The Hero and Laha's Date: A Fishy Kiss and the Date's End?
Day 4.
The hero Park Yeon was satisfied with the current situation.
Right after arriving in this world, they'd encountered a formidable foe, but thanks to his preparations, they'd passed through without crisis.
The people who seemed to rule this world were polite and respectful toward the hero's party.
There were no crises like Mount Taeo, and they were living a luxurious life befitting royal guests.
His companions were pleased with the situation too, so the hero felt at ease.
"Hero! Have you been waiting?"
In the V-floor lounge, the hero waiting there turned at the voice calling him.
"Laha. Your outfit..."
"What do you think? Too pretty, right? Doesn't it suit me perfectly? Hahaha! Praise me! Worship me!"
Laha wore a black dress that clung tightly to her body.
It accentuated her voluptuous figure and highlighted her natural beauty, leaving the hero speechless for a moment.
"...Hero! I get that you're stunned by my beauty, but shouldn't you say something soon? Even in the most gentle nation, this might make them angry."
"...Laha. It suits you so well. Honestly, you're so beautiful it surprised me."
"Heehee. Good. If thou desirest, we can cancel the date and head straight to the bedroom."
"Let's do the date first. We have plenty of time."
Park Yeon and Laha headed down to the second floor, where the bakery cafe was.
The V-floor had been reserved exclusively for the hero's party, so aside from staff, they wouldn't run into anyone else.
But when moving between floors for other services, they'd naturally encounter other people.
"Darling. What are you looking at?"
"Uh... me? No. I was just amazed by your horns and tail..."
"Is that so? From my view, your gaze hasn't left my breasts."
The hero's companions drew men's stares wherever they went.
"Tsk tsk. All men are the same! I like that my hero is different, but if you're too stone-walled, I might start doubting your manhood."
"Haha. I'll make it up to you someday. Just wait a little."
The two entered the bakery cafe and took a seat.
"This one. And this one, and this... Argh! Whatever, just give me one of everything by type!"
Laha ordered boldly from the menu.
As the ordered items arrived one by one, Laha devoured the food voraciously.
"Eat slower. With the dimensional travel aftereffects, your body's no stronger than an ordinary person's right now. I'm worried you might get sick."
The hero wiped the cream from her mouth with a tissue as he spoke.
"Munch munch. Hero. Art thou truly worrying that I, the half-human half-dragon Laha, might overeat? Ha! Preposterous. This body can handle seven meals for lunch!"
She looked human, but half her essence was dragon.
This amount of food was very healthy and ideal for her.
"More importantly, Hero! When wilt thou make me thy mate? Thou hast not forgotten our first promise, hast thou?"
"Once the Demon King is defeated, I shall become thy bride. Thy mate. That was the promise... but I didn't ask for it, did I?"
"...Gasp! Hero. Dost thou not need me? Now that the Demon King's fallen, thou hast no use for a gluttonous pig-dragon like me?"
"No! That's absolutely not it! I just need a little more time! Laha, you're my precious companion, and honestly, I love you as a woman too!"
Whispers.
The people in the bakery cafe all turned to stare at the hero and Laha.
The hero flushed with embarrassment, while Laha blushed at his words.
A woman approached the awkward pair.
"Ahaha! Park Yeon-ssi. Hi! But wow, this is unexpected. I didn't think you were the type to confess publicly in a place like this!"
Han Yuna.
The S-class hunter they'd met at the SS-class gate upon first arriving in this world.
"Hi. Nice to see you again. Do you need something from me?"
"Ahahat. Hero-nim's only sweet to his girl, huh? You're colder than I expected. It deflates my ego. Hing."
Han Yuna closed the distance with her natural friendliness.
Laha couldn't comprehend what was happening right in front of her.
"What do you think you're doing? Can't you see I'm on a date with the hero? Wanna go a round?"
"Ahahat! Sorry for making it seem that way. The Hunter Association probably covered the reward for clearing the SS-class gate, but we who were saved there also wanted to show a little gratitude."
Han Yuna handed over a bunch of expensive-looking items.
Laha's draconic instincts wouldn't let her chase off someone offering tribute.
Laha, who'd been watching the two uncomfortably, looked at her terminal at the alert sound.
Her mind grew hazy, consciousness sinking low.
"...Excuse me a moment."
Laha stood with a blank face and left the table.
"...Oh no. That was really rude to the lady. Sorry for interrupting your date. Please tell Laha-ssi I'm sorry too."
"She'll understand there was no other intent."
"Oh? There might be a little other intent. Fufufu."
Han Yuna smiled with her eyes and handed Park Yeon a note.
"This is my terminal number. I'm so curious about what kind of person the hero is. Contact me when you have time."
Han Yuna left the bakery cafe with a wink.
'No intention of calling... but it'd be a waste to throw it away. I'll keep it.'
Park Yeon pocketed the note with Han Yuna's contact and waited for Laha to return.
"Is that woman gone?"
Laha returned after about ten minutes.
"Yeah, she left. She said sorry for interrupting the date."
"Hmph! So she knew it was an interruption. Hm? Hero, why art thou looking at me like that?"
Laha, who'd briefly left her seat.
It was natural to assume she'd gone to the bathroom.
But Laha's aura had subtly changed after coming back from the bathroom.
Her bangs were damp with sweat, her hair overall disheveled.
Her body was feverish, the beautiful black dress soaked with sweat.
A faint blush colored her face, her breathing slightly ragged.
'Horny and frustrated? Laha looks extra hot today.'
The hero spoke without showing his inner thoughts.
"It's nothing. You look sweaty. You're not feeling ill, are you?"
"If my body's off, I just need to eat more! Hero, no appetite for cake anymore, so let's go for lunch!"
The two went to the hotel's in-house steakhouse for lunch and ate 20 servings.
"This place has so many delicious things, it's great! Now, let's watch a movie. Lily recommended Christmas Lunatic Horror Selection as perfect for dates! Let's go!"
It was a small theater prepared for hotel guests.
Laha entered the theater arms full of snacks.
"Ahaha! What's this idiot movie? It's so stupid it's hilarious!"
Popcorn, nachos, hot dogs, butter-grilled squid, and more. Laha munched away happily while watching.
The movie wasn't suited for a romantic date.
Christmas lovers. Accidental murder. A chain of killings to cover up the crime.
Everything was clumsy and ridiculous, so Laha took it as a comedy clown flick rather than thriller horror.
Clown movies in Laha's world were cruel and absurd too.
"Urgh. Excuse me a moment."
Mid-movie, Laha left her seat again.
'Eats a ton, so bathroom breaks are frequent?'
The hero brushed it off lightly.
Even if Laha was bold and carefree, she was fundamentally a woman. He wouldn't pry about bathroom issues.
"Pardon the absence."
Ten minutes later, Laha returned.
Her hair was a bit mussed, so Park Yeon reached out to smooth it.
"Hero... thou touched first."
Laha could no longer hold back at that affectionate touch.
She pressed her lips to the hero's as he drew close.
Chuwup.
An intense deep kiss from the start.
Laha fixed his face with both hands to prevent escape, crashing their lips harder.
Churulup.
Laha licked Park Yeon's lips with her tongue. She persistently tapped his sealed lips until they parted stickily.
Chururup. Chu chu.
His lips opened to her tenacious prodding.
Their tongues entwined, breaths mingled. Pulses felt, the other's heat igniting her own.
Laha didn't release Park Yeon's lips until the movie ended.
"Puha..."
Their connected lips parted, a transparent thread of saliva stretching.
'Sweet... with a slightly fishy taste.'
The hero's impression of the sticky kiss.
The sweetness was from her snacks. The fishiness from the grilled squid?
That's how the hero interpreted it.
"My throat's parched. Shall we have one last drink at the wine bar?"
He couldn't remember a thing about the movie.
The two left the theater and sat at the wine bar in a corner of the V-floor lounge.
"...One more glass."
They focused on the drinks more than conversation.
An unnamed wine, but its taste rivaled what kings drank.
One glass, two. The empties piled up.
"Laha. Drink in moderation..."
The worried hero tried to stop her.
Laha downed the glass in her hand and stared straight into his eyes.
"Hero Park Yeon. I love thee. Enough to give my whole life, my entire heart, without regret."
"..."
"I know not what makes thee hesitate... But I believe there's naught we cannot overcome together. Please, embrace me. Make me thy mate."
Laha's eyes gazing at Park Yeon were clear, untouched by drink.
The hero's response to Laha's confession...
'Fuck! This ain't right! This is straight-up NTR!'
Park Chunsik, who'd sneakily tailed and observed Park Yeon and Laha.
Her confession tore at his chest.
'You fucking bitch. Out on a date with that guy, my cum stuffed full in your pussy with a pussy plug, mouth thoroughly brushed with my semen, kissing that dude! After all my love, you confess to him?'
Park Chunsik felt the world's greatest injustice.
In his mind, he wasn't the NTR victim—Park Yeon was.
'Slutty whore. About to go fuck that guy now? Our fucks were just play? I won't accept it! No fucking way!'
Park Chunsik sent a hypnosis-laced message.
He risked exposure, but Laha ignored whatever her terminal said.
'Ha... I loved you, you fucking bitch. Starting tomorrow, I'll treat you worse than a meat toilet.'
As Park Chunsik tried to steel himself and accept it...
"Sorry. Wait a little longer."
Park Yeon rejected Laha.
