Chapter 772

〈 Chapter 772: Part 2, Chapter 7 – Yuna’s Date 〉

Neither Shin-ra nor Harang enjoys housework. This is partly because I take care of household chores for them—can’t get cleaning chemicals on those divine hands—but fundamentally, as goddesses, they’ve developed habits of using their “supernatural abilities” for everything.

Trash? Chang-yeom incinerates it all without leaving a speck of dust. Dust itself? Seok Harang uses water to push it away and absorbs any moisture left behind, so there’s no residue or stains.

We don’t even need artificial intelligence to handle household management; most things AI can do, we solve with *magic power*. Boiler temperature adjustments? Easy peasy for Shin-ra. Air conditioners? Not necessary at all.

Even though we added various appliances to our newlywed home due to societal expectations, we live comfortably enough that we barely use them.

“Thought we could relax inside and talk… but this won’t work.”

Yuna shook her head after observing the state of the kitchen and living room within a minute of entering.

“We should go out instead.”

“Can’t we just talk indoors?”

“It’s not about talking.”

As soon as she entered, Yuna swept her gaze across the house and immediately pulled me outside.

“So, is this a date?”

“A date… well, you could call it that. Just follow me.”

There’s no way someone like her would lock me up somewhere secluded and try anything funny. The moment I step out, the residual flame in my body acts as a tracker, sending signals directly to Shin-ra.

[Let’s see where this goes. And let’s observe how Yuna behaves.]

Surprisingly, Shin-ra gave permission for my little outing.

[I’m curious how Yuna will attempt to charm you. Seok Harang attacked with pregnancy tactics… I wonder what Yuna has planned…]

[Probably nothing too different.]

Seok Harang chimed in from deep within me now.

[I’ve studied the game storyline, but Yuna seems terrifyingly skilled.]

[You watched countless streamers play through it. But trust me, playing firsthand makes Yuna even scarier. You skipped H-scenes? That was a mistake!]

[…I have no idea what sex even is, yet somehow my sister turned into some kind of sex goddess. What am I supposed to do with that? If only she were jealous because I was a pervert… but no, she just looks pathetic dating random guys online.]

[So, let’s watch how Yuna acts and respond accordingly. If things get dicey, Hydra and I can warp you out anytime. Sound good?]

Of course. No matter how much Yuna or Hydra might want me, I’m not giving in. My pride remains firmly owned by someone else. Thus, casually sticking myself into another woman’s hole isn’t an option.

But wait—when did Yuna ever become this proactive toward the Commander?

Nope.

The sheer boldness of grabbing my wrist and dragging me out wasn’t characteristic of Yuna from the game world.

‘This must be Hydra’s influence.’

From her actions, I saw traces of Hydra’s assertiveness. Though not fully synchronized, it’s clear they influenced each other during the sync process. A bit of selfishness and initiative rubbed off on Yuna, while her purity and innocence seeped into Hydra.

…And honestly, isn’t this better?

People often complained about Yuna being overly passive. Sure, following orders is great, but many felt she needed to express herself more actively. Everyone hoped Yuna would show more initiative in asserting herself. In that sense, Hydra was the perfect partner for her.

“Big brother, get in.”

At the underground parking lot, Yuna pressed a button toward a high-end domestic car, unlocking its doors with a beep.

“Domestic?”

“I thought something flashy might bother you. Did you bring your driver’s license? Want to take it for a spin?”

“I’ll let you drive.”

Though I have a license, dealing with accidents and insurance claims sounds like a headache.

Yuna smiled and pointed to the passenger seat, making me feel like a freshman girl climbing into a senior boy’s luxury sports car.

“Buckle up.”

Vroom!

She slammed the accelerator pedal hard.

Glancing at her focused eyes, it was obvious she was tapping into Hydra’s heightened senses. When handling this “car horse,” no one rivals Hydra’s skill. Without needing GPS navigation, Yuna zipped smoothly along the roads.

“Yuna, reckless driving causes inconvenience for others.”

“It’s not reckless if there’s plenty of space.”

Suddenly, unmanned motels appeared beside us.

For some reason, I caught her sneaking glances at the motel parking lots and preemptively questioned her intentions.

“You’re not suggesting we go to a motel, are you?”

“I was thinking about it, but later. There’s somewhere we need to go first.”

Just the mention of going to a motel later sent shivers down my spine.

“…Sorry, I thought I was overreacting earlier, but something feels off. Where exactly are we headed?”

“To the mart.”

What is happening here?

Vroom!

“Get out. I came here to shop.”

Yuna dragged me into a nearby large supermarket—a massive building entirely dedicated to shopping.

“Big brother, wouldn’t it be nice if we had these kinds of items at home?”

“…Yeah, sure.”

Wearing masks, Yuna and I strolled through the aisles together, pushing a cart and picking up household essentials one by one.

“What about this vacuum cleaner?”

“Shin-ra sweeps away the dust with magic, so it’s fine.”

“Oh, right. Magic really is amazing. Dust accumulates so quickly, and cleaning becomes such a hassle…”

Unlike Shin-ra and Harang, who resolve every inconvenience with magic, Yuna approached things from a very human perspective. It was refreshing to chat with her like this.

“Do you like oranges? I noticed you don’t have separate bins for food waste. Oh, you burn everything, huh?”

“We burn everything. No need for separate disposal.”

“The fact that setting fire indoors doesn’t trigger smoke alarms feels surreal.”

“That’s true. The sprinklers never activate either.”

Thinking about it, this is normal. Conversations with Yuna felt like two ordinary people working together to build a life. We exchanged ideas and considerations as we prepared to manage a household—

‘Wait, what am I thinking?’

Shin-ra and I already built our life together. Even though Yuna may claim to be shopping for convenience’s sake, she’s still not part of our household.

“Oh, they have this here too. Big brother, how about a cup of coffee before we leave?”

“Sure. What would you like?”

“One iced Americano and one hot drink.”

Without the rigid preferences of Shin-ra or Harang, Yuna didn’t insist on drinking Americanos in freezing weather like certain characters.

However, there was still an awkward moment…

“What would you like, big brother?”

“I was planning to order this…”

Mixed berry yogurt with strawberries and blueberries.

“Liar. You were just testing me, weren’t you? Don’t read too much into it.”

“…Caught me.”

Despite being human, Yuna remained a goddess, quickly seeing through my shallow attempt to subtly hint at ordering berries.

“We can grab that yogurt when we return home. For now… would you mind coming with me over here?”

Yuna gestured toward a seat, and we sat face-to-face at a couple’s table.

A weekday morning.

Other than mothers with young children, few people were around. An odd time for grocery shopping, so we enjoyed a quiet moment to ourselves.

“Big brother, please listen without misunderstanding.”

“No misunderstanding here. Unless you’re trying to make dirty jokes.”

I’ve built immunity to Yuna’s suggestive comments. Her innocent face paired with serious innuendos, followed by enjoying my discomfort, is classic Yuna behavior.

“Shall we also order something light to eat with our coffee? Let me check…”

“Don’t order cream pie.”

“Big brother, who exactly do you think I am?”

Yuna pouted, glaring at me.

“I’m not that Yuna.”

“…Sorry. I know you’re not.”

Feeling guilty, I apologized to Yuna. The person in front of me is the twenty-year-old version of Yuna—not the master of dirty jokes, the result of 100,000 plays, or the college dropout from the original game. She’s a genius student who loves studying, willing to risk everything to protect Earth from calamities like postponing or canceling college entrance exams.

“Sorry for making you uncomfortable.”

“It’s okay. Whether it’s the Yuna you imagine or me, we share the same foundation. So, is there anything you’d like to eat?”

“You choose.”

“In that case, let’s go with ‘bread filled with lots of cream inside.’”

“……”

“I was just joking.”

It seems fundamental traits remain, even if self-esteem takes a hit.

‘Counterattack time.’

I can’t keep getting played.

“Hey, how would I know if it’s whipped cream or custard?”

“Hmm, intriguing. But I wouldn’t know since I’ve never seen it.”

Yuna naturally placed the iced Americano in front of me after retrieving the drinks.

“To confirm directly, we’d need to arrange a special occasion, wouldn’t we?”

“What kind of occasion?”

“Anywhere you’d like. If you decide where and what to do, I’ll follow.”

“Not a fan of these riddles.”

Indeed, Yuna clearly retained traces of Shin-ra’s personality.

“Is that so? Back in the 20-year-old Earth timeline, you often responded with questions. I assumed you still do.”

“That was due to the body’s influence. Now it’s different.”

“I see. Definitely different from back then.”

Instead of answering my questions directly, Yuna evaded them with her own queries, much like the Yuna from the game.

“I can lift my skirt anywhere you want, big brother.”

…Influenced by Hydra, this Yuna is different.

“If you wish, we can even do it right here. No condoms needed—just your willpower.”

“Spicy.”

The sweet and gentle Yuna I knew is gone. Once again, I realized the woman in front of me isn’t the Yuna I once knew.

“You just asked if I’m pure white, didn’t you? To verify, we’d need to confirm physically. So… where shall we do it?”

“Honestly speaking, we could go check if you wanted.”

Staring directly into Yuna’s eyes, I questioned her.

“Don’t lie. Is this because of Hydra, or is it truly what you desire? If you refuse to answer, I’ll assume consent.”

“…I promise I won’t lie.”

Yuna looked at me calmly and assured me.

“I’m curious. I’ve never done it with you before, yet the Yuna you know apparently did it with you ten thousand times. Why?”

“Hold on, that’s—”

“I understand. It’s part of the game story. But fundamentally, it’s the same, isn’t it? Yuna falls in love with whoever extends a helping hand during her hardest moments. Same for me.”

“You don’t mean…”

“Big brother.”

Yuna blushed faintly and reached out to me.

“After the Demon King almost defiled me, the brave hero saved me. Isn’t it natural for the princess to fall for the handsome knight?”

“…”

Saving Yuna from Seongju became the reason why the twenty-year-old Yuna grew fond of me.

“So, for you, fighting Seongju marked the ending, but for me, it was merely the prologue.”

Holding my hand earnestly, Yuna continued.

“The story of pure romance never truly ends, does it? After the main plot concludes, fan disks usually introduce harem elements as bonus content.”

“So you want me to start a harem?”

“Big brother.”

With utmost seriousness, Yuna replied confidently.

“You stopped Pluto from colliding with Earth. Isn’t it only natural for you to impregnate several women?”

“…”

Could that… be possible?