The Secrets of the Basement

“That… Young Master.”

The secretary’s face looked incredibly haggard when he returned after barely finishing cleaning up the remains scattered in the room.

I felt a slight pang of guilt since I was entirely the cause, but it couldn’t be helped as this was a matter of survival.

“Regarding Mr. Lee Dohun.”

“Ah, that.”

Seohan’s eyes sparkled.

It was because the topic he had been desperately waiting for had finally come up.

“Don’t report on it anymore.”

“Pardon? But last time, you said to report once every hour…”

“That is why I am telling you not to do it now.”

Despite being shocked by the disastrous failure of his meal, reports regarding Lee Dohun had arrived at regular intervals.

Having learned through the system that Baek Seohan had decided to receive reports once an hour, Seohan clicked his tongue at the man’s obsession.

Since the main content of the novel dealt with Baek Seohan’s obsession with Lee Dohun, ignoring that essential element would surely be effective.

Seohan reached that conclusion.

The second operation: ‘Ignore the main protagonist.’

“Yo-Young Master? Where are you going?”

“Stay out of it.”

‘No! I said no!’

However, it seemed his body had no intention of listening to his thoughts.

As soon as Seohan resolved to ‘stay out of Lee Dohun’s business,’ he lost control of his body.

The body stood up abruptly and began walking somewhere.

Seohan desperately called out to the secretary, with whom he wasn’t even close, in his mind, but the man didn’t stop Baek Seohan despite his flustered state.

‘Where are you going…’

The house was vast, and Baek Seohan’s movements were unhesitating.

While he dazedly watched the interior of the large, modern house—a place he couldn’t have even dreamed of before—anxiety poked its head out from a corner of his mind.

Then, the moment his body opened a certain door, Seohan was horrified, and a cheerful system notification rang out simultaneously.

[Info | Baek Seohan loves using the basement in his house for secret business! Shiver (°◇°;)]

Why does a house even have a basement…?

It was information he absolutely did not want to know.

He didn’t want to know what the secret business was, either.

[Extra tip for the user! Baek Seohan loved using the basement when doing ooh-la-la, boom-shaka-laka things (꜆˶ᵔᵕᵔ˶)꜆ with Lee Dohun.]

…The system, which ended up forcing unwanted information into his hands, seemed somewhat satisfied.

Now that he knew the truth, he felt a strong aversion to the stairs leading to the basement.

However, there was no way Seohan’s feelings could reach Baek Seohan, so the body steadily tread down the stairs.

Clang.

A loud metallic sound began to be heard from inside.

The closer he got to the basement door, the louder the sound became.

“…!”

The moment the door opened, an unintelligible shout was heard.

The metallic clanging intensified, and Seohan stared blankly at the scene unfolding before his eyes.

‘…I forgot to release him.’

Even if he couldn’t undo all the restraints because he didn’t know when the guy would strike and break his skull, there was no need for him to be draped in a collar, handcuffs, and shackles.

The unintelligible shout from earlier seemed to be because of the muzzle he was wearing.

“Dear me.”

Baek Seohan spoke in a tone that lacked any real pity, calmly watching the man struggling with bloodshot eyes.

The way he looked at the scratched wrists and ankles was strange.

Seohan could also feel his eyes, which still held a lingering smile, curving softly.

The fact that this man was finding this extremely enjoyable…

[Info | Baek Seohan is an extreme S.]

The system said something cryptic.

‘What is that?’

[‘S’ refers to someone who feels extreme euphoria from treating someone XX and XXX, using XX, XXX, XXX, etc., to XXXX the opponent…]

‘Stop, stop!’

Why use those things? Why use them!

Seohan desperately drove the words he just heard out of his mind.

He didn’t want to imagine it anymore.

However, Baek Seohan, whom the system described as an extreme S, seemed very satisfied with this situation.

He approached Lee Dohun and even reached out to stroke him.

Perhaps because the memory of being stepped on in a vital spot the day before remained, the large frame flinched and trembled at just a touch.

“Are you scared? Don’t worry, I won’t step on you today.”

The smiling b*stard removed Lee Dohun’s muzzle.

Uh, this is a bit…

“Baek Seohan…”

A low, deep voice, reminiscent of a cave, softly called his name.

Even though it was a voice cracked from not being able to drink water properly, the first thought that came to mind was that it sounded good.

But is this what it feels like to be overwhelmed by a gaze alone?

‘…’

Seohan was terrified of Lee Dohun.

Seohan was scared, but it had no effect on Baek Seohan.

Facing those vivid eyes, he didn’t erase the smile from his face and didn’t stop his hand from fiddling with Lee Dohun’s face.

“…What is the reason for this?”

“Reason?”

It was a counter-question as if asking why he would even ask such a thing.

Baek Seohan stroked Lee Dohun’s cheek and then used his fingertips.

As a bit of strength was put into the blunt nails, the man’s expression distorted as if he felt a subtle pain.

“It’s nothing much.”

“….”

“Is that answer not good? Hmm, then… just consider it bad luck, Mr. Dohun.”

“…What?”

“After all, who told you to catch my eye?”

The hand that had scratched his cheek moved down and scratched his neck.

A faint red line remained on the neck where it passed.

“The marks stay well.”

Seohan, who muttered in a somewhat satisfied tone, moved his hand.

Slender fingers touched the button fastened up to the top of the neck.

“Don’t touch me, or I won’t let it slide.”

“And what exactly can you do right now?”

“I suppose you want your hand bitten off.”

“Sure, do whatever you want.”

Seohan, who was silently listening to the conversation, screamed.

‘I hate this!’

Of course, the loud shout didn’t reach anyone’s ears and only buzzed around in his mind.

He felt like he would die from the injustice.

Meanwhile, Baek Seohan leaned his head down toward Lee Dohun.

It was an excessively close distance, as if their noses would touch at any moment.

Being forced to see what Baek Seohan saw—Lee Dohun’s face from a very close distance—Seohan momentarily lost his senses.

The dark eyebrows, slightly tilted as if angry, were the first thing to catch his eye.

The eyelashes, which felt so thick and dark, seemed like they could tickle his cheek if he moved just a bit closer.

Although the black pupils were fierce, they had a power that pulled people in.

Lee Dohun’s face was truly artistic, making him wonder if this was what a person who looked like a sculpture was like.

For Seohan, who had only ever admired the face of a certain celebrity on TV famous for being handsome, this was a great compliment.

Separate from those sentiments, Baek Seohan finally uttered a remark that took a step toward his doom.

“Instead, I won’t be able to guarantee the safety of your one remaining family member.”

“…You, what did you do to my grandmother?”

“I have a conscience too. I haven’t done anything yet. Depending on your attitude… I don’t know what I might do?”

Seohan wanted to cover Baek Seohan’s mouth right then and there.

It was partly because he was afraid of Lee Dohun’s eyes, which were filled with a will to kill him immediately if possible, a gaze incomparable to before.

[Info | Lee Dohun has an only grandmother ᕦ( ᐛ )ᕡ!]

[Extra tip for the user! If you win her favor, capturing Lee Dohun might become even easier…?]

‘Shut up.’

Dealing with this situation was already a headache, so the system bringing weird tips was annoying.

Seohan immediately brushed the window away.

He felt like he could believe it even if someone said he would die tomorrow.

Just as he was nervously biting his lip.

Baek Seohan’s hand finally began to unbutton the shirt Lee Dohun was wearing.

‘…Crazy.’

In the end, Seohan squeezed his eyes shut.

But it was only for a moment.

Trying to block his vision didn’t mean the sensation touching his fingertips disappeared.

Because the whole world was black, the sensation of touch seemed to be maximized.

Reaching a point where he started imagining the scene unfolding before him in his head, he eventually had no choice but to open his eyes.

Lee Dohun didn’t move a single hand until Baek Seohan had unbuttoned the entire shirt.

A sharp gaze stared calmly at the opponent, but that was all.

“Good boy.”

Baek Seohan placed his hand on the exposed bare skin.

He seemed to feel euphoria at the sight of the man not resisting, only showing a slight tremor in his body.

The movement of lightly stroking Lee Dohun’s hair, as if petting a well-behaved puppy, was natural.

“I’ll give you a prize, Mr. Dohun.”

Baek Seohan lowered his head toward Lee Dohun once again.

Not only was the face getting closer, but the moment the distance closed until the tips of their noses brushed, Seohan’s mind went blank.

Extreme anxiety shook his head.

He wouldn’t be the only one who could clearly see what action would be taken next.

Seohan thought that anyone witnessing this scene would know exactly what would follow.

Yet, Lee Dohun didn’t move.

Even though he too must have known what Baek Seohan’s actions meant.