episode_0015

On the kitchen table, small dishes are neatly arranged, and the scent of sizzling meat mixed with oil and chili tickles the nose as the soup bubbles away.

Judging by the smell, it’s probably Yukgaejang. Yuhee is in the midst of preparing hangover-curing Yukgaejang for me.

Unable to leave things as they are, I laid a hot iron plate on my face and went to my room to change clothes.

“….”

Even though she witnessed that pathetic sight, Yuhee’s expression remained unchanged as if it were natural, tasting the broth in the pot without a hint of emotion. Whether she was pretending not to notice or had erased it from her memory remains unknown.

“M…!”

“…”.

Without looking at me, she ladled some soup into a small bowl and handed it to me. It seems like she feels reluctant to look at me.

Seeing her cheeks blush, she appears embarrassed, but considering the situation, it’s only natural to feel a bit fiery. If it were me, I would have criticized myself and slammed the door shut, so I can only feel thankful towards Yuhee for not doing so.

Slurp.

Not having drunk much, my stomach didn’t twist much, but as soon as I took a sip, there was a relieving sensation spreading through my insides.

The taste, perfectly suited to my palate, with just the right amount of spicy sesame oil flavor, made me crave rice involuntarily.

“Yeah, it’s perfect. It’s really delicious.”

“Hm…!”

As she handed me the bowl again, I quickly grabbed it. Then, she scooped up rice and various side dishes, placing them on the table, followed by a steaming hot soup with floating pieces of seaweed.

“Thank you. I’ll enjoy this… right?”

I thought she was about to go into her room, but she sat down with her own bowl of rice in front of the table. Quietly, she began to pick up her chopsticks.

“Has this ever happened before?”

As far as I can remember, since the self-proclaimed declaration of independence after middle school, this has never happened even once.

There weren’t many instances where he acted like a father recently, but perhaps due to finding common ground, the feeling of increasing trust is gradually settling in.

“Oh, by the way…”

Yuhee glanced over briefly before turning her head abruptly. With her hair tied back, her jawline looked attractive.

“Why did you ask about the weekend?”

She definitely asked me if I had time on the weekend. Although we didn’t discuss it further afterward, with the weekend approaching, it didn’t seem like a random question.

…If Yuhee doesn’t respond, I have no choice but to steer the conversation.

“Do you have somewhere to go?”

“Y-yes.”

Her voice, heard after a long time, seemed slightly shaky. Perhaps initiating the conversation itself was the issue. Given the recent situation… maybe it would have been better to just let it pass quietly.

Still, talking with Yuhee itself is pleasant. I want to talk all day long.

“Where?”

“T-to Yongin…”

If it’s Yongin, there’s only one place to go… the most popular amusement park near Seoul with the famous roller coaster.

“Are you going with a friend? Shall I drop you off?”

We have a car. I can figure out the remaining fuel later. If Yuhee wants something, I want to do everything for her. It’s only natural as a father.

“No.”

“Huh? Then who–”

“…With a f-friend…”

It’s barely audible. She bows her head so low that her mouth isn’t visible. All I could see was her blushing ear.

“Y-yeah… A-a…”.

Seemingly trying to say something, her mouth hesitates to open. Is it really that embarrassing?

I have no choice but to wait for her to finish speaking.

“Dad… I want to go.”

“…”

Not a boyfriend, not a male friend, but with me…?

I’ve never hung out with Yuhee… not even once. We’ve only ridden in the car together when she dropped me off at home from the academy.

Yuhee, who usually would decline even if I invited her first, was the one to invite me first this time.

Of course, I don’t mind. It’s just that going out with my dad at this age feels a bit off. Honestly, it’s a bit embarrassing too.

“No?”

“No! Of course, yes!”

I answered immediately, fearing she might change her mind.

“Saturday… is it okay?”

“Yeah, it’s fine.”

As long as there are no sudden calls from work, it should be fine. …Right?

Before I knew it, Yuhee, who had finished eating, got up from her seat.

“Got it.”

“Yuhee, wait–”

She briskly walked into her room as usual. By the way, this Yukgaejang is really delicious. I could have eaten another bowl of rice.

Having overeaten, I felt unwell the next day and ended up being late.

—

Summoning up the courage, the meal with my dad concluded without incident. Or rather, it wasn’t without incident.

“Ugh….”

I don’t know why my dad was getting an erection. Is it a simple physiological response or is it because he drank alcohol? Either way, I can’t forget that stiff posture he had.

It was as if his penis was pointing at me like a gun, nodding towards me as if it were about to shoot. It was larger than the kiss mark Kang Suhyun left on me.

I wondered what would happen if that penis were to penetrate me, whether it would break or not, indulging in slightly excessive thoughts.

“Ugh…!”

I could still hear the clinking of my dad’s spoon in the living room. The sound shouldn’t be as loud as when eating.

But it shouldn’t…

“Stop…!”

My fingers continued their movements, sliding down beneath my panties. I don’t know why I was getting so excited, even though my dad was asleep and unaware.

‘Just managed to secure a date… Ugh!’

Every time I looked at my dad’s face, all I could think about was his penis, so I couldn’t bring myself to look him in the eye throughout the meal. Thankfully, my dad said all the right things I wanted to hear, so I managed to secure a date.

‘I must make sure during this date…’

I thought I could just stay still, but I realized my dad was more perceptive than I thought. I have to protect him. I mustn’t end up like Mom, abandoned by such a bastard.

There’s no woman suitable for my dad other than me.

“Ugh!”

It had been a while since I had taken off my panties, and I could feel the mucous membranes inside tightening around my finger.

‘No… not enough…’

I gradually increased the number of times I inserted my finger, claiming that my dad’s penis was much larger. While I could reach the front pleasure spots, I couldn’t quite reach the crucial inner ones.

“Hoo… hoo…”

I tried to regain my composure by taking deep breaths. Breathing as quietly as possible, so my dad wouldn’t hear.

“Ugh!”

Damn it, it’s impossible! Without my dad… I… I…!

I gave in to my dad’s hands. Lately, my dad has been relentless, making me climax just with his fingers. It seems a bit too much.

“Uhh… ugh…”

Toys won’t suffice. After seeing my dad’s real thing, I couldn’t settle for toys anymore. Now, it has to be the real dad.

Someday, when my vagina is filled with my real dad’s penis…

“Stop!”

It would probably feel amazing.

—

It’s not a particularly important day, but still, everyone, including me, waits for the end of the workday with the hope that if we endure today, the weekend will come.

“Phew…”

In the midst of this, having arrived late, I sat there, caressing my stomach, waiting for the computer to power up.

I overate… My stomach still feels bloated.

“Hello, Manager.”

“Hello.”

“Are you running late? You should leave early.”

“…I’m sorry.”

For some reason, the new team leader came to our department again. The business trip is next Thursday, so why did he come here just to give unnecessary explanations?

“….”

“Hmm?”

And then he just left abruptly. Sales should be on the floor above; I don’t understand why he came down here and then went back up.

Manager Choi seemed to have noticed something and signaled for me to go to the rooftop.

“Is your stomach okay?”

“I don’t know… I think I need to cut back on drinking.”

“Did you overeat? Your daughter made hangover soup for you.”

“…It’s too delicious to resist.”

“You’re such a doting father.”

“So, you’re not talking about that, right?”

“No. It’s about the new team leader.”

“The new team leader?”

“Because the manager is so focused on his daughter, he’s neglecting other matters.”

“Why am I involved in this?”

“Do you know why that woman keeps coming to our department?”

“I have no idea.”

“Well, she glanced over here before the manager arrived.”

“Really…?”

I’m not even his subordinate, so why is he looking for me?

“I firmly believe in the rumors circulating between the manager and her before his demotion.”

“Rumors were circulating?”

Well, it was more gossip than rumors. There were talks about him being cold towards men, or maybe it was because he was past marriage age—there were many speculations.

Still, hearing about rumors involving me is quite surprising.

“They were colleagues, right?”

“Yes, they joined through a public recruitment.”

“Weren’t you constantly nagged since joining?”

“Well… more nagging than harassment. It’s annoying to think about it now.”

We were colleagues, but there wasn’t a direct supervisor telling us what to do. It was hard to argue against that statement.

“I thought they were bickering when I first joined, but apparently, it was already going around.”

“What was?”

“That the new team leader likes the manager.”

“…What?”

…Shin Yejin likes me?