My Girlfriend Tempting Setups

….

… I had a dream a long time ago.

It's a dream from a time when everyone was making a fuss about the children's mystery animation that was being air at the time.

"Hey. Chang, you really can't guess. Why are you wrong in the important part even though you reasoned well until the middle part?"

"Just seeing the culprit made me panic. Why did you suddenly point to someone else?"

'Even if the lady is in a hurry, she shouldn't be accused of being a criminal because of that.'

"Still, you got halfway, right?"

'Hey, you still haven't found an important clue. But how can you guess who is the culprit?'

"The important clue is that the main character talks about it at the climax, pretending that only he knows."

"Why wait for evidence that will never come out anyway?"

'Umm… Write. Is that so?'

"We have no choice but to find out based on the reaction."

'Still, I don't want to drive without convincing evidence. Then you're so pitiful.'

"Why are you taking this so seriously?"

"It's only a cartoon, so what?"

"What do you expect from a cartoon where a person in front of the subway kills someone for blowing his nose in front of him?"

'Is that so?'

'Yeah, I guess I was taking it too seriously.'

"You idiot~!"

"Mystery Gaemote~!"

"Don't guess anything!"

Wahaha!

Wahaha!

Wahahaha… Wow…

….

… I woke up from my dream with that smile for the last time.

"What kind of dog dream is this?"

It was a dream that made me feel strange in the morning. It seems like it happened a long time ago, but it's been so long that I don't remember.

Rather, where is this place?

I thought it was the guild home again, so I stood up holding my stiff crotch, and the familiar smell of a female hit my nose.

"It's a house."

Cheap studio apartment. My own little castle.

It's a trash can full of clothes scattered everywhere and dishes roughly soaked in water. For some reason, the room was organized.

'What, why is the room so clean?'

I rubbed the corners of my eyes and focused.

I heard the washing machine running. The clothes that had been left behind were organized, and the trash can was empty. There wasn't a speck of dust on the floor that was hanging on the floor, as if they had been vacuumed, and there was also the smell of delicious soybean paste soup.

"Huh."

It's a dining table.

What, she left the food prepared?

As I was holding my shoulder and feeling goose bumps, wondering if I had been there, I noticed the notepad on the table.

I'm sorry for arbitrarily borrowing your key. I couldn't wake you up because you were sleeping so comfortably.

I couldn't let you sleep at a construction site, so I brought you to your dorm.

But the room was dirty, and the air is stuffy. It's such a mess. So I cleaned.

I left some food for you while I was cleaning up my room, so heat it up and eat it when you wake up.

If it feels good, call me again next time.

○○○○○○○○○○○← Here is my number♡

A cow that loves prostitutes so much♪

"It wasn't a dream."

It's been years since I left home without even thinking about it and stopped eating home cooked meals. I hurriedly warmed up the miso soup and poured down the slightly cooled rice to fill my empty stomach, secretly feeling emotional.

"Oh, it's so fucking delicious."

It was the taste of home.

I know how to make soybean paste soup, but this was something different. It had a strong taste of affection.

It's even full of my favorite enoki mushrooms...

Why does a crazy bitch looking for sex with a barbarian coat in the middle of the night act so adorable?

I don't even know her face, but my heart is racing!

'What am I really involved with? What on earth are you doing?'

It is true that I have used up all my life's worth of luck.

I can't meet a woman like that twice.

I became anxious.

"Let's calm down. It's going to get ugly like this. I can't act like the idiot I see on the internet and lose that good girl!"

Considering that yesterday, at the end of the day, I was clinging to her breast and shaking my back like a child, I'm embarrassed enough.

Still, she said she liked me.

Nevertheless, she said she would submit to me.

Even though she beat me, [System Window] said she gave in to me.

"Is it perhaps someone with a special sexual kink?"

This is a story you can tell just by looking at it. I never thought a high ranker would have kink like that.

I didn't want to miss this string, so I finished my meal quickly and saved the number I received on my phone.

'What about the notepad?'

I was thinking about throwing it away, but then I remembered that it was a job that involved a lot of fighting.

Something like 'My cell phone broke, and my number disappeared~' isn't it?

The note was stuck to the refrigerator with a magnet. Just in case I don't forget.

"Huh?"

After finishing the meal, I was lost in the afternoon for a while.

My dick still itches. This is the first time in my life that I have seen such a masterpiece. A pussy that is tight with a three-layer structure... Isn't it a pussy of a high-class whore after all?

No, that went too far.

But I never thought a woman like that would exist in this world...

'Then I see, I'm in my pajamas again.'

I looked inside my pants, wondering why there are so many people changing my clothes these days.

I was impressed.

"Huh… What is this?"

There is a 'kiss mark' left on the dick.

It was a visually revealed kiss using lipstick.

As if to prove by my actions that [I truly love you], I left behind not just one, but many.

From the looks of it, it must be in his balls. It's hard to see, but maybe on the butt.

'What, something that even a bitch who paid hundreds of thousands won't do...' How much does she like me?'

Behavior that clearly shows a full of affection.

A flirty, lovely effort to be loved by a man.

No. It seems like it will stand just by looking at it.

His self-esteem as a man surged as he thought, 'I conquered such a good woman.'

His balls were boiling with a satisfying desire for conquest when he made her kiss his dick and made her submit under his crotch.

"No, you slut. It's only been a day since I was treated like a stallion. Considering that I committed it until dawn today, it was a day trip to her pussy. Be more self-reliant, you bastard."

Perfect! Perfect!

I hit my dick twice with the palm of my hand to calm my erection and immediately rushed into the bathroom. It was a shame, but I erased the kiss marks. Since things have turned out this way, I might have something to write about.

I am now no different from a male prostitute.

I is a male prostitute who cares about the person he loves.

Starting today, I decided deeply in my heart to keep my dick, especially clean.

*

"Ah, Mr. Chang."

"Hello, everyone. It's a very good morning. The sky is bright, the home is peaceful, birds are chirping, and even the flowers smell fragrant."

Nodding.

"Oh, what is it? Did something good happen?"

"It's a good thing. I guess I got lucky after joining the guild. I can't tell you in detail, but this is a perfect guild, isn't it?"

"Really? I don't know what it is, but congratulations. We are a good guild. Chang is a bit of a first impression, so..."

"Hey, everyone apologized, so why are you saying that again?"

Haha….

Uhuhu.

When I arrived at the guild home, I chatted lightly with the receptionists and then carefully asked.

Since I am close with Seong Yeon, I am afraid that I might seem like I am being too self-indulgent.

"I want to meet the guild leader. Is she in her room?"

"Yes. There are some..."

The answer was vague, and the ending of the sentence was blurred.

"What's going on?"

"Hey, I can't say things like this to other guild members... So I'm asking, You two are friends, right?"

"Huh? Yes, we are friends. We may keep our distance in public, but our relationship is not that awkward."

When I added that they had seen it back then, they smiled brightly and said that they had found someone they could trust.

"Then I'll tell you. I think Seong Yeon isn't feeling well today."

"I don't know what she did in the morning, but she came home early in the morning and her legs were shaking... Even when I asked her where she had been late at night, she just vaguely said she was sick and went to the hospital. "

Early in the morning?

"I heard there's a lot of work these days because of the Golden Tower. Isn't that why?"

"That may be true. She has a lot to hide from us. So, could you please go up and take a look at her situation? I'm so worried that if she falls, our guild will fall as well."

"It's good for me. Coincidentally, I also came to see Song Yeong's face."

"Thank you. I'll tell you that Mr. Chang is going up right away."

"Yes."

She connected the line from the reception desk to the upper floor, exchanged a few words, and nodded.

"You can go up."

I wondered what I would do if I was rejected, but the OK sign simply came down.

"As expected, she's a friend. Our guild leader is very strict, no matter what she looks like. When she's in bad shape or her condition is down, she doesn't meet anyone."

"What about her maid, Bugilma Ceres?"

"She is an exception. Still, there are times when she gets rejected. On a day like today, she would have absolutely refused, but I think Chang allows it because you are her friend."

"I'm embarrassed to say it because it feels like I'm getting special treatment."

"Oh, you're her friend. Actually, Chang is the only one who would accept this kind of request, so everyone is secretly looking forward to it."

If you listen to the story, it seems like she has a lot to hide, even from her fellow guild members.

What's so secretive... Does Mrs. Ceres know something?

'I guess that's why it's Bugilma Ceres. I guess I found a good person.'

I denied it at the time, but aren't these two people dating? Otherwise, there's no way she could keep her underwear.

Hmm.

Is this another wrong guess?

I don't know.

"I'm going up."

"Yes. Please take care of our guild leader, Mr. Chang."

There was something about the way she spoke, but I thought it was no big deal and took the elevator up.

Top floor.

The floor is used by Seong Yeon, Ceres, and Guild higher executives.

The center of a wide hallway reminiscent of a huge hotel. I knocked on the big, clean door.

"Seong Yeon. Are you inside?"

Knock.

Knock.

"Seong Yeon?"

Knock…

It was so quiet that I wondered if anyone was inside, but soon it was loud and loud! A loud noise greets me.

"A prostitute?" {MC nick name is prostitute }

"It's me. Can I come in?"

"Wait a minute! I'm busy right now!"

"Uh… Sorry. I didn't know you were busy. So I'll go back and come back later?"

"No! You don't have to! Wait, 5 minutes! No! Just give me 10 minutes!"

What was going on? I heard loud footsteps inside the room.

It was the sound of running around and organizing something.

What on earth is she doing inside?

It's like the feeling you get when your parents come into your room during adolescence... Did she hit her adolescence?

"Ha! It's okay now! Come in!"

"What does it mean to be okay? What did you do inside to make such a fuss?"

"Ahaha…"

My friend Seong Yeon greeted me with an awkward smile.

The girl's face turned bright red, her whole body was covered in sweat, and she was making obscene breathing noises that anyone could see.

"You…"

"Huh?"

"By any chance, were you just in your period?"

"… No!"

It took a while.

Is that right?

Right?

If you look at this reaction, it is 100%.

"What, you're a girl too?"

"No, pervert! What are you talking about when you suddenly come here? If you're going to say something like that, close the door!?"

The reaction was so intense that I laughed and made fun of her.

'That's right, that's right~!' She said, 'No!' She denied it vehemently and pushed me away.

Fierce negativity equals fierce positivity.

Mmmm.

'Even though you're a top ranker and all, you're an infinitely cute friend in private.'