Chapter 117
Chapter 117
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 117
Chapter Title: How to Tame a Beast
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"Why... in just thirty minutes..."
Lee Soo-hee quietly watched my confusion.
She opened her mouth calmly, like a seasoned instructor handling a panicked rookie on the battlefield.
"From what I can see, Comrade Chairman, everything feels too rushed for you."
Her voice halted the whirlwind of my jumbled thoughts for a moment.
"Let's take it one step at a time. Nice and steady. That... 'Post-Nut Clarity'?"
She referred to my ability as if it were some new training tool.
"Why not start over with running in that state?"
"......"
"I don't know much about qi masters, but if it's an ability that can turn a cock's head like that in an instant... it has to have an effect on running too."
Her words were so simple, clear, and logical.
Why had I only thought about boosting 'stamina' with my ability? Why hadn't I considered building up 'endurance'?
With one sentence from her, all my worries found a new direction.
I nodded and began rummaging for my clothes again.
After finishing this bizarre first 'training session' with Lee Soo-hee and sorting out my thoughts, I headed down to the first floor.
At that moment, the door at the end of the hallway to Haneul's room opened, and Haneul appeared, rubbing her eyes in a half-asleep daze.
And right behind her, as usual, came that thieving mutt.
In its mouth was one of my brand-new luxury shoes from yesterday, chewed like a dog toy.
Crunch!
For a split second, my blood pressure shot straight to the top of my head, but when I saw Haneul spot me and start to shout "Daddy!", I forcibly swallowed my rage.
In the presence of my household's absolute monarch, no anger could be shown.
"Daddyyy... hold me~"
Haneul toddled over to me, whining sleepily, and nestled into my arms.
Her weight, growing heavier by the day, only strengthened my resolve.
Yeah, the 'money copying' was on hold anyway until the house's security was locked down.
With all this spare time, why not roll through hell like back in my army recruit days?
It was all just an 'essential' process to protect my family and my kingdom.
Once I set that goal in my pathetic Kim Cheolsu state, the savory smell of breakfast being prepared by Chaewon wafted from the kitchen.
And in the middle of the living room stood Lee Soo-hee, motionless, vigilantly scanning the surroundings.
Haneul's eyes went wide as saucers upon seeing the house-sized woman in the living room, snapping her fully awake.
Then, without a hint of fear, she started circling Lee Soo-hee like she'd found a fascinating new toy.
"Auntie, why are you so tall?"
At Haneul's innocent question, Lee Soo-hee lowered her head to look down at the child.
"Eat well and exercise hard, and you'll grow big too."
"Auntie, why do you have so many muscles?"
Haneul said that while pointing a finger at me on the sofa.
"My daddy's a 'sardine'."
"......"
In that instant, all the air in the living room froze.
The sound of Chaewon stifling laughter from the kitchen.
And I could feel every muscle in my face stiffening at the word 'sardine'.
The morning began like that, as bustling and happy a scene as the bizarre kingdom I'd built.
Han Yura, drenched in sweat after her jog and sitting at the table, shot a sharp, piercing glare at Lee Soo-hee standing like a statue at the kitchen entrance.
Of course, Lee Soo-hee didn't even notice...
"I hate braised soybeans! Don't wanna eat it!"
Haneul whined about not liking the soybeans, eventually getting scolded by Chaewon—"If you don't eat properly, you won't grow tall!"—and pouted with her mouth full.
Meanwhile, that damn thieving mutt had somehow found the other half of my luxury shoes and was crunching away under the table.
"Thiefy, wanna go to kindergarten..."
After coaxing and soothing Haneul, who was now stubbornly insisting on taking the mutt to kindergarten, and loading her onto the kindergarten bus, the front door opened.
8:55 a.m. Choi Yang 'arrived for work' at our house instead of the office, dressed in her perfect secretary outfit.
Ignoring the chaotic scene, she came straight to my side, turned on her tablet PC, and began briefing me on the day's schedule.
"11 a.m., security firm visit and final decision."
"1 p.m., raid party appointment."
"Nothing after that."
Choi Yang paused for a moment before adding,
"However, Dr. Kim Seolgi sent a message asking, 'Could you possibly come to the company?'"
"Why? Something wrong at Shilla Biotech?"
At my question, Choi Yang swiped through her tablet screen and reported.
"Chairman Choi Jae-soo has entered divorce proceedings."
At those words, I broke into a satisfied smile. Everything was going according to plan.
"Hmph, looks like Soojin is damn good at her job, huh? Already?"
"Yes. That sister of hers was always great at wrapping men around her finger."
I nodded at Choi Yang's response. Time to give the next instructions.
"Just have your secretary self assign a divorce specialist lawyer to Dr. Kim's sister. Make it so she gets more company shares as alimony."
With that casual 'pulling strings' command, I crooked a finger at Lee Soo-hee standing in the corner of the living room.
She stepped forward silently. I introduced her to Choi Yang.
"This is my secretary兼 cockhouse No. 3."
"Lee Soo-hee."
As Lee Soo-hee gave her curt introduction, I added the rest for Choi Yang.
"I told you before, right? I hired a personal bodyguard. She's bodyguard兼 cockhouse No. 4. Annual salary 10 billion won, so register her as an employee and draw up the contract."
"......10 billion won?"
Choi Yang's eyes widened in shock.
I replied nonchalantly.
"Yeah. Plus bonuses and performance incentives."
"...Understood."
Choi Yang gave a weak response, as if she'd given up trying to understand.
To her, I issued one final order.
"Oh, and. Lee Soo-hee's lover is in a nursing home?"
I glanced at Lee Soo-hee as I spoke.
"Find the best nursing home in the country and get him admitted there. Money's no object."
At my words, the one more surprised than Choi Yang was Lee Soo-hee herself.
Her always-empty eyes shook violently, like an earthquake had hit.
She stood speechless for a moment, just staring at me.
And after a long silence, in a voice so small it was barely audible,
"......Thank you... for caring."
Her voice trembled ever so slightly.
Watching her, I smiled inwardly.
How to tame a beast? Nothing to it.
Feed it the tastiest food until its belly bursts.
Then that beast won't even think of biting its handler.
Smiling in satisfaction at the thought of how to tame this perfect 'beast' now in my grasp,
I groped Lee Soo-hee's ass, standing like a statue beside me, lost in the idea.
At that moment, I felt a cold stare like one given to a boss committing sexual harassment.
It was Choi Yang.
With an emotionless face but a voice dripping with cynicism, she asked me,
"Shall we prepare for the morning 'business' then?"
Morning business.
At Choi Yang's sarcasm, I recalled the security firm meeting scheduled in two hours.
To deal with them, I needed not 'pathetic Kim Cheolsu' but 'sage Kim Cheolsu'.
Meaning I had to activate Post-Nut Clarity.
I quickly ran through my 'fuel sources' in my head.
Chaewon was on her period.
Lee Soo-hee—I'd already 'used' her once this morning.
That left Choi Yang?
As that thought crossed my mind, Han Yura came down from the second floor, fully dressed in her perfect career woman look, ready to head out.
Ah.
The moment I saw her, I found a better solution.
That bitch was seriously pissed because I didn't fuck her yesterday, right?
A sleazy smile crept onto my lips as I stood from the sofa.
Today's morning 'business' partner would be Han Yura.
A sleazy smile on my lips, I rose from the sofa and approached Han Yura, who had just finished preparing to leave.
"Hey, Han Yura. Where you off to this early? I told you I'm taking a break from the company for a while."
"You stir up a shitload of work and live the good life, huh..."
She snapped at me before continuing.
"Sigh... Got something at Blue Sky Games, so I'm heading there."
"Finally getting that investment?"
"Yeah. Office rent's overdue, so they're starting to sweat."
"Hmph, don't give in to everything. Play it moderate, got it?"
At my know-it-all advice, she turned to me with an incredulous look.
"Says the guy who dropped 10 billion without asking questions."
"Forget the old me~?"
"Bullshit."
Han Yura spat the curse lightly but didn't fire back further.
With a resigned air, she pulled a familiar oil-based marker from her handbag and handed it to me on the sofa.
Then she hiked up her own shirt, exposing her smooth, toned belly before me.
"Pfft... damn... reflex action?"
At my mocking laugh, she just glared at me steadily instead of answering.
Savoring that defiant gaze, instead of writing on her lower abdomen, I gripped her waist hard and forced her into position—hands on the sofa, ass out, back arched.
Her body stiffened for a moment.
I yanked up her suit skirt right then.
Sure enough, a slutty black T-back came into view.
"You fucking bitch, didn't I tell you to wear granny panties when you go out?"
At my growl, she shot back curtly without turning her head.
"Then stop bitching that you go limp seeing granny panties."
Damn, that fiery temper of hers...
She'd admitted with her own mouth that she couldn't live without my cock, yet here she was, still rebelliously hissing like a cat.
I roughly pulled down Han Yura's slutty underwear.
Then I started rubbing my not-fully-erect cock around her pussy entrance—poke, poke.
Like that, for a bit...
'......What the fuck?'
Why wasn't it getting hard?
Sure, right after Post-Nut Clarity, but I usually had no problem getting it up.
Right in front of me was the bitch I lusted after most, bent over in the most tantalizing pose.
As my movements faltered in bewilderment, Han Yura's irritation sliced into my eardrums like a blade.
"Hah, fuck..."
She shot upright and turned to glare at me.
Her eyes mixed utter disbelief, contempt, betrayal, and seething rage.
"Now you're going limp even with me? Fuck, Kim Cheolsu, you wanna die for real?"
Before Han Yura's murderous fury, my mind went blank.
To escape this humiliating situation, I started babbling ridiculous excuses.
"Uh... um... y'see, this morning I was... experimenting with a new Post-Nut Clarity function... side effect or something like that..."
"Experiment? What?"
At Han Yura's suspicious retort, I grew even more frantic.
"L-listen, if my dick doesn't get hard, we're all fucked! Hey, Choi Yang!"
I desperately shouted at Choi Yang standing in the corner of the living room.
"Get my dick up! Hurry!"
I then ordered Lee Soo-hee beside me.
"And Lee Soo-hee, you—get Han Yura's pussy ready to take it anytime from now on!"
"...Ready? What kind of preparation?"
Lee Soo-hee, completely missing my intent, fired back with a perfectly soldierly question.
"Spread her thighs or something?"
"Ah, fuck... aren't you supposed to make women horny!?"
I yelled in frustration.
"Get her pussy dripping wet! I'll thrust in the second it gets hard!!"
At my shout, all the women in the living room stared at me like I was insane—furious Han Yura, resigned Choi Yang, and baffled Lee Soo-hee.