86 – Department Store

Stepping out of the car, Hayoon gazed at the enormous department store before her. The words “Sunwoo Department Store” were boldly embossed on the building’s exterior.

Hayoon didn’t frequent upscale areas, but she had certainly heard of Sunwoo Department Store.

It was known as the largest in the city, comparable in size to those in the capital, the trendiest, and filled with luxury goods.

Of course, Hayoon didn’t care about luxury goods or trends, so she only knew the name. But now, she couldn’t ignore it.

As the name “Sunwoo” suggested, Sunwoo Department Store was a business under the Sunwoo Group, to which Wooshin belonged.

“I wondered where we were going after driving for two hours, but it’s their home turf.” Hayoon shrunk back, intimidated by the building’s size, when she felt a gentle hand take hers again.

“Is your hand all healed?”

“…Yes, I’m a vector.”

Hayoon almost cursed, unable to believe such a kind voice could come from the man who had left cigarette burns on her. But she summoned superhuman patience and swallowed it down.

The wound had indeed healed, leaving only a slight scar. Even that would disappear with time. Hanseol touched the bumpy scar and giggled, her voice clear.

“Ah-ha, feels weird.”

“Psycho bitch,” Hayoon muttered inwardly, then followed Hanseol as she pulled her along.

“Welcome, Section Chief Woo.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

A man who appeared to be the manager, probably informed in advance, was waiting at the entrance with his staff. He looked twice Wooshin’s age, but Wooshin didn’t seem to care, casually waving his hand in acknowledgment.

Despite the rude response, the manager maintained a smiling face and began to lead them. The sight of them moving in a large group with the staff drew attention, and whispers could be heard, but only for a moment.

The surroundings quickly quieted as they entered a private elevator. But that was short-lived. The manager, who had joined the three of them, began to praise Wooshin with all sorts of flowery language.

From what Hayoon could gather, he was saying things like this year’s operating profit had broken records thanks to the section chief’s insight. More words praising Wooshin followed, but none of the three were paying attention.

The manager’s words stopped when the elevator doors opened on the 7th floor, as indicated on the display.

“We’ve cleared the store as you requested!”

“Yeah, good job.”

As the manager said, not a single customer could be seen in the spacious store. Only employees stood in their places, each wearing a forced smile and staring straight ahead.

They probably didn’t stand so rigidly normally, but Wooshin, used to such sights, casually offered some praise to the manager and led Hayoon and Hanseol inside.

‘Even if he’s a chaebol’s son, is it okay to use a business like this so carelessly?’

“It’s okay. We rented the whole place for the day with money.”

Hayoon was thinking this when Hanseol suddenly whispered in her ear. Startled, she wondered if she had accidentally said it out loud. But Hanseol smiled and said,

“You’re more transparent than you think.”

“Transparent…”

Hayoon unconsciously touched her face.

The gesture practically confirmed Hanseol’s guess, but she was too flustered to notice.

Hanseol chuckled, and Hayoon finally took her hand away and belatedly asked,

“You said we were going shopping, but what exactly are we here to do?”

“We’re here to buy clothes.”

“Clothes…?”

“Yeah. I’m going to be dragging you around all day, and I can’t have you wearing those clothes, can I?”

At those words, Hayoon looked down at herself. She was wearing clothes that looked like a white tablecloth with holes cut out for her arms and head. Moreover, she was wearing hastily acquired flip-flops, since she had only walked barefoot inside the training center.

She was the most out-of-place person here, surrounded by the well-dressed duo and the neatly suited employees. A sudden wave of shame washed over Hayoon, and her face flushed. Then, she frowned, puzzled.

‘Why do I feel ashamed?’

Confused by the inexplicable emotion, Hanseol grabbed Hayoon’s hand and pulled her along.

The first place they visited was a lingerie store. The three employees there bowed almost 90 degrees in greeting. Wooshin, casually returning the greeting as he had with the manager, grabbed Hayoon’s shoulder and said,

“Recommend something that would suit her.”

“Understood.”

“Master! I want to pick out Hayoon’s things too!”

“Do as you please.”

Wooshin said this and then roughly tore off the clothes Hayoon was wearing. Suddenly naked, she stood there dumbfounded, then let out a short scream and crouched down, covering herself.

It was a perfectly feminine reaction, but also the obvious one. Even though there were no other customers, there were over ten stores in this area alone.

There were easily over forty resident employees, and they were all watching, trying not to displease the VIP.

Moreover, she had suddenly been stripped naked in a public place. Even if she were a man, he would be shocked, if not as much as she was, and would certainly not react calmly.

“Why, why did you tear my clothes?!”

“Why else? You have to take them off to put on underwear, don’t you? Don’t keep crouching, get up.”

“Ugh…!”

Wooshin answered Hayoon’s muffled question as if it were nothing and pulled her up by the arm. Hayoon tried to resist weakly, but she couldn’t overpower the man.

Eventually, with even her most private parts exposed to the world, Hayoon blushed and lowered her head. The employees were just as dumbfounded by the sudden striptease.

Since it was a women’s lingerie store, all the employees were women, and they watched Hayoon’s naked body, their faces turning white or red.

They knew Hayoon was a vector because of the tag around her neck, but they certainly hadn’t expected her to be suddenly stripped naked in a public place.

“What are you doing? Take her away.”

“Y-yes…!”

One of the employees stammered and gently led the naked Hayoon away.

“W-we’ll check your size first.”

Normally, they would have gone into the fitting room to take measurements, but it was pointless to take her to the fitting room when she had already been stripped naked in an open space.

The employee ran the measuring tape around and muttered in surprise.

“Wow… what a figure…”

“Khh…”

A normal woman would have taken it as a compliment, but Hayoon was a vector. She squeezed her eyes shut in shame as the employee called out her size.

55F, one size larger than when she first came to Somang Education Center. There were other changes, such as her hips being wider, but nothing too dramatic.

Once the measurements were taken, the employees busily began to bring underwear that would suit Hayoon. In front of a large full-length mirror, Wooshin and the employees discussed various underwear while holding them up to her body.

Whether it should be the kind with straps over the shoulders, or a button-up style, or even strapless. Terms that Hayoon didn’t understand and various colors flashed over her body.

Fortunately, Wooshin liked some of them, and about three sets were neatly packaged.

“Hayoon! How about this?”

Of course, Hanseol, who had volunteered to pick them out, wasn’t idle either. The ones she chose were mostly lingerie that you would show to a lover.

In other words, they were very revealing. Some had no fabric in the middle of the part that covered the breasts, exposing the nipples, and the panties were the same, exposing the vulva.

She even tried them on, instead of just holding them up like the employees had done. Hayoon had to endure Wooshin’s gaze as he admired her in lingerie that exposed her nipples and vulva.

After that, she had to try on things that could hardly be called underwear: a jewel-string thong that barely covered her vulva, underwear made of translucent material that revealed her skin, and all-in-one lace lingerie.

And all of them were packaged as new.

“Shall we go to the next place then?”

“Let’s go there next!”

Hanseol, excited, pointed to a casual wear store. Hayoon, wearing a black lingerie set, hesitantly followed them.

The same thing happened there as in the lingerie store. However, the employees stood still, and Hanseol excitedly brought various clothes, held them up to Hayoon’s body, and discussed them with Wooshin.

Of course, they didn’t just leave Hayoon standing there like a stone statue. Hanseol occasionally gave her a choice and asked,

“Hayoon, which one do you think is better?”

One was a sleeveless dress, and the other was a knit top and a plaid skirt. She didn’t particularly like either, but she preferred the latter to the airy, slightly revealing dress.

“Really? Then try this on!”

Of course, Hanseol handed her the sleeveless dress. Hayoon suppressed a sigh and put it on. The underwear, mismatched with the dress, was visible through the fabric, but it only added to Hayoon’s sex appeal.

It seemed to have worked on Wooshin as well, as he stared at Hayoon silently for a moment before gesturing for her to come closer. Hayoon approached with a puzzled expression, and he reached out without hesitation and grabbed her breasts.

“Ugh…!”

Perhaps because there was an obstacle in the way, unlike usual, she felt a hard sensation, but that made it even better. Wooshin fondled Hayoon’s breasts, hugged her tightly, and then nibbled on her ear.

“Wait, hng, I don’t want to do this in a place like this…!”

Hayoon tried to push Wooshin away, feeling the hard object against her clothes, but she couldn’t overpower the man. The lips that had been teasing her ear soon stole a kiss from Hayoon’s lips.

Sucking, slurping, panting… As the wet sounds continued, the employees watching swallowed hard. It wasn’t just a normal couple’s kiss, but passionate foreplay that seemed to lead to intercourse, so it was no wonder they were surprised.

They wondered if he would really do it in a place like this, but when his hard, erect cock was soon revealed, some of the employees let out short screams.

However, Wooshin, unfazed by the reactions, ended the kiss and made Hayoon kneel down.

“Suck it.”