Dahee, You're My Little Sister No Matter What! Unnie Claims You! Claimed! Got It?!
“Whoa, whoaaa……!”
Shin Da-hee had hoped to win the dice lottery, but she never imagined she'd hit it on the very first try and step straight into the hotel.
Of course, she wasn't scheming anything shady. Just as she'd told Na Ho-guk and Choi Jisoo, she genuinely wanted to help the shelter.
Still, getting in with one roll? Unreal.
As Shin Da-hee stood there marveling, the portal-like glow that had enveloped her feet after winning the dice transported her into the hotel lobby.
Now waiting there, she'd confirmed what the two outside had explained—no contact via whispers, messenger pigeons, status window community, or anything else. Time to steel herself.
“Le-let's do our best! And this stay is a whopping 10 days……”
Until now, most stays had been 3 to 7 days, all single digits. Hitting the first-ever double digits on her turn? Shin Da-hee felt her luck was off the charts.
Soon, the other two women—who seemed to have won the dice too, total strangers—were escorted to their rooms by kindly uniformed staff, clearly hotel employees.
Finally, it was Shin Da-hee's turn.
Like the others, she approached the lobby desk for check-in.
But just then, from a spot away from the main desk and public elevators—an elevator that screamed VIP exclusive, grand and separate—its doors slid open with a whoosh.
Out stepped a woman more stunningly beautiful than any Shin Da-hee had ever seen, her heels clicking as she approached.
“Wh-what……?”
Shin Da-hee froze, utterly bewildered. The high-status lady(?) said something to the desk staff, then suddenly flashed a bright smile her way. Da-hee bowed hastily.
“H-hello……?!”
“Yes, hello. I'm the general manager of this hotel. I hope you weren't too inconvenienced waiting in the lobby?”
“Y-yes……? Oh, no! Nothing like that. If anything, I should be thanking you for this chance……”
“Not at all. Normally, we escort guests straight to their rooms upon arrival, but our president and I had a meeting that ran long. My apologies.”
The general manager, Kim Gayeon, bowed politely. Shin Da-hee swallowed hard, flustered by the gracious response.
Whoa, she's that gorgeous? And she looks about my age.
Still, that classy aura and sharp vibe made it easy to buy her as manager of this gleaming hotel.
“……If it's not too rude, may I ask a few questions?”
“Of course. Oh, but first……”
Kim Gayeon beckoned a staffer for a sheet of paper, then handed it to Shin Da-hee.
“This is a simple check-in procedure. Please read it carefully, and if you agree, just press your thumbprint here.”
“Ah, yes. Got it.”
Having seen the other two do it, Shin Da-hee took the paper without surprise and scanned it thoroughly.
……Pretty standard. Nothing fishy…… Oh, this. Is this it?!
Skimming the usual clauses, her eyes hit the special one at the bottom. She gasped inwardly.
[During your stay, we require your absolute confidentiality regarding all events in this hotel.]
[This will be forcibly enforced by the system even after you leave, so please decide carefully.]
So that's why only scraps of info about this place have leaked out over the past few months. With a clause like this, no wonder.
Made sense. Even basic details on supplies would help outsiders prep. Probably to prevent that.
Convinced on her own, Shin Da-hee reread the whole thing, filled in basics like name and age, then carefully thumbprinted it.
“Like…… this?”
“Yes, thank you. Shall we head up? You can check your room first, then I'll answer your questions.”
Kim Gayeon took the signed contract. Inside, she was cheering wildly, but kept her poker face, playing the seasoned manager.
“Y-yes……?! Th-the general manager herself……?”
Shin Da-hee looked overwhelmed. Biting back her glee to not scare the girl, Kim Gayeon pointed to the special elevator she'd just used.
“Yes. Among the three dice winners, you, Shin Da-hee, had the highest score, so as general manager, I'm handling you personally. It's our president's orders, so no pressure—just relax.”
Presidential Suite 9901 on the 99th floor.
Having personally stayed here before, Kim Gayeon guided Shin Da-hee in. She gave the jaw-dropped, awestruck girl time to calm down, thinking to herself:
Up close…… she's even cuter! Adorably pretty……! No way. Gotta beg oppa—no matter what, we keep her!!
If the three-day age gap felt iffy? Screw that—3 months, 3 years, she'd wait patiently to claim her. Totally worth it.
This girl was that gorgeous.
Sure, deciding without asking was a bit pushy, but compared to the zombie-riddled hell outside? Living here cared for by her, oppa, and Soyeon would be a happy ending for this cutie……
Kim Gayeon steeled her resolve.
“I-is this…… really where I'll stay for ten days?”
“Yes, exactly. The other two get standard suites one level down, but as top dice scorer, Shin Da-hee, you'll have this one.”
Shin Da-hee mumbled endless thanks, dazedly touring the room, then snapped to and eyed Kim Gayeon cautiously.
“S-so…… can I ask those questions now……?”
“Sure, ask away…… I mean, go ahead.”
Kim Gayeon tried formal manager-speak, but old habits slipped. Shin Da-hee caught it and gently asked one burning question.
“Um…… you're not an NPC—you're a human survivor, right?”
“……Ah. Yeah, spot on. Totally understandable curiosity. Hehe.”
“Whoa……! S-so the president you mentioned, and the other staff unnies too?!”
Her tension skyrocketed at the confirmation. Kim Gayeon—who'd been plotting how to devour this cutie—suddenly hit the gas.
“Argh! Why are you so cute?! Screw president or whatever—unnie's hugging you first! Okay?!”
“Eek……?!”
She lunged, tackling her in a no-holds-barred bear hug, grinding those violently massive tits—lethal compared to Da-hee's modest ones—against her.
Flustered on how to react to the sexual harassment, Shin Da-hee figured same gender, and hey, a pretty unnie like this? Not hating it. She just melted into it.
“Ngh, no holding back! Da-hee, you're my little sis period! Unnie claims you! Claimed! Got it?!”
“Eep! Un-unnie…… w-wait! Enough now……!”
After over five minutes crushed against Kim Gayeon's apocalyptic milkers, Shin Da-hee timidly complained. Kim Gayeon snapped out of her half-crazed daze and released her.
“……”
“……”
Silence hung, then Kim Gayeon, as the elder, broke it.
“Uh…… sorry. Sorry. Da-hee, you're just too pretty and cute—unnie couldn't resist. Oh, the manager thing's real, but we'll drop formalities. Humans together, right?”
“Y-yeah……”
“Thanks. C'mon, sit on the sofa…… Ugh, what a mess. Getting all sappy.”
Fanning herself embarrassedly, she led Shin Da-hee to the central living room table and sofa, facing each other for Q&A.
“President's a human Awakener like me, super high-level. Other staff? There's me and one other general manager—three humans total. Rest are intricate NPCs from president's ability.”
Grumbling about the "sub-manager" technically being another GM, Shin Da-hee smiled awkwardly—then a hunch flashed.
“Oh, so……!? That other general manager—is it Lee Soyeon…… Lee Soyeon-ssi?”