This World is too Cruel to Men – Chapter 410

Is this what it feels like when your brain just stops?

Thoughts of such absurdity took hold of my mind so naturally that my head felt solid, making it impossible for coherent thoughts to flow.

Even now, something that felt like a peanut was sharply poking at my back, its sheer presence was overwhelming.

It was almost a level of insane presence, I would say.

And maybe that’s why—

“Wait… Do you not wear anything under yoga clothes?”

This question popped up in my mind, reminiscent of a malfunctioning robot’s logic circuits.

Well, I’m no expert on yoga like my senior, and if going commando is the unwritten rule among yogis, I can’t really say much…

But still, isn’t it right to at least wear… underwear?

Of course, I know that women’s underwear can be quite uncomfortable.

Even what’s considered comfortable, like sports bras, has some who find it suffocating and despise it, so it’s no wonder that some would avoid wearing it during yoga…

“But still, this is…”

From my standpoint, where I had to endure the tension in my lower body, the stimulation was way too much.

It didn’t help that my senior, who was pressing both hands onto my back, often felt like she was rubbing her chest against me in a strangely intimate way.

That’s just my feeling, of course; there’s no way my senior, who genuinely puts her heart into exercise, would engage in such inappropriate behavior during a workout.

And if you think about it?

Today, of all days, her outfit was yoga attire, which was a bit of a problem.

In light of the current situation, it made perfect sense for her to feel exhausted, so I understood she wanted to take this opportunity to lighten her mood. But after only seeing her in plain workout clothes, suddenly confronting her in yoga apparel left me completely disoriented.

“I’m really losing it…”

Does my senior even realize that her yoga outfit is a light blue that kind of makes the inside visible?

…Probably not.

That’s why she can remain so composed unlike me, who feels like I’m going to die from the anxiety of it all.

If my senior knew, she’d definitely be mortified.

While I’ve somewhat lost the image I had of her when we went from being just acquaintances to… this kind of relationship, she is still pretty strict overall.

Especially with herself.

Though some of my decision to stay quiet also stemmed from that concern.

I mean, considering she had already worried about me for a week while I was out of commission, I didn’t want to ruin the rare moment where she seemed to be in good spirits.

So, what could I do?

Even if I felt I was dying from exertion, I could only muster the strength to endure, reciting something akin to the Heart Sutra in my mind.

And so… the test of endurance, or rather, the exercise session with my senior, began.

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Honestly speaking?

I had a ton of worries even before trying.

I couldn’t shake the feeling that this was quite a stretch.

Yet, I had to give it a go—fearing that if I idly stood by, I’d fall even further behind drove me.

So, I ended up trying it and, fortunately, Dogun didn’t criticize me at all.

Choosing yoga, something safe to do indoors, seemed right since I wouldn’t survive if I went too intense.

Anyway, we created an atmosphere to work out together, but the real challenge began after that.

Originally, my plan was to use this yoga outfit, a secret weapon prepared only for today, to subtly provoke Dogun’s desires that had built up over nearly a week, creating the right mood for things to flow in that direction…

But doing that was far from simple.

Considering how shocked Dogun seemed when he saw me in yoga clothes, I figured it was a smart choice, but attempting the supposedly incidental contact I had planned along with the outfit wasn’t as easy as I thought.

If I just went straight for the skinship, I probably wouldn’t have been at a loss like this.

Especially since, despite it only being the opening act, we had done quite a lot together in secret over the last three years.

With that in mind, I was pretty confident I knew exactly what Dogun liked and what would stimulate him even better than Chae-rim—if not equally.

So, if I had gone for direct contact, I would have succeeded without trouble, but once you throw in the ‘ostensibly accidental’ part?

I had no clue how to even take the first step.

Plus, it felt weirdly embarrassing.

I kept trying to act normal, waiting for a suitable opportunity, and suddenly, Dogun struggling to follow along with the pose I had demonstrated came into view, as if bestowed upon me by fate.

From just his expression, it looked like he was giving it his all, but maybe he wasn’t doing as well as he hoped?

He seemed to be having a tough time, not even halfway through and already struggling, and with that, I thought—this was my chance.

So… ignoring any useless thoughts, I just had to get my body moving.

If Dogun realized what I was up to, he’d probably pull away, so I quickly made use of my skills, positioning myself silently behind him… then, using the excuse of wanting to help, I began pressing my chest firmly against his back.

And… not surprisingly, that alone made my face go beet red and flustered.

When I think about it, I’ve done much more embarrassing things, yet this was still something else altogether.

It was a situation intended to stimulate Dogun, yet somehow I found myself getting stimulated instead.

Anyway, there I was, caught in this oddly innocent atmosphere, with my body starting to betray me, blushing uncontrollably, but… that feeling didn’t last long.

After all, despite feelings aside, I’d expected one thing for sure: Dogun would react.

But strangely enough, he didn’t give me much of a response at all.

In a way, I had gone commando just for this single moment.

Honestly, he must have realized that I… didn’t wear underwear and that I was a bit worked up by now, yet he had such a lack of response.

They say indifference is scarier than negative feedback and that’s exactly how I felt now.

And as this unexpected silence from Dogun came in response, what had once felt embarrassing disappeared without a trace, slowly turning into some annoyance.

‘He definitely…’

There’s no way he didn’t notice…

But him acting so nonchalant means…?

Dogun probably decided to deliberately ignore it.

But why would he?

What’s making him act like that?

Could it be… because of the relationships he has with Chae-rim and Yoonseo?

Maybe he felt pressured because of them and was forcing an oblivious front?

…That might actually be true.

Given Dogun’s personality; he’s weak when pushed but harbors a strong sense of responsibility.

And as these thoughts took over my mind, a strange sense of unjustness washed over me.

Despite the fact that I was the one who first crossed that line with him, having only gotten a step behind would cause me to be treated like this—it didn’t seem fair.

Feeling this way, I knew I couldn’t let it end like this.

‘So…’

From here on out, everything that happens is on you, Dogun.

So, just… accept it.

Got it?