This World is too Cruel to Men – Chapter 255

Dogun’s Perspective

To be honest, at first?

I thought, ‘Ah, she must be angry because of that just now.’

It made sense since Yoonseo’s action of suddenly grabbing my collar right after the couple vanished was clearly that of someone who was fuming.

Moreover, in that moment of urgency, while I acted without thinking, looking back, our distance was disturbingly close.

From Yoonseo’s perspective, who had harbored considerable affection for me for a long time but hesitated to express it for various reasons, I might have seemed like I was teasing her.

If that were the case, it was quite understandable for her to be angry.

So, I was prepared to listen to whatever sharp words Yoonseo had to throw at me afterward…

But what came right after was a soft, heated sensation pressing against my lips.

Wait, what just happened?

In that moment, confused, when I opened my eyes wide, Yoonseo’s appearance seemed as if she had forgotten how to breathe.

Was that why?

Trying to avoid making eye contact, Yoonseo had tightly shut her eyes, and her face was completely red.

As I watched her desperately holding her breath while pressed against me…

Thump— thump—

A strange feeling wrapped around my body as my heart began to beat in a peculiar rhythm.

The reason I flinched momentarily was due to that influence.

Even while I trembled, Yoonseo’s lips continued to press down firmly on mine.

Thanks to that, it felt like my lips were an immensely important contract or something.

It was that persistent of a kiss.

Still, I couldn’t make any movements because… the tremors flowing through the sealed lips communicated a feeling that seemed to cautiously ask, “Can’t we just stay like this?”

How long had it been since I was ensnared in the spell Yoonseo had cast upon me?

She had looked like she was holding her breath since earlier, but had she really hardly breathed at all?

Yoonseo’s body started trembling, and before long, she finally pulled away from me.

In that state, having finally released the breath she had been holding all along, Yoonseo, who had been slightly bowing her head, suddenly lifted it as if nothing had happened.

With her head jerked up, she began to glare at me.

The intensity of her gaze, wide-eyed and fuming, was immense… and the reason was simple.

Until that point, Yoonseo’s face was still bright red.

That combined with her sharp, glaring eyes made her look fiercely angry.

And after a bit more time had passed, Yoonseo finally opened her mouth with that blushing face.

“Th-this is…”

What is she thinking of saying?

To be honest, I was just as clueless as to how to respond to that moment, so I thought I should just listen to what Yoonseo had to say.

I thought I should at least hear her out, but…

No sooner had I that thought than Yoonseo, nervously chewing on her lips, blurted out words I could never have expected.

“It’s all your fault!”

Huh? Me?

“You—you tempted me first!”

…Me?

I wonder if this is how it feels to get hit hard on the back of the head with something blunt.

That sensation was now dominating my body.

It was that absurd.

Wait, me tempting her?

Could she be talking about what I did to chase away that couple earlier?

If that’s what she meant, I had nothing to say in my own defense, but… even so, suddenly kissing like that…

It felt as if someone were stirring my mind as they pleased.

The strange feeling that wrapped around me since earlier refused to leave, making coherent thought difficult.

Thanks to that, while I stammered, Yoonseo, who seemed to have finished all the words she wanted to say, glared at me with a spark in her eyes as her face turned even redder.

It turned redder and then…

“Ah, anyway, it’s all your fault, so…”

With that, she ran away.

Wait…

What just happened… Yoonseo was that fast?

While I was momentarily soaked in disbelief at Yoonseo’s sudden disappearance, the bell rang as if to tell me to snap out of it, prompting me to head to class.

Even so, the feeling of astonishment lingered, leaving me in that state until I arrived in the classroom.

“This is insane…”

Why do I keep feeling like this?

While that bothered me, what truly occupied my mind was how I was going to face Yoonseo from now on.

Well, given how quickly she ran off, it seemed likely she would be avoiding me for a while…

But still, it was undeniably awkward, wasn’t it?

So as I groaned to myself, the classroom door swung open with a clatter, and Bora walked in.

“Oh, you’re here?”

“Yeah.”

Barely sitting down, the first thing she said was—

“But, Dogun.”

“Huh?”

“You’ve got something on your lips, you know?”

This was it.

“On my lips…?”

“Yeah, I’ll lend you a handkerchief, so wipe it off quickly before the teacher comes.”

“I’m fine, really…”

“Just hurry up and do it.”

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Yoonseo’s Perspective

Leaving behind Dogun, who was clearly flustered, I ran away without a second thought.

At that moment, there was no other option for me.

It was just too embarrassing and awkward.

If I had stayed there, the emotions of shame and embarrassment would’ve filled me up and spilled out uncontrollably, so I had no choice.

Just the fact that Dogun was standing in front of me was enough to make it so.

So I ran away, but once I distanced myself from Dogun, I finally could afford a little bit of calm.

Of course… my face was still hot.

As I tentatively raised my hand and touched my cheek, it felt like a freshly steamed bun.

Was my face this hot because I had run from the backyard here without stopping, or was there another reason?

One thing was for sure; that warm feeling didn’t feel bad.

In reality, the reason I kept fiddling with my cheek was that I didn’t mind it.

And without even noticing, my hand swiftly moved from my cheek toward where my lips were.

While I touched the spot where my lips had been pressed against Dogun’s just moments ago, the sensation from that connection came flooding back.

To be honest?

I never understood those kiss scenes in dramas or comics.

It made sense since I thought, “Is kissing really that pleasurable?”

After all, it was just lips bumping against each other.

As such, the area of contact was rather minimal.

Compared to holding hands or hugging, which had much greater surface area of contact, I had always thought those gestures were better.

That was how I felt until just a while ago, but the moment my lips touched Dogun’s, I suddenly realized how foolish that notion was.

Holding hands?

Embracing one another?

Those could feel nice, but they couldn’t compare to a kiss.

It was inevitable because the sensations derived from the acts were fundamentally different.

While the pleasure stemming from the two actions mentioned earlier was relatively peaceful, the pleasure blossoming from a kiss was more like…

‘…fireworks?’

Yes, it was exactly like fireworks.

That delightful feeling burst forth from the points of contact, and it made my head spin from how quickly my blood raced, which alone was thoroughly addictive.

That’s why it was actually difficult for me to pull away from Dogun.

Maybe it was because I had been completely absorbed in that sensation.

‘Again…’

I want to do it…

Before I knew it, I found myself whispering that to myself, but despite my flushed face, I couldn’t stop thinking about it.

Kissing Dogun was that…

Addictive.

Earlier, I was panicked because it was my first time, and the situation had been so sudden that I couldn’t manage my breathing, but if I acted like the actors in movies or dramas, maybe I could stretch it out a little longer.

‘Now that I think about it…’

In that movie I saw a while back, the actors mixed their tongues while kissing. What does that feel like?

‘Could it be…’

Does it get even better from there?

That seems impossible.

To be honest, even with what just happened, I felt like I could fly already, so how could it feel better than that?

Such a thing couldn’t realistically happen.

Realistically, it couldn’t, but… I was curious.

What would it feel like if it went further?

While I thought about that, I cautiously swallowed, hoping no one would notice.