episode_0053

#53

“Welco…me.”

Of all people, it had to be a male part-timer. The moment I stepped in, I could feel his eyes subtly scanning me up and down.

“Hehehe… If you need anything, buy it here before you go. You’ll be staying all day today, after all.”

“Shh… Please. Shut up! Just—”

Burajang, standing beside me, wrapped an arm around my waist, unable to hide his grin.

An old man with his arm around a woman in her twenties.

Anyone who saw this would… know this wasn’t a normal situation.

The part-timer pretended not to look, but his eyes kept flickering toward me.

Please… You don’t know who I am, right? I’m wearing sunglasses and a mask, so there’s no way… you’d recognize me?

“Ah. The condoms are over here. Hehehe…!” “Please, just be quiet…!”

He spoke loudly, as if deliberately wanting to be heard. I glanced at the part-timer—now he was outright staring at us. Burajang picked up a box of condoms and showed it to me.

“Heh. How about this one?” “I dunno… Just buy whatever.” “Keke… Isn’t it important? It’s the thing that’ll go inside Eunchae-yang today.” “I—I told you not to say my name…!”

Seriously. Are you trying to get me caught on purpose?

“Hehehe… Then how about this one?” “I—I said I don’t know! Really…!”

Condoms. I’ve never used one before.

There were numbers like 001 and 003 written boldly on them, but I had no idea what they meant. For some reason, a broadcaster infamous for dirty jokes was the model. Wait, he endorsed this kind of product too? …I never knew.

“Hehehe… How about this one? It has ridges—once it’s inside, the stimulation will be killer.” “Ghk…! W-What do I care about that?!”

Ridges? Stimulation? Looking at the illustration on the box… I could roughly guess what kind of product it was.

And, frustratingly, my instincts told me: If something like that went in… I’d definitely feel it. …It’d be insane. For real.

“J-Just buy it if you want it that bad.” “Heh…? Is that what you want? This one?” “W-Well, you’re gonna buy whatever you want anyway…! Just put it in the basket…!”

I smacked his hand holding the condom, making him drop it into the basket. Seeing that single condom sitting there felt… weird.

If we go to the counter like this… I’ll be too embarrassed to even lift my head.

“Hehehe… Then let’s add this one too. My recommendation.” “Do… whatever.”

It was the one labeled 001, with the famous broadcaster as the model. That’s probably the standard one, right? If someone that famous is endorsing it…

“…Just in case, buy one more.” “Oho…!? Eunchae-yang, are you planning to squeeze me dry? Hehehe…!” “N-No, that’s not it…! I-It’s just a spare! In case… something goes wrong.”

Like I’d know how many is the right amount to buy. Seriously.

In the end, the basket ended up with four condoms.

Along with water, energy drinks, and stamina supplements. …I could guess the implications, and just looking at them made me burn with shame.

“Hehehe… Let’s go pay.” “I… have to go too?” “Of course.”

I’d hoped to at least avoid the checkout, but no such luck.

Guided by Burajang’s arm around my waist, I walked to the counter. The part-timer immediately started scanning the items one by one. A young male part-timer—probably around my age. His gaze… kept lingering on my waist.

“Hng…hk…!”

A sudden sensation made me let out a strange noise.

W-Wait, his hand just… The hand on my waist slid down toward my butt.

“N-No…!”

I whispered, but Burajang showed no intention of listening.

*Swish, swish, swish.*

Rubbing, squeezing, even lightly slapping— While the checkout continued, he did everything possible to my butt.

Stop. Please… The part-timer is staring right at us! He’s acting like I’m his girlfriend or something!

In my mind, I punched that disgusting face dozens of times. But in reality, all I could do was bow my head and pray he wouldn’t recognize me.

“…Would you like a bag?” “Yes.” “…That’ll be 100 won extra.”

Even as he bagged the water and energy drinks, the part-timer’s eyes stayed fixed on the hand groping my butt.

“Ah. Don’t bag that.”

At Burajang’s words, the part-timer’s hand froze. What he was holding was a condom. Burajang glanced at me and gave my butt a light tap.

“Hehehe… Say what I told you earlier.”

Ugh…! He’s really gonna make me say it…!

“U-Um… th-that…”

I carefully opened my mouth.

“That one… we’re gonna use it right away… so you don’t need to bag it……”

Ah… Seriously! The part-timer’s face just turned red! He’s definitely imagining things right now…!

“Ah… Okay.” “Hehehe… It’d be better if this one carries the condoms.”

You want… me to hold them?

The part-timer slid the four condoms toward me. While being groped, I hesitantly took them one by one.

You expect me to carry these around? Until we get to the room? You’re… such a damn pervert.

“Hehehe… Shouldn’t you thank the employee?”

As we were about to leave after paying, Burajang squeezed my butt again—telling me to do as he said. Ah… Seriously…!

“Th-Thank you… for the… c-condoms……”

You don’t recognize my voice, right? Please…

With a voice barely above a whisper, I said it, then left the convenience store, still clutching the condoms. Even as we stepped out, Burajang’s hand never left my butt.

“Hehehe… That part-timer’s gonna jerk off thinking about Eunchae-yang tonight.” “Shut up… Please.” “Maybe we should’ve given him a peek of your chest as a service?” “St-Stop with the crazy talk…!”

Seriously… How long are you gonna torment me before you’re satisfied?

Gripping the condoms tightly, I got back into the car. It drove right into the parking lot of a love hotel next door—as if to make sure the part-timer saw.

What kind of things is he imagining about me now…? Ugh… I don’t even want to think about it. He must think I’m some kind of perverted girl. A girl who buys condoms with an old man in broad daylight on a weekday…

As we entered the love hotel, Burajang skillfully operated the kiosk to rent a room.

“Hehehe… Should we book it for the night?” “…Do whatever.”

Even if I refused, he’d do it anyway. I already told the manager… I’d contact him tomorrow morning. Until then, I’ll be in the same room as this bastard…

Ughhh…

I subtly crossed my legs.

*Squelch.*

I’m… getting wet. Why…? Why is this happening…!

Because I’m imagining doing it with this short, perverted old man? No way…

“Hehehe… Should we walk arm in arm on the way?” “……”

Burajang slightly lifted his arm. He wanted me to link mine with his. Not like I had a choice anyway…

I hesitantly stepped closer and linked arms. My chest brushed against his arm. Disgusting.

“Hehehehe… Like this, we look like an affair couple…” “Why an affair…?” “Couples who come to motels on weekday afternoons are obvious. Hehehe…” “Say ‘couple’ one more time and I’ll kill you. For real.” “We’re even linking arms, aren’t we? Hehehe… Anyone would think we’re a couple.”

That kind of thing… I refuse to accept.

*Ding.*

The elevator arrived, and the doors opened.

Ah… There are people inside!

A couple stepped out of the elevator. Seeing us—an old man and a young woman—they gave us strange looks before leaving the love hotel.

…So… freaking… humiliating…!

“Hehehehe… Shall we go? To our love nest?” “Stop with the nonsense… Please.”

No matter how much I gritted my teeth, Burajang just laughed it off. We boarded the elevator and headed to our room for the day.

Room 707.

This is where… I’ll have to offer up my body today.

As we neared the door, my body trembled uncontrollably.

“Huh…? Are you shaking with excitement?” “N-No… I-I’m just nervous…” “Hehehehe… You must’ve been looking forward to it?” “Shut up! I-I never thought about that.” “Then why… are you crossing your legs so tightly?” “Ugh…ugh…!”

It’s frustrating. So damn frustrating. My body is reacting on its own, regardless of how I feel.

*Beep.*

The door unlocked, and we stepped inside.

The room was… ordinary. A bed, a TV. That kind of thing… Wait, what’s that?

“Ah. Hehehe… I prepared a special room today so Eunchae-yang and I can have some fun.”

A clothing rack stood in the room. And on it—countless outfits.

Bunny girl, maid, police uniform, school uniform, cheerleader, flight attendant, nurse, bikini, gym clothes, school swimsuit, cheongsam, kimono, etc…

This… No way.

“Hehehe… It’s a cosplay room. Do you like it?” “…I’m begging you, just jump off the balcony and die.” “Hehehe…! Can’t do that. There are so many outfits I want to see you in.”

Burajang casually walked toward the clothes. Humming, he rummaged through them before pulling one out.

“…Should we shower together first? Hehehehe…”

What he held up was a competitive swimsuit.