This World is too Cruel to Men – Chapter 256

Dogun’s Perspective

Living with someone is not as easy as it sounds.

What does it mean to cohabit?

It’s a process of adjusting to someone else’s standards.

If you can’t manage that, then fights break out.

Even couples who live together often can’t handle it, so imagine if there are three people living together?

Naturally, there are many things you have to give up.

Because of that, I had already let go of quite a few things while living with Chae-rim, Senior Baeksulhwa, and Bora.

However, one thing I couldn’t bear to give up was the act of self-pleasure.

Yes, I simply couldn’t let go of that.

There’s a reason—my body is in a state that, if I don’t release the built-up tension periodically, it’ll explode whenever it feels like it.

I certainly wanted to avoid that happening.

I guess anyone who has experienced it can relate.

There’s nothing worse than waking up to a damp front of your underwear.

On top of that, the clean-up wasn’t easy.

I could just hide it under the laundry basket, but imagine if one of the three living with me found it.

How embarrassing would that be?

And pretending to shower while doing hand washing was also a problem.

That was because, unlike the first-floor bathroom, which Bora mostly used alone, the second-floor bathroom was shared between me, Chae-rim, and Senior Baeksulhwa.

In other words, if I wasn’t careful, I might end up walking out with damp underwear in hand, which could be seen by one of the two.

Especially likely to happen with the Senior.

Despite passing her qualification exam with flying colors, she was still diligently honing her skills, and our wake-up times often overlapped.

Of course, I didn’t think the chances of that actually happening were very high.

Not very high, but… if there was even the slightest chance, I wanted to shut it down beforehand.

Thus, ever since the four of us started living together, I had been thinking that whenever a chance arose, I had to take care of it quickly… Yet lately, I’d been feeling increasingly anxious.

To be honest?

I was somewhat confident.

After all, having already gone through a tumultuous adolescence in my past life, sneaking in a quick release whenever I found an opportunity was easier than pie.

That’s why, when we first started living together, I thought that whenever a decent chance presented itself, I could just whip it out and be done with it.

At that time, it was definitely like that… but as I spent time with them, I realized something.

What I thought was a decent opportunity was far less frequent when living with three other people.

And… the reason people referred to heroes as superhumans?

What more can I say?

Since we started living together, I had been in a forced state of celibacy.

Consequently, I felt like I had re-entered basic training at a military facility recently.

What, can’t I just lock the door and sneak one out quickly?

Unfortunately, that wasn’t possible.

To be precise, even if I tried, I would inevitably get caught.

The reason being, the people I lived with were exceedingly perceptive.

While Bora, who was still presumed to be a little immature, didn’t exhibit that level of perception, the ones on my floor did.

You could say their hearing was far too sharp.

Especially the Senior, given that her talent was related to sound.

So, if she set her mind to it, she might just be able to hear me even while lying on her bed in her room.

Well, it’s not like anyone would actually do that, especially not the Senior.

Anyway, knowing both of them were extremely sensitive meant I had to be cautious whenever they were around.

The problem was… there was never a time when both of them were out at the same time.

I seemed to remember a few instances where that had happened in the past, but before I knew it, one of them was always home.

Thanks to that, my situation kept accumulating day by day.

And I was suddenly reminded of how treacherous humans can be.

Before?

During the time I was confident that I could do it secretly whenever I wanted?

I felt no anxiety at all and hardly ever even thought about it.

I’d say I literally had no thoughts at all.

But at some point, the moment I realized, “Ah, this is… tough,” I became anxious, and the things I usually didn’t care about suddenly started bothering me.

It shouldn’t be, but for some reason, I felt like my body had become sensitive.

Like, even a tiny stimulus that I’d have ignored before was now making me react.

Amidst all this madness…

“Here, Dogun, here’s what you asked for.”

“T-Thank you.”

I saw the attire of those around me.

To be precise, those I was living with.

To be honest, with Chae-rim, I could somewhat justify it.

After all, my sister usually dressed comfortably.

So I had been awkwardly unsure where to look a few times when we first started living together, but I eventually got used to it.

The problem was… before I knew it, it wasn’t just my sister who was dressing casually, but the Senior had also started doing so.

Of course, that in itself was a pretty positive sign.

Dressing casually indicated that the Senior had begun to view this house, which had initially been “someone else’s home,” as a comfortable space.

‘It’s just that I’m the one nervously thinking about it.’

Both the Senior and Chae-rim were undeniable beauties that could make your eyes pop.

Moreover, thanks to their dedication to exercise over the years, their figures… were no joke.

Just think about it: such beauties wandering around in thin T-shirts and dolphin shorts.

How could I not be stimulated?

Plus, Yoonseo was also a problem.

After she ambushed me with a kiss, she had been sprinting away from me for days whenever she saw me, but suddenly, for some unknown reason, she became even more proactive than before.

She wasn’t as purely innocent as she used to be.

Whether the incident had sparked something new in her mind or whether she had instinctively realized that I was aware of her presence, she seemed to be getting bolder with her advances now.

It was nothing less than a continuous loop of suffering at home and at school.

‘Still…’

There’s no law stating I will die from this.

Perhaps someone up there, watching over me, was feeling pity for my situation, which had an abundance of input but zero output.

Having been endlessly tormented like that, I finally caught a tiny opportunity.

“Are you going on a business trip?”

“Uh, yes, there’s an event in Busan. Originally, I didn’t plan to attend, but they insisted that I come…”

“When are you going?”

“That would be… probably this Saturday?”

So, Chae-rim would be going on a business trip for one night and two days.

“Oh? This Saturday?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Well… it just so happens that I will also be out from tomorrow until Saturday…”

The Senior would be away from tomorrow until Saturday for training new heroes.

And that wasn’t all.

Bora also said she needed to go out for a day on Friday.

She didn’t mention where specifically, but regardless, what that meant was?

“Is it over on Saturday? After that, what time do you think you’ll be home?”

“Hmm, probably after lunch?”

“Ugh… lunch is a bit tricky…”

“When do you leave?”

“The event is in the evening, but by the time I get there, check in, and do other things, I should leave in the morning at the latest.”

That meant at least an hour of alone time.

“Wouldn’t it work if I tell Yoonseo to come here for a bit?”

“Oh, right. That would work.”

The problem was Yoonseo.

Given her recent behavior, there was no way Yoonseo would let an opportunity to be alone with me slip by.

That’s why I started thinking hard about ways to distract Yoonseo for even a few minutes.

But then… that issue was resolved as well.

“Cohabitation…?”

“Yeah…”

“Starting this Thursday?”

“Yeah…”

“How many days?”

“Three nights and four days…”

As it turned out, Yoonseo was going to be dragged off to a boot camp to prepare for the regular tournament happening at the end of the month.