#122
“You should have hugged me.”
Choi Hanseo said with a feigned disappointed expression. Eunseok grabbed Choi Hanseo’s hand, soaked in green blood, and delivered a strong guiding.
“Not this kind, give me proper guiding when we get back to the hotel.”
Choi Hanseo whispered in Eunseok’s ear with a meaningful voice.
“Wow! It’s blue?”
James, who had taken out a large magic stone from the boss’s chest, said with a grin.
“26-hour clear.”
Anna said in a somewhat tired voice.
“We must have the minimum time clear, right?”
James walked over, repeatedly throwing and catching the magic stone in the air. Looking at their condition, Damon’s healing was almost complete. Now the rest could be left to the cleanup team. And so, the S-rank gate conquest came to an end.
***
When he opened his eyes, it was morning.
“Did you sleep well?”
Choi Hanseo, who seemed to know instinctively, greeted Eunseok with a kiss on the crown of his head. Eunseok had neither the energy nor the strength to answer, just breathing heavily. Despite sleeping quite a bit, he still felt completely drained.
“Bastard.”
Eunseok weakly hit Choi Hanseo’s arm, which he was using as a pillow, with his limp fist. Choi Hanseo laughed lightly as if tickled. He seemed to find the cursing and punching cute, but Eunseok was genuinely gritting his teeth.
After finishing the S-rank gate conquest, the group naturally dispersed to their respective hotel rooms. It was to receive guiding. This was possible because everyone had brought their own guide to provide guiding. Of course, Eunseok and Choi Hanseo also returned to their room.
The problem started from there. The thought that they could rest well now that the gate conquest was over was a big mistake. Choi Hanseo was still in a state of excitement from fighting to his heart’s content for once. So he used all his remaining excitement to torment Eunseok.
“At this rate, my joints will rot before I even get old.”
Eunseok lamented with a sigh. He couldn’t even remember how many times he had ejaculated after being tormented all day yesterday. No, could it even be called ejaculation in the first place? Due to the persistent poking at his climax point, in the end, a thin liquid that was embarrassing to call semen dripped from the tip of his genitals. He was so shocked that he thought he might have had an accident.
Choi Hanseo held his watch in front of Eunseok’s eyes as if boasting.
0%
It was the result of Eunseok scraping every last bit of energy from his body.
I want to hit him…
Eunseok felt a very strong urge. And he decided that when his body returned to a somewhat normal state, he would definitely give Choi Hanseo a proper punch.
“Are you hungry? I’ll order room service.”
Choi Hanseo kissed the nape of Eunseok’s neck and raised his upper body. Naturally, the arm pillow disappeared. Choi Hanseo thoughtfully pulled over a white pillow and placed it under Eunseok’s head.
Contrary to thinking he didn’t even have the strength to hold a spoon, his hands moved well when the food was served. Eunseok, after warming his stomach with hot soup, devoured his breakfast in a hurry. At least he should have fed him while doing it, but the crazed Choi Hanseo didn’t even do that. The only thing he managed was to take in some fluids while being penetrated by him after complaining of thirst.
The meal, which he thought was too much, was completely gone. Eunseok leaned back in his chair, feeling his full stomach, and let out a satisfied sigh. The S-rank gate conquest from yesterday felt like a distant dream.
“Are we going back now?”
Eunseok asked, rinsing his mouth with the coffee Choi Hanseo handed him.
“There’s no rush. Since we’ve come this far, let’s have some fun before we go back. People like us don’t get to travel abroad often.”
Choi Hanseo replied, sitting in a relaxed posture with his long legs crossed. Even with just a bath towel wrapped around him and holding a coffee cup, he looked quite dashing. Eunseok looked with satisfaction at Choi Hanseo’s disheveled hair. That was all Eunseok’s handiwork from pulling and tugging at it.
“Oh, by the way. An American broadcasting company contacted us wanting to do an interview. What do you think?”
Choi Hanseo asked after taking a sip of coffee.
“Do they pay for appearances?”
When Eunseok asked, Choi Hanseo burst into laughter. His eyes were filled with amusement.
“Didn’t you say before that we should make money by selling our faces?”
Eunseok said, trying to hide his embarrassment.
“Just from what you earned yesterday, you won’t have to worry about bullet money for the rest of your life.”
Eunseok’s ears perked up at Choi Hanseo’s words. Of course, even now, Eunseok’s bank account was steadily accumulating money he couldn’t have imagined before, either regularly or irregularly. But a war without supply worries was every soldier’s dream. Money meant supplies. He couldn’t help but be greedy.
“You’re cute.”
Choi Hanseo muttered. Eunseok pretended not to hear that.
“Let’s do the interview. It’ll raise our value and promote Korea at the same time.”
“You have patriotism too?”
Eunseok said with a surprised look. Somehow, he had the feeling that Choi Hanseo wouldn’t be bound by anything.
“If I didn’t have patriotism, I wouldn’t have bothered to set up a guild in Korea. Going abroad would have been much better in terms of earnings and conditions.”
A patriotic Choi Hanseo…
Was it because of his military service? A patriotic Choi Hanseo seemed a bit more attractive.
“Why? Did you fall for me all over again?”
Choi Hanseo keenly noticed Eunseok’s gaze and asked.
“Well…”
This time, Eunseok didn’t bother to deny it. Choi Hanseo’s eyebrows raised slightly. He put down his coffee cup, got up from his seat, and approached. Then he grabbed Eunseok’s arm and pulled him up.
“Let’s shower together.”
“I don’t want to.”
Eunseok resisted, putting strength in his legs. If they went into the bathroom together like this, who knows what would happen. While Choi Hanseo, an S-rank hunter, seemed to have excess strength and stamina, Eunseok, whose body was no different from an ordinary person’s, would really die if they went any further.
“I just want to wash you. I really won’t touch you. Okay?”
Choi Hanseo persuaded with a smile. Knowing that he wasn’t one to lie, Eunseok relaxed his legs. Choi Hanseo quickly grabbed Eunseok and headed to the bathroom.
Choi Hanseo really didn’t touch Eunseok. He just washed every inch of his body meticulously, almost excessively. When washing his hair, the strength of his fingers was just right to feel good. At this rate, being washed by him might become a complete habit.
After washing, lounging around, eating, and resting again, it was suddenly early afternoon. Suddenly wanting to see the S-rank gate once more, Eunseok headed to the floor-to-ceiling window. And he paused.
“What’s wrong?”
Choi Hanseo approached from behind and asked. Eunseok pointed at the gate with his finger.
The ominous appearance of the gate, its mouth gaping vertically, was still there. However, the area around the gate, which had been completely empty due to the evacuation order, was now overflowing with people. There was a sea of people – cameras that seemed to be from broadcasting stations, people taking pictures with their phones, and what looked like low-rank hunters gathered to collect gate by-products.
“The scale is impressive.”
Eunseok marveled at the numerous people lining up and fearlessly entering the gate. All those people must be hunters. It was impressive that they had managed to gather so many hunters as soon as the conquest ended.
“Well, it is America after all. An S-rank gate is more valuable than a diamond mine, so they’ve probably gathered low-rank hunters from all over the country to extract as much as possible before it closes.”
Eunseok nodded silently.
“Anyway, we should start preparing for the interview soon.”
Choi Hanseo reminded him. Looking at the clock, it was almost time for the interview appointment.
Eunseok and Choi Hanseo changed into suits provided by the American side. Since the interview location was the living room of the suite, there was no need to move anywhere.
Knock knock.
There was a knock. When they opened the door, it wasn’t the broadcasting staff but the interpreter and guide who had accompanied them from Korea. They seemed to have come because they were uneasy about meeting with the American side separately.
“We thought we might be of help during the interview. May we come in?”
The interpreter asked. Choi Hanseo opened the door wide, gesturing for them to come in.
The interpreter and guide took seats in a corner of the living room. They were taking a stance of not interfering. And shortly after, there was another knock. When they opened the door this time, there were broadcasting staff members with cameras.
There was busy movement setting up cameras, microphones, and lighting panels. Eunseok and Choi Hanseo sat side by side on the long sofa in the living room, facing the announcer. Unlike interviews in Korea, they didn’t do any makeup.
“Nice to meet you, Hunter Choi Hanseo. Guide Lee Eunseok.”
As the camera light came on, the announcer began the interview.
The questions were rich and diverse in topic. Starting with a brief explanation and impressions of this S-rank gate conquest, they also asked about their impressions of American hunters. There were also questions about the life of hunters and guides in Korea and how the system works there.
“Mr. Lee Eunseok, I heard that despite being a guide, you always participate in gate conquests. It’s already well-known that you participated in this S-rank gate as well. Is there a special reason why you participate in dangerous gate conquests?”
The announcer asked with an interested expression.
“I’m ex-military so I’m used to combat, and I continue to fight because I want to.”
“Oh, that’s right. I heard Mr. Lee Eunseok is from a Korean special forces unit. Indeed, that’s an answer befitting someone with a military background. It’s cool.”
“Thank you.”
“Um, this is a bit of a personal question, but are you and Mr. Choi Hanseo partners?”
Eunseok hesitated at the unexpected question. The “partner” the announcer was referring to didn’t mean colleague. He was asking if they were a couple.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
