Chapter 59
Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Common Sense
“Yawn.”
Hiring more cafe staff meant I got more days off too.
Now I could rest at least three days a week, so whenever I felt like it, I’d hand over manager duties to the most reliable employee, Su-hyun, and laze around until late like today.
“Lazing about feels great.”
People really do need to work.
Office workers are like sunflowers always hoping for the weekend, but if you don’t work, every day is a holiday, and holidays become just another weekday, leaving you with a life without any real breaks.
A life without holidays—that’s gotta be hell, right?
“What a random bunch of thoughts after sleeping in so comfortably.”
I chuckled and had a light breakfast before turning on the TV.
Nothing worth watching on the news, so I sprawled on the sofa again, fiddling with my smartphone.
‘Choi Yu-ra’s off on another expedition to clear Gates starting today, so I shouldn’t bother her.’
Sure, becoming an EX-Rank Hunter was great, but now she was getting dispatched to teams outside her usual one, leaving her with almost no days off.
‘Well, with an EX-Rank Hunter involved, they can clear Gates without casualties, so it makes sense.’
Unless Yu-ra complained about the workload—which she wouldn’t, given her personality—even though we lived in the same city, it felt like we were in a long-distance relationship.
“Hmm, calling Seo-yeon feels kinda awkward too.”
She even did cosplay for my birthday, but then refused bed because of that damn backstory of hers.
At least she was trying hard to change now, which was a relief.
“Pfft, still funny every time.”
What was it she said before we parted that day?
[Jun-hyuk, I’ll work hard to become a woman who’s right for you!]
Her first step was joining an active social club and starting to participate as a member.
“Should’ve started with something easier. A bike club when her stamina’s so weak.”
Right after joining, they had a weekend overnight road trip where she pedaled nonstop, so no wonder her muscles were still sore a week later.
“She said she was going to club stuff again today. Wonder if she’ll make it back alive.”
Even rotten mackerel is still mackerel, they say.
She was an Awakener, so she managed somehow, but from our occasional club chats, the physical strain seemed secondary—the real torture was trying to keep up conversations with all the social butterflies.
-Jun-hyuk, save me. They’re talking investments and alumni crap, no room to jump in!
-Aren’t there any other outsiders?
-I asked, they just asked what that meant, so I shut up.
Hang in there, Lee Seo-yeon!
Escape the loner life and become a normal person!
Use this chance to stop over-immersing like last time and confusing reality with anime!
“But now what?”
When there’s nothing to do, what else besides jerking off?
With this body that needs regular release, I stripped down, lay on the sofa, and turned my smartphone back on.
“Getting featured on a site I visit often. How sad is my life.”
Logging into the homepage main screen for ‘Pupil.la’, it greeted me with the ‘Today’s Legend’ page—the most viewed content of the day.
“Having two girlfriends and still jerking off. My life’s legendary.”
We’d shared first times with both, but afterward, it was sexless like some rutted couple.
Not for lack of trying on my part—the situations were just all twisted up.
‘Yu-ra’s practicing strength control while aroused.’
An aroused Yu-ra’s hip thrust could snap me like a twig, so she held back out of worry but said she was training solo and to just wait a bit.
[A little more practice and I’ll get it. You know your big sis loves you, right, Jun-hyuk?]
She swore it wasn’t fading love or anything—she grabbed my hands tight and pleaded it was her issue. Of course I believed her with a smile.
‘Seo-yeon... well, she’ll probably wait until she feels like she’s a match for me.’
Traumatized from school days into loner life, she wanted to change, so I’d wait until she gained confidence and came charging in.
‘Sure, if I pushed harder than now, they’d both cave...’
But they were both trying right now, no need to force it.
“So today’s jerk-off day too.”
Self-mocking my lot, I started browsing for good porn comics.
“Hmm, lots of good stuff up.”
Even in my past life, similar sites existed, loaded with stuff everyone hated.
Like BL or guys getting dominated by girls.
Back then, those got mosaic covers with comments like ‘LOL trash’ or ‘Die, you degenerates jerking to this.’
Not much different now.
“Excellent.”
Just BL turned to GL.
Guy-sub stuff flipped to girl-sub.
[Ew, dizzying.]
[Who keeps uploading this crap?]
[Why make retarded shit with that art style? Stop wasting talent!!!]
By my standards, those were no different from past-life comics.
“First shot with this one.”
I’d adapted enough to this era to try guy-sub stuff, but porn comics maximize sexual fantasies, so the sheer volume of unbearable sub material kept my hand away.
But the ones women here called disgusting? They evoked nostalgia from past-life comics—truly excellent.
‘No wonder I’ve been into comics more than vids lately?’
Vids, even dominant-guy ones, have body gaps, lukewarm talk and action lacking power. Comics? Identical to my past life—perfect.
[Great read today ^^ Thanks, blew a good load.]
└[Crazy bitch... jerking to this.]
└[Troll LOL. Don’t lie. Who watches this?]
Stirred some agro in comments and finished a round, but it wasn’t enough.
“Legend page time?”
Weird stuff aside, solid story-driven pure-love hits often topped it, so I checked—yep, the latest in my favorite series proudly held #1.
“Oh... Academy girl’s diagonal-back-guy new release.”
Quick summary: Guy and girl enter Hunter academy, bicker endlessly, gradually fall for each other—classic pure love.
As a porn comic, though, the art wasn’t shojo—it rendered skin texture, sweat drops, expressions all hornily, huge popularity.
“Last chapter ended with mutant monster ambush during Gate training beyond their rank. How’s it resolve?”
Curious, I dove in.
Healer-skill guy had no mana left for more heals; exhausted girl lay collapsed; both barely covered, story started.
[No other way. Rescue team’s an hour out. It’ll find us first.]
[No, there is a way. Gun-woo, please. Impregnate me.]
...Excuse me?
Author? Drunk while plotting?
“No way, pregnancy out of nowhere?”
What bullshit is this?
Even guy MC looked resolute like no other choice, and they started fucking.
“Pure love all the way then sudden wacky drift?”
Post-sex, instant conception—she overcame fatigue and injury, powered up, beat the mutant.
Wackiness level unmatched.
Unbelievable betrayal from the author—checked comments seeking commiseration, but all praise.
[Whoa! Solved like that. Thought MC’s family trauma meant no full commitment, now I’m hooked for next.]
[No way he breaks up over unresolved trauma?]
[Expecting preggo girl to dote on him more, overcome together.]
This normal? Or am I the weirdo?
Everyone loving it, I researched if 100 years changed pregnancy physiology.
Realized I was the odd one.
[From conception, women’s bodies absorb mana for two. Theories: mana recognizes embryo as life, absorbs via linked mother; or protects fetus by boosting absorption/adaptation during pregnancy. Unproven.]
Yeah, something felt off.
Even reversed gender era, pregnancy hinders activity, right?
Not just desk jobs—women do heavy labor too, so maybe quit when pregnant? Nope, no need.
“Even non-Awakeners get 2x+ strength/stamina during pregnancy.”
Plus, even mana distribution around abdomen strengthens it, slashes miscarriage risk from impacts.
“Why didn’t school teach this?”
Mandatory sex ed, right?
“...Come to think, I slept through sex ed every time.”
Figured I knew it all.
Hmm, all my fault.
“Fair enough. Knowledge gained.”
Not just reversed genders—mana-reversed era with special quirks, re-realized.
“Hmm, back to immersion now.”
Pride in new knowledge aside.
Finish the fap.
“Whew, refreshing.”
Ritual done, nothing left, so off to the cafe for fun.
“If I were a bad boss, staff faces would sour like they ate shit?”
Good boss gets ‘missed you’ treatment.
Not just visiting—gauging staff opinion of me.
“Everyone doing well?”
“Boss? Isn’t today your day off?”
Lucky—they were surprised, not sour.
Some even happy—reputation solid.
“Perfect timing! Weekend rush is insane! Since you’re here, help out!”
...Just excited for free labor?
Day off, yet shoved into coffee-making.
Yeah, that’s friendly boss, family-like workplace.
‘Yeah, yeah. Definitely not getting played as a sucker.’
Brewing coffee, manning counter.
Day off turned work somehow.
“Hmm, not bad actually?”
New customer entered.
Stunner on sight... but...
‘Kinda fierce-looking.’
Sharp, intimidating vibe.
Bad feeling as she spotted me at counter, black straight hair swishing model-walk over.
Judging by face is bad habit, but.
“Got any Luwak here?”
Her order confirmed my hunch.
‘Trouble customer.’