Chapter 18
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 18
Chapter Title: 4. Weekend Duty
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4. Weekend Duty
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The haphazard servitude to Neria had wrapped up surprisingly quickly.
After she headed out to toss the tissues, I was left alone in Neria's bedroom.
Having seen her off with a smiling face, I finally let out the sigh I'd been holding and straightened my pants.
Including belatedly cleaning up the semen that Neria, still so inexperienced, hadn't fully wiped away.
"Hoo..."
...I was seriously so tense I nearly suffocated.
Especially when Neria shot back, "You're just using this handjob as an excuse to do naughty stuff with me, aren't you?" – my mind went completely blank, with no idea how to salvage it...
Surprisingly, it ended well.
Really surprisingly.
"Hey. I'm gonna game again, so sit up straight."
"...Ah, yes. Lady Neria."
But regrettably, that wrapped up today's lewd activities.
After the handjob, I once again served as her chair, and naturally got hard again under her ass, but the second time around, she just nagged me that it was too big and hard and annoying.
In the end, I clocked out—exhausted from the overtime—with about 3 points stamped on my "Praise Coupon."
- This station is Jamsil. Jamsil Station. Coming up soon...
Anyway, 3 points in a single day.
With my amoeba-level math skills, that means I can touch Neria's breasts once every three days or so, with her consent.
Though two of those points came from Neria's whims, so the reliable daily one is just from meal prep...
That means at latest a week, earliest three days. Something like that.
Probably won't even take a week if I keep helping with the chores.
And if we keep up these regular "naughty deeds,"
Eventually, I might actually...
"...Oh, right. The report."
...But that's secondary.
First things first, report to the Team Leader.
I pulled out my smartphone amid the sunset glow reflecting off the subway window.
[Nam Dowon]
- Hello, Team Leader.
- Today, I received a handjob from Apprentice Witch Neria.
- All the semen went into tissues, so no mana recovery attempts yet.
- That's all.
- I'll keep reporting any other notable developments.
This should do it, right?
I used proper honorifics, didn't I?
Spelling and spacing... looks good?
Still in that anxious newbie phase, I stared at the screen for a good while even after sending it off.
Before I knew it, the "1" next to the message had vanished.
[Team Leader Eve]
- (Emoji of a weird animal making a big heart with its arms)
- Good job~
- I was wondering why you didn't show at the office today. Pretty busy, huh?
- Gotta tell my friend...
[Nam Dowon]
- Sorry.
- Neria was so overbearing, I got dragged around and forgot.
- I'll etch it in my brain to always check in next time.
[Team Leader Eve]
- It's fine. Totally fine.
- No matter how it goes down, as long as you handle it properly, Dowon~
- Hope to hear you bagged her soon!
...This just hit me while texting, but if I showed this screen to some passing elder and said, "This is how the young generation does work these days," they'd probably whack me over the head with their cane on the spot.
Feeling a pang of guilt, I huddled closer to my phone to reply.
[Nam Dowon]
- That... might take a while...
[Team Leader Eve]
- You can do it, Dowon.
- Just trust me and pounce!
- Cover her mouth, tangle tongues!
- Just do it!
[Nam Dowon]
- ...If the situation allows, I'll give it a shot.
[Team Leader Eve]
- Ugh. No fun.
[Nam Dowon]
- It's not something to do for laughs...
[Team Leader Eve]
- Heh. A real man shines when he's handsome.
- And handsome guys sit at the top of the food chain pyramid?
- Handsome guy > pretty girl > everyone else.
- Kinda like that?
I get what the Team Leader means, but it has nothing to do with me.
When people say handsome guy, they're talking about someone like my late father. I don't think it fits me.
...That said, if she's trying to boost my confidence, maybe.
While I was sending my most ingratiating replies,
The announcement for my stop blared, so I jumped up in a hurry.
There's an urban legend about civil servants that flies under the radar unless you're really into the topic.
You might think it's a stable job with great work-life balance, but that's where the misconception comes in...
A ton of civil servants work weekends.
- Heavy rain incoming!
- Weekend emergency shift, huh.
- Heard about the typhoon?
- Emergency call-in.
- Oh, snow's coming.
- Emergency duty.
- Weekend on-call...
- Ah...
Short and sweet: it's usually like that.
Truth be told, what job doesn't have this crap?
Here's to all working stiffs nationwide—my sympathies.
But as they say, it varies by field, and even among civil servants, some suck it up sweet with no weekend worries.
And the sweetest of the bunch, in my opinion?
"...Feels like I'm the one living the dream."
The two guys in the Apprentice Witch Rehabilitation Support Department on the 14th floor of Seoul City Hall.
"Urgh..."
I'd slept like a rock for the first time in ages.
I dragged my aching back out of bed, running a hand through my tousled bedhead as I sat up.
Glancing at the time: already 10:10 a.m.
Three hours later than usual.
Food... I'll grab something when I get hungry.
I kicked off the covers and stumbled to the bathroom.
After gargling, spitting, washing my face, and brushing my teeth.
Now for the modern essential: playtime.
My smartphone.
More precisely, the internet.
Daily chats with friends, plans to grab drinks, strangers' funny stories—all unfolds here.
"They must be swamped with college life...?"
...Oh yeah, I think it's exam season.
A normal day for me is crunch time for them—one more character to study.
Don't wanna bug 'em.
No choice—slid back under the covers and fired up YouTube.
Was all set to spend the day with this.
[Neria Heka]
- Hey, Nam Dowon.
"...?"
A message from someone not on my friends list.
The name they'd set: Neria Heka.
Matched the Apprentice Witch I'm in charge of exactly.
[Neria Heka]
- Still sleeping?
- Hey.
...But I definitely hadn't swapped numbers with Neria yet.
How'd she get mine already?
- Bzzz, bzzz.
"Ah, shit... scared me..."
Now it's not just texts—calls too.
Just shows the number, so not 100% sure, but timing says it's Neria.
With all these weird vibes dredging up that horror flick I'd seen lately, I cleared my throat and picked up.
"...Hello?"
- It's me. You home right now?
Neria for sure.
No mood for jokes, so I answered politely.
"Lady Neria? How'd you get my number..."
- Can you come to my place now? Yes or no—answer that first.
"Uh..."
- Busy banging some other Apprentice Witch?
"No, I'm only handling you right now, so nothing like that."
- Then you can make it, right?
"Yes..., it'll take a bit, but I can get there. But why the sudden summons...?"
- My Master wants to meet you.
"...Pardon?"
What is this? Feels like suddenly meeting a friend's parents.
Though witches' master-disciple thing isn't quite parental...
...Anyway,
"......"
I had a hunch about this.
The reason I got assigned to Neria was the Team Leader's connection, right?
And yesterday, she said she'd tell her "friend" about my progress.
This must be the result.
- ...You been talking to my Master or something?
"No, I don't even know her face or name..."
- Then how's she know about yesterday already?
"........."
- Oh ho. Not answering straight? Scheming?
"Well, actually, I do report to our Team Leader..."
- ...Ah. Kinda get it. Your Team Leader's a witch too, huh.
"...Sorry."
I apologized right away, and Neria sighed heavily before replying.
- Nothing to be sorry for. Just come to my place.
"...Got it."
- How soon can you get here? As early as possible, please.
"Haven't even washed up yet— even rushing, it'll take an hour."
- An hour. That works. Takes you an hour to get here, huh.
...Felt like she jotted that down.
I let it slide for now.
- Not expecting a full suit like usual, but don't show up looking like a slob. You get me?
"Yes..."
- It's 10:17 now... 11:17. Can do by 11:30 with buffer?
"...I'll try."
- Be here by noon tops. That's generous.
"Understood..."
- Good luck.
"......"
And with that, abrupt hang-up.
Neria never explained how she got my number—just cut the call.
"......"
First weekend after assignment, and boom—weekend duty.
Kicked my honey pot right to hell.