Unforgettable First Experience (3)

Seo Joo-hwan listened to Lucy's explanation and let out a huge sigh of admiration. Sex lets you acquire talents? No way!

To be precise, you could randomly obtain one of the top three talents possessed by the person you had sex with. The limit of a talent was determined by its potential rank, and all newly acquired talents started at F-rank. You could raise a talent's rank using LP. On top of that, you could spend LP in the shop to draw items or skills, and even purchase blessings similar to the ones currently in effect.

The Lust System had far more diverse functions than he'd imagined. There were various restrictions based on level, but it was clear this would be an enormous help in living out his new life.

The key will be gathering LP, then.

Everything's tied to sex.

Huh?

I see. Got it.

Sexual desire was just one form of desire. Its true meaning encompassed a much broader category. In simple terms, Desire Quests could pop up anytime related to human greed.

But?

...Yeah. Kinda figured.

What? Heh heh. Thanks. Seo Joo-hwan swallowed a laugh at Lucy's quirky remark.

I'm planning to enjoy this life to the fullest anyway.

He'd just realized through this opportunity how incredibly pleasurable sex could be. To think he'd died without knowing something this great—he'd almost regretted it even in death.

And since he'd regressed and gained such a great power, he planned to indulge as much as possible whenever the chance arose.

Still, kinda disappointing.

With that thought, Seo Joo-hwan gazed at Jeong So-ra sleeping beside him.

After their intense sex, he'd naturally confessed to her. There'd been no hesitation. What was the problem after they'd already shared such passion?

But contrary to his expectations, she'd looked troubled and turned down his confession.

"Sorry, Joo-hwan. Can't we just stay as close noona and dongsaeng?"

"Uh, why? Don't you like me too, noona?"

"I do. As your superior, and as a person, you're great. Especially these last few days—you were pretty cool."

"Then why? I thought you were seducing me on purpose..."

"...You noticed, huh. Yeah, I was seducing you."

"See!"

"Sorry for reeling you in first."

Jeong So-ra bowed her head sincerely in apology. But that apology came with firm rejection.

She explained calmly, point by point.

"Right now, I want to focus on my military life. You know how it is—women in the army face a lot of discrimination. Female soldiers have such a bad rep."

"......"

"It's true a lot of them deserve it... but because of those ones, even the good ones get unfairly judged."

Jeong So-ra gave a bitter smile as she spoke. As she'd said, perceptions of female soldiers in Korea weren't great. To be blunt, most saw them as useless. And it wasn't baseless prejudice—it was a frame many female soldiers had brought on themselves.

How could you treat someone as a soldier if they couldn't even pitch their own tent and begged men to do it for them? Yet they'd boss around the privates, yelling orders left and right, so no one took them seriously as soldiers.

But not all female soldiers were like that. There were those more soldierly and respectable than the men. And the Jeong So-ra that Seo Joo-hwan knew was the most soldierly of them all.

She'd spoken with unwavering eyes.

"To break the prejudice, I have to work even harder. If I date now, I'd definitely lean on you, and having someone to rely on would make me weak."

What could he say to argue with that?

Seo Joo-hwan had no choice but to nod heavily in acceptance.

Jeong So-ra looked at him with a mix of guilt and gratitude, then switched to a playful expression.

"If you confess again after I'm over thirty, I'll really accept."

"What? Pfft, haha. You sure you can handle it? I'll really come for you."

"Oh ho. You better not chicken out. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠If a younger guy I like comes chasing me, I'd be thrilled."

"Huh? Am I your type?"

"Yeah. Not just your looks—you smell amazing. I thought it was cologne at first, but realizing it was your natural scent shocked me."

They bantered playfully like that, but she apologized once more, politely.

"Anyway, Joo-hwan, I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have done that without intending to date... I don't even know why I did. Sorry for rejecting you like this."

She was worried her actions might taint his first experience. But of course, it wasn't her fault.

Seo Joo-hwan had been the one using skills and blessings to seduce her from the start. Without them, things wouldn't have gone this far.

Proof was in her mid-level fetish: Olfactophilia. A smell fetish, highly sensitive to scents—especially body or genital odors causing arousal. Because of it, she'd been massively affected by Seo Joo-hwan's pheromone skill.

Perfect compatibility, in other words.

He shook his head at her apologetic face and gave her a light peck—not a deep kiss like during sex, but a gentle bird kiss.

To her surprised gaze, he said firmly,

"It's fine. Don't apologize."

"But..."

"For real. I'm actually glad my first was with you, noona."

This wasn't just comfort. Even before regression, she'd treated him fairly—a grateful figure. They'd lost touch after discharge, but his memories of her were good.

"Instead, like you said earlier—close noona and dongsaeng is okay, right?"

"Huh? Uh, yeah. Of course. But inside base before discharge, it'd be tricky."

"Then I'll stay in touch after. And when I graduate college, I'll really come for you. Four years—remember that."

At his playful words, Jeong So-ra burst out laughing and smacked his back, thinking he was joking to ease her guilt.

Recalling that, Seo Joo-hwan gazed at her sleeping form.

"Wasn't entirely a joke."

Too grand for first love, sure, but she was his first experience partner. Men might downplay their firsts compared to women, but Seo Joo-hwan—who'd harbored his own fantasies—knew this would stay unforgettable forever.

"Tch."

Squeeze. Fondle.

For petty revenge, he groped her breasts. She was a deep sleeper once out, showing no sign of waking. He played with them a while before drifting off himself.

The next day, Seo Joo-hwan and Jeong So-ra shared another passionate round.

"Hahk! Joo-hwan!"

He was still quick on the draw, but wielded the Succubus God's Blessing for endless stamina. As he felt his third climax building, she shuddered in orgasm, her body trembling.

He gripped her quivering hips and thrust hard. Unlike yesterday, with a condom on. He wrung out every drop before pulling away.

After the intense session and a shower, Jeong So-ra said while drying her hair,

"You're amazing, Joo-hwan. After yesterday, how'd you manage three ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠more times?"

"I'm a soldier. Built-up reserves."

"Pfft, other soldiers can't do that."

"Huh? How would you know?"

"How do you think~?"

Jeong So-ra licked her lips with a sly expression.

No way—did she sleep with other soldiers besides me?!

As his face twisted in shock, she burst out laughing.

"Ahaha! Not like that. I said I've been holding back. You're my first soldier, private or officer."

She pinched his cheek affectionately.

His face soured. One moment writhing under her, the next treating him like a cute kid brother. Not that he minded.

Five years older—totally dongsaeng territory.

Mind follows body, right? Young again, he'd live youthfully. He was confident he'd gratefully accept her doting.

"A friend of mine dated a soldier. Total bear, but he'd pass out after two or three goes even with buildup. You've done eight total already?"

The eight times weren't from his stamina, but the blessing. Explaining that would be a hassle.

He grinned and laid on the lip service.

"Your body's too good, noona."

"What? Pfft. Aigoo. That's why you came so quick?"

"Ah, noona!"

"Ahaha. So what if it's quick? As long as you do it a lot."

She laughed, saying she'd been plenty satisfied, but he resolved to fix his premature issue with the system someday. Man's pride on the line.

"Gonna head out first. Don't be late."

"You think I'm some private?"

"Oops, you shed that trainee label yesterday, right?"

"Huh?"

He realized moments later she was teasing his virginity till yesterday.

"Noona!"

"Ahaha. Really going now!"

She bolted out like fleeing.

"Jeez. How'd she hide that personality?"

Private Jeong So-ra was worlds apart from base Captain Jeong So-ra. The soldier was responsibly diligent—admirable. The woman was bubbly and playful—endearingly approachable.

"Sigh."

Seo Joo-hwan sighed. The vibrant space felt drab now.

What ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠to do? He wanted to stroll and date, but getting spotted by soldiers or officers would be trouble. That's why he'd sent her ahead.

"Oh, the shop."

Lucy had mentioned a shop function yesterday.

"Lucy, open the shop."

Moments later, a *ding!* mechanical chime rang, and the shop appeared before his eyes.

"...Everything but blessings is gacha?"

"Yeah... I'll draw one item and one skill for now."

"Yeah. Got plenty of points—might as well now."

In games, you power up early then farm cash. Same here: draw skills now while points were high and make good use.

Glancing at the names, disappointment washed over Seo Joo-hwan's face. They looked useless.

Then, an unexpected message appeared.

*Ding!*

"Gasp. Premature cure!"

The fix he'd vowed to get someday was here. So soon, too. He silently cheered Rust three times.

"Skill looks good too."

The name screamed holy knight or priest skill from a game.

Soon Lucy displayed the details.

Reading it, he realized it wasn't the holy skill he'd pictured.

Ah, not holy seong—sex seong.

Luck tied to sex had intervened, after all.

Still, he liked it. Seemed versatile and useful.

First gacha: success.

*Cookie.*

Jeong So-ra suddenly hit him with a sharp question.

"By the way, why'd you come all the way here? Never thought you'd go AWOL."

Sweat beaded on his brow. Couldn't say he'd targeted her knowing she was here.

He bullshitted.

"Uh... just wanted to try jumping the fence once. Everyone does it, so why not?"

"What? That's it?"

"Haha. Nothing big. Impulse."

"Hmm. Well, it worked out?"

She smiled slyly; he grinned back and nodded.

Unlike his excuse, it'd been planned—but damn, executing it was the right call.

As they smiled at each other, something clicked.

What's the truth behind that pre-regression rumor?

Back then, the chattiest 3rd Company Commander said Jeong So-ra got dumped on a blind date and drank alone.

But was it true? The real her didn't seem dumped.

He thought a bit, then asked straight-up.

"So-ra noona."

"Yeah?"

"Why'd you come all the way here?"

"Huh? Me? Uh... um..."

She trailed off, visibly flustered. Really dumped on a blind date?

Curiosity piqued. Frowning, she sighed deeply.

"Truth is, I had a matchmaking date today."

Totally unexpected. His eyes widened.

"Not blind date—matchmaking?"

"Yeah. Mom wants me married ASAP."

"Th-then you're marrying the guy from today?"

"What? Hey, Seo Joo-hwan! Would I be doing this with you if? What do you take me for!"

She glared sharply; he flinched but pressed on.

"So how'd the matchmaking go?"

"How'd it go? We just ate and that was it. Turned down afters. I kept saying—no dating now."

She shook her head firmly.

What she'd told him wasn't rejection spin—it was her true heart. She'd even refused the guy's after-date invite.

Matchmaking, not blind date. She wasn't dumped—she did the dumping.

Seo Joo-hwan learned the truth behind the 1st Battalion rumor.