A Lewd Sketch Artist in a Gender-Reversed World - Chapter 23
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Chapter 23 : April, what?
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I've never truly felt the effects of global warming. It always seemed like a distant issue to me.
Whether the ozone layer was being destroyed dozens of kilometers above or the polar ice caps were melting, killing polar bears.
I only saw it in news articles or newspapers, never really feeling the impact of global warming while scratching my thighs in my room.
It always seemed like a distant problem.
But now, as I walked to school after getting off the hellish subway, I was keenly feeling the effects of global warming.
'It's so damn hot...'
South Korea is a country with four distinct seasons.
From March to May, the weather is warm, and flowers bloom on the land.
From June to August, summer begins with hot weather, and plants grow lushly.
From September to November, autumn starts, and the lush leaves begin to fall one by one.
From December to February, winter finally arrives, bringing a brief death to the leaves.
South Korea has distinct temperatures for each season, something our ancestors proudly boasted about.
Our four seasons give us strength and diversity. I vaguely remember an old man shouting this from a bench when I was young.
But that's all in the past now.
Global warming has messed up the temperatures, leaving only summer and winter in South Korea, with summer becoming particularly long and hot.
April.
Time had passed, and it was now mid-April.
Originally, the weather should have been warm, and the beautiful cherry blossoms should have been finishing their show, but.
Damn it, the cherry blossoms had already bloomed and fallen long ago.
And with them, spring seemed to have disappeared, as the weather had already turned to early summer.
"Sigh..."
Unable to bear the blazing sunlight, I took off my cardigan.
Fortunately, it wasn't hot and humid enough to make me sweat, but the hot sun was enough to make me take off my thin cardigan.
Waking up in the morning was already miserable, and now the heat was adding to it. The world was being harsh.
Fortunately, the hot weather wasn't all bad.
The night air in summer was sweeter than in winter, and there was an inexplicable catharsis in feeling the temperature difference between the air-conditioned indoors and outdoors.
And best of all, women's clothing had become thinner.
I saw. Women walking down the street in thin clothes.
"Wow, why is the weather suddenly like this? It's crazy."
"Look, not a single cloud in the sky. It's so sunny."
Some were wearing short miniskirts, some were wearing thin white shirts that revealed their underwear, and crop tops that exposed their waists were not uncommon.
Women who hadn't dressed appropriately for the weather and were wearing thick short-sleeved shirts were also fanning themselves with their collars, unable to bear the heat.
Flap, flap.
Every time the fabric shirt moved, the skin hidden behind it was slightly revealed.
Defenseless and careless.
"Cough, cough."
I coughed inwardly.
Perhaps because the concept of chastity had changed, the women here didn't seem to care much about the gazes around them.
The exposure of their clothes had increased, and they didn't seem to care, using their thin clothes like fans.
Rather, it was the men who seemed to be careful.
Flutter, flutter.
As the hem of the clothes fluttered, soft skin was revealed.
Each time, my eyes rolled around. Naturally, my gaze turned that way, and I tried hard to turn away to keep my last sense of morality.
I was in a serious conflict.
Where should I look? Should I just look straight ahead, or should I walk with my eyes down?
The small sense of moral responsibility left at the end and the greatly increased instinct were wrestling inside me.
"This is driving me crazy..."
I was already sensitive to stimuli because I hadn't been able to relieve my desires lately. My precious little one down there was slowly starting to rise.
Still, I didn't want to just stare, so I turned my head away.
"Sigh, calm down."
I walked down the street, chanting inner peace like a river.
Fortunately, it wasn't just me who was struggling with desire.
"Wow, the temperature is 28 degrees."
"28? Are you serious..."
For a moment, the conversation between two women who had been talking lively stopped.
I wondered why and looked at them for a moment. Their gazes were fixed exactly on my body.
A fleeting moment filled with various emotions passed.
"..Yeah, it's not Daegu, but it's already so hot. Right?"
"Ah, yeah. Right."
But that was only for a moment. The women continued their conversation.
No, that wasn't a conversation. To be precise, it was an act of pretending to have a conversation.
They were desperately trying to make me think they hadn't noticed me looking at them.
Of course, since we had already made eye contact, it was a meaningless act... But I pretended not to notice, considering their effort.
And the two passed by as if nothing had happened.
"Wow... Did you see that just now? It was so sexy."
"I think it was slightly wet down there."
I thought I heard them whispering something behind my back.
I continued to receive such gazes.
Of course, not as blatantly as those two women, but many women glanced at me subtly.
They were all filled with desire, and their instincts came before their rationality.
I was just wearing a short-sleeved shirt and long pants. But even this seemed to arouse someone.
Fortunately, these blatant gazes weren't entirely unpleasant.
In fact, it felt good.
Wasn't it nice to be looked at with favorable eyes by someone? Even if most of that favor was sexual desire, it was good to be liked by someone.
It felt like my value was increasing.
Suddenly, a word came to mind.
"Is this gaze rape?"
Oh... gaze rape.
It might not be bad.
For a moment, I understood the mind of a flasher. Showing off my body and enjoying the reactions of others.
This had its own kind of pleasure.
"Still, I should put my clothes back on."
No matter how others looked at me, I felt uncomfortable with the blatant gazes, so I put my cardigan back on.
It was a bit hot, but I wasn't sweating, and I was almost at school.
As always, the lecture hall was already full of people. This might be because I arrived late.
I had stayed up late drawing last night, so I didn't get much sleep.
I found an empty seat and sat down. Soon after, the professor entered.
"Hello, everyone. Let's start the class."
Now, the struggle began.
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"You've worked hard, everyone. See you next time."
The professor left the lecture hall with a gentle smile.
Following that, the students stood up from their seats as if they had been waiting. Freedom! Their faces seemed to shout.
Monday morning, three consecutive hours of major classes were tough.
Rumble, rumble.
Even though the professor had just left, the students rushed out at a rapid pace.
"Sigh..."
I watched them for a moment and then stood up. Even though it hadn't been five hours since I woke up, I already felt tired.
It was all because of the lectures. Trying to cram numbers and theories into a person's head caused side effects in the brain.
"Anyway, Lee Se-won, you bastard..."
As usual, I cursed 'Lee Se-won,' who had lived in this world. If you hadn't gone to college, this misfortune wouldn't have happened.
Still, the content of the lectures was substantial, so I felt a sense of accomplishment. Unlike yesterday, when it felt like a foreign language, I understood a few things after hearing them several times.
The process of putting something in my head was painful, but it was good to gain knowledge.
As I left the lecture hall, a quiet hallway greeted me.
Most of my classmates had already left. I often came out at this timing on purpose.
Even if I left early, it would only take a few minutes to get home, and I didn't want to feel awkward walking together.
Sacrificing a few minutes for psychological comfort. It was a pretty good cost-performance ratio.
"Oh, oppa!"
As I was walking down the quiet hallway, I heard someone calling me loudly, just like last week. The owner of the voice was, of course, Lee Eunbyeol.
I turned my head in that direction. I could see her running towards me.
"Huh."
And I couldn't help but be surprised for a moment.
The outfit Eunbyeol was wearing. It was quite bold.
A thin crop top that revealed her waist and the faintly visible navy blue underwear beneath it. Tight jeans that revealed her curvaceous figure. The overall outfit was tight, highlighting her well-maintained body.
Her slender waist was distracting, and her large chest absorbed my gaze.
If it weren't for the blue cardigan she was wearing over her top, I would have stared blankly.
The only familiar part of her outfit was the baseball cap she was wearing on her head.
"Hee, you finally came out. I've been waiting for a long time."
As I looked at her, Eunbyeol smiled and spoke. I came to my senses.
"Ah, yeah."
What's going on? Suddenly, what's happening?
She used to wear leggings often, but other than that, she usually wore loose-fitting clothes.
She often wore oversized boxy shirts. Why did her outfit suddenly change?
I wondered if she was dressed like that because of the hot weather.
"What's going on?"
For now, I asked. If I kept standing here blankly, I would only show my confusion, and the more I did that, the more my thoughts would become paralyzed.
It was better to say something than to just stand there.
There must be a reason she took the time to wait for me.
"Ah, it's nothing."
As I was thinking that, she opened her mouth.
"Would you like to go drink with me?"
It had been a while since I heard someone suggest drinking.
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