Chapter 106
Chapter 106
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 106
Chapter Title: Alone with Yukika
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Just me and Yukika.
The sun dipped below the horizon, and the sky grew steadily darker.
By this hour, the trainees' practice sessions should have wrapped up.
Sure enough, a KakaoTalk message pinged from Yukika.
How innocent could she be? A guy asks to meet alone at night, and she happily heads out.
She's no pushover, so was her head full of flowers, or did she see me as some reliable adult she'd met abroad? Who knew...
Either way, it was a good sign for me.
I waited just a little longer, and there she was—Yukika, her mysterious emerald-green locks swaying as she flashed me a bright, sunny smile.
"Director! Long time no see!"
She hopped into the car and greeted me with pure delight.
Hmm... it hadn't been that long, but her enthusiasm had my lips curving into a grin before I knew it.
"Not really that long, is it?"
"Feels like forever to me though? All the trainees on Mafdu are so talented... it's exhausting!"
"Hmmm... I'm betting the other trainees feel the same way when they see you."
"Really...?!"
"Believe it or not."
"You tease! Heehee."
Yukika laughed with fresh, vibrant energy, her eyes crinkling into playful smiles.
Her face lit up with it—as our chat flowed, she was clearly warming up, dropping the formalities and speaking more casually.
The walls in her heart were crumbling, making her the perfect companion for a private night out somewhere nice.
I returned her smile and eased down on the accelerator.
"Um... so, Director... where are we headed...?"
"Hmm... guess where?"
"......Tell meee!"
"If I do, you'll bolt from the car, won't you?"
"Eek! Where is it...?"
Thinking I was messing with her again, she fired back with sparkling eyes and an exaggerated reaction.
A sweet, fragrant scent drifted from the tip of her nose, her body tilting ever so slightly toward me.
Like a pet, hanging on my every move.
No way she was playing games—this was pure, unfiltered innocence.
Captivated by it, I gave her the straight answer.
"We're going to a hotel."
"Ahh~ A hotel!"
She nodded in satisfaction, settling into her seat—
"...Huh?"
—then shot me an awkward smile as she turned back.
"Booked a hotel room. One with a bed."
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Hotel. Room with a bed.
That combo alone turned a pure virgin like Yukika into a statue.
She didn't utter a single word the whole ride there, her face flushed the entire time.
I could catch faint whispers of her muttering to herself near my ear, but I pretended not to hear.
Because I loved that fresh, crystal-clear vibe she gave off.
'Her reactions are gold...'
I'd just wanted some place away from prying eyes, figured we'd kill time at a hotel this round.
Was she thinking I planned to hook up? Curiosity swirled about what was churning in that pure little head of hers—just then, we pulled up.
"Yukika, we're here."
"....."
"Yukika?"
"I-I...! I do get butterflies around you, Director, and I wanna get closer, b-but this feels way too fast. Sorryyy! So just let me head back..."
"? What're you talking about? Didn't you say in your letter you'd read my fortune? That a lie?"
"B-but... this is a hotel... a guy and a girl... eeeek...!"
Yukika slapped her hands over her face and shook her head frantically side to side.
Her whole posture screamed embarrassing thoughts incoming.
Not slutty at all—just painfully naive, assuming hotels were purely for sex.
I caught her arms—releasing that shampoo-scented haze—and locked eyes with her steadily.
"....!! D-Director... d-don't... I-I've never... been through anything like thiiiis...!!"
Her breathing grew ragged, those slender arms wriggling in my grip like she had no idea what to do.
Her long, delicate lashes quivered, perfectly mirroring her racing heartbeat.
I drank in those wildly trembling eyes, then decided to dial back the teasing.
"Come on, Yukika. What're you imagining? Mafdu's ratings are through the roof—people might spot you—so I booked a room to chat in peace. Why do you keep jumping to conclusions?"
"......Huh?"
Her breaths evened out as she tilted her head like a puzzled penguin.
Silence stretched for a few seconds.
Her pretty, thin lips twitched, then parted.
"Ah..!! R-right...! B-but... you said earlier it has a b-bed..."
"It just has a comfy bed, that's all. Why? Beds got some special meaning for you? No way..."
"...! N-no! Not at all! Zero meaning! Nope! I'm getting out first!!"
Her face burned red again as she scrambled out of the car.
In her rush, her skirt flared up, flashing white panties stretched taut over her plump hips.
'Damn... Yukika's definitely worth keeping close...'
I stepped out too and handed the keys to the valet.
Big hotel—standard procedure. Yukika watched me with shy admiration, like it was the coolest thing.
Anyone would've thought she had a crush.
Adorable. I ruffled her hair and said,
"Ready to head up?"
"H-huh...!! Y-yes!"
We checked in at the lobby and stood by the elevators.
Everything felt so new to her; she trailed right behind me like a lost duckling. I pulled her to my side properly.
Arm looped around her waist.
"H-hng..♡"
Panting breaths.
Yukika was rigid, like her fur was standing on end.
Her virgin aura screamed first time feeling a man's touch.
It was turning me on hard, so I ramped up the skinship without thinking.
My hand—which had been idle at her waist—gently gripped her side.
"Hup?!"
She jolted and looked up at me.
Eyes pleading don't, but she made no move to pull away.
"You're so stiff, it looks off from a distance. Just trying to blend in as a cozy couple. Uncomfortable? My bad if so."
"N-no! Just... caught me off guard..."
"Don't freak. You've seen couples around hotels, right? This is how they roll. Think of it as camouflage."
"Y-yeah... haha..."
She averted her gaze with a nervous laugh, but she didn't seem to hate it.
Good. Time to push a little more...
The elevator dinged open, granting us our private space. I let my hand roam freer.
Savoring the curve from her side to her hip, stroking softly.
Swish-swish.
"H-hng?! Kyaa!"
She tried to squirm away a step, but I wasn't letting go.
I pulled her deeper, her shoulder pressing into my chest.
"Hup!! D-Director! Th-this isn't right! W-we're not even dating...!"
"Hm? Thought you were about to trip, so I grabbed you. Sorry."
"H-hng..."
She didn't fully buy it, but didn't call me out either.
From her reactions so far, Yukika definitely had a thing for me.
Startled by my wandering hands, sure—but no anger.
That hospital drop-off, the letters and texts we'd swapped—they'd quietly taken root in her heart.
'Maybe... tonight could happen...?'
I fought back my rising hard-on as we entered the room.
She hesitated at the threshold but relaxed at my smile and stepped in.
"....."
"What? Have a seat."
I nodded at the chair by the small round table.
Nearly told her to flop on the bed—managed to hold back just in time.
"Okay..."
While she sat, I ordered drinks and snacks via room service.
High-end spot—even room service food was top-notch. The booze, though...
"A-alcohol?!"
Yukika overheard and started panicking again.
"D-Director?! Why alcohol?!"
"Why so shocked? We're at a fancy hotel—might as well sip some pricey stuff and unwind."
"Just for you, right...?"
"Nah? You gonna make me drink alone? Couple glasses for you too."
"!! N-no way no way! I gotta get back to the dorm... the smell..."
"I get it. That's why just two or three. Humor me a bit."
"Hing... I've never even had a drink..."
"For real? Guess I'll teach you."
"Learn to drink... from you, Director...? Kinda weird..."
Yukika looked troubled.
Alone with a guy at night—her first drink, no less.
No guarantees nothing would happen, and just the act alone felt like it'd chip away at her prim image. Her face grew serious.
"Hmng..."
A deep sigh of worry.
She was overflowing with unease, dying to bolt, but stuck around out of politeness to me.
Time to sweet-talk her a bit. Embarrassing pickup lines it was...
"Don't overthink it. I see you as a good, proper girl. We don't know each other that well yet, but your words, your handwriting in those letters—they tell me everything. Makes me wanna stick around with you long-term. So in this unfamiliar Korea, treat me like someone you can lean on. Hate that idea?"
"Lean... on you...?"
"Yeah."
"......Honestly... I do feel like you're someone who'd treat me right... I have good instincts for people, y'know? And my gut's telling me you're a benefactor. That's why I approached you openly, sent those letters... but right now, I'm a little scared..."
"Scared? Why?"
"Well..."
She tapped her fingers together shyly, peeking at me.
Those sparkling eyes peeking from her bangs softened my resolve, but I pressed on.
"Be straight with me. Maybe I slipped up somewhere without realizing."
"This whole situation... a-anyone would think it's that kinda mood for... y'know, naughty stuff...! I'm scared you might... touch me... or something. My intuition's screaming it. Terrifying."
"What? Me, touch you? Puhaha!"
I burst out laughing.
Busted.
But playing it sly, I rested a hand on her head and said,
"Barely a year into adulthood, and that's your biggest worry."
"...♡?!"
Alpha mode was child's play now.
But could I seal the deal tonight...? Kinda iffy...