Chapter 170: Hotel, Cocktail, Bikini, Massage, Part 3

Hong Seo-hyun knew she was doing something wrong.

Even women who frequented pickup bars, seeking a dopamine rush from one-night stands, felt a pang of disappointment if their partner treated them like a disposable object, leaving without a word the next morning.

Some even felt resentful, playing the victim despite having had the same intentions.

Hong Seo-hyun’s trembling hands reflected a similar sentiment.

In this scenario, Hayoon was the woman who had been used, and Hong Seo-hyun was the man.

It was even worse than a typical one-night stand.

Hong Seo-hyun had acted friendly towards Hayoon during the day, using their existing connection to lower Hayoon’s guard.

Then, she had plied Hayoon with strong cocktails, taken her to their room, undressed her, and put her in a bikini – a vermilion bikini, no less.

And now, she was massaging Hayoon’s body with oil from an adult store.

What would the police say if they saw this?

Perhaps… they would initially be impressed by Hong Seo-hyun’s cunning plan.

– So, she used an existing relationship as a pretext for a date, creating a romantic atmosphere to lower the victim’s guard?

Then, they would be shocked by the choice of drinks.

– She gave her high school junior, whom she brought to a cocktail bar using their friendship, a series of strong cocktails known for their potency? She even added some sweet, low-alcohol drinks to avoid suspicion?

Definitely a premeditated crime.

Finally, upon learning about the bikini, the oil, and the hotel room…

– Is this some kind of fantasy fulfillment? Using her Vtuber persona, Scarlet, she put the victim in a vermilion bikini? And the oil was from an adult store? This is… blatant.

It was a ridiculous scenario, but if Hayoon decided to report Hong Seo-hyun, it could actually happen. And Hong Seo-hyun was so consumed by these thoughts that she was genuinely scared.

‘She… wouldn’t report me, would she?’

That’s what she was worried about at this point.

She had been blinded by her desire to become closer to Hayoon, but now, as she massaged Hayoon’s intoxicated body, her lust subsided, replaced by a growing sense of unease and a sobering realization of the potential consequences.

The most likely scenario was…

‘No… Hayoon…?’

…Hong Seo-hyun being arrested.

Of course, it was hypocritical to worry about that while still touching Hayoon, but…

“Ugh…”

Hong Seo-hyun reluctantly withdrew her hands from Hayoon’s body, taking a deep breath.

She was a mess.

Blinded by lust, she had applied oil and massaged Hayoon, but now, with a clearer head, she saw Hayoon…

“Haa…”

…breathing heavily, covered in oil, wearing a too-small bikini, clutching a pillow, half-asleep.

It was a compromising scene.

“Did I… do this?”

She couldn’t believe it.

While she had intended to seduce Hayoon, seeing her like this, now that she was sobering up, was overwhelming.

Hayoon was beautiful, and the sight of her in the tight, vermilion bikini, covered in oil, lying on the sunbed with a pillow, was borderline pornographic.

Hong Seo-hyun was just a few steps away from crossing that line.

But…

Now that her rational mind was returning, she didn’t have the courage to take those steps.

“Hayoon, let’s take a bath.”

“A bath…?”

“Yes, we need to wash off the oil.”

“Oh, swimming…”

“It’s too late for swimming. We’ll do it next time.”

“Oh, right…”

Instead, she woke Hayoon up and led her to the bathroom. This was enough to satisfy her desires, for now.

“Come on, slowly.”

“Ugh…”

She guided the barely coherent Hayoon to the bathtub, which she had already filled with water.

Hayoon, seemingly unaffected by the warm water, slowly sank into the bath like a melting toy, her movements sluggish from the alcohol.

And Hong Seo-hyun…

“I’m coming in, Hayoon.”

“Mmm…”

…followed suit, undressing and joining Hayoon in the bath.

The water, now cloudy with oil, wasn’t ideal for bathing.

But that didn’t matter to Hong Seo-hyun.

They could shower properly afterwards.

For now…

“Hayoon.”

“…?”

“Can you hug me?”

She wanted to push the boundaries a little further.

She wouldn’t take advantage of Hayoon while she was drunk, but a hug seemed harmless enough.

“A tight hug?”

“Tight…”

“Haha…”

Hong Seo-hyun chuckled at Hayoon’s parroting of her words.

Hayoon, without protest, embraced Hong Seo-hyun.

Their breasts, different in size, pressed together, creating a distorted shape.

Hong Seo-hyun, feeling the warmth of Hayoon’s body against hers, her breasts pushing against her own, had an indescribable expression on her face.

‘Hong Seo-hyun, you’re such a…’

She knew she was in the wrong.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t be imagining herself being interrogated by the police.

But regardless of her guilt, her relationship with Hayoon was about to change drastically.

Tomorrow, she would bring up the oil massage and the bath hug, experiences Hayoon barely remembered, and push for a deeper connection.

She would ask for a kiss, initiate physical contact even when Hayoon was sober, closing the distance between them.

But…

‘Her breasts are amazing…’

Hong Seo-hyun wanted Hayoon, even if it meant resorting to these tactics.

And one of the main reasons was… those breasts.

She would definitely touch them again, properly, later.

“Ugh…”

7 AM.

Hours before checkout time.

Hayoon groaned, sitting up in bed.

“Ugh…”

It was a groan laden with meaning.

Her head was pounding.

She had clearly had too much to drink.

“Huh?”

She looked around and saw Hong Seo-hyun sleeping next to her, naked, clutching the hotel blanket.

“Huh?”

Another groan of confusion.

Hayoon realized she was also naked.

There were no lipstick marks or nail scratches on her skin, but…

“Ugh…”

What had she done last night?

The question lingered, but her immediate concern was the nausea rising in her throat.

She stumbled to the bathroom, still naked.

“Ugh…”

She threw up.

She was experiencing the same morning after as Choi Arin had during their last vacation.

Hong Seo-hyun, with her three years of streaming experience, had honed her skills in getting people drunk.

Anyone who fell victim to her machinations was destined to start their day with a bout of vomiting.

“Ugh…”

After rinsing her mouth, Hayoon looked around the bathroom with bleary eyes.

It had a large bathtub, big enough for four or five people.

Similar to the suite they had stayed in last time.

Hotel suites tended to have similar layouts.

But that wasn’t important right now.

Fragments of memories flashed through Hayoon’s mind.

“Oh…”

She groaned, a realization dawning on her.

She remembered bits and pieces of last night: her drunken ramblings, suggestive comments to Hong Seo-hyun, the moans during the oil massage, the naked hug in the bathtub.

The details were hazy, but she remembered the overall sequence of events.

“Aaaaaah!”

Hayoon screamed.

Not to call the police, but…