Ah, I've Seen This Plenty on Hitomi
The slime insisted vigorously on jumping Lee Younghee.
What the hell is this guy even saying? I'm a friendless loser, not some criminal!
"Hey, you idiot. That's something you do with someone you love."
-Haa~ This hopelessly naive guy. He's got the perfect setup served up on a silver platter and he's just gonna walk away?
"It's not a setup, and nobody served anything up."
-No, seriously! Then why the hell did we even come to a hotel like this!
That was exactly what Yujin wanted to ask. He hadn't planned on coming to a hotel in the first place. He'd just asked Park Secretary where he could crash for the night, and this was where the man had brought him.
Whether this was Park Secretary's special adults-only recommendation course, or if it reflected Yujin's own twisted tastes, he had no idea.
But the point was, he wasn't here for that kind of purpose.
"For starters, Younghee and I are just friends, okay?"
-There’s no such thing as friends between guys and girls, damn it! Every guy who says that shit should be tossed into the Pacific! All the ones who go on solo trips with girls—kill 'em all, for real!
"Whoa, does it really have to be that extreme?"
The slime's ideology was way too radical. Especially coming from a monster that had already hijacked a girl's body and groped her at will.
"Even if I let you have your way a hundred times and say I do like Younghee. You think I'm gonna pounce on an unconscious girl? That's straight-up a crime."
-Grr! What a goody-two-shoes. If this were an eroge, you'd have railed her ten more times by now!
No, why are you even regretting it like that?
Yujin shook his head side to side. Well, the other party wasn't human—she was a monster. Forcing normal human common sense on her wouldn't fly.
"Listen, kiddo. That kind of relationship needs proper planning, getting to know each other a lot, and only when you're old enough to take responsibility."
-Oh, sure~ sure~ Look at Mr. Confucian Dragon here. Must be nice being such a saint when you're the heir to Black Heaven.
Black Heaven or whatever, wasn't this just a normal perspective? At the very least, dragging a sleeping girl to a hotel and doing that to her would get you labeled trash. He was a friendless loser, not trash.
At least he could proudly say he hadn't heard "You scum!" from King Yama down in hell.
"Anyway, enough of that. Let's just look around. First time in a fancy hotel like this—it's kinda exciting."
-The heir to Black Heaven would've been to places like this plenty of times...
"Eh, circumstances."
It hadn't been long since he'd possessed this body, but no need to spell that out.
'I have no idea how this even happened!'
Anyway, Yujin poked around the hotel room here and there. It felt like a waste to just leave such a big space unused.
He plopped down on the sofa first, and his butt sank right in. Is the bed this fluffy? This could double as a mattress no problem.
"Hmm, wanna watch some TV, but Younghee's sleeping, so no can do, right?"
-Ahem! She passed out from my power, so she won't wake up from anything short of a huge racket for a while.
"......She will wake up properly, though, right?"
And here she was acting all smug after screwing things up herself. Yujin itched to flick her forehead.
-Don't worry. Once enough time passes, she'll open her eyes on her own. So just wait it out till then, no question.
So he had to kill time no matter what. Still, he couldn't just blast the TV while someone was sleeping. Instead, he checked out other spots.
He stared at some painting he didn't get hanging on the wall, then gazed out the full-length glass window.
"Whoa, the view's insane! What’s the word... killer... yeah... total killer!"
-First off, I get that your vocab's lacking.
Maybe because the building was so tall, but the whole cityscape spread out below at a glance. He'd never thought much of it before, but with the hotel vibe soaking in, it felt ridiculously glamorous.
"Man, feels like I'm some chaebol heir."
-It's not just a feeling—you are a chaebol heir, no matter what anyone says.
"Oh, right. I keep forgetting."
The highlight was definitely the lavish bathroom, oozing luxury. It was big enough to pass for a full-on living room. Even had a window, so you could soak in the view while washing up. Sure, people outside might peek, but they'd have precautions for that.
The tub was huge—big enough for three people easy.
-Well, yeah, 'cause it's made for two to hop in together.
"Why would multiple people get in a tub? They've got money to burn and time to kill—no need to skimp on water."
-No, that's not... Sigh, whatever.
The slime started to say something but trailed off. What was that about?
"Anyway, guess I'll hop in."
-Gonna wash up?
"Don't really need to, but it's a rare chance—feels like a waste. Plus, curious what those tub buttons do."
He filled the tub and took a quick shower while at it. Hot water came out instantly, no waiting. The whole bathroom even smelled nice somehow.
"Mmm~ Feels amazing."
-What a carefree bastard.
"I get that a lot!"
-Not a compliment.
Glancing in the mirror while washing, he saw his chiseled bod. He was impressed inwardly. Yujin was definitely handsome. And the body was top-tier too—toned muscles in all the right places, abs at his age. Even down there was impressive. Damn, high praise. Not empty words either—if I were a girl, I'd totally fall for this.
How the hell did he live as a loser with specs like this? Should've had girls lining up without lifting a finger—that's normal, right?
Looks like Yujin was seriously hopeless.
"Sigh, guess I'll have to handle things from here on out."
-No idea what you mean, but it sounds super creepy.
Anyway, he washed up thoroughly and sank into the tub. Mmm, this is paradise.
Come to think of it, he'd been busy lately making friends and patching things up with Cheolsu. Might as well relax fully today. Shame he couldn't hang more with Younghee, but there'd be other chances. Next time, he'd suggest it himself.
"Whew, nice. Honestly wondered why anyone comes to places like this, but it's not half bad."
-If you're gonna enjoy it, hit the lounge or pool at least?
"Nah, hate that stuff. Too awkward."
He didn't like crowds, but private spots felt off too. That nitpicky hassle was peak loser life.
......Do you even know how much a night here costs?
"Hmm? Fancy place like this... maybe a million won?"
-And your secretary next door's covering all your expenses, right?
"It's basically my family's money, but yeah."
-Wanna treat that human to something nice.
Park Secretary's won her over? From evil monster to suddenly sweet.
"Mmm, flop onto that fluffy bed like this and I'd pass out too."
-Might as well cop a feel of those tits while you're at it.
"No way!"
Yujin climbed out, slipped on the bathrobe. Sign said it absorbed water—no towel needed. Kuh, the pinnacle of modern convenience. Too lazy for even towel-drying! Humans are incredible!!
"Ah, thirsty. Fancy hotel fridge probably has banana milk or something, right?"
-Haa, you naive bastard. As if.
True to her word, the fridge had nothing special—just some mystery liquid.
"Aphr... Aphro... Aphrodisiac? What the? First time seeing this word. No other info."
Whatever it was, couldn't be sketchy if the hotel stocked it. He cracked it open—sweet aroma, looked tasty. To set the mood, he poured some into a wine glass from the table and crossed his legs in the chair.
"Heh, how's this? Chaebol heir vibes?"
-Idiot.
Ignoring the slime's insult, he was about to savor the moment when—
Diing.
The door chime rang. Peeking at the screen, there was Park Secretary with a grave face. Tch, right when he was chilling.
"Young master, sorry to bother you, but do you have a moment?"
Yujin blinked at the button panel, fumbling.
"......How do you even answer this?"
-Like I'd know.
!.... !... .......
He poked buttons blindly—no dice. No choice, he just opened the door. Bathrobe was fine for Park Secretary.
But when it swung open, there were way more people than expected. His voice dropped in shock.
".......What."
Park Secretary eyed Yujin's getup and bit his lip. He'd interrupted a crucial moment. Ruining the young master's big deed—total failure as a secretary. Of course, his imagined "deed" was miles from reality.
Deep in misunderstanding, Park Secretary bowed sharply.
"My deepest apologies. I thought it was something I had to ask you about right away. Or... maybe this timing works out perfectly."
"Nah, it's fine. What's up?"
"Thank you for understanding! Bring him in!"
The crowd parted, dragging something along. It was a person. Arms pinned, snarling, face covered in bruises big and small. Body filthy too—clear signs of a brutal fight.
But he showed no sign of backing down. If anything, his glare was feral, like he'd bolt any second. Without the guys gripping his arms full-force, he'd have charged already.
His eyes burned with venomous fury, rage boiling over like he could kill someone on the spot.
And the kicker? Yujin knew him.
"Kim Yujin! I'm never gonna let you off the hook!"
It was Kim Cheolsu.
No way, why's he here?
Yujin blinked at his friend in disbelief.