Chapter 87
Chapter 87
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 87
Chapter Title: The Guy She Knows (2)
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I'd given Choi Da-eun some homework.
It was to practice fellatio.
But Choi Da-eun hadn't done her homework.
She'd let my words go in one ear and out the other.
What was I supposed to do with this brazen woman?
A mischievous prank flashed through my mind.
Making her suck Park Sun-woo's dick.
'...Think she could?'
Right now, I was steadily advancing my relationship with Choi Da-eun.
I figured we'd reached the point between enemies and friends.
The distance between us was closing at a rapid pace.
Whether that counted as being close, I wasn't sure, but it was definitely better than before.
Was I satisfied with just getting closer?
Ending things with just being a little friendly with the woman who'd only pick fights with me and hit me at the drop of a hat?
Absolutely not.
I wanted to take it further—to roll around with Choi Da-eun in the real world.
Fuck Choi Da-eun barefaced, without the mask. That was my ultimate goal.
To make that happen, I needed an opportunity.
Our relationship hadn't started normally, so a slightly twisted trigger wouldn't matter.
Building on the bond we'd forged in the 'Taming Room,' I pushed Choi Da-eun's back.
I'd told her to film herself doing the homework, guiding her to contact Park Sun-woo.
'Since I'm the only man she knows.'
Choi Da-eun had to carry out my orders.
To clear the mission, she'd need a real dick, so she'd ask for help from any decent guy among her acquaintances.
Choi Da-eun's network was extremely limited.
I didn't recall her being particularly close with any male hunters in the Milky Way Guild.
I'd issued the command based on my own reasoning, but I couldn't be 100% sure she'd contact me.
There was a bit of unease nagging at me.
Would Choi Da-eun really reach out to me—Park Sun-woo—to complete the homework from me—the masked man?
'If she doesn't come to me, I'll just have to step in.'
I rolled around on the floor, planning a date itinerary.
13 hours and 42 minutes after sending Choi Da-eun back, a message pinged in.
*Ding!*
My own network was just as pathetic as Choi Da-eun's.
Being able to meet Han So-ra through Han A-ra was huge, but since it wasn't a personal connection, I didn't think much of it.
💬 Messages — Choi Da-eun Aren't you going to delete the video? "Heh heh heh."
I could see right through Choi Da-eun's head.
I could feel her racking her brain, trying to figure out how to contact me without bruising her pride.
— Me Should I? What if I just deleted the video right here?
The moment the justification vanished, we'd have no reason to meet.
— Choi Da-eun You gonna? "Ah."
Laughter bubbled up.
The corners of my mouth twitched wildly on their own.
— Me Nope? No way in hell I'm deleting it. — Choi Da-eun You fucking asshole, delete it. — Me I'll delete it if Team Leader takes me on a date. The replies stopped for a bit.
About three minutes later, notifications rang out.
*Ding!* *Ding!*
— Choi Da-eun OK, got time today lol Date sounds lame af, so let's just grab a drink and call it. I'd planned to watch a movie, go for a walk, and have drinks, but Choi Da-eun dismissed the whole thing.
*Ding!* *Ding!*
— Choi Da-eun You little shit. You know blackmailing with a video like this would end you if I reported it, right? Then she turns the tables, even throwing in threats.
She was the one who'd started throwing punches left and right on her own.
I was just collecting evidence for self-defense.
*Ding!* *Ding!* *Ding!*
— Choi Da-eun Delete it while I'm being nice lol And stop liking noona. You'll get hurt. Slipping in some fake familiarity with a joke, packaging it like we always talked this way.
*Ding!* *Ding!*
— Choi Da-eun This is the first and last time I'm humoring you lol Get out here. She wanted this meeting more desperately than anyone, yet ended with a line like she was doing me a favor.
All these messages flew in over 10 minutes.
I hadn't even replied, but Choi Da-eun kept rambling on by herself.
The '1' next to Choi Da-eun's messages disappeared.
She knew I'd read them now.
I held off on replying to gauge her reaction...
— Choi Da-eun Rare chance to get some from me lol And you're playing hard to get? Choi Da-eun hurriedly followed up.
— Choi Da-eun Forget it if you don't want to. I wasn't dying to see you anyway lol Her forced nonchalance made me reply before I knew it.
— Me LOL — Choi Da-eun Fuck, what're you doing not replying right away? — Me So we're meeting tonight? Yeah? — Choi Da-eun Your laughing pisses me off. Here we go again.
Look at her bristling just to save face.
'Enough teasing for now.'
Now it was time to help Choi Da-eun with her homework.
— Me Got it. See you tonight. (Video) Honestly, this was my date bait, but since you asked first, I'll let it slide. A video of naked Choi Da-eun pinching her nipples while masturbating.
— Choi Da-eun You fucker. Wanna die for real? — Me Tonight for dinner then? Sent. Notifications kept coming after that.
I deliberately ignored Choi Da-eun's messages.
I didn't jerk off.
Choi Da-eun's messages were enough to edge me, but I saved it for her tonight.
I'd been saving up cum for about two days.
Even when I summoned her yesterday, I didn't fuck her—just sent her back.
I wanted to show off an impressive erection at our first real meeting.
*Ding!*
— Choi Da-eun Come out at 7. I browsed the internet until it was almost time.
The dating rumors between Lee Hae-wan and Han So-ra had died down.
The media outlet and reporter who'd started the scandal groveled to Han So-ra for forgiveness.
Han So-ra let go of her anger.
Lee Hae-wan joked that it was an amusing issue.
He framed their relationship as closer than colleagues but farther than friends.
The source of the rumors never properly surfaced.
Han So-ra didn't seem interested in digging deeper.
S-Rank Hunters wasting time on gossip like this wasn't new.
"...About time."
Time to head out.
I washed every crease between my balls spotless, dressed in that effortlessly styled look, and spritzed on cologne mimicking the seductive pheromones of a male in heat.
With all prep done, I strode out confidently.
The weather had gotten noticeably warmer lately.
A single shirt was perfect for the spring-summer in-between.
A cool breeze blew.
The sun had half-set.
I strolled the streets under the dim indigo sky.
"......"
At the bustling meeting spot, Choi Da-eun had arrived first.
She gave off a completely different vibe from usual.
Full armor—full makeup, battle-ready—made her feel strangely unfamiliar.
She must've scheduled today to complete the homework from the masked man.
That way, she could dig up info on him.
Choi Da-eun's driving force was revenge, rage.
A massive motivator that made her suggest drinks with Park Sun-woo first.
"Noona."
I approached Choi Da-eun.
She recoiled, sticking out her tongue in disgust.
"...Don't call me noona, makes me wanna puke."
Choi Da-eun scanned me up and down, frowning.
It wasn't genuine disgust like before.
More like she had to act repulsed.
"Then what should I call you? You're not Team Leader anymore."
"...Guess I should ask A-ra to make you Team Leader later. So you can't call me noona ever again."
I sidled up next to the curt Choi Da-eun.
Her unique body scent pierced through her shampoo and perfume.
She lowered her voice, warning me.
"You know this is instead of a date, right?"
"Not sticking close?"
"You called me first, noona. Shouldn't you play along to my tempo at least a little?"
"...Haa."
Choi Da-eun let out a heavy sigh.
She shook her head like she was annoyed and took the lead.
"Gotta get drunk first. Can't talk otherwise."
"Why? Got something to say?"
"...Yeah, but not now."
I followed, admiring her perfect backside.
She wore a black dress that outlined her figure, especially her waist and hips.
It was a sight to behold.
"Wow..."
"Left at 92 degrees, black dress, fucking hot."
Passing guys glanced at Choi Da-eun.
They openly turned to ogle her.
Choi Da-eun walked with a provocative sway.
Intense enough that any guy with a dick couldn't ignore it.
'Yeah, straight-up seducing me, huh?'
To finish her homework by doing it with the one guy she was kinda close to, luring me in first so she could claim she never wanted this.
Choi Da-eun shook her hips like a cat in heat.
'...Not falling for it that easy.'
Now that I knew her game, time to turn the tables.
"What're you doing? Coming?"
"Coming, yeah."
We headed to a cozy nearby bar.