Catfight?
“First time seeing each other like this, right? Say hi.”
In the spacious living room of the 100th-floor private suite belonging to the hotel's owner, Lee Hyun.
Lee Hyun, Lee Soyeon, and Kim Gayeon were facing off.
Lee Hyun stood at the central table, while Soyeon and Gayeon sat opposite each other on the wide sofas flanking it.
After thoroughly confining and neglecting Kim Gayeon for about a week, Lee Hyun had finally succeeded in breaking down her spirit.
The day before, after a full day of nonstop, frenzied sex from morning till night.
At last, with Gayeon fully submitting from the heart and stamping the harem contract as he desired, he had ended her imprisonment as a slave and brought her up to the 100th floor to face Soyeon.
“……Hello. Kim Gayeon. I've heard some things about you from oppa.”
“Yeah, same here. Looking forward to it, Lee Soyeon.”
The two women exchanged light greetings with faint smiles playing on their lips.
Watching them, Lee Hyun thought to himself, 'Well... both stamped the contract properly, so no issues there.'
The harem contract brimmed with Lee Hyun's blatant desires.
Its clauses included everything he'd explained to them before—lifetime residency, unlimited use of hotel assets, and more.
But the most crucial one: Never harm 'yourself' or any other people or NPCs in the hotel, by any means whatsoever.
In other words, dangerous acts like slapping someone or swinging a sword were impossible from the start.
It was a clause he'd inserted precisely to handle situations like this, where his harem girls might glare daggers at each other or engage in catfights.
That's why he could let these two, who were smiling politely on the surface, face off without a worry.
'Plus, it prevents them from plotting against me later... or any other bullshit like that. Oh, and cases where they come to their senses and try to off themselves or mercy-kill each other.'
The reason 'yourself' was specifically included in the clause was exactly for that.
After the greetings, as they eyed each other sharply, Lee Hyun gazed fondly back and forth at his harem's numbers one and two, then clapped lightly.
“Alright, I'll head down to the theater and kill some time with classic movies. You two bond in the meantime. Same age at 21, so you'll get close quick. Haha.”
At Lee Hyun's casual remark, Soyeon and Gayeon replied almost in unison.
“Sure, oppa!”
“Yeah, got it.”
With that, Lee Hyun headed to the direct elevator in the center of the living room and descended.
The two women rose from the sofa, following close to see him off.
Once the elevator doors closed, leaving them alone, they stared at each other in silence for a moment before Soyeon spoke first.
“……How old are you exactly?”
“Huh? Memory that bad? Oppa just said it—you're 21, same as me.”
“No, what month? I'm June.”
Kim Gayeon, born in September and three months younger than Soyeon, clicked her tongue inwardly but kept a straight face.
“September. Why?”
“Oh? Then I'm your unnie for now. Don't worry, I'm not gonna act like one or anything. Wanna sit and have something to drink?”
Confirming she was about three months—roughly 90 days—older than Gayeon, Soyeon's face took on a victor's relaxed ease.
Gayeon lifted the corner of her mouth slightly.
“Pfft, never imagined I'd hear that crap. Three months? Whatever. I'm not some empty-headed bimbo.”
“……What?”
“Nah, obviously not you. You went to that fancy Y University in Sinchon, right? Impressive. Jealous. For real.”
Gayeon sauntered back from the elevator to the table, plopped onto her original sofa spot, crossed her legs diagonally, and pressed Soyeon again.
“You said you'd get drinks? Making them yourself?”
Soyeon froze briefly at the sharp retort but sat back on her own sofa opposite, clearing her throat.
“……No, room service. Or wanna go down to the café? Oh, you haven't been yet, right?”
“Eh, well... oppa likes me too much, so yeah. Our oppa's a total pervert sex fiend. Wanna see?”
Gayeon casually stripped off her shorts leggings, spreading her legs slightly in just her panties to show Soyeon.
Soyeon gulped at the sight of countless Legit characters scrawled on the insides of Gayeon's thighs.
“H-huh……?!”
“What, you haven't done it this much with oppa? Ugh, yesterday he went at it all day without letting me eat properly. Even after Undine's Droplet and Omni-Healing Pill, my pussy's still throbbing.”
And she didn't stop there. Gayeon yanked off her sports bra without hesitation, pointing to the kiss marks dotting her massive 65G-cup breasts.
“This one's from the first time after a week locked up, this from ass-fucking in the shower, and this……”
“N-no need to explain every single one!”
Soyeon, who'd never experienced such violent sex with Lee Hyun—before or after the apocalypse, the purest girl in the world—was overwhelmed by the graphic details.
Her face flushed beet red as she yelled in panic.
Gayeon observed closely, smirking inwardly. 'Classic rich girl type. Easy to handle...'
As Gayeon pondered pushing harder or calling it quits for today, Soyeon steadied herself, her face hardening a bit as she spoke firmly.
“Well, oppa's a vigorous guy, so having those tastes is natural. As the principal wife, I need to be understanding.”
“……What? Principal wife?”
“Yeah. Principal wife. You know it—you weren't the first to contract with oppa. So obviously I'm the principal. Got a problem?”
At this cute black bunny's sudden defiance, Gayeon—in nothing but a skimpy lingerie thong—scoffed openly, cupping her huge underboobs with both arms to lift them.
“Who cares about order? I met oppa first, and he locked me up a week for this kinky play. You just lucked into it meanwhile.”
“L-luck or not! Results are results! By contract order with oppa, I'm first wife, you're second. Got it?!”
“Dunno. You don't seem qualified. Like you said, principal wife needs a big heart. But you……”
Gayeon trailed off meaningfully, glancing disdainfully at Soyeon's comparatively modest(?) chest.
Soyeon, already nursing a vague sense of defeat since Gayeon arrived with Hyun, completely crumbled.
“W-what're you staring at! You pervert, total freak……!!”
“Yeah, yeah. Our self-proclaimed first unnie's cute little tits—up close, they're adorable. Mind if I touch?”
Not joking, Gayeon stood and approached Soyeon, who panicked and tried to flee her seat.
But Gayeon was faster, pinning Soyeon's resistance effortlessly and straddling her lap.
“W-what the hell are you doing! You dyke?!”
“Nah, not really... but pre-apocalypse, I went to all-girls middle and high. As you can see, I'm pretty hot, so girls flocked. Come to think of it... I knew a few cute ones like you.”
Gayeon's left hand gently cradled Soyeon's nape.
Her right slipped under Soyeon's thin tank top, groping the petite(?) breasts with erotic strokes.
Just like with Hyun, Soyeon gasped out lewd moans laced with shame.
“Hngh…! Ah, aaah! Haaang! S-stop, there! Don't touch the center……!!”
“……Wow. You're ridiculously cute. Now I get why oppa left me hanging a week.”
Gayeon had despised men since childhood, and an all-girls environment only fueled her latent lesbian leanings.
Now, facing Soyeon—whose stunning beauty rivaled her own—that side exploded fully.
“Hngh! Ahh! Haaang…!! Y-you... what if oppa finds out……hyaaang…!!”
“Don't worry. Got his okay before coming up. And oppa said get close quick. What'd you think he meant? Hehe.”
“……W-what... did he mean…….”
As Gayeon's erotic hands paused, Soyeon caught her breath and asked.
Gayeon flicked her tongue out to lick her lips top to bottom, flashing a sultry smile, then whispered hotly into Soyeon's right ear.
“If you're really principal wife, you'd guess easy. Obviously……”
“Eek……!!”
Whoosh—Gayeon blew softly in her ear, then finished.
“Threesome.”