E-class Hunter Jeon Somin — Training? (1)
A full week had passed since then.
In that time, Taejin had gotten a real taste of what raising his stats could do.
First, stamina.
Boosting that one had definitely been the right call. For starters, he was waking up in the morning feeling good — not just refreshed, but actually free of that usual drag of leftover fatigue. And when he worked out, his improved endurance let him push noticeably longer than before. In short, both his recovery speed and his raw stamina itself had gone up. It wasn't even limited to pure endurance, either; it seemed to raise his resistance to heat and cold as well. Even after spending a fair amount of time outdoors, the chill and the heat didn't bite quite as hard as they used to. Of course, it was only a mild improvement so far — nothing other people would notice. But if I keep raising it, that'll be a different story. Bottom line: stamina was something he absolutely needed to keep investing in.
And then there was virility…
Yeah, I can definitely feel the difference there.
Normally, if he took it easy and just jerked off, two rounds had been his limit — but now he could just barely manage a third. On top of that, the time it took him to finish had stretched out in a meaningfully useful way. Proof enough that pumping virility was worth it too.
Turning those discoveries over in his mind, Taejin leaned back into the chair provided in the security office. Yeah. Raising these two was the right move. The quiet satisfaction of knowing his choices hadn't been wrong settled in as he opened the Security Guard App and dumped the rest of his points straight into the stamina and virility he'd already marked for investment.
◈ Base Stat Increase Cost: 200P
◈ Stamina / Virility Increase Cost: 300P
* Required points increase by 100 for every 10 points in a given stat.
He poured every last bit of his remaining 1,200P into the stats — three into stamina, two into virility. And when he was done, what he had left was:
Security Points: 150P
Hmm. Awkward leftover amount.
Not enough to meaningfully raise another stat or rank, and not quite enough to buy an item either — so Taejin decided to just sit on it until he actually needed it, and closed the app. At the same time, he checked in with his body. Yeah. Definitely feels better than a minute ago. It didn't hit as immediately as strength or agility, but stamina was the kind of thing that showed its real value the longer you lived with it. He'd have to put it to work on the job to really know.
With that thought, Taejin settled in to wait for a shift that would actually use his stamina.
Three hours later.
As if the universe were mocking him, absolutely nothing happened. It was almost eerie. On a normal day, at least one resident would have shown up to throw a tantrum about something. And yet — silence.
I feel good about this… and also not good about this…
With no chance to test his boosted stamina, Taejin was a little disappointed — but he decided to just enjoy the moment. An uneventful security office? Wasn't that pure happiness? Honestly, the only reason he even felt a flicker of wanting to work was because his stamina had gone up. Deep down, work was still something he preferred to avoid.
He was just about to settle into that perfectly contented state of mind when—
—Ding.
A text notification chimed from his phone. Taejin, who'd been slowly sinking into the chair, sat back up and checked the message. And the moment he read it, he shot to his feet.
Because the text on his phone wasn't some ad or random spam. It was from Ms. Somin — the woman who'd requested his services a few weeks ago.
And it wasn't just a casual check-in, either.
She was requesting the sexual relief service.
Taejin almost fired back a "hell yes" on the spot, but settled for telling her to wait a bit. Then he turned to the other guard on duty.
"Hey, hyung — I'm heading out for a 'service' call."
"Huh? Things had been quiet lately. Another one today?"
The other security guard — not Gicheol — looked at him with pure pity. Taejin gave him a bitter little smile.
"Guess she must've taken a liking to me."
What he really wanted to say was that it was fantastic and the guy didn't need to look at him like that — but voicing that particular thought would have gotten him labeled a complete freak. So he just laughed awkwardly and bolted out the door.
"Aigoo, poor bastard. How hard do they have to grind him down for him to run off that eagerly…"
The other guard clicked his tongue, watching Taejin go with genuine sympathy. He did feel bad for the guy — but not so bad that he wanted to take Taejin's place. So a pitying tongue-click was about as far as the solidarity went.
Meanwhile, at that very moment—
I… I couldn't hold it in again… and I called him… haaah♥!
The one who'd summoned Taejin — Jeon Somin herself — was currently masturbating. Again. And the reason was simple.
Ever since I got relief last time, I've been using my ability way too much… nngh♥♥!
After receiving Taejin's sexual relief service last time, the years of pent-up lust that had been slowly accumulating inside her had eased enough that using her ability no longer sent her straight into heat. That meant she could take jobs and travel during her skill's cooldown instead of wasting the time on self-relief — and she'd been making more money because of it.
The problem was that she'd been running her ability into the ground for the past few days.
Haaah…♥♥! It's so much worse than before…♥!
Her arousal symptoms had gotten far more intense than last time — so bad that no amount of masturbating could take the edge off.
I-I tried so hard to avoid it…♥ Nngh♥♥! I really did…♥
Honestly, as good as the sexual relief service had been, it was still sex with another person. Of course she felt resistance. It wasn't that she disliked Taejin — it was more a general aversion to the act itself. So she'd tried her hardest to work without calling for the service… but this time, her greed had gotten the better of her.
She hadn't had much of a choice. Her ability had let her earn a lot of money for her age, but getting into this apartment complex had cost her a fortune. Bluntly put, she'd poured nearly her entire net worth into the investment, and with nothing left in her pocket, she'd had no choice but to grind hard. If she'd known it would end up like this, she would have paced herself — but the damage was already done.
So Jeon Somin had called Taejin, desperate to stop the heat somehow. The problem was that she couldn't stop it even while she waited for him to arrive. Which was why she found herself masturbating as she waited for him — just like last time.
There was one difference, though—
H-he'll be here any second… but I can't stop…♥ Hhk♥♥! I can't stop…♥! Haaang♥♥♥!!
Last time, she'd finished before Taejin arrived. This time, she simply couldn't stop.
So she kept going.
—Ding-dong.
N-no…♥ If he comes now… hhk♥! He can't see me like this…♥♥♥!!
Even as Taejin pressed the doorbell outside, she couldn't stop. The sheer perversion of her own state only excited her further, driving her deeper into it — and in the end…
Why isn't she answering? I rang the doorbell…
Standing outside, Taejin could only stare blankly at the door that refused to open no matter how many times he pressed the buzzer.
Is something wrong?
That was the first thought that crossed Taejin's mind as the doorbell went unanswered. Genuine concern — pure and simple. Realistically, assuming she was deliberately refusing to open the door would have been the stranger conclusion. So he knocked hard, just to make sure she was okay.
Still nothing.
Taejin started seriously considering whether he needed to call an ambulance. Fortunately—
"I'm soooorry… I-I'll be right out…♥!"
—her voice reached his ear before he even got the phone to it, and he slipped it back into his pocket. No emergency, then. That was a relief. But it did raise one question.
Okay, then why the hell won't she open the door?
He'd been standing there with the doorbell rung for over ten minutes. Why wasn't she letting him in? No — scratch that. He was just annoyed. If nothing was wrong, open the damn door already!
He stewed on that for a moment, then…
Right. She's a Hunter. If she says so, then that's how it is.
Come to think of it, the owner of this place was a Hunter wealthy enough to buy a multi-billion-won apartment. Someone like that was allowed to run a little late, wasn't she? The moment that thought landed, Taejin's attitude flipped to pure deference. His paycheck didn't come from anywhere else — it came from people like her.
So he waited politely. And after a while, footsteps finally approached from the other side of the door, followed by the sound of it unlocking.
—Creeeak.
"I-I'm really s-sorry I'm so late…?"
Taejin opened his mouth to tell Ms. Somin it was fine — and the words died in his throat.
Because of what she was wearing.
"I'm so sorry…♥"
Pink panties. A black tank top. Drenched in sweat. Standing there in an outfit so provocatively bare it left almost nothing to the imagination.