Chapter 437: It's Real
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 437: It's Real
“Uwaaaaah!”
“Ewaaaaah!”
Two adult men, both lying flat on their stomachs on the floor, screamed simultaneously.
It was only natural for me to be startled since someone was hiding under my bed, but...
“Why the hell are you screaming, you crazy bastard?!”
Fuming with rage, I twisted my body and shoved my feet under the bed, stomping down hard.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
“Ack! Argh! Aaaaah!”
The guy underneath shrieked in pain.
This was what they called a geographical advantage.
After a good while of one-sidedly pummeling the guy under the bed, my phone, which I had dropped earlier, caught my eye.
[Me right now: My dick is freaking furious.]
“Ah.”
I had been looking at a collection of memes in my gallery just before I did a surprise check under the bed.
I had a feeling that seeing this was what made the guy scream. It was an unintentional misunderstanding.
“So—so what! What do you want me to do about it, you crazy prick?!”
“Argh! Aaaaah!”
But what did that matter?
I began to beat the guy again, pouring all my pent-up frustration into every blow.
It wasn't often I got the chance to one-sidedly thrash someone, and this position was far more advantageous than I had expected.
“Did you! See it! In a movie! Huh?! Did you think! You could do! Whatever you wanted! If you hid there, you bastard?!”
“St-stop! Stop hitting me!”
“Shut up! Where do you think you are?! Breaking into someone’s house! Huh?! You have no sense of basic decency! You’re going straight to the slammer!”
Of course, considering I had more or less forcibly taken over Choi Jin-ah’s house, I probably wasn't one to talk.
Still, I was better than this creep who had crawled into someone else's home to hide, wasn't I?
“Haa... haa...”
I wiped away my sweat, breathing heavily.
I figured I’d hit him enough for now, but just as I started worrying that he might be dangerous if he crawled out—
Beep-beep-beep-beep.
I heard the sound of the passcode being entered at the front door.
Click.
The door swung open, and the person who walked in was...
“Woo-jin? A pretty and cute actress is here!”
It was Seo Ye-rin, who had messaged me earlier saying she wanted to spend the day together.
“Ye-rin! Don’t come in here!”
“Huh?”
Ye-rin looked bewildered by the urgency in my voice. It was too desperate for her to just brush it off as our usual playfulness.
“Woo-jin?”
Ye-rin cautiously made her way to the room I was in.
She stared at me with a look of utter confusion.
“What are you doing?”
Since I was currently thrusting my legs under the bed, it seemed difficult for even Ye-rin to grasp the situation.
“Ye-rin, run—!”
Just as I was about to shout, worried she might get caught up in this—
Grab!
The moment I looked away, the guy reached out, grabbed my ankle, and yanked me toward the bed.
“Got you, you son of a bitch!”
“Ugh!”
His strength was no joke.
I struggled desperately to shake him off.
“What the—?!”
Seeing a hand pop out from under the bed and pull me, a startled Ye-rin rushed over and stomped on the guy’s hand with her foot.
Crunch!
“Aaaaah!”
Whether she intended to or not, she landed a direct hit with her heel. The guy let go, howling in pain.
I quickly scrambled away and shouted to Ye-rin.
“I love you, Ye-rin! Holy shit! I really thought I was a goner!”
As I shouted while drenched in cold sweat, Ye-rin finally seemed to realize what was happening.
“You bad man!”
Huffing with rage, Ye-rin suddenly bolted out of the room. She returned a moment later clutching a steel bar from the workout room and began poking and prodding under the bed with gritted teeth.
“How dare you! How dare you! Touch my Woo-jin!”
“Aaaaah! Gack! Ow, it hurts! I’m sorry!”
As if possessed, Ye-rin kept striking him with the barbell rod.
Overwhelmed by her ferocity, I stared blankly for a moment before rushing over to grab her from behind to stop her.
“Ye-rin! You’ll kill him if you hit him with that!”
“I’m going to kill him! I’ll kill anyone who tries to hurt my Woo-jin!”
I pulled the agitated Ye-rin back.
The stalker seemed to have lost all will to escape, staying tucked away like a rat in a hole, showing no intention of coming out.
Just then, the sound of the front door opening echoed again.
“Woo-jin?!”
“Where are you?!”
“Woo-jin!”
The moment I heard the voices of Choi Jin-ah, Oh Yun-ji, and Senior Ju-hee, a sigh of relief escaped my lips.
* * *
It was well past midnight.
Having finally finished the police investigation, we were all gathered back at Choi Jin-ah’s house.
We hadn't told Choi I-seo or Yoo Ah-rin.
I didn't want to worry them by calling so late at night.
I wanted to tell them tomorrow that everything was over and there was nothing to worry about.
However, a sigh from a grim-faced Choi Jin-ah signaled that it wasn't over yet.
“He wasn't just some ordinary stalker.”
Not an ordinary stalker?
All eyes turned toward Jin-ah.
“Um, where should I start... My father once gave out my phone number to potential husband candidates.”
I remembered that.
It was back when I was hiding out in the dorms.
“He was one of those people. It seems he was planning to find some weakness to use against me.”
Chairman Choi Gil-seop, you again.
He had said he wouldn't interfere with Jin-ah anymore.
But the seeds he had sown in the past had sprouted and were now tripping her up.
“What would he even do with your weakness?”
Senior Ju-hee asked, standing tall with her arms crossed.
Apparently, this guy’s cronies had been waiting outside before we entered the house, and Senior Ju-hee had "cleaned them up" quite thoroughly.
“Well, he probably intended to use it to force me into something. It’s not like he’s desperate for money.”
“Your family is pretty powerful too. Isn't he afraid?”
At Oh Yun-ji’s annoyed question, Jin-ah gave a bitter smile.
“Normally, they would be. But this guy is the youngest son who isn't really involved in management. People like him often don't care about the company's reputation and just live however they want.”
“Hah, a guy like that actually exists? He really doesn't know how the world works.”
As I clicked my tongue and cursed the guy, the three of them suddenly fixed their gazes on me at the same time.
“...Right, those kinds of people do exist.”
“Why do I feel like I’m looking at one right now?”
“At least Woo-jin doesn't cross the line.”
What the?
Why did I suddenly feel offended?
As I sat there pouting, Oh Yun-ji stared at me before finally speaking up, unable to hold back.
“By the way, how long are you two going to stay like that?”
At Yun-ji’s words, Ye-rin, who was sitting on my lap and clinging to me like glue, shouted back.
“I’m not giving Woo-jin to anyone!”
“Haha.”
As I laughed awkwardly, Ye-rin immediately pecked my cheek and started sucking on it.
I felt my cheek being pulled and the damp sensation of her tongue, but I didn't try to avoid or reject her.
It was a sign of how shocked and scared she had been.
“She must have been really anxious earlier.”
I defended her while stroking her hair.
In truth, it was impossible not to be shocked or anxious.
Even my heart had skipped a beat for a moment.
“I get that, but do you have to do that right in front of us?”
Despite Yun-ji’s protest, Ye-rin showed no sign of letting go.
I was about to say we should just continue the conversation, but Ye-rin started rubbing her hips against me, teasing me.
Press, press.
“So, who is he exactly?”
“The youngest son of Connex. A man named Min Cheol-woo. He’s been quite persistent with calls and texts even though I’ve rejected him multiple times.”
Yun-ji and Jin-ah continued their serious conversation.
Connex was smaller than Uju Group, but it was still a well-known corporation in Korea.
Especially in the case of youngest sons, they tended to be spoiled and often crossed the line when things didn't go their way.
Press, press.
“Looking at how he handled himself, I doubt this is his first time,” Senior Ju-hee remarked, causing a shadow to fall over Jin-ah’s face.
“You’re right. Remember James from the pension last time? I called and asked him, and he said the youngest of Connex is bad news.”
“Your father gave your number to a guy like that?!”
“Well, originally he gave it to the eldest son, but...”
Press, press.
Even though the serious talk continued, Ye-rin’s backside kept stimulating me.
She must have known I was already rock hard, but she didn't stop.
Well, she had come over today intending to do it anyway, so it was expected.
‘They say when people feel their lives are threatened, their survival instinct makes them want to leave behind their seed.’
Honestly, I didn't know if that was true.
But I felt like I’d heard that somewhere before.
Ye-rin was staring intently at me.
I wanted to say something, but I couldn't because of the others watching.
I quietly grabbed my phone from beside me and showed her the saved meme.
[Me right now: My dick is freaking furious.]
“Pfft.”
Ye-rin let out a tiny giggle.
Then, shifting her angle slightly from my cheek, she pressed her lips against mine.
Our breaths and tongues intertwined.
Today’s kiss was slow and dense, a minimal effort to keep it from being noticed.
“So, for now, I’m going to go to my father and tell him—”
Jin-ah’s voice cut off abruptly.
It hadn't even been five seconds since we started kissing, but the three of them were already staring our way.
“Sigh.”
Senior Ju-hee let out a sigh and walked to the refrigerator.
She grabbed some cold water and drank it to calm herself down.
“Was it always this bad?”
Yun-ji muttered, looking bewildered.
Even though she knew we lived lives faithful to our desires, she apparently hadn't expected us to engage in such public displays of affection in such a serious situation.
“Hey! This is my house, you know?!”
Finally, Jin-ah shouted, trying to stop us.
Ye-rin had already wrapped both arms around my neck, continuing the kiss as if she would never let go.
Since I couldn't pull away even if I wanted to...
I held out my phone to Jin-ah as a means of communication.
[Me right now: My dick is freaking furious.]
“So what?!”
I lightly swiped the screen to the next meme.
[For real.]
“Do you really want to die?!”
In the end, Jin-ah couldn't take it anymore and lunged at us.