I Became a Villainous Character with a Limited Lifespan

Episode 50

“Why are you asking when you know?”

Jung-hoon lightly shook the glass. What was in the glass wasn’t a non-alcoholic cocktail or anything like that.

It was a high-proof liquor that Jung-hoon often recommended to new faces, perfect for getting dead drunk without knowing due to the strong sweetness that masks the smell and taste of alcohol.

“He’s totally your style though.”

“Cut me some slack. Since you snatch up every newcomer, we can only recycle among ourselves.”

“When did I ever do that to every newcomer? I only did that when my appetite was piqued. And he’s not your type anyway, right?”

“Even if not… with that level, even if he’s not my type, at least once.”

The man licked his lips. The man’s type was a smaller and cuter-faced omega, but even putting aside his preferences, Seung-hyun was someone who would draw interest.

“Speaking of you, don’t you prefer betas or recessive omegas in terms of type?”

“I don’t discriminate. When you strip them down, they’re all the same anyway. And that guy seems similar to me.”

Although an alpha, Jung-hoon was a recessive to the point his pheromones barely came out. He could distinguish between alphas and omegas but wasn’t greatly influenced by pheromones.

“I barely felt any pheromones from that guy either. Then it’s the same as a beta.”

“Who cares if they’re alpha or omega? As long as they’re tasty, that’s all that matters.”

“You talk so dirty.”

“Don’t act like you’re not. There’s no one here who isn’t like that. In the first place, this is a place people come to find a lay, so what’s the point of acting noble?”

At his words, the people at the table laughed simultaneously. There may be various types of bars and clubs, but this place was definitely dominated by people who came to find sex partners.

Among them, Jung-hoon was a famous figure. A neat face and excellent eloquence. However, the reason he was famous here wasn’t because of his looks or eloquence.

His excellent eloquence only shined when luring clueless people to bed. About half the people here tonight had experience with Jung-hoon, so he could be called a celebrity in his own way.

“These days, there are people who hear about me elsewhere and immediately run away.”

“You should have slept around in moderation.”

“Why me? Look. I caught a big fish after a long time. Did you see the bruise on his wrist? He’s not ordinary either. From his looks to his vibe, it seems like there’s a story, doesn’t it?”

Jung-hoon said, shaking his wrist. Not only was his appearance his type, but the moment he saw that bruise, he liked Seung-hyun even more. That type is easy. It wasn’t the first or second time, so with just a few exchanges of glances, people joined his act.

“You spoke so seriously that for a moment, old memories came to me and I got a bit choked up.”

“But isn’t it a bit pitiful? After a man who slaps him, next is a jerk like you.”

“What did I do? At least I don’t slap people.”

Jung-hoon shrugged and laughed. Of course, he only doesn’t slap, but his mind is overflowing with the desire to do this and that fun thing. There was no need to talk about that.

“Still, you don’t just spill alcohol on someone’s clothes. That looked pretty expensive.”

“It probably is expensive. Well… he said he won’t even take dry cleaning money. Ah, if he changes his mind and asks for money, you pay for it instead.”

“Hey, he’s coming. Be quiet.”

The men who were snickering stopped talking when they saw Seung-hyun returning. Jung-hoon looked at Seung-hyun’s sleeve and asked.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m so sorry about this.”

“This much is fine. It’s not like you did it on purpose.”

“Eh, tell him to check later and ask if there’s a problem.”

The man who spilled alcohol on Seung-hyun apologized again, saying he was sorry. It was an attitude thinking Jung-hoon would cover the clothing cost anyway.

Seung-hyun, unable to know such ulterior motives, shook his head, saying it was really okay. Seung-hyun, noticing the new glass placed in front of his seat, reconfirmed, looking at the glass with an appearance that couldn’t be more flashy.

“The alcohol… it’s definitely not in there, right?”

“Why are you checking so meticulously? You don’t have allergies or anything, right?”

“It’s not that, but…”

At most, he would just get drunk quickly or have a bit of a stomachache. Jung-hoon thought so and smiled.

“Then it should be fine. Try it. It’s delicious.”

“Then…”

Although he wasn’t in the mood to drink more because he was a bit full, there was the atmosphere to consider, and he felt bad refusing the recommendation, so he sipped the cocktail and felt a strong sweetness.

‘Is it that you get drunk on sweetness instead of alcohol?’

“…good.”

“It’s delicious, right?”

It’s not that he disliked sweet things, but this was sweet enough to exceed the allowable limit by far. But it was awkward to say it wasn’t good in front of the person who recommended it, so Seung-hyun gulped down another sip of the cocktail without a word.

“It doesn’t seem like you’ve been to places like this or bars and clubs often.”

“…That’s right.”

How out of place did he seem to be told that so many times? It was getting tiresome. Seung-hyun answered Jung-hoon’s words while half-heartedly drinking the beverage.

“I wanted to talk about… anything. My head is complicated.”

“If you just want to talk, go somewhere else. Rather than talking, this place is for…”

“Hey.”

Jung-hoon stopped the man who was about to say something clueless, making a blatant hand gesture. But Seung-hyun wasn’t shaken by those words at all.

“I don’t mind that either. I feel like doing it too.”

At Seung-hyun’s answer, the people sitting around the table exchanged glances for a moment. Seung-hyun, feeling awkward, found the overly sweet drink that could make his tongue fall off strangely astringent in the aftertaste.

“What. Was it like that? Well. You don’t come here knowing nothing.”

“Then you didn’t even have to do this…”

“This?”

“It’s nothing.”

It seemed like there was something he didn’t know. Seung-hyun looked at Jung-hoon with an uncomfortable face.

‘Well, it’s probably nothing.’

“Then shall we talk about something else? Hmm… do you have an ideal type? Or a type of man you dislike?”

Jung-hoon obviously changed the subject, but Seung-hyun fell for that shallow trick, thinking it was nothing.

“Ideal type…”

“I feel like you have a thing for bad boys. Somehow.”

“I told you to stop saying useless things.”

He had never thought about that. Seung-hyun sank into thought for a moment. He had standards of likes and dislikes, but he had never thought deeply about it since dating was something that could never happen for him anyway.

But can’t you at least think about it? He slowly listed his ideal type as it came to mind.

It wouldn’t be particularly special, right? He preferred someone taller than him. He didn’t like a brawny body, but it would be better if the physique showed some sign of working out.

He liked someone who made people feel comfortable. Sometimes they make silly jokes to the point of being annoying, but when serious, the mood changes enough to make his heart race – that kind of person would be even better.

He liked someone who approached and talked to him first to the point of being bothersome. It might be annoying sometimes, but since he had a hard time approaching first, he thought he would get along well with someone who was the opposite.

A playful and kind person. If he had to choose, he liked that kind of person.

“That’s quite detailed.”

“…Is it?”

Isn’t that how everyone’s ideal type is? Seung-hyun awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck. He thought it was an ordinary ideal type.

“When it’s this detailed, they say there’s someone you have in mind.”

“Why would someone like that come to a place like this? You’re not dating anyone, right?”

When someone made a playful remark, Jung-hoon cut off those words as if he were displeased. Whoever it was, he had no intention of touching someone who was annoyingly taken.

“Absolutely not.”

Seung-hyun shook his head desperately. Dating someone? That shouldn’t be said.

“Then that’s a relief. Well, since you said you came to find someone like that, I don’t think I need to beat around the bush, so I’ll say it now… actually, I was interested in you from the moment I first saw you outside.”

“……”

“Do you think you can’t have sex unless you’re dating?”

“That’s… not it.”

Jung-hoon, thinking it was better to leave before more useless words were said, suggested to Seung-hyun that they leave. Although he couldn’t make him drink a lot, if they wanted the same thing, there was no need to get him dead drunk.

“Then do you want to go with me?”

Jung-hoon said, lightly caressing above Seung-hyun’s bruised wrist. It wasn’t enough to say it hurt, but it was enough to make him flinch slightly.

He gave off an impression that strangely reminded him of someone. Not to the point of saying they resembled each other, but… things like his relaxed vibe and attitude were like that.

“…Shall we?”

Although he had come out with this situation in mind anyway, the reason he decided to end the conversation with the quite interesting people here was probably because of that.

Seung-hyun got up from his seat following Jung-hoon. Since he wasn’t drunk this time, it would probably be a memorable night. It wasn’t something he looked forward to, but it was a slightly nerve-wracking night.