Yi Hayeon's Special Dilemma
A-rank hunter Yi Hayeon had a special worry.
A-rank hunter Yi Hayeon. Who was she? She was one of the undisputed top hunters. Nicknamed Swift Yi Hayeon, a title earned from her overwhelming speed in slaughtering gate monsters.
Some jealous hunters called her a talent freak or a nepo baby, but that was blatantly wrong. Because Yi Hayeon was a die-hard hard worker who trained endlessly out of sight.
She never turned back from obstacles. She always found a way through. That was her pride as a hunter.
But even this seemingly perfect woman had one worry she couldn't share with others.
Recently, Yi Hayeon had luckily stumbled upon a one-person gate, which was discovered with extremely low probability. Of course, since it had to be cleared solo, the difficulty was much higher than regular gates, but the rewards were overwhelmingly superior.
"Haa... What the hell am I gonna do...?"
The reason she was agonizing like this was that she'd already failed to clear the gate so many times she couldn't even count.
The one-person gate she'd found was called the Grave of Wolves.
Whenever she entered, countless zombie wolves were always waiting. Sure, mere C-rank monster zombie wolves posed no threat to her at all.
The problem was that the more zombie wolves she killed, the more infinitely they multiplied.
In any gate, defeating the boss automatically cleared it. But breaking through that horde to reach the boss was impossible.
With difficulty that felt like all the world's unfairness crammed into one place, she wondered: Would an S-rank hunter fare better? Nah, probably not. Unless they had an AoE attack to wipe out thousands at once, anyone would be stuck the same way.
So she'd been pacing anxiously alone for weeks with zero progress.
She never gave up, but this time, no matter how hard she racked her brain, no answer appeared.
Just as her mind started tilting toward surrender, she found a ray of hope.
She let out a cheer without realizing it.
"I-I found it!!!"
One day, Yi Hayeon habitually logged into the hunter community without much thought and discovered the one item that could clear this damn gate.
The only existing item that could subdue C-rank monsters without killing them: Dragon Dick Whip, which Semin possessed.
Hayeon scrutinized every detail of the post Semin had uploaded to the community.
Dragon Dick Whip? How the hell does an item get a name like that?
'Legendary whip made from a dragon's rigidified phallus'... What a hilariously off-putting name that made her hesitate to even hold it.
...Anyway, the important thing was that she desperately needed this item.
Like it or not, she had to buy it, no matter what.
Up for sale via stream tomorrow at 6 PM... An unheard-of sales method, but since the seller was this streamer named Semin, she'd have to go along with it.
To cut to the chase, out of guilt, Yi Hayeon shelled out a fortune to buy the Dragon Dick Whip from Semin.
Of course, one could argue that an ultra-rare B-rank debuff item like the Dragon Dick Whip deserved to be expensive.
But ironically, as the community reviews noted, it was unsuitable for B-rank hunters and above.
Yet for Yi Hayeon, it was essential to clear the one-person gate.
She was prepared to pay any price, but coughing up 500 million won as an advance payment wasn't in her plans.
...Still, after forcing her into that mess because of me, how could I just let it slide?
Hayeon didn't know what "ahegao" meant exactly, but from the chat reactions, she guessed it was some sexual term. And honestly, even to her, Semin had looked incredibly embarrassed.
Semins's appearance just now... even as a fellow woman, Hayeon had to admit it was insanely erotic.
That said, she couldn't ignore the effects of the Lewd Scholar's Fetish Headband. Being cautious by nature, Hayeon had to rule out the possibility of it being a fake item.
So, feeling sorry, she sent Semin 500 million won plus a 10 million won donation.
Once Semin's stream ended, it was already past 9 PM.
...Huh? When did time fly like this?
She must've gotten so hooked on the entertaining stream that she lost track of time.
Especially her "reactions" when donating 10 million... Thinking back still made her chuckle.
Didn't this streamer Semin say today was her first broadcast?
To Hayeon, it was way more fun than pro streamers. The chat was rougher than other streams, but that impact... Semin's reactions had a power to entertain viewers.
...By the way, why are her boobs so huge?
Photos hadn't prepared her for this; on stream, they were overwhelmingly massive, taking up nearly half the screen.
Definitely bigger than her face. Exaggerating a bit, they jiggled hugely with every movement.
If only she'd give me half... Haa.
As Hayeon thought about Semin's breasts, she glanced down at her own.
...So small and modest that Semin might call them "cute."
Nah, it's a stream, so probably some padding. No way anyone has natural tits that big, right?
...Self-consoling like that, Hayeon immediately started searching online for "how to enlarge breasts," killing time.
With her one-person gate worry gone, she now had a slightly more unique new dilemma.
After ending the stream, I whispered my contact info to Yi Hayeon, then headed straight to the bathroom.
My chest was sticky from drooling way too much earlier, so clothes needed washing too.
...Fuck, today was historically exhausting in every way.
At least I sold the Dragon Dick Whip to Yi Hayeon. If I hadn't and just ended the stream like that, I'd be too pissed to sleep.
In the bathroom, I turned on the shower and started washing up.
To wipe off the massive drool, I had no choice but to touch my breasts, so I lathered them up thoroughly.
Showering, I replayed the recent events in my mind.
Ugh... My face earlier was seriously...
Fucking vulgar. Thrusting out my tits and doing ahegao? Even saying it myself, "trashy" fit perfectly.
...But how did my eyes cross like that? Crossing them into empty space isn't easy.
I'd tried it before after reading an article about it being good for eye health, but it never worked well, so I quit quick.
Item effect making my eyes cross? Who knows.
...Hah, wanna try once?
No one's watching anyway, so crossing my eyes once is fine, right? Yeah, this isn't lewd thoughts—just eye exercises.
Decision made, I stared in the mirror and crossed my eyes.
Just like before, they naturally converged in the middle.
Whoa... Definitely couldn't do this before...
Body change making this possible? But who gives a shit about mastering something useless like this.
...Staring at my reflection like this stirred weird feelings.
It was vulgar beyond words, yet I strangely wanted to keep looking.
Mid-bath, I was naked, important bits teasingly hidden by soap suds.
So if I just stuck out my tongue in this state...
"Beeee... Heek, heeeee..."
Ahegao complete—the world's lewdest expression.
...Wait, what the fuck am I doing right now?
The sudden dissonance snapped me back; without thinking, I slapped my breast hard.
-Smack!
"Hyaaah!? O-Ow...!"
I curled up from the stinging pain in my chest.
It hurt, but more than that was the self-loathing.
Fuck, what the hell was I thinking to make that face again? Made black history in front of 20,000 people, and I still haven't learned?
...No more. Never making that face again, ever.