My Girlfriend Is Very Good to Me Chapter 38: My Girlfriend is Too Cute (4)

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"You got permission?"

I stopped in my tracks, baffled by the unexpected response. I stared intently at Heena, searching for clarification, but she brushed it off casually.

"I told my parents that when I move out, we'd live together."

"And what about my mom?"

"I ntioned to her that I'd frequently be visiting to look after you."

"Ah, I see."

It makes sense, given that we're dating.

"I thought you told my mom we were moving in together..."

"She said it's fine as long as our parents agree."

"..."

Oh, mom...!

It dawned on that my mom's insistence on holding onto Heena wasn’t just empty words. I was delighted, but the suddenness of the topic caught off guard.

Still, considering we might only act on this in about two years, perhaps I'm overreacting. Our respective schools are far apart, making living together a challenge.

Recognizing Heena's intentions, I thought it best to appreciate her sentint.

"It’s still pretty far off if it really happens, but it would be nice."

"To live with ?"

"Yeah. I'll handle all the cleaning and laundry. You just relax."

Though the conversation wasn't too serious, I was genuinely sincere. How could I let Heena lift a finger?

Yet, she playfully counters, "I'll take care of everything. You just focus on your gas!"

I was taken aback, my heart skipping a beat.

Who would've thought? A girlfriend telling to leave household chores to her and just play gas!

It's a rare sentint, even if it was just a jest. But to hear such words was genuinely touching.

Holding a hand over my heart with an exaggerated grimace, Heena whispered teasingly in my ear, "Moved, weren't you?"

"I was..."

"Do you find cute?"

"You're the cutest in the world."

She chuckled, "Just as I thought."

A gentle tap.

"You know?"

Of course, I did.

Though we were in the middle of the street, I didn't hesitate to kiss Heena. One on the cheek, another on the forehead.

The so-called "three-second rule" felt irrelevant now. Judging by her reaction, she seed to enjoy these gestures.

She clearly appreciated it, reciprocating with a kiss on my cheek, beaming all the while.

We exchanged smiles, and having seen most of what we set out to, and feeling a bit tired from all the walking, we decided it was ti to head back.

"Shall we head back?"

"Yes!"

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Raei Translations

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I'd said as much, but it didn't an our date was over.

The evening hadn't even started, and going back ho would only an video gas; nothing particularly pressing. Plus, Heena held onto my arm so tightly, as if she didn't want to leave.

After a long subway ride, we returned to the area near Heena’s house and went to a nearby cafe.

It was a spacious cafe with labyrinthine corridors and nurous plants and decorations. Tucked away in a corner, it was the perfect spot for uninterrupted conversation—a place Heena and I frequented.

I had entered with the light-hearted intention of so casual chat, maybe so light banter, and then leaving.

"What kind of house do you like?"

"For when we live together?"

"Yes!"

On our way here, we had been chatting about the animals we saw, so I thought that was the end of that conversation.

But as soon as we sat down with our drinks, she continued the topic as if it was the most natural thing in the world. It caught off guard.

Should I consider this just another topic of small talk?

"Well... I haven’t really given it much thought."

"Really? Let's assu a one-room then?"

"A one-room?"

"Yeah, like a room about 35 square ters with the kitchen in the sa space, and a separate bathroom."

"Oh, that kind."

I faintly recalled seeing such a room layout in a comic book.

"You know your stuff."

"Yeah, I've looked into it because I’m interested."

"Thinking of living alone?"

"Thinking of living with you, actually!"

Of course.

Turns out, my girlfriend was already considering living together sooner than I expected.

It's not that I felt inadequate, but wasn’t Heena getting a bit ahead of herself? The way she talked made it feel like she had even planned our future children.

But asking, "Heena, have you already decided if you want a boy or a girl?" even in jest felt too forward. So, I decided to move the conversation along.

"What about you, Heena?"

"A house?"

"Yeah, any preference?"

"Uh, I guess I'm fine with anything."

With that, she stood up and moved her chair next to mine.

From sitting face-to-face, she repositioned so we were side-by-side, leaning into my shoulder.

"A one-room is good, but I wouldn't mind a two-room with separate spaces. Anyway..."

"Anyway?"

"We’d only need one bed."

"......"

She whispered softly, her head resting on my shoulder.

Being a healthy young man, I've shared mature stories with friends, watched risqué content when alone, and indulged in various fantasies. With all those years of, let's call it "experience," I should be more immune to this kind of topic than Heena. Yet, it still took by surprise.

From her lips, stories that could be rated mature slipped out unintentionally, and I just couldn't get used to it.

"By that ti, we'll be adults, right?"

"...I guess so."

"...Hehe."

"Hahaha..."

The previously adorable Heena seed to have disappeared, replaced only by a fox who gave a captivating smile as if she was trying to seduce .

And now, as Heena's arm wrapped around my waist, I quickly changed the subject before the atmosphere got any thicker.

"Speaking of which! Isn't your brother being discharged from the military soon?"

"Yeah~ He's coming back tomorrow."

"Ti flies. My younger brother is due next month."

I brought up the topic to steer the conversation away, but it made feel a bit down.

"Sigh... I'll have to go eventually..."

"To the military?"

"Yes..."

Given my robust health, there doesn't seem to be a way out, and I'm filled with a vague sense of dread.

I guess all the guys my age feel the sa. Holding onto the slim hope that maybe there won't be a need if our country unifies.

I once joked with my older friends about the possibility of serving not just in our country, but even in North Korea if the unification happened and our luck was bad.

Even if there's unification, the mandatory military service won't just disappear.

No matter how much the military has improved and even if they let you use phones now, I really didn't want to go.

Seeing my distress, Heena looked upset as well.

"I'm worried too... What will I do every day when you're in the army?"

Her reaction was as if she despised the re thought, just like I did.

Seeing her like that made think, if I had Heena waiting for , maybe I could endure the military life.

Receiving letters, having her visit, talking on the phone. Anticipating those might make the tough days go by faster.

But Heena, being the proactive woman she was, always seed a step ahead of my imagination.

"So, I did so research on that..."

"On the military?"

"Yeah. There's a type of service called active duty where you can commute from ho every day."

"Oh~ I think I've heard of it."

I only felt the dislike without really researching the military specifics. All I knew was that there's a daily commuting option for military service.

Still, with my physical condition, it probably isn't for . Especially when even public service seems out of reach.

"It's not a guarantee, but there might be a way for you to opt for that."

"Really? Could I do it?"

"Yes! If we try hard together, we can make it work!"

"...It requires effort?"

I couldn't even begin to imagine, especially when she said, "we together."

Did she an breaking my leg or enduring so pain?

Furrowing my brows in deep thought, I couldn't find an answer from what I knew.

Seeing my puzzled face, Heena wrapped an arm around my neck this ti, pulling slightly closer, and whispered the solution into my ear.

"If we have even one child... it's possible."

"Wow."

He exclaid in astonishnt. A thod I could never have imagined ca from my girlfriend's lips.

At the sa ti, this topic felt off-limits. Continuing might create an uncontrollable atmosphere.

Imdiately, I turned my head and kissed Heena's lips that were close enough to feel my breath, as if asking her to be content with that.

After a brief kiss, I tried to regain my composure and said, "We can talk about this later."

"Yeah. It's still far off, but that's one way."

"I see..."

I quickly steered away from the topic. No matter what we discussed, it seed to veer off in that direction. What should we do?

While desperately searching for a neutral topic, I rembered the silliness from this morning.

"Heena, would you like to et up with my brother and his girlfriend, the four of us?"

"With your older brother?"

"Yes, my brother."

"I don't mind, but why all of a sudden?"

"Well, my brother didn't ntion anything, but his girlfriend, Yoonjung, really wants to et you."

She practically dragged to the floor in excitent.

"Sounds good. When should we et?"

"I'll ask her later and let you know. Knowing her personality, she might suggest eting tomorrow."

"Okay~"

She nodded without hesitation.

The fact that she felt no burden eting my family was impressive. Although she seed nervous when eting my mother, it was only a fleeting feeling; she was eager to et.

Perhaps I should be more assertive with Heena?

I thought I was expressive enough, but I felt I still fell short compared to Heena.

What more can I express? The only thing that cos to mind is too explicit. And after promising to refrain from such things until graduation, turning back now feels wrong.

Especially given the atmosphere when I made that promise. My pride as a man is at stake.

Holding back due to pride is tough, especially when Heena overtly approaches . Every ti she does, I feel tested.

She appears fearless. Like, "Bring it on."

"Ever tried lon soda? It's delicious."

Switching between cuteness and cunning, I can't help but pinch Heena's cheek.

"Why~"

As if even that gesture is a form of affection, she snuggles her face against my shoulder like a puppy.

I naturally pull her close and stroke her hair, thinking: How many days until graduation?

Author's Note:

Phew... Everyone just looks for explicit content...

This is a story about high schoolers' pure love.

Going forward, Heena and Yeonho will only share innocent love scenes, just holding hands and kissing. Thank you always for reading with joy. Your comnts and likes make happy.