Chapter 11

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 011

Chapter Title: [SR: Seed of Depravity] ─ To My Close Friend's Girlfriend

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Is there really something good in the level reward free gacha? It guaranteed SR grade or higher, but still!

I couldn't help but shout out loud before calming my skyrocketing excitement.

Either way, it was clearly an incredibly useful card—a great one. Sure, there was a one-year time limit, but honestly, that was more than enough.

But it wasn't a card for Gayoung noona. I didn't want to lower her favorability just to use this.

Cards like this were meant for people who required cards like this.

For example, someone arrogant, rude, or who hated my guts for whatever reason—someone I needed to force into submission.

That's when this card would really shine.

"Phew... calm down. Let's keep the momentum going and hit that 10-pull."

With huge expectations, I tapped for another 10-pull in a row.

And the ten new cards I got were:

The moment I saw the pulled cards, I thought:

Holy shit, jackpot. Totally worth spinning all day while cleaning.

There were only three rare-or-higher cards, but each was a gem. Plus, favorability and lust cards were always useful.

The new lust cards were identical to favorability ones: cap at 90, changes in 10-point increments.

Voyeurism was good but a bit disappointing—only once a day for 5 minutes. Still solid, though.

The aphrodisiac SR was a regret it didn't come sooner. If it'd appeared before sex with Seol-i, I'd have pounded her pussy more instead of her mouth.

Activated and set to permanent On!

And the last one, Seed of Depravity...

"Damn, but using this on Gayoung noona feels like a waste..."

It was a good card, a fun one. But like before, too good to waste on noona. It didn't feel pinpoint perfect for her.

Why? Because noona was already sexless, a lust-burning married woman in her thirties.

I'll think on it more. Heading to volunteer tomorrow anyway—see what I pull then.

Time to wash up and... oh!

"Right, Voyeurism!"

A bit early, but I had to head out early tomorrow anyway. Perfect time to wash and sleep. Then I remembered the new Voyeurism card.

I grabbed my smartphone and used Voyeurism on Gayoung noona. Suddenly, like watching a video from above, her scene appeared.

Having late dinner with Yunho hyung.

"Seonha's always picking up trash around the neighborhood, right? I saw him the other day working so hard I couldn't even say hi~"

"Yeah? Guess that's just his routine."

"The kid seems so kind~ Next time I see him, I wanna pack some side dishes. That okay?"

"Go for it. I come home late or skip a lot anyway, so there's always leftovers."

"Hehe, will do."

"Ahem."

I'd hoped to catch her mid-bath, but instead got unexpected praise.

I pick up trash everywhere for points, but noona noticed... nice.

About two minutes left, but I ended it there. No reason to eavesdrop on their couple talk when she wasn't even undressed.

After washing up, I replied to the dozens of texts from Seol-i during my brief absence, then hit the bed.

The next day, Sunday, I dropped by the orphanage early. Jihoon and his friend would arrive after lunch, but point greed had me up and out right away.

Today's task: care for Minwoo, a level 3 intellectual disability child living here.

Normally not for volunteers like me, but with two staff out today, they were short-handed. I had enough experience.

I couldn't handle worse cases, but this one just needed careful attention.

"Here! Straw goes in!"

"Plug it in there and drink?"

"Yeah! Here!"

"Minwoo, you try first. Then hyung will copy."

"Here!"

"Want hyung to do it?"

"Hyuuung!"

"Hyung's great at it. Watch."

It was basically a patience battle. Listen well, repeat instructions patiently.

Most important: never get angry.

They react sensitively to moods, or you get massive shouting.

Minwoo, abandoned by parents due to his disability, ended up here.

No big emotions from me. Just "that's sad." No different from other kids. No pointless pity.

His disability wasn't severe; consistent care would let him live normally.

The director apologized again today, but for me, focusing solely on Minwoo was actually relaxing.

We drank juice, played blocks, cleaned the table after he flipped his tray—time passed like that.

"As expected of Lee Seonha. Model volunteer."

"You made it?"

Jihoon arrived. I handed Minwoo to a teacher and stood.

"Where's your friend?"

"Bathroom quick. Staff showed her around; we got here ten minutes ago. They were impressed watching you with that kid."

"Just playing. What's the big deal? Where is she? Let's greet the director and start. Kids are finishing meals."

"Sure. Oh, there she comes. Siyoen!"

Stiff from sitting by Minwoo, I stretched and looked where Jihoon yelled.

Honestly, I figured "friend" meant some guy. Jihoon shattered that nicely.

I eyed Jihoon suspiciously as the figure approached slowly from afar.

"...Your friend? For sure?"

"Not exactly a friend."

"Then what?"

"Girlfriend."

"Bullshit."

"For real, you idiot. High school classmate; started dating a few days ago."

"How'd you pull that? And she came for volunteer work? Suspicious."

"Doesn't matter how; she's here."

"Fair."

While chatting with eyes fixed there, a girl with jet-black long hair came running up, bright smile contrasting her calm style.

Taller than expected—maybe 5cm shorter than me. Slender, leggy build matched her height perfectly.

Those legs are insane.

She dashed right up and greeted me.

"Hi! Lee Seonha, right? Heard tons about you~"

"Hey. Knew you were his friend, not girlfriend."

"What? You didn't tell him? You guys are close?"

"Was gonna today. We just started three days ago; how to even say it."

"Hahaha! Right! I'm Yoon Siyoen. Nice to meet you."

Not as hyper as Seol-i, but her easygoing vibe brightened the air. Perfect for fun group hangs.

"Heard what we're doing today?"

"Yeah! Playing with the kids? Wanted real volunteer experience but kept putting off."

"Volunteering's everywhere if you look. Or ask your uni; dozens of links."

"Yeah, but Jihoon mentioned you before. Friend with thousands of volunteer hours—crazy."

"Dude, thousands? Total exaggeration."

"Add it up; you're close to 2,000."

"2,000... maybe possible?"

"Hehe, so I wanted to help his friend while volunteering. Plus, get to know you!"

I got her angle: volunteer once, meet boyfriend's close friend, date under the guise.

Jihoon suggested volunteering Monday; if they started Wednesday, maybe genuine interest.

"Anyway, glad you're here. Staff off, short on hands for little ones."

"Happy to help~ Saw you with that kid earlier—super attentive! Impressed."

"Just playing, told you. Come on. Meal time ending; let's move."

"Got it! Let's go, Jihoon."

"Wonder if I can handle the kids."

"Don't act annoyed. They pick up on it."

"I'll try."

"Fighting~"

We greeted the director, then split to care for kids.

Naps for toddlers, playtime for older ones—no classes on Sunday.

Siyoen matched her energy, playing wildly with kids. Jihoon got dragged around, fleeing to me pale-faced under two hours.

"Kids' stamina is insane. Whoa... I hit the gym, but can't keep up..."

"Even 500 triple lifts won't help."

While watching Minwoo's drawing lesson, I asked Jihoon:

"How'd you two get together?"

"Surprised by your sister-in-law?"

"Shocked."

"Fair. Me too... We were in the same class freshman year?"

"Yeah."

"Clicked great; hung out tons. Even after graduation, into uni."

I thought not clicking with her would be harder, but skipped the jab.

"Wait, engineering uni? Her looks—no boyfriend till now is weirder. Nice grab."

"Dude, get this... We'd had this flirty-not-quite-flirty thing since freshman year."

"Ooh, riding the almost-thang?"

"Yeah. But no way she'd like me. Know the vibe?"

"Perfectly. Go on."

"Stayed ambiguous, had fun. Liked her but hid it—no confession risk."

"Makes sense."

"But she never dated. From high school till now."

"So you went for it?"

"Nah. Two days ago, over volunteer dinner talk, got serious: 'Why no boyfriend?'"

"And?"

"We started dating."

"Crazy—mutual almost-thang?"

"Yup."

Jihoon laughed: "How could I guess she'd like me?" But I figured it was possible.

Not bias—he aced grades, fun personality, decent looks.

Compared side-by-side, maybe lacking, but long-time acquaintances—even odds.

"Post-this drinks to spill this?"

"Yeah. But wiped now."

"Pulled it off. Told you I had plans, no dinner."

"So I spilled. Don't get salty later."

"No salt. Progress far?"

"Started two days ago—what progress? Just held hands."

Same uni, same major, fellow freshman.

Made college more fun.

I blessed Jihoon's romance.

And was grateful.

"Phew... Rested enough. Back to kid duty."

"Good luck. Stuck with Minwoo."

"Phone-scrolling my ass."

As Jihoon walked off.

Watching Siyoen play house with the girls.

I was happy.

One more thing added to what made me happy.