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◈ My Girlfriend Returned as a Dragon ◈

Chapter 26: Oppa, Have You Heard of a Tteokbokki Kiss?

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After the strange gift exchange was over,

the two of them began properly enjoying their date.

Today’s date concept was a cooking date.

Both Minjun and Sia had cooked for each other many times.

But surprisingly, they had never made food together even once.

So, they decided to do something different today and cook together.

Today’s dish was Sia’s favorite, tteokbokki.

Sia had already prepared all the ingredients, so all they needed to do was prep and cook them.

“I’ll thaw the rice cakes, so can you chop the green onions and fish cakes, oppa?”

“Sure.”

It would have been easy enough to use magic,

but the whole point of this cooking date was to enjoy the process of cooking together.

In particular, though she did not say it aloud, Sia wanted to watch Minjun chop ingredients.

The way he chopped so sexily was one thing, but the prominent veins in his wrists, standing out as he worked, drove her crazy every time she saw them.

As Sia slowly thawed the rice cakes in a large pot, she kept stealing glances at Minjun chopping ingredients.

‘Wow. Look at those veins.’

Even his veins were so sexy.

Whenever the distinct veins in his wrists came into view, Sia swallowed hard.

“Just like a tteokbokki lover. Are you that excited?”

“Mhm. Very.”

Minjun probably could not imagine that she was swallowing because she was looking at his wrists, not thinking about tteokbokki.

Anyway.

Once Minjun finished chopping, he skillfully made the tteokbokki sauce and added it to the rapidly boiling water.

The moment Sia saw that he had added all the sauce, she hugged him from behind and showed her deep affection.

“Our Sia is totally a cicada.”

“Chirr. Chiiirr.”

The moment Minjun teased her for clinging to him like a cicada, Sia playfully imitated one and held out her lips for a kiss.

“It’s unfair for a cicada to be this cute.”

Minjun set down the plate holding the sauce and kissed Sia.

As their lips met, they both thought at the same time.

‘We really were right to have a cooking date.’

‘It was a good thing I listened to oppa!’

As they spent some private time cooking together,

Minjun’s phone rang.

“Who is it?”

“Oh, it’s Junhwi. The younger guy I went into a Gate with last time.”

He wondered why Junhwi was suddenly calling, but Minjun did not answer.

This was his time with Sia alone, only three hours a week.

It probably was not urgent, and he could call back after the date was over.

Sia naturally knew why Minjun was not answering, so normally, she would have told him he had done well.

But.

“You can answer it.”

“No. It isn’t an urgent call.”

“It’s fine if it’s just for a moment. I’ll go take care of something too.”

Saying she would definitely return within five minutes, Sia briefly left.

The place she headed to, leaving Minjun behind, was the dressing room.

After carefully storing the special gifts she had received from Minjun there, she opened one of the closets.

“I should give oppa a gift too, right?”

The gift she had in mind was her clothes.

There was no guarantee that Minjun would want her clothes to create the feeling of living together, like she did.

Still, she thought there was more than enough reason for Minjun to take them.

‘If, by any chance, by some very small chance...’

It would never happen, of course.

‘Some other bitches come to oppa’s apartment.’

Then she needed to warn them through traces of herself.

Even if they were not actually living together, she had to make those women think Minjun had a woman he lived with.

Simply put, it was a kind of territorial marking.

With that in mind, she began choosing clothes to hang in Minjun’s apartment.

At first, she wondered if she should give him old clothes like he had given her, but those did not seem suitable for hanging in his apartment...

It would probably be better to give him clothes she had only worn once or twice, ones that were practically new.

No, only giving him worn clothes would look strange too. Since things had come to this, perhaps she should give him matching couple shirts soon as well.

‘Maybe I should have saved this for later?’

Even at this very moment, her time with Minjun was slipping away.

To waste five minutes more precious than ever like this.

Sia quickly shoved whatever clothes she could grab into her pocket dimension, then hurried back to Minjun.

By the time she returned, Minjun had already ended his call and was finishing the cooking.

“Was it urgent?”

“No. There was just something I needed to check.”

She wanted to keep the gift a secret.

She wanted to surprise Minjun.

The two continued cooking together, and before long, the tteokbokki was finished.

“Mmm, it smells nostalgic.”

“It’s amazing. Just smelling it brings back so many old memories.”

This was the tteokbokki recipe Minjun had sometimes made for Sia when they had lived together in the past.

As Minjun and Sia, immersed in memories, met each other’s eyes...

“Enjoy.”

“You too, oppa!”

Their meal finally began.

The tteokbokki looked tempting enough to draw all their attention, but they looked at each other’s faces far more often than they looked at the food.

They smiled as they looked at each other.

When sauce got on one another’s lips, they wiped it away.

As their sweet meal continued like any other couple’s...

“Oppa, why did that person call earlier?”

Sia asked.

If the caller had been a woman, she would not have let Minjun answer in the first place. But since it was a man, she was not particularly wary.

He probably just wanted to catch up.

“He said he was grateful for last time and wanted to buy me a meal. He asked when I was free.”

“Oh, really? Go have something good. Tell him to buy you something delicious. You saved his life, after all.”

Up to that point, it was nothing important to her.

But what came next was the problem.

“Though... Junhwi isn’t the one buying the meal.”

“Then who is?”

“Junhwi’s older sister.”

“...?”

“She said she was grateful I saved her brother and asked if the three of us could meet for a meal sometime.”

A woman.

And the older sister of a man Minjun had saved.

Sia’s mind began turning rapidly.

That woman would surely have a favorable impression of Minjun for saving her brother’s life.

But.

It would only be a matter of time before that feeling changed from gratitude toward a benefactor to romantic interest.

“...So what did you say, oppa?”

Slowly setting down her spoon, she asked in a serious voice.

As though he had expected this reaction, Minjun answered calmly.

“I said I appreciated the offer, but it might make my girlfriend misunderstand, so I did not think I could.”

“What did she say?”

“She said it was a shame because she really wanted to meet me. She said she would at least like to send me a gift instead.”

The words “it’s a shame” pierced her heart.

‘Why is she disappointed?’

Was she simply disappointed that she could not meet the person who saved her brother?

Was that all?

The words could have many meanings, and that made Sia even more uneasy.

No matter what kind of woman she was, Sia did not even want to imagine Minjun meeting another woman and having an intimate conversation over a meal.

‘But...’

Thinking from Minjun’s perspective...

The other side wanted to treat him to an expensive meal to thank him for saving someone’s life. Maybe he wanted to enjoy being treated well and have a pleasant meal.

Sia did not want to act selfishly toward the person she loved over just one woman.

But at the same time, it was true that the woman bothered her.

So this was the conclusion she reached.

“Oppa, can I come too?”

“...?”

“I want to meet this Junhwi person too. Would that be okay?”

She would let Minjun meet the woman and have a meal with her, but stay by his side to watch in case that woman tried anything funny.

That would create a world where no one got hurt.

Minjun had never imagined Sia would want to come along, but as long as Junhwi and his sister agreed, he had no reason to object.

“Hmm. Then I’ll ask Junhwi separately when I get home.”

“Mhm! Thank you!”

With that, they decided to wrap up the talk about Junhwi.

The two started eating tteokbokki again.

“Oppa, there’s something I’ve wanted to try while eating tteokbokki.”

“What is it?”

“A tteokbokki kiss.”

When they had eaten tteokbokki together on their last date,

Sia had thought that couples could do the stick-snack game with tteokbokki too.

But while they might have done that in an apartment, there were too many people watching to have that much physical contact outside.

But now.

There were only the two of them in this lair.

“Want to try it?”

“The rice cakes are a little short for something like that.”

“Even better.”

If it was his girlfriend’s dream, how difficult could it be?

Minjun picked up a rice cake of a suitable size and held it between his lips, then signaled to Sia with his eyes.

Sia immediately closed the distance between them.

The fun of the stick-snack game usually came from the desperate effort of an awkward man and woman to leave the snack as short as possible without letting their lips touch.

But that did not apply to this lovey-dovey couple.

Without hesitation, Sia pressed her lips to Minjun’s and bit the rice cake he was holding.

She felt the soft tteokbokki, along with the soft sensation of their lips touching.

“This time, it’s my turn.”

They switched roles, and Sia held a rice cake between her lips.

As soon as Sia did so, Minjun bit the rice cake along with a kiss.

After biting the rice cake, they no longer savored the tteokbokki, but each other’s lips.

No matter how soft the rice cake was, could it be as soft and sweet as the lips of the person you loved?

Once their first tteokbokki kiss ended, Sia held another rice cake between her lips. The moment she did, Minjun went to her lips without hesitation.

Right after another tteokbokki kiss ended, Minjun noticed tteokbokki sauce on Sia’s lips.

Remembering the foam kiss from an old famous drama, Minjun kissed her sauce-stained lips again.

Sia’s face began to turn red with shyness.

They did not exchange a single word, but they could tell just by looking at each other’s expressions.

The primal instinct a man and woman in love felt for one another.

That instinct had begun to boil between them.

“Oppa...”

“Sia.”

Their lingering gazes met.

No more words were necessary.

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