09-1 Slave auction house

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09. Slave auction house

The kimchi stew that Do-hoon made was definitely delicious. The spicy and rich soup with tuna was one of those foods that he sometimes crave for. Suha picked up the spoon that was on the table and scooped up a large spoonful of the stew and put it in his mouth. He ate the kimchi stew, which were steaming hot, and the spicy and crunchy kimchi that was soaked in the stew was so delicious.

Do-hoon, sitting across from Suha, who was eating the stew with rice one bite at a time, lowered his head and quietly watched Suha eating his rice with relish. When he heard the sound of the spoon hitting the bowl, Suha's hands stopped.

Suha rubbed his protruding lower abdomen and leaned back against his chair, relaxing. Do-hoon, who had been watching him, got up from his seat and started clearing away all the dishes on the table. He glanced at Do-hoon as he closed the lid on the stew that was still emitting warm smoke.

He quietly watched him pick up the dishes from the table and take them to the sink to wash them. Because of the clothes that were tight on his body, Do-hoon’s back muscles stood out every time he moved his arms. He slightly bent his upper body that he had been leaning against and placed his arms on the table with a languid expression.

Shaaaa, he heard the sound of running water and the clanking of dishes. He turned his head slightly and saw a capsule in the half-open room. He had fun in the game and in reality, but he wanted to go back to the game. He tapped the table with his fingers. Do-hoon finished washing the dishes and turned around to look at Suha while shaking off the moisture from his hands.

"Why?"

“… When are you going?”

“Me? Um… why? Because you want to play games?”

Do-hoon pulled out the chair in front of him and sat down. Perhaps because he felt Suha looking at him and then looking away, Do-hoon just smiled softly. Do-hoon could see Suha trembling as he wanted to get into the game quickly. He wondered how much he wanted to play the game, thinking that he would send him away after having sex and preparing him a meal.

“… .”

Suha couldn't say anything to Do-hoon's words. He had sex with him, and he had washed him and prepared food for him, so he felt bad about kicking him out. However, he was filled with thoughts of wanting to get into the game and finish the tutorial quickly. He have to finish the tutorial. He could literally play the game Destiny as he wished, but there were too many things holding him back right now.

Do-hoon took off the apron he was wearing and placed it on the chair. Do-hoon walked towards Suha with a slight shrug. Do-hoon gently tapped Suha’s round white shoulder with his hand.

“I’ll come again tomorrow.”

“… Don’t come. I won’t open the door.”

“I know the password. It’s 123321.”

“I will change it.”

“I think it would be a good idea to change your password. Even if you’re a guy, you know that password is too easy, right?”

Suha looked up at Do-hoon, who was smiling with a sullen face. They say you can’t spit on a smiling face, but when he saw Do-hoon’s face, he felt like he could spit out phlegm while scratching his neck. When he saw the wrinkles forming between Suha’s eyebrows, Do-hoon, who was laughing playfully, ran to the front door.

“I’m going to go, so make sure to change your password!”

“Are you my mother? Stop it and go away!”

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