The Nurse

"...I'm just feeling a little stiff, that's all."

In response to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my words, Nurse Lim Yeon-hee clucked back at me like a fussing hen.

"The doctor told you not to overexert yourself for a week after coming out of the dungeon, remember?"

I gave a shrug.

"This much is nothing. For a hunter, it barely counts as a light workout."

"Honestly, are all hunters like this? Just the other day, I had to talk another patient out of pushing himself before his injury had even finished healing..."

This place, Garam Hunter Hospital, was a medical facility that served hunters exclusively.

Yeon-hee had spent most of her career at an ordinary hospital before transferring here three months ago, and she was only now starting to feel at home with the stubborn streak these hunter patients all seemed to share.

'Come to think of it, is that what being a hunter does? His body really is built differently.'

Outwardly, they carried on their conversation as though nothing were amiss, but inside, Yeon-hee was thoroughly flustered. It was the first time in her life she had ever laid eyes on a man's bare body in such flawless condition.

'Even now, if I peeled that gown off his shoulders, what's underneath...'

Gulp.

Her gaze lingered on Maeng Su-ho's body, and like an X-ray camera it bored straight through the hospital gown, summoning back the image of that furious physique she'd glimpsed earlier. His scandalously sexy frame had buried itself deep in her mind, and she couldn't shake it loose.

'Now I get why the girls said what they did.'

When she'd first told her friends and coworkers she was transferring to Garam Hospital, their reactions had all been identical.

"Going there to seduce hunters, are you?"

Garam Hospital was famous—infamous, rather—for the rumors that hunters and nurses hooked up there all the time. And in truth, it was only natural that hunters, blessed with both lucrative careers and striking looks, and the nurses who cared for them at the closest possible range would find themselves drawn to one another.

What's more, the hospital ran on a system of single-occupancy rooms—the perfect setting for a relationship to escalate from the public formality of patient and medical staff into something private and intimate.

The nurses who preferred to put it more bluntly simply called Garam Hospital the 'Animal Kingdom.'

But Yeon-hee hadn't applied to Garam Hospital for any of those reasons.

'Obviously not. The benefits package at a hunter hospital is just better than a regular one.'

She had always told herself she was different from the other mercenary nurses—women who cared more about the funeral feast than the memorial itself. And yet right now, without even realizing it, she was scanning the patient information section of his medical chart.

'Maeng Su-ho. Age 21. C-Class hunter.'

A C-Class hunter wasn't one of the very top ranks, but it was nothing to sneer at, either. If anything, C-Class already put him among the hunters doing quite well for themselves.

'Suhyang-unni was always quietly bragging about her boyfriend—and even he's only a D-Class hunter, and she says he pulls down hundreds of millions of won a year.'

As she leaned in close to take his blood pressure, the scent of not-quite-dried sweat flooded her nostrils. It was the thick, heavy smell of a male animal, saturated with pheromones.

She didn't notice it herself, but for one instant, her pussy clenched and quivered with lust.

Su-ho, meanwhile, had thoughts of his own turning over in his head.

In the middle of trading a few words with the nurse, the status window had blipped this mission up at him without warning.

'What? A special mission? Sex?'

Unlike the earlier daily missions, this one wasn't asking him to exercise on his own—it was ordering him to sleep with that nurse.

He was still mulling over the shameless demand when the large figure written in the reward field caught his eye.

'70 EXP?'

Finishing the daily mission earlier had netted him a measly 5 EXP at best, and now the system was dangling more than ten times that amount in front of him.

Gulp.

One look at that fat reward, and his greed woke right up.

'Honestly, it's not even about the reward. I'd want to sleep with a pretty woman like that anyway. But...'

Su-ho knitted his brow, at a loss.

'Do it right here, in the hospital room? Is that even possible?'

Then, all at once, one of the pages he'd flipped through earlier in the status window came back to him.

'Ah, right! The storage!'

Offering half-hearted replies to whatever Yeon-hee was saying as she came back over, Su-ho accessed the storage inside his status window.

'Items exist for ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠moments exactly like this one.'

Su-ho stole a glance at the nurse's face in front of him.

She was quite a beauty. For all he knew, even within Garam Hospital—renowned for being staffed wall to wall with young, gorgeous nurses—she'd be famous for her exceptionally striking looks.

She wasn't tall, but her long limbs and small face gave her lovely proportions, and the perky little apple hips that swelled up even ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠beneath her loose-fitting uniform were, frankly, irresistible.

Gulp.

'I want to smack that ass once, hard enough to make it clap.'

Yeon-hee, working through the examination, spoke to me in her usual matter-of-fact tone.

"That's the exam nearly finished. You did well. One last thing—I need to draw blood, so roll up your sleeve for me."

I rolled it up, and the thick cords of vein running down my forearm came into view.

"Your veins are nice and fat—makes my job easy. Ho ho."

She smiled a little and slapped my arm a few times to raise the vein, then fixed a look of concentration on the sharp point of the needle.

"Little pinch!"

The needle sank deep into my forearm. I watched the red blood rise up into the barrel of the syringe.

Right up to the last second, I was still deliberating.

'What do I do? ...Ah, screw it!'

I dragged Charm Powder out of the status window and dropped it over Yeon-hee.

With a rushing whoosh, a swirl of violet powder bloomed into the air. Of course, this was a sight and a sound that only I could perceive.

I studied her closely. On the surface, nothing seemed to have changed much.

Her cheeks were flushed red—but then, they had been like that for a while now.

'Hmm. Is this so-called Charm Powder even working properly?'

But then I began to notice her squirming, wriggling ever so slightly as though something about her body had suddenly become unbearable.

'...Maybe it is working.'

I quietly laid my hand on top of hers. Then, with my long, broad fingers, I began stroking her hand, gently.

"!!!"

Startled by the unexpected touch, she looked up at me with wide, startled rabbit eyes.

"...I'm scared of needles."

I blurted out the first excuse that came to mind. Thankfully, she didn't seem offended or put off in the least.

When the blood draw was done, she swabbed my forearm with alcohol and said, in a briskly professional tone, as though forcing down some emotion that kept welling up inside her:

"Hold down firmly on this."

While she applied the bandage to my punctured arm, her gaze never once lifted off the floor.

I called to her.

"Nurse."

She raised her head. What I saw were hazy, half-lidded eyes. Her pupils were thrashing wildly, like a ship caught in a raging squall.

My face drifted slowly in toward Yeon-hee's. We drew so close that the tips of our noses nearly touched.

Gulp. The sound of someone swallowing rang out like a clap of thunder.

She ducked her chin shyly and pulled her face back a little. And yet I could feel the hand clasping mine tighten its grip.

When I didn't stop—if anything, I leaned in further—Yeon-hee, as though deciding to accept what was coming, closed her eyes. I brought my lips softly down onto hers.

Mwah.

No tongue. I had never once kissed a woman in my life. So we stayed frozen there, lips barely touching, like a pair of kindergartners stealing a peck. I could feel the hot breath spilling from her nostrils tickling my face.

After a moment that was brief, yet somehow felt wonderfully long, she pulled her lips away from mine.

Then she shoved herself up from her chair and stood. Her face, by now flushed beet-red, looked almost angry.

Thump, thump. On her feet, she walked toward the door of the hospital room.

In the few seconds it took her to cross that short distance, a thousand scenarios raced through my head.

'Did she hate the kiss? No way—is she about to run out there and scream that a patient groped her?'

But she did the exact opposite of everything I feared.

Click. She locked the door of the hospital room.

When she turned back around, the look on her face was so bewildered that it was clear she was every bit as startled as I was by what she had just done.

She said, cheeks burning:

"I've never done anything like this with a patient before..."

And she meant it. In all her time here, she had never once engaged in inappropriate contact with a patient inside the hospital, nor arranged a single private meeting outside of it.

And yet today, for some reason, she found the swelling heat inside her nearly impossible to suppress.

Especially from the moment she'd administered that injection.

Ba-dump, ba-dump. Yeon-hee's heart was hammering wildly in her chest.

'It feels like my chest is going to burst.'

Right now, standing before a man five years her junior, she was feeling fluttering giddiness and raw, aching arousal all at once. That was why she had acted with a boldness so unlike her usual self—during working hours, no less.

Drip. Drip. Her arousal seeped from her pussy and trickled like honey down between her thighs.

Yeon-hee looked at Su-ho. Gulp. A male so devastatingly attractive he short-circuited her reason lay there on the bed, as if deliberately tempting her.

'Ah... he's adorable.'

That boyishly beautiful face of his filled her eyes to the brim. 'And so sexy.'

His face was cute, yes—but at the same time, she could see the fierce light glinting in Maeng Su-ho's eyes, flashing like a wild beast's.

'Oh my—!'

For the space of an instant, she felt as though she had peered straight down into the abyss behind those eyes, and she flinched back, trembling.

Step. As though pulled by some irresistible force, Lim Yeon-hee slowly ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠climbed up onto Su-ho's bed.