There were even stories about a guide who had been a trainee colleague of Ye-sol’s simply wanting to exchange brief greetings, but couldn’t even approach him because he was too frightened by the fiery-eyed Jibural team. In that sense, Ye-sol was like the heart or the only rose among thorns for the Jibural team.
“Hm? But why aren’t people coming over here…?”
Ye-sol asked while sitting in the sunniest spot with large windows. Though the cafeteria was spacious and crowded with people, no one dared approach Ye-sol’s table.
“That’s obviously because we’re monopolizing you, Ye-sol hyung….”
At that moment, Hwang Dong-jeong sat down next to Ye-sol with his tray and muttered. Ye-sol ignored such comments completely, his eyes widening at the mountain of rolled eggs piled on the tray.
“Wow! As expected of Dong-jeong…!”
“Hyung, I got a lot for you to eat.”
“Really? Thank you, Dong-jeong…!”
When Esper Hwang Dong-jeong spoke with a shy expression, Ye-sol smiled brightly and stabbed the rolled eggs with his fork, swallowing a piece in one bite.
“Mmm, delicious…!”
Ye-sol smiled happily with his mouth full of rolled eggs.
“Hyung….”
Dong-jeong had been embarrassed about showing unusual aegyo to the cafeteria lady for those rolled eggs, but seeing Ye-sol’s satisfied expression warmed his heart.
Clank.
“What’s this? A rolled egg party?”
The person who spoke cynically while loudly placing his tray on the table was Esper Jae Gi-chan. Jae Gi-chan’s tray wasn’t piled with rolled eggs but with stir-fried sausage and vegetables that Ye-sol had mentioned initially.
“I just smiled gently and asked for some stir-fried sausage, and they made it right away.”
Jae Gi-chan, with an expression that said ‘this is who I am,’ scooped up a generous portion of the special side dish with his spoon and offered it to Ye-sol. Ye-sol chewed on the sweet ketchup-covered plump sausages.
“Eating too much at once is not a good eating habit.”
Team Leader Kye Sung-gi appeared next, placing a tray with appropriate portions of side dishes, rice, and soup in front of Ye-sol, and handed him a glass of water. He was someone who cared about Ye-sol’s health above all else.
“You’re all being so sappy.”
Guide Min-hwan clicked his tongue at the Espers’ behavior while personally wiping the food stains around Ye-sol’s mouth with a tissue.
“Thanks, everyone. Hehe….”
Ye-sol was grateful that the Jibural team members took care of him from head to toe. All without knowing the real feelings behind their actions. Truly, only Ye-sol remained oblivious. Even if they had explicitly told him, it wouldn’t have made a difference. Rather, Ye-sol thought the Jibural team members truly understood each other.
The prohibition of solo activities.
The effect of Team Leader Kye Sung-gi’s declaration banning solo activities was truly remarkable. Afterward, Ye-sol simply accepted whatever the team members did as part of that ban. This applied not only to sex guiding but also when any team member was in heat and desired Ye-sol. It had become almost a rule that everyone must participate together.
And almost every night, Ye-sol never rejected the Jibural team members who came to his room.
“Hyung, I’m sorry about being too rough yesterday….”
“Hm?”
“Next time… I’ll be more careful. Really…. As I keep doing it, I’ll develop more patience like the others…. I’m sorry….”
Hwang Dong-jeong, who had been eating silently, muttered toward Ye-sol. He was seeking forgiveness for having roughly fucked Ye-sol until he passed out in his room last night. Ye-sol, not understanding what Dong-jeong was saying, chewed on the rolled eggs filling his mouth before exclaiming, “Ah!”
“Dong-jeong, it’s okay. You’ve improved so much from before! Though you’re still a bit wet.”
Ye-sol praised Hwang Dong-jeong for the way he had thrust his cock into Ye-sol’s hole while spanking his buttocks. Usually, such behavior was more characteristic of Team Leader Kye Sung-gi, but Ye-sol had noticed that Dong-jeong tended to become violent when highly aroused.
“Ye-sol hyung…. Then I’ll, I’ll try harder….”
Apparently moved by Ye-sol’s praise, Dong-jeong stuttered with a trembling voice. His face was already flushed red.
“Yeah, great!”
As Ye-sol grinned cheerfully, Jae Gi-chan, sitting across from him, wore an expression full of dissatisfaction. Having heard the entire conversation, he felt uneasy. Guide Ye Min-hwan and Team Leader Kye Sung-gi felt the same way. They all shot Esper Hwang Dong-jeong jealous, envious glares.
Though the Jibural team had implicitly agreed not to interfere with anyone’s desire for Ye-sol, they couldn’t hide their turbulent gazes. It was clear that if any one of the four made a misstep, the rule that wasn’t really a rule would shatter completely. Though they might appear solid on the surface, a strange tension surrounded the entire Jibural team.
“Min-hwan, try this too. Min-hwan needs to eat more. That way you’ll grow taller…! You need to put on more weight too.”
“Hyung… I’m already grown up….”
“Hm? No way! At twenty-one, your growth plates should still be open!”
“Growth plates….”
Min-hwan looked at the constantly cheerful Ye-sol with hazy, loving eyes. The rest of the team members had the same look. The heavy tension that had been in the air just moments ago completely changed with a single word from Ye-sol. That’s how powerful Ye-sol’s influence was.
But only Ye-sol was unaware of it. Having no sense of awareness at all, Ye-sol was simply grateful and happy that the Jibural team was always by his side. After the team leader’s declaration that they would no longer act individually, Ye-sol felt proud that the team members seemed to understand each other.
***
Squeeeze, squeeeeeze…!
After feasting early in the cafeteria, Ye-sol was alone in his room, expressing milk. It was a rare day off by himself. All team members had gone to attend to their own business, and Ye-sol was leisurely giving his plants plenty of milk nutrients in his room.
“Flower, the kids have really grown a lot, right? It seems like they’ll bloom soon… I wonder which one will bloom first?”
[The one you’ve been giving lots of milk to.]
The daisy answered in a nonchalant voice, as if it was stating the obvious. The daisy was still splashing about in a basin filled with soda, making waves with its leaves.
“Really…? I don’t think I’ve been regulating how much I give them… Oh! Sometimes I forgot to give them any. W-what should I do….”
As Ye-sol worried with a serious face, the daisy giggled.
[…Well, don’t worry too much. They actually say you’re taking too much care of them.]
“Oh, really? The seeds said that?”
Ye-sol was happy that the plants he had painfully birthed seemed to appreciate his dedication. But the latter part of the daisy’s comment made him worried again.
“Too much? …Should I not give them any today?”
Ye-sol stopped expressing milk. Drip, drip, precious milk dripped from his nipples.
[Won’t your breasts get engorged then? If you don’t express for even one day, won’t you get mastitis?]
The daisy had already figured out all of Ye-sol’s daily routines from living in the basin in his room.
Since giving birth to the seeds, Ye-sol would wake up early every morning, draw the curtains, and greet the potted plants. Not just a simple greeting—he would chatter about what dreams he had during the night or his schedule for the day. It was the same even when he had to leave early for a mission or come back late. Without fail, he would approach the pots and talk to them every day.
‘Hmm… though it’s a bit annoying, it’s quite enjoyable for the young sprouts.’
The daisy didn’t say it directly to Ye-sol, but plants are greatly affected by their environment. Of course, that meant being sensitive to soil, wind, and sunlight, but they were also particularly sensitive to sound. So when Ye-sol whispered to them with that cute voice every time, the plants could truly feel they were being loved.
Sparkle, sparkle.
Perhaps because of this, all the seedlings that Ye-sol had painfully given birth to and planted shone like falling stars in the daisy’s eyes.
“Hmm… what should I do then….”
Meanwhile, Ye-sol, who had fallen into serious contemplation, sucked the milk from his fingers before letting out an “Ah.” He seemed to have found a solution. Ye-sol took out a plastic soda bottle from the mini-refrigerator and poured it generously into the basin.
[What are you planning to do?]
When the daisy asked from the rippling water surface, Ye-sol smiled brightly.
“I’m going to store it in here from now on.”
[What? Even if you refrigerate it right after expressing, it will spoil after just one day.]
“I won’t let a day pass.”
As Ye-sol said this with slightly reddened cheeks, the daisy finally understood what he meant. Ye-sol was planning to collect the milk in a container to provide nutrients to another human rather than to the potted plants.
“Min-hwan said he wanted to drink it. Hehe.”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
