5.
5.
In front of Yun Seonghyun's house.
Yoo Soyoon hesitated with her hand over the doorbell several times due to her nervous heart.
Even though she had a clear superficial pretext for visiting him, it was because she was anxious that her true feelings might be discovered.
A few days ago, Yulim Guild, where she served as the representative, was selected as one of the partner guilds for the Second-half Joint Dungeon Clear Project promoted annually by the AH Guild.
And in the meeting held earlier today, they even signed the formal contract.
The Joint Dungeon Clear Project.
It was a project with a truly great intention, allowing lower-ranked guilds to clear high-grade dungeons and obtain greater rewards and profits by having top-ranked guilds dispatch personnel for a certain period.
However, that was only on the surface; in reality, it was nothing more than a bullshit scheme for top-ranked guilds to scout high-potential hunters within other small-and-medium guilds who had not yet been unearthed.
Yoo Soyoon was well aware of that, but she didn't particularly need to worry.
Though it was a bit awkward to say this as the representative, there weren't any hunters in her guild showing that much potential anyway.
She was sure of it, but soon one person weighed on her mind.
A few months ago, after coincidentally hearing from an acquaintance at a mid-sized guild that there was internal discord, the healer Yun Seonghyun, whom she had luckily brought in herself.
He was the only B-rank in Yulim Guild, and ever since bringing him in, the guild's performance had noticeably improved.
Perhaps it was thanks to his contributions that they were chosen as a partner guild, and thinking that he might be snatched away by AH gave her a sudden sense of crisis.
Whether by coincidence or not, Yun Seonghyun seemed to be on bad terms with the guild members this time as well.
He might end up transferring guilds again unable to endure the emotional distress, and even if he made such a choice, she would be in no position to stop him.
'No. Absolutely not. Whatever happens, that alone can never happen!'
Growing anxious, Yoo Soyoon immediately took action.
Conveniently, the full "effortless chic" makeup she had prepared for the meeting had settled perfectly, and her outfit was more than enough to flaunt her feminine charm.
Voluminous, long black hair styled in waves from the salon.
In her late twenties, a face blossoming with her most beautiful, prime appearance.
A voluptuous body bursting through her tight suit.
A miniskirt and stockings accentuating the curves of her legs.
She also didn't forget to pack some porridge from nearby to show off her thoughtful side.
If he was truly feeling unwell, she'd earn bonus points, and even if he wasn't, it didn't matter.
"Phew...."
After taking a deep breath, she tidied her clothes and checked her condition with a compact mirror.
With a slightly trembling finger, she pressed the doorbell.
There was no response.
It was the same even after pressing it twice, then thrice.
'Is he not at home?'
Just as she was about to turn back with a lingering sense of disappointment.
Beolkeok!!!
"Wait..!! Huh?"
The door swung open, and Yun Seonghyun burst out with his shirt off.
"Oh my....!!"
"R-Representative-nim?! N-No, this is...!! S-Sorry!"
With that, he swiftly slammed the door shut again.
Not long after, he came out fully dressed this time.
"Um, what brings you here...?"
"It seemed like you weren't feeling well, so I bought some porridge. And there's also something we need to discuss."
"Ah... thank you. Well then, please come inside first."
Yun Seonghyun guided her to the living room with an embarrassed look.
'So this is Seonghyun-ssi's house...'
The inside was surprisingly neat.
She slowly inhaled.
Unlike a typical man's home, it smelled quite pleasant.
'Smells goo...'
Suddenly, something flashed in her mind.
This scent tickling the tip of her nose was from a world-renowned brand's women's perfume.
Why?
Why is there women's perfume smelling in a guy's house?
Then, the sight of Yun Seonghyun when she first ran into him came to mind.
It definitely felt like he had anticipated someone's arrival.
And with his shirt off, no less.
Only a single scenario sprang to mind.
"You said you came because you had something to tell me?"
To Yun Seonghyun, who immediately brought up the main topic, she inadvertently asked a question.
"Do you happen to have a girlfriend?"
"What??? A girlfriend?????"
"Ah, no. I'm sorry. Not that, I was just wondering if anything happened recently."
It was then.
Tti! Tti-tti-tti-tti!
It was unmistakably the sound of someone punching in the front door's digital keypad passcode.
The moment that sound went off, Yun Seonghyun, who had been sitting, bolted out like something terrible had happened.
"....!!"
"....?!"
From afar, the sound of a man and woman seemingly arguing could be heard.
A moment later, Yun Seonghyun returned out of breath and said.
"Representative-nim, I'm sorry. Something urgent came up and I have to head out, haha, ha, haha."
In the end, Yoo Soyoon had to leave the house as if being chased out, without achieving anything.
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"What is this? Huh? What the hell is this?"
I asked Gahyeon in total irritation.
"What else, luggage."
In the living room, over ten large travel suitcases were lined up.
Gahyeon, who had enjoyed a frenzy of illicit affair sex for several days, had stayed quiet without visiting my home or contacting me for the past two days.
It was a dopamine-exploding game with fire, but also an anxiety-inducing one for fear of getting caught, so relief outweighed disappointment.
So I was just finally getting some peace of mind.
To think she would pack her bags and move in altogether.
"So why suddenly... why on earth?"
"You clearly said it back then. You'refromnowonmyseedbucketbitchsoservemeasmaster."
"Stop."
"Enjoyingfeel-gooduterusseed-plantingsexwithMasterfortherestofmylif..."
"Stop! Shut up! Shut your mouth! Be quiet!"
Part of me felt impressed by Gahyeon saying shit like that without even changing her expression.
I couldn't remember precisely, but soaked in dopamine, I felt like I had said something like that, but having that be the reason she packed her bags and barged in here made my head throb as if it were going to explode.
"I'm super excited right now. Heehee."
"W-What is?"
"Playing Master's servant was one of the things on my bucket list."
Why the hell was that on your bucket list in the first place?
"So, can I really do it seriously?"
"Ugh, I don't know anymore. Do whatever you want."
She wasn't the type to listen if I tried to stop her, and in the first place, there was nothing a B-rank healer could do against an S-rank Sword Princess.
"Instead, if things go wrong because of this, it's all your responsibility. Got it?"
"Ung!"
"I'm really serious right now."
"Do I look like I'm joking?"
"......"
"...yo? Master?"
'Fuck.... I'm screwed.....'
Gahyeon hummed and whistled as she earnestly began unpacking her luggage.
'Is that a dildo? What on earth... is this one?'
A substantial portion of the luggage consisted of masturbation toys I had never seen in my life and vulgar outfits that looked like it would be better to just take them off.
"Ah! Found it!"
Pulling out a scrap of white cloth, she suddenly began stripping completely naked.
Then, wrapping that scrap of cloth around her body, she dashed to the kitchen.
Gahyeon, wearing an apron that exposed her entire breasts, asked.
"How is it, Master?"
"Ahem. G-Good."
"Nice... finally...."
Gahyeon muttered something meaningful and then suddenly put on a solemn expression.
"Please wait a moment, Master. I will prepare the meal right away."
"Uh, yeah."
The rigid formal speech, typical of a well-trained, top-notch maid, matched surprisingly well with her expressionless face.
'Since it's come to this, I have no choice but to come up with a strategy too.'
The plan was simple.
It was to roar at the top of my lungs and do every turn-off imaginable to make her run away.
'Let's see whether you win or I win; bring it on.'
While Gahyeon was cooking, I hardened my heart fiercely.
"Master, I have finished preparing the meal."
Kuh-kuh-kuh. Brace yourself. Right to your face, I'll unleash every curse word in the book...
"Huh?! ....?!??!"
Why...
Why does it look good?
While it couldn't be called top-tier, between the rice and side dishes, there really wasn't anything to nitpick.
In particular, the savory kimchi stew hardly lagged behind the quality served at the home-style restaurant I frequented.
"Is it satisfactory, Master?"
"E-E-Eek...!! A-Attitude!"
"My attitude, you say?"
"Yeah! Your attitude is wrong!"
"If you tell me what I did wrong, I will correct it."
I babbled recklessly for now, but.
What do I do now? What am I supposed to say?
"Um... Master???"
"H-How, d-dare you! Making the Master lift his hand! Shouldn't you feed me directly, spoonful by spoonful, with all your devotion?!"
Now, how's that?
You can't do this, right?
"Understood. From now on, at every meal, I will personally feed you by hand."
Huh? N-No.
You don't have to do that?
Before I could even say that, Gahyeon strode over, took the spoon and chopsticks in her hand, scooped up rice and side dishes, and popped them right into my mouth.
"Is it alright now?"
"C-Can't you do something about that tone and expression?"
"My tone and expression, you say?"
It was already scary with her doing this with a deadpan face, and her stiff tone felt like it would give me indigestion any second.
"Try doing it cutely."
"Ah! Ye~s! Master! Will doing it like this be okay?!"
This girl.
Doesn't she seriously have a split personality?
"Too much. Tone it down a bit. Slightly calmer."
"About this... much? Master?"
Looking at Gahyeon wearing a gentle yet refreshing smile, I almost fell for her in an instant.
No, I already felt halfway bewitched by a gumiho.
If there were a pretty noona who bought me food—no, fed me food well, would it feel like this?
"Now, our Master, say ah~"
Mmm.
It's delicious.
Being served a meal accompanied by horny skinship richly satisfied all my senses and my heart.
The harsh determination I had harbored to brutally punish this ridiculous roleplay was already gone without a trace.
'Did I ever have such thoughts?'
When was that? Why did I do that?
I don't really know.
After finishing the horny meal, I pounced on Gahyeon, who was putting on dishwashing gloves at the sink.
"Ah♥ Master, really..."
Because Gahyeon kept flashing smiling eyes and subtly engaging in skinship while serving the meal, my dick had already been throbbing hard for a long time.
"You should hold back just a little...♥"
Like this. With her giggling softly and subtly pushing her ass back just like now, I couldn't hold back at all.
"Do the dishes later. Let's go to bed! To the bed!"
The way I threw a tantrum made me look less like a master and more like an immature, lust-crazed, perverted young master.
Peok, peok, peok! Peok, peok, peok!
Cheolsseok! Cheolsseok! Cheolsseok! Cheolsseok!
"Ah! Ah-ang..♥ Haa-ang...♥ Master..!! I love you...♥ Haaa-ang...♥♥"
Gahyeon's moans were somehow quite restrained compared to what I was used to hearing.
"Gahyeon-ah. Do whatever you want."
The maid who had been half-lewd and half-demure until now abruptly transformed the moment the words left my mouth.
Rolling her eyes back and squeezing her pussy tightly,
"Aang...!! Haaaaang...?! Master...!! I love Master's dick so much...!! Please breed inside your exclusive seed-bucket pussy as much as you want...!!!"
I knew it.
There was no way this ultra-perverted bitch would be satisfied without doing this.
She had probably been barely suppressing her urge to be this vulgar since earlier.
And perhaps I had been tainted too, because without mixing in high-level profanity to humiliate her, the sex just wasn't flavorful.
"You bitch in heat! Serving another man as master behind your fiancé's back, you dick-crazy, fucking perverted bitch!"