When She Smells My Scent, She Goes Into Heat
The notifications flashed across the screen one after another the moment I accepted the terms.
You have accepted the usage rights.
A document for user Han Jihoon has been created in Sexmuwiki. Additionally, there is currently one blank document available.
There are conditions for maintaining usage rights. Please review the clauses below.
The conditions were straightforward. First, never let anyone discover the existence of the Sexmuwiki app. Second, use the app only for the purpose of an enjoyable sex life. Third, if you possess a blank document, you must assign it to a new member of the opposite sex within one week. Violating any of these would result in losing all usage rights, and every entry I had written would be erased as if it had never existed.
The clauses were blunt, almost aggressively encouraging sex in a way that perfectly matched the app’s name. Did I really make the right choice…? I couldn’t shake the lingering doubt, but I still opened the newly created document for myself.
Sexmuwiki Document — Han Jihoon
— Birth: 2002 (21 years old internationally, 23 in Korean age)
— Nationality: Republic of Korea
— Occupation: College student (preparing to return to school after completing military service six months ago)
— Physical: 185 cm, 74 kg, blood type O, penis length when erect 22 cm
What the hell? It really does have my personal information. One particular line hit me harder than the rest. Penis length when erect: 22 cm? How could it possibly know that?
It was my secret pride, something only my closest friends knew. Seeing it written there sent a chill down my spine. Is this for real?
As if answering my question, the screen displayed a full list of details that no one but me should have known. My suspicion gradually faded. …It really is real.
Of course, it never hurt to be cautious. I didn’t completely drop my guard in case this was all some elaborate scam.
Current blank documents owned: 1
The app had told me to fill any blank documents. There was no “add” button, so it seemed I couldn’t increase the number myself. Since the whole reason I had decided to use this thing was Iseor, I typed her three characters into the blank document title.
A matching document for the same individual has been located on the internet. Importing document content.
The once-empty page instantly filled with every piece of information about Iseor that existed on the public wiki. But it wasn’t only the pre-existing data that appeared.
Sexmuwiki Document — Kang Iseor
▽ 6. Romantic and Sexual Experience
· None.
She was a virgin who had never dated anyone? A woman who could make any man’s head turn? The app had even known my exact dick size, so the information carried weight, yet the idea that she had zero romantic experience still felt too surprising to accept immediately.
As a first-time app execution reward, 1 Wiki Point has been granted. One point allows you to directly add or edit information once. (Current points: 1)
Wiki Points can be obtained probabilistically when documents update automatically or as rewards for specific actions.
It looked like these Wiki Points were the core of the app. One point per piece of information. Since the app had told me to use it for a pleasurable sex life, I considered what to write. But right now, reconciling with Iseor came first. I tried to add something that would improve our relationship, only to be blocked.
Level 1 documents can only be edited in the Sexual Kink section. (Current Kang Iseor document level: 1)
There’s a level system? I had no choice but to scroll down. Below the imported public-wiki information were entries that existed only in Sexmuwiki.
▽ 6. Romantic and Sexual Experience · None.
▽ 7. Erogenous Zones
▽ 8. Sexual Kinks
▽ 9. Preferred Positions
▽ 10. Preferred Play
▽ 11. Relationship with Han Jihoon
· Although they were close childhood friends, their relationship broke down after an incident when Kang Iseor was in her third year of middle school.
· They currently do not meet or contact each other. He occasionally delivers side dishes against his will at her mother’s request.
· She considers Han Jihoon “a prospective sex offender who pretends to be decent on the outside while hiding filthy desires on the inside.”
The last entry stung, so I pretended not to see it. Most of the sections were still blank. Curious, I tapped an empty field.
This is a blank entry. Hidden information or yet-to-be-revealed entries will become partially available when the document’s level increases.
A document’s level rises each time an appropriate amount of content is added. (Current Kang Iseor document level: 1)
So raising her level would reveal secrets she couldn’t tell anyone else? I was suddenly curious what those might be.
Separate from each document’s level, a User Authority Level exists. Raising your authority level grants rewards, additional blank documents, or unlocks new functions. (Current user authority level: 1)
Experience required to raise authority level can be gained by filling documents, increasing document levels, specific actions, and so on.
Okay. I get the general idea.
In short, adding content to a document required Wiki Points. Points were earned probabilistically when documents updated automatically. Filling enough content would level up both the document and me, revealing hidden information. Raising my own authority level would unlock rewards and new features. It really was like someone had grafted a game system onto a wiki.
Still, writing in the Sexual Kink section would apparently turn whatever I wrote into Kang Iseor’s actual kink.
“…”
My fingers moved busily while I hesitated.
▽ 8. Sexual Kinks
· Goes into heat when she smells Han Jihoon’s scent.
I hadn’t pressed save yet. Is this how I should write it? It seemed random, but I hadn’t picked the words without meaning. The reason she hated me was the misunderstanding that I had sniffed her panties. I had simply flipped the situation.
Good. Now the save button…
After a brief pause I added a few more words.
▽ 8. Sexual Kinks
· Goes into heat to the point her reason completely flies away when she smells Han Jihoon’s scent.
This level of exaggeration should make it obvious whether the wiki entry had manifested or not.
Saved. 1 Wiki Point has been consumed. (Current points: 0)
But how do I confirm it actually worked?
Iseor had said she wouldn’t come anymore, and it would be weird if I suddenly went to her. No good method came to mind no matter how I thought about it, so I kept staring at the still-unfamiliar app screen, lost in thought.
===
“Haah. Mom, I’m home.”
Kang Iseor’s irritated voice echoed through the living room. A reply came from the kitchen.
“You’re back? Did you deliver the side dishes properly?”
“Mom, stop making me do this. The houses are close, sure, but why do I have to bring him food?”
“Boys living alone don’t take care of themselves.”
“He’s not a kid anymore. He can feed himself!”
Her mother’s calm voice didn’t rise even when her daughter shouted from the kitchen. “Come on. I made extra while I was at it. What’s the harm?”
“Ugh, I don’t even want to see his face!”
“Why are you like this? You used to call him your little brother and follow him everywhere. Then one day you started exploding whenever Jihoon’s name came up. Did something really happen between you two?”
“…”
“If something did happen, tell Mom. Don’t just keep fuming by yourself.”
A mother with such a gentle personality would surely listen seriously. But Iseor simply turned her back with a huff.
“I don’t know. Their house stinks! Just stop sending me over there.”
“Sweetie, your nose is too sensitive. You say our house stinks too… Iseor! Kang Iseor!”
Bang!
She slammed the door to her room without listening to the end. Just as her mother suspected, their broken relationship wasn’t without reason.
A few years ago Iseor had walked in on a young Han Jihoon burying his face in her underwear while touching himself. Even remembering it now made her want to vomit.
…I thought he was just a cute little brother. I never imagined he was such a disgusting beast.
Even though fury and betrayal burned inside her, she had never told anyone what happened that day. Han Jihoon had continued to show genuine remorse. Still, the shock she had received at a young age was too great to forgive over simple apologies. So she chose neither revenge nor forgiveness; she simply wanted nothing more to do with him.
If even someone who looked as innocent as Jihoon could do that, no other man could possibly be any different.
She had resolved to avoid men from now on, just as she had until now. The moment she steeled herself, an unwelcome voice drifted through the door.
— Hey, Iseor. I’m sorry but could you go to Jihoon’s one more time? I forgot to give him one of the containers.
“I said no!”
— Mom’s asking nicely. I made too much and the two of us can’t finish it all. It’d be a waste to let it spoil.
Her mother’s tone was soft yet unrelenting. She knew her daughter might complain, but in the end she was a good girl who listened to her mother.
“Ugh, seriously! This is the last time!”
===
“Haah, fuck!”
Standing in front of the door to Han Jihoon’s studio apartment, Kang Iseor kicked the ground in irritation. If not for her mother’s errand she would never have come here, yet she had visited twice in one day. Her mood was at rock bottom.
I’ll just throw the food at him and leave.
Ding-dong. Ding-dong.
“Who is it?”
“Hey, this is—hup?!”
The front door opened. The arm holding out the container of side dishes froze mid-air. Something wafted out through the gap.
The moment she caught it, Kang Iseor’s eyes widened. W-what is this smell?!
She already knew exactly what it was. Her unusually sensitive nose had found it unpleasant during her previous visit as well—the scent of Han Jihoon that permeated every corner of the apartment.
Yet for some reason, the second time she smelled it her entire body lost strength as if caught by an invisible force.
“I-Iseor Noona? What are you doing here again?”
“Ugh…!”
The moment he opened the door fully and leaned out, the scent grew thicker. It was so intense she almost hallucinated a misty cloud of his scent floating before her eyes. The filthy masculine energy entered through her nose, muddling her mind, then spread through her bloodstream until her legs trembled dangerously as if paralyzed.
“Are you okay?”
“Haah… haah…”
“Noona? Iseor Noona!”
Jihoon’s panicked voice grew distant. The floor seemed to drop out from under her. Kang Iseor collapsed on the spot.
===
What the hell is going on?
The same Iseor Noona who had declared she would never come again had shown up at my door and then fainted. The container in her hand suggested she had brought extra side dishes, but her sudden collapse left me stunned.
“…”
I checked on her carefully. I couldn’t leave her outside, so I had laid her on the sofa. Her steady breathing suggested there was no major problem.
Is this really because of Sexmuwiki? Because I wrote that she goes into heat from my scent?
No matter how I had added “to the point her reason flies away,” I hadn’t expected her to actually faint. Asking her directly felt awkward, and I still wasn’t completely convinced the app was responsible.
Maybe she’s just feeling sick today. That could be why she seemed especially irritated earlier.
I couldn’t wake someone who had fainted just to ask that, so it was probably best to wait until she woke up.
The water’s all gone?
I had kept putting off ordering water and only remembered this morning that I had finally placed an order. Rocket delivery won’t arrive until tomorrow. Guess I’ll have to run to the convenience store.
She would probably want water when she woke up too, so I should hurry back before then. With that thought I quickly threw on a jacket and left.
===
“Whew. It’s warm for winter.”
I returned to the door of my studio with a convenience store bag in hand. Was Iseor Noona still asleep? I entered the passcode and stepped inside.
It used to feel empty when I came home. Having someone here feels strange.
Before I could finish the thought, my eyes caught the change in the living room. The spot on the sofa where Iseor Noona had been lying was now empty.
Where did she go?
My place was a two-room apartment with a living room, kitchen, and two bedrooms. I’d explain why a college student lived somewhere this big another time. For now I opened each door looking for her.
What? She’s not here?
She wasn’t in the bathroom either. That left only the balcony. Wondering if she would really be out there, I opened the balcony door and immediately saw her back.
“…”
“Iseor Noona? What are you doing out here?”
“Hik!”
She spun around in surprise. Kang Iseor was squatting in front of the laundry basket, my underwear clutched in her hand.
“H-Han… Jihoon?”
Her eyes were filled with panic—the exact same expression I had worn as a middle-schooler when she caught me holding her panties.