A Lewd Sketch Artist in a Gender-Reversed World - Chapter 97

Chapter 97 : philosophy

“Phew… I survived.”

*Flush!

The sound of a toilet flushing came from the stall next door.

After a chaotic ordeal, I let out a sigh of relief.

Man, that was a close call.

The reason? There was someone in the stall, so I had to wait outside for several minutes.

During that time, my stomach was in absolute turmoil… It felt like those few minutes stretched into an eternity.

I guess this is where you really feel that time is relative. Einstein was right after all.

Still, the poop I managed to produce after that patient wait was very satisfying.

I won’t go into details for the sake of others’ mental health, but it was a healthy, vibrant poop.

I even thought about taking a picture to preserve the moment… but, no matter how you look at it, that would’ve been too gross, so I held back.

“…”

Let me be clear: don’t get the wrong idea. I’m not some weirdo who gets excited about feces.

My tastes are perfectly normal, and I don’t have any niche fetishes like scat or anything like that.

I just have a bit of a philosophy about poop.

Personally, I believe poop contains the essence of life.

It embodies a cycle, much like life itself.

A herbivore eats grass and poops.

That poop fertilizes the ground, allowing vibrant plants to grow.

Those plants are eaten by herbivores, which are then eaten by carnivores.

The carnivores, in turn, return nutrients to the earth, enabling more plants to grow.

This is how the world turns.

In just one piece of poop, you can find the grand cycle of nature and the law of survival of the fittest.

In other words, poop is a microcosm of the universe (???), a testament to the cyclical nature of existence.

Given this, isn’t it fair to say that the poop I just produced is akin to a life in itself?

At least, that’s how I see it.

So, I didn’t just take a dump.

I gave birth to a life.

“What a shame…”

It’s such a pity that I don’t have anyone to discuss this philosophy with.

I considered mentioning it to the two women, but they’d probably look at me like I’m insane.

So, I decided to hold off.

“…Phew.”

Alright, enough of this dirty talk.

I decided to wash up and head back to my seat. Waiting for the stall had already taken up too much time.

I couldn’t even imagine how awkward those two must be feeling right now.

They’re probably sitting there, pretending to look at their phones, avoiding conversation.

“What a mess.”

I gave a bitter smile.

I had anticipated that they might not get along. But seeing it play out in reality was just sad.

There was nothing to be done. Human relationships are never that simple.

Still, I hoped that with time, they might warm up to each other… That’s all I could think.

Lost in these thoughts, I opened the door and stepped back into the bar.

“…Huh?”

And then, I witnessed something surprising.

The two women, who had been throwing subtle shade at each other earlier, were now chatting with cheerful expressions.

The atmosphere was completely different from before I went to the bathroom.

I tilted my head in confusion.

“What’s going on?”

They’re getting along *too* fast, aren’t they?

It hadn’t even been a few days—barely a few dozen minutes—and they were already chummy.

I know human relationships aren’t simple, but isn’t this a bit *too* complicated?

I couldn’t wrap my head around what had happened while I was taking care of business.

“Hey, oppa, you’re back!”

“Why’d it take you so long?”

“Haha…”

For now, I just went back to my seat. I couldn’t just stand there looking flustered.

As I approached awkwardly, the two greeted me with bright smiles, a stark contrast to the earlier vibe.

“What were you guys talking about?”

I decided to go with the flow and join the conversation.

No need to question things and make the atmosphere awkward again.

“We were talking about why you ordered dried pollack.”

“Oppa, dried pollack is tasty, but it’s not exactly the best choice for a first snack, you know? It’s better when you’re already a bit full.”

“Hey, you guys ordered it and then didn’t even eat it!”

They were too busy fighting to eat the okonomiyaki, and now they’re blaming me?

“Oh, right.”

“Let’s order one more dish. Honestly, I’m still kinda hungry… Oh, and I’ll cover this one.”

“Nah, order whatever you want. I’ll pay.”

Maybe because of all the pointless chatter, it didn’t feel too awkward.

As expected, nothing beats idle small talk for breaking the ice.

I let out another sigh of relief in my head.

“Good.”

At least they were trying to lighten the mood.

It was still a bit awkward, but it seemed like they were listening to me and trying not to fight.

That was enough. The fact that they were avoiding conflict because of me was already a huge relief.

After that, we had a casual drinking session.

To be honest, we didn’t eat much, and with our stomachs already half-filled with alcohol, the mood quickly loosened up.

…And so, as we chatted and drank, it was soon time to wrap things up.

“Hmm… Shall we get going?”

I said, looking at the empty plates on the table.

It had been a fun night. There was a moment when things got tense, but it was quickly resolved, and we managed to end the drinking session smoothly.

I was a little—okay, quite—disappointed that a threesome wasn’t happening, but this was satisfying enough.

With that thought, I started to get up to pay the bill.

That’s when it happened.

“Hey, wait.”

Ahrin grabbed my sleeve as I was about to stand.

“You’re just gonna leave like this?”

“Huh? Yeah, I guess so.”

I nodded casually.

Then, Eunbyeol, sitting next to her, asked with a nervous expression.

“Don’t we, like, need to do it together?”

“Huh?”

So *that’s* why she grabbed my sleeve.

I looked at her for a moment before nodding slightly.

“It’s fine, but…”

“Don’t you want to? You were so excited about it on the phone.”

She asked again, her face serious for some reason.

I gave an awkward smile and mumbled.

“Well, I do want to, but…”

Then I looked at both of them and asked.

“Don’t you guys feel uncomfortable?”

I could tell.

Even though they seemed friendly on the surface, there was still a lot of awkwardness between them.

They were being cautious with each other, which naturally meant there was still some distance.

It’s only natural—they just met today. You can’t expect them to act like best friends right away.

So, in a situation like this, I couldn’t force a threesome.

It’d be embarrassing enough for them to share that kind of intimacy in such an awkward dynamic.

That’s why I had willingly given up on the idea of a 3P… or so I thought.

“I don’t mind.”

“Huh?”

That’s when Ahrin spoke up. Her face, slightly flushed maybe from the alcohol, maybe because she really was okay looked calm. As she spoke, Eunbyeol, sitting next to her, chimed in.

“I don’t mind either, oppa.”

“What?”

I tilted my head again.

What’s going on here?

“Seriously?”

“Yeah, and to be honest… I kinda want to.”

The threesome I had given up on was suddenly back on the table.

The two women, my biggest concern, were the ones saying they were okay with it.

My heart swelled with emotion. My little friend down below was screaming, “This is it!”

The joy of regaining something you’d given up on is doubled. For a moment, I felt tears welling up in my eyes.

(*Sniff)

Swallowing my tears, I pulled both women into a hug. They looked startled for a second.

When they’re saying it like this, there’s no reason for me to refuse.

I didn’t bother playing hard to get.

With a big grin, I said.

“Alright. Let’s go.”

You gotta seize the opportunity when it comes.

As much as I regretted it, my libido wasn’t weak enough to turn this down.

So, I quickly paid the bill and started looking for a nearby motel.

Maybe because we were downtown, or maybe because it was near a bar, I spotted one almost immediately.

As I walked into the motel, I glanced back.

As expected, they looked nervous, their faces stiff as they slowly followed me in.

They’d had some drinks, but it seemed the nerves were still there.

I guess I’ll have to take the lead in easing the awkwardness.

Since I’m the connection between them, it’s only right that I put in the effort.

I grinned from ear to ear.

“Hell yeah.”

A threesome!

A 3P!

The dream I’d given up on was coming back to me.

Unlike last time, it was right in front of me now.

In just a few minutes.

A few minutes from now, I’d be having a wild time with two women.

Holding two beautiful flowers in my hands, fulfilling one of every man’s fantasies.

How could I not be thrilled?

“But…”

There was also a slight unease in the back of my mind.

It wasn’t a huge issue.

Just a lack of knowledge.

“How do you even do a 3P?”

If I mess this up, someone might feel left out. Who do I start with?

It was a day filled with all sorts of anxieties.

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