The Lower Body Rental Coupon

-Tap. Tap. Kang Dahyun was focused on her laptop, seemingly working on an assignment. The closer I got, the more clearly I could see her. The mole beneath her left eye. Her cat-like eyes. Her light-brown skin that carried a subtle, alluring sensuality. Her long, beautiful legs. Black band stockings that accentuated their shape, paired with high heels. And that slightly short tennis skirt. Right now, Kang Dahyun looked like she had stepped straight out of a photoshoot.

She had taken a seat at one of the tables along the cafe’s floor-to-ceiling windows. It was a high table that could easily seat four to six people in a row. Because the table was so tall, the chairs in front of it were quite high as well. Dahyun sat on one of them with her legs crossed. As I approached from behind, her slender waist and hips came into clearer view.

‘Will this… actually work?’

Quests and quest items always felt strangely unreal. No matter how many times I experienced them, I could never quite get used to it. The coupon now in my hand was no different.

The item looked no different from an ordinary coffee coupon in both texture and appearance.

-Tap. Tap.

With a pounding heart, I lightly tapped Kang Dahyun’s shoulder while she continued typing away at her laptop.

-Knock. Knock.

“…?”

Dahyun, who had been facing forward, turned around with a puzzled expression. The mole beneath her eye. Those cat-like eyes. Her beautiful features. Up close, her intense sensuality washed over me. Her skin tone… was almost exactly the same shade as the vanilla latte I had been sipping earlier.

With trembling hands, I held out the Lower Body Rental Coupon to her. Her expression twisted slightly. She looked annoyed.

“Right now?”

“Huh?”

“I’m busy… Haah, just use it and give it back.”

She snatched the coupon from my hand and turned back to her laptop without another word.

‘So… I borrowed it?’

It seemed I had successfully borrowed her lower body.

It was real. Now that I had borrowed it, there was no time to waste.

‘I can’t just use it like this…’

I slowly slid my left hand between her hips and the chair. -Tap. Tap. Even though I was reaching under her butt, Dahyun paid no attention whatsoever. Just as the item description stated, she seemed completely unable to feel any sensation from her lower body being touched.

‘Once the time runs out… all the stimulation hits her at once, right?’

Recalling the item description, I gently applied pressure with my left hand and lifted her while pulling the chair out with my right.

-Screech.

-Click.

As I slowly removed the chair, Dahyun stepped down without any resistance. It was like moving someone who was completely drunk—they simply went along with the force applied. She naturally uncrossed her legs and stepped down from the high chair.

Up close, I realized she wasn’t just wearing regular high heels. They were proper platform kill heels with significant height both in the front and back.

‘Who wears something like that to school…’

Kill heels were almost never seen on campus. Anyone who saw her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠would think she was heading to a fashion show. Whether she wanted to show off that she did fitting modeling, simply loved fashion, or enjoyed drawing attention, Dahyun often came to school wearing outfits that weren’t exactly ordinary. Today, it was kill heels. But they undeniably suited her leg line perfectly. The sight of her walking into the cafe in those heels was exactly like a model.

-Screech.

After sliding the chair aside, I began adjusting her lower body to my liking.

‘Spread her legs a little…’

Next, I slipped both hands under her tennis skirt. Soon, I felt the soft, elastic flesh of her buttocks. I could also feel the thin fabric stretched tightly over her skin. Since I had planned to remove her panties from the start, I immediately grabbed the waistband on both sides of her hips and pulled downward. Her panties slid smoothly down her thighs. They were black with lace trim. I kept pulling until they reached her knees, where they stretched taut between her legs. Then, like unwrapping a gift, I lifted the back of her tennis skirt up over her waist.

-Tap. Tap.

Throughout all of this, Kang Dahyun showed no reaction and continued focusing on her laptop. With her hips pushed back, elbows on the table, and face close to the screen, she maintained her posture. It looked quite uncomfortable, yet her reflection in the window showed no change in expression.

After finishing the pose I wanted, I took a step back to admire the result.

‘Wow…’

It was an incredibly seductive sight. Her two legs were spread just enough and stretched straight. Her panties were caught between her knees, pulled tight. Dahyun’s lower body formed the shape of the letter A. Her tennis skirt was flipped up over her waist, completely exposing her buttocks.

‘Haa…’

Blood rushed through my body. My cock was already rock hard. Between her spread thighs, her mound formed a soft, plump hill, with a visible slit between the folds… My heart felt like it was about to explode.

I hurriedly started unbuckling my belt. Now the real game began. Her beautiful leg line ran from her hips all the way down to her slender ankles. Her hips and thighs seemed to be reaching toward me, as if inviting me in. After quickly dropping my pants, I stepped closer to her.

‘Huh?’

Something was off. The height didn’t match. Her entrance was positioned slightly higher than my cock. I wasn’t particularly short, but Dahyun was quite tall—and more importantly…

‘Kill heels!’

The high heels were the problem. They looked incredibly sexy and pretty, emphasizing her leg line and slim ankles.

‘Hmm… What should I do?’

Several ideas flashed through my mind. Should I take off the heels? Spread her legs wider? Or make her bend her knees? But none of them felt right. Her lower body was already perfect exactly as it was.

‘Hoo…’

I calmed my burning excitement and looked at her lower body once more. Light coffee-colored skin. Two straight legs. Black stockings radiating a mysterious sexiness. Kill heels highlighting her slender ankles and beautiful leg line. Her lower body looked like a work of art. I wanted to enjoy it exactly like this—in this perfect state.

‘What now…’

While I was pondering, I suddenly remembered the novels I had borrowed earlier. I grabbed the bag I had left behind and placed it on the seat next to Dahyun. Then I began pulling out the fantasy novels I had ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠borrowed from the school library one by one.

-Tap. Tap. Tap.

Even while I was taking out the books, Dahyun continued working on her laptop with her hips and private parts completely exposed. Neither the cafe staff nor the other customers found anything strange about the scene. That was how quest-related matters always worked. Even if someone was having sex right next to them or standing completely naked, people ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠simply went about their day as usual without noticing anything odd.

While everyone else carried on normally, I stacked the fantasy novels behind her—six books in two rows of three. Then, still wearing my shoes, I carefully stepped onto the pile.

‘Perfect height.’

The thought of treating borrowed items with care had completely vanished. Whether it was the novels I had borrowed or Dahyun’s lower body, I planned to use both thoroughly. After climbing onto the stack of books, I confirmed that my cock and her entrance were now at the perfect height and smiled in satisfaction.

‘Ah. Lube.’

Since I wasn’t planning ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠on foreplay, I would need lubricant if I wanted to slide smoothly into her light-brown mound. I pulled my half-removed pants back up, reached into my pocket, and rummaged around. Soon, I felt two cylindrical objects in my hand.

‘Two?’

I was momentarily confused before remembering the Itch Spray I had obtained earlier.

‘Should I use it?’

I took out the spray first instead of the lube. It looked like an ordinary cylindrical spray can about the size of an adult finger. I checked the description again.

I immediately pointed the nozzle upward and slid it between Dahyun’s legs.

-Pssht. Pssht. Pssht.

After lightly spraying, I put it back in my pocket and touched her entrance. Her light-brown, plump folds. The first thing I felt was the hair on her mound. Thanks to the spray, it was now damp. I pushed my fingers in a little deeper and felt her equally moistened insides. I slid my finger in deeper and moved it around.

-Squish. Squish. Squish.

Even though I was fingering her damp pussy, there was no reaction. Dahyun’s reflection in the window still showed the same focused expression on her laptop screen.

‘Ah. Right. Any stimulation to her lower body won’t be felt until the full hour passes…’

The description said even the slightest brush would cause abnormal pleasure, but I wouldn’t see that reaction until the rental time was up. Realizing I wouldn’t get an immediate response, I lost interest in the spray and reached for the lube in my pocket instead. I squeezed some onto my left hand and casually spread it over my cock. I didn’t need to be thorough—just enough to keep things slick until the end. After applying it, I wiped my hand on a tissue from the table and left the tube there.

‘Hoo.’

Preparations complete, I looked down. In front of me was Dahyun’s light coffee-colored ass and her straight, extended legs. Slowly, I guided my cock toward her light-brown entrance.