World of Vampire Detective [22] Slight R-18

I've never been on a date.

In the real world or the Play World, I'm not a virgin, but I've never had a girlfriend. Dating? I have no idea what that is.

And I have no intention of dating in the future. I might have been different if it weren't for the [Play Life] app. But now that I've awakened this ability, I'm incapable of being satisfied with just one woman.

Jin Se-young? Sure, she's beautiful. Great body, and not a bad personality. She's even a B-rank hunter. But I have no interest in dating her. She's just a sex partner. That's it.

If Jin Se-young rejects me, I'd let her go without hesitation. She's part of the real world, and I have no intention of raping anyone in reality.

"Why don't you buy a car? You have plenty of money," Hera asked, driving her car. Her car was a small, foreign model she bought for convenience.

"Because I'd rather ride a woman than drive a car. Besides, I don't have a license."

It's true. I have much more interest in women than cars. Unlike me, Oh Junhyuk seems to like cars as much as women.

"Getting a license isn't hard. Just cram for the theory test the night before and pay a little attention to the practical, and you'll pass."

"Well, driving isn't that difficult. Recently, I've found it a bit fun."

"…What? You don't have a license, right?"

"There's no law saying you can't drive without a license."

"Actually, there is."

"Oh, come on. Want me to drive? I've only had one minor crash."

"…I'll drive. You need to practice occasionally to stay sharp."

I had no intention of getting a license in the Play World—too much hassle. But I planned to get one in the real world soon.

"Hera, you're a good driver," I said, putting my hand on her thigh. I slid it under her lap skirt, stroking her inner thigh.

"Don't call me Hera in public," she said.

"Then what should I call you?"

"You know my real name."

"Got it, Hyejin."

I welcomed her suggestion. Calling her by her real name made her feel like the actress Shin Hyejin.

My hand ventured further up her inner thigh.

"I'm driving right now. Stop there," she said.

"I'm just stroking a little."

"No. Your hands feel too good sometimes."

She was referring to my Erogenous Arousal skill. Occasionally, I'd use it on Hera, and she'd moan in pleasure each time.

"Just a little more."

"No, your hands are too dangerous because they feel too good."

"…Fine."

Hera grabbed my wrist and pulled it out from under her skirt. Looking at my banished left hand, I pulled out my smartphone.

"How about an interview game?"

"An interview game?"

"I'll film and interview you while you drive. Just answer and glance at the camera occasionally."

"You're weird sometimes. Why an interview? Planning to release it with our sex videos?"

"No way. I just want to know more about you. And you can interview me later."

"…Fine. I'll trust you. We're too deep to distrust each other, right?"

"Of course. Our bond is sealed with white liquid."

I started recording. Having done this many times, I could film without being bothered by the car's slight movements.

"First, your name?"

"Shin Hyejin."

"Age?"

"29."

In reality, Shin Hyejin is 26, five years older than me. So Hera's age is different. This bothered me a bit, but I couldn't help it.

"Favorite food?"

"Smoked duck."

"Least favourite food?"

"Cheonggukjang. Can't stand the smell."

"What's your cup size?"

"D cup."

I asked her whatever came to mind. The initial questions were simple, but soon they became mostly sexual.

Answering these questions seemed to excite Hera a little.

"Which breast, left or right, is more sensitive?"

"Right, I guess? There's not much difference."

"Any insecurities?"

"My areolae are a bit big? You know this. I even considered surgery before."

"Surgery? No way! Your large areolae are one of your charms!"

I loved Hera's large areolae. Given the overall size of her breasts, they weren't huge.

"You really like breasts, don't you?"

"My name, Kang Eugene, literally means 'true breast.' In Japanese, it translates to paizuri."

Of course, my name isn't actually Kang Eugene. It's a name I gave myself in middle school. My real name is Kang Eugene. It means 'be a true scholar,' or something like that. My parents said a fortune teller named me. That guy was definitely a quack.

"So, you can tell if my breasts are real or fake?"

"Of course. After sucking, licking, touching, and squeezing them, how could I not know?"

One thing I was confident in was judging a woman's breasts.

Since high school, I'd analyzed all kinds of porn and collected materials from the internet, developing a keen eye for natural versus augmented breasts and their sizes.

"Your breasts are real. Naturally untouched. I know because I've felt them many times."

Hera chuckled. I continued the interview.

"Favorite position?"

"…It changes, but lately, it's cowgirl."

"When did you start grooming your pussy?"

"Grooming? Oh, pubic hair grooming. About two years ago? One day it looked too messy, so I did it. But I'm thinking of stopping."

"Why?"

"I heard it looks more modest if you don't groom. I'm not a celebrity or model, so grooming might seem inappropriate."

"Just keep grooming. It's a shame. When was your first time?"

"After graduating from university. I had a boyfriend at work, dated for six months, and broke up."

"Was he bad in bed?"

"…Compared to you, yes. He had a small dick too. But it was mostly because of his personality. He became more obsessive."

"How often do you masturbate?"

"I used to do it once a day, but now that you're around, I don't. Even if I did, my pussy wouldn't respond unless it's your dick."

"Mind if I touch your breasts? The car's stopped."

"…Only until the light changes."

"Shin Hyejin's breasts. So soft, even through clothes. I could touch them forever and never get bored."

"…Ugh! Oppa, the light's green. Hands off."

"We're almost at the restaurant. One last question. How do you think your pussy looks, smells, and feels?"

"…You're such a pervert."

"Answer quickly."

"My pussy… I think it's normal. I wash it daily, so there shouldn't be any smell. Right?"

"..."

"…Oppa, answer me."

"It doesn't smell."

Even though Hera uses feminine cleansers to stay clean, there's a slight musky smell from her pussy when she gets extremely aroused. It's something unavoidable for any human. And I remember Hera's pussy scent distinctly.

"Your cock always smells like night flowers."

"It's because I cum every day."

***

For lunch, we had pasta and took a walk afterwards to digest.

Hera and I walked arm-in-arm, looking like a couple to anyone passing by. I felt great, especially because I noticed other men stealing glances at her. A sense of superiority surged through me.

'It's rare to see a beauty like Hera.'

We walked for a bit and then entered a café, ordering coffee. We sat at a table with a clear view of the street through the glass window. Initially, we sat across from each other, but I moved to sit beside her.

"What are you doing?"

"Let's kiss."

"Hey! We're in a café!"

"So what? This spot isn't visible from the counter, and there aren't many people around."

"But still… Mmph!"

I grabbed Hera's shoulders and kissed her. Despite her words, she eagerly responded. Naturally, I used my tongue. To me, a kiss without tongue isn't a kiss—it's just a peck.

I tasted the bitter flavour of coffee in her mouth. I reached out and fondled her ample breasts through her clothes. Glancing outside, I saw a college guy walking by, watching us—or more precisely, watching me groping Hera's breasts.

I deliberately opened Hera's cardigan, revealing her blouse straining against her curves and her black bra subtly showing through.

I grabbed one of her breasts and slowly traced a circle around it… until the waitress called out to us.

"Excuse me, you can't do that here."

"Tch!"

I clicked my tongue and pulled away, while Hera glared at me and sighed.

After that, we spent some time in a karaoke room and then went to see a movie.

Unfortunately, the only thing worth watching was a romantic comedy. There was a blockbuster, but I'd seen it in real life, and it was a waste of time.

The theatre was almost empty. It was a weekday and the movie wasn't popular.

'So boring.'

The actors were good, but the story was predictable. The romance between the leads was minimal, and the comedy was worse than a Sunday night TV show.

I couldn't stand it anymore.

Eventually, I reached over to Hera's thigh. I gently stroked it.

"..."

Without looking at me, she moved her hand to my thigh, caressing it. Hera was as bored with the movie as I was.

'She's learned the pleasure of sex since meeting me.'

I couldn't hold back any longer. Boldly, I slipped my hand under her skirt, spreading her tightly closed thighs. I swear I didn't use any force.

I pushed through her skirt. The closer I got, the more heat I felt. Before long, I touched her panties.

I rubbed her pussy through the fabric. I could feel its shape through her panties.

Hera didn't just sit there and take it. She unzipped my pants and slipped her hand inside, gently stroking the front of my briefs. Blood rushed to my dick.

'I can't lose.'

Feeling a strange sense of competition, I activated my Erogenous Arousal skill.

"…Ahh!"

Hera let out a moan. Her hand paused. With my Erogenous Arousal skill active, I focused on her clit through her panties.

Moisture quickly soaked my hand, her panties getting wetter by the second. I deactivated the skill.

It never disappoints.

"Oh, do it right… Please."

"Do what right?"

I asked with a sly grin.

Hera knew what I wanted without needing to ask.

She looked around briefly. We were in the back row, with other couples more than 10 meters away.

"Finger my pussy… I can't take it…"

"Whose pussy?"

"…Hera's pussy. Finger it."

"Let's see. Here's... Hera's pussy…"

I moved her soaked panties aside, feeling the heat and moisture against my palm. I cupped her pussy, feeling its shape.

Beneath her trimmed pubic hair, I felt her hard clit, soft labia, and the opening that was already oozing juices.

"What are you doing…?"

Hera wriggled her hips. When I didn't move my hand, she started moving her hips to create friction.

"Alright then."

I slid my index and middle fingers into her wet hole.