‘Wait, what does this mean? What condition did I meet?’
It was one thing when I met the condition at level one, but it was equally confusing when I was told that I met the condition at level two.
‘What is the condition at level two?’ I asked the voice.
The voice spoke like a machine-recorded answer.
[Exception condition at level two: Reject Jungkook Ludwig’s offer ten times.]
‘What?’
That was a ridiculous condition.
It’s almost easier to understand the viciousness of the level one exception condition.
My first thought, once I recovered from my shock, was that someone was playing me.
‘I’m sure they’re getting a kick out of watching me struggle in real-time.’
The god of this world must be a sadist!
He must have known I had a crush on Jungkook and made that condition.
In fact, if I hadn’t made up my mind to clear up Jungkook's misunderstanding that I am not a clingy pervert to him, I would never have gotten past the level two exception condition.
‘I really have become a cow that catches a mouse while walking backward.’
I’m sure the god of this world is as baffled as I am right now.
The thought of it made me a little indignant.
I smirked, unable to contain my hollow grin.
After a dream in which I felt nothing but darkness, I gradually regained the sense of my limbs.
I had no strength in my languid body, but something was holding me strong, keeping me from falling apart.
“What are you dreaming about that makes you smile in your sleep?”
I heard a low, muffled voice.
It was Jungkook's voice, erotic enough to make my eardrums shiver.
I must have moved from a dream where there was an announcer-like voice to a normal dream. Jungkook's voice whispering to me……
“Hmmm…… it’s good……”
I opened my eyes slightly and saw a man’s naked chest, albeit blurry. Considering that I heard Jungkook's voice earlier, this must be his chest.
I rubbed my face against it, feeling rather drowsy.
Even though I was dreaming, I could feel the heat of his hot body and his hard muscles, which meant it was really good.
‘Ah…… at this rate, I have no regrets if I die now…… huh?’
After a while of burying my face in Jungkook's chest and inhaling his scent and doing everything I wanted to do, I realized something was wrong.
‘This is a weirdly long time for a dream of this kind……’
Feeling something weird, I opened my eyes and blinked hard, trying to wake up.
In front of me was a man lying on his back, his sternum deep.
‘Yeah, that’s where I rubbed my face.’
Five seconds after that realization, I sat up.
“Ah, Ju- Jungkook! I’m sorry!”
Crazy! It wasn’t a dream! I had just buried my face in Jungkook's bare chest.
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