The Spoiled Pet
I needed a reason to act spoiled toward Sehyun. ‘It’s hard to easily do things I don’t usually do.’ If I compare it to a game, it’s initiating. I need to cut off the starting line of the spoiled behavior well.
After finishing our morning training, we collapsed in the living room as usual. I secretly observed Sehyun and looked for an opportunity. ‘How should I start the spoiled behavior?’
Should I push him with “Hug me” like a flying squirrel? Then it would be treated as ordinary nonsense. It would turn into an ordinary brawl rather than spoiled behavior. ‘Ugh... It’s difficult.’ The feeling of becoming an alchemist designing a sophisticated chemical formula. If I deviate even a little, the spoiled behavior fails. I can’t escape the framework of a shallow relationship. We’re just innocent ball friends.
“Yo, Sehyun-ah.”
“...Why?”
The approach of bringing myself up is bland. I need to throw out a stimulating topic first. Then create a situation where I can act spoiled.
“So, what do you think of Myoa?”
That’s why I threw out an unexpected topic of interest. To make Sehyun react positively.
“She’s talented. She’s overflowing with potential as a hunter. Maybe in a few years, she’ll be a better hunter than me...”
“No, not that. You idiot!”
I scolded Sehyun who had no sense of tact.
“Then what?”
“As a woman!”
For several days, the relationship between the two has progressed rapidly. At first, Sehyun was uncomfortable with Myoa, but gradually adapted to her. Like a superior who has attached affection to a new recruit. Then, it gradually develops into a crush.
“...Hmm? I don’t know.”
“Don’t back out now! Spill it to me. You trust your hyung?”
I subtly narrowed the distance between Sehyun and me. So I can spoil him anytime. ‘Sigh. Sorry, Myoa. Using you as an excuse to satisfy my selfish desires.’ But it’s okay to be at ease. Because I’m borrowing Sehyun as a man. It’s on the line of friendship. There’s no one who has borrowed Sehyun as a woman yet.
“No, I don’t think much of it because Myoa is a sincere disciple-like person.”
“Sehyun-ah, why do you keep doing this to me? Just, like, just, will you try it with jajangmyeon?”
I interrogated Sehyun like a dating coach.
“You, hiding some scheme again?”
Sehyun glared at me displeasedly. The eyes of a troublemaker who suspects a new recruit who has just been released from quarantine. Am I the black villain? The trust level is at the bottom.
“Myoa is cute.”
“...Really?”
Sehyun’s reaction is pathetically weak. Even a flat-chested person would have clearer self-expression than him. What kind of attitude is this indifferent monk towards women?
I stared at Sehyun intently. Like a British detective who figures out the client’s secret just by observation.
“You, can’t even look at Myoa’s face properly because you’re shy? You little pervert.”
And I drew a reasonable conclusion. It’s not indiscriminate abuse. There’s some basis for speculation. ‘If I can’t even notice Myoa’s cat ears so far, there’s some truth to it.’
Myoa is trying to hide her cat ears somehow. By pressing the hat down hard to cover the ears. But when I see Myoa, it’s obvious. Because the cat ears express their existence every moment. Sehyun has been next to her all this time without noticing. That’s evidence that he can’t face her face properly.
“W-what? So what? ...I can’t look at it either.”
“You’re confessing it. You little pervert.”
“Shut up.”
I clicked my tongue pityingly. That’s why Sehyun can’t win a beauty. In other words, it’s an unpleasant, uncomfortable story that ends up making his forehead wrinkle. But it’s the truth. I murmured like an explanation storyteller at some party.
“It’s a shame. Poor thing. I can’t face the face with a cute person like Myoa.”
“It doesn’t matter. ...To my eyes, you’re cuter.”
“Yeah, yeah. Self-rationalization. I know when I say it’s not my type, and now I’m flattering.”
Did you think I’d fall for such sugary talk? I calmly brushed off Sehyun’s antics. He was talking big without even facing the face.
“...I know. Anyway, even if I tell you, you won’t believe it.”
Sehyun muttered dissatisfiedly.
“Of course I don’t believe it. You’re saying that because you really can’t see a cute woman.”
A male frog in a well. Thanks to that, my plan was half-baked. ‘I was trying to do various things under the pretext of dating consultation for Myoa—!’ The plan to pet her, hug her, or praise her good points collapsed. What to do, you. It’s really not working.
Frustrated, I decided to take on the role of a dating coach.
“Yo, Lee Sehyun. I’ll tell you about women.”
“Who are you telling about who?”
“I’m telling you. You idiot.”
The face of someone who got the subject and object wrong. Throw it away. I’m better than you. Ugh, you screen bastard.
“You bastard, talking about tutoring idiots and then collapsing.”
The student’s attitude is very bad. If it were Hogwarts, points would have been deducted. The student hasn’t even started learning.
“Still, I have qualifications?”
“Where do you see it?”
“You don’t get it when you look at my body? I’m a woman. It’s perfect to tell you about women.”
I twisted my body seductively like a sexy model. Kya hot. Just to mess around, I added a slight wink.
“Are you shooting a Screwva ad?”
“Khehehe. It seems like you want my sole to smash your groin like a tonkatsu.”
Ruthless kid. Your stomach is full. Even with a devoted educator like me, you complain.
“Enough. How does that help?”
“It’s enough to use it. When dealing with a cute person like Myoa.”
I suddenly thrust my face towards Sehyun. Like a middle boss suddenly appearing in the hero party.
“W-what?”
“Test. Mr. Lee Sehyun! Your balls aren’t just free decorations, right? Then prove it with skill!”
I shouted fiercely like a bad teacher in a training camp.
“What do you want me to do?”
“Seduce me as a man.”
If successful, you can graduate. I commanded like a teacher giving the final trial.
“...Will that work? Against you.”
Sehyun glared at me as if dizzy. What? The face of a protagonist who gives up like he’s losing an event-based battle.
“Think of it as TRPG! I’m the game master, and I’m simulating romance.”
No table, but anyway, it’s a role-playing game. Be faithful to the roles assigned to each person.
“Wait, wait. Gym clothes aren’t great? Wait. I’ll change and come back.”
Disheveled clothing breaks immersion. I tidied my messy hair and declared strategy time. Somehow, it felt exciting. Memories of playing with Sehyun in childhood came to mind.
I put on a white shirt and a tie, and wore a suit skirt. ‘White shirt is oversized on my body, and the tie is for men, but it’s not bad.’ I used limited clothing to give off a school uniform feel. ‘For fun, I should buy a few cosplay clothes later.’
After preparing, I reappeared in the living room with a plop. Sehyun was sitting on the sofa with a restless face. The face of a sympathizer waiting for lovers’ shower in the suite room. He’s tense against me. Newbie.
“Siha, why are you so full of motivation!?”
“It’s all for you. Of course.”
“You’re not just trying to mess with me, right?”
“I can’t stand cheeky little brats like you.”
I brushed Sehyun off like a villain caught in an illegal experiment.
“You sometimes brazenly do things that are hard to handle. Even now, if you stop...”
“Yo, look. Isn’t this similar to our school’s female uniform?”
The tie color happened to be similar in tone. I conveyed the surprising discovery to Sehyun.
“Y-yes, it is.”
“Good. I’m realizing the romance I couldn’t do in school days. I got a reward for having a good friend.”
Sehyun agreed without thinking. I didn’t miss the flow. As expected, role-playing requires immersion.
“Really? I don’t understand the situation yet...”
“I’m your junior. You like that side too? My birthday is a few months late, so I used a favor, hyung.”
“Seol Siha, listen to what I say!”
Sehyun protested loudly, but I brushed it off easily. With this, the board was set. I completed the environment where I can act spoiled toward Sehyun.
‘I want to recover my confidence by acting spoiled on you.’ If I just push it, it would be embarrassing between ball friends. So I made the situation complicated. Like creating a set for a hidden camera.
Well then, ready, action.
“Sehyun-senpai.”
I called Sehyun cutely. You like this kind of beautiful girl, right?
“Ugh...! You, you, really...!”
Outwardly angry, but the eyes show that your taste was hit. Ah, how to endure the junior attribute in school uniform.
“You called me out with a letter because you had something to say.”
I threw the perfectly prepared situation to Sehyun. Your turn. Now, how will you respond?
“Ya, yaya yaya yaya!? Don’t run away!”
From the first scene, NG. Sehyun tried to escape. I became a stalker and arrested Sehyun on the spot.