Lee Su-mi (1)

Even so…

My dick as a weapon…

This wasn't some joke…

I'd never even used the thing before…

"…Is this actually possible?"

"A p-piece of cake?!"

"?"

Did she just drop the formal speech?

Holy shit.

When she put it like that, the confidence was actually ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠insane.

"Alright! Then I'm counting on you!"

The strategy meeting with Lumi didn't take long.

After picking up a few extra items we needed, we ran through a quick plan for how I'd tackle Lee Su-mi tomorrow, and that was that.

I considered blowing my leftover points on a Random Draw to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠keep the dopamine flowing, but with the chance of tomorrow throwing a curveball, I decided to save the pulls until after I'd conquered Su-mi.

"Fair."

I'd been planning to overhaul everything the second I graduated anyway.

A quick snapshot of me as I stood: bowl cut, black horn-rimmed glasses, and a body clocking in at 150 kilos of extreme obesity. My height had shot up to 184 cm after awakening, but even with all that stacked together, I was still the textbook definition of a loser. And every shirt I owned was a checkered button-up. One look and anyone would've pegged me for a classic otaku shut-in.

Those bitches did this to me!

It wasn't like I'd wanted to live looking like some pathetic otaku freak. I'd tried changing my hair. I'd tried dieting. I'd even tried starting a workout routine. And every single time, those goddamn bitches had found a way to sabotage me and ruin it all!

"Eun-ho, the bowl cut suits you best, okay? Change it back."

"Eun-ho, you have to wear the horn-rims. I gave those to you as a gift, remember?"

"Eun-ho, I already told you I like this chubby body of yours. Let me say it again — if you lose the weight, you're dead."

"Eun-ho, what about the clothes I bought you? They don't fit anymore? Fine, fine. I'll just buy you new ones. Don't you worry."

Those vicious bitches!

Acting like they liked it, calling it a "gift," turning someone who wasn't even an otaku into one!

We set it for two o'clock!

The operation was scheduled for 2 p.m. — right when both Mom and Dad would be out for work, and also when Su-mi unnie would be at her freest.

Until then, somehow, some way, I had to wring every last drop of that bone-deep otaku stench out of myself. For our Su-mi unnie's sake, if nothing else.

I'd secretly bought some clothes ahead of time. So the moment I got up, I headed straight for the hair salon I'd booked.

Thanks to a reservation made a full month in advance, I walked in and got seated with the salon's most popular stylist right away.

"Cut it like this, please."

"Excuse me?"

"L-like this. Is that not doable?"

"Well… it's not that it can't be done, but…"

"Just try it for me."

"Tch… Alright. Fine."

Contrary to the worried stylist's expectations, my base material wasn't half bad.

"It suits you way better than I thought?"

"Heh. Not bad, right?"

"Looking this good, why'd you wait until now to come in?"

"Well… circumstances."

"You should keep this style from now on. It really looks amazing on you."

"Heheh. Will do."

Next stop: a hunter-exclusive training center.

Before starting college, I'd had my eye on a place for months — somewhere I could shed the fat and build the kind of practical muscle a hunter actually needed. I went straight there.

Heh heh. I heard the PT here is an absolute monster.

Kang Su-gyeong.

The most infamous lower-body specialist among hunter personal trainers in Hannam-dong. Her nickname was "Kang Chun-li," earned because her absurdly powerful legs called to mind Chun-Li from the classic game Street Fighter.

"Uh, excuse me — I'd like to get PT from that trainer over there."

"Hmm… Su-gyeong's schedule is completely full. Even if you apply now, you'd be waiting several months."

"Ah, is that so? Well, can't be helped. I was going to prepay a full year including private sessions, but—"

"Ah! W-wait just a moment!! Su-gyeong—!!"

No openings, my ass.

And just like that, I locked in the neighborhood's most famous PT instructor with the power of cold hard cash.

I checked the clock: 1:37 p.m.

"Nice! Time to roll out!"

At last, the moment of truth had arrived.

The moment I'd bring the iron hammer of Teunsil-i down on that sticky-fingered little thief of a cat.

Heh heh.

I opened the front gate, walked up, and stopped before the entrance. I was about to do the face scan when Lumi floated a single word in front of my eyes.

"?"

"???"

What the hell kind of bizarre speech was that supposed to be?

Whatever.

She's probably just trying to loosen me up.

Thinking that, and since I'd already stopped anyway, I ran through the strategy Lumi and I had cooked up last night one more time in my head — simulating everything about to go down.

I only pictured it once, and already…

Teunsil-i was trying to react.

Whoa, whoa. Easy, buddy. Not yet.

Hoo—

I took one deep breath and calmed my monster of a Teunsil-i down.

Only then did I finish the face scan, push open the front door, and step inside — and there was Su-mi unnie, tidying the living room bookshelves.

She turned, spotted me, and offered a light smile as she greeted me.

"Eun-ho, you're back?"

Technically the live-in maid, but in our house she occupied the role of my cousin-unnie — our lush, mouthwatering Su-mi unnie.

The one who always comforted me when I came home after getting tormented by those bully bitches.

The one who was always on my side.

My precious, wonderful unnie.

"Where are Mom and Dad?"

"Hm? They both went out, obviously."

"So it's just you and me in the house?"

"Yeah. Why?"

*Gulp.*

I swallowed hard before I even realized it.

Lumi! Let's use a skill!

O-oh, really? Okay! Activate Show Me Your Status Window!

The moment I chanted the activation phrase, a translucent window bloomed into existence over Su-mi unnie's body. The categories were a little different from mine.

"……"

Unnie.

Isn't that a little harsh…

Son of a bitch! I changed my hair, ditched the glasses, swapped out my entire wardrobe! And she still calls me a loser brat?!

And I'd genuinely thought of her like a real unnie…

Meanwhile, deep down, she'd been treating me like some annoying nuisance……

You're dead! You villainess!

There will be no mercy for you!

"…U-unnie. Could we talk in my room for a bit…?"

"Your room?"

"There are eyes out here. It's kind of important."

Haa…

She let out a short sigh, and those massive mammaries rose and fell with it…

Daring, craftily, to try and soften my resolve.

"Can't you see I'm busy?"

This goddamn woman!

I steeled the heart that had started to weaken, put steel in my eyes, and spoke firmly.

"Unnie! This is for your sake!"

Maybe my resolve spooked her, because she shook her head with a resigned little wave.

"Fine, fine. Gotta listen to our young master, don't we? Let's go. Come on."

We headed straight up to my room on the second floor.

Unnie walked in front; I followed behind.

Thump-thump-thump!

My heart felt like it was about to explode.

It was a completely different kind of thrill from when those bully bitches used to mess around with Teunsil-i.

C-can I actually pull this off…?

Among the items Lumi had bought on my behalf to help out, the absolute centerpiece was the Climax Explosion Cream.

That Climax Explosion Cream had cost a full 300P. And there was only 50 ml of the stuff — barely enough for a handful of uses. Still, once you smeared it on your hand, anywhere you touched on the target's body would be registered as an erogenous zone, flooding them with overwhelming pleasure. It even worked through clothes, she'd said. Direct skin contact would be far more potent, of course.

Alright… I'll trust you…

Step, step, step.

Sway, sway, sway.

Su-mi unnie's hips were unusually wide even compared to other women her age. That meant her ass was heavy and abundant, packing a presence you couldn't miss at a glance.

Oh! A T-back?!

Our house, like any other with a live-in maid, had a maid uniform. And how a maid chose to modify and wear that uniform was entirely up to her.

Thankfully, unnie preferred to wear hers tailored snug against her violently curvaceous figure. She'd even hiked the skirt up into something like an ultra-mini, so right now my field of vision was filled with the white T-back peeking in and out of the swaying cleft of her luscious ass. And those black thigh-highs, making her thick thighs and hips look even more devastating!

…This is actually insane…

Every time she climbed a step, the springy jiggle of the underside of her ass was ridiculously hot — but even more than that, the T-back threatening to flash into full view between those cheeks was what really set my heart on fire.

"…"

When I couldn't quite see it well enough, I paused for a second and waited for unnie to climb a few more steps.

That way I'd get the full picture in one shot.

"Wow…"

Sure enough, once the distance opened up a little, the view got much clearer.

If I focused just a bit harder, I could almost make out the hazy crack of the abyss that T-back was barely covering!

I've got an Awakener's pride to uphold!

I poured Awakener strength into my eyes and locked them in.

"!!"

The Teunsil-i I'd just calmed down tried to lift its head again.

No! Teunsil-i! Hold on just a little longer!

I couldn't let Teunsil-i start announcing its presence this early.

That'd make my intentions way too obvious.

And it'd be embarrassing as hell!

I'd graduated high school yesterday —

but today was the day I graduated from being a loser!

Huh? You can hear me?

Well, that's mortifying.

Anyway — we'd arrived.

*Click.*

It was my room, but our Su-mi unnie walked in like she owned the place and sat herself down in the one desk chair I had.

I was the owner, and yet I naturally perched on the edge of the bed.

"So? What's this talk about."

I looked at Su-mi unnie.

Legs crossed, those massive mammaries thrust out with absolute confidence, she stared down at me with arrogant eyes — as if I were something utterly beneath her.