Chapter 12

I stared at the message that Seolbin had earned bonus points from Owen. I couldn't hold back. My hand moved on its own, stroking furiously until I came.

It was supposed to be a way to shake off those twisted fantasies and find some peace. But even after I finished, my heart refused to calm down.

Even though I'd jerked off and spilled my load, my cock was still rock-hard. My pulse hammered in my ears.

The thought I couldn't push away was simple: How exactly did she earn those bonus points? That had to be it.

That filthy idea kept fueling my arousal, over and over.

Now that I was actually in this situation, something I'd heard about long ago flashed through my mind.

Netorase.

Men who get off on watching their girlfriends sleep with other guys.

I'd been shocked enough to learn there was even a specific word for that kind of kink. But finding out that people who actually felt ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠that way really existed had been even more surprising.

And yet...

Let's be honest.

Wasn't the excitement I was feeling right now exactly the same as that?

The moment that thought fully formed, my stomach ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠churned. I wanted to deny it.

But my cock was so hard it was practically twitching on its own, leaking a steady stream of precum...

My mind kept rejecting it, but my body was saying something else entirely. Enduring this contradiction was torture.

My body kept heating up. I wanted to jerk off again. Would seeing Seolbin finally make this stop?

I needed to see her. Right now.

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But even after the bonus points message appeared, Seolbin still hadn't come back.

Midnight was approaching.

At the same time, a new message appeared before my eyes. It was the daily performance report for the cruise crew members that the system tallied every night.

After checking Seolbin's daily performance report, I was flooded with emotions too complex to describe.

There it was, clearly listed: Night Service.

That was the stat that had always gone up whenever she had sex with me.

And now it had increased by five. More than the four points she'd built up over all the times we'd been together.

What the hell had happened? How could just spending a little time with Owen raise her Night Service stat this much...?

A strange sense of defeat crept up from the pit of my stomach. It was an emotion I'd never experienced in my entire life.

I was an S-class hunter. I'd reached the absolute peak almost overnight, so this kind of feeling was completely new to me.

It felt like my self-esteem was sinking beneath the water. But maybe because the weight on my heart had grown lighter...

The strange excitement flowing through my entire body became even sharper. All of that rising sensation converged in one place—my cock.

This new kind of lust I'd never felt before was demanding I cum again. In the end, I couldn't hold back. My hand reached for my cock once more.

It was already so sensitive that just the touch of my fingertips sent an electric jolt of pleasure through me.

That's right.

Let's admit it.

If imagining Seolbin having sex with Owen made me this hard, it had to be because of the sense of betrayal.

Since I'd never actually seen it and it hadn't really happened, my brain was just allowing the fantasy of that betrayal. Nothing more, nothing less.

If I came one more time, my mind would clear up. I rationalized it to myself again and started stroking once more.

That was when a soft, sweet scent reached my nose. The smell of body wash, as if she'd just showered. Beneath it, the faint aroma of vanilla milk.

This was...

Seolbin.

Before I could stop my hand or even pull up my pants, she opened the door.

Her voice trembled as she spoke.

"S-Siwoo..."

Silence.

I tried to come up with some excuse, but my head wasn't working. Maybe because I was still drowning in lust.

I just froze there in that awkward, half-crouched position. Seolbin was the one who spoke first.

"Siwoo..."

"I-I'm sorry, Seolbin..."

"Sorry for what...?"

She threw herself into my arms.

It was completely unexpected. Even after catching me jerking off, she didn't look disappointed at all.

Instead, she pressed herself against me, her voice sweet and nasal.

In my dazed state, I wrapped my arms around her, but the situation was so confusing that no words would come out.

We stayed like that for a moment, just holding ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠each other.

Then she pulled back slightly, her expression cautious as her lips moved.

"Siwoo... I'm sorry... I..."

Tears were glistening in her eyes. In that instant, I knew.

It had really happened.

That's why she was apologizing to me first.

The guilt she felt toward me was far greater than any confusion about catching me masturbating.

Seeing her like this made me hate myself for having those disgusting fantasies even for a second.

How could I imagine something like that about such a sweet girlfriend...? And then actually jerk off to it...?

I really was a piece of shit.

Let's go back. The mission was complete now. We could return to our normal life.

I gently patted her back as she clung to me with tears in her eyes. Then I spoke.

"Seolbin. I'm the one who's messed up. This is all my fault..."

"Siwoo..."

"You have nothing to blame yourself for. I mean it..."

"It's because of me... that you've become like this too..."

That was it.

Seolbin thought that because she'd slept with Owen, I'd become so twisted that I was jerking off over it.

I couldn't deny that we were in a strange situation. But none of it was her fault. Absolutely not.

If it was anyone's fault, it was mine. Never hers.

Which meant...

To keep her from carrying around unfounded guilt...

Yeah.

I should tell her a little. Even if it had been nothing but lust in that moment. I opened my mouth carefully.

"Seolbin..."

"Mmm..."

"It's not because of you that I've become like this..."

"T-then...?"

"To be honest..."

"..."

"While I was waiting for you, all kinds of thoughts ran through my head. I guess I couldn't help it. I'm sorry."

"Siwoo..."

"I knew I shouldn't get excited, but... my body just wouldn't listen... I'm sorry. It's not your fault."

"...."

After hearing my confession, Seolbin's expression looked like she was carefully turning something over in her mind. Then her lips moved again.

"Siwoo. Is that... maybe... netorase?"

"No. It's not that. No. Honestly, I don't really know. But one thing's for sure—I can never forgive that bastard Owen."

"Thank you... for being honest with me."

I was a little surprised that Seolbin even knew about netorase. But she was an adult, after all.

Even though her first time had been with me, she'd lived long enough to have heard about something like that at least once.

Anyway, for her to understand me like this after catching me in the middle of jerking off... Seolbin really was an angel to me.

I felt it again. I was so glad I'd given up on the harem and proposed to her.

I kissed her with all the feeling in my heart. Then I laid her down on the bed.

Seolbin accepted me completely.

When I pulled off her top, the strong scent of body wash washed over me, as if she'd just showered.

If I'm being completely honest, I loved the unique scent of her skin, so this was a little disappointing. Her body usually smelled like sweet vanilla milk.

That's why I always complimented her on how good she smelled and had even told her not to wash before we had sex on the cruise.

!!!!

I'd forgotten for a moment.

That she'd done it with Owen.

We hadn't said it out loud, but our conversation just now had been built on that assumption.

That's why she'd showered so thoroughly before coming to see me. So that not a single trace would remain.

Just how far had they gone that she felt the need to erase every last bit of scent?

The moment I thought that far, a dull ache throbbed at the back of my head. At the same time, the fantasy circuit I'd been trying to forget started spinning again.

Had Owen's cock really gone inside Seolbin's pussy?

Her pussy had been mine alone. My own little sanctuary that squeezed even my modest cock so eagerly.

Had that bastard Owen really shoved his thing into such a tight, narrow hole?

I felt like I was going insane.

My blood boiled. My heart pounded wildly. I couldn't control it.

I roughly spread Seolbin's legs apart and stared at her sex.

Maybe I used too much force...

Seolbin let out a soft moan.

"Ahh! S-Siwoo..."

I was probably breathing hard right now. No. I'd already surrendered my body to pure instinct.

With rough hands, I spread her thighs wide and examined her for any traces.

Thankfully, there wasn't even a single drop of semen around her entrance.

In fact, her pussy was closed up tight, as if nothing had happened at all.

Seeing how clean and pristine it looked made me wonder if I'd misunderstood everything.

What if nothing had happened to Seolbin at all, and it was all just my own excessive fantasies? ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠What if she'd only given Owen a massage?

I was dying to know. In the end, I couldn't hold back any longer and asked her.

"Seolbin. Tell me what happened today."

Her cheeks flushed bright red.