Chapter Index




    110. Weakness (2

    That crazy woman, ttok-ttok, disappears down the stairs.

    I considered taking out the second phone I’d put in the other pocket to check the recording, but after thinking it over carefully, there wasn’t anything particularly advantageous for me.

    Conversely, there was nothing advantageous for that woman either.

    The fact that we’d both go down the drain the moment she tried to sink me was something she knew best.

    “….”

    Brushing off the faint sensation left on the back of my hand, I gaze out the window for a moment.

    The woman, who had hidden herself by pulling her hat down low, walks away quickly.

    Right. Well, let’s hold each other’s weaknesses.

    That’s what she meant.

    Until now, I was in too advantageous a position,

    literally having nothing to lose.

    She probably needed a knife of her own, so to speak.

    …But.

    I can’t help but feel pissed off.

    Because her intention was too clear.

    It’s no different than declaring she’d kill me the moment any harm, even as small as a fingernail clipping, came her way, right?

    Since the woman who had already sunk me once pulled a stunt like that, it’s unavoidable that I can’t look kindly upon her, even if I wanted to.

    From now on, whatever happens won’t be my fault.

    You started it.

    You brought it upon yourself.

    **

    …Boss-nim.

    Earlier, the dark circles under his eyes made him look quite exhausted.

    As expected, getting involved in this and that with two women…

    What’s more, earlier he was whispering and chatting about something with the idol.

    What on earth makes him so popular?

    Of course, he looks neat and has a good physique, so it’s only natural that there’s demand…

    “Hello.”

    “Ah, hello…”

    But still, the Madam who just arrived doesn’t seem like someone head-over-heels, you know?

    No, if they were just dating normally, maybe.

    …It was a 3P, definitely that phone call.

    With an idol involved, too.

    The three of them.

    The Madam’s face is pretty too,

    …and her body is so destructive she can’t even pay attention to things like that.

    There must have been more than one man clinging to her.

    How did she end up so smitten with Boss-nim?

    If it was when Boss-nim was a baseball player, I could understand…

    …Could she have fallen for him back then?

    “Where’s Joo-hyuk-ie?”

    “Ah, he’s probably inside.”

    “…Right.”

    If that wasn’t it either.

    No matter how much I think about it, there’s nothing else.

    Suppressing the fantasy I didn’t dare voice, the moment I pointed inside, the Madam ran straight to Boss-nim without looking back.

    Hmm. Madam.

    I mulled it over, but the word ‘Madam’ doesn’t seem to fit at all.

    Just looking at her face, she looks younger than my few friends.

    And her age, well, seeing as she and Boss-nim use banmal with each other, they’re probably around the same age, right?

    But calling her ‘unnie’ feels weird too, since we’re not close enough.

    …Ah, I don’t know.

    It’s bothersome, so let’s just call her my senior part-timer.

    She is higher up the ladder than me, after all.

    “…Haa.”

    Anyway, the fact that Senior-nim came dressed in leggings means there’s about an hour left until closing.

    She takes over after working out with Boss-nim.

    I’ve heard rumors that they spend the whole hour doing ‘skinship’ disguised as PT…

    I’d dismissed it as half a joke, but after hearing that phone call today, I can’t take it as a joke anymore.

    If it were simply receiving a call during sex… I would have just deleted it from my memory, thinking, ‘Ah, Boss-nim’s private life, this lowly part-timer should just look the other way!’

    …But still, when there are more than three people involved.

    A pure soul like mine takes critical damage.

    “Soo-ah ssi. Are you tired?”

    “…Yes.”

    It’s gotten to the point where I can’t even be bothered to respond to the trainer uncle who hits on me daily.

    Honestly, his face isn’t my type either.

    He smells too much like a ‘popular guy,’ so I’m not really interested.

    I like the ‘Northern Duke’ type – someone who acts aloof and cold, but at home, plays with their cat with a stern expression.

    In terms of people… hmm.

    Ah.

    If Seo Jia, who just left, were a guy, he’d be exactly my type.

    Compared to him, this uncle seems dark on the inside despite his friendly exterior, which I don’t like.

    “Want some Bacchus? I have one left.”

    “Yes, thank you.”

    But I’m just a part-timer, so I don’t want to cause trouble.

    But just in case…

    I secretly checked the Bacchus he handed me for any signs of tampering, confirmed there were none, then popped it open and drank it.

    …Did my brain break because of that phone call earlier?

    What am I even worrying about?

    “You’ll be off soon too, Soo-ah ssi.”

    “Yes.”

    “I get off at 3 too. What are you doing after work, Soo-ah ssi?”

    “…I have plans with a friend.”

    “Ah, I see. I have plans with a friend too. Well, we’re closed tomorrow, so we have to play as hard as we work, right?”

    “…Right.”

    But seeing him try to openly ask me out on a date and then expertly drift away, I can’t help but worry even if I don’t want to.

    It feels like if I talk to this guy while I’m already mentally vulnerable for other reasons, I’ll naturally get dragged into drinks.

    He gives off a ‘master manipulator’ vibe, which is terrifying for someone like me, a gloomy, nerdy shut-in gamer girl.

    …If he really crosses the line, I’ll have to report him to Boss-nim.

    My uncle is Boss-nim’s senior, so my connections come in handy at times like these.

    At times like these, Boss-nim is reliable…

    …Hmm, reliable?

    He’s the Boss-nim who takes my call while fooling around with two women.

    “Anyway, well. You work hard too, Soo-ah ssi.”

    “Yes.”

    Effectively sending one pesky fly back to its hive, I slump back down, sipping my Bacchus, and slowly organize my thoughts.

    My part-time senior, Seo Haeun ssi, is head-over-heels for Boss-nim, though I don’t know why.

    The idol, Hinami ssi, for reasons unknown, enjoyed a 3P with Senior-nim and Boss-nim.

    And Seo Jia ssi, who came and left earlier, asked me for Boss-nim’s contact info, and then they talked about something after Boss-nim arrived.

    And.

    …Boss-nim retired after being ground down for a year by our damn shitty team.

    Seo Jia is the daughter of that team’s Director.

    Senior-nim is Seo Jia’s older sister, so likewise, a Director’s daughter.

    If I think about it with perfect narrative logic, Boss-nim harbored malice towards our team and seduced the Director’s daughter, Senior-nim, for revenge, but…

    …this is probably because I’ve watched too many dramas and read too many manga.

    A more reasonable fantasy would be that maybe his desire for conquest just flared up more during sex…?

    But Hinami… honestly, I don’t know either.

    I mean, she’s super popular, right?

    Isn’t she one of the top Japanese idols?

    Someone like that, specifically Boss-nim?

    Seriously, how much is his dick…

    Ahem hem.

    How skilled must he be at ‘night activities’ to have seduced even an idol?

    …””

    …Expanding on that fantasy, the picture forming in my head was quite something.

    Boss-nim’s profile listed him as 193cm.

    Even accounting for shoes, he looks like he’s at least 190cm.

    Compared to him, both Hinami and Senior-nim are shorter than me.

    …Can… can that size even fit?

    Still, looking at Senior-nim’s figure, it seems like it might fit…

    As for Hinami…

    …It reminds me of that.

    In those videos with white women and black men, sometimes they hold it up…

    Kehek, khekh… Ah. Shit, it stings…”

    …Perhaps due to my overactive imagination, the Bacchus went down the wrong pipe.

    But seeing that delicate body next to Boss-nim, I can’t help it, can I?

    I feel like he could lift her with one hand, really.

    And Hinami-chan, for someone small, is surprisingly busty.

    Sometimes when I browse sites for game info, I’ve seen her cleavage dozens of times.

    …In real life, too.

    She even looked a bit bigger than me.

    “…I want to see…”

    I barely manage to catch the words that slipped out unconsciously with my hand.

    …See what?

    A tall gym owner, a burly ex-baseball player,

    The Director’s daughter with a busty figure that seems about to burst her clothes (a bit haughty),

    A petite idol with great proportions, fair skin, the dream of countless men (secretly has a Twitter alt account),

    I absolutely do not want to see them having vulgar sex.

    I definitely don’t want to see it, but.

    …Honestly, I am curious.

    …””

    …And.

    …If my earlier speculation is true.

    If the scenario where Boss-nim, retired after being chewed up by those bastards, dreams of revenge against the Director’s daughter isn’t just a fantasy.

    Frankly speaking.

    …I want to see Seo Jia get involved in that too.

    I know I sound like a total piece of shit, but… what do they call this?

    Is it Schadenfreude?

    Somehow, that person seems like a flawless, perfect idol, right?

    In a romance fantasy, like a Northern Duke.

    The type who slacks off a bit at home but is meticulous in public.

    …So if she falls, she’d be incredibly sexy.

    Is this how people who like ruining their favorite characters feel?

    Of course, I’m not exactly a fan…

    “…Haa.”

    Swallowing my nefarious inner thoughts, which I’d never voice, down my throat along with the remaining Bacchus, I prepare to greet the member who just walked in.

    …Ah, maybe I’ll go to the baseball stadium on Sunday.

    This year’s roster really seems legendary.

    If only they had one more relief pitcher like Boss-nim…

    …If only he existed.

    It would have been great.

    It’s a shame he retired.

    What a pity.

    What kind of trash humans ground down Boss-nim, who was around my age back then?

    Later, when I find out the inside story, I’ll curse them out properly.

    …If my fantasy is correct.

    I guess I won’t need to curse them out myself.

    **

    “…My ear itches.”

    Second shower.

    While drying my hair with the dryer, the air got into my ear, making it itchy, so I dig into my ear canal.

    …Hinami is probably downstairs.

    Maybe unnie is there too.

    Still,

    I’m not mentally prepared to go down and face those two.

    Even if I meet them, I don’t know what to say.

    Even if I tell him to keep his distance, he won’t listen.

    …If only he were cheating, then I could reveal it.

    Contained in the phone in my hand,

    that man’s voice.

    …This isn’t enough.

    This is just his weakness, in case of emergencies.

    There’s no way anything will change just by confronting those two.

    In the end,

    Now, before any incident occurs.

    To make him detach his feelings from…

    Or,

    …To seize a weakness that would make him fear touching those two carelessly.

    Ultimately.

    There’s nothing else.

    “Haa…”

    …Part-timer.

    I’m sorry.

    I don’t have any ill feelings towards you,

    but please be my pawn for a while.

    Because you,

    besides those two, are the closest woman to him.

    Even the CCTV footage for emergencies…

    …I can obtain through you.

    …Whether by bribing you with money,

    or by using my recognition and status to build rapport.

    I won’t let anything dangerous happen.

    Getting rid of a piece of trash boss like him,

    I’ll help you.

    …Selflessly,

    with good intentions.


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