Chapter 36
Chapter 36
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 36
Chapter Title: EP.36
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The air hit me the moment I stepped through the front door, utterly different from my own place.
A faint diffuser scent, perfectly balanced humidity, and the luxurious feel of marble underfoot.
Last time, I was too out of it to notice anything beyond it feeling like a neat freak's lab... but now it looks completely different....
Or was it just my perception that had changed?
No matter how I thought about it, the atmosphere was different from before.
"Excuse me for intruding. I didn't want to show up empty-handed, so..."
I held out the trendy tteokbokki I'd picked up, and Min Seola's eyes sparkled like a kid's.
"Whoa, nice choice! I was craving something sweet anyway!"
She took the box and stepped right up close to me.
Shampoo scent wafted over, strong enough to envelop me.
That very moment.
"...Hm?"
Min Seola's nose twitched slightly.
She tilted her head, then brought her face close to my chest.
"Seonghwa-ssi... you smell really good?"
"Probably just shampoo."
"Nah. Feels more like perfume or something."
She closed her eyes gently and inhaled deeply.
"Kinda flowery... super sweet too... Oh, no... Haha...!"
Min Seola's cheeks flushed pink in an instant.
Her pupils dilated subtly, heat rising in the gaze she directed up at me.
Why's she suddenly looking like she's had a drink?
No way.
I flinched at the thought flashing through my mind.
Yupia?
I remembered Lilith rambling about Yupia when I was first kidnapped.
Something about Yupia being a lesbian?
She said Yupia used some special aphrodisiac ability to corrupt all the kidnapped female heroes, right?
It was just a familiar perfume scent to me, but clearly, it was hitting Min Seola differently.
"Switched perfumes...?"
She murmured dreamily, clinging to my arm.
Her body felt hotter than usual.
I scrubbed so hard after that morning chaos, but something's still lingering.
At least she didn't seem to suspect another woman's scent.
Then again, if it really was an aphrodisiac, she'd feel good before any jealousy kicked in.
"Yeah, got it as a gift. Pretty strong, huh?"
"No.... I like it.... Makes me want to keep smelling it...."
Min Seola buried her nose toward my neck.
No suspicion or jealousy at all.
Just disarmed by the scent.
The exact opposite of the war-like sex I'd had with Yupia that morning—a lazy, fluffy vibe.
"Make yourself at home. I'll grab some tea."
Min Seola finally peeled away, sat me on the living room sofa, and headed to the kitchen.
Only then did I let out a quiet sigh of relief.
Whew, crisis averted.
My place had been a warzone for the past week.
Cleaning up Yupia's messes was tougher than any overtime.
But this place? Total peace and comfort.
Not a speck of dust. A pristine view of Seoul out the window.
And above all, the owner doting on me.
This is healing. Total opposite of Yupia.
Moments later, Min Seola returned with a tray.
Warm herbal tea and the tteokbokki neatly plated, half for each.
"Here, tea's better for recovery than coffee, so drink this."
"No, I brought it for you. No need to share."
"Come on~ Might as well enjoy it together."
Min Seola plopped down right next to me.
Our thighs almost touching.
Thanks to Yupia's aphrodisiac, I could feel her breathing quicken.
"Anyway, how've you been? Feeling better?"
"Eh... getting there..."
"Want me to rub your shoulders?"
"Huh?"
Before I could respond, her hands were on my shoulders.
Gentle, delicate—hard to believe they belonged to an S-Rank hero.
"I didn't come here expecting pampering..."
"Psh, this is nothing. Between us, it's no big deal."
Min Seola trailed off with a shy smile.
Between us. The words tickled the air between us.
"Um, Seonghwa-ssi."
"Yeah?"
She lifted her hands from my shoulders, hesitantly placing hers atop mine.
"Can I hold your hand? We've done it before, so..."
She watched my face carefully.
You're already holding it.
Ridiculous, but no need to embarrass her.
"Sure."
But Min Seola... was she always this cautious?
At first, she'd been all "you" this and ready for battle sex, asking "should I strip?"
What's going on?
When did it start? The first hug? When she came to the office?
Somehow, her girlish demeanor felt strangely unfamiliar now.
"S-So, if stuff we've done before is okay... I've been thinking about it nonstop since then... maybe something else too..."
Her eyes were innocent, but the desire in them was sticky.
Not blunt like Yupia's "put it in quick!" demands.
Where'd that bold Min Seola go?
She clearly wanted more contact, more shared warmth—itching for it.
But terrified I'd say no. That timidity was something else.
If I give in here, I might not handle the aftermath.
She could bind me tighter than Yupia, Seo Jubin, or Lilith.
Overload excuse was my cheat code for now, but once the dam broke? Who knows.
Settle for this.
I flipped my palm up instead of answering, and her face lit up.
She eagerly laced her fingers through mine, interlocking them tightly.
"Haa..."
Just holding hands, yet a deep sigh escaped her.
Heat bloomed where our skin met.
Seola-ssi's hands are a bit sweaty.
Nerves? Or aphrodisiac excitement?
"Seonghwa-ssi's hands are so warm..."
She murmured, resting her head on my shoulder.
"Holding your hand like this clears my head. Feels like I'm floating."
She placed our clasped hands on her thigh, thumb stroking my skin.
Simple hand-holding, but somehow erotic.
The quiet living room.
Close enough to hear each other's heartbeats.
Sweet scent tickling my nose.
This is getting a little dangerous.
I inhaled the scent of her hair, sinking into the languor.
A fulfillment different from morning's physical pleasure.
Heart fluttering, groin growing heavy.
"Feels good..."
Min Seola whispered, eyes closed.
Her red lips hovered near my neck.
Seemed like a kiss any second, but she gripped my hand tighter instead.
She's holding back well. Good... but...
Unlike the others, restrained desire.
That restraint only made it more tempting.
"Wanna watch a movie?"
She whipped her head to stare at me.
Without waiting for an answer, she dimmed the lights and fired up the streaming service.
The darkened room lit only by the massive TV.
This is basically a home date.
We sat side by side on the sofa, watching.
Romantic comedy, but the plot went in one ear and out the other.
Ah, Seola-ssi's scent... why's it so comforting...
My focus was entirely on her beside me.
She was leaning my way more and more.
Hold on, her boobs are pressing against my arm...
Started with just her shoulder, now hugging my arm, chest mashed against me.
Softness clinging stickily, refusing to let go.
"...Um, Seonghwa-ssi."
Midway through the movie, she whispered.
"Yeah?"
"Can I... lie down to watch?"
"Sure, get comfy."
"Then..."
She fidgeted, hand sliding slowly over my thigh.
"Can I use here as a pillow...?"
Lap pillow?
I hesitated, but no reason to refuse.
Bit awkward, but...
Refusing would be more awkward.
"Yeah, go ahead."
"Really? Hehe, thanks."
Min Seola shifted quickly.
Head on my thigh like a pillow, legs stretched out on the wide sofa.
Heavy yet soft weight.
Her long straight hair cascaded over my inner thigh and near my groin.
What is this... way more teasing and ticklish than actual foreplay...
She naturally pillowed on my thigh, facing the TV.
Her occiput brushed tantalizingly close to my lower belly.
"Mmm, comfy..."
Min Seola looked relaxed, pretending to focus on the movie.
But I could tell.
Her cheek burned hot against my thigh, breaths uneven.
Seola-ssi can't focus either.
Was Yupia's aphrodisiac still emanating from me?
If so, this closeness was a direct hit for her.
Movie vibe's getting weird.
When the leads kissed on screen, she squirmed.
Each time, her hair grazed my groin.
Why does it feel so vivid, like bare skin tickling through my pants?
Itchy, erotic stimulation.
Suppressed lust creeping up in this fluffy atmosphere.
No. Can't get hard here.
I tried distracting myself. National anthem, incident reports.
Useless.
Everyone's ideal type lying defenseless on my thigh, twitching? Of course I'd react.
Blood rushed southward.
My dormant dick swelling slowly.
Heavy bloating inside my pants.
Damn... cock, get it together...
Min Seola hadn't noticed, focused on the movie.
But my dick kept growing relentlessly.
The rigid shaft tenting my pants fabric.
And finally.
Pok.
My fully erect tip nudged her head.
...I'm screwed.