Cafe Wild Play (1)

"What the fuck..."

I opened my eyes and lifted the blanket. I always sleep naked. I've done it for so long now that wearing anything to bed feels uncomfortable.

"How much did I even cum...?"

The inside of the blanket was soaked in semen. As much as I'd unleashed in the dream. As much as I'd poured deep into Min Deulle's body, the blanket's lining was filthy.

"Gotta wash this first. Can't sleep like this."

I wiped my dick clean with the blanket and got out of bed. My body shuddered from the lingering afterglow of ejaculation. It was the best orgasm of my life. The sensation of her pussy enveloping me from the tip of my glans to the base of my shaft still lingered on my cock. The soft, squishy feel of her breasts still clung to my right hand.

"My friend's little sister... the little sister of the girl I'm crushing on... what the hell did I do...?"

Was it post-nut clarity? An overwhelming self-loathing filled my chest, too deep for words.

"How am I supposed to face Ari and Deulle...?"

I let out a deep sigh and picked up my phone. Then I tapped the Dream Manipulation App right away.

"If this app really caused all this, something must've changed."

"So it was this app..."

"Dream Coin? Shop?"

The guide text vanished, and the app's main screen appeared.

Sure enough, one more option had been added. Before, there had only been [Registered Targets]. Now, [Shop] appeared below it.

"Better check from the top down...?"

I tapped [Registered Targets] first. Maybe Min Ari had been added.

Unfortunately, only one name was listed. Min Deulle, Min Ari's little sister. The difference was that the line about "the room you can't leave without creampie sex" was gone, replaced by a new message.

"Wait for a new dream... or use the shop? Can I buy dreams in the shop?"

I hit back and tapped [Shop].

"No way... what the hell, why is everything so expensive?"

300,000 won to add one dream. A stage outfit from some idol named Honey Bubble I'd never heard of was 200,000 won.

"And one coin for five million? Can't sell, only buy... this is just a cash grab, isn't it? Made to suck my money dry...?"

Of course, rationally, it might not be a total loss. When I manipulated Min Deulle's dream yesterday, there was a hint about changing the past. If this app could really alter the past, it might even be a bargain.

"One Dream Coin per manipulated dream... so either grind for coins over time or pay cash to buy time... one or the other."

My eyes locked on the name "Su Yeonhwa." I knew that name well. The woman who supplies bakery goods to our cafe every morning. The mother who gave birth to the girl I'm crushing on, and the mother of Min Deulle, whom I'd just deliciously fucked in her dream. Her name was Su Yeonhwa.

"Sh-should I... pay up...?"

I hovered my finger over the "Recharge" button in the corner and thought fast. Not for coins—five million for one was way over the line. Sure, if Min Ari popped up for three coins, I'd take out a loan to buy her in a heartbeat... but I couldn't burn ten million just to fuck her mom in a dream.

"The 300,000-won dream add-on seems doable, though?"

Add a dream, manipulate it. Then tomorrow night, she dreams it, and I get another coin. Invest 300,000 to gain a five-million-coin. Net profit: 4.7 million.

"Is this how it drains my wallet...?"

The last shreds of reason and conscience rang alarm bells. This is just a sales tactic to make you spend. Wait for Deulle's next dream. You didn't know when you used it before, but you gonna keep using it?

"Shop resets at midnight daily, items random. So someday... maybe Min Ari shows up in Registered Targets?"

If that day comes, I'll do whatever it takes to register her. No guarantee she'll be three coins. Worst case, dozens or hundreds.

"To avoid regret... to save money... I gotta hoard coins whenever I can."

I steeled my resolve. Yeah. Me, jerking off while talking to Ari on the phone... shoving my dick into Deulle without hesitation... pretending to have some flimsy sense of justice or guilt is ridiculous.

"Still, dropping 300k right now feels heavy... maybe watch for one day..."

I set the phone by the bed and carefully rolled up the blanket.

I dragged my tired body to the Dream Catcher Cafe, opened up, and prepped for customers. After stocking the bakery case and serving a few morning takeout orders, Min Ari and Min Deulle finally pushed through the door.

"Mong! I'm here. Good morning!"

"Y-yeah, come on in."

"......"

I greeted them lightly and glanced at Deulle. She hid behind Ari, desperately avoiding eye contact.

"Hey, what's with you?"

"Wh-what'd I do?"

"Why're you clinging like that? It's hot as hell. And why's your face so red?"

"N-no it's not? Not red at all?"

Our eyes met for a split second in the air. Deulle flinched, trembled, then bolted to a corner seat, leaving Ari behind.

She definitely had the exact same dream as me.

Unfortunately, I couldn't ask outright. Hey Deulle, did you dream I fucked you yesterday? We were trapped in that room till creampie sex. Remember choking and cumming? I'd just look ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠like a total pervert psycho.

So I had to gauge from her reactions ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠if we'd shared the dream.

If I wanna ask, gotta do it sideways...

"Coffee's up."

I brought an iced Americano, a cream cookie frappe, and a honey bread to Ari and Deulle. Ari sat with her back to the wall, laptop open as usual. Deulle had a book out in front, watching some virtual streamer's room.

"Eek... O-oppa, why sit next to me?"

I naturally set down the drinks and pastry, taking the seat beside Deulle. She flushed and scooted away.

Truth be told, I was pretty tense facing her too. But seeing her overreact even more melted my nerves away.

"Where else should I sit?"

"N-next to unni's fine. Sl-slow down! Why get so close? Back off!"

She reached to push me away, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠but jolted the second her hand touched my shoulder and yanked it back.

"How can I check your studies from over there? Gotta sit close to see if you're doing it right."

"I'm watching lectures. Y-you're just distracting me..."

Facing her up close revived that dream sensation weirdly vividly.

"Deulle, you okay? You're acting weird."

Ari peered over her laptop, tilting her head at us.

"You were fine yesterday... why so shy all of a sudden?"

"N-no? Not shy?"

"Don't tell me it's 'cause of Ju-mong... H-hey? You crushing on Ju-mong?"

"N-no!"

Deulle jumped, eyes darting between me and her sister. Ari, amused, kept going.

"Makes sense. At his age, running his own shop fine, decent face, takes care of himself with a killer body. Our Ju-mong's a catch."

"B-body...? D-dick...?"

Deulle mumbled in confusion, head down. Her gaze blatantly dropped to my crotch. No need to ask anymore—she'd had the exact same dream.

"Deulle, that's sexual harassment."

"Wh-what? Huh!?"

Ari tsked at her flustered sister.

"Tsk tsk... muttering just that part out loud? Who's the perv here? Your head's filthier than porn on my laptop."

"N-no! No! This is lewd! D-dust! Dust on the floor! I saw dust!"

"Sure, let's go with that."

I nodded quietly and stood. She wasn't even watching lectures, so no need to tutor. Any more teasing and she'd burst tomato-red.

"Alright, dropping 300k it is."

Back home, staring at my phone, I decided. Got another pic of Ari from Deulle today. This one: her stripping in the bathroom pre-shower, waist just peeking out.

"Great pic, but not stimulating enough."

Fucking a real girl in a hyper-real dream versus one-handed wank? No comparison.

"Already did it once... what's one or two more? It's just a dream. In reality, Deulle's still a virgin."

Couldn't hold back. Mashed the recharge button. Ramen for ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠two weeks, but I needed to vent this raging lust properly.