I Didn't Mean for It to Turn Out Like This
“I didn't mean for it to turn out like this...”
Kim Eun-bi realized what she'd done and stared down at her hands. Right in front of her, Kang Sung-gi lay limp and unconscious.
She pressed her trembling fingers under his nose. He wasn't dead, at least.
We were coming out of the dungeon.
She had no idea what circumstances had led Kim Seol-bi and Kang Sung-gi to raid a dungeon together. But she could guess he'd gone in because he'd awakened as a hunter.
It was an impulsive act born of panic, but a hunter wouldn't die from a blow like that. She gazed down at him.
Naked. His body still glistened with moisture, like he'd just stepped out of the shower.
The reason she'd been able to escape Kim Seol-bi was simple: her Stealth ability. She could erase her presence and hide her body completely—not just masking her mana, but turning fully transparent and even passing through walls. On top of that, she had the physical prowess expected of an A-rank hunter.
That's how she'd vanished, shaken off Kim Seol-bi, and followed Kang Sung-gi instead.
She'd tailed him, but had no clue how to approach. While she dithered, he'd headed into the bathroom. The sound of pouring water had made her heart pound.
With her ability, she could've peeked through the door and spied on his shower. But she couldn't bring herself to do it.
As she hesitated, he finished up and stepped out—naked. Without thinking, she'd blurted, “Sorry!” and knocked him out cold.
“Ah...”
Kang Sung-gi's naked body was sexy. His muscles were toned and firm, like he never skipped workouts.
“Huh?”
As she drank in his form like a woman possessed, her eyes dropped to his groin, and she jolted in shock.
It was her first time seeing a man's cock up close. And that thing...
What the hell is that size?
For some reason, Kang Sung-gi's dick was half-erect. And it was huge—way beyond anything she'd imagined.
A guy's dick goes inside a woman, right?
Sex had to work that way, mechanically speaking. Not that she'd ever tried.
Something that big... inside me?
It was hard to believe, but just picturing it made her body heat up.
“Haaah...”
Sung-gi-oppa's cock... in my pussy...
She felt her panties growing wet. So much liquid was flowing that it trickled down her thighs. She clamped her legs together in alarm.
Of course, no one was watching.
What do I do now?
If she'd thought calmly before acting, this wouldn't have happened. But it was too late.
She slipped her hands under his armpits and hoisted him up. He was much taller, but with A-rank strength, handling one grown man was easy.
She hugged him tight—more than necessary, because she wanted to—and carried him to the bedroom.
His place was a cramped studio apartment. She'd figured as much from his job at the Dungeon Management Office. He clearly wasn't rolling in cash.
She hadn't fallen for him because of money, obviously. How could you explain a girl's heart when she was in love? She just liked him, that's all.
If anything, his diligence—living simply in a one-room at his age—made him even more endearing.
“Sung-gi-oppa...”
She laid him on the bed and stared at his face, entranced. Unable to resist, she pressed a kiss to his forehead.
Mwah.
Her light lipstick left a faint mark. She almost wiped it off on reflex, then decided to leave it. Just knowing she'd marked him with her lips made her heart flutter.
As she unconsciously leaned in toward his mouth, she caught herself.
No, that's going too far.
She'd knocked him out by accident, but stealing a kiss? That crossed a line.
Breaking and entering plus assault was bad enough—adding sexual assault would be unforgivable.
Deep down, now that she was here, part of her wanted to go all the way. But what scared her more was him hating her for it.
She might smooth over everything so far somehow.
But not sexual assault.
Besides, if she touched him once, she doubted she'd stop midway. Once she started, she'd go all the way.
“Ugh...”
She felt a tangle of anxiety and frustration. But leaving now? No way. It had been days since she'd last seen him—she wanted him in her sight as long as possible.
Like that, an hour passed, then two, without her even noticing.
“Mm...”
I woke to a heavy ache in my head. The room had grown dim, so quite some time must've passed. I hadn't eaten anything besides the lunch the department store president had provided, so my stomach growled.
More importantly...
A chill draft made me shiver. Glancing down, I realized I was naked on the bed. Weird. I didn't remember coming here and stripping down.
I usually bundled up to save on heating bills before bed. My hair felt damp, too—like I'd toweled off incompletely and let it air-dry. Not my habit.
Was I that exhausted?
Even mostly thanks to Kim Seol-bi, it was my first dungeon raid—and we cleared it. My body must've been hit with unfamiliar fatigue. Maybe I'd collapsed onto the bed without thinking.
Then it hit me: I wasn't alone.
Kim Seol-bi had gone ahead to find her cousin. But she didn't know my door code. If she'd rung the bell, even deep sleep would've woken me.
If not her, then...
I turned toward the faint presence. Strange sounds came from there, too. Sticky, low moans from the dark corner of the room.
I spotted a woman sitting against the wall and froze.
Right!
After the dungeon, I'd showered right away. Stepping out naked, I'd run into someone—Kim Seol-bi's cousin.
She'd joined a few raids and we'd exchanged greetings. But why...?
Remembering she'd attacked and clocked me made my blood run cold. I couldn't move recklessly. Best to play possum and wait.
She must've put me to bed—the one who'd knocked me out.
What the hell is this...?
My eyes adjusted to the dark. Now I saw what Kim Seol-bi's cousin was doing.
Legs spread wide, head thrown back. Drool trickled from her lips; her eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy. Her hand plunged busily between her thighs.
No way...
Was she masturbating? Sneaking into my place, knocking me out, tucking me in, then pleasuring herself?
I couldn't make sense of the situation or her character. Terror swelled; it felt like sleep paralysis.
Then her eyes—shut till now—fluttered open. Her head turned my way. I slammed mine shut.
Slow movements approached.
“Haaah... Sung-gi-oppa...”
Her hot breath and needy voice reached me. She hadn't noticed I was awake, though.
Fingers brushed my bare chest.
“I can't hold back anymore. It's my first time, but...”
Definitely talking to herself. Answering would've been suicide—another hit, straight to the afterlife.
Is she crazy?
From what I'd seen, Kim Seol-bi's cousin seemed normal. Cute and innocent, unlike other hunters—I'd even felt drawn to her. We'd barely talked, but I'd been as polite as possible.
Why me!
Maybe she didn't like me hanging with Kim Seol-bi? If memory served, she was A-rank. My senses had dulled from days around an S-rank, but A-ranks were still pyramid-top elites—true apex predators below the S-rank clouds.
If she wanted, she could snap my neck like a twig.
Her fingers trailed across my chest, leaving something slick. I soon realized: her pussy juices.
Obvious what her busy hand had been doing down there.
The thrill of a cute girl touching my naked body with her masturbation-slick fingers hit me—wildly out of place. Kim Seol-bi and I had fooled around plenty, but some reason always stopped us short. This was pent-up frustration exploding at the worst time.
“Ah!”
She gasped in awe. Then her juice-coated fingers grazed my now rock-hard cock.
Her small palm wrapped fully around the shaft.
“Hngh!”