A Lewd Sketch Artist in a Gender-Reversed World - Chapter 70

Chapter 70 :

The air felt frozen. Time seemed to stop, as if it had paused momentarily in this place.

Although her body was free, she felt unable to move. Only a cold silence lingered here.

'Huh?'

Eunbyeol regretted her words almost immediately after speaking.

It was too impulsive.

Clearly, this wasn't the right moment. It wasn't a romantic atmosphere like in a melodrama, nor had she shared a deep conversation with Se-won.

Instead, she had been silent and gloomy until now, suddenly asking such an awkward question.

It was like a loner suddenly confessing their feelings out of the blue.

She definitely didn't want to say something like a confession in such a shabby situation.

But before she knew it, the words had already slipped out of her mouth.

"Ugh, crazy... What did I just say?"

It was the alcohol. This was definitely because of the alcohol. The words that had only been swirling in her mind had come out because the alcohol had broken the filter in her brain.

She often spoke recklessly when drunk, and that habit had finally caused trouble.

She cursed herself inwardly.

"You crazy girl!"

Her face felt hot. Even though she was sitting directly in front of the air conditioner, her neck and above felt unusually hot.

Trying to smooth things over, she forced a laugh and spoke.

"Ah, ahaha... It's nothing. I was just curious."

Of course, it wasn't a helpful excuse. The water had already been spilled, and asking so directly, he couldn't help but notice.

For a moment, a thoughtful hum came from his mouth.

"Hmm..."

She saw him shaking the glass in his hand, seemingly deep in thought. It appeared he had a habit of fiddling with things when he was thinking.

If only she could read his mind... But his expressionless face only made her feel more negative.

Physically, it was just a moment, but to Eunbyeol, it felt like an eternity.

After a while, Se-won finally opened his mouth.

"How do you think I feel?"

Instead of an answer, it was another question. Her difficult question was met with an equally difficult one.

She tilted her head.

"..Yes?"

"How do you think I feel?"

A hint of mischief flickered in his slightly upturned eyes as he looked at her. His dark pupils reflected her flustered image.

He was smiling, but she couldn't help but stiffen. She hadn't expected the question to be returned like this.

What kind of answer would please him... Thinking about it made her mind go blank.

Eventually, what came out of Eunbyeol's mouth was not an answer but a trailing off.

"That..."

Her mind was still not working.

"What should I say?"

Honestly, she didn't think he felt very good. Unlike her, who had been friendly with him, she had made quite a few mistakes. At best, he probably saw her as just a friendly acquaintance, Friend A. That's what Eunbyeol genuinely thought.

Of course, she couldn't say that outright, nor could she praise herself...

In many ways, it was a dilemma. It was no wonder she was at a loss for words.

"That..."

Tick-tock.

Time stretched again. One second felt like it was being split endlessly.

The longer time passed, the more suffocated Eunbyeol felt. She wished someone would come and break this situation...

Just then.

Squeak!!

The sliding door of the room opened, and her friends entered, immediately starting to talk loudly.

"Hey, Eunbyeol! Does this girl usually smoke 6mm cigarettes?"

"Eh, uh? Yeah. Probably..."

"Wow, she's struggling to finish quickly."

"No! There's not much difference between 1mm and 6mm!"

It seemed like they had been arguing about something outside.

The heavy atmosphere that had been pressing down was quickly dispersed by the sudden appearance of the drunks.

It took only five seconds for the solid silence to shatter completely.

Eunbyeol sighed in relief at the sight of them.

'Phew...'

Eunbyeol had never been more grateful for her friends than at this moment.

___________

____

After that, the drinking party continued... somewhat normally.

Thanks to the relatively lively Yoo boram and Jae-eun, the atmosphere lifted again.

Se-won glanced at Eunbyeol a few times but didn't say anything to her. With so many people around, it seemed he couldn't talk to her separately.

So, the atmosphere didn't seem much different from before.

Like adding vibrant yellow to an already colorful painting, the overall mood became lively again.

But even if you paint over a canvas with yellow, the original painting underneath doesn't completely disappear.

Similarly, beneath this lively atmosphere, a subtle tension still lingered, mainly in Eunbyeol's mind.

Clearly, this was a drinking party where everyone should be having fun, but she felt like she was on another planet.

The awkward air seemed to choke her.

Unable to bear the awkwardness any longer, Eunbyeol stood up.

"Hey, I'll just go to the bathroom for a moment..."

"Huh? Oh, okay."

After telling Jae-eun, who was sitting next to her, she left the room.

Eunbyeol walked to the bathroom and splashed some cold water on her face.

Splash! Splash!

Every time the cold tap water touched her face, her mind cleared a little.

And with that, the memory in her mind became clearer.

After washing her face, she casually entered one of the bathroom stalls.

Then, she covered her face as if embarrassed.

"Ahh... You crazy girl..."

No matter how she thought about it, she had done something incredibly foolish. She should have waited until they were closer to confess, but she had done it in such a cringeworthy way.

Of course, it wasn't a direct confession, but her feelings were probably obvious. He was sharper than she thought.

Once she realized that, their ordinary friendship was already over. That's just how things were between men and women.

"Is this the end?"

It seemed certain that their relationship would become awkward after today. The gloomy mood she had been in since this afternoon had hit rock bottom.

Honestly, she just wanted to go home and relieve her stress as usual.

She already felt half rejected by him.

Rather than holding onto false hopes, she thought it might be better to go home and indulge in her fantasies using 'that picture' to satisfy her desires.

The thought of going home to masturbate after such a bold move made her laugh bitterly at herself.

'Huh... Is this what they call a loser's masturbation...'

She made such a meaningless joke and let out a self-deprecating laugh. Of course, it wasn't funny at all.

But it seemed like a decent method. She wanted to relieve this feeling somehow.

In the end, it seemed she was an irredeemable pervert.

But there was one problem with using that picture as her fantasy.

"But... I'm getting a bit tired of that picture..."

Like chewing gum until all the flavor is gone, the excitement from that picture was fading.

After all, she had used the same picture more than seven times to get off, so it was natural that she was reaching her limit. At times like this, she usually needed new stimulation.

Her gaze briefly shifted to the phone in her pocket.

'...Should I request it again?'

Originally, she didn't plan to. Clearly, using him as a fantasy for her masturbation was exciting, but it came with a strong sense of guilt.

When the picture she had requested before was posted on Tartalls, how shocked she had been... After experiencing that, she had planned to delay any new requests as much as possible.

But there were irresistible impulses in the world.

Human behavior was driven more by emotions than reason, and such emotions often surfaced when one was cornered.

Especially in a state like now, where her reason was somewhat numbed by alcohol. She could easily discard her morality to that extent.

'Just this once...'

With that thought, she took out her phone.

_______ _

___

Ring!

It was when I was eating hwachae with Yoo boram. Surprisingly, the hwachae was cool and sweet, quite delicious.

Although the portion was a bit small, it seemed that in summer, there was nothing better than hwachae as a dessert.

Thanks to that, even Yoo boram, who had been grumbling at first, was eating it well.

Among the ingredients in the hwachae, I particularly liked coconut jelly.

You know, the pure white, cube-shaped jelly in fruit cocktail cans. Those pure white jellies that resemble the skin of white people.

Whenever I chewed the chewy coconut jelly, I felt as if I were chewing on the nipples of a white woman.

I wondered if the nipples of a white woman would taste this sweet... If so, I was ready to immigrate to Europe immediately.

Anyway, while I was eating the hwachae.

Ring! Ring!

The alarm on the phone placed on the table rang continuously.

Because of that, I had to stop eating the hwachae and look at my phone.

'Who is it?'

Looking at the chat window, I saw that a message had arrived from 'SpoiledMe'. It was another alias for Eunbyeol, who had gone to the bathroom just a moment ago.

[SpoiledMe: Hello...hehe]

[SpoiledMe: I want to request that commission again...]

[SpoiledMe: Is it possible to use the same character as last time?]

'...Huh?'

I couldn't help but be surprised. What kind of thought process in the bathroom leads to suddenly requesting a commission?

It was a thought I couldn't understand.

"She's been giving interesting reactions today."

First, she suddenly asks an awkward question, then she's been sulking alone. Today, she had shown quite a variety of expressions.

Honestly, when she asked earlier, I could have answered normally.

I could have given a typical answer like, 'She's pretty, so she's good,' or 'She's a nice person, so she seems fine.' Maybe that's what she wanted to hear.

In reality, I was planning to tease her a little and then give a normal answer. Well, in the end, the kids came in, so I couldn't say anything.

I chuckled.

She was expressing her affection for me in so many ways.

"I should respond properly."

Squeak!

Just as I was thinking that, she came back into the room from the bathroom.

Her face had a rather gloomy look. Her lips, which usually curved upwards, were turned down, and her cat-like eyes were drooping.

She quietly sat down and fixed her gaze on the table.

She looked like a sad cat, which made me smile slightly. I looked at her for a moment, then glanced around.

"Hey, hey. The hwachae is really delicious."

"Right? See, I told you it's amazing as a dessert."

At that moment, Jae-eun and Yoo boram were busy discussing the hwachae. Jae-young, who was sleeping peacefully next to me, didn't need to be mentioned.

In other words, there was no one to pay attention to us right now. Exchanging a few words should be fine.

I tapped Eunbyeol's arm, which was across from me, with my finger.

Tap tap.

She flinched at the sudden touch. Her gaze, which had been fixed on the table, now turned to me.

I whispered so only she could hear.

"Can I come to your place next Tuesday?"

Tuesday would be in about 4 days. Since the semester was pretty much over, there shouldn't be any issues.

At my words, she showed various reactions.

First, she looked blank as if she didn't understand what I was saying, then she came to her senses and nodded vigorously in a panic.

"Ah, yes. Yes!"

Every time she nodded, her hair, which resembled the night sky, fluttered. Oh, she only needed to nod once, but she was going to break her neck at this rate.

But thanks to my words, she seemed a bit relieved and let out a sigh, 'Phew...' A slight brightness returned to her gloomy face.

Seeing that, I thought to myself.

"Alright, see you in 4 days."

In 4 days, the picture she requested should be completed.

And so, the drinking party came to an end.