Chapter 395: Stand Strong Against Horny Pervert

Fang Raon pursed his lips as he saw the picture on the phone and felt the coldness in the air, like someone had left the window open during winter.

"I can explain that."

He said.

Chaewon and Della raised their eyebrows—they then sat with arms crossed—like they were waiting for the "explanation."

Fang Raon rubbed his hands, but his mind was empty, like a blank canvas waiting for inspiration to strike.

He didn’t know how to word it out, and after each second passed, the two girls looked more irritated.

"Do you know what is currently trending on social media? Xiao Yue hugging her boyfriend."

Chaewon said with a cold smile.

"...There is quite a misunderstanding there."

Fang Raon said awkwardly, and at that moment, Chaewon stood up and slowly approached him with a cold gaze.

She grabbed his collar.

"You’re building yourself a proper harem, huh? You’re such a horny pervert, Raon. Should I cut your dick off?"

Chaewon asked with a cold smile.

"...Gulp."

Fang Raon swallowed his saliva and had a feeling that she was only joking about that, but he still felt a tingling sensation down there.

"Did you tell her that you are in a relationship? With two girls!"

Della asked.

"...No."

Fang Raon shook his head.

"WHY NOT?!"

Chaewon grabbed his shoulders and started shaking him as if he were a maraca instrument.

"There was no reason to! She isn’t interested in me like that!"

Fang Raon said while being shaken by Chaewon, but at that moment, she stopped with her eyes narrowed.

"Do not meet with her anymore until we say you can. I will visit her with Della and see what her intentions are!"

Chaewon said, then stopped holding him and walked inside the bedroom with Della following behind.

Fang Raon was about to follow behind them, but they stood at the doorway, arms making an X-shape in front of their chests.

"You’re sleeping on the couch tonight!"

Chaewon said and then slammed the door shut.

"Right..."

Fang Raon scratched the back of his head, looked at the couch, walked there, and lay down.

It wasn’t the most comfortable thing in existence, as it was just some cheap couch that he purchased a while ago.

’Right, Belle said that she is making that Netcord channel. I did give her my account details, so she must’ve added me there already.’

He pulled out his phone, opened the Netcord channel, and saw that LadyBelle had sent him an invitation link.

Fang Raon pressed on the link.

It took him straight for the channel, named—Fang Community—and there were already a couple hundred people in the server.

[FangRaon has joined the server]

[Hambourgh: Yo, boss man!]

[AlbinoBear: Great stream today. It was lots of fun!]

[LadyBelle: I’ll make you quickly into an owner!]

In that moment, Fang Raon received the highest rank in the entire channel—even higher than LadyBelle’s, even though she created the whole server.

’It looks like the server is quite active. There are different channels for just normal chatting, then for information sharing about things found in Black Online, and even a picture channel.’

Out of curiosity, he checked the picture channel and saw that there were beautiful pictures taken from Black Online.

One showed a blond-haired girl sitting atop a mountain with the sun setting behind her over on the horizon.

Another one showed an old man sailing in the middle of an ocean—probably on the 6th floor—and fishing with a wide smile on his face.

[RonaldWest: My wife and I usually go fishing on the 6th floor. We’re both retired, so we spend most of our time inside Black Online, just doing stuff that we enjoy!]

He said under the photograph.

’That sounds nice. There are many players like him who don’t do any fighting in Black Online. They just treat it like a holiday simulator.

’Which is completely fine.’

Fang Raon thought.

If he wasn’t so busy all the time, he wouldn’t mind spending a weekend over at the 6th floor, just fishing by the lake.

’I don’t have the luxury of doing that. I still intend to reach the 50th floor as soon as possible. Rose Records is waiting for me.

’It’s about time I return to the whole guild business. I’ve been doing solo stuff long enough. That guild is still the most important thing.’

Fang Raon thought.

Creak~!

At that moment, the door of the bedroom opened, and Della walked out, and she was carrying a blanket.

"Here."

She said with a pout and handed him the blanket—his very own blanket—that was soft and warm, smelling like fresh laundry and home.

"I don’t want you to get cold."

Della said and was about to turn around, but then Raon grabbed her by the hand and pulled her close.

She let out a "kyaa" and landed on her embrace, their noses almost touching each other and their eyes locking.

"...Let me go, dummy."

Della said with a pout, but Raon just smiled and pressed his lips against her soft, pink lips that tasted like strawberries.

She tried to push herself away, but she didn’t use any actual strength, as if she didn’t want to leave the kiss.

Eventually, the kiss ended, and Della just looked at him with a cute-looking pout—as if she were faking anger.

"You’re in trouble, mister... As your punishment, you’ll be without sex... so let go of me, you dummy..."

Della said with rough breathing, but then Raon flipped her over and pinned her to the couch with a playful smile.

"Is that so?"

Fang Raon asked with a handsome smile, and he then covered them with the blanket and started kissing her on the neck.

She acted like she hated it. Trying to push him away and using her legs to squirm as if she were trying to escape.

However.

If she really wanted to, she could’ve easily escaped, as Fang Raon was using zero strength to hold her down.

"You two..."

In that moment, Chaewon appeared like a lightning strike and looked at the two of them with a twitching eyebrow.

"I-I had no choice, Chaewon... he grabbed me!"

Della said, but her cheeks were pink, and her eyes were sparkling with excitement—revealing her true thoughts.

"Sigh..."

Chaewon rubbed her forehead, and then she grabbed Della’s hand and pulled her back to the bedroom.

"We have to stand strong, Della. We can’t let that horny pervert win. We need to stand tall and strong against him!"

"Y-yes!"