The stream turned cold.
Well, I turned cold...
Sweat trickled down my back, and I had no idea what to do.
anwhile, the chat window lit up like a festival.
[LMAO this dumbassㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ]
[Just die already, you sick bastardㅋㅋㅋㅋ]
[Dude’s lovin’ that damn videoㅋㅋㅋㅋ holy shit]
The video kept playing, showing my dumbass grinning and looking around.
Back in the day, I might’ve laughed it off, but now that I’m dating Lyla, I get all self-conscious for no reason.
“Hmm... So this was the expression you had when you went to that maid café.”
“N-No, I an... I was just curious, so I was looking around...”
The more I talked, the more it sounded like an excuse.
On screen, my eyes were glued to the staff in maid outfits.
And those darting glances clearly showed how genuinely entertained I was.
‘Fuck... why is this happening to ...!’
One of the top reasons relationships go to hell: lies and excuses.
Maybe I should just drop to my knees and apologize...
— Squeeze...!
Right as I was thinking about the optimal angle to bow my head,
Lyla’s hand slid under the table.
From an angle the stream couldn’t catch.
‘...!’
The problem was, she grabbed a spot on a man’s body that might be even more important than the heart.
No, definitely more important.
“Fufu, it’s okay. Heroes are still n too, you know.”
That day, I realized sothing.
Once the sun rises tomorrow and my parents head off to work...
‘Please have rcy.’
****
Lyla was happier than ever, thinking about the new house she and Song Hun would share.
But today... that feeling dipped just a little bit.
‘When I’m right here... HOW COULD HE...!!!’
Song Hun in the video looked way too pleased with himself.
She had a better chest, ass, and face than those girls.
Still, she couldn’t help but feel jealous.
‘...’
But she didn’t want to beco that naggy wife who makes a scene over every little thing.
She’d always wanted to be the perfect devoted wife and mother.
‘Ugh... But I am seriously pissed...!’
Song Hun was obviously growing more and more flustered.
That guilty, awkward face of his...
She couldn’t take it anymore.
‘I was gonna wait until we moved in, but this... This is your fault for turning on, Hero.’
— Squeeze...!
She grabbed hold of what was now hers—Song Hun’s “Holy Sword.”
“Fufu, it’s okay. Heroes are still n too, you know.”
She was actually looking forward to tomorrow.
A day where both of his parents would leave for work, and she’d be alone with Song Hun...
****
The video eventually ended.
Everyone was raving about how well-edited it was, with only the juiciest bits left in.
“Yeah... Gotta admit, the editor did a great job.”
[Then why didn’t you pay them back then?ㅋㅋㅋㅋ]
[Still, dude’s got skills.]
[SaintessFootTowel has donated 10,000 watts!]
– But how do you know so much about ani and ga characters?
“Am I not allowed to know that stuff?”
[SaintessFootTowel has donated 10,000 watts!]
– Just saying it’s wild that soone who looks like a delinquent nerd with glasses and a lock on his face would know all this.
[LMAO did the dono guy try on a lock himself?]
ㄴ This comnt is temporarily hidden.
[Knows this stuff way too well, it’s sus lol]
ㄴ This comnt is temporarily hidden.
[This is why you don’t give power to freakin’ nerds, Jesus]
ㄴ This comnt is temporarily hidden.
“I’ve liked this kind of stuff since school, y’know?”
The chat started flooding with question marks.
Judging people by looks is seriously ssed up.
I’ve never even been in a fight, let alone punched soone—calling a thug?
****
[Anyway, the travel vlog was lit, are you gonna film another one?]
[Can you go sowhere other than Japan next ti?]
[You can’t go to China though.]
[LMFAOOOOOO]
“Hmm... travel, huh...”
I glanced over at Lyla.
She looked pretty interested in the idea of a trip too.
“But I’m not a travel strear, y’know? I’m a Hunter-Strear.”
[HUN?TER]
[Hunter-Strear) Already cleared 3 raid guides]
[LOL bro don’t steal food from the other Hunters, go do sothing else]
What started as a viewer’s joke was slowly turning into reality.
‘Travel... doesn’t sound half bad, actually...’
— Clack clack...
I pulled up a notepad on the stream overlay.
Typed in: Taking Travel Destination Suggestions
And then chat exploded.
[Vietnam let’s go]
[Thailand gogogo]
[Southeast Asia is the safest bet]
[How about a Eurotrip?]
[Go to the U.S. and visit Maxham lol]
None of those really caught my eye—except that last one, which was just dumb.
Safe, typical trips just wouldn’t hit my dopamine.
[Then how about just hitting up so really dangerous places?]
[Yeah like gang or mafia-infested zones]
“Hmm... those guys aren’t all that scary though?”
I googled it without thinking.
Turns out, gangs, mafias, and cartels had totally changed.
Now they operated more like villain organizations, led by overpowered Hunters, dishing out brutal violence.
“So basically, they’re just villains now?”
[Let’s go beat so villain ass, LET’S GO]
[Ti for a good ol’ ass-whoopin’]
I was considering going with a chill vacation spot, but then one particular comnt stood out.
[If you go sowhere like Hawaii, will Saintess-noona wear a swimsuit?]
We have a winner.
We’re going to a resort. No question.
“A vacation, huh... I an, I have worked hard. I deserve so rest...”
[Rest my ass lololol]
[Dude 100% made that decision after the swimsuit comnt]
[Not gonna lie though... I’d like to see it too]
The thing is, I’ve never been on a trip before.
Looked up so resorts and ca up with a few options: Southeast Asia, Saipan, Hawaii, Maldives, Cancun...
I had to narrow it down.
[SaintessFootTowel has donated 10,000 watts!]
– Just pick between Hawaii and Cancun. Swing by Maxham’s face on the way.
“I get Hawaii, but what’s with Cancun?”
I knew Hawaii was U.S. territory.
But why Cancun?
[It’s literally right under the U.S., you dumbass]
[Did you sleep through world history?]
[How the hell did you even get into college?]
‘Fucking hell... people can not know stuff, okay?’
“Anyway, once we decide between Hawaii and Cancun, I’ll post an announcent.”
And so began the trip—all for ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) the sole purpose of seeing Lyla in a swimsuit.
Sadly... Korea’s still too cold for that.
****
I was on speakerphone with Max.
He probably knew way more about this kind of thing than I did.
“If you had to pick, Hawaii’s more famous among Asians.”
“So Hawaii’s the safest choice?”
“Yeah, but the place Aricans go to the most is Cancun.”
“Why?”
“Hmm... it’s like how Koreans don’t go to Busan when they travel abroad!”
I nodded at Max’s weird analogy.
Fair enough—no one really flies out just to go next door.
From an Arican’s perspective, Hawaii’s still part of the U.S. anyway.
“When are you heading out?”
“Whenever I get the ti. It’s not like I’ve got a job or anything.”
“Keh-heh... I’m jealous, man...”
But now I was debating whether to ask this or not.
I kinda wanted to take Lyla to a nice, romantic place for dinner...
‘Ah, screw it. It’s gonna co out eventually anyway...’
So I told Max.
That Lyla and I were officially in a serious relationship now.
Before Max could even respond, I heard Emilia’s voice from beside him, clearly eavesdropping on the call.
“B-Boss...! J-Just a sec...!”
“What? I’m on a call...”
“Just a second! Please!”
After a brief scuffle, Emilia snatched the phone.
“S-Sorry... Is it true that you two are dating?”
“Uh, yeah...”
People date. It’s part of life.
Why are they acting like it’s so kind of national ergency?
Then Lyla took the phone from and started talking in a corner.
“...”
She spent a long ti on that call before finally handing the phone back.
“Hun... anyway, let know once you set the dates...”
“Yeah, okay...”
And so, that night, we ended up researching stuff for hours.
All for one reason and one reason only:
To see Lyla in a swimsuit.
****
“Alright, we’re heading out now. Make sure you eat lunch, okay?”
“Okay...”
Morning ca, and after breakfast, my parents left for work.
A wave of anxiety hit , and I actually walked them all the way to the door.
“What’s this? Our son’s seeing us off?”
“Yeah... what ti are you getting ho?”
“Hmm? Probably late today. Everyone’s making a fuss about tax season and all.”
They waved goodbye as they stepped outside,
tossing a quick “Take care of him, Lyla” as they left.
— Thud!
The door closed, and Lyla stared at .
Then she puffed out her cheeks in a full-on pout.
“I was actually a little upset yesterday!”
Okay.
That one’s on .
When Lyla looks like that, I’m just automatically in the wrong.
“So you really like maid outfits that much?”
“...”
Yeah, I do.
But I’m not dumb enough to say it out loud.
At tis like this, there’s only one correct response.
“Sorry...”
“Then give a kiss!”
Fair enough.
I knew what I signed up for.
****
“...”
“I love you, Hero♥”
“ too...”
Lyla, lying beside , giggled and sat up.
Then she opened the wardrobe and pulled out a huge box.
“What’s that?”
“Open it~”
I did.
And what ca out was a ridiculous amount of clothing.
Not normal clothes, either—
“Maid outfits, bunny suits, nurse uniforms, schoolgirl outfits... wait, what the hell—”
I was too overwheld to speak.
I was seriously about to cry.
Not from my eyes—from below.
It’s true what they say:
A man’s brain is ruled by his dick.
And I stand by that, twice over.
“I packed it with stuff you’d like, Hero~”
Yeah.
This was Pandora’s box.
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