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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Cyno
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BANG BANG BANG
‘……Sma. Sma. Are you up?’
The sound of someone knocking on the door woke me from my sleep. My body felt heavy, as if I were being weighed down—no, Iruna was lying on top of me.
Traces of last night were still vividly present on her body. Her neck, collarbone, and chest were covered in kiss marks, and her face, which had swallowed my cum multiple times, was still glistening.
I distinctly remember being on top and Iruna beneath me when we fell asleep. Maybe she moved in her sleep and slipped off, letting cold air in.
Wait, the window wasn’t even open—where’s this draft coming from? Maybe I should move to a better house once I earn more money. I carefully shifted, trying not to wake Iruna.
“Mmm…”
Oops, too late.
“Did you sleep well?”
“Yes~ Did you sleep well too, Sma-nim?”
Iruna tried to move on her own but flinched and stopped, making a pained face.
“Sma-niiim. My back and waist hurt so much I can’t move.”
“Well, we went at it pretty hard last night. Just stay still if it hurts.”
Since I still had some energy left, I could handle the work. Under Iruna’s affectionate gaze, I pulled myself free—just as another knock came.
BANG BANG BANG
“Sma, if you’re still asleep, wake up already!”
That voice—it’s Serika. Did I oversleep? She must be here to drag me to work.
A security guard who oversleeps on his second day because he was too busy fucking and passing out. Even if I were the supervisor, I wouldn’t let that slide.
“Eek! Wh-who is it?”
“Probably our captain. She might barge in, so why don’t you go wash up in the bathroom?”
“Okay~ I was gonna wash up anyway.”
As soon as I got out of bed, the aftereffects of last night’s vigorous sex hit me. My legs were trembling. The bedroom also reeked, so I had to open the window.
I threw on something resembling a robe and opened the door to see Serika in full security guard uniform.
The security guard attire in Isekai Studio’s universe was a bit different from the standard. Instead of armor, they wore enchanted coats with monster-hide armor underneath.
The armor’s design was similar to a school uniform—not exactly one, but somewhere between the tackiness of a school outfit and the sophistication of a formal suit. Either way, it suited Serika well.
Would’ve suited her even better if her chest were bigger, though. Serika blushed at my casual attire.
“Ahem. At least dress properly before coming out. Did you just wake up?”
“Sorry. Am I late?”
“No. It’s not even work hours yet.”
Then why are you here? Sensing my confusion, Serika quickly explained.
“You drank so much yesterday, I thought you might not wake up in time, so I came to get you. As your superior, I should’ve stopped you from drinking to the point of blacking out. I feel terrible about it.”
Ah, so that’s why. I thought she was here to drag me in for being late. Her embarrassed expression was adorable—I wanted to tease her more.
“You were definitely drunk last night. First time seeing you like that.”
“Ugh. I showed you an unsightly side of me.”
She genuinely looked remorseful. Come to think of it, one of Serika’s affection triggers in Isekai Universe was calling her cute, right?
Serika, who always acted textbook-perfect to maintain her dignity as captain, was weak to being called cute. After all, she was still a woman. Surrounded by people who admired her for being cool, she secretly craved more feminine compliments like pretty or cute.
“Not at all. You were adorable.”
“Wh-what kind of tone is that with your superior? Hurry up and get dressed before you’re actually late.”
“Got it. Want to wait inside?”
“No. I’ll wait here.”
Good, she didn’t follow me in. I didn’t insist and closed the door. Back in the bedroom, Iruna was still lying down.
“Why aren’t you washing up?”
“I can’t move…”
“Good thing the person outside didn’t come in. Then rest a bit more. I need to wash up.”
“Huh? Where are you going?”
“Work, obviously.”
“Ah…”
Did she forget we met at the checkpoint yesterday? Her airheaded charm was endearing, but shouldn’t mages be smart?
After a quick wash, I started putting on my uniform piece by piece while Iruna watched.
“Why are you staring?”
“Just because I like it.”
“You like me that much?”
“Yes.”
An unusually firm answer from Iruna. We’ve only known each other for a day, yet she’s already this smitten. This is all my fault.
The fault of being too damn attractive!
“Then I’ll be back. It’s dangerous outside, so don’t go anywhere—just rest.”
“Okay…”
As I opened the door to leave, Iruna hesitated.
“Um, Sma-niim. C-can I…”
“Can you what?”
“Can I have a kiss before you go?”
Not a hard request. I leaned down and kissed Iruna on the bed. Despite all the sucking and biting last night, her lips didn’t taste bad—in fact, they were sweet.
Must be the protagonist’s privilege. After a quick peck, Iruna giggled.
“Have a good day~”
“Yeah. I’ll be back.”
Felt like being seen off by a wife. Outside, Serika was crouched, examining the flowerbed in front of the house.
That flowerbed could grow all sorts of plants. In The Royal Apothecary, one of Isekai’s games, you could harvest plants to make all kinds of aphrodisiacs.
In the latest game I played before transmigrating, the variety had expanded, and gifting flowers or herbs to heroines boosted their affection.
Since it’s early in the timeline, there’s probably just wildflowers and clover. In the game, inspecting the flowerbed would yield a four-leaf clover, which boosted luck. Taking it to the casino made slot machines pay out more.
“What are you looking at?”
“N-nothing.”
A little-known fact: giving Serika a four-leaf clover raised her affection. She had childhood memories of searching for them with her father.
If you didn’t give her one, her affection would cap, making this a crucial step for her romance route. In the original game, after this event, her illustration updated to show the clover tucked in her coat pocket.
“Nothing, huh? Were you looking for a four-leaf clover?”
“Wh-what? You keep teasing me. Have you forgotten I’m your superior?”
“Of course not. Oh, here’s one.”
Maybe it was a transmigration perk, but the four-leaf clover seemed to glow. If they were gonna make it game-like, they could’ve at least given me a status screen.
I plucked the clover and placed it in Serika’s hand.
“A gift.”
“You think I’d be happy over something like this?”
“If you don’t like it, give it back. I’ll use it as a bookmark.”
“But since it’s the first gift from my subordinate, I’ll treasure it. Thank you.”
She was obviously happy but playing hard to get. Serika carefully tucked the clover into her coat. Her smile was dazzling.
Damn, that’s a real eye-burner. The sunlight made my eyes hurt.
“Let’s go.”
“Yes.”
Serika’s steps were oddly light as we headed to work. Did the clover really make her that happy?
“Did you like the gift that much?”
“What? I’m just in a good mood today.”
“I see. By the way, did you get home safely last night? I asked Meheya-senpai to help, but I was a little worried. Maybe I should’ve taken you myself.”
“I got home fine, so don’t worry. Honestly, I should be the one worrying about you. What kind of superior makes their subordinate fret over them?”
“You were just that drunk.”
Serika’s limbs stiffened awkwardly. She hesitantly asked:
“Was I really that drunk?”
“It’s fine. You were cute.”
“Ugh.”
Serika buried her face in her hands. Her reaction was even stronger than before—probably because the clover boosted her affection.
“Stop calling me cute.”
“You’ve been blushing nonstop. Don’t you get called cute often?”
“Sigh. You really… Well, yes. You’re the first since my father.”
Her father, who’s been dead for years. I already knew, but I had to ask. It was part of raising her affection.
“You must’ve really loved your father.”
“Yeah. I did.”
She looked up at the sky with a distant expression. Spotting a rock ahead, I subtly guided her toward it.
As I got closer, Serika sidestepped—only to trip on a protruding stone. I caught her before she could fall.
“Whoa, almost took a tumble. Watch where you’re walking.”
“…Thanks.”
“No problem. Reminds me of last night—feels nice.”
“You really… Do you have to tease your superior every second?”
“Can’t help it. You’re just too cute.”
Serika shivered in my arms. If I pushed further, she’d snap. I quickly let her go.
“We’re here. Thanks for coming with me.”
“Sigh… Right. Work hard today.”
As she turned to leave, I called out:
“How about drinks again tonight?”
“I don’t drink every day.”
“Too bad. Well, good luck today, Captain.”
After work, I’ll head straight home and fuck Iruna. She was the perfect optimized fucktoy. If I hadn’t overslept, I would’ve shot a load into her before leaving.
As I opened the checkpoint door, the first hunter in line, Geum Taeyang, sidled up to me.
“Officer. You’re amazing.”
“At what?”
“Being so close with the infamous Security Captain. I’m in awe.”
“Save the flattery. Just get inside.”
“Yes, sir!”
Inside, I inspected Geum Taeyang’s belongings—nothing but standard gear. What kind of idiot hunting monsters doesn’t even bring condoms?
“Only normal gear today?”
“Ah, I heard about yesterday. That bald guy disrespected you, right? I didn’t want to risk upsetting you, so I’m just here to hunt today.”
“You think I’d throw someone as diligent as you in jail?”
Saying that felt weird. Did diligent even suit Geum Taeyang? It was as unnatural as saying white crow.
Well, white crows exist on Earth, so maybe a diligent Geum Taeyang exists too.
“Anyway, don’t worry. Do what you usually do.”
“Um, then… can I come back later? I forgot something.”
“Sure. But don’t forget anything this time.”
I curled my thumb and index finger into a money sign. Geum Taeyang grinned obsequiously.
“Of course! I’ll be right back!”
He dashed off to retrieve his gear.
“Next!”
I bellowed, but no one entered. There were a few in line—why weren’t they coming? Stepping outside, I saw hunters scattering in a hurry.
Did they think Geum Taeyang got turned away for carrying contraband? Well, I was tired, so this worked out. I’d rest until he returned.
By noon, a few hunters passed through the checkpoint into the dungeon. Word must’ve spread about the bald guy yesterday—today’s crowd was smaller.
Thinking about lunch, I fiddled with the checkpoint’s coffee maker when someone knocked.
Even dogs know not to bother people while they’re eating. Tch.
“Come in.”
The woman who entered wore an outfit more revealing than the average hunter’s. Metallic accessories adorned her neck and arms, and her desert dancer attire barely covered her chest and crotch.
She looked like a college sophomore seducing freshmen, with fox-like eyes curved like crescent moons.
“Hello, Officer.”
Even her voice oozed allure. I recognized her—Tanya, a romanceable character from The Kingdom’s Gatekeeper.
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