episode_0008

Ow, ow, ow.

My head hurts. How much did I drink? I can’t remember a thing.

How many rounds did we go through yesterday?

Hmm. Can’t recall.

Even after getting up, my stomach feels queasy, and the ceiling spins slowly.

“Where am I?”

At a glance, it wasn’t our house.

Comparing this to my shabby single-room apartment, this place is so spacious and fancy.

“A hotel?”

Nope.

The structure resembles a hotel, but the room is neatly arranged with a lived-in feel.

I propped myself up and looked around.

The bed I was lying on is a ridiculously huge king-size, almost too big for one person. The pillow I just had my head on emitted a fragrant floral scent. My pillow seemed to have turned yellowish, exuding a bachelor’s odor, which was a world apart from this place.

“It’s spacious and nice here. Even a chandelier hangs elegantly.”

Logically thinking, it must be Seongyeon’s bedroom that I shared drinks with.

I got up, finally feeling uncomfortable in the clothes I was wearing. A white T-shirt with a neck mark and black shorts. They were well-ventilated and comfortable, not looking cheap.

These are new clothes.

Judging by the design, could it be the guild’s standard outfit distributed to guild members like me?

“It fits perfectly. Did they change my clothes while I was asleep to match my size?”

That’s some meticulous care.

So meticulous that it’s almost overwhelming.

“Being alone in such a… excessively spacious room feels odd…”

The marble floor felt cold and unfamiliar. A three-seater sofa for one person living alone. The TV was so large it covered the wall, and the kitchen was spacious and clean, incomparable to my studio apartment.

I tend to leave things lying around after eating, so there should be some mess here. Surprisingly, not a single trace of food or dirt here.

Hmm. Who cleans this place? Or does the person do it themselves?

“Seongyeon. Seongyeon. Song Seongyeon~! I’m up. Are you awake?”

I called out her name for a moment, but there was no response or sign of her.

All I could hear was the sound of the washing machine running…

It seems she didn’t sleep in another room; there was still moisture left in the shower.

“She wouldn’t leave me alone and go out. Maybe she had some urgent matter to attend to.” Thinking this, I checked the room again before returning to the bedroom to find my belongings.

Phone… wallet… ID…

“Where did my clothes go? Did she put them in the laundry along with hers since it was running earlier?”

My throat feels dry. Did I vomit?

…Really?

Oh, damn. After having a drink with a friend after so long, I ended up leaving my laundry to her? That’s embarrassing.

“She must have thought of me as a complete idiot, getting drunk like that… I don’t even want to imagine what she must think of me.”

I slapped my forehead.

First, to alleviate the embarrassment, I tidied up the bedding I used and checked my phone.

…Oh.

[Missed Call Log Today]

[Caller: ♡Song Seongyeon♡]

[8:30 AM]

[“I suddenly had something urgent come up. They want me to appear in a documentary about hunters. I’ll be back by 10 at the latest. Don’t worry about clothes; I put them in the laundry. If you’re going out, there are clothes next to the bed, so wear those.”]

[“If you’re hungry, there’s a guild member-exclusive restaurant, or take a short walk.”]

[“Sorry for leaving you alone.”]

“Apologies.”

As expected, she’s thorough. Leaving a message even though I might not read it.

She even saved her number. Not sure why she added a heart, maybe as a playful gesture.

“It’s 9 now, so should I come back in an hour at 10?”

By now, I was certain of where I was.

This is the guild home of 【Chomok】.

“Is that clothes… Seriously, do you have time to be busy and yet have the leisure to take care of my clothes?”

Am I some kind of time wizard? In awe of the unbelievable efficiency, I opened the wardrobe.

It’s a spacious wardrobe. The antique smell adds to its charm.

Lost in the fragrant scent of wood, as I gazed inside, I marveled once again at how the clothes were perfectly tailored to fit me.

“From simple ceremonial robes to everyday attire… I appreciate it, but where are the undergarments?”

While I usually wear casual clothes, the essential undergarments were missing.

Even if it’s a formal occasion, dressing me up to my underwear seems excessive.

But wearing clothes without undergarments is a bit off, so I wondered if there were spare trunks underneath and opened the lower compartment to find socks and undergarments.

Was that the moment?

I saw ‘it’ with my own eyes.

“Huh?”

………

…A bra.

Well, it’s a bra, but… the problem is, it wasn’t the one I was looking for.

Damn it. What is this?

“It’s women’s, right?”

Black, transparent, lace & butterfly.

Commonly known as adult lingerie…!

“What the heck. Why does this thing exist in his wardrobe?”

Acting like a gay guy, I wondered if he had a real cross-dressing hobby, making my buttocks feel cold at the thought of him raiding my backside while I slept.

“Gasp!”

I quickly checked my buttocks to confirm, but thankfully, the firm and hairy old man buttocks were safe.

And just as my confusion peaked, something appeared that made me step on the accelerator of madness…

“Crazy.”

Bravo! Bravo! Big bra!

Wait, what is this for real?

“What is this. Why the hell is this coming out of his wardrobe?”

I know it’s rude, but it was so shocking that I instinctively grabbed it with both hands and lifted it up.

It’s huge! It’s wide! It’s hefty!

The size of the bra seemed large enough for my face to fit snugly into one side!!

What does this mean? Does this imply something about his feminine interests?

Does a woman even have a three-digit chest measurement?

Is that even possible?

‘Let’s calm down… Sing a song to calm down… Ah, ah, while facing the fire of bullets~♪ For the peace of our homeland and our parents and siblings~♪ Oh comrades, I will protect my country~♪ Is this right? Well, what am I doing? This is not the time for this!!’

The bewilderment when an absurdly oversized black bra, suitable for a whale, emerged from the wardrobe of a childhood friend I hadn’t seen in ages cannot be put into words.

A bra of such ridiculous size for a woman…!

What kind of preferences does this guy have? Is he into cross-dressing with this?

‘No. He seemed like a girl from the start. Maybe it could be his own item….’

Was he actually a guy from the beginning?

I can’t remember his gender from when we were too young.

“Ugh.”

I know it’s impolite. I know I’m doing something crazy.

But to confirm, I brought the bra I held in my hand close to my face.

My face completely disappeared into one side of the bra, and I caught a whiff of a scent.

‘It’s a body odor. It kind of smells like a woman…?’

Sniff, sniff.

I started to wonder if this was really meant for cosplay.

The strong scent of a woman made me think that way.

Continuing to press my nose against it, wondering if he might actually be a woman, when…

“─What are you doing there?”

………

Everything froze.

“…Gulp.”

I turned my gaze.

Slowly, very slowly, like Pinocchio without lubrication on his neck, I faced the owner of the voice.

There existed a contradiction of knowing her and yet seeing her as a new woman.

“Who are you…”

The first thing that caught my eye was her androgynous appearance.

Her short, tied-up blonde hair and piercing blue eyes filled me with a sense of dread.

‘Oh no. I know who she is.’

Ranked 12th. The guild master of 【Chomok】.

Her name is 【Jipsa】.

Beside Song Seong-yeon, the man frequently interviewed, yesterday’s hysterical woman he praised so highly!

“Do you not hear? I’m asking who you are and what you’re doing here.”

Beneath a special maid outfit befitting his name, the white-gloved fist trembled.

It was blatantly obvious that I was at the level of holding a bra in my hand, as large as a wet canvas bag. With hips that didn’t support the chest and a rough, intimidating demeanor, he seemed like the type who would be greatly favored by a specific demographic.

That female-like and intimidating maid revealed her hostility towards me.

She glared as if she could kill me on the spot, with veins almost popping on her forehead!

I’m seriously screwed!!

“I…”

“No. Stop. That’s enough. There’s no need to say more. Even though I gave you a chance to speak, if you hesitate like this, your identity is obvious.”

“What? No, I just…”

“Enough. Please stop speaking; the air in Seong-yeon’s room is becoming musty.”

Rage overflowed from head to toe.

Damn, look at that guy. A D-rank like me could never achieve such an overflowing form of aura.

A massive [Golden Lion] appeared behind him, vividly expressing his anger in the form of overflowing rage.

It was an enraged beast, the skin enveloping her.

“This is Seong-yeon’s room, who is both my master and benefactor. You, on the other hand, are a despicable intruder in the master’s room, engaging in disgraceful acts. Whatever you say, I will not spare your life.”

“Oh wait! Just a moment! Let’s talk about this!”

“There’s no need. You will vanish without a trace from this place. Literally disappear. No one in this world will remember you. Therefore, any last words are meaningless; even if you leave them behind, no one will remember you.”

What the hell is this?

Vanish? Not be remembered?

Is it a skill!?

Ha, do high rankers really have such ominous skills!?

“This is really messed up. How do I even explain this? What explanation is there!? I must look like a crazy person peeking at bras in someone else’s room!”

And in the guild master’s room! A woman’s bra!

But wait, is this really Seong-yeon’s stuff!?

“To the unknown deviant. Please repent as you go to the afterlife.”

“Nooo! Waittt!!!”

“—Die. Trash.”

Rank 12’s avatar flew towards me alongside the lion’s aura.

I was certain I’d die if hit by the aura gathered in the fist, but I had no weapon to fend it off.

So, inevitably, truly inevitable! I swung ‘it’!

“Ahhhhhhhh!!!!! Take this!!! Gigantic Bra Guard!!!!”

“What-!?”

Crash!!!

“He blocked it!”

“This pervert!!”

A three-digit big bra reinforced with aura versus the golden aura punch of the Ranker Hunter.

A ridiculous showdown, embarrassing enough for ancestors to turn in their graves, has just begun.