Status Windows and Na-Young's Burning Cravings
"If I quit the company, what the hell am I gonna live on?"
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Last month's paycheck after taxes didn't even hit 300, but here you'd make several times that just from sex.Smack! "300 after taxes looks like chump change to you? They'll bump it up big time once you get promoted to team lead next year!"
Things will just get busier than now. Your grandfather didn't want you buried in work and unable to have sex. That's why I'm here—to fix that. She shut me down again by bringing up Grandpa. It was all true, so rebutting was tough.
You won't just be having sex here, so don't worry. There's plenty Ji-hoon can do.
"Like what?"
It depends on who you're with, so I can't specify like quests. I'll let you know whenever items drop.
"Items? There are items too?" Quests, items—it was turning into a full game. With sex as the main focus, it had to be an eroge.
Just like you thought, it's similar to a game. Now that the tutorial's done, I'll show you your status window as promised. Say 'status window' in your mind.
I called up the status window in my head, just like Yemina-i said.
"Whoa, it's a real eroge."
Back in middle and high school, I'd gamed hard like the other kids, and even after becoming a manager, I'd kill time with mobile games on set or at the studio. Status windows were familiar, but this one was blatantly sex-focused. No regular stats anywhere—just everything dumped into the smut side.
Your sex skills are what you're good at. No real data, so it's based on potential, but it'll be spot-on. Underworld AI doesn't make mistakes.
Cunnilingus was pussy-licking, rimming was ass-licking, fingering was finger-fucking. Spot on.
"How'd you know my erogenous zones? I don't even know them all."
Body scan pulls it up. You feel the most pleasure there.
The favorite positions nailed it too. Classics from my go-to jerk-off collection.
"Class means job, right? Stuck me as house manager for good."
It's the default once the program kicks in. You and this house are bound by fate now.
Just like that, I became a shut-in. Never imagined it'd happen when I came down here.
"What's the perk?"
You buy altered common senses at the Common Sense Store. Purchased ones and quest rewards go into your Common Sense Inventory.
"If I can buy 'em, why bother with quests? Just purchase."
You think they'd design it that sloppily? Common senses cost points, and you get points from clearing quests.
I could feel the designer's intent to force quests on me. I was about to ask about points, but no need.
Buy common senses from the store for quests, use quest reward points to buy for the next ones. It chains like that.
"Complicated."
You get to fuck hot, tight girls. Worth putting up with.
"Fair enough."
Quick to agree.
"You sound disappointed?"
Had all my comebacks ready, but no chance to use 'em.
She was at the level of enjoying bantering with me now.
Check heroine status windows often too. Same method.
"Heroine means the girls I'll fuck?"
Yep. To raise affection and satisfaction, know everything about them. I'll help with the sex, but you gotta work to win their hearts.
"Got it. Gotta do that much at least."
Agreeing quick again.
"Don't prep comebacks next time."
I called up the heroine status window in my mind.
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It was Na-young's status window. Pretty much like mine, minus a few things.
Only one now, so it pops right up. More heroines, and you'll get a list first. No complaints?
"Complaints?"
Yeah. The house is harem by default, but if you hate it, I can switch to pure love. Limit one heroine though.
"Harem means...?"
Infinite.
"Leave it."
Honest.
No guy hates harems.
Sex skills, erogenous zones, positions, locations—explained those. Heroines have affection and allowed areas too.
Na-young's current allowed area: lips. Unlocked from our kiss, probably.
Lips, breasts, ass, pussy—one unlocked so far. Rest unlock via quests one by one.
"Affection?"
Quest clear rewards. Applies to the house, but affects real affection too, so grind it up. She added sex unlocks at 50+.
Really gotta hustle.
"Sex quests?"
Heroine demands. Random quests—rewards are juicy, so don't miss 'em.
Hearing Yemina-i out, there was more work than expected. Common sense quests, affection/satisfaction management, area unlocks, random quests—not solved just by calling girls over.
Plus help heroines with their troubles. Like at your company.
Company stuff felt like extensions of work, but playing fixer here too? Unexpected. Rewards being sex made it way better though.
Submit your resignation next week. House managing alone will keep you busy.
Like she said, I needed to wrap up company shit somehow. Sounded like no side-hustle after-work gig.
Closing the status, something caught my eye I missed before.
"Affection's so low—does Na-young see me that badly?"
We're tight beyond guy-girl stuff, but 10/100 was harsh.
House-exclusive affection—resets girls under hypnosis. You stay the same. Quest ups cover it, no worries.
Any heroine starts at 10.
Registration adds mild aphrodisiac—they'll think of you outside too. Mostly lewd thoughts.
"That works?"
Yep. Lures 'em back often. Bait.
Lewd thoughts, huh. Wonder how tomboy Na-young, who never saw me as a guy, would react.
In the dark bedroom, lewd moans echoed.
"Hngh, haaah... hngh, hyaaang..."
Jo Na-young, stark naked, masturbated on the bed. Her sensual fingers kneaded her swollen breasts before pinching her eraser-hard nipples, drawing hot moans.
"Haat, haak... haaaang! Just... a bit more..."
Squelch, squelch—her slender fingers rubbed her entrance and clit, chasing climax. Faster strokes, but frustration creased her brow as pleasure stalled.
"Ngh! Hngh...! Haaa... Keep going, more... Ji-hoon, Ji-hoon... haaaaang!!"
Calling her childhood friend's name made her lower belly clench, pussy juice gushing out. Hips bucked like she was peeing, pelvis shuddering before she collapsed limp.
"Haa, haa..."
Glassy-eyed, she stared at her pussy-soaked fingers, glistening like syrup under the dim light.
"Fuck, why'd I cum calling that bastard's name... so embarrassing..."
Kang Ji-hoon, reunited in Seoul after years, had become one fine man. Toned muscles, broad shoulders, handsome face on closer look. His snot-nosed kid speech unchanged.
Untapped lottery ticket?
Pretended drunk to flash some skin—no bite. Still saw her as one of the guys.
Then Grandpa's death hit; she rushed down, stayed till the end, shared drinks before leaving.
What was it?
Just left first after booze, but since, thinking of Ji-hoon made her heart race, cheeks burn. Never fantasized about him while rubbing one out—till tonight, his thick forearms flashing her to bed-soaking orgasm.
I'm losing it!
Pummeled the innocent pillow, rolling around. Crushing on that bear-like guy? Clueless where these feelings came from, Na-young blushed again picturing his solid shoulders.