008. Her House

“You, can you drink more…?”

“It’s fine. It’s fine. Cocktails don’t cause hangovers.”

With completely unfocused eyes, I gulp down the last cocktail next to her, gulp gulp.

Then, I plunge my head onto the table as if collapsing.

Truthfully, she’s the one who’s drunk,

but it’s true I got swept up in the mood too.

“Hey, Kang Joo-hyuk! You’re drunk!”

“…Because I’m drunk, I’m drinking like this. I don’t normally drink this way.”

“…Are you okay?”

“I wasn’t okay, but I’m a little better now…”

The topic I briefly changed to get closer to her circles back to the beginning, highlighting my pitiful situation once more.

I’m just a lonely man who’s been dumped.

She’s a compassionate and considerate woman, enough to comfort such a pitiful man.

Even the bond built upon our drunken state as we shared drinks.

In this play, with this setting,

Seo Haeun absolutely cannot ignore me.

And I have no reason to stop this fun game.

“Where am I going to sleep starting today…?”

“…Aren’t you going home?”

“If I go, I have to see her face, how can I go…”

“D-did you live together, you?”

“…Did I not mention it?”

“You didn’t!”

“Then just assume so, I guess…”

I eliminate the most obvious escape route too.

I take away her options.

So she has no choice but to choose.

Sleeping with me.

“…Haeun-ah.”

“What?”

“Can you let me sleep for just a few hours? …I’m so sleepy I could die.”

“…Let you sleep? It’s daytime right now?”

“My quirk when drunk is s-sleeping, I feel like I’m gonna die. Right now…”

“…”

The fact that it was still bright afternoon was actually a great device to induce her carelessness.

If it were late at night, she would feel a sense of crisis, but the bright sunlight glaring down outside the building would erase that sense of crisis.

It’s not like she’s letting a man into her house, just temporarily holding onto a sluggish, heavily intoxicated person.

In this play, I’m the defenseless one, not her.

At least, in the play.

“…Um, first. Can you stand up?”

“Uh, probably…”

“Then stand up for now. Stop drinking, let’s go.”

“Go where…?”

“I’ll just let you sleep for a bit. Stand up.”

It’s unlikely she could lift this heavy frame, but I obediently follow her touch and rise.

Then, even while barely keeping my balance, I take out my wallet, pay the bill, and stumble out of the store, staggering.

“Can you really walk…? You look like you’re going to fall…”

“I’m fine, I won’t fall. Won’t fall…”

Walking with difficulty, sounding more like ‘chul-peo-deuk chul-peo-deuk’ than ‘teo-deol teo-deol’, I glance in the direction she’s leading with my half-closed eyes.

…I suspected it, but is it really there?

As my conviction grew stronger that I was freeloading off my sister, the thought of being able to sleep in a nice house with a nice woman made my drunkenness start to fade.

Of course, the more it faded,

the more shameless my act became.

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At most, it’s a 7-8 minute walk from the gym.

Her place is a 15-minute walk from my house.

Anyone could tell it’s a wealthy neighborhood.

Its structure is almost like a fortress.

With a design medieval European nobles would have loved, combined with modern sensibilities, it screams expensive.

It’s not just that there’s a convenience store in the complex; there’s a supermarket, a gym, and even a screen golf course.

There are security guards in the lobby, and they even check IDs, so I could keenly feel what it’s like to live in a different world.

Thanks to that, my certainty about her has now become a complete fact.

This house is so expensive that even a Director, let alone Seo Haeun, would struggle to afford it.

It has to be Seo Jia’s house.

I feel a little surprised by the fact that the scenery of one’s life can change so drastically just because their family is incredibly wealthy.

“…Um, Kang Joo-hyuk. You know. I’m sorry, but I can’t let you stay until night…?”

“Okay…”

However, I felt even greater surprise towards Seo Haeun, who only started feeling a sense of crisis after dragging a man nearly 30cm taller than her all the way here.

…Honestly, I was skeptical about her having no dating experience, but is it real?

Seeing how she acts, she might not have any experience with men at all.

It wouldn’t be strange if she shut herself off sexually due to being stalked in high school.

“Um, the elevator… Since it’s the 37th floor…”

It would be an option to start dropping the act now, but to complete the play more perfectly, I lean against the wall.

Then, with a ‘ding’ sound, the elevator stops, and I get off. In the luxurious hallway, I steal a glance at the beeping door lock she uses.

‘940919…’

Probably her birthdate.

Unlike the meticulous security of the apartment complex, I feel bewildered by the completely insecure password.

…Honestly, setting aside her face and figure, Seo Haeun doesn’t fit in this space.

And neither do I.

“…”

Seo Haeun, now stiffened to the point she can’t even offer a welcoming greeting.

Suppressing the urge to touch her beige hair visible behind me, I let out a dying groan to ease her tension, reinforcing that I’m drunk once more.

“…C-come in…”

Pushing her aside as she finally welcomes me, I take off my shoes, walk into the living room, and rudely flop onto the sofa.

I cover my eyes with my right arm and let my left arm dangle off the sofa.

As if advertising ‘I’m passed out,’ I continue to reassure her.

“Um, are you…?”

“…”

Without even answering, I exhale rhythmically, anticipating her next move.

Since the front door is already closed, it wouldn’t actually be difficult to rape her right here.

But there’s no need to.

I don’t need to resort to such drastic measures,

because I can violate her intensely without them.

“Ah, um. …I must be crazy, really…”

But towards me, who appeared to be asleep, she started stamping her feet and slapping her own cheeks.

I couldn’t see, only hear, but seeing her flustered expression, she seemed to perceive me as much more dangerous than I expected.

…Does this woman really have no experience?

If she’s drinking with a guy she dumped and even brought him to her place, that’s practically an invitation for sex.

I’ve never seen such a naive reaction in my life, so honestly, I was the one more bewildered.

“What should I do about this…”

Then, she bustled around, picked up a blanket from somewhere, threw it at me, and went into the room, making the sound of a door opening.

…It’ll be much harder to approach her once she’s sober.

As I was contemplating how long I should pretend to sleep, the sound of the door opening again was heard, followed by Seo Haeun’s voice.

“…Hello? Ah, Jia-ah… Where, where are you right now? Are you upstairs?”

I can’t hear what’s on the other end of the receiver, but I know who she’s talking to.

…Seo Jia.

Her younger sister.

“You’re not home? You’re out? Ah, then that’s not good…”

As soon as I heard the short phone conversation, I could vaguely grasp the situation.

Seo Jia lives upstairs.

In fact, it would be hard to find a better place than this, so it’s natural that they live together, unless they live separately.

“You know, your sister drank… Things have gotten a bit strange right now, okay?”

She’s clearly feeling immense anxiety about being alone at home with a man and intends to call her younger sister.

…This isn’t good.

This is an unexpected development, which is too dangerous.

“Ah…, you can’t? You still have a schedule?”

Unfortunately, the popular idol didn’t seem inclined to grant her sister’s desperate plea for help.

I wasn’t exactly her fan, but right now, I felt like cheering her on enthusiastically.

…Maybe I should see her face if I get the chance later.

She’s fucking gorgeous, though.

“It’s almost three o’clock now… Six? Will you be here at six?”

3 hours.

It’s a bit shorter than a motel room rental time, but it’s ample time to satisfy my desires.

However, using forceful methods now carries too much risk, but it’s still a development that’s not too bad.

As a bonus,

if I get lucky, I might even be able to brag about it.

“Okay. Ah, yes. Don’t be annoyed… I’m sorry. Okay, okay. I’ll use the card moderately. I just ate, you know. Food. …You want me to buy and cook it…? I got it, I got it…”

Listening to Seo Haeun’s overly submissive voice towards her younger sister, I mentally noted down what I could say and what I shouldn’t.

…How should I approach her so she can’t refuse?

How should I stimulate her so she feels guilty towards me?

How should I touch her so she feels sexually aroused?

How should I soothe her so she’s satisfied?

I ponder and organize my thoughts.

To grasp those full breasts, so voluptuous they’re hard to even imagine.

“…Fucking bitch, really…”

I was taken aback when Seo Haeun immediately cursed like crazy right after hanging up, but I didn’t even have time to be surprised because the sounds that followed were much more important.

“Ah… I’m breaking out in a cold sweat. Really…”

The door bursts open, then slams shut with a ‘kung’.

Rustle rustle, the sound of clothes brushing against each other tickles my sensitive hearing.

Soon, ‘sswaaaa…’, the sound of water hitting skin tantalizes my lust.

…I’m not sure if the door is locked or not.

But it didn’t matter either way.

Because I carry nail clippers and an ear pick.

I don’t really use the ear pick, but,

just in case.

“Hoo…”

I let out a long sigh, hide my presence, and throw off all my clothes.

Without hiding my stiffly erect penis, I take out the ear pick from my wallet, grip it in my left hand, and walk step by step towards the sound of water.

Saying, ‘Please let me in,’ I insert the metal into the small peephole and push it open.

…Is she crazy, this woman.

She didn’t even lock it at all.

“…Wha, what…?”

Without even needing to prepare for the slightest possibility,

I was easily able to greet her.

…The unbelievably beautiful pink nipples.

The plump breasts shaped like water balloons, not water droplets.

The mole on her lower breast that seemed to beg to be squeezed.

The firm buttocks that were practically acting cute, asking to be spanked.

…The Seo Haeun who hated me so much,

Soaked Seo Haeun’s naked body.