Chapter 65
Chapter 65
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 65
Chapter Title: White Day: Love in the Name of Revenge (4)
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A house with the lights off gives off a whole different vibe just by itself.
Quiet, silence, a hint of melancholy and darkness.
Of course, the comfort, warmth, and familiarity inside are blended in there too.
"Good work."
Of course, that's all because you're right by my side.
"Ughhh."
Coming home, I collapsed straight onto the sofa.
It felt like the first time I'd completely drained my stamina since opening my eyes that morning.
My arms and legs wouldn't budge an inch.
"Told you not to push yourself so hard."
"Who's the one who said not to expect anything but kept raising the bar anyway?"
"Haha."
Myth sat down next to me, like she couldn't talk me out of it.
In the pitch-black living room, surrounded by darkness, our presence felt bigger than anything else as we chatted for a bit.
"Still, don't do that one-by-one filming thing twice. It'll wear you out."
"Can't make any promises."
"Why."
"If I half-ass it, something stabs at my chest."
"No need to go that far."
"If I'd told you not to visit me in the hospital every day, would you have listened?"
"…That's a tough one."
Myth gave a wry smile.
I've heard plenty that love makes people blind and foolish, but it hit us even harder.
It's that feeling of wanting to give it your all if you can.
Myth must have figured she couldn't break my stubbornness, because she changed the subject.
"When were you in the studio? You told me you were passing out since noon."
"I've been there since I sent that text at lunch."
"You must've been exhausted."
"They've got this thing called a nap room."
"…'They've got one'—meaning you didn't sleep, right?"
"How could I?"
"Too excited?"
"…I had to see your reaction live at least."
Uh-oh.
Did she catch on?
Myth's hand trembled a little as she asked me.
"No way… you were watching everything from the studio?"
"Flailing around in that VR gear? From a third-person view, it was funnier than I expected."
"Waaah!"
Whack whack whack.
Myth chopped at my forehead like she was swinging a knife.
Ouch—before I could even say it, it was whack whack whack whack.
"That's banned from now on."
"Why? The emotions felt so vivid. It was cute too."
"Even so, it's embarrassing, so banned."
"Not even if I ask nicely?"
Wondering if it'd work, I fought back the crashing fatigue and gave her my purest, most innocent look.
"Ngh."
"For real, no?"
"Nngh?!"
I could see Myth's face flushing through the night's darkness.
Her embarrassment at the thought of me seeing her flail around clashed openly with her desire to grant my wish.
Her head might actually explode at this rate.
"W-Well, if you really wanna see it…"
"Just kidding."
"…Sorry."
"My bad."
I apologized honestly.
Myth wasn't really mad, it seemed—she smirked and gently stroked the spot on my forehead she'd just whacked.
"The cat… that was you, right?"
"You knew?"
"It looked just like someone."
"Wasn't intentional or anything."
"Ah, you were controlling it from that sub-computer in the VR studio."
"Specs were solid."
"Might as well model it after yourself next time."
"Couldn't manage a guy model to save my life. Especially not me."
Truth be told, I'd considered making an avatar of myself to feel like we were dating for real, but my hand just wouldn't move.
All my models so far were girls anyway, so the cat was the lesser evil, relatively speaking.
"Still, it felt like a real date, and that was nice."
"Weather's good these days—wanna do a real one next time?"
"Whoa, is my fried brain from exhaustion making me honest today?"
"…Am I not honest normally?"
"You get a bit prickly. But that's what makes you you. Ngh. Can't hold back. Here goes."
Myth lightly lifted my head and set it on her lap.
…Whoa, this is kinda embarrassing.
First, a soft layer of padding cradled my head, then firmer muscle supported it underneath.
A rush of cherry and strawberry scent.
A woman's thigh… is this what it's like? Incredible.
For a second, it felt like I could see the universe.
"Pfft. What? Your face looks weird."
Myth pinched my cheek.
But it didn't really hurt.
All I felt was the softness of her thigh.
"Knee pillow's a first for me."
"Not really the first time."
"Huh?"
"Last time, on the way to my place when you dozed off, I snuck you onto one~."
"Ah, what a shame. I missed out on this miracle back then."
"What's the big deal."
Myth stroked the side of my head.
"I'll do it as many times as you want from now on."
I shut my mouth instead of answering.
My brain felt like it was melting, leaving me speechless.
…My heart's pounding harder than usual.
Is it from staying up all night? Or just exhaustion?
Dark living room.
I quietly accepted Myth's touch, feeling the softness.
Sharing warmth.
Feeling like it was just the two of us in the world wasn't bad at all.
"Oh yeah, back then it wasn't just the knee pillow."
"Yeah? What else?"
"Did it. Seol. Look up?"
Up?
I rolled over as Myth said.
And had to swallow hard.
"The angle's kinda aggressive."
"Hehe, still so shy."
Myth's face came into view.
Of course, I'd seen her face up close plenty of times before—what's aggressive about it now?
But something was blocking Myth's face.
Not like in comics or cartoons where it'd fully cover it, but two firm hills—proof she was undeniably a woman—were obscuring her face.
My face heated up, my heart started racing.
Honestly, being this exhausted was a blessing.
Otherwise, I'd die of embarrassment.
"Pervert."
Was my stare too obvious?
Myth cautiously covered her chest with both hands.
Did she know that made it more stimulating, or was it pure instinct?
Her face flushed with embarrassment, but her lips twitched, unable to hide her joy.
This vibe kept up, and my head might actually go weird.
So I switched topics fast.
"So, what'd you do?"
"Oh, right, we were talking about that."
"Hey."
"Hehe, okay okay."
What did Myth do to me while I was asleep?
I had a guess, so I stayed still.
Myth slipped her hand under my head and lifted it slightly.
She came down, I went up.
We filled the empty space, eyes locking as our lips met.
'Mm.'
Something nudged my lips.
Was it the night's magic stirring Myth?
She had no intention of stopping here.
Her tongue peeked out, parting my lips.
A sweet ambush that nearly stopped my heart.
Wet, hot tongue forcing lips open, tapping teeth.
It was sweet courtship begging to enter the pure white gates, pleading for me to come out and meet her.
The white walls crumbled helplessly. I never planned to resist anyway.
Slurp.
They met, tangled.
Like she wouldn't let go, long under the moonlight.
Just a month ago on Valentine's, something like this happened too.
The difference? No chocolate in my mouth this time.
And yet, it tasted sweeter than that day, even without it.
"Pha."
"Haa."
The eternal union ended sadly due to human limits.
Breaths at their limit burst out, tangling in the air one last time as excited gasps.
Dark night.
Only a silvery thread, glowing bright with gathered moonlight, connected us to the end.
"Did all that?"
"The knock was improv."
"Had to be."
A teardrop glistened at the corner of Myth's eye, reflecting the moonlight.
What? Why are you crying?
I reached out and wiped it away.
"Why the tears?"
"Because I'm happy. Because I'm joyful. Because I love you."
Those three honest words melted away all tension.
A pleasant limpness spread through my body.
My eyes grew heavy, Myth flickering faintly with regret.
"Sleepy?"
"…Kinda drowsy."
"Go ahead and sleep."
"Gotta… make it to bed at least."
"What's the rush? I'll stay till you doze off."
Exhaustion from ten days of overwork.
Relief from seeing the viewers' and Myth's reactions, followed by languid weakness.
A heart pounding fit to burst, lungs filled with Myth's dizzying scent.
Everything dragged my consciousness to the depths of slumber.
"Night."
"Yeah. Night."
With those words, my awareness drifted away to the depths.
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"Sweet dreams~."
Zzz. Snore.
Myth stroked the cheek of the fully asleep Legend.
She always tried not to show any unease in front of Seol.
But today, she was so happy that tears slipped out before she knew it.
Myth kept gazing at Legend.
For hours, nonstop.
Her legs went numb from poor circulation, but even that felt good.
If it's pain from you, what's to complain about?
This pain might even prove you're here—
"Huh?"
Myth hurriedly cut off her thoughts.
Was that a pervy thought just now?
Maybe she was the pervert.
"Up we go."
Myth gently lifted Legend's head, slipped a sofa cushion underneath, and stood up.
Time to head home.
Or so she thought, but her numb legs wouldn't allow it.
"Oops… can't walk like this."
No helping it, really~
The spacious sofa had plenty of room, but Myth grinned shamelessly and slipped into Legend's arms.
This spot was hers, after all.
The sweet, cocoa scent unique to Seol tickled her nose as it enveloped her.
Loving it so much, Myth smiled unwittingly.
"How should I seduce him tomorrow?"
Myth happily imagined tomorrow.
They'd started dating, but hurdles remained.
Thinking of the day they'd truly become one, Myth fell asleep.