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    Ch.160Chapter 160. Sexual Identity (2)

    “Hmm?”

    Thud.

    Something collided with Cuss’s foot as she walked between the desks.

    It was Jake’s bag that had caught and bumped against her.

    Just as she was about to dismiss it and move on, Cuss noticed something eye-catching.

    “…?”

    A paper book peeking out through the open gap in the bag.

    Cuss unconsciously picked it up and opened it.

    “What’s that, Cuss?”

    “It was in Jake’s bag.”

    “A comic? So Jake reads paper comics too.”

    As if they’d discovered an ancient relic, students gathered around Cuss with curiosity.

    Weren’t paper comic books supposed to have gone extinct decades ago?

    The cover was simply painted black with no information.

    Flipping through the beginning pages, ordinary Japanese-style manga illustrations appeared one after another.

    Judging by the art style, it seemed to be a romance genre.

    As the pages quickly turned toward the middle section…

    Slide!

    “Huh?”

    Jake appeared as the classroom door opened.

    Jake, with a face that had turned deathly pale.

    Cuss’s hand stopped, freezing on a page where the manga’s heroine was lifting her skirt.

    Jake was horrified at the sight, but since all the other students’ attention was focused on him, no one noticed this detail.

    “Hey! Don’t do that!”

    “Ehhh?!”

    Jake rushed toward Cuss at full speed.

    Tackling Cuss with a loud thud, Jake managed to snatch the comic book and close it.

    Hopefully no one had seen what was under the heroine’s skirt.

    Jake was just breathing a sigh of relief when…

    “Ugh…”

    “…!”

    Jake suddenly realized he was crushing Cuss beneath him.

    Noticing how close their faces were, Jake startled and quickly pulled his body back.

    In the process, his leg moved to find footing and ended up pressing against something soft.

    Whack!

    In that moment, Jake was pushed backward by Cuss’s hand and fell over.

    Cuss was glaring at him with a fierce look, tears welling in her eyes.

    Sitting back and blinking in confusion, Jake suddenly realized:

    ‘Ah! I just stepped on that!’

    He opened his mouth as he understood what had just happened.

    He had made a serious mistake.

    He had pressed and struck the most sensitive and vulnerable part of a human body.

    The pain must be unimaginable.

    In most cases, it would be impossible to touch that area from a position somewhat distant from the groin, but Cuss’s case was a bit different.

    Recently, Jake had seen Cuss as just a cute girl and hadn’t fully considered her sexual identity.

    ‘I should have been more careful!’

    Jake smacked his forehead in self-reproach.

    “What? Jake, what did you just do? What did you touch that made Cuss react like that?”

    “Ugh…! That’s not it!”

    To make matters worse, his other friends were misunderstanding the situation.

    That’s not what happened.

    Though they probably couldn’t see well because my body was blocking the view, I wanted desperately to explain that I hadn’t touched a sensitive female area, but rather, if I had to specify, a sensitive male area—but I couldn’t bring myself to say it.

    This was something Cuss would want to keep hidden.

    “Damn… It was an accident, Cuss.”

    “Kyaaa! Sexual harasser!”

    “Jake, you’re such a pervert!”

    “…”

    Jake decided to close his eyes tight and bear the false accusation.

    His face quickly reddened at his friends’ playful criticism.

    “That really hurt. Be more careful next time, Jake.”

    “I got it…”

    Dusting off her knees as she stood up, Cuss extended her hand.

    Jake took it and slowly got to his feet.

    The female students watching this scene were nearly going crazy with the fantasies racing through their minds.

    In their heads, they were already picturing Cuss and Jake getting married, having grandchildren, and growing old together.

    “Hey, Cuss! When are you two going to date?”

    “Hmm? Jake and I already have a friendly relationship.”

    “No! Not that kind of relationship! When are you going to confess?”

    “What confession would I make to a friend?”

    “Denying it so hard doesn’t hide anything, you know!”

    “…?”

    ‘Damn those troublemakers.’

    As the female students’ attention focused on Cuss, Jake sat down and hung his head low.

    He was troubled by the sensation he’d felt with his leg earlier.

    Jake put the comic book back into his bag.

    At least he was relieved that the secret of this comic book hadn’t been discovered.

    The beginning flowed like a common romance story, but in the middle section, the heroine comes out, changing the direction of the story—fortunately, no one had seen that part.

    “What was that comic book?”

    “Huh?”

    Yujin sat down in the next seat and asked bluntly.

    What an annoying guy.

    Come to think of it, Yujin couldn’t possibly know the contents of this comic book.

    If he had seen it, he would have blackmailed Jake more confidently.

    It was essentially a weapon that could completely destroy Jake’s reputation.

    It seemed clear that Yujin had tried to blackmail him without even knowing the book’s true content.

    Realizing this, Jake felt foolish for having been intimidated by Yujin until just now.

    “Just a romance comic. Keep it a secret, okay? That I like these shoujo manga.”

    “Hmm. These days, shoujo manga have quite unusual heroines. A girl with that thing between her legs.”

    “…?!”

    “Your taste. I understand now, Jake.”

    Yujin grinned, patted Jake’s shoulder, and walked away.

    Just then, the class bell rang, and all the students took their seats.

    “Jake? What’s wrong?”

    “…”

    Jake was completely dumbfounded.

    He felt like smashing the window and jumping out right then and there.

    ***

    Clink.

    Ice cubes rattled in the whiskey glass, making a sound.

    “Hahaha! Congratulations, you bastard! You should live your life being grateful to your in-laws, Jinsoo!”

    “Of course! They’re the saviors of my life! I wouldn’t hesitate even if my father-in-law asked me to die for him!”

    “You might want to hesitate about that one, kid…”

    In the lively atmosphere.

    Jinsoo happily raised his glass.

    Although Bob hadn’t directly helped with this recent incident, he had been a great friend who supported him throughout.

    It would be unthinkable not to share this joy with him.

    “When do you need to get home?”

    “Let’s drink a bit more before I go. I’m starting to feel tipsy.”

    “What? You’re not going to drink till the end?”

    “You just told me to be good to my in-laws, man. I can’t do something that would disappoint my wife. One more whiskey.”

    When drunk, he tends to lose his reason and becomes forceful.

    Although Ms. Juliane seems to prefer that side of him, he still needed to exercise restraint for the sake of her uterine health.

    “Here’s your whiskey.”

    “By the way, how’s the compensation claim going? Can you get compensation from the military…”

    In the middle of their conversation.

    Behind the counter, the bartender turned around and hid a small container in his pocket.

    ‘This is poison that can kill even a tiger, Jinsoo Kim. Die quietly.’

    He had put a colorless, odorless poison in that whiskey glass.

    Probably, he would collapse as if falling asleep immediately after drinking it and die of cardiac arrest.

    He had also prepared an escape route—planning to strip off his clothes and flee when the bar became chaotic.

    From the beginning, he had been working at this bar under a false identity, so there was no worry about being tracked.

    ‘Nothing personal.’

    He was just carrying out a request for money.

    There was not a hint of emotion mixed in.

    Jinsoo had simply become the target of the navy’s frustration after several generals were detained and properly disgraced.

    “Well, that’s likely to take a long time. I guess I’ll get compensation before I die of old age.”

    “Then… what about the other trials?”

    “What do you mean?”

    “The trials about your dead daughter and wife…”

    “Ah, that. They seem to be busy working on cases against Allison Hospital and the military… I don’t know. It gives me a headache, so I’ve handed everything over to Ms. Juliane now.”

    Jinsoo picked up his glass and brought it to his lips.

    At that moment, the bartender sighed and prepared to escape.

    Gulp, gulp.

    The whiskey flowed down his throat.

    From now, 10 seconds.

    Ten seconds would be enough time for the poison to be absorbed and spread throughout the body through the bloodstream.

    The bartender counted to ten in his mind…

    ‘8… 9… 10…’

    “Hey! Bartender! Going to the bathroom? Pour me one more whiskey before you go!”

    “Huh?”

    “What do you mean ‘huh,’ pal?”

    The bartender was startled by Jinsoo’s call—he seemed perfectly fine.

    While pouring whiskey into the glass, the bartender’s head kept turning nervously, but Jinsoo Kim was still not collapsing.

    ‘Good heavens! Could he have immunity to poison? Then how about poison that could kill an elephant?’

    With skilled hands, he dropped a drop of poison from another bottle into the glass.

    It was a lethal poison that could cause even the largest land mammal to die.

    Surely he couldn’t withstand this.

    “Wow! The liquor tastes good today!”

    “It must taste sweet because of the good news! One more whiskey here!”

    “…?!”

    But Jinsoo emptied the glass again without any problem.

    How strong could his immunity to poison be?

    At this point, the bartender was feeling stubborn.

    ‘This poison can kill even a whale! Try to withstand this one!’

    The next glass.

    This time, he put in the strongest poison he had.

    “Whew! It’s got a kick to it!”

    “Has your tongue finally lost its taste? Hahaha!”

    “Bartender! Another whiskey here!”

    ‘…!’

    The cleanly emptied glass.

    The bartender watching this was completely dumbfounded.

    Glancing up, he saw Jinsoo still chatting energetically.

    How was this possible?

    He even began to wonder if he had mistakenly brought water instead of poison.

    ‘I can’t give up here!’

    He had already received payment in advance.

    Failure in the mission was not an option.

    If he failed to assassinate Jinsoo Kim, he needed to at least leave a big stain on his honor.

    That would satisfy the client.

    The bartender opened a small bottle from his pocket with his mouth and poured it into the glass.

    “Here’s your whiskey.”

    Clink.

    The ice in the whiskey glass placed on the table rattled.

    Jinsoo immediately grabbed the glass and gulped it down.

    The bartender watching this smiled faintly.

    ‘It’s undiluted pig estrus drug. This is the first time I’ve used 200 doses at once—I wonder what will happen.’

    It was more than enough to make someone completely lose their reason.

    He would probably roll his eyes and try to assault anyone within reach, regardless of gender.

    If that scene were captured and anonymously uploaded to the internet, the effect would be doubled.

    The bartender waited, trying to hold back his laughter.

    “Hey, I think I should stop drinking now.”

    “What? Already?”

    “I’m not feeling well today. I’m heading out.”

    “Alright. I’ll call one of my subordinates to finish drinking with me.”

    “They’ll be so thrilled…”

    ‘What…?!’

    Jinsoo calmly put on his coat and walked out of the bar.

    The bartender watching his back couldn’t hide his bewilderment.

    Jinsoo didn’t even glance at any women and went straight to the parking lot to get in his car.

    It didn’t make sense.

    How could one person have immunity to both poison and stimulants?

    It seemed like there must be a problem with the drugs.

    In frustration, the bartender put a drop of the estrus drug that remained in the bottle on his finger and licked it.

    ‘What? It was just water?’

    The bartender sighed deeply.

    He even started to chuckle from the feeling of deflation.

    He had drawn a blank today.

    Just as he was thinking about waiting for the next opportunity…

    “Huh?”

    Suddenly, he felt his heart pounding.

    His breathing became rough.

    As he felt blood rushing to his lower body, the bartender…

    “Kyaaaah!”

    “What, what’s going on?! Why are you taking off your pants, damn it?!”

    He jumped over the table and pounced on Bob.

    Bob, whose PTSD from the labor camp was triggered, was overcome with terror.

    .

    .

    .

    “It’s Jinsoo!”

    “Can you hear that…?”

    The sound of car wheels approaching from outside.

    In response, Cuss turned off the television and ran out.

    It was early.

    He must have stopped drinking and returned before getting drunk.

    Juliane felt slightly disappointed.

    Jinsoo when drunk was really something…

    Just imagining it made her underwear wet.

    “I’m home.”

    The door swung open, and Jinsoo appeared, looking neat.

    His speech wasn’t slurred either, so he clearly wasn’t drunk.

    Just as Juliane was feeling a bit sad while welcoming Jinsoo…

    “Welcome home… Ugh?! Mmph! Uhhh…”

    She was suddenly embraced tightly.

    Then Jinsoo grabbed the back of Juliane’s neck to prevent her from escaping and claimed her lips.

    At the same time, something hard pressed against her lower abdomen, making Juliane completely dazed.

    Even with Cuss right beside them, she couldn’t resist his skilled hands undressing her.

    “Jinsoo! Didn’t I tell you last time! If you do this in front of my eyes, the family…”

    “I understand. I won’t do it in front of your eyes.”

    “Huh?”

    Suddenly, Jinsoo picked up Juliane and headed toward the bathroom.

    The bathroom door closed with a thud, and from inside came the explicit sounds of clothes being removed and voices.

    The door wasn’t very soundproof.

    “J-just a moment. After Cuss goes to sleep…”

    “I can’t wait that long.”

    “Hnnngh…!”

    Cuss had already collapsed to the floor with a blank expression.

    Loud noises continuously leaked through the door crack.

    Cuss crawled over and bumped her head against the door with a thud.

    She had deliberately made a loud noise, but there was no response from inside, as if they hadn’t noticed at all.

    Breathing heavily, Cuss put her ear to the door and slowly slid her hand inside her pants.

    It was a yearning feeling.


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