Women Care More About Sexual Compatibility Than Looks

"You mentioned last time that you wanted me to teach you some exercises, right?"

"Yes."

"I'll teach you. Would it be okay if I came down later this evening?"

"Huh? Really?"

The woman's eyes, standing just outside the door, seemed to double in size.

When those green irises rounded like that, they really did look like actual gemstones.

That aside, her reaction was surprisingly genuine for someone who had been trying to seduce me.

She didn't look happy so much as genuinely shocked.

Well, it made sense. The person who had already turned her down once was suddenly doing a complete one-eighty. Anyone would be surprised.

"Is that not okay?"

"What? Ah, no! It's fine! So, around what time this evening…"

"Could you give me your number? I'll contact you."

"M-my number?! Yes!"

After exchanging contacts, I parted ways with the woman from downstairs and returned to my room.

Since I had already decided to make her my next Sexmuwiki target, there was no point hesitating. It would just be a waste of time.

I immediately launched the app.

Her name was Park Yuna, right?

Without hesitation, I typed her three-syllable name into the blank document.

Kang Iseor was an internet broadcaster, so it made sense she already had one. But for some reason this woman had two.

A short while later the document finished compiling, and all the information about her scrolled out before me.

So it really was Nayung.

I'd suspected it from the moment I delivered her package because her voice sounded familiar, and sure enough, I was right.

That meant the appearance her viewers believed in was real after all.

Whether she was as pure as they believed her to be, though… that was another question.

She used to be an actress?

Only after reading the linked actress document did I finally realize the truth I hadn't known.

Oh, it's that girl.

When I was in high school, there had been a middle school-aged actress who was famous nationwide.

Even someone like me, who didn't care about celebrities, knew her name and face. She had appeared in all kinds of media…

They're really the same person?

From what I remembered, child actress Park Yuna had a very strong model-student image.

Her hair and clothes were always neat, and the way she behaved in interviews and variety shows was calm and perfectly well-mannered.

She was so different from the blonde-haired, money-chasing version standing in front of me now that even though they shared the same name, I hadn't connected the two at all.

Didn't she win a ton of awards and become really successful? Why is she doing this now?

According to the document, she had suddenly announced her retirement in the third year of middle school.

There weren't any more detailed entries, so I couldn't learn the exact circumstances.

So that's why there were two separate AnyWiki documents—one for actress Park Yuna and one for streamer Nayung.

It was interesting, but it didn't really matter to me.

Whether she was a streamer or a former child actress who had once been a big deal, right now she was nothing more than a gold-digging viper who had approached me with ulterior motives.

As I continued reading, I saw that, just like with Iseor, most of the sexual ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠categories were empty despite there being many of them.

The notable thing was that this woman also had zero romantic or sexual experience.

I wasn't sure if it was because the men around her didn't meet her standards, but it was quite unexpected.

Anyway.

No matter what, the most important part was still her relationship with me.

Just as I had expected, she believed I was one of the richest men in the country and had clearly approached me with selfish intentions.

But it pissed me off.

She came after me for my money and still had the nerve to criticize my looks?

And of course I'd fall short compared to a drama male lead. Wasn't that obvious?

It looked like my guess had been right—she was single because her standards were too high.

It doesn't say how she thought to search my house. Maybe it'll be added later.

I had checked the entire document, but it still wasn't enough to fully understand her situation.

However, one thing was crystal clear: she had approached me with impure motives.

There was no reason to change my plan to correct her bad habits.

As for how I'll explain this to Iseor… I can't think of anything right now, so I'll figure it out later.

"Then first of all…"

I tried to add new information, but the sudden notification blocked me.

Come to think of it, the same thing had happened with Iseor.

Oh, as expected from a god-tier app, it even provides convenience patches based on level.

I had received plenty of points as a reward for reaching level 5, so I used them right away.

Good. Now then…

I added it to the trivia section since I wasn't sure where else to put it.

With this, no matter what I did to her, she wouldn't be able to report me to the police.

I'd have to wait and see how things developed before deciding how to use the remaining points.

I'll contact her later. For now, let's organize my luggage.

I closed Sexmuwiki and started sorting through my suitcase.

What do I do? What do I do? What do I do?!

Park Yuna, who had returned to her room, was stomping her feet in agitation.

Her last-ditch effort, which she had half given up on, had actually worked. Her heart felt like it was about to explode.

Did I really just exchange numbers with him and even make plans to work out together?

The man who had been acting like a stone Buddha until recently had suddenly made the first move. She was completely bewildered.

However, Park Yuna was the type of woman with strong self-love who, whenever something positive happened, assumed most of the credit belonged to herself.

It must have been my perfect looks that did it! Yeah, there's no way a guy wouldn't fall for it when a woman like me flirts with him!

The dejected look she had worn earlier, wondering if she could really seduce him, was nowhere to be seen.

It's done! That man will get a pretty and perfect wife, and Mom and I can go back to how things used to be!

But her joy was short-lived.

She immediately shook her head, pulling herself together.

This is no time to be standing around!

She had no idea when he would contact her, so she needed to move quickly and prepare thoroughly.

First, clean the room! I should run the vacuum one more time. Should I put ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠something on my face? …Wait a second. I ate tteokbokki yesterday and went to sleep. Doesn't my stomach look bloated?!

Park Yuna hurriedly rushed to the full-length mirror and lifted her shirt to check her belly.

The situation wasn't as bad as she had feared, and she let out a sigh of relief.

"Whew…"

No, this isn't the time for that!

Her house was noisier than when she was doing a live stream as she rushed around in a panic.

After organizing my luggage and taking a short rest, it was soon almost seven in the evening.

I had told the woman downstairs that I would come by around then, so I lazily got up from the bed, got ready, and left the house.

I wonder how she'll come at me.

She was the kind of woman who had even lied to search someone else's house.

She was probably determined not to let her caught prey escape.

With those thoughts in mind, I arrived in front of room 101.

Ding-dong. Ding-dong.

"Yeees!"

A cheerful reply and the sound of footsteps followed, then the closed door opened.

Park Yuna, who appeared from inside, was wearing a sports bra and leggings that clung tightly to her body.

"C-come in!"

"Ah… uh, yes."

I found myself momentarily speechless.

Her fully exposed shoulders and collarbones.

The enormous volume of her breasts that couldn't be hidden even by the pink sports bra.

Her smooth stomach, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠left completely uncovered, and the leggings that did nothing to conceal the lines of her lower body.

It was such a destructive outfit that for a moment I forgot everything else and could only focus on the sight before me.

"Um… please come inside."

I knew she would be prepared, but I hadn't expected her to go this hard.

Or rather, the outfit itself wasn't that shocking, but her body made it feel that way?

"Hello…?"

"Huh? Ah, yes. Excuse me."

I tried to act as if nothing was wrong and followed her inside.

It's simpler than I expected.

Unlike the owner, who had dyed her hair blonde and dressed flashily, the interior of the house was extremely ordinary.

For a former successful celebrity who loved money, there weren't any particularly luxurious items in sight.

Did she deliberately clean up so it wouldn't look like she was obsessed with money? But even the furniture seems cheap.

As if not wanting to give me time to think, the woman standing in the living room spoke up.

"U-um! Th-thank you for helping me with exercise!"

"We haven't even started yet, have we?"

"Ah! Right! That's true! I meant thank you for agreeing to help…"

She had been so good at pestering me earlier, but now that I was actually here she was frozen stiff.

The app said she had no experience with men. Was she nervous because this was her first time wearing clothes like this in front of a guy?

Or maybe it was all image-making.

If that was the case, then this woman wasn't just flashy on the outside—she was a poisonous mushroom as cunning as a snake.

"Your name is Park Yuna, right? Then I'll call you Yuna."

"Yes! Then… can I call you Jihoon too?"

Even with that small nod, her heavy breasts swayed noticeably.

While their owner was trying to hide her true intentions, that mass of fat was openly advertising her impure motives.

"Go ahead."

"Um… I've been doing squats lately. But I'm not sure if my form is correct. Could you take a look?"

It was obvious she was asking for form correction as an excuse to induce subtle skinship.

It was such a standard, ordinary method that it almost felt anticlimactic.

But I hadn't come here to play along with her games.

I had come to make her reflect on her actions and turn her into a good sex partner who wouldn't harbor any more wicked thoughts.

And since I had no intention of testing the waters in the process, I got straight to the point.

"…Yuna. You're trying to seduce me with all this, aren't you?"

"What? W-what are you talking about…?"

"Lying won't help. The only reason you've been talking to me every time we meet, coming to my house, and willingly letting me into yours is because of that, right?"

"Ah…"

Her green eyes were filled with clear panic.

But she quickly assessed the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠situation and, while watching my expression, said,

"Y-yes… From the first time I saw you, Jihoon, you were my type…"

What nonsense.

I knew perfectly well from Sexmuwiki that my appearance fell short of her ideal type.

Still, I kept a straight face and spoke seriously.

"So you're saying you want to date me?"

"Huh? Yes…. Honestly, isn't someone like me good enough? It's rare to find a girl as pretty and well-built as me. Most guys would be grateful and start dating me…"

"You want me to thank you?"

"N-no! That's not what I meant…"

It might have sounded arrogant, but with her looks, she had every right to that level of confidence.

However, I wasn't an ordinary man. I was a man who knew exactly what she was thinking.

"I'm joking. I do think your appearance is attractive, Yuna."

"Really? Then should we date?!"

Her voice brightened as if she had just won the lottery.

Unfortunately, my compliments ended there.

"No. When I date a woman, there's something else I look at besides appearance. That's what I came to your house to check."

"Wh-what is it?"

"Sexual compatibility."

"Sexual… compatibility?"

"Yes. I don't care about looks or personality at all. Instead, if a woman can sexually satisfy me, I'll accept her without question."

"Ah…"

Her face was frozen in bewilderment, unable to continue.

On the other hand, I continued speaking in a tone that made it clear I wasn't joking this time.

"So, can I test whether you're a woman who can satisfy me, Yuna? If I think our sexual compatibility is good, I'll date you."

"S-sexual compatibility means… doing naughty things, right…? That's a bit sudden…"

"I know it's a strange request. But for me, it's the most important factor."

If I had said this to anyone else, I would have been reported immediately and dragged away as a sexual harasser.

However, thanks to the information I had written in her document, I didn't have to worry about her reporting me.

"Isn't it unnecessary to check sexual compatibility separately? With a body like this, any man would be satisfied… right?"

She was trying to gloss over the situation somehow, but I wasn't going to let her off that easily.

"Your body is certainly excellent, Yuna. However, technique is just as important as body, and above all, if your body doesn't match with mine, it means nothing."

"…"

"If you don't want to, I'll leave now. Just think you misjudged me and forget about it."

"W-wait! I'll do it! The sexual compatibility test…"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes! If it means I can date you, Jihoon, I'll do anything! I'll definitely satisfy you!"

Her eyes were now overflowing with eagerness, like a new employee on her first day, as if she had never been frozen with nerves.

Just as the app had said, she seemed desperate to be in a relationship with me.

"When you say it like that, it actually makes me less convinced. Can you really satisfy me?"

"O-of course! I'm actually really good at it!"

She's lying when I know perfectly well she has no experience with men.

Still, this was a good flow for me.

It meant I could put the plan I had been holding into action.

The plan was simple.

If this woman wanted to marry me and obtain my wealth, she would have no choice but to constantly cater to my whims.

In that situation, I would keep making increasingly lewd demands. Then, when she grew tired of playing the viper, I would tell her the truth.

That I wasn't as rich as she thought, and that most of the bankbooks she had seen in the box were fake.

Wouldn't that ensure she would never even think about pulling something like this again?

All the effort she had put in, even sacrificing her precious body, would have been for nothing.

Of course, even though I said I would make lewd demands until she was exhausted, I had no intention of crossing any real lines.

In the end, I needed to make her my sex partner. And if she showed genuine willingness to reflect, no further measures would be necessary.

"Alright. Then let's see how good your technique is, Yuna."

"Wh-what should I do?!"

She asked me, half nervous and half enthusiastic.

Looking at her, I answered without the slightest hesitation.

"For starters, could you suck my cock with your mouth?"