B-Class Hunter Choi Garam — Lover Play (3)
"Ah, hello. This is the resident of Building 304, Unit 1402."
As expected, it was Choi Garam calling.
Taejin answered with a smile.
"Ah, yes, yes. How can I help you?"
He kept his voice perfectly ordinary, so she wouldn't sense anything off.
At his words, Choi Garam spoke a little bashfully.
"W-well, I'd like to request a service..."
"What kind of service, if I may ask?"
She was barely twenty, so saying sexual processing service out loud was probably mortifying.
And what about me, you ask? Am I any better?
Hate to say it, but I've rolled through shit fields that put Choi Garam's situation to shame. I literally cleaned up real monster dung and corpses, so that wasn't just a metaphor.
Anyway, at Taejin's words, a pained little "Uuugh..." came through the phone for a moment.
"Th-the... s-sexual processing service..."
"Ah, yes. Understood."
He wanted to tease her a little more, but she might hang up for real, so he crushed the urge and answered straight.
Relief seemed to come through the line at his reply.
Of course, that relief didn't last long.
"Then when would be a good time for you?"
Because he asked when he should come over.
At his question, Choi Garam hesitated briefly, then—
"Ah, the time... c-can you come right now?"
She called him over immediately.
"Of course. Just give me a moment."
"Th-then please come right away!"
She seemed pretty desperate. Even though he was the one applying for Sexual Processing Duty, the timing of when people summoned him varied wildly — and this tendency was strong.
"Understood. Please wait about five minutes."
"Yes, okay!"
Hearing Choi Garam's bright voice, Taejin ended the call and started putting his clothes back on. His senior security guard looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"What's going on?"
"Ah, a Hunter seems to have some kind of problem at home..."
"Ahh, is that so? Then I'll clock you out early when your shift ends. Don't come back here — just head home."
"Thank you!"
With even the bothersome details perfectly handled, Taejin headed toward Choi Garam's place with a private grin.
Today felt like everything was going his way.
I-I actually requested it!
Having finally applied for the sexual processing service, Choi Garam sat on her expensive sofa, thinking about what she'd just done.
When she'd decided to apply, it hadn't felt like anything special. But after actually making the call—
Shame. Embarrassment. A strange sense of anticipation.
All sorts of emotions came flooding in.
Honestly, she slightly regretted her choice.
But I already applied, so I should go through with it.
Garam steeled herself — she'd chosen this service, so she would receive it.
But what kind of person will show up...? If I'm doing this, I hope they're fit and decent-looking at least...
For the record, Garam cared a lot about faces.
Well, of course she did. She'd gone twenty years without even properly holding a man's hand, and she was pretty with a great body to boot! Wasn't she allowed to care about looks at least a little?
Thinking that, Garam waited for the sexual processing service provider to arrive.
After waiting a short while—
—Ding-dong.
Looking at the face on the intercom interface with the doorbell, Garam thought to herself.
Not bad...
Not bad, but a little ambiguous.
His body was clearly muscular from working out, and his face... hard to call him a handsome man, but he was decently good-looking. Most people would probably think he was handsome enough, but Garam's standards were higher than expected — she'd met celebrities face-to-face.
From her perspective, he was barely scraping by.
Because he was just barely scraping by, Garam hesitated a little.
I'll meet him first and then decide.
The whole point was sexual processing anyway — being too hung up on looks felt a bit off.
So Garam opened the door, and the sexual processing agent — no.
"Hello. I'm Han Taejin, the one who'll be providing the service today."
Seeing Han Taejin with her own eyes, Garam swallowed hard.
W-what is this? He's clearly just an ordinary civilian with no power...
She could feel a charisma from the man in front of her that she'd never sensed even from other celebrities.
For some reason, a chill...
Of course, those thoughts of Choi Garam's vanished quickly.
Looking properly again, all she saw was an ordinary civilian who'd done a bit of muscle training, with no power whatsoever.
Ugh, what was that? Just my imagination?
Anyway, he was an unusual man.
As Choi Garam trembled slightly from that unusual first impression of Taejin—
What? Wasn't that a perfectly fine greeting?
Having his greeting ignored, Taejin wondered if he'd made some kind of mistake. Of course, that thought vanished when Garam quickly ushered him inside.
Choi Garam's home, once he entered, was... how to put it.
Wow, this is like those celebrity houses you see on TV.
It just felt like a rich celebrity's house.
Similar to Hanna's place, you ask? It was similar, sure, but the furniture quality and the items here looked several times more expensive.
For one—
That's definitely a luxury brand bag... and wow, all the clothes are designer too.
With stuff like that scattered around the house, he couldn't help thinking it.
Looking at Choi Garam's home — a life completely different from his own — Taejin thought.
I've really walked into the house of someone on a totally different level.
Honestly, until now he'd been a bit disconnected from reality, but it hit him hard right now. Luxury brands scattered everywhere, a TV that was a model he'd seen online costing at least several thousand, and alcohol stocked up too.
And from now on, Taejin would be providing sexual processing for someone like this.
Compared to the people he'd met so far who just had a bit of money, this was wealth on a completely different scale. Of course, those people who "just had a bit of money" still earned hundreds of times more than Taejin. Anyway.
Maybe because the place felt so unreal — it actually brought Taejin's mind back to a sense of reality.
At the same time.
Just what the hell are you, Security Guard App?
His curiosity about the Security Guard App grew. An app that could put a ridiculous hypnosis like "sexual processing service" on a B-class Hunter, and plant favorable feelings toward him in most of the apartment residents.
Looking at it this way... it's a little scary.
His motivation for using this app had been solely to take revenge on S-class Lee Jihye, but would that still be his goal all the way to the end?
I don't know.
Taejin couldn't really predict that far. He wasn't completely uneducated, but he wasn't smarter or more capable than average either.
As Taejin thought about the app for a moment—
"Before we start the sexual processing service... shall we have some tea first?"
She had things she wanted to talk about. At Choi Garam's words, Taejin cleared the clutter from his mind.
For now, talking with the woman in front of him came first.
A short while later.
Seeing Choi Garam bring out tea for both of them, Taejin wondered briefly if she usually enjoyed tea.
"Sip... First, I'd like to hear about this sexual processing service."
"Ah. Just a moment."
Taejin explained the sexual processing service, fleshing out the lie he'd prepared beforehand.
"Basically..."
He explained that it was a system where he primarily provided caressing, and if the recipient wanted to have sex, they would continue from there.
Additionally—
"The moment I tell anyone that a service like this exists, I'm dead."
"Ah, right, with our fans..."
"Huh? I was talking about hackers raiding my phone and destroying me socially?"
"?"
"?"
There was a minor difference in their understanding of the conversation, but either way, he made clear that the fact of receiving sexual processing service would never leak outside.
For the record, he also checked her phone number.
"...You're saying a person can just not have a phone number like that?"
"....."
He almost smacked her one but held back.
Anyway, after roughly finishing the explanation—
"Hmm..."
Choi Garam wore a quite contemplative expression. Since she'd already agreed to receive the sexual processing service, she was probably deliberating on the intensity.
Well, I'll just wait patiently.
Based on his experience so far, no matter what, aftercare would be coming. Was that just because he was surrounded by horny women? This one was horny too — that's why she requested the service.
While Taejin was thinking this—
"Th-then... is p-play also possible...?"
Choi Garam asked one question.
"Sorry? What kind of play?"
More precisely, she'd said it so quietly he couldn't hear properly, so he asked her to repeat it...
"L-lover play!"
She made a request he truly hadn't expected.
Hearing that, Taejin thought.
I'm fucked.
Han Taejin had been a never-dated virgin for twenty-three years.