“Hm?”
“Ah, it’ll all go bad. It’s food. It would be better to just take a picture.”
Wonyoung had a hard time holding back the words “You perverted bastard” that almost came out of his mouth several times. Fine, let’s say taking pictures is okay. But why preserve them in an envelope!
Only then did Wonyoung recall the ‘Narae Collection’ he had seen at Heegang’s house and turned pale. He had been too busy turning off the lights to point it out, but that room was a pervert’s collection space. Why would he have that kind of thing at home?
‘Psycho pervert bastard…’
Wonyoung almost glared at Heegang without thinking and poked his own eyes. He had to complete the mission even by doing this.
“Here, I heated it up at the convenience store. It’s probably cooled down a bit, but personally I think it’s better cold.”
Soon Wonyoung distributed the triangle kimbap while paying as much attention to his speech as possible. As he crouched in front of the table and munched on the triangle kimbap, Heegang stared at him intently.
“What?”
“Mm, because you’re cute. You’re like a hamster.”
[Munch more.]
[Should I also do kkushi-kkushi?]
Looking at the choices that appeared before his eyes, Wonyoung suddenly wanted to quit this shitty mission. No, he just wanted to quit this game itself! …If only he could have done that, he would have long ago.
Instead of wishing for something impossible, he silently pressed the top choice. He didn’t even know what kkushi-kkushi was to begin with, you game creator bastard.
“…”
Munch munch munch. Watching Wonyoung puffing out his cheeks and munching, Heegang clapped his hands.
“Good job, Rae. Pretty. You really look like a hamster.”
It’s not a trick, you bastard!
Wonyoung was rather fortunate that he couldn’t say anything because his throat was blocked by the triangle kimbap. Perhaps it was just his mood, but today the triangle kimbap tasted bitter.
‘It’s only 12 o’clock now…’
This was an impossible mission. It was only just past morning and he was already completely exhausted. Wonyoung dry-washed his face.
“…What are you doing, Heegang-ah?”
“Hm? Ah, there’s hair.”
“You don’t need to clean it up. I’m going to sweep later…”
For reference, this house didn’t even have a vacuum cleaner. So Wonyoung was currently saving up for a vacuum cleaner.
‘Right, let’s think about the vacuum cleaner. If I save until next month, I can buy a decent vacuum cleaner…’
Then suddenly, Wonyoung saw something. And.
“Hey!”
Hey. It was a sincere shout that surged up from the very depths of Wonyoung’s organs. For a moment, the thought that he was screwed flashed through Wonyoung’s mind.
[This is a statement inappropriate for the character. Warning 1. When warnings accumulate above a certain number, a penalty will be imposed.]
[Mission failed.]
[A penalty will be given for mission failure.]
[Penalty Level 3 ‘Forced Correction’ will be activated.]
“Eeeng! Heegang-aaa!”
Wonyoung covered his mouth at his tantrum that was originally supposed to be a curse. Tears blurred his vision. To have to make this damn nasal voice again.
“Rae, what’s wrong?”
“Why are you collecting hair…?”
That’s right! Well, he thought this crazy bastard was cleaning up someone else’s hair, but wasn’t he putting it in his pocket! How could he not be angry about this? How could he not yell?
System! Please have some humanity!
“Because it’s pretty, I want to keep it.”
Heegang smiled brightly while saying a line that sounded like an advertising slogan. If what he wanted to keep wasn’t his hair, even Wonyoung might have been moved by the scene.
“I wish you’d throw it away.”
“…Really? You don’t like it?”
“It’s not that I don’t like it…”
‘Yes, I don’t like it, you bastard! Throw it away!’
“But that’s fallen hair, so it’s kind of like that. I’ll give you the hair that’s attached here! How about it?”
‘When did I ever say that!’
Wonyoung felt like he was really going to burst. If the situation had allowed, he might have beaten the ground and wailed. He had only said ‘Don’t pick up useless things like my hair.’ Why did that become donating attached hair?
Is this abangsu? Then I still have a long way to go. Wonyoung thought that while shedding tears in his heart.
“You mean for me to pull out your hair?”
“Yeah, I’ll give it to you. I have a lot of hair.”
That was bullshit. Every single strand of hair was precious and valuable. However, Wonyoung’s words of “No no, I don’t like it, I said no” were being corrected to “Quickly quickly.”
Heegang also looked somewhat surprised, but soon approached Wonyoung happily. Then he stood by Wonyoung’s head with his knees up.
“It hurts, so you have to pull gently.”
Wonyoung was now thinking that he should have just somehow succeeded in the mission. For a moment, he had forgotten that the panty-man Narae incident happened because of forced correction while indulging in the comfort of the game. Stupid Heo Wonyoung. You deserve it.
Soon Heegang’s two hands wrapped around Wonyoung’s head. Wonyoung squeezed his eyes shut. To be personally giving his hair to a pervert. It was truly tragic.
But Heegang pulled so gently that there was no feeling of pulling at all.
‘No, more than that…’
As Wonyoung thought that, something soft touched the top of his head. When Wonyoung opened his eyes, he could see Heegang’s shoulder and Adam’s apple. And soon Heegang removed his lips and looked down at Wonyoung.
“It’s troublesome for me because you’re so good like this.”
“…Is it bad to be troublesome?”
“Yeah. Because it’s hard to hold back.”
“If you don’t hold back?”
“Is it okay not to hold back?”
Wonyoung repeated “No no no no no,” but of course it had no effect.
“Mmm, I’m not sure, but maybe it’s okay?”
At those words, a small laugh spread.
Wonyoung shouted inside. Die, Narae! Die!
Hello, people of the world! Please help me! At this rate, we’re really going to kiss!
Then, eventually seeing Heegang getting closer, Wonyoung closed his eyes without realizing it. But he couldn’t do it with his eyes open! Just do it. Let’s just do it! He felt like it would happen someday anyway!
Wonyoung had now reached the stage of resignation.
And in fact, if it hadn’t been for the sound of knocking on the door, Wonyoung would have kissed Heegang.
Bang bang bang! At the sound of knocking on the old door, Wonyoung’s shoulders jumped. And before Wonyoung could even stand up, the door opened.
“Hyung, you didn’t even lock the door? Why does the door just open… Rae hyung?”
Siyeon saw Wonyoung and Heegang standing at a precarious distance and his eyes became fierce.
“What’s this?”
At the chilly low tone, Wonyoung’s body flinched. Wonyoung hurriedly stood up from his seat.
“S-Siyeon-ah.”
“Hyung, who the hell is this bastard?”
Siyeon asked coldly. Wonyoung tried to approach him but paused at the no less cold tone heard from behind him.
“Where does a third-rate thug dare to talk to me? How disgusting.”
Setting aside how Heegang knew Siyeon’s identity, the two had an atmosphere as if they would hit each other at any moment.
“Even if I’m third-rate, I’m confident I can rip your throat out well.”
“Try it, then. Before that, I’ll cut off that cheeky tongue of yours first.”
Wonyoung knew. These guys would really kill each other and more. Because they’re a thug and a psychopath!
“Stop it, guys…”
But right now he was caught in the damn forced correction, and the game went even further and gave Wonyoung a status abnormality.
[Rae’s status, surrounded by two handsome men, has become ‘Enchanted.’ Cuteness is added to speech and behavior.]
[Status: Enchanting (*￣3￣)╭]
What if more cuteness is added! Isn’t he living cuteness itself?!
But it was one mountain after another. Siyeon and Heegang each grabbed one of Wonyoung’s arms and growled at each other.
“Rae hyung, I’m asking who this bastard is. Why are you hanging out with this kind of third-rate entertainer, someone like hyung?”
“What do you mean someone like Rae? What do you know about Rae? I even know what Rae ate for dinner yesterday.”
‘What? That crazy stalker bastard.’
Does he now memorize other people’s dinner menus? Wonyoung glared at Heegang, but even when he widened his big eyes, it only served to appeal cuteness. Heegang naturally returned that appeal with an eye smile.
Soon Siyeon, who had flared up at the off-point eye exchange, interjected with a rough tone.
“Don’t spout bullshit.”
“…Bullshit?”
He snorted at Heegang’s eerie question and asked Wonyoung.
“Hyung, this bastard looks exactly like a sociopath or something, should I take care of him?”
“Uh, mm? Take care? What do you mean by that, Siyeon-ah?”
Of course, Wonyoung had never said such stupid things. He had only said, “What do you mean take care, Ki Siyeon.”
But before he could say anything more, his body was pulled toward Heegang.
“You look like you’re going to die tomorrow. It would be better to kill you before you get our Rae involved. Right, Rae?”
“Uh… don’t do that and let’s get along. Okay?”
Wonyoung showed off Narae’s premium cuteness that only he didn’t know about, asking “Okay? Okay?” At that cuteness, Siyeon, who had softened a bit, sighed once and shot at Heegang.
“You said you know hyung well, but you don’t know hyung’s taste? Do you know how much hyung likes my body?”
“What?”
“He touches my chest whenever he gets a chance, so at night I can’t even sleep…”
“S-S-S-S-Siyeon-ah! That kind of talk is embarrassing!”
Wonyoung quickly covered Siyeon’s mouth while cursing bitterly inside.
‘Damn, can’t we do something about Ki Siyeon’s perversion? When did I touch his chest whenever I got a chance?’
But in the meantime, this time Heegang’s mouth attacked without giving an opening.
“Hmm, that can’t be. Rae likes me. Naturally so. Because I matched everything to Rae’s taste. Hair color, shape, skin tone, eye color, clothes, everything.”
‘Stop it, you even worse pervert!’
Wonyoung shouted that, but due to forced correction, it only changed to the pathetic sound of “Heegang-ah, stop it.” This damn abangsu!
‘Why are all the game characters perverted bastards? System! System, come out!’
Then, there was a person who appeared instead of the System that Wonyoung was desperately looking for.
