Chapter 4
Chapter 4
Where did things start getting this twisted?
On the way home through an alley after leaving the busy district—
“Haah…”
A heavy sigh dragged along the ground behind me.
“Hey, Kim Taeseok. What, do you have shackles on your feet? Why are you crawling along like that?”
At my irritated shout, I turned around. The 2-meter giant tanker was trudging along with his head lowered. His face was red as if it might burst, and he couldn’t even meet my eyes, just staring at the ground.
A top-tier tanker in Korea, yet walking slower than me—a glass-cannon girl with stats of 1.
“You idiot! Why are you so useless despite your size?!”
Startled by my shout, Taeseok hesitantly raised his lid-like hand and pointed somewhere.
It was a shabby motel entrance, its pink neon sign flashing loudly in broad daylight.
“N-noona… earlier in the fitting room, we… ngh… our tongues… we… doesn’t that mean we’re… that kind of relationship now? I’m ready to take responsibility…”
“Ha.”
I let out a hollow laugh.
“Hey. Don’t you have any professional awareness? I’m a streamer broadcasting to gods, you know. That earlier? That was just fan service to open viewers’ wallets. Service. Do you even know my rate? You think you can settle that with a 30,000 won motel stay?”
At my shamelessly capitalist declaration, the hologram chat window flickered wildly.
“The chat erupts in cheers!”
[Mischievous Pervert God]: LOL insane professionalism!!
[Goddess Obsessed with Beauty]: Kyaaa! Jinho oppa devoted to capitalism is so cool!!
[Anonymous Muscle God]: (standing ovation with tears)
“‘Mischievous Pervert God’ donates 30,000 points!”
“‘Goddess Obsessed with Beauty’ donates 50,000 points!”
Using the flood of notifications like a lullaby, I tapped my thin leg sticking out from under the oversized shirt and frowned.
“Ugh, this is annoying. My legs hurt from wearing heels. Hey, take me home. Carry me.”
At my command, Taeseok flinched, then obediently bent down and presented his broad back. I hopped onto him.
“Damn it.”
But not even a minute passed before irritation surged again. As expected of a muscle pig, his back felt like a steel plate. My fragile chest and inner thighs were pressed painfully against the hard muscle.
“Hey, uncomfortable. Get down.”
“Huh? Why, noona… I’m strong. You’re not heavy at all.”
“Your back’s like a rock. Crawl. Carry me on all fours.”
“…What?”
“Didn’t you hear me? Get down, you bastard!”
At my shout, the 2-meter giant got down on all fours in the middle of the street.
Without hesitation, I climbed onto his wide back. Pulling down my oversized shirt, I spread my bare legs and tightly wrapped them around his thick waist.
“Hyah! Move out, Kim Taeseok horse!”
At that moment, his entire body jolted.
Through the thin fabric, the soft inner flesh of my thighs pressed firmly against his solid sides.
From atop him, I could clearly see thick beads of sweat running down his neck and back.
“Ngh… noona…”
“Move faster. I’m hungry.”
Taeseok began crawling forward.
A huge man moving on all fours like a beast, and on top of him, a small silver-haired girl in nothing but a shirt, gripping him tightly.
Everyone on the street stared.
Shock. Curiosity. And unmistakable desire.
“L-look over there…”
“What the hell is that…?”
Whispers rang out, but I didn’t lower my head or hide my face.
Instead, every gaze touching my bare skin sent a thrilling shiver down my spine.
More than anything…
The ride felt incredible.
With each movement of his crawling body, I could feel his powerful back muscles flexing between my legs. The contraction and relaxation of firm muscle, the heat radiating from his body.
Each step made my inner thighs rub persistently against his back.
“Ah…”
A soft sound escaped me.
‘What the hell, why does this feel so good.’
Riding a tamed, dangerous beast, gripping its life in my hands—the overwhelming sense of dominance.
Drunk on that sensation, a dangerous thought slipped out—something I never would’ve said in my previous life.
“Hey. If you treated me even half this well back when I was a guy…”
“…Huh?”
Taeseok paused mid-crawl and turned his head. I brushed his sweat-soaked hair and whispered near his ear.
“Then I would’ve done even more… really intense stuff for you. Good boy.”
“System overload detected!”
“The chat server is about to crash!”
[Mischievous Pervert God]: WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?! SAY IT!!!
[Goddess Obsessed with Beauty]: Aaaah! I’ll get on all fours too! Please ride me too!!!
[Anonymous Muscle God]: (rushed to ER from excessive bleeding)
“‘Mischievous Pervert God’ donates 1,000,000 points!”
With the chat turning blood-red from overload, we finally arrived at my house.
“Haah… haah…”
After faithfully playing horse, Taeseok collapsed onto the marble floor, gasping.
He was a mess. His entire body steamed with sweat, his face red as a tomato, eyes completely unfocused.
Public humiliation, physical exhaustion, and most of all, the constant pressure and friction of my thighs had clearly melted his brain.
Drool dripped from his half-open mouth.
Looking down at him like that, I felt a slight twinge of guilt.
He was still my party member of 10 years.
I lifted his chin lightly with the tip of my shoe and casually said the legendary “magic words” I never would’ve imagined saying before.
“Hey. Kim Taeseok.”
“…Yesss… haah, noona…”
“Want to come in for some ramyeon?”
At that moment—
His exhausted body jolted upright like he’d been struck by lightning.
“…Huh?”
The drooling beast from before vanished. His bloodshot eyes lit up as he stood instantly.
“N-noona! Ramyeon! I love ramyeon! I can eat five packs! I measure water perfectly! Green onions, egg—bam! I even have a cooking license!”
I took a step back, horrified at his rambling.
“You crazy bastard, calm down! Wipe your nose first!”
But he had already lost all reason.
The 2-meter giant stared at the door lock like he was about to break it down.
Ah. What had I done?
Not only would he destroy our kitchen pots, but my parents were sleeping inside.
“The gods’ chat explodes!”
[Mischievous Pervert God]: THE LEGENDARY LINE!!! RAMYEON!!!
[Goddess Obsessed with Beauty]: Closed room! Ramyeon! Sweaty Jinho oppa! This is insane!!
[Tentacle God of the Abyss]: Noodles… tentacles…
[Anonymous Muscle God]: (doing 1000 squats holding a pot)
“‘Mischievous Pervert God’ donates 300,000 points!”
Amid the storm of notifications, I tremblingly entered the password and opened the door.
Creeeak.
“Hey… keep it quiet. If my dad wakes up, you’re dead.”
“Y-yes! Silence! I trust you, noona!”
As we stepped into the dark living room, I felt Taeseok’s large hand gripping my shirt trembling violently.
Haah… seriously.
Who knew cooking a bowl of ramyeon would be harder than raiding an abyss boss?