We're Just Dinner Friends (1)

Honey.

Honey, she said.

Even though the quest had cleared, I couldn't help pausing for a moment.

I wasn't young enough for Lucy to call me a boy.

But it was probably true that Lucy was older than me.

Maybe by two or three years.

Just the right age to call her noona.

A beautiful, busty noona was calling me honey.

That hit hard.

But when I fell silent, at a loss for words, Lucy looked up at me anxiously...