Chapter 6
Chapter 6
What Happens Under the Table, and the Midline Kiss
“Slurp—! Whew, that’s spicy.”
The loud, carefree sound of my dad slurping noodles came from right above the table.
And under the table. The cramped, dark space beneath the four-person dining table was nothing short of hell—pure chaos.
My back, clad in nothing but a naked apron, pressed against the floor, while the 2-meter giant Taeseok hovered over me, practically draped across my body. The distance between his broad chest and my face was less than a hand span.
Even in the pitch darkness, our rough breathing was vividly tangible against each other’s skin. Every time he exhaled, the heat brushed against the bridge of my nose and my lips.
“Huff… haa…”
His breathing was getting rougher, more animalistic by the second. Panicking, I shot my hands up and clamped them tightly over his mouth.
‘Shut up, you crazy bastard!’
I couldn’t make a sound, so I glared at him, cursing him out with my eyes. But my frail grip wasn’t enough to suppress his boiling breaths. If anything, the sensation of his hot tongue brushing against my palm sent chills down my entire body.
Then it happened.
“…?”
Against the soft inner skin of my bare thigh—barely covered by the thin edge of the apron—something incredibly hard and hot began to press and swell against me.
What the hell…? No, I didn’t even need to think about it.
A young, hot-blooded guy who just witnessed real-time “enhancement” (that damn pill)… now trapped under a table with a half-naked, voluptuous girl? On top of that, his mouth was sealed shut?
‘You fucking horny animal!’
Humiliation and rage shot straight to my head. Gritting my teeth, I drove my thigh down hard against that swelling “problem.”
“Ghk…?!”
A muffled, beast-like groan escaped him.
‘It’s uncomfortable, you idiot. Put that thing away before I snap it in half and turn you into a eunuch for life.’
As I pressed down harder with a murderous glare, Taeseok trembled violently, his expression twisted between pain and pleasure. Tears welled in his eyes—yet somehow, his lower half only stiffened even more. This hopeless pervert…
“Wow, how many chili peppers did you put in this? My son must’ve been really stressed. Slurp slurp.”
Up above, my dad casually finished off the insanely spicy ramen like it was nothing. The peaceful normalcy above and the sticky chaos below couldn’t have been more different.
[The chat explodes with laughter]
[Mischievous Pervert God]: LMAO the temperature difference between above and below the table is insane!! Dad’s so chill!! Now I know where Jin-ho got that mentality!
[Goddess Obsessed with Beauty]: Kyaa!! The thigh press is insane!! Step on him harder!!
[Abyss-Watching Tentacle God]: I want to be crushed too… let me die under those thighs…
[Mischievous Pervert God donates 50,000 points]
The chat was going insane, but I was reaching my limit.
“Ugh… nn…”
My arms—my arms were going numb.
No matter how strong my mind was, this body was a pathetic glass cannon: Strength 2, Stamina 1. Just holding up a 2-meter giant’s face was already a miracle.
‘Shit… I can’t… my arms are giving out…’
My trembling arms finally gave in.
Thud—
“……!!!”
Silence.
No—worse than silence.
My chest, which had grown absurdly large thanks to that damn pill, crashed directly into Taeseok’s rock-solid pectorals. The soft, heavy mass pressed through nothing but a thin apron.
Perfect contact.
A “midline kiss.”
The moment of impact—
I should’ve been disgusted. I should’ve cursed him for being a muscle pig.
But instead—
“Ah…!”
What left my lips wasn’t a curse, but a soft, trembling moan.
This is insane.
The moment my soft chest was crushed against his hot, rough body, a jolt shot up my spine and exploded in my brain.
And that wasn’t all.
The smell I would’ve normally cursed as sweaty and gross now felt like a suffocating, intoxicating male pheromone.
Worst of all—my body’s reaction.
As his thick thigh pressed between mine, my slim waist arched on its own, pressing closer against him as if it had been waiting for this.
‘Kang Jinho! Have you lost your mind?! That’s Taeseok! The same guy you went to the sauna with!!’
My mind screamed at me to blast his head off—
But my body, flushed pink, melted helplessly into his overwhelming heat.
A strange, burning heat pooled deep in my lower abdomen. My thighs trembled uncontrollably.
A horrifying urge rose up—to rub myself against him.
This was biological defeat.
The pride of a former rank 1 meant nothing in front of raw instinct.
[Chat goes berserk]
[Mischievous Pervert God]: LOOK AT THAT!! Mind says no, body says yes!!
[Goddess Obsessed with Beauty]: Kyaa! Just admit you’re a girl already!!
[Abyss-Watching Tentacle God]: Surrender to instinct…
[Muscle God donates 100,000 points]
Tears welled up from sheer humiliation.
And then—
“Ghk…!”
Taeseok’s body jerked violently. Foam began bubbling from his mouth, his eyes rolling back.
‘…He fainted.’
All that… just from a little contact?
Then I remembered.
[“Hyung… I’ve never even held a girl’s hand…”]
“…You were serious? You damn virgin…”
A 2-meter tank fainting because of this.
I almost laughed—
Until—
“…?”
Something warm and wet spread between my thighs.
…
…
My mind snapped.
‘You… you pissed yourself?!’
My killing intent surged.
I started gathering mana—
Then stopped.
If I used a skill here, I’d blow up the house… along with my dad upstairs.
“…Tch.”
I swallowed the rage.
“Burp— that was good.”
Finally, my dad stood up and left.
The moment his door closed—
I grabbed Taeseok by the collar and dragged him out like trash.
“Damn… you’re heavy…”
Outside, at 3 AM.
Drenched in sweat—and something else—I shoved him toward a taxi.
“Get in. Now.”
Just as I tried to push him in—
CLANG.
His hand shot out and grabbed the car door.
“…I’m not going.”
“What?! Get in, you psycho!”
He didn’t move.
His bloodshot eyes locked onto mine.
“I’m not going. I can’t leave you. Take responsibility.”
…
“...Fuck.”
I should just kill him.