Ji-eun, You're Actually Pent Up Too, Aren't You?

"Hiiiiiiik-!"

I let out a disgusted scream, and Lee Jiun calmly picked up the cigarette that had fallen from my hand. Then, with a soft exhale, she blew out a puff of smoke and casually placed the cigarette back between my lips.

"Lol, your reaction is seriously priceless, oppa. Makes me want to tease you even more. Why are you so shocked? Anyone would think you'd seen a ghost."

"N-no, why are you... here?"

"Why else? This is my personal smoking spot. Everyone in the neighborhood knows that."

"...Huh? If it's your personal smoking spot... then where do you live?"

"Over there."

Lee Jiun gestured with her chin toward a villa in the same block as my one-room apartment—barely thirty meters away. Practically right in front of me.

"Eeeeeh-? No way, that's insane..."

We'd been living in the same block this whole time? This wasn't coincidence—it was some kind of malicious divine prank.

"Hmm~ Judging by where you came from, you must live in that one-room place, right?"

Lee Jiun pointed at my studio building again. When I nodded blankly, the corner of her mouth curled up slightly.

"What~ So we're basically neighbors? We'll be seeing each other a lot from now on~?"

"......"

Tap, tap. She flicked ash into the ashtray.

"Mm- Wait. Something feels off, though."

"W-what does?"

Lee Jiun exhaled a long stream of smoke and tilted her head.

"How long have you lived here, oppa?"

"M-me...? Uh... about three years..."

"Hmmm~? I've been here a little over a year. How have we never run into each other? With a face like yours, I would've spotted you on my radar for sure."

"......"

Right. I could roughly guess what she was suspicious about. But this made perfect sense. Lee Jiun and I had completely opposite schedules. I worked night shifts at the convenience store, while she followed a normal college student's routine. Even if we had crossed paths, she wouldn't have recognized me—because just a few days ago, my body modification ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠had completely remade me. Even if she'd seen me before, she wouldn't connect that person to who I am now.

Tap. Flick- hiss-. Inhale-.

Lee Jiun lit her second cigarette.

"Well, whatever. It's possible to miss each other by chance. More importantly, this is perfect timing. I was actually about to contact you anyway."

Gulp-. So much for small talk. There was something I needed to settle with Lee Jiun once and for all.

"What... are you planning to do with Minji?"

"Minji? Phew-. You call her so affectionately. How jealous. But before that, answer this first."

"Question?"

"You know how girls have this sixth sense, right~? I've been wondering since the beginning. Are you and Minji-sunbae actually dating? You two seemed way too awkward for that."

Shit.

"W-we're not dating."

"If you're not dating, then are you just fuck buddies?"

"T-that's absolutely not it either!"

When I vehemently denied it, Lee Jiun smiled sweetly. But somehow, seeing her like this as a neighbor made her seem less vicious and more... fresh and cute. Her bare face looked freshly washed, her outfit simple. Most of all, that fox-like smile with her distinctive eyes. Yeah. If Kim Minji was a trembling squirrel, Lee Jiun was a panting fox—a seductive temptress. Suddenly, she blew a thick puff of smoke right into my face.

"Cough-! Keck..."

"So if you're not dating and not fuck buddies... then I can do whatever I want with Minji-sunbae, right?"

"What?"

Huh? Did I hear that wrong? She wanted to do whatever she wanted with Kim Minji? Had she been holding that much of a grudge against her?

'No, it didn't seem like that...'

Of course, during the play earlier, Lee Jiun had been rough with Kim Minji. But that had felt purely like part of the scene—there hadn't been any personal hatred or desire for revenge mixed in.

'Then what is her real goal?'

"Are you thinking something like, 'What's her real goal~?' right now?"

"Eek-."

When I looked flustered, Lee Jiun chuckled and squatted right next to me. Her loose boxy T-shirt rode up over her knees, revealing smooth, toned thighs. She had a lean but athletic build, tall and long-limbed, with a sporty vibe. Lee Jiun stared intently at my profile from beside my face. The scent of shampoo and skin washed over me. Her gaze was a little more intense than before—somehow faintly dangerous.

"You said you have no relationship with Minji-sunbae, right? Then whatever I do with her has nothing to do with you, does it?"

"...What are you planning to do with Minji?"

"Hehe. Why so serious? Are you worried I'll eat her up? Oh, wait—I am going to eat her. Minji-sunbae is just too cute to resist. Honestly, I've had my eye on her since the first day I joined the club."

She'd had her eye on her from the very beginning? The more I heard, the more ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠confused I became. Just then, a system voice rang in my head.

Then, immediately after—

Right, I had this. No need to hesitate. Know your enemy and know yourself, and you'll win every battle. Especially against a seductive fox like her—information was essential.

'Y.'

Ding-!

"......"

The flood of tags was overwhelming. The sub-tag list was too long to even read fully. But the most important thing was the main tag.

'Sadist.'

Seeing that main tag finally made everything click—the reason Lee Jiun had been so merciless with Kim Minji at the club room earlier, her comment about having her eye on her from the start, and her declaration that she'd "eat" her. Then, at the very bottom of the flashy tag list, a faintly glowing lock icon caught my eye.

'...What?'

There had been no such message when I used Secret Diary on Kim Minji. Did a hidden tag mean it wasn't just a simple preference? I hesitated for a moment, then paid the extra 500 DP. Thankfully, I had plenty. If I could fully understand Lee Jiun's true nature here, she might even become a target for conquest. And I couldn't afford to keep getting dragged around by this fox's pace forever. If she had a weakness, I needed to know it.

'Unlock.'

The moment I thought it, the lock shattered with a brilliant flash. Crimson text appeared clearly above Lee Jiun's head.

The tags floating before me were completely unexpected—nothing like what I'd anticipated. Of course, as a professional fap-master, I understood what they meant. But precisely because I understood, they were even harder to process. She had such a prominent sadistic streak, yet she also had masochistic tendencies. As I mulled over the tags and Lee ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Jiun herself, an idea suddenly flashed through my mind. If I used these tags well, I could completely reverse the power dynamic between Lee Jiun and us!

"Why are you grinning like that, oppa?"

"Huh? Ah, it's nothing."

Typical of a fox—she had terrifyingly sharp instincts. I managed to school my expression, but my mind was racing, calculating exactly what Lee Jiun's tags meant and how to exploit them.

Phew-. Lee Jiun stood up after finishing her cigarette.

"Then I'll take that as permission to do whatever I want with Minji-sunbae. Not that I needed your permission anyway."

"...Do what you want."

"Oh my. That's unexpected. I thought you'd say no."

"Even if I did, you'd just do it anyway."

Lee Jiun flashed that signature little-devil smile.

"True, that's also correct. It's nice that we understand each other. But don't worry too much. It's all in good fun. Minji-sunbae is... too good a woman for you to hog all to yourself, right? See you next time~ Mwah♡"

Whatever she found so amusing, Lee Jiun blew me a hand kiss and walked away. I watched her retreating figure quietly. The moment she disappeared into the villa, I bolted straight back into my one-room apartment.

*

The second I got back to my room, I frantically searched through the Pandora App.

"Damn it, this UI is ridiculously complicated. Where was it again... I know I saw it somewhere."

What I was looking for was the "Skill Enhancement" feature I'd glimpsed once before.

"Ah, there it is!"

My scrolling finger stopped on:

Surveillance Mode evolution. Pandora Lens. Yeah, that sounded right. It had been given to me from the start, so I'd glossed over it, but it was still one of my skills. Which meant it could probably be upgraded.

"...But it's way too expensive... Damn it-!"

Not just the purchase cost—the maintenance was brutal. Ten DP per minute meant six hundred DP an hour, just evaporating.

"Hoo... Purchase."

Even though it hurt to spend the DP, I paid. This was the only key to turning the situation around. Thanks to Minji today, I had plenty of ammunition saved up. If I used it sparingly, I could manage the per-minute cost somehow.

"Perfect. Just you wait, Lee Jiun!"

Neighbors now? Glad we'll be seeing each other often? I'd give that right back to her. I could guarantee it—there wasn't a single person in this world without some dirty secret if you shook them hard enough.

"Now then, let's see what kind of filthy dust this friend is hiding..."

But when it came time to actually use it, I hesitated. What I was about to do was spy on someone's private life. Straight-up illegal voyeurism. In practical terms, it was no different from installing hidden cameras all over the apartment next door. But this wasn't the time for moral qualms. I couldn't let Kim Minji spend the rest of her life as this sadist's plaything. I needed a solid, lethal card to hold over Lee Jiun. Press-.

After a moment of ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠hesitation, I finally clicked on [Lee Jiun]'s name in the Pandora Lens list.

Zzzzt-. While the screen focused, I plugged in my earphones. Soon, crystal-clear 4K footage began streaming, the distance and obstacles meaningless. Hiss-. After a brief moment of static, vivid sounds of a female college student's daily life poured into my ears.

"Haa... haa... uunngh...♡"

Wait. Could this really be called "daily life sounds"?

Doubting both my ears and eyes, I leaned in closer to the screen.

"......?"

And held my breath.

"Huuu... uungh, hnnk haaaang♡"

First of all, Lee Jiun on the screen was completely bound—tied up in an extremely desperate and precarious position. Even so, she was writhing her hips nonstop, completely absorbed in some kind of act. For a long while, I just stared blankly, entranced. Ten minutes. Twenty. Thirty... I lost track of time, hypnotized by the footage. As a man and as a fap-master, it was a sight I couldn't look away from. And finally, after an hour—

"Ah shit, my DP!"

Remembering the DP draining away, I hurriedly shut off the lens.

Of course Y, you bastard. This was solid leverage I could use to put a leash around Lee Jiun's neck. Honestly, I wasn't even sure if what I'd just seen was real. It had been that intensely stimulating—enough to fry my nerves. I replayed the lingering afterimages in my head for a long time. Throb-. Twitch.

"Right. That was one of her sub tags too."

The satisfying click of puzzle pieces falling into place in my mind. In short, Lee Jiun wasn't a sadist to the bone. The Switch tag was proof of that. Which meant she simply hadn't met a "real male" yet. Maybe deep down, she was craving one more than anyone. A real male. A dominant alpha male. Someone with overwhelming teto energy to mercilessly pin her down! To make that happen...

To make that happen, I needed to become the ultimate alpha male. After everything I'd used, I had 1,800 DP left. I still had enough. The effects of Alpha Frame were still active, so my training efficiency remained five times higher. Just wait, Lee Jiun. As the master of the kinky tags, I'd show you exactly what real domination feels like.