My Japanese Childhood Friend Is Too Flirty - Chapter 145



144. Wedding, Honeymoon, and Just the Two of Us….(6)

Under the direction of a blonde snap-happy photographer who, contrary to appearances, spoke Korean surprisingly well, Aki and I posed for couple photos for nearly thirty minutes.

We started with light cheek k*sses, then moved on to shots of me giving Aki a piggyback ride, then me hoisting her up, holding only her legs while she dangled, then me giving Aki a back hug, and conversely, Aki hugging me from behind… Really, we did every pose that two people could possibly do.

As an aside, Aki loved the pose where I was only holding her legs. Apparently, my jawline and the bridge of my nose looked s*xy from above, enough to make her want to pounce on me with a k*ss.

“You worked hard. Thank you for taking our photos!”

“Thank you, photographer-nim!”

“Oh, no, not at all. No need for thanks. …Ah, do you happen to be on Insta? If you give me your ID, I’ll send you the photo files via DM.”

The photographer said, looking at me. The nuance was that it was a given that I was on Instagram, but alas, I didn’t do SNS, including Instagram. The reason? Well, there was no need to spell it out.

I shook my head, adding a word.

“I don’t have an Insta ID, but I do have an email address. Should I give you that instead?”

“Huh…? You don’t have an Insta ID?”

“Yes. I don’t do SNS.”

“Ah~ really? I see. Why aren’t you on Instagram? You’re quite handsome….”

“……Ahem.”

Aki nudged my arm from behind. She didn’t say anything, but she was giving me a look. I, who had been smiling at the compliment, cleared my throat loudly.

“If you lend me your phone, I can type in my email address. Or should I just tell it to you?”

“Here. Type it in, please.”

The photographer held out their phone to me. The latest model of iPhone.

Without a second thought, I took the phone and began to input the email address…

“……[email protected].”

“Huh?”

“My email address.”

“……”

She wants me to enter her email address instead.

I hastily deleted my email address, hurriedly typing in Aki’s email address, whispered into my ear. And returned the phone to the photographer.

“You can send it here.”

“Yes, understood. Um… is your name Aki?”

“No. Aki is here, it’s my wife’s name.”

“Aha… Oh, wife? Whoa, you two are married…?”

The photographer’s eyes widened as they asked. I was about to answer yes, but Aki opened her mouth before I could.

“Yes. We got married yesterday. We’re on our honeymoon in France.”

“Oh, so you were newlyweds…! No wonder, just watching you made me feel like honey was dripping…! Ho-ho, ho-ho….”

“…But, excuse me. Are you perhaps not Korean?”

I wouldn’t normally ask, but I was too curious. This person, while looking undeniably Western, had such fluent pronunciation.

It was like… like they’d lived in Korea for a long time. Exaggerating only a little, it was almost like looking at Aki.

To my question, unable to contain my curiosity, the blonde photographer shook her head.

“Nope. Not Korean. My mother’s French, my father’s French too!”

“Ah. But how is it that you speak Korean so well? Did you study it separately?”

“I didn’t study it separately, I just had a Korean boyfriend when I was younger, so it naturally became good. We dated for, hmm, maybe about ten years…?”

“Ah… I see. A Korean boyfriend….”

Listening to that, this thought struck me.

Her Korean improved thanks to a Korean boyfriend. Isn’t that exactly like Aki and me? We’re also different nationalities, but grew up close and became fluent in each other’s languages. Although, of course, Aki’s Korean skills are far superior to my Japanese.

“Oh, my introduction is late, isn’t it? I’m Aimée. Feel free to call me Aimée.”

“Ah. I’m Wooju, just call me Wooju. My wife, you can call her Aki….”

Just as I was about to introduce myself, the photographer who introduced herself as Aimée approached closely.

And then, slightly on tiptoe, she brought her face near and made a ‘smack’ sound with her mouth before stepping back. It all happened before I could even stop her.

“Welcome, Wooju. Welcome to France!”

“Ah…. Yes. Thank you….”

I was startled. She was going for a bise.

Since she greeted me with a bise, I suppose I should have reciprocated, but… there was no way I could do that in front of Aki. I awkwardly rubbed the back of my neck and nodded. Then, I subtly glanced at Aki.

“Aki… you said? Welcome to France, Aki~!”

“Ah. Yes….”

Aki, seemingly not expecting Aimée to bise her as well, had been staring intently at me and gave an awkward greeting. Unlike me, who couldn’t bring myself to do it, she even made the proper ‘smack’ sound.

“Wooju, Aki. Now that the photos are done, where are you heading?”

“Hmm…. We’re planning to take the Bateaux Mouches cruise down there. I heard the view of the Eiffel Tower from the water is incredibly beautiful.”

“Ah, the Bateaux Mouches! The Bateaux Mouches is great. Fun during the day, fun at night, even more fun with your sweetheart! …Oh, and this is a secret just for you.”

Aimée smiled brightly, glancing around to check her surroundings. It seemed she was about to share something important.

“People don’t really go to the back deck. In other words, it’s a hidden k*ssing spot…!”

“Ah…. Really?”

“Yes. Hiding back there, while other couples are admiring the Eiffel Tower… k*ssing is incredibly thrilling. You absolutely have to try it…!”

“…You heard, *seobangnim*?”

“……”

Really, these women…….

* * *

Evening.

We took a spin down the Seine on the Bateaux Mouches, a cruise boat that wouldn’t be an overstatement to call the most famous in Paris. Of course, I didn’t forget to plant a k*ss in the k*ss spot Amy recommended.

Actually k*ssing her there, I understood why they said it was thrilling. The rear deck was narrow, so our silhouettes weren’t easily spotted, but from where we stood, we had a perfect view of everyone else strolling the deck, taking in the Parisian cityscape.

…Anyway. After such a thrilling date, we returned to the hotel.

Tonight was night two of our honeymoon.

Actually, the first night of our honeymoon was yesterday… but yesterday, worn out from the accumulated fatigue of the flight, both Aki and I collapsed the moment we hit the hotel bed. You can’t really call a night that passed without a single shared moment our first night, so in the truest sense, tonight is the first night of our honeymoon.

*Creak-*

“*Seobangnim*, I brought the glasses~”

Aki pushed open the bedroom door. In her right hand, she held two champagne flutes made of glass.

She told me to stay put, so I figured she was doing something, and it seems she wanted me to wait for her to bring these. I popped the cap off the grape juice, which looked like champagne, and chuckled to myself.

“We’re not actually drinking alcohol, why bother with the glasses?”

It goes without saying, but drinking while pregnant is strictly forbidden. So to create the atmosphere, I prepared grape juice that resembled the color and aroma of wine, but Aki, saying, ‘If you’re going to do it, you gotta do it right for the atmosphere…!’ placed the champagne glasses on the table.

“Now, let me pour you a glass. *Seobangnim*…!”

“Mm, thank you. I’ll enjoy it.”

I accepted the wine, no, the grape juice, from Aki. And then, I poured the champagne-esque grape juice into Aki’s glass.

*Glug-glug-*

“Should we toast?”

“Okay. What will the toast be?”

“Hmm…. Ah, to our love?”

“To our love. And to the child that will soon be born…!”

“…Cheers.”

We toasted with our eyes only and took sips from our glasses. Even though what was inside wasn’t champagne but grape juice, that minor detail didn’t bother me. What’s important isn’t the drinking itself, but this atmosphere that we can only enjoy tonight.

“Aki.”

I put down the champagne glass and gently took Aki’s hand.

This kind of skinship is something we do as regularly as eating, but perhaps because of the change in location, it made my heart beat faster in a strange way.

Aki must have felt the same way, her cheeks were slightly flushed.

“Now it’s night, wouldn’t it be alright to tell me, little by little?”

“Hm…? …Ah.”

Aki lowered her gaze just so.

Though unspoken, she seemed to grasp the meaning of my words. Aki wriggled the hand I held captive, then glanced up at me, ever so slightly.

“…Close your eyes for just a moment.”

“Like…this?”

“…Stay perfectly still like that. Absolutely no peeking. Understood?”

“Mmhmm. Understood…”

Why would she have me close my eyes?

I understand she has prepared something secret and surprising for me. Truth be told, I haven’t the faintest idea what it might be. Even when I begged for a hint, she simply said I’d know soon and refused to tell me anything at all.

Well, if I were to make a rough guess, perhaps a small gift hidden inside her bag. Or something akin to that…

“…Okay. You can open your eyes now.”

Aki’s voice, filtering through the darkness.

I slowly blinked my eyes open.

“……”

Aki’s plump, soft bottom came into view.

More precisely, something could be seen between Aki’s plump bottom, with her skirt pulled down.

A silver object, blunt in shape, with a ring at the end to serve as a handle.

“……”

“……”

This is.

This. This is…

“…On the first night of the honeymoon, the husband is supposed to take the bride’s first time, isn’t he?”

“……”

“…But, um…my first time, you already took it, Mister…”

“……”

“…So, to suit the first night, a different kind of ‘first’, …so you can have it, Mister…”

“……”

“…I prepared, it…”

“……”

Ah.

So that’s why she hadn’t eaten for three days…

Suddenly, I understood why Aki hadn’t touched her food. I felt my face slowly heating up.

To think Aki had been wearing something like this in her ass because of me… What should I say? This situation is really, really embarrassing, but also… strangely happy.

“… First… are you going to take it out for me?”

“…”

I slowly got up from my seat.

Aki, with her back slightly turned to me, stood there, looking up at me with eyes that seemed strangely expectant.

I reached out and touched Aki’s butt, gently caressing the ring of the silver object.

“… Are you sure you won’t regret this?”

“Yeah…”

“…”

Well, then. I have no choice but to give Aki what she wants.

“… Doing it in reverse is a first for me, too.”

“Ah, yeah…”

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“… Come here.”

I led Aki to the bed.

And, while gently stroking the area where the silver ring was embedded…

“… Spread your cheeks.”

“Hngh…♡”