.
Since she wouldn’t be able to open the packaging properly in her current state, he peeled it off and handed her the stick part.
"Here, eat this and sober up a bit."
Looking at Ji-eun blankly accepting the Melona, Taeyang asked,
"How many bottles did you drink?"
"I don’t know... I stopped counting after four bottles..."
"Just soju?"
"Noooo..."
Certainly, as far as Taeyang knew, Ji-eun’s alcohol tolerance was about three and a half bottles, so if she drank four bottles and more, it was natural for her to be this drunk. Still, it was amazing that her small body could hold that much soju.
"I drank roughly... The makgeolli at the third round was too much. Kheeeee!"
Ji-eun made a strange sound and sat up to eat the ice cream. As she had a meaningless staring contest with the Melona, she clasped her hands together as if in prayer.
"Uh-hehehe."
With both palms holding the Melona stick, she rubbed her hands together and rotated it.
"Churururung- Chororop-"
A rather lewd sound echoed as she ate the ice cream.
As if to prove she was drunk, Ji-eun made all sorts of noises while sucking on the Melona. Of course, she didn’t eat quietly, so the result wasn’t clean.
Continuously melting the Melona with her tongue and lips, she didn’t swallow properly, and it dripped down her chin.
Drops of melted ice cream fell onto her chest. Several green spots appeared on her clothes, which didn’t bulge at all. Seeing this, Taeyang added a short remark.
"Don’t spill it on the sofa."
"Slurp slurp slurp slurp. Hehe."
"Are you saying you understand or not? Anyway, eat and stay quiet. I’ll be back in a moment."
Taeyang went to the entrance and put on his slippers.
This wasn’t the first or second time this had happened, and when Ji-eun was this drunk, she rarely wanted to go back to her own house. She insisted this was her house, so logic didn’t work with her.
Rather than having a pointless argument about whether she should go home or not, it was better to let her sleep here and inform Ji-eun’s family. Besides, contacting them was easy since they lived right next door.
He stood in front of the next-door neighbor’s front door and immediately rang the doorbell.
[Who is it?]
A delicate voice came from the intercom.
Taeyang looked at the camera on the intercom and bowed his head lightly.
"Hello. It’s me."
[It’s Taeyang. Just a moment.]
With a click, the sound cut off, and soon someone opened the door from inside.
Ji-eun’s mother, Ji-yoon, opened the door and nodded.
"What’s the matter?"
"You didn’t hear anything?"
"What do you mean?"
Taeyang smiled bitterly and turned his gaze towards his house.
One of the downsides of an expensive apartment was its excellent soundproofing. Unless someone was right outside the door making noise, you wouldn’t hear anything.
Thanks to this, Ji-yoon hadn’t noticed Ji-eun causing a ruckus in front of Taeyang’s house.
"Ji-eun is sleeping at our place. Well, not sleeping right now, but she will soon."
Even with the somewhat disjointed explanation, Ji-yoon understood immediately.
In an instant, her expression darkened, and the sound of her grinding teeth made Taeyang tense.
"I sent her to college..."
Ji-yoon put her hand on her forehead and sighed. Her gaze flicked to the baseball bat in the corner of the shoe rack. She muttered as if lamenting.
"Causing such a scene at someone else’s house... I should break her legs with a stick or something."
A grown adult getting drunk and causing a scene? Well, it might be pathetic, but it’s not unforgivable for a 20-year-old’s antics.
But Ji-eun’s current situation was far beyond that. No matter how close they had been for a long time, like family, if she caused such a scene with a younger man, what parent could stand it?
Ji-yoon apologized bitterly.
"I’m sorry."
Of course, this was because Ji-yoon didn’t know about Ji-eun and Taeyang’s secret relationship. Taeyang smiled kindly.
"Hahaha. Ji-eun really likes me."
"Still, that’s no excuse. I’ll go right now and—"
"No, no."
Taeyang quickly waved his hand.
Knowing Ji-eun’s usual drunken antics, Taeyang knew this was a situation he absolutely could not allow. If he went back with Ji-yoon now, there would be a storm.
"She’ll just whine about not going in, so let’s just put her to sleep in the living room and send her back in the morning."
"I’m glad you say that, but aren’t you and Moon-byul busy with important things right now?" freewebnovel.cσ๓
Ji-yoon sighed deeply, looking very worried.
"If you two get your grades dropped because of taking care of that girl Ji-eun... I won’t be able to face your parents."
Ji-yoon’s concern was valid. Taeyang’s parents were overseas, and she was their guardian during that time.
Ji-yoon and Taeyang’s parents had been neighbors for 10 years and had a close relationship.
"It’s okay. Moon-byul said she’s staying overnight at a friend’s study room, so I’m the only one home."
"...It would be better if Moon-byul were there. Isn’t it more of a problem that you’re the only one there?"
"Uh... Ah... Haha."
Taeyang scratched the back of his head with an embarrassed smile. Even after nearly 20 years, he still hadn’t fully adapted to this world.
"I’m fine. It’s not someone else, it’s Ji-eun."
"Yeah... She should have a conscience not to bother you."
As far as Taeyang knew, Ji-eun’s father had abandoned them when she was young.
So Ji-yoon had to raise Ji-eun alone, and when she went to work, Ji-eun was left alone. That’s when Taeyang’s parents willingly offered to take care of her.
That’s how Ji-eun, after school, would first go to Taeyang’s house instead of her own, and would roam the neighborhood with Taeyang, Moon-byul, and Ah-hyun.
They were truly like one family.
It was no wonder that when drunk, Ji-eun’s homing instinct led her to Taeyang’s front door. freёwebnovel.com
The close relationship between the two households had paused when Ji-yoon started working from home, but it resumed when Taeyang’s parents went abroad.
Was it right for Taeyang and Moon-byul, still minors, to be left alone while their parents went abroad? While pondering this, Ji-yoon offered to take care of them.
Of course, since Taeyang was mature and good at household chores, she didn’t interfere much, but she would prepare basic side dishes on weekends and take care of things that required a guardian.
"Yeah... You’re so capable, Taeyang. I’m sorry. Then tell Ji-eun to come back tomorrow with a clear mind and be prepared."
"Yes. Go inside."
Taeyang smiled and bowed.
Anyway, he had gotten permission for Ji-eun to stay over, so all that was left was to go home and have a good time with her.
She had been busy with finals and such lately. Thinking of having fun with her after a long time, he hummed a tune and returned home.
"I thought you were waiting quietly... Oh."
Returning to the living room, Taeyang lost his words and laughed emptily. Thank goodness Moon-byul wasn’t here.
The sight of the long-awaited results of their training was always satisfying.
Lewd sounds echoed through the living room.
Squish— Squish—
Ji-eun, lost in self-pleasure, slightly lifted her head and met Taeyang’s gaze.
"Ah, ha... What? Taeyang’s house?"
To her, half out of her mind, it seemed like Taeyang had come to her house.
"What is this place? Did you come to impregnate me?!"
Ji-eun’s eyes half-closed.
Simultaneously, she turned her seated position 90 degrees, fully exposing her naked lower half. Her young pussy, soaked from masturbation, gushed with vaginal fluid.
"Did you come to impregnate me?!"
