Shin Ji-ye took two steps back.

    Although his appearance is exactly the kind that Jo Min-ji would be afraid of, you can clearly feel that he has no malicious intent.

    Jo Min-ji must have felt it too, as her slightly trembling hands calmed down.

    I was thinking about kicking out Shin Ji-ye, but I thought it was an overreaction, so I stopped.

    ‘He wasn’t the one who bullied Jo Min-ji.’

    Jo Min-ji pulls on my clothes.

    “Let’s go… okay?”

    The eyes looking up at me waver slightly.

    It seems like it’s hard to meet girls from my middle school class.

    Shin Ji-ye felt bitter as she looked at Jo Min-ji.

    Although he did not harass Jo Min-ji, he was strictly speaking a bystander.

    ‘Well… I also feel a little uncomfortable doing this.’

    Shin Ji-ye looked down at herself.

    Tracksuits with three white lines on a padded jacket that looks like a quilt.

    It’s not that there’s anything wrong with his appearance, but he looks like a shabby, unemployed person because of his unnecessary pride.

    ‘…Fuck. This sucks.’

    Suddenly, I feel a surge of emotion and a sense of self-loathing.

    Every time something like this happens, I start to resent myself for being so stubborn about being an idol.

    They probably don’t know I failed… This is why I feel like shit whenever I meet my middle school friends.

    Without realizing it, my eyes were drawn to Kim Jun-young’s clothes.

    ‘…uh?’

    Kim Jun-young’s already sturdy and handsome body was covered in sophisticated luxury goods.

    ‘Sweater… shoes, pants… uh, how much are all those? What’s that?’

    It is not a luxury brand that blatantly displays its logo.

    Rather, they are true luxury goods that hide the luxury feel, but naturally exude a truly luxurious feel through the style, design, and fabric of the clothes.

    ‘Was he born with a silver spoon in his mouth? I don’t think there were any such rumors…’

    At that moment, an employee ran out of the Benz store.

    “Customer! You left your cell phone!”

    “Ah.”

    Kim Jun-young scratched his head and picked up the cell phone.

    That phone too… is the latest model.

    Unlike my own cell phone that was released two years ago, which had a worn-out LCD screen.

    No, there’s something more important than that.

    Shin Ji-ye opened her mouth with difficulty.

    “You…, you came out of the Benz store…? Why?”

    “Huh? I came to the car shop to buy a car. Why did I come?”

    His nonchalant way of answering makes me feel confident.

    A cool appearance, different from himself, who trembles in his voice and moves his mouth in jealousy.

    “…Oh, really? So… did you buy it? Which model…?”

    “Mercedes.”

    “Huh?”

    “You idiot.”

    The man standing next to me, presumably my friend, sighed deeply and opened his mouth to swear.

    “Who would know if I said Mercedes? Mercedes AMG.”

    “Oh, yeah. That.”

    “A, AMG…?”

    My eyes grew wide as if they were going to tear apart.

    A super high-end model starting at 200 million won for a can without any options.

    You bought that? A 26 year old guy, the same age as me?

    Crack.

    My teeth are chapped.

    My heart aches with self-loathing.

    With a forced smile… I opened my mouth.

    “I, I’m going now! See you later!”

    “Huh? Hey, can I have your contact information…”

    I tried to grab her, but Jo Min-ji grabbed my clothes and pulled at me, cutting me off.

    When I looked up again, Shin Ji-ye had already run far away with all her might.

    “…Is there something urgent?”

    “Whew, whoosh…”

    Jo Min-ji breathes a sigh of relief.

    I held him in my arms.

    “Who are you?”

    Park Young-min asked.

    “She was in the same class as me in middle school, and she was an idol trainee.”

    “Huh? Wow, really? You’re a classmate of a celebrity?”

    “Um… But I’ve never seen it on TV.”

    “Huh? What? Did you quit being a trainee?”

    “I guess so.”

    Wow. My appetite is getting whetted.

    As an aspiring idol, she had a really attractive body.

    Along with Jo Min-ji, she was one of the most beautiful girls in the school.

    Unfortunately, I don’t have your contact information, so we’ll probably never meet again.

    ‘…Huh? No.’

    I manipulated the app by thinking.

    [Do you want to start editing mode?]

    [Target: Shin Ji-ye]

    ‘Oh. Okay.’

    I just checked and closed the app.

    With this, if you want to attack, you can just summon it to a specific location at any time.

    Of course, not now.

    ‘Right now… I have to focus on Jo Min-ji.’

    I looked at the pitiful little animal, trembling in my arms.

    “Is it that hard?”

    “…No, just…”

    Jo Min-ji did not have good relationships with her classmates during middle and high school.

    Jo Min-ji, who has a look that is far superior to that of celebrities, is often the object of envy for sensitive teenage girls.

    ‘Besides… he’s a bit introverted.’

    Although she acts without hesitation in front of me, Jo Min-ji has difficulty talking to strangers and has difficulty becoming close to them.

    The guy’s second closest friend at work is Park Young-min, but seeing as we’re still shy about each other says it all.

    There was no severe bullying, such as violence or verbal abuse. However, Jo Min-ji was clearly bullied.

    They have been bullied not through outward violence, but through isolation and exhaustion.

    In common parlance, this is called a phenomenon called bojeokbo.

    ‘It worked to my advantage, though.’

    I was the only person Jo Min-ji could call a friend.

    At that time, I was there by Jo Min-ji’s side as a support and a shield, and I solidified my position as her spiritual pillar.

    ‘…I’m not without fault either.’

    I used to beat up guys who approached her.

    Jo Min-ji herself also found men unpleasant.

    Because all the men I couldn’t filter out were cut off at the Jo Min-ji line.

    Even when the door to the cage I made opened, Jo Min-ji did not fly away, saying she liked the inside of the cage.

    Instead, I ended up caring for him even more.

    Anyway, I may have also contributed to Jo Min-ji’s bullying for my own evil intentions.

    “It’s okay, I’m here. Then, now, and in the future.”

    “…Yeah.”

    Sigh… Like I said, it’s a little embarrassing.

    But the effect was good, Jo Min-ji’s trembling stopped.

    Cutely, he digs into my arms and rubs his face against mine.

    ‘Well… it doesn’t matter if I’m a bad guy.’

    In the end, Jo Min-ji became mine.

    That’s fine.

    ‘It’s mine.’

    This lovely child is mine.

    Regardless of your consent.

    Forever.

    You will live looking at me, live on my money, be happy because of me, and have children with me.

    You will be by my side until the day I die.

    “Kick. Let’s go eat.”

    “…Yeah.”

    I caught a taxi and headed to a nearby hotel.

    I enjoyed a delicious dinner while watching Jo Min-ji constantly being amazed by the hotel’s course meal.

    +++

    A week passed, and it was the weekend again.

    Dingdong-

    Squeak-

    “Come in.”

    Seong Yu-ah opened the door.

    I took off my shoes and went into her house.

    “Oh…”

    As expected, it’s neat.

    Cushions and blankets placed randomly. Exercise equipment neatly arranged. The pleasant smell of air freshener.

    It is a house that can be said to be like a Seongyu-ah house.

    “Has any other man ever entered this room besides me or my family?”

    “No. Why is that?”

    “Good. I’m taking the first of many things from the team leader.”

    As I heard before coming, Seong Yu-ah seemed to be exercising.

    The gray leggings and tank top she’s wearing are soaked with sweat, darkening the color.

    Her tight-fitting workout clothes clearly show off her voluptuous body.

    “After seeing you for a week, your body looks hotter.”

    “Mr. Kim Jun-young is still working hard on the project. How can you say sexual harassment as soon as you see him?”

    It’s not a reprimand, it’s a compliment.

    For her, sexual harassment is a means to get Kim Jun-young to do something for the project.

    He approached the baby to touch it.

    “Do not come near.”

    She took a step back.

    “You smell strongly of sweat. As you said on the phone, I showed you my workout clothes, so I will wash up and change into a suit.”

    “No, let’s do it today.”

    “No, poor hygiene will have a negative effect on Mr. Kim Jun-young’s excitement.”

    “Well, maybe not?”

    He ran towards Seong Yu-ah and hugged her tightly.

    He sucked the nape of her neck and squeezed her buttocks so hard that they almost burst.

    “Huh!? Hey, Mr. Kim Jun-young!”

    “Slurp… Slurp- haa… The smell of sweat, the taste of sweat… It’s fucking disgusting.”

    He smacked her ass!

    And then it started to crack again as if it was going to explode.

    A lowly act that does not consider women and treats them only as sex objects.

    I feel a sense of depravity at the way they treat that little child.

    “Oooh… The leggings feel amazing. I’m looking forward to today’s sex.”

    “Stop it! Don’t do that! Mr. Kim Jun-young!”

    Seong Yu-ah blushes slightly and struggles.

    I took out my erect penis and rubbed it against her stomach.

    “Look at this. It’s a great erection. The team leader’s sweat doesn’t harm the excitement at all.”

    “Well, please wait. At least wipe off the sweat…”

    He put his hand into the front of Seong Yu-ah’s leggings and poked her vagina.

    Gulp-

    “Ugh, ugh…!”

    She holds my wrists with both hands and squeezes them.

    “Team Leader, you are so shy that it doesn’t suit you. I really hate that about you.”

    Creak, creak…

    “, thank you… huh, huff…! Fingers, just a moment…”

    “Ssup- Haa… The smell of sweat, really…”

    As I buried my nose in the nape of her neck and took a deep breath, Seong Yu-ah’s vagina began to tighten in shame.

    Seong Yu-ah lives like an ice doll, without showing any emotions.

    But of all the women I’ve met, she was the most shy.

    “So, we have to do this now that the team leader is embarrassed. My appearance is work efficiency. You know that, right?”

    “…Okay.”

    Seong Yu-ah reluctantly nodded her head in agreement.

    Even though she is embarrassed, performing her job is like her life.

    I put my finger deep in.

    As the dense vaginal wall is pierced, the fluid that has been accumulated inside flows out.

    “First, you need to get it wet, so masturbate with my fingers. Shake your waist yourself.”

    “Okay.”

    Seong Yu-ah grabbed my wrist and started shaking her waist.

    “Ugh, huff… sigh, slurp… ha, haat…♡ Huff!”

    I clench my teeth and hold back my moans, but when a cute sound accidentally escapes, I immediately cover my mouth with one hand.

    At times like that, I suddenly feel Seong Yu-ah’s vagina tightening.

    Then he lowers his hand again, grabs my wrist, and shakes his waist.

    I moved my fingers to match her waist.

    Creak, tsk tsk, tsk tsk…

    “Huh, ha, hoot…♡ Ugh… Ki, Mr. Kim Jun-young. Keep your fingers up and still… hoo… Please stay still. I get wet easily, hoo… Okay, I know a good spot, so I’ll poke you there.”

    “Yes, that’s right.”

    After inserting your finger as deep as possible, stand it up straight.

    “Huh, huh, haat…!”

    “Is it too deep?”

    “Oh, no, just… good. Yes.”

    Seong Yu-ah stood with her legs slightly apart and her knees slightly bent.

    Then, I leaned my upper body slightly forward and pushed my butt back.

    Her butt moves back and forth, almost like she’s twerking slowly.

    ‘Oh, sir…’

    Vulgar movements like a prostitute.

    It’s really disgusting to see someone like Seong Yu-ah masturbating in such a shallow position.

    Tsk, tsk, tsk, thud…

    The sticky sound gets deeper and deeper.

    Seong Yu-ah closes her eyes slightly and focuses on the sensation of her fingers.

    It really looks like he’s trying his best to get his eyes wet.

    Tsk, tsk, tsk…

    “Whew, hoo, haat…! Who, hoosh… oh, where…♡ Hehe…!”

    From the way she bit her lips and shook her hips, you can tell she’s really absorbed in masturbation.

    What makes it feel so good? Let’s listen.

    “Please brief me.”

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