Chapter 53
Chapter 53
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 53
Chapter Title: Individual Conquest (4)
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I asked So-jin, whose arousal meter was already climbing even before I touched her.
"Did you take any selfies before I got here, So-jin?"
"No? I haven't taken any yet today."
"Then why's your pussy already soaking wet? Does hearing my voice turn you on that much?"
"Eek. N-no, it's not..."
"So-jin, that short skirt looks great on you today. You're cute even in a skirt."
Thud, thud.
I slipped behind the counter and stood at the back of So-jin, who had her eyes closed. As I trailed my hand down her thigh, she trembled and leaned into me.
"Haah."
"Do I look that tempting to you? Come on, spread your legs. That's it."
"Kyaa?"
I grabbed her knees and spread them apart, and So-jin let out a cute squeal as she wiggled her legs wider.
"Ah... Ajusshi, cu-customer's here... And your wife is..."
"Stay still. How could I just leave after seeing you dripping like this the moment I walk in? Let me suck it up a bit. Yeah? Just five minutes. You couldn't do it yesterday morning 'cause my cum was still inside."
"Ahng, no, eek."
"Stick your ass out. And open your eyes. Gotta ring up customers if they come, right?"
"Uung... Ah, Ajusshi. Th-this, haeut."
Slurp, schlorp.
I flipped aside So-jin's already stained panties and gulped down her juices, right as the door chime rang on cue.
Ding, ding.
"Ahng, ah, Ajusshi, customer. Custoomeer!"
So-jin reached back and patted my head, but unlike the other day, I didn't stop.
If I were pounding her, she'd wonder how the customer didn't notice me, but squatting behind and licking? She might figure I was just out of sight.
Lick, slurp, smack.
"Hahk, uung, ah, aju-shi, w-wait a sec. Customer's here. They're close..."
Smack.
"Eut. Sh-should I ring you up?"
"Yes."
Lick, lick. Smack, smack.
"Th-that'll be... uum, ten thousand won... Membership... ah, yes? Receipt?"
Squish.
So-jin stood on tiptoe, shuddering wildly, then grabbed my hair tight.
"Unguut, re-receipt...? Ah, th-thank you... come again..."
Ding, ding.
"Haaang, aaak! Hah, hah, haaah... Ajusshi! Are you crazy? We almost got caught! That guy was staring at me weird!"
I pulled my lips from her pussy and stood up.
"Heh heh. But it felt good, right?"
"I dunno."
Smack! on her ass.
"Aheut."
"No sulking... I gotta head out now, even if you're disappointed. Close your eyes and face that wall over there while I leave."
"How am I supposed to face it with my eyes closed!"
"Oh? Getting bold now, huh? Hey, don't peek. Remember how you almost got caught at home yesterday? Turn around once, and no more dick for you. Ever."
"Ah, that's not fair."
"I'll text you, so check it."
"Hmph! Go! Oh, right. The CCTV guy's handling it again today, yeah?"
"Of course. You're my personal bitch—gotta manage it myself!"
Ding, ding.
The moment I opened the door and stepped out, I caught So-jin whipping around to check. I dropped invisibility in the alley next door and fired off a text.
[This is Ajusshi's number. You turned around just now, didn't you? I saw it all.] [I did it after you left!] [Send me your school schedule and when you're free. Got it?] [Ok. If you fight with your wife, come to my place. I'll let you crash lol] [Deal lol] The kid's so cheerful—I like that. Unlike someone next door.
I stowed my phone back in my inventory and trudged up the hill toward home when Pomi whispered in my ear.
🔮 Telepathy -Jun-young, Yu-ra's asking when you're coming. -She still hasn't left? I'm at the hill in front of the house now.
🔮 Telepathy -Aren't you two living together now? Huh? Is that how it is?
-...Hold on. More importantly, did you tell Yu-ra about telepathy?
🔮 Telepathy -Huh? I didn't te... Oh? Yu-ra just dangled the bait, and Pomi bit hard. At this point, who cares about telepathy.
I told the buffering Pomi I'd be right there and picked up the pace. I got home quick and reached for the door lock when the front door flew open.
"You're back?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah. I'm home."
"Come in? Why're you just standing there?"
Good question. It's my house—why am I so spooked?
I stepped inside, and Pomi waved from the dining table, munching something.
"Yo! Wassup?"
"Yeah, you're back. But... did I buy you those clothes?"
"Hehe. Yu-ra sis bought me clothes today and yummy stuff too! Cute, right?"
"Yu-ra, where'd you get the money? She walks around fine in just panties. Wait, panties? She struts naked too..."
Yu-ra's icy glare told me I should've stopped there.
"I can afford one outfit."
"Th-thanks."
"No biggie. But, oppa."
"Y-yeah?"
"Pomi told me. You said you'd punish me?"
Pomi, you snitch?
"She begged me to. And when it's just us, she doesn't call you sis."
I glared at Pomi, but Yu-ra ignored our tattling spat and slid her hand up my bulging pants.
"Whatever. So what'd you say? Huh? Tell me. You said you'd punish me with this?"
"H-hey, stop. That's rape."
"So cute. Oppa looks extra pretty today?"
Lick.
"Eek!"
Yu-ra licked my cheek once, then nodded at Pomi.
"Sigh, Pomi. Sis and oppa are gonna exercise in the room for a bit, so no peeking, okay?"
"U, uu. NTEL! Not telling! I'm keeping my eyes open and stealing Jun-young!"
Pomi bellowed like the Hulk, but soon ignored us and shoveled more snacks.
The contract demon ditched me, but I wouldn't abandon myself.
"Yu-ra. You've got school tomorrow."
"Haa, should I just live here? I don't wanna be apart from oppa."
"Heup."
"I'll move my stuff next weekend?"
"W-wait, what about your place? Isn't it rented?"
"It's in my parents' name."
If they buy a two-room for a college kid to live alone, their family's loaded.
"You against it, oppa?"
"N-no, I love it. Too much. B-but our place is cramped for three. You sure you won't mind?"
"Just send Pomi to my place."
Pomi, dead-eyed over her pudding, snapped her head up in shock.
Yu-ra grinned wide.
"Kidding. And I've got homework today anyway. Punishment can wait."
Was sending Pomi away the joke, or moving in? Couldn't laugh either way.
Pomi's sad face said she felt the same. While Yu-ra was in the bathroom, she glomped me.
"It's a joke, right? You won't send me away, Jun-young? I didn't hear that."
"Don't cry, Pomi. Yu-ra said it was a joke... probably."
"Probably!?"
"Plus, you can go ethereal—no space taken. You think I'd kick you out?"
"Eek? It's about volume?"
Pomi kept whining, so I pinky-swore to block Yu-ra if she tried kicking her out.
Moments later, Yu-ra flinched out of the bathroom and asked.
"Oppa, what'd you do to your face today? It's different."
"Oh yeah..."
Forgot again. Whatever—everything's busted anyway: invisibility, telepathy.
"Plastic surgery!"
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Would you like to change your appearance?] "Yes!"
"Ooh!"
The moment I shouted, light burst from my body again, forming a hologram. Pomi, the contract demon, gasped at the sight, while clueless Yu-ra just stood there blinking.
"Got new Charm and Plastic Surgery skills. Charm probably cleared up my skin a bit. Check this out~."
Couldn't test customization fully at the shop, but with Yu-ra here, perfect time to tweak and get a rating.
Focusing on the hologram, I felt my face twitching in spots.
"Ah!"
Yu-ra yelped.
"Your face is changing."
I confirmed it too via hologram. Should I raise the nose bridge like before?
Nostrils a tad narrower.
Swoosh.
Bridge smoother!
Shuuu.
"Me too, me too!"
Gloomy Pomi perked up like a kid with a new toy and zipped into the air. Yu-ra flinched.
Ignoring her, Pomi plopped her hands on my face and poked around, making it jiggle. Contract demons can tweak it too, huh.
"Ugh, ack, hey, easy. Stings."
Poke, poke, poke.
"This is fun!"
Pfft.
Yu-ra burst out laughing at my Picasso-abstraction face. How does low-level customization turn out like this? Was my base face that abstract?
"Yu-ra, wanna try?"
"I like your original face."
Yu-ra flashed a scary smile—"Why change for other girls?"—but sighed and stepped up when I pouted.
"Does it work with my hands?"
"Dunno. Try."
Her hands on my face did nothing, skill active or not.
"Nope..."
She looked bummed, so I grabbed her hand.
"Like this?"
"Ah!"
Her hand over mine on my face—surprise, it started shifting to her touch.
"Widen here a bit, raise that... Huh? Stopped."
"You loved my original, now you're into it. Can't go further—skill level too low."
Awkward at first, Yu-ra got hooked, earnestly sculpting with a serious face.
As expected, no big changes—just subtle tweaks.
But talent magnet Yu-ra nailed it.
Tricky shapes? She pulled up celeb pics on my phone for details.
Level 0 couldn't mimic perfectly, so best follow her lead.
"Can you drop the outer eye corner a smidge? Like this pic... Ah, perfect."
Ten minutes of handing reins to Yu-ra, and wow.
"Whoa, this is wild. Tiny changes, but it looks decent now?"
"Jun-young looks handsome!"
"Don't hype it, heh heh."
I grinned despite myself.
Hologram me wasn't hot, but upgraded from ugly-repulsor to ugly-likable. No surgery risks either.
"Gotta level this up later. Yu-ra, you're a golden hand! Leagues above Mia's poop hands."
"What?!"
Ignoring fuming Pomi, I saved the look.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Current appearance saved to empty slot. Please name the appearance.] "This face shall be... Yu-ra's First!"
✅ SAVED ✅ 'Yu-ra's First' saved. Remaining empty slots: 0 "Oppa, did it have to be that name... Haa."
Yu-ra sighed in disbelief, looking pathetic-pitying, but her face was flushed red.
"Heh heh, shall we?"