『B-class Hunter - Choi Garam』 Swimsuit (1)
After Garam said that, the two of us took a brief break.
More precisely, while she was changing clothes, I needed the rest just as much as she did.
Garam might not look like it, but she was a high-rank Hunter. It felt a little awkward to put it this way, but physically she was in a completely different league from me.
So why had she been so different during our last round of sex? I didn't know for sure, but maybe she'd just been nervous because it was her first time. I decided to go with that explanation. If that wasn't it, what else was I supposed to do about it?
While I was drinking something to rehydrate, my stamina seemed to recover at some point.
Hmm. My lower half is back in business.
Feeling myself harden again, I thought—
But why is she taking so long?
More precisely, about Garam, who'd gone off ages ago saying she needed to get ready and then vanished without a word. Usually no news was good news, but for me, no news was not good news. Well. Honestly, anyone would feel that way if their partner disappeared mid-sex.
Anyway, one way or another, I waited for her to come back.
Wasn't I going to go look for her? I wanted to, but we were in the same house, so nothing weird was going to happen to her. And also—
She's probably preparing something behind my back again.
I figured Garam was once again getting something ready without telling me. A B-class Hunter wouldn't just vanish out of nowhere, after all. So if I just waited around, she'd call for me eventually.
Thinking that, I waited a little longer—
"Oppa~♥ Come outside~!"
Garam's voice came from beyond the door. I answered that I was coming, curious what on earth had taken her so long, and stepped out—
Water marks?
The floor in front of the bedroom door was covered in them. No. More precisely—
Wait. These are footprints made of water.
No matter how I looked at them, they were water footprints Garam had clearly made. I wanted to ask what the hell the water marks were about, but—
Looking at how the trail continues... she wants me to follow, right?
I held that thought down and started figuring out her intent on my own. Given how much she valued immersion, I'd already half-expected her to set something like this up, so I wasn't particularly startled. I just followed the footprints.
And where they led was...
The bathroom?
Surprisingly, the bathroom. Yeah. That massive bathroom.
I figured this round's play was going to be in there, and a grin spread across my face for a moment—then I wondered why the bathroom if she was doing cosplay again this time, but—
It's right ahead. I'll know soon enough.
Since I could find out immediately, action came before thought. I walked over and opened the bathroom door where Garam was waiting, and what I saw was—
"A-a swimsuit?"
Surprisingly, Garam in a swimsuit. More precisely—
"Tada! It's a swimsuit I've always wanted to try on. Cute, right~?"
"Y-yeah, it's cute, but... uh..."
Wasn't there way too little fabric? Having grown up seeing all sorts of things, I was usually pretty open-minded — and even I was shocked by how revealing it was. Never mind why she'd ever wanted to wear something like that at the beach.
"Is that outfit okay?"
I genuinely wondered if she felt embarrassed. After all, that swimsuit covered less than it left exposed. Of course I'd be worried. I'd just been fucking her like a dog moments ago, so fretting about coverage might seem hypocritical — but that had been cosplay. It hadn't been this blatantly sexual. So of course I worried she might be pushing herself for my sake.
But as if to prove my concerns baseless, she grinned and said—
"I actually bought it to try on, but I was too embarrassed... When else am I going to get a chance to wear it?"
"...You're not forcing yourself?"
"Me, forcing myself? I'm just..."
She said that, came up beside me, and then—
Squish~♥
Pressed her breasts right up against me and continued.
"I just wanted Taejin Oppa to see me like this and like it♥ Hehe♥!"
At Garam's words, I couldn't bring myself to say the outfit was too much. Because looking at her now—
"You've gotten so big~♥?"
It was more than enough to get me completely worked up. Frustrating as it was, horny was horny.
...Damn it.
I stared at Garam's outfit — so revealing you could almost believe she was half-naked — and fell silent for a moment.
"Hoo. You're the one who got me going first."
Holding onto the last thread of reason, I said it. To that, she replied—
"Heheh♥ Pervert♥"
Just that one word. Hearing that, my lower half got seriously pissed. Wasn't calling me a pervert while wearing something that sexy just pure blame-shifting? No. Who the hell told her to have tits and a face that good in the first place?!
At that thought, my lower half raged. No. Honestly, my head was just full of the urge to fuck Garam. The "rage" was just—
"Here I come!"
—the bare minimum of justification I needed to fuck her. So I got my bare minimum of justification and immediately thrust my enraged lower half forward. No. More precisely, I tried to—
"Wait a second!"
Garam stopped me. I looked a little puzzled at her blocking me, and then she started explaining.
"T-this time, let's do a scenario where Taejin Oppa is picking me up!"
"Picking you up?"
"Yes! I've always wanted to try being hit on. More precisely, let's do it as if I've been picked up and dragged here!"
According to her, she'd never been hit on like that before, so she wanted to try it. For the record, I—
"Ah, so I'm a thug who picks up girls?"
"Yes!"
"Hmm, well, if that's what you want."
I agreed to play a human piece of trash who picks up a girl and ruthlessly fucks her. More precisely, a scenario of fucking a girl in a perverted swimsuit. If you asked why I agreed to such a dizzying concept—
"M-maybe you could be a thug who handles me roughly?"
"Of course."
—because I also wanted to try a role like that. No. Honestly, who wouldn't want to try a role like that. The tanned-thug concept of roughly handling a beauty like Garam. ...Honestly, I'd never even properly been to the beach, let alone picked anyone up, so I wanted to experience the vibe somehow.
So I accepted her request, and naturally expected she'd need a disguise too — maybe just a cheap wig — but instead—
"Th-then please put this on!"
"...Is this what I think it is?"
"Yes! It's an artifact!"
An artifact — specifically, something used for disguise — was handed to me. I fumbled with the artifact she'd given me and gulped. Because this artifact—
A-at least a hundred million...!
Beyond expensive — this tiny little thing was worth about as much as a foreign luxury car. So I went from gulping to breaking out in a cold sweat, and Garam, seeming to notice why I was reacting that way, said—
"Ah! If you touch the crystal and imagine the image you want, you can transform!"
Hmm. Apparently Garam lacked commoner sensibilities, so she didn't get it. Damn it.
So I broke out in a cold sweat for a moment — but I was only going to use it briefly. What could go wrong? I brainwashed myself with that thought, and then—
I'm a golden-tanned guy who picks up girls at the beach. Tanned skin, blond hair...
Just as she'd said, I imagined the thug image in my head. And amazingly, my body gradually changed. My bone structure and facial features stayed the same, but my skin and hair color had clearly transformed.
"Whoa."
I let out an involuntary gasp of wonder. No. Honestly, anyone would be amazed seeing this. And while I was marveling—
"Hmm, I guess because it's the cheap one, it only does color changes."
"...This is the cheap one?"
"Yes. Once you get into the billion-won range, you can change bone structure too. Beyond that, even gender."
Ha. Hearing that, I once again felt just how different a world the person in front of me lived in. Here she was, casually talking about this stuff while looking at someone who'd been trembling over a multi-hundred-million-won item. Of course, this was possible because Garam made good money both as a YouTuber and as a Hunter — but I didn't quite register that far.
Even so, I didn't feel jealous of her. No. If anything, I found her impressive. I'd done all sorts of things in my life and firmly believed money was never easy to earn. To get to her level, she must have gone through her own share of hardship.
And so—
Gulp.
The smile she gave me—
"Next time I'll try to get a better o—mmph♥?"
"Quiet. You go around seducing people in a perverted swimsuit and you've got the nerve."
"Mmph...♥♥ Slurp...♥ Mmm...♥♥♥"
—filled my insides with base desire.