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The street with restaurants is about a 10-minute walk away.

As I walked, I felt like a mute person who had just eaten honey.

Normally, I would have said something to break this awkward atmosphere, but now I hesitated to talk to Heo Yujin.

So, I’ve been walking in silence, just looking ahead for a few minutes.

I saw Heo Yujin walking a few steps ahead.

Today, Heo Yujin was dressed in a sporty minimal look.

She wore high-waisted shorts under a large blue jacket that covered her hips.

She paired white sneakers with an all-black outfit, adding a white accent.

It’s a simple outfit that looks stylish because of how it’s put together.

“Why?”

Heo Yujin turned around.

Her gaze beneath long eyelashes was cold.

Even though winter had passed, it was as chilly as winter.

“Yeah? What is it?”

“You’ve been staring at me since earlier.”

Seems like she noticed my gaze.

“Do you have something to say?”

“No, I don’t have anything to say…”

I smiled awkwardly, facing Heo Yujin’s cold eyes.

“Just thought you looked pretty today.”

“…”

Based on truth, Heo Yujin frowned at my honest compliment.

She seemed uncomfortable with my praise.

This kind of reaction is somewhat familiar.

When others compliment, they respond calmly with “Thank you,” but when I do, they react like this.

They either ignore or put on a poker face.

I haven’t done anything wrong.

If she found me offensive, she wouldn’t even suggest having a meal together like this.

She’s truly a difficult one to understand.

“Do you have something you want to eat?”

As we approached the street lined with restaurants, Heo Yujin glanced at me and asked.

“Let’s eat what Yujin wants.”

“You choose.”

What I want to eat…

“You.”

At my response, Heo Yujin abruptly stopped.

I looked at her.

Why did she suddenly stop?

In the silence, I reconsidered my response.

And then, I remembered what nonsense I had uttered.

“Oh… No! Not that!”

I quickly waved my hand.

The first thing that came to mind unexpectedly slipped out of my mouth due to fatigue.

“I meant that I want to eat what you choose. Since someone with good fashion sense like Yujin might also have good food sense. Haha, hahaha.”

“…”

“Yujin?”

“Was that it?”

“Uh, yeah, that was it.”

“I thought you were being sexist and was surprised. You’re not that kind of person. And I really detest things like sexism.”

Haha, I see.

Yujin detests sexism.

Just a few days ago, I thought she might be like that.

Yes, just a few days ago.

I never dreamed that Heo Yujin could be a pervert beyond imagination.

Knowing her true self, I almost burst into laughter at hearing that.

“Let’s go quickly. I’m hungry.”

Heo Yujin turned her head briskly and walked away with a haughty step.

I followed behind her.

The place Heo Yujin led us into was quite unexpected.

“Seolleongtang?”

“You don’t like Seolleongtang?”

“No… It’s not that…”

I thought we were going to eat something like pasta.

Weekday lunchtime.

Who would have thought a pretty girl would step into a bustling Seolleongtang restaurant before the older men?

It’s a stereotype, but still.

Heo Yujin’s image didn’t seem to fit in with this.

“Auntie, two servings of Seolleongtang, please.”

Ordering skillfully as if she frequented the place, Heo Yujin poured water and set up utensils.

She laid down tissue paper below and placed a spoon and chopsticks in order.

If she were an office worker, this routine would be considered basic by a strict boss.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

Nodding her head, Heo Yujin took out her phone from her pocket.

I rolled my eyes playfully, taking in the atmosphere of the shop.

A cozy atmosphere.

Occasionally, you could hear the voices of the older men.

The bustling noise continued as everyone focused on their meal. No, they had been engrossed.

They glanced intermittently at the unfamiliar presence that entered the old seolleongtang restaurant.

It was incomprehensible to them.

Why would such a pretty girl come to a place like this?

“The seolleongtang is ready~”

The steamy seolleongtang emerged, its aroma filling the air.

Before picking up her spoon, Heo Yujin tied up her long hair with a hairband.

A white nape of the neck.

A few strands of hair sticking out above it.

Next, Heo Yujin sprinkled some pepper on the seolleongtang.

And then.

“Huh?”

The clear broth turned pink.

“Why?”

Heo Yujin poured kkakdugi broth into the seolleongtang.

Quite shocking.

I’ve been to eat seolleongtang a few times with female colleagues from the studio, but she was the first woman I’ve seen adding kkakdugi broth to seolleongtang.

It’s a behavior more fitting for an older man.

And being an older man myself, I enjoy adding kkakdugi broth to my seolleongtang.

I smiled brightly.

“So, you know how to eat it?”

It felt like meeting a colleague for the first time.

Ignoring my excited demeanor, Heo Yujin started eating without acknowledging why she was smiling.

* * *

Terrible.

I don’t understand why someone would add kkakdugi broth to seolleongtang.

It messes up the visual appeal.

And it doesn’t even make the taste particularly better.

I think it’s a disgusting act to the extent that there might be couples who break up over adding kkakdugi broth to seolleongtang.

Yet, I added kkakdugi broth just to impress the director a little.

Because the director adds it when eating.

I thought it might earn me some extra points.

And it seems like it actually did.

You can tell by the director’s beaming smile.

…How adorable.

To like something like this.

Honestly, I don’t even want to eat seolleongtang or like it.

Like any ordinary woman, I prefer pasta.

Even the choice of menu is for the director.

For late-night work, it’s best to have light food that’s not too heavy.

Of course, what I want to eat the most is ‘the director.’

As I slurped the seolleongtang, I recalled what happened earlier.

“You.”

The moment I heard that, I almost hypnotized myself and almost dragged you to a motel.

It was a response akin to feeding a starving wolf.

Although the director didn’t mean it in that way.

Tsk.

While I detest when others sexually harass, if it’s the director doing it, I’d gladly accept it.

Arms wide open, no, legs wide open, I welcome it.

What should we do after eating?

Should we go shopping?

I’m sure to be rejected.

We’re not close enough to go shopping together.

An escape room cafe?

Likewise.

Boldly suggesting, “Want to go to a motel for dessert?” is a perfect way to get shut down.

Maybe it’ll work.

The director, like me, is probably hiding their perverted tendencies.

But saying that might make me seem too easy.

They might even scorn me as trash.

That’s unacceptable.

I can’t bear to be called trash while still a virgin.

Though my virginity seal tore a bit during masturbation…

Still, it only tore slightly, just a bit.

I’m masturbating as quietly as possible to prove that I’m a brand new product, not secondhand, when embraced by the director.

Mainly, I tease with my clit, and when that’s not enough, I insert a finger for enjoyment.

So, the dildo ordered online became a decorative item.

There are only three decorated dildos.

They stick colorfully on the bathroom wall.

“Ah~ That was delicious.”

After finishing the meal, I got up from my seat.

The director, with a satisfied smile on their face, neatly cleared the dishes.

Truly adorable.

I want to devour them. No, no, I want to be devoured.

“Here’s the bill.”

The director took out their wallet from their pocket.

“I’ll pay.”

I immediately intervened.

“No, I’ll pay.”

“I said I’ll pay.”

I extended my phone for payment before the director could take out their card.

As soon as the transaction was complete, I left immediately.

“Enjoy your meal. I’ll cover the coffee.”

“Sure.”

Internally celebrating the existence of an aftercare, I thought to myself.

However…

I crave something other than coffee.

In the first place, I came to meet the director today to eat something else.

“Ah!”

While heading towards the café, I grabbed the director’s arm and led them into an alley.

“Why are you doing this?”

Pushing the director against the wall, I took out a coin from my pocket.

“Take a good look at this.”

“What’s all of a sudden…”

“I’m feeling sleepy… I’m feeling sleepy….”

I hypnotized the director.

After shaking the coin a few times, the director, who was awkwardly smiling, dropped their head.

I have become very adept at hypnotizing now.

“Hehe….”

Chuckling sinisterly like a villain from a B-movie, I put the coin back in my pocket.

Lifting my heels, I brought my lips close to the director’s ear.

Due to the director’s height, I had to stand on tiptoes.

Covering my mouth with my hand, I whispered softly.

“…From now on, you will be Hoyo-jin’s boyfriend.”

I filled the hypnosis with my personal desires.