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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Vine
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“I want to see you and Mars ‘making love’!”
“!!!”
A cheerful smile accompanied a not-so-cheerful request. Mars shot up from her seat.
“You, you, you…!”
Making love in a love hotel. The implication was clear.
Mars stammered, stomping her feet, while Juno pressed on, unfazed.
“You like Chrono, don’t you, Mars?”
“Of course I do!”
Mars glanced at me. Juno smiled sweetly.
“How much do you like him?”
“Well, that is…”
Mars’s head drooped, her face reddening. She covered it with her hands.
“A lot.”
“How much is ‘a lot’?”
“…A lot.”
“Give me an analogy.”
“An analogy…”
She peeked at me through her fingers.
“…I want to bear his child.”
“Huh? What did you say?”
“I want to bear his child.”
“Whose child?”
“…”
The embarrassment faded, replaced by sincerity. Pure emotion. A love she wanted to possess, to give herself to completely. Mars placed a hand on her stomach and murmured,
“His… child…”
“…”
“I like him enough to want to bear his child.”
“…Oh… okay.”
The blunt confession threw Juno off balance. I seized the opportunity and separated them.
“Okay, okay, the joke’s over. You’re making Juno uncomfortable.”
“…What?”
Mars finally looked up. I thought I could smoothly change the subject, but—
“I wasn’t joking.”
“Hey…!”
Juno wasn’t done. She looked at us with interest.
“Now I’m even more curious. How do you two ‘make love’?”
“Seriously? I thought you were joking…”
She looked genuinely curious. ‘She’s not actually going to make us do it, is she?’
Mars and I acted like a seasoned couple, but we’d been dating for less than two months. Having sex with an audience? We’d be too embarrassed even if we were alone.
“No way. Why would we do that? Even if we did, we’d do it in private.”
I waved my hands dismissively. I wasn’t an exhibitionist. Please find someone else and leave us to enjoy some wholesome fun.
“…Chrono.”
“Uh-huh.”
No. Stop looking at me like that. Why are some things off-limits?
“I… like you.”
“Even so…”
“You like me too, right?”
“…No… no, no…!”
I knew she liked me. I liked her too. But that wasn’t a reason to have public sex. What happens in the left hand should stay in the left hand. There were very few people who enjoyed having sex in public, even if it was for money!
‘And some people even make a living off it!’
But we weren’t going to film a live AV. I kept refusing, but Mars persisted.
“Are you embarrassed to do it with me?”
“Why are you taking it that way?”
“Are you embarrassed to do it with me? Or do you have feelings for Juno?”
“Ha…”
Her tone grew harsh. This conversation was spiraling out of control. I had to end it quickly. This was a terrible situation.
‘But… that’s it.’
I looked at Mars.
“…Why are you smirking? Are you trying to laugh it off because you’re embarrassed?”
“No, because you’re cute.”
“! …You think I’ll fall for that again?”
“Then I’ll say you’re lovely.”
“I… I might fall for that…”
Mars shrunk back, embarrassed. That’s what I found cute about her. So cute and lovely that I wanted to hug her.
‘My ex-girlfriend…’
From my previous life, before I possessed this body. I’d dated someone who dumped me right before I joined the military.
[I can’t wait forever, can I?]
[…You’re something else.]
I was hurt back then. The usually affectionate girl suddenly turned cold and rational. I knew she was done with me.
‘But looking back, it wasn’t that bad.’
At least she didn’t ghost me. I was able to move on. When a woman draws a line, she cuts off her emotions first. So, conversely, if she kept showing emotional reactions, it meant she wasn’t truly disgusted, but rather…
“…Why are you staring at me?”
“Because you’re beautiful.”
“S-Stop teasing me…!”
Mars scratched her head, trying to regain her composure. But her tail wagged slightly, betraying her true feelings. No woman disliked compliments, especially when mixed with affection.
“I’m not teasing you. I used to, but… now I genuinely like you.”
“…”
Mars fell silent. Sometimes, silence was golden. But only when it meant “stop doing stupid things.”
“I think it’s cute how your ponytail sways when you’re happy, like a puppy.”
“Ugh…”
“And how you act all tough in public, but get shy when we’re alone. That’s lovely.”
“…Uh…”
“And how you hug me protectively when other girls are around, then pretend nothing happened when they’re gone. That’s adorable.”
“…Stop… stop it…!”
“Do you really want me to stop?”
“…Don’t just say it.”
“What? Haha!”
I sat next to her on the mattress, which dipped slightly under our weight. I placed my hand on hers, and she flinched but didn’t pull away.
“Uh…!”
I interlaced my fingers with hers. She squeezed my hand—and my fingers were crushed.
‘Not just pushed out…’
My knuckles were screaming in pain.
“Ow…!”
Was this knuckle torture? I hadn’t expected to feel the pain of Korean independence activists in this way.
“! Did I hurt you?”
Mars quickly released her grip. I narrowed my eyes.
“I thought my fingers were going to break…”
“…Sorry.”
“It’s okay. It’s part of your charm.”
“…”
“Actually, it’s not okay, so don’t make a fist.”
One wrong move and I’d be in the hospital. I might be a comedic character, but I didn’t want to cry to the nurse again.
Mars relaxed her hand. ‘That was close.’ I almost ended up with a broken spine. I didn’t want to die again right after waking up.
“…This is funny, though.”
“Huh? Funny?”
Mars looked dejected, which made me laugh even more. She didn’t seem to realize it, but…
“Why do we always end up like this when we try to be romantic…?”
“…I said I’m sorry.”
“Don’t apologize. Your airheadedness is part of your charm.”
“Are you teasing me again?”
“I’m saying I like you enough to see your flaws as strengths.”
“…”
That was… oddly comforting. Mars just stared at me, unable to define her feelings.
“What? Are you annoyed?”
“…Are you copying me now?”
“Couples who are in love tend to act alike.”
“D-Do they…?”
“Just kidding.”
“…”
“Just kidding! I’m not teasing you!”
I wouldn’t dare tease her. She’d probably shatter like glass.
“If you do that again… you’re dead.”
I was serious. She’d at least end up with a hole somewhere. She looked genuinely upset.
“But you know I love you, right?”
“…Ugh…”
I snuggled closer, and she immediately softened. I couldn’t help but find her adorable. I stroked her waist, and she leaned against me.
“…Chrono.”
“Yeah?”
“…You know…”
I like you.
Mars’s confession. I was about to respond, but—
“You always put up with my bullshit…”
She wasn’t finished. I rested my cheek on her head and listened.
“Even when I… mess up… or get angry… you always put up with me…”
“You always smile and laugh it off when I do weird things, and…”
“…Aren’t you just an emotional trash can?”
If I accepted everything she did, I was just a trash can. Did she like me because I was convenient?
“Hey, that’s not… not true, is it? It’s not, right?”
“You’re asking me?”
You’re supposed to deny it. I clicked my tongue, and Mars flinched.
“Sorry… is it hard to put up with my bullshit…?”
“Your body makes up for it.”
“…”
“Even when you’re angry, you’re hot. I can handle it with my masochistic tendencies.”
“You’re just a pervert.”
“So are you.”
No, I’m not! Yes, you are! No, I’m not!
Says the one who licked my balls.
That’s…!
“…I’m a woman who can appreciate even the dirtiest parts of the man she loves!”
“That’s shamelessly bold of you.”
Well, that’s what I liked about her.
“But I like it.”
“…!”
“You’re my second favorite.”
“…”
“Ur-noona is first.”
“…Asshole.”
That was harsh. She came along knowing that.
“But I’ll be your favorite someday.”
“I’ll look forward to it.”
She might not be my best girl, but she was definitely one of a kind. I stroked her waist, comforting her silently.
“I’ve been thinking about how to beat that bitch.”
“Oh? What is it?”
Let’s hear it.
“Cooking is out. I can’t cook.”
“And?”
“I’m not good at makeup, fashion, or taking care of myself. I’m just starting out.”
“So?”
“But there’s one thing I’m confident I can beat her at.”
“Which is?”
Mars looked up at me and declared proudly,
“I have a killer body.”
“…I’ll give you that.”
If Ur-noona was a comforting haven, Mars was like ground zero after a bombing. Hot and explosive. And speaking of which—
“Mars…!”
“Chrono…!”
They were lost in their own world.
“…”
Juno silently felt the pure love.
But Chrono, Mars is best girl. What part of this don’t you understand?
They forgot two times about Juno lmao
Juno is a third wheel looking at real love. I completely forgot she was there until near the ending!
They and I forgot about her twice