[COD] Newbie's Rise to Power

Koenig's voice rang out softly.

Seeing no disgust or rejection in his eyes, you slowly approach him and show him the dog tag in your palm.

"How could you not take better care of something as important as a dog tag?"

However, Koenig did not reach out to take it; his blue eyes remained fixed on you.

Then, he asked a shocking question.

"Now that you've found the dog tag, aren't you going to take the puppy too?"

The meaning of the dog tag he mentioned has changed. Dog tags are only worn by small dogs, so it's obvious who the small dog he's referring to is.

Your eyes widened in surprise as he used the dog tag as a metaphor, objectifying himself as a weak and pitiful animal.

Your mind, which has been slowed by alcohol, suddenly becomes clear at this moment.

Why would such a strong chain on a dog tag break so easily? And why did it fall outside the clothes instead of inside them when it broke?

This was Koenig's test, and also his 'compromise'.

He tested whether he had a place in your heart, and finally compromised by handing the choice over to you.

He heard what you said, which is why he chose to be honest with you. The opportunity is too good to pass up; he can't wait any longer...

You hold his dog tag tightly and confirm with him one last time.

"Is the puppy sure it wants to be taken away? Even if I have more than one puppy around me."

Koenig's large hand enveloped your fist, and his downcast eyes, meeting yours, were filled with longing.

"The puppy is used to all of this. As long as you keep it by your side, look at it more often, and give it more love, then..."

His tall figure slowly crouched down, looking up at you from below.

"He will be your most obedient little dog."

His downcast eyes, wide open and rounded from looking upwards, made him appear even more innocent, just like a puppy waiting for loving caresses. Even his terrifying mask exuded a strange cuteness.

You gave a gentle smile: "That's...a very tempting offer."

Koenig pried open your hand holding the dog tag, looked at the incredibly familiar steel tag in your hand, and slowly asked you for it.

"Then put the dog tag on the puppy, and he'll belong to you."

You followed his gaze and looked at the dog tag in his palm, which was covered by a black protective sleeve.

Finally, you raised your hand, grasped the chain, and put it around Koenig's neck...

You remove the broken beaded chain from the buckle, then snap the other end of the bead back in, and the chain with the dog tag attached is securely connected.

After you put the mask on, under Koenig's delighted gaze, you took his mask out of the chain and patted the dog tag on his chest one last time.

"From now on, I will take good care of it and not throw it away carelessly again."

Koenig nodded: "I promise not!"

Then he stood up, his tall and strong body approaching you, and he reached out and picked you up horizontally!

The sudden loss of balance made you instinctively wrap your arms around his neck, and then look at him with your eyes asking why he suddenly did this.

Koenig chuckled a few times, then happily hugged you and hurried towards the dormitory building's stairs.

"After taking in the puppy, of course I'll play games with him to build a bond."

His tone was casual and playful, but his movements were urgent, as if he didn't want to wait even a second longer.

After saying that, Koenig picked you up and ran straight up to the fourth floor, then kicked the door shut with his foot.

Then, he casually tossed the key aside and gently placed you on the edge of the bed.

Koenig, a tall figure, knelt before you, grasping your hand and reaching towards his mask.

"yn, only your hands can lead the puppy out of the iron cage. Are you willing to take him out?"

He was using Kruger's sarcastic remarks to imply:

If only you could get me to willingly show my face, would you be willing to take off my mask?

He's letting you peel back his facade, hoping you'll accept the real him completely.

You gently pinch the fabric of the mask with your fingers, looking down at his eyes peeking out from the holes in the mask. Under close observation, you can clearly see the fair skin around his eyes and the faint lines.

When not in combat, he rarely wears tactical camouflage, which means that when you lift his mask this time, you won't see a blackened face, but his true face.

"Of course, I'm willing."

You responded softly, then slowly lifted the loose black fabric in your hand.

With your movement, the hat and mask are lifted off Koenig's head and then fall backward...

ch.236: Regency Dress

Beneath his reddish-brown hair was an excessively pale face; his sunny, healthy features, coupled with his innocent, droopy eyes, made him look very much like a docile big dog.

The scattered, light freckles on his face added a unique sexiness to him.

Koenig grabbed your hand and placed it over his face, his nervousness obvious.

"yn...do you...do you like my appearance?"

Having not shown his true self to others for so long, especially to the girl he liked, he couldn't remain calm and indifferent.

Seeing his nervous expression, you smiled, raised your other hand, and stroked his soft red hair...

"unique."

Then, my fingertip gently slid down, across his eyelid, and stopped at the lower eyelid.

"beauty."

The finger shifted, revealing the freckles scattered across his cheeks.

"Sexy".

Finally, your hand slides down to his chin, and together with your other hand, cups his face.

"like."

Upon receiving the answer he expected, his expression immediately brightened with joy, and his smile revealed his white teeth, which included a prominent canine tooth.

He took off his gloves, and his large, rough hands enveloped yours once again.

"I have finally... truly touched you."

His tone was filled with barely concealed excitement, as if this simple handshake was something he had longed for day and night.

He gently traced the shape of your fingers, the knuckles, and the feel of your skin with his hands.

Finally, I placed a light kiss on the back of your hand.

Seeing that you didn't object, he started to push his luck, tilting his head back and asking you:

"yn, can I have a kiss?"

Under his longing gaze, you did not refuse, and lowered your head to cover that slightly parted deep red.

A faint milky scent was detected by your sensitive nose. You moved slightly away and then asked softly:

"Did you just drink milk?"

Koenig immediately replied, "Yeah, we couldn't find bottled water at the party, so I drank a bottle."

After saying that, he chased after you, still not satisfied, being very clingy.

But your mind is wandering, thinking that tonight's dinner party will mostly consist of alcohol and soft drinks, while Koenig chooses milk from among the various drinks.

It seems he really loves dairy products...

Koenig, displeased with your rambling thoughts, gently bit you.

"Don't think about anyone else, look at me!"

He suddenly stood up, his tall and strong body taking over yours, forcefully opening your mouth to share his favorite milk with you.

Immediately, the aroma of frankincense enters the mouth in delicate wisps, and the first thing the tip of the tongue touches is the silky cream that is slightly warmer than your body temperature.

The delicate cream gently washes over the entire mouth, like a thin veil wrapping around the taste buds, each one being tenderly cared for, rich with a hint of sweetness.

The thick, smooth milk, like silk, slowly slid down the throat, carrying a warm and comforting sensation all the way to the stomach.

His massive body and forceful demands almost suffocated you, so you quickly reached out and pushed him away by his shoulder.

"Stop! Koenig, you need to be gentle, you know?"

You glared at him warningly: "Otherwise, I won't play games with the puppy anymore."

Koenig paused, then immediately nodded:

"I'll try my best to control myself, YN, don't be angry."

You smiled helplessly and said, "I'm not angry. I just wanted to reassure you that I'm here and we have plenty of time."

Koenig relaxed his brows and eyes, softly replied "okay," and then bent down again.

This time, however, he wasn't so forceful. He even stepped back to make himself shorter than you, and then gently rubbed his head against your chin.

This affectionate gesture makes you want to reach out and stroke his head gently.

Completely unaware that the buttons on his collar had been loosened by biting.

It wasn't until a chill swept over you that you snapped back to reality and hurriedly refused again.

"König, I should take a shower first."

Then, you signal to him with your eyes: Of course, so are you.

Koenig looked up at you expectantly.

"But I really like this dress of yours, can't I wear it?"

Without even thinking, you refused: "No."

You don't want your cheongsam to be ruined after only one wear. Not only would you feel bad, but you'd also be wondering how you'd get home tomorrow.

Koenig lowered his eyes in disappointment.