The Waitress Who Prefers Semen Over Milk (20)
I am strong.
Even a short nap is enough to wash away all my fatigue.
But separate from that physical exhaustion, there is such a thing as mental fatigue.
And there is nothing better than coffee to soothe that kind of weariness.
That is why I left the house early again today.
Well, it’s technically closer to night than morning, but…
Regardless, I headed toward the downtown area, completing a few "Luck" quests scattered along the streets as I went.
I soon arrived at my destination: a small café called Early Bird.
True to its name, they were already preparing for business at this ungodly hour.
However, the atmosphere inside was a bit chaotic.
"Dad… isn’t there anything else besides this?"
"Of course there isn't."
"Ugh… this doesn't look pretty…"
"It looks pretty to me, Dad."
"It’s just a little tacky…"
"Well, what can we do? The clothing stores aren't even open yet."
Was there an argument going on?
Curious, I stepped into the café, and Bell spotted me first.
"Si, Siyoon-nim? Oh, you came!"
Her face brightened instantly.
But she looked a little different from yesterday.
"Bell. Your messy hair was cute, but this neat style is lovely, too."
"He, hehe… you noticed…"
"Of course. And your makeup suits you so well. You look adorable."
Until yesterday, her hair had been a bit disheveled. She’d tied it up on both sides, but plenty of stray strands had poked out.
Today, however, she must have brushed it meticulously, as her hair looked incredibly tidy.
On top of that, she was wearing light makeup.
She had applied a soft pink blush to her cheeks and nose, and the fresh color blended with her freckles to create an even more refreshing and cute atmosphere.
She seemed to have applied lip gloss; while the color hadn't changed, her lips were shimmering with newfound vitality.
It couldn't have been easy to brush her hair and apply makeup at such an early hour… Did she gain confidence in her appearance and want to dress up more?
"Do, do you really think it suits me?"
"Absolutely. You look beautiful."
"He, hehe…"
I’d offered the compliment, but I felt a bit self-conscious.
I glanced over to see the café owner, Bell’s father, staring right at me.
Does he think I’m trying to hit on his daughter?
I felt a pang of guilt, considering I’d done far more than just "hit on her"—I’d filled her throat with plenty of my semen, after all.
But the owner’s gaze was more positive than I’d expected.
(As expected… she was talking about this guy all day yesterday, and looking at her reaction now… she’s completely smitten.)
On top of that, I could feel a clear sense of goodwill directed toward me.
This was likely the influence of my Good Energy skill and high reputation.
(Since I’ll eventually leave, a beautiful ending might be difficult… but the heart’s feelings in the present are what matter.)
But this man—he’d heard the rumors that I’d already been rolling around with other women, yet he didn't seem to care?
Well, it is that kind of world.
That’s just how this world is.
Polygamy and polyandry are not uncommon, and if you have the ability, you can fill a mansion with wives and concubines without anyone batting an eye.
Furthermore, looking at the case of Egelina, who was sold into marriage due to her father’s gambling, women’s rights aren't exactly high.
Compared to that, this man… he’s actually quite reasonable.
At the very least, he puts his daughter’s feelings first.
"By the way, is everything alright? It sounded a bit noisy in here."
"Ah, well, that is…"
While Bell stammered, looking embarrassed, the owner explained.
"It seems my daughter has someone she wants to look pretty for. She went through the trouble of doing her makeup, but she wasn't happy with her uniform."
"Da, Dad!"
So it wasn't an argument, just a cute pout.
Bell’s face turned even redder as her secret was revealed.
Her thoughts, filled with shyness, reached me.
(What do I do… I wanted to show him a prettier side of myself… but I ended up looking tacky again… Will he be disappointed?)
Ah, so… she wasn't just dressing up because she felt confident, she wanted to look better for me?
She’s seriously cute.
When I was with Mindy last night, my sadistic side was boiling over, but looking at Bell, my softer side felt a tickle of affection.
When someone is this cute, it’s only natural to want to reward them.
"As it happens, I have plenty of clothes. Would you like to take a look?"
While creating my network of informants after meeting Bell yesterday, I had purchased a mountain of goods from merchants to win their favor.
Thanks to that, my inventory was packed with all sorts of clothing, including a wide variety of women’s wear.
I laid them out on the table one by one.
"Wow… this… this is incredibly cute."
She pointed to a pink apron.
It had a white heart drawn on the chest and two pockets, one on each side at the bottom.
"Can, can I… buy this?"
Bell asked with sparkling eyes, and I smiled as I handed it to her.
"I’ll give it to you as a gift."
"Re, really?"
She’s cute and precious, but she’s also my informant. I can afford a gift like this.
One of her quest rewards is even Continuous Reputation Increase, and my reputation rises as she spreads praise about me to the customers.
If Bell becomes even prettier, won't more customers come?
That’s just how the world works.
Shops with beautiful or handsome people attract customers.
Bell is already cute, but if she becomes even prettier here… more customers will flock in, right?
And my reputation will rise just as much, right?
It’s definitely worth checking out.
"How about this white shirt?"
"It’s really pretty!"
"Since it’s a pink apron, a white skirt would go well with it, too."
"Bu, but… you’re giving me too much…"
"It’s fine. Oh, this would suit you too. Want to try it on?"
Bell went into the back storage room to change, leaving only me and the owner in the café.
I offered him some clothes as well.
"Owner, why don't you try this on, too?"
"…Excuse me? Me as well?"
"Yes. A white shirt and white pants, just like Bell’s… and here’s a pink apron, too!"
"No… this must be expensive. You don't have to…"
"I’ve been getting milk on the house every time I come here; think of it as a return for that."
"A, ahem! If you put it that way… shall I try it on, just once?"
Reading his thoughts, it seemed the man was a bit sad about Bell changing her outfit. Since their old uniforms were a matching set for father and daughter, it was understandable.
So, I’d picked out clothes with a similar design to what Bell had chosen, and I could feel his goodwill toward me skyrocketing.
"Ho, how… how do I look?"
Bell soon emerged, having changed.
The slightly translucent white short-sleeved shirt gave her a cute yet clean look.
She’d left one button undone, revealing the freckles on her chest, and I could sense the confidence in her decision to stop hiding them.
The skirt was a tennis-style skirt.
Because it was quite short, the freckles on her thighs were also clearly visible.
She’d tied the light pink apron over it, and the color, similar to her blush, amplified her lovely aura.
Furthermore, the transparent white stockings reaching above her knees and the dark pink high heels made her look much taller and gave her figure a more flattering effect.
Finally, she wore a simple, unadorned choker around her neck.
It had a slightly suggestive feel, but the overall atmosphere was far more lovely and sophisticated.
"Wow… Bell. You’re truly beautiful. You look cute and lovely."
That was the unexaggerated truth.
I’d picked it out thinking it would suit her, but I hadn't expected it to look this good.
Even the slightly erotic undertone was completely to my taste.
"I don't know what others might think, but in my eyes, it suits you perfectly."
"Th, then that’s enough… what others think… isn't important…"
Perhaps feeling the sincerity in my praise, she blushed even deeper and smiled a happy smile.
"Oh! Bell! You look truly beautiful!"
"Huh? Dad, you’re wearing it too? Pfft! Why does it suit you so well?"
Bell burst into laughter.
I couldn't help but laugh along.
The owner is a bald, bearded, and quite burly white man.
Seeing such a man wearing a white shirt and pants with a pink apron over it was a sight that naturally invited laughter, but as I watched, it actually suited him better than I thought.
It has a strange sense of stability.
Perhaps it’s because their father-daughter bond is so strong. Just being in the middle of it felt like a warm, stable embrace.
Having grown up without parents, I’d always longed for an atmosphere like this, anyway.
"I’ll give you both the clothes and shoes as a gift."
"No, no… if you add it all up… the price won't be cheap."
"It’s fine. It’s worth it just to see how well they suit you both."
I genuinely intended to just give them as a gift, but the bald owner shook his head firmly.
"If you insist… then we will continue to provide our café’s drinks as a gift to you!"
He was going to repay this debt with drinks.
Well, there was no need to argue when he was this adamant.
I ordered a cup of hot coffee and a glass of cold milk.
While I sat at the outdoor seating, drinking my beverage, the dim streets began to fill with passersby.
Among them were regulars of this café, Early Bird.
"Oh? Master. Your uniform changed?"
"Haha! What do you think?"
"I don't know about anything else, but… there’s nothing better for catching the eyes of passersby, is there?"
"Oh! That’s a good effect, too!"
A few merchants who seemed close to the owner teased him with chuckles.
Just then, Bell, who had stepped away for a moment, returned.
"Ah! Everyone! Welcome!"
"Hm? Bell? Is that you, Bell?"
"Yes! It’s me!"
"Wow, that outfit suits you so well! You look much prettier!"
"Hehe… thank you!"
They didn't hold back their praise for Bell.
The reaction seemed even better than I’d expected?
"This outfit was a gift from Hero Candidate Baek Siyoon!"
"Baek Siyoon? Ah! That Hero Candidate everyone’s talking about lately? Why would he?"
It wasn't Bell who answered that question, but her father.
"He’s a regular at our shop, so we treated him to a few glasses of milk, and he gave us these as a return gift."
"Wow… I’d heard rumors that his character was excellent, but this is something else."
"That impressive guest is right over there."
The owner pointed at me, and the regulars’ gazes turned toward me.
I bowed my head toward them in greeting.
"I am Hero Candidate Baek Siyoon. Thank you for your kind words."
"Nice to meet you! You’re as handsome as they say!"
"And your sense for picking out clothes is truly excellent!"
Aha. So this is how my reputation rises?
And a little while later, more attention began to gather toward the café.
"Hey, look over there."
"Why?"
"Isn't that waitress incredibly pretty?"
"Oh, she is, isn't she?"
Young men passing by began to show interest in Bell.
I thought the number of people gathering would just increase by one or two, but in an instant, the inside seats were full.
More than half of them were people showing interest in Bell.
The reaction is much better than I thought.