A Lewd Sketch Artist in a Gender-Reversed World - Chapter 72

Chapter 72: Why is this here?

At his words, Eunbyeol asked herself inside.

(What, what did he say?)

The reason she asked herself inside was that her body was stiff, and the words wouldn't come out of her mouth.

Se-won's sudden strike had the destructive power to momentarily freeze her.

She looked at the trash can at her feet with a slightly resentful gaze.

(Crazy... why didn't you throw it away!)

Honestly, she had noticed it when she was cleaning up earlier. She had just passed by without thinking much about it.

She hadn't imagined that he would look at that.

Other things aside, that kind of trash should be taken out and thrown away outside the front door.

She had been in a hurry to change her clothes, and she hadn't had the time to clean that up.

Who would have thought it would snowball like this?

(First, let's pretend not to know.)

Standing stiffly would only reveal her inner thoughts. She forced a smile and said,

"Haha... what are you talking about, brother? Stop joking around."

She was quite good at improvisation. With her excellent social skills, she could get out of any difficult situation in one way or another.

She could have distracted his attention or come up with a plausible excuse. If it had been a normal situation where her used tissues were discovered, she might have gotten away with it.

But the problem was that Se-won was more tenacious than she thought.

He looked at Eunbyeol and asked her interrogatively.

"Really?"

"Yes, yes.'

"Really not?"

'That's what I said..."

'Have you ever used me as a side dish for masturbation?"

"Ah, I said no! Why do you keep asking such things!!"

In the end, Eunbyeol couldn't stand the embarrassment and had to scream. Her face gradually flushed with each question.

Her cheeks felt as if they were burning, and she felt cold sweat on her back. Eunbyeol looked at  Se-won with a slightly disgusted expression.

What is this crazy guy talking about...

"Why is the thrust so good..."

She had already used him to relieve her lust the day before, hearing that he was coming.

She had done it thinking that it might relieve her tension.

Who would have thought he would ask her outright if she had used him as a side dish... She felt a little guilty inside, but she still tried to pull herself together.

"Really?"

"Yes, so stop asking."

She was confident that she could get out of this situation.

Anyway, he had no evidence. Even if there were tissues in the trash can, it wasn't confirmed that they were used for masturbation.

The leap that she had used him as a side dish would also be just a suspicion. How would he know if she had masturbated last night or if she had hit the jackpot with the number 1/9/6 as the bottom line?

He was probably just asking as a joke. He was the kind of person who often joked around.

If she kept denying it like this, he would naturally let it go...

That's what Eunbyeol was thinking.

Then it happened.

Se-won opened his mouth again.

"...Really?"

Eunbyeol looked ahead for a moment. She saw him scratching his head awkwardly. Yes, it was an awkward gesture.

Like an action to build up for the words behind, it was a gesture that resembled acting.

"Huh?"

For a moment, Eunbyeol felt a strong sense of déjà vu. This troublesome situation, it felt like it wouldn't end here.

It was as if a damp and stuffy atmosphere, like being in the mouth of a snake, surrounded her.

Soon, he muttered to himself.

"Strange... then did you apply for that picture just for appreciation?"

"...?!"

At those words, Eunbyeol couldn't help but be shocked.

"Picture?"

Why is there suddenly talk of a picture here? There was no reason for it to come up.

Of course, she knew that he was preparing for the art college entrance exam and had some knowledge of drawing.

But did that have anything to do with this situation? It was something that would never come up in this situation.

Moreover, 'that picture'... At the words that seemed to refer to something, a sinister assumption flashed through Eunbyeol's mind.

The word 'no way' echoed in her mind.

Her face, which had been flushed with embarrassment, was now losing its color due to an unknown sense of unease.

Meanwhile, LmSe-won was smiling meaningfully.

"Eunbyeol"

"Yes, yes?"

"I earn pocket money by accepting commission requests, you know... Ah, do you know what a commission is? It's receiving a request for a drawing."

"Ah, I know..."

Of course, she knew.

There were few people who applied for commissions as often as she did. She had even put in a commission related to him a few days ago, so there was no way she didn't know what a commission was.

"Yeah, I recently received a quite interesting request through that commission."

Se-won's words continued.

She felt as if her throat was getting dry.

The vague assumption she had been thinking about in her mind was gradually growing in size.

What if, by any chance.

What if he had drawn her picture? Was that why he was interrogating her like this?

How should she react?

With each piece of information coming from Se-won's mouth, Eunbyeol felt as if she was being cornered.

Still, she forced a smile and denied it.

'Ah, no way... haha.'

If she thought calmly, it was a completely nonsensical situation.

What were the odds?

The person she had requested the picture from was a classmate from the same university. Moreover, it wasn't just any picture, but a lewd one.

A picture of that nature, with male genitalia and female nudity.

Moreover, the artist's work had a somewhat hard feel to it, and it was drawn by a 'man' like this, not a 'woman'?

It was something that wouldn't happen easily.

But sometimes, unbelievable things happen in the world.

"Hey."

As if denying her thoughts, Se-won opened his mouth again.

"Look at your phone."

A cold, commanding tone, as if he wouldn't continue any unnecessary conversation.

He was already tapping on his phone. It looked as if he was sending a message to someone.

Soon, Eunbyeol's phone rang with a 'Woowoong!' sound.

Eunbyeol hurriedly took out her phone and checked the contents.

A hot picture that had just arrived from 'hala' was displayed on her screen.

'Crazy.'

As she had wanted, a picture of a man who looked like Se-won spanking a woman lying on the bed.

The picture itself was quite dynamic, drawn in his unique style, and the background and composition were very much to her liking, as if her imagination had been realized.

If it had been normal, she might have taken off her pants and enjoyed a calm appreciation time, saying it was good. She might have even taken a couple of shots right there, saying she liked it.

But Eunbyeol couldn't do that now.

The female character in the picture was a complete replica of herself.

Her disheveled indigo hair and her grimacing face.

Eunbyeol eyes shook as if there had been an earthquake as she confirmed this.

'Why am I here?'

The used tissue bin was already pushed to the back of her mind.

Now, there was a bigger problem.

Questions arose and were answered one by one in her mind. Her scattered mind unconsciously put together the scattered puzzle pieces.

Why? She had never shown her real appearance to a person named 'hala'.

Not a photo, not even a description of what she looked like. So why was her appearance clearly depicted in that picture?

The answer was simple.

His suggestive tone, the current situation, and the information revealed all pointed to one fact.

He already knew everything. That she had secretly requested lewd pictures related to him, and that she had used them for masturbation.

'......'

Eunbyeol looked ahead again with trembling eyes. She lifted her head, which had been lowered by her phone, back up.

This moment of lifting her head felt quite long.

What kind of expression would he be making now?

Would he be making a playful expression like before, or would he be grinning as if he found it amusing?

If not that, then...

Gulp.

Eun Eunbyeol suppressed her fear and lifted her gaze.

The Se-won she saw was coldly hardened.

As if he were angry.

"Hic!"

Seeing that, Eunbyeol could only stiffen. His cold face was scarier than she had imagined.

There was no smile on his lips, and a chill seemed to flow from his eyes.

Soon, he spoke.

"Eunbyeol"

In a voice without the usual ups and downs.

"If I... take this picture to the police station, what do you think will happen?"

As if saying, you're screwed.

"I'm, I'm doomed..."

Her body shook like a trembling aspen.