The Only Woman in a Zombie Apocalypse Vol. 1 Chapter 19 - It Wasn’t Supposed to be a 19+ novel (1)

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“Dayoung, you up?”

“Yeah…”

 

Dayoung instinctively responded to the voice calling her from outside the curtains and opened her eyes. Her head throbbed as if it were splitting—apparently, this body couldn’t handle alcohol well.

 

“Ugh! How much did I drink last night…? This is the first time I’ve ever had a hangover.”

 

In real life, Dayoung had been a heavy drinker. She could down five bottles of soju without a hint of a hangover. 

 

Yet here she was, experiencing one for the first time. 

 

Clutching her pounding head, she forced herself out of bed. The moment she moved, a wave of nausea hit her—this hangover was hitting hard.

 

“Dayoung, you okay?”

“No… I feel like I’m dying.”

 

Again, she answered without thinking to the voice outside the curtains. 

 

Recognizing it as Minho’s, memories of last night flooded back. 

 

What the hell?! Kim Dayoung, what exactly did you do yesterday?! Are you insane?!

 

“I told them to make hangover soup for breakfast. Let’s go down and sober up.”

“Ah, okay. I’ll be right out.”

 

Dayoung sluggishly changed her clothes. 

 

How am I supposed to face anyone like this? 

 

If she was going to get this hungover, she wished her memory had blacked out. But she remembered everything—everything, down to the smallest detail—and it left her flustered. 

 

Hesitantly, she stepped outside.

 

Minho, however, acted completely normal. So Dayoung played along, pretending nothing had happened—or that she didn’t remember.

 

“We have to get breakfast ready… Why didn’t you wake me earlier? How much did I even drink last night?”

“Woomin said you’d be exhausted and told us not to wake you. Are you feeling okay?”

“No… My whole body’s trembling.”

“Guess Dohun was right—you really should work on your stamina…”

 

At Minho’s words, Dayoung’s ears burned red. Sensing she remembered everything, Minho leaned in close and whispered in her ear:

 

“Dayoung, last night… you were wild.”

“Th-that was…”

“Don’t drink so much from now on. You could turn a man into a wolf.”

 

Just as Minho had said, Dayoung also found herself thinking the same. 

 

Words and actions she would never normally say or do. With alcohol in her system, Dayoung’s body became unrestrained—too unrestrained, even. 

 

It moved solely as her body desired, as her instincts demanded. 

 

In fact, Dayoung felt she had already shown great restraint by not sleeping with the three of them.

 

Honestly, who hasn’t had such fantasies at least once? 

 

The fantasy of being surrounded by men, lost in pleasure. The fantasy of being between different men, reaching climax. 

 

It didn’t take long for such fantasies to become reality. 

 

Dayoung was exhilarated. If she had never known, it might have been different—but once she did, wasn’t it just human nature to keep thinking about it? Was she the only one?

 

“Still, it was good.”

“Huh?”

“Hm? Oh, nothing. My stomach hurts. Let’s hurry downstairs.”

 

At Dayoung’s words, Minho flustered, asked for clarification. 

 

With an innocent face, she turned out to be quite the fox. Minho didn’t dislike that side of her. 

 

Of course, he also liked her shy demeanor—but what man wouldn’t adore Dayoung? 

 

In their twenties, when desire runs rampant, there probably wasn’t a single man in the world who would dislike a woman making the first move.

 

“Noona~”

 

Dohun called out to Dayoung as he ran down the escalator behind her. The three of them tucked away yesterday’s events in their memories and chatted about random things until they arrived at the restaurant. 

 

When Dayoung entered, the noisy dining area suddenly fell quiet, making her tilt her head in confusion.

 

“Anyway… no matter how I think about it, you guys have such loose lips. How can men be this careless?”

“Why?”

“Doesn’t everyone know about the four of us doing… that yesterday?”

“How??”

“Well… there’s such a thing as scent. We ran into people on our way out.”

 

Dohun scolded the group, who had clammed up at Dayoung’s arrival, as he took his seat.

 

Dayoung whispered in response to Dohun’s words, but his reply left her speechless. There were no secrets in this place—none at all.

 

“Noona, you didn’t do anything wrong. Those people are just jealous of us.”

“…”

 

Dayoung remained frozen, offering no reply to Dohun’s words. 

 

The group, flustered by her reaction, quickly nodded in agreement. They hadn’t gone silent because they thought Dayoung was at fault.

 

“He’s right, Dohun’s right—they’re just jealous. Dayoung Noona. We’d never say anything bad about you!”

“Yeah! We’re jealous too! Those bastards are jealous too!!”

“Pfft—hahaha. Jealous, huh?”

 

Woomin, who had been setting food on the table, shrugged and chimed in. 

 

The others, already seated, shot him sharp glares and rapped their knuckles on the table.

 

“I should’ve been there! Not knowing what happened makes me even more curious—I can’t stop imagining it!! Ughhh!”

“Exactly. The four of you had fun, right? Unless… Ughhh!!”

“Nothing like what you’re imagining happened. So just shut up already!”

“Everyone, calm down and just eat. You’re making Noona uncomfortable.”

“Hah! Park Ian, you’ve got nothing to be jealous of… right?”

 

“No, I don’t. Just eat already. Seriously.”

 

The tension in the dining room quickly dissipated, and as the group bickered, Dayoung finally relaxed her stiff expression and began eating.

 

The spicy hangover stew was exactly to her taste, and she ended up devouring two full bowls before heading back to her room. 

 

As she wondered what to do with the rest of her day, a dull ache in her lower abdomen made her flinch. 

 

Ah… It seemed that time of the month—when she fell under its monthly ‘magic spell’—was approaching.

 

Could it be that her heightened libido was due to her nearing her period? She pondered the medical possibility.

 

“Well, I was so different from my usual self. Getting drunk and masturbating, then having sex with Ian—I’ve imagined a lot, but my body wasn’t used to pleasure. Maybe this body is just different. Once my period ends, my sex drive should go down too.”

 

While organizing the room and moving furniture, the group had brought her plenty of feminine products, so Dayoung muttered to herself as she pulled out the sanitary pads stacked in a small storage area. Her periods weren’t long, but the cramps were excruciating. 

 

By the second day, the pain was so bad she could barely move, and she wondered if she should mention it to the others before they got worried. 

 

But for some reason, announcing her period felt embarrassing, and since she didn’t even know if this body experienced cramps, it was hard to explain. 

 

In the end, Dayoung said nothing to anyone and started her period the next day. 

 

The first day passed as usual, and then came the highly anticipated second day. Dayoung woke up early in the morning—but there was no pain.

 

“Wow. Blessed body, I guess.”

 

Contrary to her worries, her period passed without incident. 

 

The real problem came after it ended. 

 

For some reason, her body kept heating up strangely. 

 

Wasn’t my sex drive supposed to disappear after my period?? 

 

If anything, she’d felt less desire during her period.

 

“Do most women get this easily aroused before or after their periods?”

 

No one had touched her, and she hadn’t seen anything visually stimulating, yet her body was burning up. She wanted someone to touch her, to make her feel pleasure. 

 

If no one was around, she even considered doing it herself. 

 

These were thoughts and fantasies the usual Dayoung would never entertain. 

 

What the hell is wrong with me? Do I need to have sex every day now?

 

“Ugh, this is driving me crazy. Why is this happening…”

 

Dayoung kept having dirty thoughts and couldn’t take it anymore, so she left her room. 

 

Being alone seemed to make her mind wander to lewd places. But even outside, it was the same. Whenever she ran into her companions and exchanged greetings or chatted, her eyes kept drifting toward their crotches. 

 

After wandering around the second floor, Dayoung eventually returned to her room.

 

Fortunately, it was time to prepare lunch, so she went down to the dining area, cooked, ate, and spent some time there before heading back to her room. 

 

For a moment, it felt like her sexual urges had faded, but as soon as she returned, the dirty thoughts came rushing back. 

 

Pacing around the room, Dayoung decided she couldn’t take it anymore. She hastily threw on some clothes, grabbed a large shopping basket, and headed downstairs. It wasn’t like she was going to pay for anything, but shopping was the best way to distract herself.

 

On the underground second floor, she browsed through the stores where women’s clothes were gathered. 

 

She filled the huge shopping basket until it was overflowing. She had only seen a fraction of the collection, but there was enough here that even if Dayoung changed outfits every day, it would take her over a year to wear them all. 

 

Of course, she probably wouldn’t be able to wear some of them due to sizing issues.

 

“Laundry day is next week. I should toss out the uncomfortable clothes and only wash the ones that are pretty and comfy.”

 

As she walked with the large basket in hand, Dayoung spotted a pink sign in the corner. Even though she frequently came down to B2, this was the first time she had seen it. 

 

Only when she got closer did she realize what it was—a Adult sex toy shop. 

 

Adult stores weren’t usually found in shopping malls, but then again, this was inside a novel, so anything was possible.

 

In Zombieverse, there were quite a few sex scenes, but the characters always used condoms without fail. 

 

In a world like this, an adult shop was probably necessary to keep them stocked. 

 

Dayoung stared at the bright pink sign before setting down her basket at the entrance and quietly slipping inside.

 

The adult store was truly a whole new world. 

 

‘I had browsed online shops before but had never bought anything, and I had never stepped foot into a physical store.’ 

 

The actual store was full of fascinating things. 

 

Maybe it was because it wasn’t a small shop in the neighborhood, but a large one.

 

As soon as I entered, I saw sexy lingerie and provocative costumes on display. One by one, I picked them up to look, then gathered an armful of outfits I liked. 

 

Since they were costumes I’d always wanted to try someday, Dayoung felt a flutter of excitement. 

 

Part of her wanted to try them on right away, but she was also curious about the products lined up further inside.

 

Venturing deeper, she spotted a sign that read Female Pleasure Products and cautiously approached. 

 

There, neatly arranged, were adult toys she hadn’t even seen online.

 

“So this is a vibrator… And the dildos come in huge sizes. Wow… anal toys? Do women also feel good from anal…?”

 

With the thought that no one else was around, and she was completely alone, Dayoung began touching and examining everything.