Chapter 11
Chapter 11
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 11
Chapter Title: Something's Definitely Going On. (5)
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"Did you sleep well?"
"Uh, yeah. Slept great?"
"Yeah. This place is way better than the dorms—sleep just came so easily. I love the bed too."
"Glad to hear it."
"It's so nice I could live here forever."
"If that's what you want, it's fine by me."
"Really? You can't take it back later!"
It was my first weekend off since possessing this body. Time had flown by in a blur since then. Thanks to the body's habits, I woke up at seven, still groggy, and headed to the kitchen. There was Seo Ji-hyun, toasting some bread.
"Breakfast is toast. I made some cream of mushroom soup too. Want some?"
"That'd be great. But isn't cooking a hassle? I was just gonna grab something quick."
"It's fine. I kinda like cooking anyway?"
Honestly, I'd planned to just boil some ramen, so I hadn't expected her to make breakfast. And surprisingly, she enjoyed cooking. It was fascinating, discovering these sides of her that the novel never showed—by living together like this. But if she'd already started prepping, what time did she even wake up?
"It's the weekend. You could've slept in longer."
"I just woke up naturally. We both always get up at this time anyway."
"Feels like it's my fault. Sorry about that."
"Like I said before, you don't need to apologize."
No point arguing—it'd just go in circles. So I sat quietly and dug into the toast and soup she'd made. One slice had butter, the other strawberry jam. The mushroom soup was tasty too. Simple food, but good, so I polished it off quick and even did the dishes fast.
With breakfast done and nothing else to do, I plopped on the sofa, staring blankly at the TV. Then Seo Ji-hyun came over and sat beside me.
"No plans or anything?"
"Eh... not really?"
"Wanna go out somewhere? Like a movie or something?"
"Go out? You know we're basically in hiding right now, right?"
"Just wear a hat and mask—no one'll recognize us."
"Still, I'm against it. Bear with me a little longer."
"Tch, fine."
She puffed her cheeks, looking disappointed, but it was a no-go. I wanted to go out too, but if someone grabbed the wrong end of the stick, our plans could fall apart from the start. Lee Seo-woo was basically a celebrity as it was—if we got caught together, it'd spark dating rumors. And if they found out it was Seo Ji-hyun... I didn't even want to think about it.
Still, this felt weird. Dating rumors with a novel character. In any other situation, it might not be so bad. Honestly, she was stunning—true to her illustrations.
As I took a fresh look at her looks, staring a bit, Seo Ji-hyun—who'd been pondering—made a new suggestion.
"Then how about opening up the rooftop?"
"Rooftop?"
"The ocean's right there. We could brew some coffee and pretend we're at a seaside café."
Not a bad idea. Gotta make use of this penthouse, right? When else would I live in a place like this?
"Sounds good. Let's head up."
"Yay! Let's go, let's go~"
She hummed happily as she headed to the kitchen for coffee. Not sure when she'd scoped it out, but she grabbed beans from the cabinet, set them in a filter, filled the kettle with water, and handed it to me as I walked in.
"Here."
"Why give it to me?"
"Warm it up."
"Seriously?"
"Hurry. You're faster with your magic anyway."
"Alright, alright~"
I popped the lid, channeled mana to heat the water. It really was quick. She took the kettle back, poured through the filter to brew the coffee. Once both cups were done, she loaded a tray with them, a fresh filter, beans, and a water bottle, about to carry it all.
I took it instead.
"No need to haul so much."
"I realized we have a way to heat water up there. In case we run low while drinking."
"Such a shameless plan."
"It barely uses any mana. Wish we had hot water on tap."
"You're turning me into a human kettle. Next thing, you'll ask me to grill meat."
"Hey, that's not bad! Should we order some BBQ? Rooftop barbecue party for dinner?"
"You're too much."
"Come on, if it's convenient, that's what counts!"
Her bright smile as she plotted to turn me into a BBQ machine had me hurrying to the rooftop. Smooth wooden handrails lined the spiral marble stairs. Up on the third floor, a glass door came into view. Not fully transparent, but so clean sunlight poured right through.
"Huh, it's not even locked. Should've come up sooner."
"Don't come up too often. They think I live alone."
"I know that much."
Through the door, slipping on slippers, the first thing that hit me was the massive pool. Why did every fancy house have a rooftop pool? Still, it felt good—real rich vibes. I set the tray on a nearby table, popped the parasol, and sat. A cool sea breeze blew in.
"Even the outdoor chairs are top-notch. What was my old place...?"
Tell me about it. What even was the place I'd been living? More like a cat tree than a house.
It was that shift from spring to summer—warm weather, cool breeze. Pure bliss. The house was away from residential areas, so no traffic noise. Just occasional waves crashing as I sipped coffee. Felt like a quiet seaside café. Sure, the facilities here were way better.
We sat in silence, each in our chairs, gazing at the sea and drinking. But after all those sweet café drinks, it felt a bit lacking in sweetness.
"Should've grabbed some sugar."
"Want some?"
"Nah, just feels a little plain."
"Should I go down and get some?"
"No, no need to bother."
"Hmm..."
She pondered at my words, then snapped her fingers like she'd figured it out.
*Snap!*
"How about we feed each other?"
"Seriously?"
We weren't kids—why do something so inefficient as mouth-to-mouth? Wait, that's what she snapped for?
"Trust me and try it. Come on."
She puckered up blatantly, so I figured why not, took a sip of coffee, and leaned in for a light kiss.
Then she grabbed the back of my head. Her tongue dove in aggressively, prying at my lips. I parted them in surprise. The coffee slid down our throats, but she kept going, licking every corner of my mouth like it wasn't enough. For a second, I wondered if she was gonna devour me. Minutes passed like my mouth was being ravaged. Finally satisfied, she pulled back, licking her lips.
"Ha... How was it?"
"That went way beyond 'feeding'."
"Eh, that stuff happens when you're feeding someone. Anyway, sweeter this time?"
"Yeah, seemed like it."
Something felt off, but it definitely tasted sweeter than before.