Chapter 986

EP.986 [Real Life Side Story] How to Spend the Golden Holiday No.2 Park Ra-on

Exercise is essential for body maintenance.

Even though work makes it tough to go to the gym on weekdays due to late-night overtime, I tried to carve out as much time as possible over the weekend for exercise.

Clack, clack.

The wheels race along the paved road.

It’s not an overly expensive bike, but it has enough durability and performance to handle bike lanes just fine.

I never intended to ride a bike in the first place.

I thought that going to the gym on weekends would be sufficient, but an unexpected obstacle led me to start biking.

“Why are you like this?”

“I’m getting tired.”

“We’ve only been riding for an hour. Let’s go a little further.”

“……”

This woman is completely self-centered.

We met through a blind date arranged by a mutual acquaintance, but I never imagined we’d end up doing something like exercising together on weekends.

“Raon, I can’t do this anymore. Let’s take a break.”

“Is that so? Alright then, let’s rest here.”

Raon led me to a park bench.

After parking the bike next to us, I collapsed onto the bench.

“Haa, haa, haa.”

Riding at full speed is exhilarating.

But maintaining that speed for dozens of minutes isn’t easy.

Every time I had to slow down inevitably, the brief moments of rest felt incredibly precious.

“Doesn’t it feel refreshing?”

“Refreshing…?”

It does feel refreshing.

So refreshing, I could die happily right now from exhaustion.

“I got you some Pocari Sweat.”

“Thank you, Raon.”

I chugged the electrolyte drink she handed me.

Beyond the refreshing sensation, the presence of the person in front of me made everything feel even more invigorating.

“Hmm…”

Raon wore a skin-tight cycling sports outfit.

The pants revealed her legs, while the top accentuated her chest perfectly.

“Haa, haa.”

Her rapid breathing as her chest heaves leaves quite the impression.

I try not to focus on it, but it’s hard not to notice.

‘Let it go.’

We’re not officially dating yet, and staring at someone else’s chest is disrespectful and counts as sexual harassment.

Just because we’re dating doesn’t mean it’s okay to stare either.

However…

“Why are you like this?”

“……”

Raon leaned forward, bringing her head closer to mine.

If I look down even slightly, I might see straight into her cleavage, but I tried my best to meet her gaze directly.

“Raon, you really seem to love exercising, huh?”

“Yes. It’s not just about the exercise—I truly enjoy using my body.”

I wanted to ask about other ways to “use the body,” but Raon quickly got lost in her own world talking about routines and protein shakes.

Suddenly…

Pitter-patter.

A sudden downpour began.

Raon quickly gathered her belongings and shielded me from the rain before rushing us both to a nearby pavilion in the park.

Pitter-patter.

The rain was rougher than expected.

It seemed like it might keep raining indefinitely, and…

“……”

Raon’s clothes are white.

So when her white tights became soaked, the black sports bra underneath glistened prominently.

Seeing her silhouette under the wet fabric, my mouth watered involuntarily.

She’s wearing a sports bra and still looks this big?

I wonder how much bigger she’d look without it…

“…I didn’t expect the weather to change so suddenly.”

Raon sat right next to me on the bench, close enough that I could feel her warmth.

Our eyes met directly.

“You.”

Raon calmly placed her hand on my thigh.

“You haven’t been sitting up straight since earlier. Why is that?”

“Can I be honest?”

“Of course.”

“It’s because Raon is too beautiful.”

A direct hit.

Since we’ve already tested the waters, it’s time for me to take the lead.

“Now, I think it’s time to make things clear. Raon, will you…”

“Shh.”

Raon silenced me with her index finger.

“I don’t think I can answer that question yet.”

“Huh? Why not?”

“That’s…”

Raon smiled awkwardly and rested her head on my shoulder.

“I’ve never had a proper relationship until now.”

“Really? You?”

“Yes.”

Despite all the attention she must have gotten from men, she’s never been in a serious relationship?

Honestly, I doubt it.

“Don’t you believe me?”

“Well, if men were throwing themselves at you, how could they leave you alone?”

“Not exactly ‘throwing themselves,’ but there were definitely numbers exchanged and confessions. But I rejected them all.”

“May I ask why?”

“There wasn’t anyone who made me think, ‘He’s the one.'”

Raon turned her head toward me with a gentle smile.

“In fact, I hope my first boyfriend will also be the man I spend my life with.”

“Wow…”

There are women like this in the world? Incredible.

It’s like a dream come true.

Starting your first relationship, sharing your first kiss, your first time, and eventually marrying and growing old together—these kinds of stories belong in novels or movies, not real life.

“So, did you find what you’re looking for?”

“Yes.”

Raon’s eyes locked firmly onto mine.

With unwavering determination, she grabbed my hand tightly.

“I think I’ve found it. That’s why I don’t want to hear ‘Will you go out with me?'”

“Then…what?”

“I want something deeper, something more serious.”

“……”

How long have we known each other again?

It doesn’t really matter.

“Once you decide that I’m suitable to be your lifelong partner, confess again. When you feel that spending the rest of your life with me is acceptable…”

“Raon.”

I pulled her waist closer, bringing our faces within kissing distance.

“!!”

“You’re not pulling away.”

“T-That’s because I’m too surprised…”

“If the man who takes away all your firsts turns out to be someone you misjudged, what will you do then?”

“……”

“All your dreams and aspirations could turn to nothing.”

This woman, despite her age, retains a youthful innocence.

On the surface, she appears strict and composed, but inside, she’s as delicate as a princess.

“It’s alright.”

Yet, she’s strong-willed.

Whether she’s blinded by infatuation or not, I instinctively sense something genuine in the way she looks at me.

From the moment we met through a blind date and ended up biking together on weekends, the game was already over.

I wanted to start with a casual relationship, but Raon clearly wants to begin with something as heavy as her heart.

‘What luck.’

Though I can’t be sure yet, meeting her more often will likely solidify my feelings.

I’m not opposed to the idea of marriage, and getting to know Raon better might lead to a deeper relationship sooner rather than later.

Drip, drip.

The rain stopped.

Warm sunlight began to brighten the surroundings, and I stood up, pointing to the bike.

“Shall we continue biking? The weather’s clearing up.”

“Ah, um…”

Raon looked at me hesitantly.

“Do you dislike biking?”

“No, I don’t dislike it, but…”

“Didn’t I hear you loved biking?”

“……?”

Me?

Loving biking?

Raon just assumed I was into it because I recently bought a beginner’s bike and practiced riding it.

“You said you liked biking.”

“Well, actually, I don’t really like biking.”

“Huh?”

“…Didn’t you say you loved biking?”

“Maybe there was a misunderstanding.”

Who told you that?

“The person who introduced us said you ride so well…”

“……”

That bastard.

It’s lucky Raon misunderstood, otherwise, arranging a blind date like this would ruin things.

“What exactly did they say?”

“Huh?”

“Did they say something like, ‘He rides anything well’ or ‘loves riding’?”

“Yeah…”

“……”

I sighed.

Because of the biking exercises, I got to appreciate Raon’s physique, but what I’m good at isn’t biking.

“There is something I’m good at, but you’ll find out later.”

“When? Where?”

“Hmm…let’s say…”

If I truly want to deepen my relationship with Raon, I need to say this.

“…On our honeymoon?”

“……”

Raon followed behind me, her head bowed.

* * *

Months later.

I finally stood with Raon in front of the entrance of the town hall.

Why would a couple come to the town hall?

Surely, it’s to stamp their seal.

“Raon, once we stamp the seal, there’s no turning back.”

“It’s fine.”

As if heading into battle or an interview, Raon confidently held my hand and pulled me into the town hall.

“Are you still backing out?”

“What’s there to back out from? You kept postponing my confession.”

“That can wait until the wedding.”

“…You’re such a strange person. So sa—”

Slurp.

Raon covered my lips with her hand.

“Save that for later. Say it in front of the officiant.”

“You’re really strange.”

“Who’s the one coming here to register with such a strange person?”

“…Hmph.”

Raon giggled as she walked inside.

I whispered in her ear as I held her hand.

“You’ll die on our honeymoon.”

“How do you plan to kill me?”

“Starting with our first kiss, I’ll brand every part of your body with my mark.”

“Hmm…that’s problematic.”

Right before entering the town hall, Raon whispered back into my ear.

“Our first kiss should be at the wedding.”

“Then what about the honeymoon?”

“…First sex?”

“…Haha, seriously?”

I’m going insane.

“Someone who hasn’t even had sex yet. Do you know, Raon, that mismatched chemistry between couples can be grounds for divorce?”

“What are you saying when we’re here to register our marriage?”

“Aren’t you nervous?”

“Why should I be nervous?”

Raon winked at me mischievously.

“Whenever we rode bikes, we confirmed it with our eyes. I’m confident. We’ll be perfect.”

“…Hmph, I give up.”

By now, we’ve shared and confirmed everything except that.

So, this is a gamble.

From the moment we met during the blind date until now.

I trust and believe in each other based on everything we’ve seen so far, and I hope that extends to this aspect as well.

“…Let’s go. To file the marriage registration that may be the first and last of our lives.”

“…Yes.”

Despite the anxiety, we tightly held each other’s hands.

Honeymoon.

“…If we had started with sex, wouldn’t we have set the wedding date sooner?”

“…You’re right.”

Our first confirmation of compatibility during the honeymoon was absolutely fantastic.