Chapter 27
Anschel silently cursed with familiar profanity as he quickly prepared the potatoes and onions. While he was chopping away on the cutting board, Harriet was absentmindedly eating chocolate snacks. Anschel opened a cabinet and spoke to Harriet.
“Are all these mugs in use?”
“…Yeah. The white one is for water, this one for drinks… and this one for cocoa.”
Why is only the cocoa mug so enormous?
Harriet really loved sweet things. That’s why Angela often nagged him about getting diabetes.
Even now, before dinner, Harriet was naturally unwrapping and eating two chocolate snacks. Come to think of it, that merman also really loved sweets.
‘Does becoming a merman change your taste to prefer sweet things?’
Anschel sighed as he poured the vegetables into the pot. When he added the curry powder, Harriet gave him an interested look.
“Curry…”
“Yes.”
“I’ve never had it before.”
“…”
‘How has he never tried such a common food?’
Anschel opened his eyes wide in surprise. Meanwhile, Harriet was sitting on the sofa appreciating the photo of “Ender’s sperm count that was more than ten times that of a normal person.”
It was such a peaceful scene that it nearly killed Anschel’s spirit as he had been feeling guilty about the merpeople and contemplating revenge for his parents. Of course, the photo Harriet was holding was not peaceful at all.
Anschel sighed and unconsciously swirled the capsaicin around the curry once. Coming to his senses, he swirled it once more, making it a total of two rounds of capsaicin sprinkled into the curry. Then he stirred it with a ladle.
He wondered if there was anything he could do even if he ran for president and won. Anschel wasn’t part of the ruling class.
No matter how he thought about it, the only good thing would be having a higher rank than that damn superior of his, Ender McGuire. That was extremely appealing, but for the sake of the merpeople and the land, Anschel couldn’t make a hasty decision.
Meanwhile, the curry was ready. Anschel habitually served rice in bowls and poured curry over it. That’s how two bowls of curry were completed. The smell was excellent, and Harriet looked at what was placed in front of him and smiled as if troubled again.
“Aren’t you going to eat?”
“I can’t eat hot things.”
Anschel shoved the hot curry into his mouth easily. But soon he let out a small groan. It was damn spicy. The curry was quite hot… but it was just right. It cleared his complicated mind.
After Anschel had taken about four bites, Harriet finally took a spoonful of curry and put it in his mouth.
At the same time, the door to Harriet’s house burst open.
“Colonel.”
The intruder was, of course, Ender McGuire. He opened the door with familiarity and glanced at Anschel as if looking at an intruder. Ender these days was overflowing with charm to the extent that anyone who saw him would be entranced.
“Sunbae!!!”
Ender, who had been glaring at Anschel, was startled when he saw Harriet and rushed over. He became agitated when he saw Harriet lowering his head and trembling.
What’s going on?
Anschel also jumped up in surprise.
“Ugh, hic…”
Surprisingly, Harriet was crying. Ender caught Harriet’s falling tears in his palm as if they were precious, and while his mouth was open, he growled softly.
“…Who is the bastard?”
He muttered that he would not forgive whoever dared to make his sunbae cry. Anschel noticed that Harriet’s lips had turned red and realized what was happening.
Surprisingly, Harriet was sobbing because he had eaten something spicy. The man who had endured the military’s biological experiments and spoke as if they were nothing.
“I’ll kill him. That son of a bitch… I will.”
His muttering voice was very brutal, and murderous intent overflowed with the will to tear someone apart right then and there. He didn’t seem to realize that Harriet was crying because he had eaten the food Anschel made.
“Spiiicy…”
Harriet said with a loose tongue. Tears fell like jewels from his pure white eyes. Even in this situation, Anschel clearly witnessed Ender secretly licking up the tears collected in his palm while Harriet wasn’t looking.
“Sp… spi, spicy…”
“Which son of a bitch are you talking about?”
“Sob…”
Harriet couldn’t handle spicy food, and he was terrible with anything stimulating. Anschel, who had acquired this new information, turned pale and quietly dumped both bowls of curry into the sink, making a promise to himself.
I’m definitely going to become president.
At least, that seemed to be the only way to survive if this incident was ever discovered.
* * *
Mornings in the countryside tend to be very early.
The morning began with the cock-a-doodle-doo of roosters that sounded like background music. Since Harriet was a heavy sleeper and had low blood pressure, he spent a long time sitting on the bed trying to chase away sleep.
Then, as usual, he got up with his walking stick and limped toward the bathroom.
Given that his lips still felt numb, that incredibly spicy curry from yesterday must have been quite potent. Harriet vowed never to touch curry again as he put the toothbrush in his mouth.
Being severely weak to stimulating foods, he had difficulty finding food he could eat for breakfast. Rich broths were challenging, and stews were difficult too.
So Harriet’s breakfast mostly consisted of soft tofu or soy milk. He occasionally ate fruit, but he couldn’t eat much of it. Only sweet things were an exception.
Harriet washed up quickly and came out wearing a wrinkled black t-shirt. It was too hot to wear a military uniform. He had already discarded his military boots long ago. Harriet put on simple black sandals that didn’t violate military regulations and opened the front door.
“Hello, Sunbae.”
His cute junior was standing in front of the entrance with a precise posture. It was amazing how he had timed his arrival to match when Harriet came out. Harriet smiled awkwardly for a moment before nodding.
“Did you sleep well?”
“Yes, I slept well.”
“Hmm…”
Ender’s face was particularly radiant. He seemed to have regained vitality since coming here. Anschel had looked at Harriet once and sweated, saying he didn’t know why, but Ender looked like someone who had found a zest for life.
Ender seems to be more suited to rural life than city life.
“What’s your schedule for today?”
“Hmm… today, nothing in particular.”
Summer here is the harvest season. Most of the villagers were elderly, and the few young people had moved to the city.
So when it became difficult to manage the fields that spanned thousands of square meters, the residents would visit the military base to ask for help. Then Angela would excitedly run out and quickly finish the fieldwork.
Once when asked if it wasn’t difficult, Angela had said that she actually loved moving her body. Plus, they received rewards for helping with the harvest.
This time, thanks to Anschel and Angela’s hard work, they received enough watermelons to last all summer.
“Should we go fishing?”
“Yes.”
“It would be nice to catch a merman.”
“Haha… Hahahaha!!!”
Ender burst into laughter again, clutching his stomach at Harriet’s deadly humor. Harriet thought proudly that Ender was the only one who laughed at his jokes as he brushed his hair up.
After laughing for a while, Ender gazed at Harriet with emotional eyes. He seemed impressed by the fact that he had heard his sunbae’s joke.
“Your sense of humor is really irresistible, Sunbae.”
“Hmm… really?”
“Yes. My belly button has disappeared.”
Oh my, Harriet smiled softly and lifted Ender’s black t-shirt slightly. His smooth white lower abdomen was filled with muscles. He had a very firm and solid body from working out somewhere.
Harriet checked that Ender’s belly button was still there and looked up at his face. Ender’s red eyes had become a bit cloudy.
“Your belly button is there?”
“Ah… yes.”
“Ender?”
“…Yes.”
His eyes, which had momentarily clouded over, returned to normal. He had a dazed expression like someone whose reason had flown out into space and come back.
“Are you okay?”
“…Yes, I have an erection.”
That wasn’t what he was asking about; he had asked because Ender was acting as if his soul had left his body…
As expected, Ender was diligent. He was an odd junior who would laugh at jokes and then suddenly get an erection. Harriet smiled slightly and stroked Ender’s stomach. It was a gesture meant to calm him down, but Ender’s condition was actually getting worse in real-time.
Harriet gently slipped his hand inside Ender’s black t-shirt. Strangely, he had wanted to touch that belly button and abs for a while now. He moved his hand along them. Ender stood very still, receiving Harriet’s touch with a flushed face.
“Haa…”
Ender sighed hotly and opened his eyes halfway. A drop of sweat rolled down his beautiful face.
These days, Harriet found it difficult to take his eyes off Ender, to the point where he felt strange about himself. From his beautiful eyes to his charming and sexy lips, his gaze was captivated as if enchanted.
Especially with those eyes full of desire, yet quietly and modestly accepting Harriet’s touch, he seemed like a bewitching creature.
While Harriet touched his muscular abdomen and moved to stroke his side, Ender quietly bit his t-shirt and remained still.
His red lips curved up into a quiet arc. Far from subsiding, his excitement seemed to have grown.
Harriet was a bit late to work that day because he had to take care of his healthy junior who got erections at the most random times.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
