episode_0005

＂Mr. Jian. What time is it now?”

“It’s 1:30.”

Bojian, dressed prettier than usual, frowns.

As if she had been to a hair salon, her black hair became wavy and fell down to her chest.

A light brown knit top made of thick thread hid her large breasts, and an ivory-colored skirt that reached almost her ankles covered her legs.

“under… . Why would I ask the time? “Isn’t it 1 o’clock shift time?”

“Am I late every day?”

“yes?”

“Isn’t it a little late in life? I feel like crap… .＂

After that, he quietly whispers, ‘You’re so narrow-minded.’

It wasn’t that I muttered so softly that I couldn’t hear it. This was just a sound for me to listen to.

“Don’t be late next time.”

“If you’re late, boss, just go home. Because my phone number is written here. When guests arrive, they will call you automatically. Then, I can give you guidance over the phone or tell you to wait. Isn’t it like that?”

After all, words don’t make sense.

Is it that hard to say you’re sorry?

I was late today because I had a date with my boyfriend, so is it really that difficult to say that I won’t be late next time?

“ha… . is it so. Then do whatever you want.”

“yes. “I will do that.”

When I got up from my seat, Bozian took the chair and sprayed something on it again.

＂Mr. Bojian.＂

“ah! I told you not to call me that… … !”

“I received a complaint today from a female member.”

He cut Bozian off and continued talking.

“You said you heard a strange noise coming from the bathroom?”

“… … Does that sound strange?”

“I’m cautious about saying this… . There was a squeak and a moaning sound.”

“… … .＂

Bojian’s expression hardened in an instant.

okay. Were you surprised?

Today, I carefully watched the CCTV and analyzed the patterns of how Bojian behaves.

Surprisingly, she squeaked her pussy every day in the bathroom or on the fire escape.

It was not directly captured on CCTV.

There were only pictures of him going into the bathroom and walking up the emergency stairs.

But that was enough to know.

‘Once you go in, you won’t come out for at least 30 minutes. I’m sure he was masturbating at that time.’

The time I spent masturbating was almost constant.

“I heard that noise around 10pm. Is there anything you can hear?”

“… … no? I didn’t hear anything? Who says that? “Isn’t this nonsense?”

“The person who made the claim asked me to keep it a secret because he thought there would be a fight if it became known that he said this. So, Mr. Bojian, please don’t tell anyone and keep an eye on the bathroom from now on. If there really is someone like that, I will report it to the police and shame them so they can never do something like that again.”

“… … all right.”

Actually, I was a little worried about whether to say this or not.

If someone tells you that you’re stroking your pussy and making moaning noises in the women’s bathroom, you might get scared and stop masturbating for a while.

But after talking about it, I felt relieved.

Boji-yeon always criticizes everything I say and never obediently accepts a single word.

Just seeing her embarrassed expression like this made me feel like all the stress I had today was gone.

＂Then, thank you for your hard work.＂

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＂Then, thank you for your hard work.＂

“… … .＂

I didn’t respond to the boss’s greeting.

If you talk for no reason and your voice trembles, you might get caught for that.

‘No… that’s ridiculous. Who heard that?’

Apparently, recently I started using dildos without paying attention to the sound.

However, it does not mean that there were no measures taken.

If you get caught, it’s no different from social death, so can you just leave it all to luck and get your ass kicked?

Unless you’re a fool whose brain has melted from pleasure, there’s no way you could do something like that.

‘I definitely didn’t hear anyone approaching… .＇

I have sharper ears than other people.

It’s not because you’re born with it, but because you have that skill.

Just 30 minutes.

Hearing improves more than 3 times compared to the average person.

It is not just good at picking up small sounds, but it can also distinguish what type of sound it is.

It perfectly captures the sound of a person walking across the counter wearing socks.

‘Whenever I felt like I was popular, I held back desperately… . Is there anyone who is as sensitive to sound as me? Why is someone like that going to the reading room?’

Maybe it’s someone like me who has awakened to low-level aptitude.

People who have awakened to F or E grades do not necessarily act as dangerous hunters.

Design your life direction to take advantage of your aptitude and pursue a career.

Of course, there are people like me who do what they want regardless of awakening, but… .

‘Well… that’s not important right now… . What do we do? Should I take care of myself for a while?’

It has been 6 years since I prepared for the awakened administrative civil servant exam.

As I always failed the 9th or 7th grade, my stress piled up as the days passed and my personality only became sharper.

Today in particular was a day when the stress reached its peak.

‘Why did this happen on the day I broke up with that bastard? How can this be? It’s too harsh! I even brought a dildo and a womanizer!?’

When I thought about it again, I burst into flames.

You talk about platonic love with a guy, and then you hit it off with another girl?

Who do you just kiss and with whom do you even have sex?

What do you mean you don’t like my body?

‘okay. First, let’s look at the situation. Look at how many people are left… . It’s not too late to decide then… .＇

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10 o’clock at night.

I got irritated.

And the desire to masturbate also increased.

“Please wait for another 3 hours… … ?＂

It’s impossible.

I can’t concentrate at all.

My eyes kept falling on the bag containing the dildo.

“There aren’t many people anyway… . Never get caught… .＂

I checked the people remaining in the reading room.

There are only 7 people. 4 women, 3 men.

To begin with, no one uses the emergency stairs other than me.

The rooftop is blocked off, and the entire building is a non-smoking space, so people who smoke also go to the first floor.

There is no reason to move upward in the first place.

“Rain.. let’s go to the emergency stairs… . It doesn’t matter if it’s a bathroom… . No one comes there… .＂

Just lock the door leading to the stairs.

If you print and post a warning sign saying no trespassing, no one will come in.

“ha… . ha… … .＂

I climbed all the way up the emergency stairs without anyone noticing me.

The space created in front of the iron door leading to the rooftop.

A single sensor light is twinkling on the ceiling, and the familiar cool air hovers.

I opened my bag and took out a dildo.

There was no need to apply anything separately.

It was already so wet that love juice was flowing down my thighs.

I pulled up my skirt and sat down on the chair I had prepared in advance.

My heart pounded at the feel of the clean towel placed on the chair.

Just as Pavlov’s dog drools at the sound of a bell, her pussy drools with delight at the soft feel of her ass.

“If you squeeze it, water will come out… .＂

The red panties she wore as victory underwear moved away from her vagina, creating a string of sticky liquid.

＂Hearing..increased!＂

As soon as you use the skill, surrounding sounds can be heard more clearly.

First, I tapped my pussy with my palm.

A pussy that has just been waxed makes a sticky sound as it splashes love juice.

An obscene sound echoed in the narrow space.

Sharpened hearing picks up the sound more persistently, arousing excitement.

Oops!

＂Uuhuhhh… … … ♥＂

I swallow a moan from the strong impact and sound of hitting my pussy.

A cycle where the sound I emit returns to me and excites me.

I wanted to stick my finger in like this and fuck it to my heart’s content, but it was impossible to stick a finger with nail art in my vagina.

“I’m under suspicion… … . Mmm… I can’t stop… … .＂

I spread my legs wide open and spread my pussy with both hands.

It felt like cold air was entering my body.

What would happen if someone came up the stairs and looked this way… .

“no… . If you get caught, your life… . My life is over… … .＂

I picked up the dildo and quickly smeared the leaking love juice.

And at this moment, I thought of the person I most wanted to get caught.

A man who always looks at me with a bad look.

A man who looks at the chest before the face.

I pushed my cock in, thinking of the man I never wanted to give my pussy to.

“Oh, no… . Don’t put it in… … . Such an unsightly dick… . Clean it up… … ♥＂

It was my first time masturbating while thinking about my boss.

I was always thinking about my boyfriend, imagining having sex with him in the reading room, and pounding my pussy.

＂This..this… . danger… … … .＂

It’s hard to even call him handsome.

The body of a man who hasn’t exercised.

An unsightly man looking up pornographic material in the reading room with a lifeless expression.

A man who is better than me in nothing except being the boss of the reading room.

A person who is so intimidated that even if he says something arrogantly, he is unable to properly respond.

Every time I shook the dildo, my mind came up with a lewd scenario.

＂If you really give it to me just once… . If you let me eat it just once… . Are you keeping it a secret?”

I got caught while playing Yano.

The trash boss uses that as an excuse to threaten me and force me to cum.

＂Ugh… … ♥＂

Let’s pull out the dildo strongly,

The shallow water stream is so cool! and rose up.

A stream of water falls over the railing and down the stairs.

What would someone think if they saw the water that fell on the stairs? .

Could it be possible to think that the secretary of the reading room was pulling out love juice with a dildo?

“How can I tolerate this?” .＂