When Yeon arrived at the scene after receiving a report that a tenant hadn’t been in contact for several days, the woman had already hanged herself.

Yeon secured the scene and requested backup from the police station. In fact, suicide scenes were a common occurrence, happening as much as several times a week, but no matter how experienced, even veteran police officers felt tense at a death scene.

While controlling the area around the police line and surveying the surroundings, her phone rang.

It was Myunghyun, who hadn’t contacted her since last night. She turned off her phone and resumed organizing the scene when she spotted a familiar face beyond the police line.

It was Myunghyun’s tutoring student. Come to think of it, the neighborhood Myunghyun had mentioned tutoring in was around here. The girl nodded her head slightly as if she had noticed Yeon.

Yeon knew the girl disliked her, yet she still made a point of acknowledging her. As Yeon was about to turn away, the girl curled her lips slightly and mumbled something, taking another step closer. Her face looked a little gaunt, her hair was messy, and she had tied it back haphazardly; she looked thinner than before.

“Excuse me... could we talk for a moment?”

“I’m on duty.”

“Then I’ll wait. There’s something I need to tell you.”

Yeon had thought the girl was quite bold, but now, with her head bowed and a hesitant expression, she looked like nothing more than a child. What was Yeon doing with a kid like this? Yeon had turned away without even saying yes or no, but the girl seemed to have taken it as a positive response and stubbornly stood her ground.

Detectives from the criminal affairs department arrived at the scene, and officers other than the patrolman controlling the scene were ordered to return to the precinct. Yeon told Officer Kim, who was walking with her, to wait in the police car for a moment and approached the girl.

“I can’t listen for long. Tell me quickly what you need to say.”

“Teacher did nothing wrong.”

Tears welled up in the girl’s eyes. What was Yeon doing with a kid like this?

“Did Shin Myunghyun tell you to come and explain things to me?”

“Ah, no. It’s because Teacher said he was going to quit tutoring. I absolutely have to get into my target university this year, and finding a new tutor now would be a huge blow to me.”

“That won’t be necessary. I’m going to break up with your tutor. You two can sort out your own issues.”

There was no need for further conversation. As Yeon was about to turn away, a subdued, tearful voice stopped her.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know Teacher had a girlfriend. He never showed it.”

This was news to Yeon. So, he had been hiding her existence, Shin Myunghyun.

“The fact that you stayed by my side all night too, I didn’t know and I kept asking you to.”

Her face was slightly flushed, perhaps feeling guilty about Yeon’s words that she was going to break up with him.

Yeon couldn’t even remember which night she had stayed by his side all night. There were so many nights when she had told him not to worry and to go to sleep first because she would be working late. Perhaps the girl was assuming that Yeon had known until that day and then decided to break up with him.

Well, it must have been one of the many days he had wanted her understanding. The girl, who was driving a wedge between the two of them, was trembling with her lower lip firmly pressed together.

Thinking back on her past relationships, Yeon felt a pang in her chest. It was hard to look at the end with Myunghyun. She needed courage to repeat the pain of separation again.

She had pretended to be numb to the feeling of love since her first love, but in reality, she was avoiding it because she didn’t have the courage to face the same pain.

The truth coming from this child’s mouth forced her to acknowledge the reality she had been avoiding. It was miserable. To hear her current situation from someone else’s lips.

“...Okay. Thank you for telling me.”

Even as Yeon turned around and got into the car, the girl was still hesitating in the same spot.

Yeon didn’t understand what was going on. She was the one who was hurt, yet seeing the girl standing there with her head bowed like someone caught doing something wrong made her feel strange.

Actually, she had wanted to question the girl, but seeing the girl’s hurt face, she couldn’t say or think anything more.

What could she say when all that was left were wounded people?

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As soon as Yeon left the precinct after work, she spotted Myunghyun sitting on a bench.

When he met her eyes, Myunghyun jumped up from the bench and rushed towards her as if he were coming out barefoot to greet her.

“You, you were home yesterday.”

“Yeah.”

“Didn’t you hear me ringing the bell?”

“I heard you.”

“Were you with another man?”

“Why, are you suspicious?”

His pale face searched for words. He took a deep breath in and out, then let out a long sigh and shook his head.

“No. I know you’re not that kind of person.”

“I’m not supposed to be? Why, you can, but I can’t?”

“I’m not joking.”

“I’m not joking about this either. I was home with another man yesterday. Didn’t you hear the noise? I didn’t try to keep quiet on purpose.”

Myunghyun approached her with a face that crumpled in an instant and grabbed her shoulders.

“I told you not to joke. I clearly said let’s have some time, I never said let’s break up.”

“I thought we were already done.”

“I told you I couldn’t accept it. Why are you being so stubborn? I’m telling you it’s not true!”

“Shut up and listen to me. I want to stop now. Waiting for you when you wouldn’t answer, comforting myself that it wasn’t true, believing your excuses that it wasn’t true and waiting for you, understanding you when you were out drinking with other women until late at night, I want to stop all of it now. I’m tired.”

“I told you she and I aren’t like that. I’ll do whatever you want from now on, I’ll follow everything you say.”

“Now you say that. After my feelings are over?”

“You’re the only one I love. Really.”

The phone in her hand vibrated intensely. It must be Lee Hwan, who had said he would pick her up after work tonight. Yeon gripped the ringing phone even tighter.

“What should I do? I’m already done.”

“No, you’re not.”

He insisted they weren’t over, swaying as if he were about to kneel.

“Should I kneel?”

“If you had done that a little earlier, my heart might have wavered. I’ve let you get away with it every time.”

As soon as the vibration stopped, it started ringing again. Yeon glanced down at the phone in her hand, but he snatched it away.

Cha Yi-hwan

As the three characters of his name appeared, Myunghyun twisted the phone as if he were going to break it.

“Who is this bastard? Are you serious?”

“Then should I spend my birthday alone in my room?”

“You...! You cheated on me?”

As his voice rose, a civilian entering the precinct glanced their way. He looked like he was about to throw the phone at any moment. He raised his hand to press the power button, but just in time, the call that had been coming in ended, unable to wait any longer. Yeon grabbed his hand that was reaching for redial and snatched the phone away.

“Don’t be pathetic, and just understand coolly like you always told me to. I’ve always understood you. Can’t you even do that for me when we’re breaking up? Whether I’ve cheated or been two-timing you, you have to understand.”

Yeon rushed past Myunghyun as if fleeing and ran towards the car visible across the crosswalk.

Through the lowered car window, she saw the face she had wanted to see. Had she wanted to see Cha Yi-hwan? She didn’t know. Various emotions she couldn’t yet define swirled within her chest. If Myunghyun was a comfortable friend, Cha Yi-hwan was a reliable and dependable person like a large pine tree.

Just being by his side strangely made her anxiety disappear, a peculiar person. This man, who always appeared by her side when she was having a hard time, was so strong that it made her, who was weak but pretended not to be, feel embarrassed. That’s why she liked him.

“That bastard?”

If only he didn’t have that rough mouth.

“That bastard went off to screw some other woman while he had you?”

“Let’s go now. I want to be alone with you.”

If she didn’t do this, it felt like he would go find Myunghyun right away and beat him to a pulp.

“How the fuck could he have the nerve to chase after some other woman when he had a woman like you? Is that normal?”

“Please calm down.” She placed her hand over his right hand that was gripping the steering wheel. His wavering eyes immediately locked onto hers.

“It’s not like that, Sunbae. It’s not what you think. That’s what I want to believe.”

“Don’t take his side.”

“It’s not about taking his side, it’s because I don’t want to end up even more miserable.”

She squeezed his hand that she held tightly, urging him to leave. He finally turned his back on the many words he wanted to say and drove away.

Yeon seemed to be in a bad mood, so Hwan couldn’t easily start a conversation. He looked down at her small head as she meticulously examined a pair of socks she was about to buy. He knew that even while looking at the socks, she was lost in a myriad of thoughts.

Trying to suppress his anger and hold back, frustration surged within him. He wanted to reach into her mind right now and tear all those memories of that bastard to shreds.

This was supposed to be their first proper date, but seeing her still unable to escape thoughts of that guy was driving him crazy. He should have just punched that son of a bitch in the face back then.

Hwan grabbed a handful of sock bundles within reach and took them to the cashier. He also grabbed a bunch of colorful hairpins placed next to the register.

“Ah, I’m okay.”

Her voice, filled with embarrassment, was the first time she had acknowledged him. Finally, at last, her attention turned towards him. He brushed aside her hand that was trying to take them back and paid immediately. Then, he pushed the received bag into her arms and left the store.

Even though it was a weekday, the department store in the evening was quite crowded. Worried that she might get jostled by the crowd, he turned back after walking only a short distance and found her standing there with a meaningful expression.

“Cha Yi-hwan.”

He wondered how much more she was going to play with his feelings, but then she suddenly called his name. It was the first time he realized that those simple three syllables could drag him down to the depths.

It felt like his heart had dropped. Because it was her who had stopped him.

“Would you like to sleep over at my place tonight?”

“...What, are you going to play with me again?”

He seemed to have stammered a bit at the end of his sentence, embarrassingly. Hwan rubbed his flushed neck and then covered his mouth.

“Just... I want to be with you tonight. With Cha Yi-hwan.”

How could he refuse her words? He was her first love, but he hoped he would be her last. The beginning and the end. Their starting points were different, but he wished the direction they were headed was the same.

Chup, chup.

Before the main meal, as if tasting an appetizer, Yeon brought the tip of his cock to her lips and tasted the raw flavor. All the secreted Cowper’s fluid was hers. The way her tongue repeatedly wiped the opening of his urethra and meticulously lingered was a clear sign of satisfaction.

She wouldn’t do something she didn’t want to do on her own without him asking. Sure enough, Yeon, who had slipped her hand under her skirt and removed her panties, crawled between his thighs.

Kneeling down for oral sex that could be mistaken for a battle, she held his erect cock and pulled her face close. She took a deep breath, as if preparing herself, and then glanced up at him.

“Say it.”

“Say what.”

“Beg me to suck your cock deliciously.”

“...Are you kidding me?”

Actually, he had been holding back since the accessory counter. From her seductive gaze to her provocative demands, he had become dizzy. Leaning back in his seat, Hwan had been sweating, trying to control his cock that was embarrassingly close to cumming.

“Then I won’t suck it.”

“Ha, you’re really going all out, aren’t you.”

“So, are you going to do it or not?”

“Are you getting revenge for what happened last time?”

“Hurry up, you’re going to cum. Are you really not going to cum in my mouth?”

The fox wagged her tail, stubbornly blinking her eyes as if asking if he wouldn’t regret it. He was going crazy, really.

Forcibly ignoring the urge to ejaculate, he let out a heavy breath and then caressed her chin. Noticing the tremor in his fingertips, her eyes widened and reddened. His Jung Yeon was so delicate. Realizing his subtle reaction, she smiled at him. Yeah, what’s so difficult about this.

“...Okay. Suck it until I go crazy. Suck it until my cock is raw, and chew and swallow my cum too.”

“What? The last part isn’t a request.”

Still, a flower bloomed on her cheek as she smiled with satisfaction, her eyes happy.

The last floor of the department store basement, the most secluded spot, the private backseat of a car. And the woman in front of him. Everything was perfect.

“I’m tired today, so I won’t be up for a second round. If you get hard again, I’m just going to leave you.”

“Don’t you dare attack me either.”

“We’ll see.”

Ha, she was the one who seduced him first, dragged him all the way here, and even pulled out his cock, yet her words were so sharp.

Actually, from the moment he pulled out the heavy thing from his drawers, his erect glans, defying gravity, couldn’t resist the temptation and greedily lapped up the Cowper’s fluid. All because of that sly Jung Yeon.

“You have to cum when I tell you to. Sunbae always matched my pace, waited for me even when he finished first, and was really patient.”

“Is that a compliment?”

“Yeah, a compliment.”

Her cheeks flushed, she chuckled and slowly lowered her head, ready to get down to business. Firmly settling in place to receive his ejaculation, she began by targeting the opening of his urethra, which was deeply recessed like a crater.

She inserted the sharp edge of her tongue into that crevice, smeared the continuously flowing Cowper’s fluid onto her lower lip, greedily swallowed every drop, and then, as if showing off, extended her tongue and sucked the rounded corona of his glans.

“Ung... umm...”

“Hoo...”

His testicles, swollen with the relentless surge of pleasure, throbbed as if they would burst. If the woman sucking him was Jung Yeon, ejaculation was practically a matter of time even without explicit oral sex. What had brought him to this point was simply Jung Yeon, her very existence.

Chup, chyoop. Using her entire mouth, she pulled and sucked his glans, and then moaned deeply. Her erotic nasal tone was filled with deep satisfaction. Ah-eung, hieuu, she groaned, her mouth still on his cock, and then briefly rubbed her own vagina.

“Yeona, look. Let me touch your pussy first. Huh?”

Refusing his sweet invitation, she readjusted her grip at the base of his cock. Then, as if her flushed vulva was tingling, she lifted her hips and resumed her skillful tongue movements.

Freely sucking and rolling the head of his cock in her mouth, she ran her tongue along the column where his veins stood out menacingly and met his gaze. It felt strange to have her small hand touching his fearsome-looking cock. They were both going crazy.

His cock had been enduring the sensation of ejaculation for quite some time. If she kept sucking like that, he felt like he would cum, like he would spill his semen, ahh. Pleasure branched out in a myriad of directions, spreading throughout his body in an instant. Even amidst all that, his head was spinning with jealousy.

“Did that bastard suck you like this too?”

Finally, what had been simmering inside him all along spewed out. Even at the fireball that had flown out from the pit of lava burning hotly within his chest, she had no answer. Whether it was an answer or not, she shook her head, her cheek bulging as she held his glans firmly in her mouth.

This fox, even though he wanted to urge her for an immediate answer, she shook her head from side to side, sucking the glans that was adhered to the mucous membrane of her mouth and firmly pressing and rubbing the tip of her supple tongue against his urethral opening, finally leaving him speechless.

“Ha, h-hot, damn it.”

“Sunbae, I’ll keep it blocked like this, so try not to cum and hold it in.”

Saying that, she used the tip of her tongue to block the opening, even playing with him. Even though she herself was already on the verge of climax, she stubbornly held it back.

“You, hah, aren’t you doing this right?”

Chuckling, she stuck out her tongue and traced the rim of his glans, front, back, and sides, in a circle, letting out a suggestive moan. Yet, her eyes, never once looking away, held a reddish, seductive glow.

Ah-eung, ah-ahng. A sensual interjection. Her skirt was already halfway up, revealing her buttocks. Anyone outside looking intently could easily see...

“Uuuhng... Cha Yi-hwan...”

“Hoo... you...”

“Ah... suck my cock more.”

Whimpering, she sensually sucked his cock, then lifted her hips and began to grind in earnest. His shaft plunged deep into her throat and then was pulled out thickly, only to be thrust back in, accompanied by saliva. With that dizzying repetition, Hwan forgot they were in a parking lot and groaned loudly.

When the protruding edge of his glans pressed against the roof of her mouth, he was in absolute ecstasy. Heut. Hahm. Not to be outdone by Jung Yeon, he arched his back lewdly and moaned. If he came, it would all be her fault. Her mouth was just too...

“Jung Yeon, euht, you, ah.”

“Ung, eum.”

With the car rocking, Hwan’s cock, which had been sucked numb, throbbed at the tip. Chup, chueup, chup. She seemed to be deliberately making loud sucking noises, not even swallowing the saliva pooling in her mouth. Really, Jung Yeon...

Her tongue movements were so irresistible that he couldn’t help but start leaking semen, but she didn’t release his cock. She wiggled her buttocks as if it tasted too good, focusing all her attention on his cock.

“If you suck me so deliciously, I’ll cum quickly. Heut, you’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you? Huh?”

She rolled her tongue over the surface of his glans, letting saliva drip down her chin, and closed her eyes languidly, as if in agreement. Just then, Yeon once again opened her throat wide and increased the speed of her up-and-down motion.

He barely held onto the edge of his climax with his remaining sanity, wanting her to enjoy his cock. Every time her hot breath brushed against his glans, the area around his groin felt as if it had been struck by lightning.

Ah, his cock stood erect, about to tear through his throat in its struggle against the overwhelming sensation. He couldn’t take it anymore, but even without him saying a word, she seemed to sense the moment of his release and met his eyes intensely.

It was then that his semen finally erupted from his trembling urethra. Yeon, who had taken about half of it into her mouth, quickly spat out his cock and sat up. Then, wanting to receive the rest of his ejaculate down below as well, she spread her labia wide and pushed the throbbing glans, which was still twitching from the ejaculation, into the crevice.

His cock was deeply swallowed by her parted labia. Spreading her thighs wide to receive every last drop, she squeezed and sucked the base of his cock, which was still pulsating from the aftershocks of his orgasm, with her vaginal opening.

“Ah-heu... good. Delici... ous. Heut...”

Ah, gripping his abs, she felt his cock, still writhing in pleasure, with her whole body, her expression dazed. Her lips slightly parted, her eyes gently closed, the area around her mouth messy with his semen, her vagina open wide as she fully savored his cock. How could he not love her so much? He was going crazy. For a long time, she kept her legs spread, showing him her vagina that had received his ejaculate.

He opened his hand, gesturing for her to come into his embrace. Lovingly, she snuggled into his arms without the slightest hesitation.

Still joined below, he greedily inhaled her scent. He didn’t want to miss a single moment with her. I love you, I still love you, Yeon-ah. With this deeply intertwined breath, Hwan barely managed to convey his true feelings.

“Even if I’m the third, it’s okay. Just give me the last one.”

“...Huh?”

“Not that damn son of a bitch of a doctor, not that Shin Myunghyun or whatever his name is either, but me. Do it with me. Your last love.”

Please. He swallowed the rest of his words. The great Cha Yi-hwan was choosing his words carefully. It had been like this from the beginning. He had thought that if he came at her saying, “Break up with your boyfriend and date me,” she would think he was crazy and distance herself, so he had just spouted nonsense about wanting to have an affair. That was back then, when he had been in love with her for over two years.

The feelings he had been suppressing exploded when he found that man on a blind date at a hotel cafe with another woman.

How was he supposed to tell her to dump the woman he was seeing and come to him? While he was choosing the right moment, worried that she might get hurt, she had already ended things with the doctor.

Actually, he didn’t want an affair or anything like that; he wanted her whole heart. That old doctor could have her, that Shin Myunghyun who was horny for other women could have her, so why couldn’t he? He resented the fact that he lacked confidence in her love.

To her, he might just be one of the many men who had passed by, but to him, Jung Yeon was the first and the last.

He couldn’t just cling to her, demanding she take responsibility for giving him a bit of sympathy.

For the past four years, after causing trouble and even coolly contributing to the defeat of an influential congressman, he had been banished to the United States as if he were fleeing. He had resented himself.

When he returned and learned that there was another man by her side, he was in despair.

He had also resented her. Why couldn’t she have waited until he came back? He was disgusted with himself for not being able to suppress those feelings and for not treating her kindly at the precinct.

He was originally rough and unruly, originally this kind of person.

“Happy birthday, Jung Yeon. Even though it’s late.”

But he desperately wished she would look at someone like him, just once.