Team Leader Kye, as if ready to listen to anything Ye-sol said, loosened his grip and followed Ye-sol. When they safely approached the guiding protective barrier, Ye-sol patted Team Leader Kye’s head, which was wet with the liquid.
“…”
Though he didn’t speak, his intensely fluctuating gaze remained fixed on Ye-sol.
“Ah! What about the other members? Gi-chan and Dong-jeong!”
“When you and I are together, why do those guys matter?”
“Oh…”
Ye-sol was at a loss. According to Daisy, Team Leader Sung-gi was acting like a completely different person because of the pheromones. But he didn’t feel like an entirely different person. Could this be…
[Oh, milk tank, you actually do have a brain? That’s right. This dungeon emits pheromones that fulfill human desires. It shows the greatest fantasies. No human can resist being honest in this place.]
Ye-sol didn’t understand two-thirds of what Daisy was saying, but he generally comprehended that Team Leader Sung-gi was expressing his honest feelings because of the pheromones.
Rub rub.
“Huff huff…. Ye-sol, Ye-sol…”
Without any shame, Sung-gi took Ye-sol’s hand and rubbed it vigorously against his groin. When their eyes met, Sung-gi shook it even faster, continuously stimulating himself despite not being able to properly get erect due to the chastity device he was wearing. Breathing heavily without pause and groaning, he looked just like a puppy, which was cute.
“Team Leader, my hand hurts…”
“Gasp…! R-really?”
When Ye-sol, feeling mischievous, spoke with a disdainful expression, Sung-gi was startled and removed his hand. Then, as if he had committed a mortal sin, he licked Ye-sol’s slightly reddened hand. The way he licked it all over with his tongue while watching Ye-sol’s reaction really made him seem like a dog.
‘Ah. So that’s why Gi-chan calls him the dog-dick team leader…’
Ye-sol nodded as he recalled Sung-gi’s nickname. Interpreting this nod in his own way, Sung-gi now took Ye-sol’s fingers and sucked them deeply into his throat. When Ye-sol’s fingertips touched the moist, warm mucous membrane, he flinched, his throat trembling. It reminded him of when he had previously taken Sung-gi’s cock deep into his throat.
“Team Leader… do you like having your throat poked? Then is it okay if I insert all my fingers?”
“Kuk…!”
When Ye-sol pushed forcefully, thrusting into the back of his throat, Sung-gi struggled but moved his throat as if it was fine. His strong, thick Adam’s apple moved incessantly. Seeing this, Ye-sol momentarily felt sadistic.
[Wow, I thought you were just clueless, but you have that side too. Humans indeed.]
“Gasp, n-no…!”
At Daisy’s blatant rebuke, Ye-sol came to his senses. He quickly pulled his three fingers out of the mouth that was greedily swallowing them. With a slurp, Sung-gi, seemingly disappointed at not being able to suck the saliva-covered hand more, licked his lips before sucking to clean it thoroughly.
“Team Leader, we need to find our team members. Where on earth are Gi-chan and Dong-jeong…”
Seemingly unconcerned about the life or death of the Jibural team members, Sung-gi firmly held Ye-sol’s hand and followed as he walked. Even as they went, he occasionally fiddled with Ye-sol’s hand and gave him heated glances, but Ye-sol barely managed to ignore them. Somehow, he felt that if he kept looking into those eyes, strange feelings would arise.
‘Am I also being affected by these pheromones? Before something serious happens to me too, I need to find the team members quickly.’
Hoping the situation wouldn’t get any more serious, Ye-sol turned a corner.
Right after, he found someone who appeared to be Gi-chan from the opposite path.
“…Gi-chan!”
Despite raising his voice upon discovering Gi-chan, who was clinging to the wall like part of it, he didn’t move at all. A sense of unease suddenly bloomed. Ye-sol tried to quickly move forward but found it difficult because Sung-gi was still firmly holding his hand.
“Team Leader, please let go of my hand.”
“Huh? Okay…”
When Sung-gi released his hand with a very hurt expression, Ye-sol grabbed the shoulder of Gi-chan, who had his face pressed against the wall.
“Gi-chan! It’s me, Ye-sol! Are you conscious?!”
Fortunately, as soon as he shouted loudly, Gi-chan turned to look at Ye-sol, appearing fine. However, tears immediately welled up in his round eyes, which were wide with surprise.
“Huuk… Finally, I found you…! Hup, my milk tank prince…!”
Esper Jae Gi-chan also seemed to have become honest with his desires.
“Huh? Milk tank prince…?”
While Ye-sol was bewildered by the unexpected title, with a squelch sound, Gi-chan detached himself from the wall. Like Team Leader Sung-gi, he too was covered in a slick, mucous substance on his face and body.
“Why did you come only now…! How long have I been waiting!”
Gi-chan jumped up and flung himself into Ye-sol’s arms. He buried his face in Ye-sol’s cleavage, crying profusely, making Ye-sol’s chest damp.
“Uh, um… y-yeah…”
Ye-sol, not knowing what to do, stroked Gi-chan’s head and back.
“Prince…”
Sobbing, Gi-chan muttered and abruptly raised his head. The space between the large mounds of Ye-sol’s chest was dazzling. His already pretty face seemed to shine even more radiantly.
‘This is the first time I’ve seen Gi-chan cry like this…’
He had seemed like someone who wouldn’t even blink if pricked with a needle. If anyone was to have the crying role, it would have been Ye-sol, not Gi-chan. Yet to see him up close, shedding transparent tears… it was completely different from the usual Gi-chan who always had an irritated face and swore.
“But… Gi-chan, why am I a prince…?”
It was puzzling why “prince” was suddenly added to “milk tank.” In response, Gi-chan, looking even more confused, firmly grasped Ye-sol’s waist.
“Because I… am a princess.”
As he said this, Gi-chan’s face turned bright red with shyness.
“Huh…?”
While Ye-sol was dumbfounded, he soon decided to understand that this was all due to the influence of pheromones. Of course, the title “princess” really suited Gi-chan.
‘So is he a cock tank princess…?’
Although it felt like a strange combination—a princess with a handsome cock—if Gi-chan liked it, Ye-sol was fine with it too.
‘Then Gi-chan should wear a dress.’
If he was a princess of a country, a dress with elaborate decorations and sparkling jewels would really suit him well. His skin was not just white but soft and milky, so if he saw Gi-chan in a dress right in front of him, he might be mesmerized.
“Ah, Gi-chan…!”
While imagining Gi-chan in a pure white dress with a veil, the hands around his waist kneaded Ye-sol’s buttocks. With the eggs and plug inserted in his anus, Ye-sol reacted sensitively.
“Gi-chan! You can’t suddenly do that. We’re on a mission.”
When Ye-sol firmly reprimanded him, Gi-chan was startled and backed away. And his large eyes wavered as if he would shed tears at any moment. Ye-sol felt sorry for raising his voice, having been deceived by that beautiful face.
“Um… well…”
“Prince, are you angry…?”
“Huh? N-no. I’m sorry. I was just surprised. Gi-chan, I’m not angry.”
Feeling apologetic, Ye-sol soothed him by stroking his soft hair, and Gi-chan, who had been hiccupping, suddenly confessed.
“Hic…. The princess… wants to put her cock in the prince…”
“Me too, me too!”
At that moment, Team Leader Sung-gi, who had been hesitating at the side, shouted loudly. When Gi-chan glared at him, Sung-gi shot back as if he wouldn’t back down.
Flames began to smolder from the two men with clenched fists. Realizing they were about to use their abilities against each other, Ye-sol hurriedly stopped them.
“S-stop…! You two shouldn’t fight!”
“Yes…”
“Okay…”
Fortunately, as soon as Ye-sol scolded them, the two drooped their shoulders with dejected faces. Ye-sol felt a momentary flutter. Both Team Leader Sung-gi and Gi-chan had strong opinions and always acted stubbornly. But now it was different.
“…Then, will you listen to me well? Both of you.”
Ye-sol asked Sung-gi and Gi-chan, feeling hopeful. They nodded continuously with sparkling eyes. Seeing just this, they didn’t look like men in their 20s but rather like obedient kindergarteners.
“Then from now on, you two can’t fight, and you can’t swear either.”