CH 9

3. Training center (3)

Ye-Hyeon sought an opportunity to stroke Yoon Seung-Jae’s head, but he was unable to easily challenge it because he was afraid that Yoon Seung-Jae would not like it.

“Still, I’m not saying I’m going to hold your hand or hug you, but I’m going to touch your head, but at this point, I thought I could try it once.”

Ye-Hyeon smiled dramatically and stretched out his arms and gently stroked Yoon Seung-Jae’s head.

“I trust you, I trust you,”

The curly hair crept through his fingers.

Ye-Hyeon’s lips bent unknowingly because it felt much softer than expected.

Then a cheerful bell rang.

[system]

The intimacy of ‘Target 4: Yoon Seung-Jae has increased by 1 point.

He doesn’t know how long it’s been since he saw this message.

Ye-Hyeon closed his eyes and smiled broadly.

“Get your hands off me,”

Yoon Seung-Jae said sharply, but did not pull out Ye-Hyeon’s hand and slightly turned his head to the other side.

However, he finally found a way to increase the intimacy, so Ye-Hyeon couldn’t be bothered.

“This really works.”

Ye-Hyeon sat up with his eyes twinkling.

“What?”

Yoon Seung-Jae secretly straightened his upper body back as if he felt unlucky.

‘What’s wrong with you all of a sudden?”

“You’re so cute.”

Ye-Hyeon laughed aloud and rubbed Yoon Seung-Jae’s head with both hands.

Whenever Ye-Hyeon swept it with his palm, his hair, which had been nicely arranged, came to mind.

Yoon Seung-Jae, embarrassed by the sudden narrowing of the distance, hardened his stomach as if he had broken down, but belatedly came to his senses and grabbed Ye-Hyeon’s wrist.

“Oh, my hair is a mess because of you.”

Yoon Seung-Jae took off Ye-Hyeon’s hand, grumbling as if he had endured it enough.

“It’s okay, you’re still handsome.”

“That’s natural.”

Yoon Seung-Jae agreed, biting his lips at a rough remark to soothe his anger.

Ye-Hyeon ended up laughing in vain.

Yoon Seung-Jae was handsome, but he still looked young and had a much stronger impression of being cute because his features were round.

He was a handsome dreamer who looked forward to 5 or 10 years from now.

Ye-Hyeon wondered where that high level of confidence came from.

“Wait, I’ll do it for you.”

Ye-Hyeon fiddled with Yoon Seung-Jae’s fluffy hair for a long time under the pretext of organizing it, but unfortunately, the intimacy did not increase.

Ye-Hyeon felt sorry for no reason, so he stabbed his cheek full of baby fat with his index finger.

“I have smooth skin without a freckle.”

“Wow, you have great skin.”

Ye-Hyeon pinched Yoon Seung-Jae’s cheek with pure admiration.

“Hyung what are you doing? If you want to pinch someone’s cheek, rub your own.”

“No, it feels different.”

Ye-Hyeon flatly denied it.

He already heard quite a lot about his skin, but he was a teenager at that time.

The momentum was extraordinary.

The soft touch was addictive.

Ye-Hyeon rubbed Yoon Seung-Jae’s cheek like glutinous rice cake as he rolled his lips and bit his lips to hold back his laughter.

He wanted to keep touching it.

“What’s the difference? Oh, Hyung! Just do it right.”

“Hahaha.”

Yoon Seung-Jae threw a tantrum, but he looked cute because his cheeks were stretched out.

Ye-Hyeon ended up with a clear laugh.

[system]

The intimacy of ‘Target 4: Yoon Seung-Jae’ has increased by 1 point.

It seemed that he didn’t hate it after talking about it.

There was a sense of accomplishment about this.

His expression was softened without Ye-Hyeon noticing.

“I think I know why my Noona keeps touching my cheek.”

Ye-Hyeon murmured quietly.

To be exact, it’s only when she is drunk, but his siter would keep stroking his cheek until Ye-Hyeon was annoyed.

“Do you have an older sister?””

Yoon Seung-Jae looked at Ye-Hyeon curiously.

Yoon Seung-Jae blinked his round eyes when Ye-Hyeon nodded.

“How old are you?”

“Hey, she’s a lot older than you. I’m not going to introduce you, so don’t even dream about it.”

“What are you saying? When did I say I wanted to be introduced? Get your hands off me.”

Yoon Seung-Jae swung his arm as if he were driving away bugs.

Ye-Hyeon managed to avoid Yoon Seung-Jae’s arm and tried again, but he did not budge from two points of intimacy.

‘Is there a cool time?’

Ye-Hyeon felt sorry.

From now on, he should not forget to touch his head or cheeks once a day.

There was a possibility that just a light touch could work well.

Ye-Hyeon looked at Yoon Seung-Jae’s reaction after deliberately touching his shoulder or tapping his back while turning closer to Yoon Seung-Jae.

However, Yoon Seung-Jae only looked at Ye-Hyeon with a gloomy look,

“What’s wrong with him?”

Rather than increasing intimacy, Ye-Hyeon quickly gave up because he thought it would be counterproductive.

As the time for lunch approached, Yoon Seung-Jae jumped to his feet.

He seemed to go to eat alone again today.

“Yoon Seung-Jae, wait.”

Ye-Hyeon hurriedly came down from the training equipment and caught Yoon Seung-Jae.

His legs were shaking and he was about to fall.

“Why?”

“I’m going to the restaurant anyway, so let’s go together.”

“Let’s eat together now?”

Yoon Seung-Jae looked tired.

He disappeared when it was time to eat, so Ye-Hyeon wondered if there was a reason for him to stay away, but he simply didn’t want to stick around with him all day.

Ye-Hyeon didn’t want to eat with Yoon Seung-Jae either.

He was just a little greedy when he saw the intimacy rise twice in a row earlier.

Suddenly, he became a person who was clingy to Yoon Seung-Jae.

Of course, he had been unintentionally clingy since then.

Ye-Hyeon endured it, reflecting on himself.

“Two is better than one. ”

Ye-Hyeon managed to maintain a gentle smile.

“…then,”

Yoon Seung-Jae nodded reluctantly.

The two had an unpleasant conversation and headed to the restaurant.

Long before they arrived at the restaurant, he smell something delicious.

Yoon Seung-Jae’s footsteps became faster and faster as if he were very hungry.

Ye-Hyeon, who had filled the plate moderately, was surprised to see the high rice that Yoon Seung-Jae brought.

“Yoon Seung-Jae, are you going to eat it all?”

The rice, which was filled with bibimbap bowls, looked like four bowls.

Aside from whether it was digested, it was also questionable whether it would fit in the stomach.

“Are you full with that?”

Ye-Hyeon stopped eating rice.

“It’s as small as a bird’s nest.”

“Yeah, I see. I won’t nag you. Enjoy your meal.”

Ye-Hyeon closed his eyes and laughed as he lifted the spoon with his trembling arms due to muscle pain.

Since childhood, Ye-Hyeon has sometimes heard that he looked the same as his sister.

If it was bad then Ye-Hyeon would smile even if he had to force himself.

Since he became a hunter, Ye-Hyeon had a lot of things to laugh about even if he didn’t like it, so it was a commercial smile that came out automatically like a robot if necessary.

[system]

The intimacy of ‘ Target 4: Yoon Seung-Jae’s intimacy has increased by 1 point.

[system]

‘ Target 4: Yoon Seung-Jae’s affection increased by 1 point.

However, Yoon Seung-Jae’s affection suddenly increased.

“No!”

“Huh? Don’t eat it?”

Cried Ye-Hyeon reflexively.

Even one point was about to cause him a cold sweat.

Yoon Seung-Jae, who was trying to scoop up a spoonful of rice and put it in his mouth, paused and looked at Ye-Hyeon with a suspicious face.

“You, you, no, Yoon Seung-Jae. Don’t do that. Not really.”

“I’m hungry. Is there something I shouldn’t eat?”

Yoon Seung-Jae asked innocently with a face that he knew nothing about what Ye-Hyeon is saying.

“Don’t like me!”

Ye-Hyeon couldn’t say such trashy things to Yoon Seung-Jae, who has only one affection.

Ye-Hyeon was so frustrated that he bit his lips until they were puffy.

“You should never be an easy man. All right?”

“What crap are you saying? Do you know that you’re really weird No, you’re just weird.”

Yoon Seung-Jae treated Ye-Hyeon’s sincerity, which he delivered in a roundabout way, as nonsense.

Yoon Seung-Jae shook his head with a ridiculous face and began to eat.

Yoon Seung-Jae emptied the bowl very quickly and neatly.

Everyone who watched how well he ate was so full.

“Why did the level of affection suddenly rise?”

On the other hand, Ye-Hyeon, who lost his appetite, peeked at Yoon Seung-Jae.

Ye-Hyeon smiled the same way when their eyes met just in case, but Yoon Seung-Jae turned his head heartlessly.

In the end, the first meal with Yoon Seung-Jae ended without finding the cause of the increase in affection.

Hello, sorry I didn’t know I should just stick to one POV since some of the KR novels I read were like this, switching from 1st pov to the third. I would do 3rd POV for future chapters.

Sometimes I feel bad reading bad reviews about my translations, technically I’m just sharing my work for free and not asking you guys to pay for anything. I know my eng is not perfect and honestly one of the reason I started translations, is because I want to improve.

I don’t know why people could be so entitled to rant and say things about my work when they’ve read this for free. If you don’t like my work no need to be so rude about it, you can just leave without saying anything. Even saying that this could not be accepted in your grade 3 english class, maybe you guys have completely forgot that I’m not getting paid to do this, I have work, I have school, this is supposed to be my stress free hobby but you are making me feel bad.

Sorry for the rant, but feel free to translate from chapter 1 again if you want a better translation.

Constructive criticism is fine but sarcasm and being rude is not.