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"Charles, have you had lunch yet?"
Charles shook her head, but she buried her face into me, clearly unwilling to pull away. Her breasts pressed firmly against my skin, pinning me down. I wanted to push lunch aside and spend the whole day just fondling those breasts, but my body, already drained from my time with Yeong-seon, naturally drifted toward the kitchen.
"Wait just a little bit. I'll make you something delicious."
Today's menu was tomato pasta! I added a pinch of salt to the water, waited for it to boil, and then dropped in the noodles. Pasta isn't about the sauce; it's about the salty flavor of the noodles themselves. I set a timer for eight minutes and twenty seconds and started on the sauce. I sautéed some onions and sausages to add a touch of sweetness, then poured the sauce into the frying pan. I prepared two slices of cheese.
"Hmm, it smells delicious, doesn't it?"
Well, I’ve mastered the art of bachelor cooking. It’s much cheaper and tastier than buying spaghetti at a restaurant. I’m quite confident in it!
Charles hugged me from behind, watching me cook with genuine interest. I wondered if tomatoes even existed in the Demon Realm, but then she kissed the back of my neck, and her hand slipped inside my pants. The thought of "I need to cook" vanished instantly. The prep work was done anyway, and I had about five minutes to spare.
"Oppa. What did you do with Yeong-seon today?"
She stroked my pubic mound and gently fondled the area beneath my testicles. My body shivered as she caressed the parts that usually never saw the light of day. With her other hand, she looped her fingers around my shaft and began to stroke.
"How much did you do today that you're not even getting hard?"
Charles sounded disappointed. I felt like answering would only make the situation worse, so I stayed silent. I decided to just enjoy the touch.
"Oppa. Didn't you think of me?"
She whispered into my ear from behind and slowly moved downward. She whipped my pants down and blew a hot breath between my cheeks. She was going to rim me. I turned down the gas and pushed my hips back. Charles’s tongue lightly touched my rear.
"Slurp—slurrrp—Oppa, you're mean—leaving me all bored by myself. What did you—slurp, slurrrp—do with Yeong-seon?"
The way she rimmed me while talking was incredibly arousing. Blood rushed to my groin, and I got an erection. But I had to cook first! The noodles would get soggy and taste terrible! I pulled up my pants and made an excuse.
"I didn't do much. I just went to buy some adult toys!"
Adult toys? Charles pulled her mouth away from my anus and tilted her head. Now that she mentioned it, she remembered me bringing something in. She had been too busy hugging and greeting me to notice what it was.
"I bought some for you, too. Want to see?"
Charles finally spotted the shopping bag leaning against the entryway and scurried over. When she saw what was inside, her jaw dropped, and her face flushed red. Good, her interest had shifted. Now I could finish cooking! I drained the water, tossed the noodles with the sauce, and topped it with the cheese. While the gooey spaghetti was being finished, Charles admired the items.
"Whoa—my goodness... what is this? Humans really are a sinful race—"
Charles covered her mouth as she pulled things out of the bag one by one. They were strange items she’d never seen in the Demon Realm, so it was understandable that she was fascinated.
"Ah, this one—it's for spanking—"
It was a plastic paddle. It looked like a black spatula, but the middle was hollowed out, and the word 'SLUT' was written in the empty space. When you struck someone with it, the hit area turned red, while the 'SLUT' part remained white, leaving the word branded on their skin. There was a whiteboard marker labeled 'For Graffiti Play.' There were jewel-encrusted anal plugs and pink heart-shaped anal beads (all brand new and unopened). A Womanizer. When she reached the one-meter-long rice cake, she looked at me with eyes that were almost tearing up. She stumbled through reading the description on the box.
"'Scream-inducing climax extreme silicone anal dildo, 3.5cm diameter...'? Y-you... you want to put something like this... in my butt...?"
I scratched my cheek and set the spaghetti on the table.
"Let's eat first and talk about it."
Charles puffed out her cheeks and approached the table. "No—Oppa... you're too much of a pervert. A succubus would be shocked to the point of fainting."
She started to say something else, but as she put a cheese-laden bite into her mouth, she stopped and chewed. She wore a blissful expression, as if her face were melting.
"Mmm—the cheese, it's just so delicious—"
It’s rewarding to cook for someone who eats everything so happily. Then, suddenly, she frowned, picked up a bit of the noodle, and sniffed it.
"Oppa. What are these black grains on top? They're really pungent—and they sting."
"Ah, that? It's black pepper."
"H—huh?"
Charles’s eyes widened, and she coughed as if the spaghetti had gotten stuck in her throat. What? Why was she like this? I patted her back and brought her some water. Was pepper a good thing? I even brought over the whole pepper mill. Charles stared at the mill while drinking her water.
"Pepper? This is all of it?"
She looked suspicious as she picked up the mill and sniffed it. Then she glared at me.
"Is this fake pepper? No, wait. I’ve never actually seen real pepper, so I can’t say for sure."
The disparity in the knowledge provided by the Gate was too extreme. Was Charles’s knowledge of pepper stuck in the Age of Discovery? No. The Gate’s knowledge probably included information about pepper. But she lacked the specific knowledge of its market value. She must have been thinking based on the standards of the Demon Realm. Charles set the pepper mill down reverently and looked at me.
"Isn't pepper incredibly expensive if you have this much? With this much, I think I could even buy the car we rode in earlier."
I pointed pathetically at the price tag on the pepper. 4,500 won. It even came with a built-in grinder. Charles scratched her head, looking puzzled.
"Hmm—that’s strange... In the Demon Realm, this cost the same as its weight in gold."
"It’s been a long time since the Gate closed, so that makes sense."
I wanted to trade across the Gate. I remembered the game *Uncharted Waters* I had played briefly a long time ago. If the Gate would just open, I wanted to sweep up goods and take them to the other side to make a fortune. Was this an 'isekai cheat'?
She seemed to have some lingering regrets, but Charles couldn't give up on the cooling spaghetti, so she let the pepper go and focused on her meal. She said it was food fit for a Demon Realm banquet and tried to add more pepper, but I stopped her. No matter how expensive it was, too much would ruin the taste...
While Charles organized the adult toys, I did the dishes. Once I finished, Charles lay on the bed and called me over. Through her loose t-shirt, I could see her H-cup breasts and the tattoo of her birth date (2001.10.05) on her shoulder. Hmm, that’s arousing. As I lay down next to her, Charles pulled out her phone to show me. It was a photo of her, taken from a distance, sitting on the bed in my room.
"Oh, this. Did you try filming a video?"
"Yes! I made a draft to upload to Pornhub. How is it?"
"Let's play it."
Charles sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at the camera and smiling. But she looked a bit awkward.
"Hello, I'm Charles from Canada. Nice to meet you!"
She waved her Canadian passport and greeted the camera. Keeping the 'from Canada' angle was good. The shoulder tattoo peeking out was a pass, too. The next line was—
"I'm Kang-min Oppa's girlfriend, and we've been dating for two weeks. Oppa suggested we film a video together, so we started this. I'll show you everything you want!"
Then she finished with a V-sign by her eye. After that, a few photos of her standing and showing off her underwear. A few photos of her pushing her breasts together. She was pretty, but... there was no story here. No emotion. No arousal. It felt like she didn't understand the meaning of cuts in a video and just threw random things together.
"Hmm, you made it well."
I lied and held my head in my hands.
"Hehe, really?"
"Yeah. But I think it would be much cooler if we added a few things. It doesn't look like a beginner's video at all; you did great!"
Charles giggled with joy, but I felt sorry for her. Charles wasn't utilizing the charm of her body at all. To begin with, the outfit was a letdown! Dolphin shorts? If she wore those, the beautiful ribbon tattoo wouldn't be visible. Of course, dolphin shorts were an attractive piece of clothing. But I was confident I could film an opening video that was much more arousing than that. First, I had to change all her clothes! And add lines that emphasized her shame! And include audiovisual materials that were even more arousing! But most importantly, I felt like I needed to find and cast a perception-blocking spell. No matter how many tattoos she had, she just looked like Yerim. At this rate, even changing her makeup wouldn't help. Her original face was so overwhelmingly beautiful that any other element would just be overshadowed. With beauty like this, even if she wore a nose hook and a mask, she’d be recognized.
"Hey, Charles. But I think we need to cast some kind of perception-blocking spell. This is just... too much like Yerim."
But when I said we needed a perception-blocking spell, Yerim—no, Charles—replied with a pout.
"I already found one. I'll show you the version with it applied."
"Really? Charles, you're so good! Aigoo, you did great!"
I gave her kisses, but Charles looked a bit uncomfortable even while happy. It was probably a protest that I was thinking of Yerim even at a time like this. But I couldn't help it... I couldn't truly ruin Yerim's life... And if someone asked you if you filmed a porn video on the street, you’d be pretty offended, too. It was for your sake as much as Yerim's!