Chapter 6
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 6
Chapter Title: The Lotto Winner Next Door
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Somehow, the guy next door seemed so... diligent.
Both he and her husband worked at one of those massive domestic conglomerates everyone knew by name.
But there was something subtly uncomfortable about his gaze, something sleazy and leering... that was the best way to put it.
Was it a woman's intuition? Or the gut feeling of someone who'd been exposed to men's creepy stares since childhood?
'...Still, I should at least ask what he wants. It could be something about the apartment or some important matter...'
"...Who is it?"
Pretending she didn't recognize him, she asked.
But contrary to her expectations, the neighbor guy launched into some utterly trivial chatter.
-"I'm your neighbor. You know me, right? The one who just moved in recently..."-
"Yeah..."
-"Well, I ordered way too much delivery food. Thought maybe we could share? Haha." -
"......"
'...Is this jerk hitting on me?'
A reasonable suspicion crept in: maybe he knew her husband was away and was making a move on purpose.
They weren't in the same department, but since they worked at the same company, he might know about her husband's two-week business trip to the US?
'...No. Get a grip, Kim Hye-jeong. How huge are those conglomerates? No way he'd know that. It's just your imagination, pure delusion...'
And if he was going to make a move, wouldn't he have done it the day her husband left or the next day?
As she mulled it over, the neighbor said something astonishing.
-"...Haha. Truth is, I hit the lotto jackpot. Got so excited I ordered all this delivery food... ended up with way too much." -
"......"
'Lotto...? The lottery?'
He scratched his head, looking genuinely troubled by the excess food, and it didn't seem like a lie that he'd ordered so much.
Still... lotto?
He must mean first prize, right?
Damn... jealous.
How much was first prize these days? Like twenty billion won?
Wow... so envious. For real.
Whenever her husband wanted to buy lotto or pension lottery tickets, she'd tell him not to chase pipe dreams and just save steadily instead.
But now that a winner was right next door, staring her in the face, she couldn't help feeling insanely jealous.
-"Ha... haha..." -
With Kim Hye-jeong not responding much, the neighbor awkwardly chuckled, looking embarrassed.
She figured she should give him some reaction.
"Oh, congrats... First prize?"
She asked to confirm.
It seemed like first prize, but if it was second or third, she wouldn't be so envious.
She'd just think he was some guy who splurged after winning a few thousand or hundred bucks.
Hearing it wasn't first prize would probably make her feel better, which was why she asked.
-"Yeah. Haha... Feels unreal..." -
'Damn... first prize. Shit, I'm so jealous...'
Knowing the neighbor had won first prize made her stomach twist.
Was this that neighborly envy where your gut aches when the guy next door strikes it rich?
But on the flip side...
Thinking he was loaded now made him look different somehow.
Come to think of it, he didn't seem sleazy anymore—more like a solid, upstanding guy?
For some reason, today there was none of that stalkerish, voyeur vibe—the creepy, sticky persistence she usually sensed.
He felt like a completely different person.
What was it? If anything, this kind of guy seemed more likely to straight-up grope or rape someone outright rather than stalk persistently?
From her experience as a stalking victim, that kind of obsession required a ton of patience and tenacity.
But the man on the intercom today showed none of that.
He just seemed kinda dumb and straightforward.
With that realization, her attitude toward the neighbor shifted a bit.
"Congrats... You ordered that much food?"
-"Yeah. Yukhoe, naengmyeon, sweet-and-sour pork, chicken, burgers, jokbal, tteokbokki... tons of stuff. Anything you want?" -
'He really did order a ton... Yeah, if it were me, I'd probably go nuts too when that pumped up. Flexing hard. Totally get it... Sigh, so jealous...'
Kim Hye-jeong envied the neighbor's luck.
And since he was kindly offering to share a tiny slice of that fortune...
As a fellow resident, she decided to graciously accept without holding back.
Besides, it was dinnertime soon, and after that intense masturbation session followed by passing out, she was starving.
Sharing delivery food meant dinner was free tonight.
'...Hehe. Guess I'll take advantage of the good vibes from the happy neighbor.
He'd probably give me whatever I ask for.
If it were me, I'd be handing out extras left and right today too. Food wouldn't even matter; I'd be full of joy.'
"...Then, a bit of tteokbokki and jokbal... Oh, um... sorry, but... does the jokbal come with jjolmyeon and flying fish roe fried rice?"
She asked for a bunch, feeling a little shameless.
But she had a hunch he'd give it to her.
Because right now, she deeply empathized with the lotto-winning neighbor's mindset.
This much should be an easy yes.
The guy was in a great mood.
And she was stunningly beautiful with a lovely voice.
Put those together, and most men would grant any request.
She'd learned that well over the years and exploited it often.
-"Yeah, they threw in the jjolmyeon and flying fish roe rice as service with the set." -
The neighbor obviously knew she wasn't just asking if they had them—he was giving her the tteokbokki, jokbal, and all the sides too.
He said he'd grab the food and headed back inside.
Kim Hye-jeong grinned ear to ear as she went to the closet to throw on some clothes.
'Ah... my bra from today is in the bedroom... Hmm, no need to wear it, right?
Just poke my head out, grab the food without showing too much...'
"Hehe, dinner's on the house tonight. I was too lazy to order anyway...
Ah, but it'll probably be cold...? Microwave should fix it... Hmhm~♬ Tteokbokki and jokbal~♬ Jjolmyeon and flying fish roe rice~♬"
Mulling it over, Kim Hye-jeong quickly slipped on panties and pants, then cracked open the front door.
The neighbor winning lotto first prize made her jealous enough to feel queasy,
but scoring free food on his dime put her in an excellent mood.
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I came back out with the food, and the neighbor's door was ajar just a sliver.
Through the narrow gap, a stunning MILF with porcelain skin peered out, eyes mixing hunger and caution as she looked at me.
"Here, take some food?"
"Ah, yeah... Thanks. And congrats again..."
She struggled to hold it all with both hands, causing the door to swing wider.
Under her loose white shirt, the outline of her braless massive tits peeked through.
Ah, fuck.
I'm gonna get hard right now.
Just hold it together a bit.
Ten seconds. That's all.
The moment she took the food, leaving her hands full and vulnerable,
I jammed my foot in the closing door, shoved her inside, and barged in.
"...??"
The neighbor woman froze, not grasping what was happening.
Seizing the opening, I fully entered and slammed the door shut.
- *Beep-beep!* -
The door lock auto-engaged.
Now she wasn't alone in the house anymore. I was here too.
"...Ah, aaa...! Kyaaah! Mmph! Mmmph!"
She tried to scream, so I clamped my hand over her mouth.
"Heh heh heh... Should've been more careful, neighbor lady. You can't just trust people like that, y'know."
"Mmmph!"
"Calm down, neighbor lady. Or should I say, Kim Hye-jeong? Yeah, calm down.
Hmm, Kim Hye-jeong sounds too formal. For the next 24 hours—or whatever—we'll be close, since I'm about to be your master. Hye-jeong it is. Cool? Anyway, chill."
"Mmph...! Mmmph!"
Her wild thrashing scattered the delivery food all over the entryway, dirtying the floor.
We both got some on our clothes and skin.
"Hey. Hye-jeong. I said stay still."
I didn't want to get violent with a woman I was about to fuck,
but her resistance was too fierce; I needed to discipline her a bit.
Grabbing her slender arms with one hand and yanking them up,
I slapped her cheeks a few times with the other, then drove fists into her solar plexus and lower belly for good measure.
She quieted down. I immediately resealed her mouth.
"Wanna die? Calm the fuck down. Stay still."
"......"
*Nod nod*
Kim Hye-jeong's eyes welled up from the pain, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Frightened, hurting, and shrinking in fear, she nodded vigorously, looking even more pitiful.