Sentimental Shower

#008

Dr. Kim’s hand grasped Mr. Yoo’s arm and slowly caressed it downward. He felt like he was going to be sick. Was it necessary to perfectly mimic the feelings humans experience in situations like this?

“You should have been more discreet to prevent rumors from spreading. I hear you’ll treat anyone?”

Within Haeya-dong, people knew through word of mouth that Mr. Yoo provided illegal medical treatments. That’s why he continued to have patients.

However, he didn’t realize the rumors had spread to neighborhoods like this. Mr. Yoo silently stared at Dr. Kim with sharp eyes visible above his mask.

“Why don’t you take off your mask? Is it true that you’re quite the looker? Hm?”

Dr. Kim’s hand, which had reached his wrist, suddenly gripped his waist. It was a blatant touch.

“I heard you sometimes accommodate patients who come like this too…”

Unable to endure any longer, Mr. Yoo threw a punch. With a thud, Dr. Kim fell, looking up at him with surprised eyes.

As Mr. Yoo silently turned to leave the room, Dr. Kim lunged at him from behind. Several punches were exchanged, and objects in the room were scattered about.

The fight only stopped when Mr. Yoo pulled out a knife from his jacket and pointed it at him.

“Step back.”

As soon as Dr. Kim backed away, frozen, Mr. Yoo left the room.

Only after leaving the animal hospital did Mr. Yoo check the medicine bottle he had kept in his chest.

During the scuffle, the bottle had completely shattered. Naturally, all the medicine inside had stained his shirt.

To make matters worse, it started pouring rain on his way. He usually carried an umbrella during the rainy season, but leaving in a hurry today had been a mistake.

If only he had been a more useful android. Even if he had been a model capable of weather prediction or something similar, it would have been better.

Because he was neither a military model nor a practical model, he couldn’t even properly fend off one smelly human. If anything, he had been designed with a smaller build than average human males, putting him at a disadvantage in physical fights.

He didn’t even have the ability to turn off pain sensors, a feature most android models possessed.

Because that’s what his manufacturer had wanted.

As a result, Mr. Yoo had to fully experience sensations like disgust, just as humans did.

He could get the medicine again. He could contact a large animal hospital in another neighborhood. It would take some time, though.

In fact, this wasn’t the first or second time something like this had happened.

Why was his luck so bad? Strangely, he attracted many guys like this. There were an unusually high number of men who tried to rape him or made sexual advances.

It might make sense if he had been manufactured as a sexdroid for selling his body. But he wasn’t, so he couldn’t understand why these strange men endlessly harassed him.

When he arrived, soaked to the bone from the rain, Yeon Tae-soo was standing in front of the Byeolbyeol Animal Hospital.

He especially didn’t want to face him today, so he was completely ignoring him and about to open the door when:

“You look even more tempting when wet, but you’ll catch a cold like that.”

He didn’t even want to tell him to leave. He hated everything. He hated Yeon Tae-soo naturally following him in as he opened the door and entered.

“Wait.”

When Mr. Yoo called out to him, Yeon Tae-soo turned around, closing his umbrella.

“Why do you keep coming here?”

Even though he asked sharply, Yeon Tae-soo still just smiled faintly.

“Why do you ask such a thing? I come because I want to see your pretty face, Mr. Yoo.”

He was a man who seemed to take everything lightly and appeared to have everything. That’s why Mr. Yoo could be certain. This man must have come to toy with him too.

“Chairman Yeon.”

It was the first time he had used the proper title, so Yeon Tae-soo’s eyes widened.

“Do you want to sleep with me?”

His eyes widened even more at the words that followed.

“I’m asking if you’ll stop coming if I let you have me once.”

Yeon Tae-soo tilted his head askew. The display didn’t show detailed information, but Mr. Yoo could read his emotions. Bewilderment, and curiosity.

Yeon Tae-soo’s hand reached out. Mr. Yoo half-reflexively closed his eyes.

He thought his clothes would be removed, but what he felt was a touch on his cheek.

When he opened his eyes, his gaze met Yeon Tae-soo’s.

“Darling, how can you propose sex with an expression that’s begging to be killed?”

Yeon Tae-soo’s hand slowly moved from his cheek to caress his chin. The fingers wiping his wet face were gentle.

Mr. Yoo didn’t believe in gentleness. Gentleness didn’t suit beings like him. It was a privilege of humans.

“It’s none of your concern.”

Silence filled the space between them for a moment. In the silence full of humidity, only their gazes intertwined wordlessly.

“Do you really want to do it with me?”

Mr. Yoo suddenly thought that he looked tired. As much as himself.

“Isn’t it you who’s been coming every day because you want to do it with me?”

It was boringly obvious. There had been more than a few men and women who came trying to seduce him one way or another.

Some wealthy humans had erased their boredom, fatigue, and fear to increase work efficiency.

Why did they erase all the useless emotions with drugs but leave the pleasure and desire that they were most swayed by, allowing themselves to be controlled by them?

There was nothing he could do but resent the skin he was made with. Even in the future, there would be no end to humans who approached him like this, like a scent that attracts bees. Until he completely broke down.

So he had to live like this until he died. Enduring and clashing with these humans every day.

Yeon Tae-soo stared at him for a while with his differently colored eyes, then reached out towards his face.

He thought he would remove the mask, but the hand passed his ear and cupped the back of Mr. Yoo’s head.

Then lips overlapped with the mask.

Through the sensation similar to non-woven fabric, he could feel Yeon Tae-soo’s body heat. Why did human body temperature feel warmer even though it should be the same as his own?

It would have been better if he had pushed him down and forcibly spread his legs. Like Dr. Kim earlier.

He was used to responding with equal violence and pushing away those who acted violently. But he wasn’t used to this kind of gentleness.

Yeon Tae-soo’s lips left the mask. The body heat lingered for a long time.

“Let’s do it when you’re in a good mood, Mr. Yoo.”

Unnecessary consideration was also not something he was used to.

He could feel the heat from the body so close it almost overlapped. Yeon Tae-soo’s erect genitals barely brushed against his thigh where they touched.

His genitals, separated by two thin layers of cloth, were already so aroused that their shape could be felt without touching, hard and hot.

He couldn’t understand why Yeon Tae-soo was turning away when he was this aroused and Mr. Yoo was offering to spread his legs.

They faced each other, but the system failed to analyze Yeon Tae-soo’s expression. Why did the damn system malfunction at times like this?

“Why are you refusing when I’m offering? Are you stupid?”

Unable to contain his frustration, he shouted. Yeon Tae-soo laughed out loud as if something was funny.

“Stupid? To eat more deliciously, you have to endure even when your cock feels like it’s going to burst. That’s what a man who knows how to eat does.”

He let out a hollow laugh behind his mask.

“Seems like you have some grand philosophy about fucking.”

“I do. Gourmets like me are rare.”

Even as he spoke, Yeon Tae-soo’s gaze still lustfully scanned Mr. Yoo. That blatant gaze looked as if he was really craving food, which was slightly chilling.

“To be precise, it’s not that I have a philosophy about fucking… it’s about knowing how to eat.”

Yeon Tae-soo raised his index finger and firmly pressed it against the lip area of Mr. Yoo’s mask.

“As I said earlier, I don’t fuck with someone who looks like they’re begging to be killed.”

Strangely, the eyes that had seemed full of lust until just a moment ago cooled instantly.

“It kills my appetite.”

The system that had been unable to analyze Yeon Tae-soo’s expression finally worked properly. Three characters filled his vision, obscuring Yeon Tae-soo’s face. ‘Indifference’.

The cold blue artificial eye seemed to pierce through the mask. As his finger fell away, even the hot air enveloping them seemed to cool chillingly.

Yeon Tae-soo turned around, waving his hand. The silver cufflinks embedded in his pitch-black suit glinted once again today.

“Wash up well so you don’t catch a cold.”

Leaving behind these meddlesome words, Yeon Tae-soo left.

Mr. Yoo locked the door and began removing his wet clothes one layer at a time when he experienced a major error he had never felt before.

His body was heated up. Perhaps enough that even Yeon Tae-soo might have noticed.