When Green spent a lewd night with A a few days ago, she hadn’t met A since then. But she didn’t feel the same urgency as before.
Because Green felt reassured after that night, she was looking forward to the next time they would meet.
Seeing Green’s mood, the other HunterKiller members instinctively felt that things were going well for her. While one might think that conversations about dating would become more interesting among the members, surprisingly, such discussions didn’t last long and gradually shifted to individual topics.
That doesn’t mean there were no more conversations about dating. What used to open up discussions among members was now turning into a more general exchange of various stories.
There was a meeting today, and Green, who arrived early, was watching Pink talk about her part-time job experiences.
Green liked all the members, but she had a slight admiration for Pink. Despite her relatively plain image, Pink had a glamorous demeanor and always wore clothes that suited her well. Green envied this and wanted to be like her.
Moreover, Pink, who had started dating first, gave advice freely to both Yellow and Green. It made Green think that Pink’s boyfriend must be happy to have such a girlfriend.
Of course, Green knew she couldn’t be exactly like Pink. Still, she thought maybe she could make her plain appearance a bit more noticeable.
“?”
Pink noticed Green staring at her silently and tilted her head in confusion. Realizing she had been staring at Pink, Green felt embarrassed.
“Oh, sorry. What were we talking about?”
“…Green, do you have something to say?”
Thinking there must be a reason for Green to look at her, Pink asked directly.
“No, um… No, nothing.”
Green closed her mouth just as she was about to speak, and Pink looked at her with narrowed eyes, as if trying to see through her. Green averted her gaze.
“Can’t you tell me if you don’t say anything?”
Hesitating to speak, Green realized that not saying anything wouldn’t solve anything, so she turned her gaze back to Pink.
“Does your boyfriend like it when you’re around?”
“Of course he does.”
Without any hesitation, Pink answered immediately. She knew she was pretty, and she was confident that her boyfriend liked it too.
Excited by the mention of her boyfriend, Pink started talking about their relationship before Green could even ask.
“He’s so frustrated he can’t kiss me every time he sees me. Do you want to know what position we were in last time?”
Pink enjoyed talking about sex. Even though it might draw strange looks from others, Pink didn’t care. The atmosphere among the HunterKiller members allowed her to share freely about her relationship with her boyfriend.
While talking about sex might seem like mere dirty talk, Pink saw it positively. In romantic relationships, sex filled the gaps that emotions alone couldn’t, and physical actions enhanced emotional intimacy.
That’s why Pink had encouraged Yellow and Green to have sex when they were struggling with their relationships. It wasn’t just about physical temptation; it was about freeing themselves from mental restraint.
“Oh, no! That’s…”
In contrast, Green was not as open about discussing sex. She had never talked about sexual matters with friends or even thought about it. Although she didn’t find it odd that the members were sharing stories about their boyfriends, she felt too shy to bring it up herself.
“It would be fun. We could drink together…”
Pink’s conversation naturally transitioned to talk about sex.
At first, Green felt embarrassed listening to Pink talk about kissing and having sex with her boyfriend. But soon, she became interested in the passionate descriptions of their intimate moments.
Since having sex with A, Green felt different. She couldn’t easily act on thoughts or behaviors that came to mind, but during sex, she felt emotionally liberated.
That night, she kept urging A to have sex, and the intense experience left a strong impression on her. She wondered if her boyfriend might think she was promiscuous.
“Would a pretty girl make a boyfriend happy?”
“Huh?”
Interrupting her ongoing conversation, Green suddenly asked, and Pink paused to consider what Green was getting at.
Of course, men like pretty women, and women like handsome men. Since attractiveness is generally valued, Pink didn’t need to answer negatively to Green’s question.
However, Pink hesitated because she understood why Green was asking.
Looking at Green’s unadorned appearance—plain T-shirt and long skirt—and realizing Green was aware of her own lack of glamour, Pink understood what Green was thinking.
“Yes, I guess….”
Noticing Green’s uncertainty, Pink stood up and sat beside her.
Pink enjoyed grooming herself. She liked wearing beautiful clothes and makeup that highlighted her figure. However, she only did so because she knew it suited her.
“Why? Does your boyfriend think you’re not pretty?”
Based on what she had heard, no one would say such a thing about Green. But Pink asked out of curiosity, and Green denied it firmly.
“No, it’s just that I want to look better.”
“I think you look great already.”
It was natural to want to improve, but Green’s plain attire didn’t detract from her beauty. Green was attractive enough, but without effort, her looks might go unnoticed.
“Still, if I could be more like Pink, maybe my boyfriend would like me more.”
Hearing this, Pink’s expression brightened. They had rarely discussed appearances, so this confirmed Green’s perception of Pink as an attractive woman.
But Pink felt the need to respond appropriately.
“You can’t be like me no matter how much you try.”
“Right?”
“But I can’t be like you no matter how hard I try either.”
“What?”
Green didn’t catch the meaning behind Pink’s words.
Pink understood her own appeal and had confidence in it. She also recognized Green’s unique charm and sometimes envied her.
Everyone has unique charms, which can inspire admiration or jealousy. However, no matter how much someone tries, they cannot become another person because everyone has distinct qualities.
“Green, you have your own charm. Your boyfriend surely likes you because of it.”
This insight, however, didn’t fully resolve Green’s desire to change. Despite understanding her own charm, Green still wished to be more like Pink.
Observing Green’s wavering eyes, Pink showed her a photo on her smartphone.
“Could you wear something like this?”
The photo showed Pink in a tight crop top and hot pants, holding a semi-transparent jacket. The picture seemed taken by someone else, likely her boyfriend.
“No, no.”
Admiring Pink, Green had never imagined wearing revealing clothes. Especially Pink’s crop top accentuated her large chest, making her look provocative despite being fully dressed.
“That’s right. You have your own style. But.”
Putting away her phone, Pink smoothed Green’s hair. Surprised by Pink’s touch, Green looked into her eyes. Seeing this, Pink smiled.
“You should visit a beauty salon.”
Smiling brightly, Pink suggested this, and Green nodded in agreement.
Afterward, Green started dating the Milky Way, and a few days passed since then.
Yesterday, the Milky Way messaged [Can we meet tomorrow?], and Green replied affirmatively. Today, she left for the Milky Way’s house in the afternoon and rang the doorbell.
“Sure! Come in.”
The door opened, and Green entered, holding the slightly opened door handle.
Taking off her shoes in the shoe rack and opening the door to the living room, Green couldn’t see the Milky Way.
“Milky Way?”
Peering inside, she called out, and the Milky Way, who had been hiding behind the wall, peeked out.
“Ah, hello.”
Slowly appearing, the Milky Way had changed her hairstyle from a straight bob to a voluminous perm, which made her appear more youthful and cute. The change was surprising, given that she hadn’t seemed like someone who would make such a drastic alteration.
Naturally, there were mixed feelings, but none were negative. It simply looked good, and Green felt happy, as if receiving a gift.
“Your hair looks nice. It suits you well.”
Immediately complimenting her hairstyle, Green felt that beautiful changes deserved abundant praise. She continued to express her thoughts.
The Milky Way couldn’t hide her smile, and Green approached, stroking her cheek and feeling her hair.
“……”
The Milky Way, looking up at her, closed her eyes and slightly pouted. Recognizing this signal, Green kissed her lips gently.
They kissed slowly, and Green’s hand moved to the Milky Way’s waist, sliding down but stopping just before touching her buttocks.
The memory of their first time making love was vivid, but Green didn’t know the Milky Way’s specific thoughts on physical intimacy. Even as lovers, not every touch is appropriate.
After suppressing their desires, the Milky Way looked up at Green in her arms.
“Are you not satisfied yet?”
Thinking she might want more kisses, Green asked. Blushing, the Milky Way averted her eyes slightly.
“Well, I thought… Maybe we shouldn’t tonight…”
At that moment, Green felt a surge of arousal in her unprepared member. The Milky Way noticed Green had stopped before touching her buttocks and was disappointed she didn’t continue.
Currently, it was only 2 PM, and the sun was still high. Engaging in such activities so early was unusual.
“Gasp!”
Wrapping her hand around the Milky Way’s buttocks, Green pulled her close, startling her. The Milky Way raised her gaze to look at Green again.
“Of course we should. Are you okay with it?”
Confirming once more, Green knew the Milky Way was aware of what would happen next. When the Milky Way nodded, they resumed kissing, fondling her firm buttocks and large breasts.
“Gasp, ah, hmm!”
Upon entering the house, the Milky Way, who had been shy about showing her new hairstyle, pressed against Green provocatively during their kiss and caresses.
