Chapter 123: Responsible Pleasure
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 123: Responsible Pleasure
Dragging the carts from Building B had become so routine that it wasn't particularly difficult anymore.
As the Section Chief had mentioned, there were quite a few of them, but it was a task I’d handled several times before.
However, the work itself wasn't the problem right now.
"You bastard, I can feel your eyes on me."
"……It’s just a man’s instinct."
My gaze naturally drifted toward Yoo Ah-rin’s backside, which seemed to be swaying more than usual today.
Feeling the weight of my stare, Yoo Ah-rin flushed and grumbled, though she didn't seem to genuinely hate it.
"It feels... empty."
Seeing her look so embarrassed while complaining about the 'emptiness' below made something in my chest tighten.
Should I call it a flutter?
It feels strangely different.
Rather than a simple heart-flutter, Yoo Ah-rin’s movements were stimulating something else entirely.
Even though no one else was around, her subtle attempts to shield her rear with her hands felt incredibly provocative to me in this moment.
Tsk, these two are a real pair…
They say friends grow to resemble each other.
Between Seo Ye-rin and Yoo Ah-rin, they were like two little succubi sent to test my self-control whenever I was bored.
After we finished moving all the carts, we started heading back together.
"Ugh, damn it, I can't take this."
Since she needed both hands to push the cart, Yoo Ah-rin couldn't cover herself. She turned to me and said, "Give it back. I’m going to go put it on."
"……."
"Cover it up before you hand it over. It’ll look weird if anyone else sees."
God, she’s being so incredibly hot right now.
As she scanned the area and demanded her property back, Yoo Ah-rin was definitely awakening something deep inside me.
"No."
Maybe that’s why.
"What?"
Why that answer slipped out.
"I said no."
"……."
Looking at Yoo Ah-rin, who stared at me as if she couldn't believe what she’d just heard, the corners of my mouth curled up involuntarily.
"Stop joking around."
Yoo Ah-rin glared at me, her expression hardening.
Her aura was so intense that I felt a sudden urge to pull everything out of my pocket and hand it over immediately.
But I was the one holding the reins.
"Let’s go."
"Hey! Hey!"
As I hurried away, pushing the cart like I was making an escape, a flustered Yoo Ah-rin called out to me urgently.
Ignoring her, I made a beeline for the office.
When I arrived with the carts, Lee Seo-ah and Han Bom, who were waiting, stepped in to help.
They looked at Yoo Ah-rin following behind me and gasped in concern.
"Was it that hard? Maybe we should have helped."
"Kim Woo-jin! Did you make our Ah-rin do all the heavy lifting?"
"The Section Chief said there was a lot. That’s why it was a bit tough."
Yoo Ah-rin glared at me as I gave my nonchalant reply. Her face was bright red from embarrassment, looking like she might explode at any second.
However, since she was the one who had handed her underwear over to me in the first place, she couldn't say a word. She could only swallow her anger and get back to work.
"Ngh."
A faint moan escaped Yoo Ah-rin’s lips as she organized the carts.
When I looked over to see what was wrong, she bit her lip and snapped back.
"There’s a draft…."
"We’re in the basement, though?"
"There are vents."
Fair point.
I suggested she sit down and rest, and she hopped onto a chair immediately, agreeing it was a good idea.
"……."
She still had a scowl on her face, clearly uncomfortable with how different things felt compared to usual.
Yoo Ah-rin began acting strangely, rubbing her thighs together on purpose.
Seeing this girl, who usually acted so tough, become strangely submissive gave me a dark sense of satisfaction.
Though unintentional, it felt like the power dynamic between the Bamboo Forest Administrator and the Moderator had finally been established.
With that thought, I posted a meaningless little update on the Bamboo Forest.
Perhaps everyone was checking the board frequently, because replies started popping up almost instantly.
Everyone’s having a field day.
Lately, the Bamboo Forest had been filled with nothing but Anonymous 69’s spam, occasional religious club invitations, or part-time job ads, so people seemed bored.
Thinking about how the board would explode once the vacation ended was already giving me a headache.
Feeling a sharp gaze, I slowly turned my head.
Yoo Ah-rin was glaring at me, huffing as she looked at her phone.
The moment I saw that chilling warning, a shiver ran down my spine.
The anonymous friends of the Bamboo Forest began spectating the fight between the Administrator and the Moderator.
198 had already been banned for a day.
He probably knew this would happen eventually if he kept poking at the Moderator.
Since it was vacation, a one-day ban wouldn't be much of an issue anyway.
Anonymous 69’s constant interjections were getting annoying, and Yoo Ah-rin’s death stare was getting scary. I considered ending it there, but...
Seeing people trying to push me out started to get on my nerves.
But then, looking at Yoo Ah-rin, who was pressing her legs together and rubbing her thighs out of discomfort, I felt a bit more at ease.
"D-damn it…!"
Yoo Ah-rin let out a ragged breath as she watched me. I didn't think I had this kind of streak in me, but seeing her flinch like that made a certain sadistic urge well up inside.
This is all Anonymous 198’s fault.
It was because he kept saying things like 'spank the Moderator' or 'tie her up and bully her' that I was turning out like this.
Regardless, the sensation of making the usually fierce Yoo Ah-rin submit didn't feel half bad.
As if reading my mind, Yoo Ah-rin subtly flipped me the bird where others couldn't see.
What a piece of work.
She truly never breaks.
I quietly sat down next to her. Her body flinched for a moment as if she expected me to do something, but when I didn't...
"Ugh, you devious bastard."
She muttered with a nuance that suggested she wasn't happy about that either. I really didn't know what to do with her.
"You... you are so dead in a little bit."
She was grinding her teeth and clenching her fists. If I wasn't careful, I might actually get beaten to death after work today.
At first, I felt like a guy in an adult video training a girl.
Now, it felt more like I was just putting a muzzle on a lion outside its cage.
This is getting a little scary.
I was seriously debating whether I should just hand them over now, when the Section Chief, who had been smiling to himself for a while, checked his watch.
"You guys can head out for the day."
He suddenly ordered us to clock out.
"Right now?"
There were still about thirty minutes left in our shift, so it was an awkward time to leave.
Besides, we couldn't just leave whenever we wanted; our clock-out time was recorded by the card reader. We couldn't just go because there was no work.
"Just go rest in the lounge, or go grab an early dinner."
Since this was the first time this had happened, we hesitated. The Section Chief reassured us it was fine.
"The part-timers in other departments probably experience this once in a while. It’s only thirty minutes, so don't feel pressured and just go."
Since he went that far, it would be awkward to refuse.
After thanking him, we talked about browsing the shops in the hotel until our actual clock-out time.
"We don't have to keep the uniforms on, right?"
"Right. Let’s change and meet out front."
As we finished talking and headed to change...
"Hey, hey!"
Yoo Ah-rin called out to me urgently in a low voice. Before I could even ask what was wrong, she closed the distance between us.
"My underweaaar! You have to give it baaack!"
She whispered petulantly, looking around with a tearful face. Seeing her like this for the first time made me feel a bit smug.
"You want it?"
"It’s not that I 'want' it, it’s mine!"
"But you gave it to me."
"You son of a—!"
She almost screamed a curse but barely caught herself after checking her surroundings.
She tapped her forehead, seemingly regretting her past actions, but then...
"W-what... what do you want?"
I liked how quickly she caught on.
If she went to change while going commando in a black skirt, her friends would definitely notice something was off.
Even if they didn't, if she missed this chance, there was a high probability she’d have to stay pantyless for the rest of the day. Yoo Ah-rin absolutely needed to get her panties back now.
"Don't you think you’ve been ignoring the Administrator too much?"
"Ugh…."
Yoo Ah-rin whined and grumbled, but eventually, she tapped something into her phone and showed it to me.
"Heh."
"There, happy? Now give it!"
The comments piling up underneath were a sweet fruit of victory, but the panties in my pocket weren't ready to come out just yet.
"Shouldn't you ask a bit more politely?"
I tilted my head playfully. Her trembling fist looked like it wanted to demolish my solar plexus right then and there.
But with a tearful face and slightly puffed-out cheeks, she huffed and spoke.
"Ple..."
She gritted her teeth and said, "Please."
"Please what?"
"Gi-give me... my panties, please."
I barely managed to hide my laughter by covering my mouth with my hand.
"If I give this back, you won't hit me, right?"
"……."
"Huh? No answer?"
As I put my hand in my pocket and started to turn away, a desperate Yoo Ah-rin grabbed me with both hands.
"I-I won't hit you! I really won't!"
"Sigh, just saying it doesn't feel very convincing."
"I mean it! I really won't hit you! Please! Give me my pa-panties!"
Yoo Ah-rin clung to me, struggling.
Lee Seo-ah and Han Bom started calling for her, wondering why she was taking so long. Finally, I reached out my hand as if I were doing her a great favor.
"Here you go."
The black panties were returned to Yoo Ah-rin. I saw her eyes instantly fill with hatred and rage, burning like fire.
"Kim Woo-jin, you motherf—!"
"Th-they’re calling you!"
I quickly pointed toward Lee Seo-ah and Han Bom before ducking into the men's locker room.
Phew.
I enjoyed it because it was fun, but...
What do I do now?