Evil Organization’s Extra Mr. A – Chapter 56

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Xrecker
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After a passionate night with Yu-bin, we both got ready for work, heading to our respective part-time jobs, or so she thought.

As usual, Yu-ra greeted me in the kitchen when I arrived at the cafe after noon.

“Ah-ssi, good morning.”

“It’s not morning.”

I gave a playful retort and went to the storage room to change, and she followed me, putting down her work.

What happened next was also routine. Yu-ra wordlessly pressed herself against me, wrapped her arms around my waist, pulled me close, and kissed me.

It felt like our kisses had become more intense since I’d initiated one last week. Knowing I couldn’t escape her superhuman strength, I didn’t even try. I kissed her back, our tongues tangling, a slightly erotic moment unfolding in the storage room.

“Did you eat strawberries?”

I tasted strawberries in her kiss and asked as we parted, and she nodded.

“I ate a few while preparing the fruit this morning. They weren’t good enough to sell.”

“Were there many customers?”

“Same as usual.”

We chatted casually, our usual after-work routine, as I changed into my uniform. I briefly wondered if it was more risky for us to be alone in the storage room like this, changing clothes, in case someone came in, but I didn’t say anything.

“How was Hunter Killer?”

Asking her about Hunter Killer had become natural. She always talked about her team, and perhaps because she’d patiently answered my occasional questions about the team’s atmosphere, I no longer felt awkward asking.

“It’s been hectic. No duels because of the rain, but there’s been a lot going on with the team members.”

It was a story I already knew. She was probably referring to Green and Blue, though I wasn’t sure if Yellow was also involved.

The stories of the other two were probably the ones I knew best.

Their family situations.

“Why? Did you guys have a fight?”

This was the most difficult part: pretending not to know, asking questions I already knew the answers to. I was always worried I’d accidentally reveal something Yu-ra hadn’t told me.

I had to be especially careful with Yu-ra, the only Hunter Killer member who openly discussed the team’s internal affairs.

“No, things are good within the team. Better than before. But Green and Blue…”

She started to say something, then stopped. She probably didn’t want to share her teammates’ personal struggles, and it wouldn’t be appropriate either.

“You don’t have to tell me if it’s something serious.”

I already knew, and there was no need to press her. She wasn’t the type to share personal stories easily anyway.

“Then should I tell you something else?”

Her words piqued my interest. Was it about Hunter Killer’s internal affairs, something about their combat capabilities, something I could report? I held onto a sliver of hope.

“It seems like all our team members have boyfriends now.”

My hope vanished instantly. It was the topic I was most uncomfortable with.

When Yu-ra had first said, “I think Red has a boyfriend,” my heart had sunk. Because that boyfriend was me.

And now, all the team members had boyfriends?

Then it hit me. Aside from Yu-bin and Yu-ra, Green and Blue’s boyfriends might not be me. I blushed, realizing I might have jumped to conclusions.

I was embarrassed for assuming they were all talking about me just because I’d helped them.

“Boyfriends, huh? Don’t you have anyone?”

While we kissed every time we met, we hadn’t officially defined our relationship. I asked, wondering if she was seeing someone else, and her expression hardened, her eyes narrowing.

“Wh-why?”

I stammered, sensing her anger, annoyance, and a mix of other emotions.

“Whatever.”

She replied curtly, clearly upset, and left for the kitchen. I stood there in the storage room, realizing I’d made a mistake.

“We even slept together. I wasn’t thinking.”

We’d shared a passionate night and had kissed every time we met since then. Yu-ra’s feelings must have developed further, but I hadn’t considered that. I had to apologize.

Yu-ra had resumed washing dishes in the kitchen and didn’t look at me when I entered.

“Yu-ra?”

I called out to her, but she didn’t respond, even though she must have heard me.

She had every right to be angry. While we hadn’t officially defined our relationship, I was probably the closest thing she had to a boyfriend.

While I couldn’t be certain Green and Blue’s boyfriends were me, if Yu-ra was talking about a boyfriend, it was almost certainly me. And I’d initiated a kiss last week and was now asking if she was seeing anyone else. I, usually so perceptive, had made a careless mistake.

“Yu-ra?”

I approached her and called out again, but she continued washing dishes with a sullen expression, ignoring me.

How could I appease her? Should I kiss her?

No, that was something you did when she was happy, not when she was angry.

“Kwon Yu-ra?”

“Don’t talk to me.”

Her cold rejection as I stood next to her, calling her name, sent a shiver down my spine. I was reminded once again that a woman’s anger was unpredictable and difficult to navigate.

Knowing anything I said would only backfire, I silently started helping her with the dishes.

We’d been kissing passionately in the storage room just minutes ago, and now, the atmosphere had completely changed. I’d made a similar mistake with Yu-bin, not contacting her when I stayed out, but this was worse.

My careless question implied a lack of consideration for Yu-ra’s feelings and indifference towards our relationship.

I wasn’t indifferent towards her, and I’d always been considerate. While she had initially been a source of information about Hunter Killer, she was now my colleague, my friend, and someone I was attracted to, so my feelings for her had become more complex, more positive.

An hour passed, then two. I hoped an opportunity to apologize would arise, but Yu-ra continued working diligently, ignoring me, and I couldn’t find the right moment to interrupt her.

We finally took a break, and Yu-ra went out the back door. I hesitated, unsure whether to follow her, when the owner came into the kitchen.

“Did you two have a fight?”

“Huh? No, I just… made a mistake.”

She clicked her tongue and looked at me with a mixture of pity and disapproval. I wasn’t sure if it was directed at me or Yu-ra, but she shook her head.

“Whatever it is, go apologize. That’s why I gave you a break.”

I felt the gazes of the counter staff on me. They’d clearly sensed the tension between us.

“I’m sorry. I’ll be back soon.”

I decided to take the owner’s advice and went out the back door.

I didn’t see Yu-ra anywhere. She couldn’t have gone far in the rain. I looked around, searching for her.

There was an awning behind the cafe, where the owner’s car was parked, and I saw movement behind the car.

I quietly approached, thinking it might be Yu-ra, and found her crouching on the ground behind the car.

“…”

Seeing her huddled there, her head down on her knees, felt like a punch to the gut, and the guilt I’d been trying to suppress resurfaced.

“Yu-ra.”

She looked up at me, her light purple eyes filled with anger.

“What do you want?”

“…”

Her question made me speechless, and I sat down next to her.

I sat close, and she moved away slightly. I moved closer again.

“Don’t come any closer.”

Her voice was laced with a hint of tears, and I looked at her. She met my gaze, then quickly looked away.

“I’m sorry. For saying something stupid.”

“What did you say?”

“…About you having… another boyfriend.”

“So what if I have another boyfriend?”

“I’m sorry.”

Her gaze returned to mine, her anger still simmering.

Looking into her eyes, I realized it wasn’t anger, but deep hurt.

I wasn’t good with words. I didn’t know how to say things like “I’m your boyfriend,” especially in moments like this. It felt awkward and embarrassing.

But this wasn’t about me; it was about Yu-ra. While I couldn’t say everything I felt, I had to be honest and apologize sincerely.

“Fine. Go ahead and date someone else.”

I knew she wasn’t serious, but her words still stung.

The thought of Yu-ra with another man, even just imagining it, was unpleasant.

I wasn’t sure which emotion was stronger: my desire to gather information or my personal feelings for her. But I knew I didn’t like the idea of her being with someone else.

I took her hand, and she looked at me, surprised by the sudden contact.

“Date who?”

“H-huh?”

She’d been the one who was hurt and angry, but hearing my voice, laced with annoyance, startled her.

“Are you really going to see someone else?”

“…”

She didn’t answer, her lower lip trembling.

I knew it was a childish reaction, that she hadn’t meant it.

But my words had hurt her, and she hadn’t let it go, so I couldn’t just ignore it.

“Are you?”

“N-no, I won’t.”

My intense gaze and firm tone made her retract her statement.

A brief silence fell between us. Her hand, warm in mine, didn’t pull away.

“I’m sorry.”

There were no shortcuts to an apology. All I could do was apologize until she felt better, even if I was tired of saying it.

“…I was hurt.”

Yu-ra finally spoke.

“I’ve never even considered anyone else but you.”

Her words made me realize what I meant to her.

“I was looking forward to our drinks this week, and it felt like… I was the only one who cared.”

Human emotions weren’t one-sided. There’s a saying that joy shared is joy doubled, and sorrow shared is sorrow halved.

Yu-ra’s emotions were a reflection of my actions, and my careless words had hurt her.

While she’d been too angry to speak, I’d been thinking about our planned drinking session. She must have been looking forward to it all week, and I worried it wouldn’t happen.

It wasn’t just about the drinks themselves. I didn’t want to ruin something she’d been looking forward to.

“And if A also…”

Her voice trembled. Her cheerful personality and bright smile often made me forget

that I was the only person she could rely on.

It wasn’t an arrogant assumption. She had no one else, and I was her only support; I knew that with certainty.

…I understood why the thought of her being with someone else had bothered me.

I’d become a safe haven for her, a place where she could be vulnerable, and the thought of losing that place to someone else had angered me.

I knew I was being possessive. Yu-ra wasn’t my property, and she wasn’t obligated to be with only me. But I couldn’t help but feel a surge of possessiveness.

I didn’t want her to experience the same pain and rejection she’d felt at the cafe. I held her close, my arms wrapped around her, patting her back as she spoke, and she leaned against me.

“I’m sorry. I won’t say that again. Let’s have drinks after work.”

“…Okay.”

I stroked her hair as she nodded, then a thought crossed my mind.

“…You’re really not going to see anyone else, right?”

Yu-ra, who’d buried her face in my chest, looked up, startled.

“No! Absolutely not! I don’t even know any other guys, and I’m not interested in anyone else…!”

Had she taken my earlier words seriously? She quickly denied her previous statement, eager to reassure me, and I kissed her.

“Hmm, oh.”

Our soft moans mingled with the sound of the rain.

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