Chapter Index

    Darae woke up, blinked his watery eyes and started to understand the situation.

    [You said I was yours… right…?]

    [Kiss… You won’t give it to me?]

    “Ugh….!!!”

    It was an extremely shameful memory for a single person who thought love was a chemical reaction of hormones including oxytocin and dopamine.

    For a moment, I was shaking my feet and shaking.

    Darae realizes something is strange.

    ‘uh…?’

    The space filled with pure white beds looked like a hospital room at first glance, but there were no important caregivers.

    ‘No..? Is this real? ‘It’s a dream…?!’

    It’s so sweet… No, you didn’t ask me to make a shameful confession?!

    I try to pull the ball straight, but…

    “Ah!!!”

    It just hurts.

    I wonder if this is how a wife felt as she looks at her husband who fell asleep on the first night. The unimaginable neglect of this play makes my head pound.

    I slightly raised my body and looked around, but all I could see was a white bed.

    We urgently check the wound on his neck. Fortunately, there is gauze wrapped around it.

    ‘Ha… First of all, it’s true that Hanseong is okay, right?’

    If you think about it with common sense, it would be natural to be taking care of her if nothing had happened.

    then…

    Darae’s imagination began to take an increasingly negative turn.

    “Oh…probably not.”

    “Hey? Is there anyone???”

    I shake my head, shake off bad thoughts, and scream out loud while looking for people.

    thud.

    At that moment, Hanseong bursts open the door and appears.

    The moment I look at that face, a sigh of relief comes out.

    “Ha…Thank goodness.”

    “Why? What’s going on?! Are you feeling unwell?”

    Instead of feeling sick, my skin is glowing thanks to how well I ate and slept.

    ‘…Are you sure you weren’t worried?’

    I feel sad and even distraught.

    Darae’s shoulders slump and even her lips stick out.

    “Ah… No, it’s not like that.”

    “I was really worried because I didn’t wake up all night… I’m glad.”

    “…Did you watch it all night?”

    “Of course.”

    Darae’s lips parted painfully at the lie she spat out without even putting saliva on her lips.

    “Did you? Let’s watch a little longer…”

    “Why were you upset because I wasn’t there when you woke up?”

    “Slightly..?”

    As she briefly licks her tongue, Hanseong chuckles and lightly strokes her head.

    “Slightly?”

    “…a little bit much!”

    Darae’s heart flutters at the slightest interest in what she did or heard.

    ‘You don’t hate it…?’

    She succeeds in timid charm and secretly likes him.

    Thump thump

    Thump thump

    Hanseong sits down on the edge of the bed, so much so that he can almost hear his heartbeat.

    Darae loved this moment.

    ‘Is this the power of hormones…?’

    Actinidia can freely regulate all hormones in the human body.

    She could feel her body’s reactions more intuitively than anyone else.

    Phenylethylamine, which is released when one is in passionate love, continues to be secreted.

    And that hormone starts a chain reaction.

    “Hand.”

    “….Ugh. Hand.”

    When physical contact is made, the amount of oxytocin rises vertically.

    ‘Ugh… Joe, it comes out a little bit….’

    It’s a little embarrassing because it feels like his abilities are showing how much he loves Hanseong.

    “Does the wound on your neck hurt? First of all… I heard there will be scars.”

    “It’s okay! That…”

    “Is it mine?”

    Hanseong easily spits out words he cannot say out of embarrassment.

    Darae, who felt embarrassed like a girl in front of love, just nodded quietly.

    “It can be treated.”

    There is a Minister of Health who can secrete healing fluid, so if you cut the flesh and treat it, the wound will heal.

    To be honest, Hanseong’s true intention was that he did not want to receive treatment.

    Darae also felt the same way.

    “Is it okay? A wound this bad… it’s just a memory.”

    “Really?”

    Just holding hands makes me feel happy.

    “What about Hanseong? are you okay…? Have you come back completely?”

    “You know…”

    His suddenly low voice fills me with tension.

    no way….

    “I… want to bite someone.”

    “Do you want to bite? Where?! how much?! Is it so unbearable?”

    Are there any aftereffects of becoming a man-eating zombie?

    While I was worrying about everything, Hanseong actually laid Darae down on Darae’s bed and climbed on top of her.

    Hitting a wall in bed.

    Darae’s heart is busy racing without even understanding the situation.

    “You.”

    “…Me? Is it for water…?”

    “If allowed.”

    Maybe it was because he was high on oxytocin, but his low voice sounded so sweet that Darae nodded as if she was under some kind of hypnosis.

    “Yes… ask. Because I’m yours…”

    Hanseong’s face slowly approaches his neck.

    I’m tensing my whole body and preparing for the pain that will follow… .

    “Ang!!”

    Only a light tingling sensation can be felt in the left shoulder.

    “Well… I’m asking just in case… Are you really kidding me?”

    “Uh!”

    I ask again the lively answer.

    “… Really?”

    “Is it true that you want to ask? You were so dirty back then.”

    My whole body trembles at the whisper that suddenly enters my ear.

    It’s half excitement,

    The other half is pure anger.

    “You were surprised!!! What kind of person jokes around like that!”

    “here?”

    “Hey… you crazy bastard!!!”

    I tried to push Hanseong’s shoulder, which was weighing down his body, but he remained firm.

    She tried to struggle, but Hanseong just stared at her right in front of her.

    “So, you don’t like it?”

    “…I hate it!”

    Even though I tried so hard, I couldn’t get away, and I raised my upper body when I heard a noise of disgust.

    “Yaa…!”

    “Why, they let me go because I said I didn’t like it?”

    Darae just misses Hanseong’s confident expression as he sits lightly on the boat and looks down at her.

    ‘Sii… What are you going to do if we really solve it…!’

    ‘bad guy!!!’

    Out of frustration, he clenches his small fist and punches Hanseong’s stomach with all his might.

    “This…This…!!! You bastard!”

    He holds both hands tightly and pats mercilessly, but to Hanseong, it only seems like a cute pat.

    Pat pat.

    Pat pat.

    “If you hit me like that, will only your hand hurt?”

    “I know!!! What should I do!!!”

    In the end, all Darae gained was how well Hansung’s abs had matured.

    “Ugh…! Aren’t you really crazy?!!!”

    I feel feverish, but my body, which is still releasing oxytocin, becomes even more heated.

    ‘Ssi… stop coming out…!!!’

    What’s so good about a guy like that?

    Making fun of people is one of the joys of life, and how many wives do you have? It’s hard to even count them all at once…!

    Even… that…

    Still, I’m in good shape…

    I’m ruined.

    I let out a light sigh at the thought that even though my nose was pierced, it was firmly pierced.

    “Ha….”

    “You want to make fun of people you like? It’s because I like it.”

    “…what should I do.”

    I’m embarrassed because my heart is racing even as I spit out curses.

    Isn’t this a disease at this level?

    It makes you wonder if your pituitary gland is damaged from releasing oxytocin.

    “No matter what, it still surprises people…”

    She lowers her head and mutters a complaint, but Hanseong calls her in a serious voice.

    “ Actinidia.”

    “Nam Darae.”

    Without hiding the protruding mouth, raise your head and answer.

    “Why…!”

    “Hug.”

    Hanseong spreads his arms wide.

    He looked down at her with a relaxed smile, and unlike hers, his appearance seemed full of relaxation.

    “…I don’t like it?”

    “If you don’t like it, don’t say it… Oh, okay, I won’t make fun of you, so stop making fun of me! Tskcha~!”

    Hanseong puts his hand into Darae’s side and immediately hugs her.

    “…Thank you for saving me.”

    “Thank you for staying safe.”

    As they hugged each other tightly, the feelings of regret and absurdity had already disappeared to the other side of her heart, and only the love for Hanseong remained, filling her.

    “…I like it.”

    “Yes.”

    “I love you!!!”

    “Yes.”

    Even though the fact that Hanseong is happy about her confession of love makes my heart flutter like crazy,

    Gradually, Mosol’s characteristic nastiness rises and entangles her.

    ‘Why don’t you answer properly…?’

    ‘I’m in last place…?’

    Her anxious feelings are clearly visible in her eyes, and Hanseong notices her eyes wandering in all directions.

    “Why are you worried because I didn’t answer properly?”

    “If you know, tell me…!”

    The way he yells is cute and makes me laugh lightly.

    “I love you. Nam Darae.”

    The confession I received while making eye contact made my face blush as if it were going to explode.

    Oxytocin, which had been secreted without knowing the end earlier, is also welling up without knowing its limits yet.

    “Cute.”

    “…Mr.”

    Darae was a little displeased to see Hanseong looking so relaxed compared to her.

    ‘Try it too…!’

    Darae didn’t want to think that Hanseong’s love was small and easygoing, so the conclusion she came to was because Hanseong was used to it.

    Accustomed to love = Accustomed to oxytocin.

    So what if you experience high concentrations of oxytocin?

    ‘Then you’re going to go crazy with excitement, right?’

    When I imagined that Hanseong would be as excited as I am now, the dangers of forcibly administering hormones had already disappeared into the back of my mind.

    Gulp.

    I swallowed my saliva and began to secrete large amounts of oxytocin in the newly secreted saliva.

    ‘If you just feed me this…! ‘Herongherong Hanseong is complete!!!’

    “Quish…♡”

    “Kiss me?”

    “Yes…♡ Quiche…♡”

    Darae held Hanseong’s chest tightly and gently raised her head, begging for a kiss.

    My heart flutters at that cute sight.

    Hanseong also supported Darae’s neck and brought his lips to hers.

    Jook

    Jjuuu…♡

    The kiss, which started briefly and then gradually became more intense, was exactly what Darae had imagined, but

    If there’s something a little different… .

    ‘Ah…♡ What should I do…♡♡♡♡’

    The thing about kissing is that saliva doesn’t just flow to one side.

    ‘I love you♡I love you♡I love you♡I love you♡I love you♡’

    The large amount of oxytocin that passed through her uvula pushed her, who was already hazy and wet, even stronger.

    On the other hand, Hanseong’s heart rate just slightly accelerated.

    “…Why are you like this all of a sudden?”

    “Huhhh….♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡”

    Darae’s whole body began to tremble at the sound of a whisper.

    “Hey, are you okay..? Where did I go wrong? Is it strange?”

    “Uuuu…

    It looks exactly like a white flower drunk on a smell… .

    “Yeah~? Is it strange?”

    Hanseong could not hide his excitement.

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