I Want to Bury My Face in Soojin's Breasts As Soon As Possible —Winning the Gladire tournament on your first try! A record-worthy achievement! Achievement! [Winning on the First Try – Is This Really Amazing?] Unlocked! As a reward, you obtain [Aura (C)]! Aura (C): Expresses your innate temperament and character as an aura, further intensifying your impression.— "This is… not good at all."
On the day of my date, I decided to claim all my pending rewards preemptively, just in case. Had I known this was the reward, I might have reconsidered.
Enhancing my presence sounds beneficial on the surface, but not for someone like me. Already sporting a flashy gold bracelet, I now look like a stereotypical tough guy whose presence fills a room.
A quick glance in the mirror confirmed it—I appeared like a caricature of a delinquent, even to myself. I gave off vibes of someone who should be surrounded by a posse of girls while smoking a cigarette. I emanated the aura of someone who should be chugging beer and picking fights with people around him.
This is the worst. It's a completely useless skill. If I could toggle it on and off, maybe it would have some practicality. But being stuck with it permanently just gives me a headache.
I couldn't afford to dwell on this useless skill, so I quickly checked the next reward, hoping it would be more worthwhile.
—You placed first in the Gladire! Congratulations!
It might seem like an obvious result, but achieving the obvious is truly impressive. You demonstrated overwhelming strength! How about reaching the peak of your physical prowess? The skill [Single Point Focus] is now permanently active!— "Hmm…"
This reward is pretty vague, too. On the plus side, I won't have to divert my attention to activate the skill. On the downside, I'll need to be extra cautious with my strength control.
Thankfully, there haven't been any sparring matches with classmates yet, but what if there are? What if I end up fighting someone other than Kim Minsoo and accidentally lose control?
Maybe it's not just vague; maybe it's outright bad. If things go wrong, someone could get seriously hurt. The silver lining is that it doesn't affect my daily routine. If it did, today's date would be a disaster. I can't risk accidentally breaking or bending a safety bar on a ride, after all.
"I've checked my rewards… What time is it now?" Glancing at the clock, I realized the date was approaching, so I hurriedly got dressed.
Black muscle-fit henley shirt, navy cardigan, black chinos, and clean casual sneakers. All-black is the way to go for a guy.
One last check in the full-length mirror and I was out the door. The best part about moving this way is being able to leap off the building without hesitation. Taking the stairs would just be slower.
Thud— I landed lightly from a height of at least ten stories, the impact barely making a sound—a perfect demonstration of energy transfer and dispersion.
[Rocinante Activated! Drive Safely!]
Neigh!!! Snort!!! Snort!!! Rocinante seemed incredibly excited, probably because it had been so long since it had a breath of fresh air. Like a dog let off its leash after years indoors, it roared with a thunderous exhaust note, asserting its presence. Naturally, Rocinante is a crucial part of my full combat potential.
Rocinante, Chunhyang, and I—the three of us pressuring an opponent simultaneously represents my ultimate power.
"Unleashing both Chunhyang and Rocinante would make me… how strong?"
[Message from Seong Chunhyang: Milord! I knew you considered me your ultimate power. Speaking of which… don't you think you've been neglecting your ultimate power recently? This woman of yours… is filled with the desire to copulate passionately with you every night. How sad would it be if cobwebs formed in my pussy? So, abandon that big-breasted wench today and let's have a deep, vigorous sex session to make a child…]
"Shut it."
Neigh… Snort… Snort… Rocinante immediately quieted down. It was sulking visibly at my words. How could a motorcycle express emotions so delicately?
"Rocinante, I wasn't talking to you—no, wait, both of you, just be quiet."
Chunhyang's messages had a way of sending chills down my spine. Plus, her complaint about neglect was full of contradictions. This morning, I used her mouth to cool off my morning wood as soon as I woke up. And now, she's talking about neglect?
How can your definition of ‘recently' not even last five hours? And stop being hostile to the other girls around me.
[Message from Seong Chunhyang: But… Honestly, I tried not to care about your other relationships, but how can I tolerate these women scheming to monopolize you? I understand I'm a latecomer, but I live in your arms 24/7, so I believe I should be your main woman…]
"Quiet."
I didn't want to waste any more time on this nonsense, so I ignored the message and hopped onto Rocinante. As soon as I settled into the saddle, it eagerly sprang forward.
Wonderland… This should be interesting. I want to bury my face in Soojin's breasts as soon as possible. ++++++++++
𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎 Meanwhile, at Soojin's house…
"No!!!! No way!!!!!!"
"Dad! Get out!!!"
"My daughter, that guy is absolutely unacceptable… Dear!!!"
"Get out! Get out!"
An unusual scene was unfolding in Soojin's room. Yoo Minhyuk, a top-notch hunter known as ‘The Hunter', capable of solo-clearing S-rank gates and normally renowned for his stern demeanor, was…
"Dear… Baek Taeyang is truly a wicked guy… Can't you tell just by looking at him?"
"Dad, why do you keep changing your stance? First, you said he was okay, and now you say no?"
"When did I ever say he was okay…" Desperately trying to sabotage his daughter's date, he was pulling out all the stops, looking almost pitiful in his determination. But Soojin showed no signs of changing her mind.
"Honey, didn't you say Taeyang was okay after our dinner?"
"Well, at that time, I…"
"It's disgusting how you change your attitude just because our daughter is meeting him now."
Even his wife, Lee Hyeryeon, wasn't siding with him. It left Yoo Minhyuk in despair. Of course, as the mother-daughter duo said, he had indeed considered Baek Taeyang acceptable before.
He even said, "If someone is to win Soojin's heart, it should be someone like Baek Taeyang" after their meal. But then he realized: the man has too many women.
He had known Baek Taeyang had many female friends, but he assumed they were just platonic relationships. Men often have many female friends, so he didn't think much of it. But after the recent Gladire tournament, his perspective completely changed.
Women who came to cheer him on… there were two more? Do I have to watch my precious daughter, whom I cherish, struggle to win over one guy? Yoo Minhyuk absolutely couldn't tolerate that fact.
"No matter what you say, I'm going. Dad, are you going to keep this up until I break the window and leave?"
"Ugh… Honey, don't you think our daughter is being too harsh on me?"
"She's right though. It's you who's being unreasonable on the day she has plans."
"Ugh…" Demoted to the lowest rank in the family hierarchy, Yoo Minhyuk couldn't withstand the continuous mental attacks and fell to his knees.
These were the same knees that didn't buckle when stopping a gate wave or soloing an S-rank boss. But the supportive words of his wife and daughter for another man made him lose strength and collapse.
"Soojin dear… I can't…! I absolutely can't allow Baek Taeyang—"
"When I marry Taeyang, don't expect an invitation!"
"Oh honey, will I have to accept our son-in-law's bow all by myself? That'll be embarrassing."
"No… I won't allow it…"
Soojin finished packing her bag and brushed past Yoo Minhyuk.
That was close… The bag was open, nearly revealing the cosplay outfit inside meant for seduction. She had been preparing thoroughly, determined to make Baek Taeyang her complete captive.
Yoo Soojin harbored intense jealousy over Baek Taeyang choosing So Yoomin at the Gladire tournament.
I love Taeyang, but some things are just not acceptable. Did they call it a harem when a guy had multiple girls around him I absolutely can't stand that. Why should I share my man with other women? Today, I'm going to make my mark. Soojin glanced down at her chest, then made a call to Lost Paradise Group.
He belongs to no one else. It's time to use my trump card.