B-Class Hunter Choi Garam — Seduction (1)
A few more days had passed.
Taejin was spending another day the same as always, sweeping the trash that fell from the sky.
No matter how much his physical abilities had improved, he simply could not bring himself to love this particular task.
After all, once he finished sweeping, the stuff would come down again about two hours later — how was anyone supposed to feel good about that?
He was sweeping with tears practically welling in his eyes when—
—Crack.
A snowball smacked into Taejin's shoulder.
Kids in the apartment complex did this from time to time, so he didn't pay it much mind — but after getting hit a few more times, he looked around with a puzzled expression.
...What the hell? Is this a hidden-camera prank?
There, crouching in the bushes and rolling snowballs, was Choi Garam.
More precisely, she was wearing a mask, sunglasses, earmuffs, and gloves — looking for all the world like someone actively advertising I am a suspicious person — as she rolled her snowballs.
Taejin seriously wondered for a moment if Choi Garam had become a prank YouTuber, but that misunderstanding cleared up almost immediately.
How could it not?
When she was broadcasting her intentions that blatantly, any other interpretation would have been the weird one.
Hmm, but why is she doing it like this?
Couldn't she just call and ask him to come over?
The thought crossed Taejin's mind, but he decided that thinking that way here would mean he'd already lost — so he simply nodded.
Apparently satisfied with his answer, she rose from her crouch with a smile and hopped out of the bushes.
Then she bowed politely at the waist toward me and vanished.
Watching the whole thing, I muttered blankly.
"What the hell?"
It was the kind of reaction that came from wondering just what would make someone go that far.
After delivering her mysterious message to Taejin, Garam returned home, stripped off her clothes, and dove straight onto the bed.
"Ugh, I did it!"
She let out a cry of joy.
After all, she'd successfully invited him on a date for the first time.
You could argue about whether that even counted as a date invitation, but for a homebody like her, simply inviting someone into her house was already practically the equivalent of going out.
Anyway, after Garam finished celebrating her successful d-a-t-e invitation for a moment—
"This is no time for that! I need to get ready!"
She yanked her head up from where it had been buried in the mattress and dashed into the kitchen to start preparing dinner.
For the record, her cooking skills were excellent.
As someone who ran a bizarre-food channel cooking monsters on the spot, she naturally needed a deep knowledge of cooking.
Otherwise, she wouldn't just make something inedible — she might make something that could actually kill you if you ate it.
In that sense, her cooking was genuinely high-level.
The minor issue was—
Hmm, Drake tail is tough, so I'll boil it into sliced meat... and what should I do with the Metel Pig tenderloin?
She absolutely, utterly adored monster cuisine.
So of course she started preparing dinner.
Ah, and of course, dinner wasn't the only thing she was preparing.
Th-this is supposed to be enough to seduce him completely...
She gulped as she looked at the secret underwear Sora unnie had given her.
Of course she did. It was the kind of lingerie that left nothing to the imagination — how could she not be nervous?
But at the same time, another thought suddenly struck her.
But... isn't there something even better than this?
Something that would look even more aggressive than this already racy lingerie.
Garam recalled the location of a certain "item" that one of her particularly risqué unnies from back when she'd made friends had gifted her, and headed for the place where it was stored.
And once she confirmed what it was, Garam was certain.
Th-this will definitely make him fall!
No man would be able to resist this.
And in reality, that wouldn't be far from the truth.
After all, when you were wearing something like this — if "wearing" was even the right word — what man could possibly run away?
In that sense, this item was nothing short of violent.
I'll finish cooking first... then shower, then put it on.
For the record, Garam had no idea just how strong a man's sexual desire could be.
Hehe, this much should be more than enough to reel him in!
She didn't even know that last time, Taejin had been clinging desperately to the last threads of his self-control.
Time passed, and seven o'clock arrived.
Well, I made it here... nothing weird's going to happen, right?
Arriving at Garam's place, Taejin's first reaction was honest worry.
No — anyone who wouldn't worry in this situation would be the weird one.
He'd been invited, sure, but he wasn't entirely sure it even counted as a proper invitation.
...No matter how I look at it, this is how an elementary schooler invites someone over.
Of course, that thought didn't last long.
If it turned out to be nothing, he could just leave.
Taejin was a little hopeful, but decided not to get his hopes up too high just in case. He steadied his nerves as best he could and pressed the doorbell.
After the chime rang, he heard the pitter-patter of footsteps approaching from inside, and the person who opened the door was, of course—
"Welcome!"
Garam herself, the homeowner.
Taejin greeted her, noting that her outfit wasn't much different from last time.
Then he awkwardly stepped inside.
He'd been invited, after all.
Following her quiet guidance into the house, he found—
Whoa. Wow.
A full banquet laid out before him.
The minor issue was—
These are all monster meats, aren't they?
Everything here was monster meat.
I've eaten it plenty of times myself, but never this seriously prepared...
Back when Taejin had been broke, he'd thrown monster meat into instant ramen and boiled it, but he'd almost never eaten it properly cooked like this.
At best, he'd grilled it over a fire like a caveman or just boiled it.
So it was easy to tell that the food in front of him was of extremely high quality.
But why... why for me?
No matter how hard he thought about it, Taejin couldn't understand.
Why was she laying out a feast like this for him of all people?
In his mind, even though they'd done Lover Play last time, he didn't think they were that close.
No — even if they'd done Lover Play, to say she was genuinely immersed in it was a bit...
Ah, is it because of the app? But this is way too much of a feast for that...
While Taejin stood there flustered in front of the banquet—
Does he not like it...?
For the record, Taejin's guess was almost entirely correct.
She was, in fact, half-immersed in the Lover Play.
It may have been play, but it had also been her first (pseudo) romance, and also—
Last time it ended so awkwardly halfway through... ugh...
If they'd gone all the way, it might have been different, but the way things had ended so ambiguously left Garam wanting to properly finish what they'd started.
She had her pride, after all — just letting her first experience fizzle out like that was deeply unsatisfying.
So she'd prepared all of this to see it through to the end this time.
Of course, the cooking had gotten fun halfway through and she'd gone a bit overboard, but still.
Anyway, seeing Taejin's flustered expression, Garam asked—
"If you don't like it..."
"No, it's such a feast that I'm wondering if I'm even allowed to eat it."
At Taejin's words, Garam spoke as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"I prepared it for you in the first place, Oppa! And you can drop the formal speech."
Having said that, she stepped close and whispered in his ear.
"We're still in the middle of Lover Play, after all♥"
"Got it."
At that, Taejin finally nodded and sat down.
Honestly, he wanted to ask why she was going this far, but at the mention of continuing the Lover Play, he just nodded and took his seat.
Garam sat down as well, and Taejin picked up his chopsticks, lifted a well-grilled piece of meat, and—
"Hup."
Popped it into his mouth and started chewing.
And then he understood why she recommended this monster cuisine to others, and why others recommended trying it too.
It's delicious. But it's new!
Delicious, yet fresher than any familiar taste he knew.
And yet somehow not entirely foreign either.
Whether it was thanks to the cooking or not, that delicate balance was so well maintained that it produced a unique flavor that was both novel and familiar.
He honestly wondered if he was even allowed to eat food like this, but—
Deciding he couldn't refuse what had been given to him, he started eating in earnest.
Skipping lunch just in case had paid off.
After finishing the meal—
"Whew, that was amazing, Garam."
Taejin said this with his stomach about half-stuffed to bursting, and Garam replied with visible relief.
"I'm glad I worked so hard on it!"
She said it with a bright smile, and Taejin found himself smiling along with her.
She really was the kind of sparkling person who was bound to be popular.
Still smiling, she began clearing the empty dishes, and Taejin helped her with the work.
He couldn't do the actual washing — the dishes were all expensive, after all — but he could at least carry them over and soak them in water.
Once all the dishes were soaking—
So... now what?
Taejin, who had come because he'd been told to come for dinner, was wondering what he was supposed to do next when—
"Could you... continue what we were doing last time?"
At Garam's sudden question, Taejin nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
It was work created by the app, for one thing, but also—
I was pretty disappointed with how it ended last time too.
He'd been deeply disappointed by how things had cut off like that as well.
At his response, she seemed to relax, smoothing a hand over her chest as she spoke.
"Well then... we can't do it like this."
Whoosh♥
And with that murmur, she pulled up her top — and once the clothes were lifted, on her body was—
"I tried something so I wouldn't make the same mistake as last time..."
Something Taejin had never even imagined.
"How is it~♥?"
More precisely—
Nipple patches...?
Heart-shaped nipple patches were stuck on.
Taejin was thoroughly confused as to how a girl who'd seemed like a virgin just a few days ago had turned into some kind of lewd demon.