“Huh? Is it okay for it to be this big?”
“If you press the elastic function button here, it shrinks to fit your body.”
“Ah, I see.”
While listening to the explanation about the function of the clothes, which he seemed to understand, Ye-sol clapped his hands as if struck by a good idea.
“I actually have something to give you too.”
“M-Me?”
Dong-jeong seemed completely unprepared for the idea of receiving a gift from Ye-sol and looked very excited. But his expression soon changed.
“Here it is.”
Ye-sol held out the bottle containing the daisy to Dong-jeong.
“A-A flower…?”
It’s not that he disliked flowers. Getting a flower gift from Ye-sol would normally be very nice, but the daisy was different. Though outwardly it looked quite ordinary, like a weed blooming on the roadside, was it because it came from the dungeon? For some reason, he felt bad every time he looked at it.
“Isn’t that… a flower you cherish, hyung?”
That’s why he hadn’t said anything, knowing that Ye-sol treasured it.
“…Not anymore.”
Ye-sol said firmly, roughly holding out the bottle as if urging him to take it. Though reluctant, Dong-jeong accepted the gift grudgingly.
‘This flower lives longer than I thought… I should hang it upside down on a nail and dry it.’
[Eek, eeeek!]
Reading Dong-jeong’s thoughts, the daisy convulsed and trembled its petals. To even hang it up and dry it – these humans were mercilessly cruel.
[…Y-You milk jugs! C-Cancel!]
Finally, the daisy quickly racked its brain and shouted to survive. But Ye-sol showed no reaction, apparently having made up his mind firmly.
[I’m canceling what I said earlier…! Okay? I really am your friend!]
When the daisy shouted in an urgent voice, Ye-sol merely gave it a sidelong glance, completely ignoring it otherwise.
“Dong-jeong, please take good care of Flower-nim.”
“Yes, I will, hyung. Good night.”
“Good night to you too, Dong-jeong.”
[Argh…!]
As Dong-jeong took the bottle and was about to leave the room, the daisy struggled frantically.
[I-I’ll! T-Tell! You! Something!]
Only when the daisy shouted loudly did Ye-sol finally listen.
[H-How to stop the milk! Y-You’ll suffer from breast engorgement from now on…!]
“So what should I do?”
“Pardon?”
When Ye-sol responded to the daisy, Dong-jeong, who knew nothing about it, looked at him quizzically as he was about to close the door.
[Well… first you need to plant the seeds you birthed in a pot properly…! Then you need to extract your milk and raise them well!]
“Ah.”
Only then did Ye-sol realize what the daisy had been referring to as “nutrients.”
“I understand.”
“Hyung…? Who are you talking to…?”
As if having made some kind of decision, Ye-sol grabbed the bottle containing the daisy and took Dong-jeong’s hand.
“Dong-jeong, it says we need to give milk to the seeds we birthed. You’ll help, right?”
“…!”
Click, the door closed as Ye-sol pulled Dong-jeong, whose eyes had widened, into the room.
5
Sex Guiding of Desire and Chaos
One week later, the Jibural team finally received a proper mission.
“…So we’ve decided that for this mission, the entire Jibural team will move together.”
After listening to Team Leader Kye Sung-gi’s detailed explanation in the small theater set up in the mansion, all the Jibural team members wore serious expressions.
“Mmm…?”
Only Ye-sol looked perplexed. It was clear that a high-risk dungeon had opened, but their dispatch to the site wasn’t immediate but the next day.
“I think the center’s still recovering from the last incident, so our turn got pushed back.”
As if knowing what Ye-sol was thinking, Guide Min-hwan whispered in a small voice beside him. Only then did Ye-sol realize there was an order to entering dungeons. Although the center managing espers and guides was unique, private companies formed by retired espers and guides could also enter dungeons with government approval when they opened.
“Guide Ye Min-hwan is correct. The center’s manpower is severely lacking, and as media control isn’t possible currently, we’ve judged it best to enter the dungeon when there are as few people as possible.”
Hearing Team Leader Kye’s explanation, Ye-sol felt heavy-hearted. It reminded him of his grandfather’s situation. Although the appearance of the dungeon wasn’t Ye-sol’s fault, perhaps because he was the grandson of the center’s association chairman, he couldn’t help feeling this way.
“Team Leader Kye Sung-gi.”
At that moment, Esper Dong-jeong, who had been quietly listening to the explanation beside Ye-sol, stood up and raised his hand high. Unlike his previously timid and naive appearance, he was overflowing with confidence.
“…Esper Hwang Dong-jeong, what is it?”
Though Jibural Team Leader Kye should have been the happiest about this positive change, for some reason, he didn’t look very pleased.
“Could you tell us the scale of these ‘few people’ you mentioned? I’m curious if it’s a situation where the faces of our Jibural team, especially Ye-sol hyung, might be exposed!”
“That…”
Confronted with a question he hadn’t considered, Team Leader Kye looked bewildered. He only knew that about two teams from private companies would be there, but hadn’t confirmed whether the entry of broadcasting stations or reporters would be controlled.
The mission time was 3 AM. Thinking about it, vulture-like reporters would pop up at any time if there was a sensational issue or scoop. Unlike the original members of the Jibural team, Ye-sol had never been exposed to the outside. If his appearance became known to the public at this time… problematic situations could already be anticipated.
“I… hadn’t thought of that. I’ll look into the relevant issues.”
“Yes, please do!”
“…”
Apparently satisfied with Team Leader Kye’s answer, Dong-jeong shouted loudly and sat down.
“…Dong-jeong, you’re cool.”
“Really? It was nothing special to me.”
When Ye-sol gave him a thumbs up and complimented him, Dong-jeong shrugged and munched on the snacks Butler Kwak had brought.
“Mmm, these are delicious. You should eat some too, hyung.”
“Okay.”
“Open your mouth. I’ll feed you.”
“I can eat with my hands… Oh!”
Despite Ye-sol waving his hand, Dong-jeong put a biscuit into his mouth. Though Ye-sol looked a bit embarrassed, the snack was so delicious that he accepted whatever Dong-jeong fed him. The dark theater was soon filled with the sound of the two amicably sharing snacks.
The Jibural team members, excluding these two, found it annoying.
Dong-jeong had become completely full of himself. A week ago, in the milk duct unblocking battle, Ye-sol had chosen Dong-jeong over anyone else in the Jibural team. Even when they ate dinner together that day, he couldn’t tell if it was a dream or reality, but when Ye-sol asked for his help with milking, he became certain.
‘It’s clear that Ye-sol hyung likes me…!’
Though Dong-jeong was an absolute virgin who had never liked anyone or even experienced a crush, he believed this was definitely not his imagination. Without having to ask people specifically, everyone would say the same thing. They would say that no one would use such an affectionate and cute voice with someone they didn’t like.
‘Mmm, Dong-jeong, your hands are nice and big. I really… like how well you… squeeze. Hah, mmm, warm and… feels good…’
Moreover, as the milk was being expressed, Ye-sol repeated three times that he liked it. Perhaps Ye-sol had his eye on him from the beginning. Dong-jeong felt deeply sorry for not noticing Ye-sol’s feelings.
However, one thing that bothered him was that Ye-sol unexpectedly brought up Guide Min-hwan.
‘Min-hwan used to handle my chest really well… I feel a bit sorry…’
‘Min-hwan hyung? Hyung! I’ll help you from now on! Don’t ask Min-hwan hyung anymore!’
‘H-Huh? Oh, Dong-jeong, it’s not like that! Min-hwan was just helping me, nothing more…!’
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
