The next day; the sun hadn't yet risen.
Jun Moxie hadn't gotten out of bed. He was still researching his sensuous dream, and had made a very shameful discovery. He could no longer wear his underpants since he had discovered a huge wet-spot. He had even felt the sticky-spot with his hands to confirm…
[This is indeed very shameful! Such wet dreams can happen to me, Hit-man Jun!? This is very humiliating for me! For God's sake! Who's going to believe it? …my illustrious name has reached rock-bottom!]
Young Master Jun quickly pulled his quilt to cover his first-time-defeated body. Then, he looked around carefully and then quickly raised his butt to pull-off his pants. He'd feel extremely uncomfortable if he didn't change it.
His movements were incomparably swift and nimble as he took off his clothes. He kept the quilt in place with one hand, and stretched-out the other to feel for an appropriate place to dump them…
However, then…
Suddenly…
