The Business Department Wants to Dispose of Its Dead Stock - Part 3
"Nice to meet you, senior! I'm Jang Eunbi!"
She extended her hand warmly. Energy radiated from her.
She seemed a little out of breath, as if she'd just run here, and because of that her chest rose and fell with subtle motion.
I looked away.
I stared out the window. A ginkgo tree stood outside. Let's look at the ginkgo tree. Ginkgo trees are nice.
Who would've thought I'd be this grateful for that smelly ginkgo tree?
"Senior?"
"Ah, yes."
I quickly took her hand. It was soft and warm.
After a brief handshake, I let go immediately.
"I-I'm Seo Chaewon. Third-year in Chemical and Biological Engineering."
"Yes, yes, I heard on the phone earlier!"
Jang Eunbi smiled brightly and plopped down in the chair across from me.
When she crossed her legs, her smooth thighs peeked out from under her short shorts.
I lowered my gaze again.
This time, the floor. Let's look at the floor.
"By the way, this club room is really cozy. It's the Career Counseling Club, right?"
"……Yes."
"Are you a member here, senior?"
"Yeah, well……"
I didn't mention I was the only member.
She looked intimidating at first glance, but her personality was the complete opposite. Bright, friendly, full of laughter.
Even though it was our first meeting, she showed no awkwardness at all. If anything, I was the one who was nervous.
I could feel my ears gradually heating up.
The habit of my ears turning red whenever I got flustered.
Please don't show.
"More importantly, why is it so hot in here?"
Jang Eunbi asked, fanning her face with her hand. The club room really was stuffy.
The early September sunlight poured in through the window, and a single old fan wasn't nearly enough.
"The air conditioner broke……"
"Oh, really?"
Jang Eunbi frowned.
But only for a moment. She soon sighed as if giving up and rummaged through her small handbag.
A light pink handkerchief came out.
She dabbed the sweat on her forehead with it.
Then she wiped her nape, her collarbone, her exposed shoulders. The handkerchief slid over her pale skin.
I looked away.
The window. Outside the window. The ginkgo tree. Ginkgo trees are nice.
Jang Eunbi didn't stop there. She carefully wiped the beads of sweat that had formed on her thighs, exposed below her shorts.
The handkerchief slid back and forth over her smooth thighs.
……I really don't know where to put my eyes anymore.
"Whew, it's so hot."
After wiping off all the sweat, Jang Eunbi casually placed the handkerchief on the desk.
The handkerchief that had just absorbed the sweat of this pretty junior.
……I want to steal that handkerchief right now.
And smell it and wrap it around my dick.
No, what the hell am I thinking?
I shook my head vigorously, trying to dispel the insane thought.
After a year and a half in the military without seeing any women, my mind must've gone weird. Get a grip, Seo Chaewon.
"You know, senior."
Jang Eunbi suddenly leaned forward and spoke. As she pulled her chair closer, the distance between us shrank.
When her cleavage came into full view, the dick hidden in my panties stood up like a tower.
A faint scent of perfume brushed past my nose. Sweet yet citrusy, an indescribable fragrance.
"I happened to have something bothering me, so this must be fate that you're offering counseling!"
She spoke with sparkling eyes. Her expression was genuinely delighted.
"No, that's…… This isn't really counseling……"
"Do you know why I entered the business department, senior?"
She completely ignored what I said and continued her own story.
……I can't keep up with the conversation.
I thought my little sister was self-centered, but this girl was even worse.
She had completely taken control of the conversation. Whenever I tried to say something, it felt like she just covered it up with her own words.
"You just picked it because it matched your scores, right?"
I answered half-heartedly. Honestly, wasn't that the case for most university students?
You just go where your CSAT score lets you. What grand reason would there be?
"Oh come on, who does that!"
……There's one right here.
I'd also just gone into Chemical and Biological Engineering because it matched my scores.
After retaking the exam three times, I barely cleared Seohan University's cutoff and picked a major with good employment prospects.
Passion for chemistry? Dreams of biotechnology? None of that existed.
"I entered the business department because I want to run a business."
Jang Eunbi spoke proudly, her eyes shining.
The moment I heard the word "business," I tilted my head inwardly.
She wants to run a business, so business department?
Honestly, it felt like she'd picked the completely wrong major.
Studying business administration at university doesn't automatically make you good at running a business.
What you learn in the business department is mostly theory about how to manage and operate already existing companies.
Accounting, marketing, human resources, organizational theory. Things like that.
There were almost no courses that taught how to "start" a business.
Among actually successful entrepreneurs, there were fewer business department graduates than you'd think. There were more high school graduate founders instead.
Steve Jobs dropped out of college, and Mark Zuckerberg quit Harvard.
Even among domestic self-made founders, plenty never went to university or came from completely different majors.
Spending four years learning theory in the business department might be slower than just starting a business right away and learning through trial and error.
Because hands-on experience is far more valuable than theoretical study. After all, business is something you learn by actually doing it.
Of course, I couldn't say that out loud.
"……Ah, I see."
I just nodded along half-heartedly.
"And I want to enjoy university campus life too!"
In other words, she came to university just to have fun.
"Anyway, I'm going to create my own brand later. A clothing brand!"
Jang Eunbi started chattering excitedly.
……This is going to take a while.
I sighed inwardly and leaned back in my chair.
I'm tired.
Let's just end this conversation quickly and send this girl away. And never see her again.
"Anyway, so what's your problem?"
I asked bluntly on purpose, putting in the nuance that I wanted to finish quickly.
"Ah, right!"
Jang Eunbi clapped her hands.
"I said I want to run a business, right? So since high school, I've been buying hard-to-find imported clothes and reselling them at higher prices on clothing sales sites."
"……What?"
It was an unexpected answer.
"I buy them directly from overseas and resell them with a markup. Mainly brands that are hard to find domestically. I've probably bought and sold around 400 pieces so far."
"T-That's impressive?"
The words came out genuinely surprised.
400 pieces? A first-year university student is running a business of that scale while taking classes? And alone?
She was better at business than I'd thought. I'd underestimated her.
I felt embarrassed for having thought she'd picked the wrong major earlier when she mentioned business administration.
"But."
Jang Eunbi's expression darkened slightly.
"There's one piece of clothing that absolutely won't sell……"
"Won't sell?"
"Yes. The size is awkward for me to wear, and it's too expensive to just throw away, so it's such a waste."
Jang Eunbi let out a deep sigh.
"It's dead stock. Dead stock. It's just sitting in my closet rotting, and I want to get rid of it as soon as possible. That's how I feel."
"Hmm……"
I thought for a moment.
"How about giving it as a gift?"
"It's not the kind of clothing you can give as a gift."
She rejected it outright.
What kind of clothes could they be? What clothes can't even be given as a gift?
"What about returning it?"
"It's been too long since I bought it, so I can't return it."
"……"
So what did she want me to do?
This wasn't even a counseling session to begin with, and I couldn't think of any solution to her problem.
I didn't know anything about the clothing business, let alone how to deal with dead stock.
Let's just get out of this uncomfortable situation quickly.
"Ah, so that's your problem……"
I spoke in a tone that deliberately wrapped up the conversation.
"Then I'll think about it slowly. For now, let's end the mentoring here today, and just take one verification photo that we counseled together."
"Oh my."
Jang Eunbi's eyes widened.
"Senior, are you flirting with me right now? Asking to take a photo together……"
"N-No!"
My voice came out louder than intended.
"It's not like that! I need it to submit to the department!"
"Heh."
Jang Eunbi chuckled. Her eyes were full of mischief.
"I was joking."
"……"
"Your ears turn bright red when you get flustered, senior."
My heart sank.
Reflexively, I raised my hands to cover my ears. They were burning hot.
They must've turned completely red. My fatal weakness that I couldn't hide no matter how much I wanted to.
"Ugh……"
Embarrassed, I pressed both palms firmly against my ears to hide them.
I knew it made me look even more ridiculous, but I couldn't endure it otherwise.
"Ah, how cute."
Jang Eunbi said with a laugh.
Cute. That word stuck in my chest.
Normally I would've felt offended, but strangely, right now I just felt embarrassed.
At that moment, Jang Eunbi suddenly stood up.
And approached my side.
Very close.
"Alright, let's take the photo."
The distance was close enough that our shoulders might touch. Instinctively, my eyes fixed on her large breasts.
When the sweet perfume scent felt even stronger, Jang Eunbi stretched out her arm and held up her phone. Selfie mode.
"Smile, senior~"
Both of our faces appeared on the screen.
Jang Eunbi was smiling brightly, while I stood there awkwardly with a stiff expression, covering my ears.
Click.
The shutter sound rang out.
"It came out great!"
Jang Eunbi made a satisfied expression as she checked the photo.
I didn't even have the courage to check how I looked.
"I'll send it to your number, senior."
"Uh, yeah……"
A moment later, my phone vibrated.
A messenger notification. 'Jang Eunbi sent a photo.'
"Well then, I'll be going now~"
Jang Eunbi picked up her handbag and headed toward the club room door. She was finally leaving.
At that moment, I suddenly remembered something.
"Ah, wait!"
I said hurriedly.
"You don't have to come back here because of the mentoring anymore. Today's the end."
Jang Eunbi stopped with her hand on the doorknob.
She slowly turned her head.
Her expression had hardened slightly. It wasn't the bright expression from before. There was something serious in her eyes.
"Senior."
Her voice tone had changed.
"I heard the mentoring system requires 10 hours."
"T-That's, well, roughly……"
"I'm going to fill the full 10 hours."
Her tone was firm.
"After class tomorrow, I'll come here again."
"……"
"Wait for me, senior."
The glass-filled Rich Science Building. End of the fifth-floor hallway. Career Counseling Club room.
Jang Eunbi closed the door and left.
The club room, now empty.
The old fan whirred as it spun.
"……Ah."
I muttered weakly and collapsed into the chair.
While staring blankly at the desk, something suddenly caught my eye.
The light pink handkerchief.
The handkerchief Jang Eunbi had used to wipe her sweat and left behind was still there.
"……"
She must've forgotten to take it.
I stared at the handkerchief blankly.
She said she'd come again tomorrow, so I could just return it then.
……I'll just keep it until then. Yeah, just keep it.
I picked up the handkerchief.
It carried a faint scent of Jang Eunbi.
Without realizing it, I looked around. The club room door was closed.
Even the hallway barely visible beyond the frosted window was quiet. Not a single sign of people.
Definitely no one around. I picked up the handkerchief.
Soft pink silk fabric. A small flower embroidery in one corner.
It was the kind of design girls would use. I slowly brought it to my nose.
Sniff sniff. The sweet perfume scent came up first.
And beneath it, faintly mixed in, was something warm. Jang Eunbi's scent.
She'd wiped her forehead, neck, and thighs with this handkerchief earlier…… What am I doing?
I suddenly came to my senses. I pulled the handkerchief away from my nose and stared at it blankly.
This feels like I'm turning into my little sister or something.
Jang Eunbi.
That name lingered in my mind.
Pretty face with sharp eyes, cold first impression. Incredibly large breasts…
But when she smiles, her entire atmosphere changes completely. A personality that doesn't get shy. Playful way of speaking. Sweet perfume scent.
My dick got hard again. For someone who'd just been discharged from the military, even this much was too strong a stimulus.
As if possessed, I pulled down my pants and underwear to my thighs and wrapped the handkerchief around my dick.
The moment the soft fabric touched my dick, it felt like Jang Eunbi was directly wrapping her hand around it.
"Huu……"
When I slowly moved my hand back and forth, rubbing my dick with the handkerchief, I felt like I was going to come right away.
Recalling Jang Eunbi's cleavage, pretty face, and fragrant scent, I couldn't hold back the urge to ejaculate.
As my hand movements sped up, white liquid spurted out forcefully from my urethra.
Squirt, squiiirt~
"Haa, haa……"
To think I'd ejaculate using the handkerchief of a junior from another department I just met today……
And in the club room…… A heavy post-nut clarity hit me along with self-loathing.
While I was looking at the semen-stained handkerchief with complicated feelings.
"Senior, isn't that my handkerchief?"
A pretty soprano voice came from very close by.
"Aaaah! What the—!"
Startled, my body reacted first.
I jumped up from the chair like a frog, lost my balance, stumbled, and fell backward with a dull thud as my butt hit the floor.
The handkerchief in my hand rolled across the floor, now covered in dust mixed with semen.
Jang Eunbi was standing at the door.
When did she come in? I hadn't heard the door open or any footsteps. How quietly had she entered?
"W-Weren't you leaving?"
Still sprawled on the floor, I asked with a trembling voice.
"I remembered I left my handkerchief behind and came back."
Jang Eunbi continued as she slowly approached.
"I saw you were jerking off with my handkerchief, so I secretly filmed it while watching."
"……F-Filmed?"
My heart sank.
"You liked my handkerchief that much?"
Jang Eunbi looked down at me with a subtle smile.
It wasn't the bright and friendly expression from before. Her sharp eyes were gleaming coldly under the light, returning to that intimidating impression from when I first saw her.
"M-Misunderstanding! It's a misunderstanding!"
I scrambled to my feet, waving my hands frantically.
"I just got discharged recently……! That's……!"
I couldn't think of any proper excuse.
I got weird because I hadn't seen women for a year and a half? Does that even count as an excuse? It just sounds even more perverted.
Jang Eunbi picked up the handkerchief that had fallen on the floor and brought it to her nose, sniffing it.
"Ugh, weird smell……"
She said with a frown.
"I can't use this handkerchief anymore. It's dirty now."
"That's……! Uuuugh……! Ah……!"
Words wouldn't come out. My ears burned like they were on fire, my fingers fidgeted restlessly, and every flustered habit I had burst out all at once.
Even without looking in a mirror, my entire face must've turned bright red.
"Senior."
Jang Eunbi took a step closer and asked.
"Do you know who my dad is?"
How would I know? We'd only met today. I shook my head.
Jang Eunbi took out her phone and showed me the screen.
In the photo, there was a man standing with Jang Eunbi. He was too large to be called an average East Asian man.
He looked well over 190cm tall with broad shoulders and a bear-like build more muscular than Ma Dong-seok.
His expression was fierce, especially his eyes, which looked intimidating. Even in a photo, he gave off an overwhelming presence.
"He's a police officer in the Special Sexual Violence Investigation Unit. Criminals supposedly piss themselves just from seeing my dad's eyes."
My legs lost all strength. Special Sexual Violence Investigation Unit.
That phrase echoed in my mind. Why that department of all things?
"But there's one thing my dad is helpless against."
Jang Eunbi put away her phone and grinned.
"That's me. As his youngest daughter, he cherishes me so much that he'll do anything for me. I wonder what would happen if I told Dad about this situation~?"
Her voice was playful, but her eyes weren't smiling. Cold sweat ran down my back.
A simulation ran through my head. A perverted male student who secretly jerked off and came using his daughter's handkerchief.
The father from the sexual violence investigation unit who heard that story. The father whose mere gaze made criminals piss themselves, coming to find me.
Not only would I get beaten to a pulp, but I'd also end up in prison for sexual assault, wouldn't I?
It was horrifying.
"I'm really sorry!"
Reflexively, I bowed at a 90-degree angle and shouted.
"I-I really……! I wasn't in my right mind! Please forgive me just once! Please! I'll never do it again!"
I begged with my head lowered.
This wasn't a situation where I could worry about pride. The only thing that mattered right now was survival.
"Hmm…… What should I do about this……"
Jang Eunbi rested her chin on her hand, pretending to think. But when I looked closely at her expression, she didn't seem upset.
If anything, she seemed to be secretly enjoying the situation, and that made her even scarier.
It would've been better if she'd just cursed at me, hit me, or made a fuss about reporting me right away.
"What time does your last class end tomorrow?"
An abrupt question came flying out of nowhere.
"That is…… It should end early since it's the first class…… Around 3 PM……?"
"Then come to this club room by 3:10 PM tomorrow."
Jang Eunbi spoke firmly.
"I'll decide then whether to forgive you or report you to my dad, depending on how things go."
"T-Thank you……"
Just the fact that she wasn't reporting me right now was an enormous relief.
If rumors spread at school, I wouldn't be able to continue attending, and more seriously than rumors spreading at school, my social life would be completely ruined.
I wasn't sure if this fell under the category of sexual crime, but if the label of sex offender stuck to me, my life would be over.
Jang Eunbi left the club room with light steps, as if nothing had happened.
It was a stark contrast to me, who felt like an 8-ton truck had settled in my chest.
Even though I was the one who did wrong, her retreating figure somehow annoyed me for no reason.
Jang Eunbi, who had grabbed the doorknob, suddenly turned her head.
"Oh, right!"
She spoke in a bright voice.
"You can just keep my handkerchief, senior."
"……"
Not knowing what to say, I just stood there frozen.
"See you tomorrow~"
She waved her hand and closed the door. Her voice was bright until the very end.
I stood there blankly for a long time in the now-empty club room.
The semen-stained handkerchief lay on the floor, and only the old fan whirred as it spun.
I didn't even think to swat away the persistent mosquito that had been flying around and landing on my face for a while now.
This was bad.
Really bad.
From the very first day of returning to school, my life had started going wrong.