103. STAGE TWO. Round Five
Suji, who had been Yumin's teaching assistant in their department, had also served in that role for Soyoung, who was in the same major. Naturally, the two women had known each other even before arriving in Paradise. As the department TA, all sorts of events and rumors within the department flowed into Suji's ears whether she wanted them to or not.
Among those rumors were some involving Yumin and Soyoung. Suji, who had taken a particular interest in Yumin, wasn't satisfied with hearsay alone and had dug deeper on her own. In the process, she pieced together the rough details of the tangled history between Yumin, Soyoung, and Junyoung.
Of course, since Suji wasn't a private investigator, there were limits to what she could uncover. Moreover, considering Yumin's devastated state at the time, she couldn't exactly launch a full-blown investigation. But for Suji, who had observed the three during their university days and grasped their personalities to some extent, it wasn't hard to infer the truth from the incomplete information.
Having understood their relationships before coming to Paradise, Suji continued to watch them closely afterward, noting the various changes unfolding between them. She had seen Soyoung starting to waver toward Yumin bit by bit, and the growing distance between Junyoung and Soyoung.
And now, with her sharp instincts and experience dealing with all sorts of people, Suji could guess what Soyoung was about to say to Yumin.
That didn't mean Suji was particularly taking Soyoung's side, though. For her, Yumin always came first. She simply judged that, given Yumin's personality, listening to Soyoung right now would help his mental health and peace of mind.
"Got it, Suji noona."
Yumin, who hadn't been entirely uninterested anyway, decided to hear Soyoung out now that Suji was nudging him.
"Yeah. It's kinda awkward here, so... how about talking upstairs where no one's around?"
Suji suggested after glancing around.
She was right—the atmosphere here wasn't suited for a heart-to-heart with Soyoung. Jiwon, who knew the basics since she was in the same department, was glaring at Soyoung as if to say, What the hell are you approaching Master about now?
And it wasn't just Jiwon. Minseo and Gayeong were shooting Soyoung unfriendly looks too. They didn't know the history between Yumin and Soyoung, but they just didn't like another woman getting close to him.
Even the sweet and kind Seohyeon was eyeing Soyoung warily while trying to figure out what was going on.
"Alright, I'll step out for a bit... Soyoung, let's head upstairs."
"Yes... Yumin oppa."
Yumin led the way up the stairs to the second floor, with Soyoung following close behind.
The second floor was quiet. With everyone gathered in the plaza, it was naturally empty. In fact, Yumin was practically the only one using the second-floor facilities meant for the participants' leisure.
They weren't being put to proper use. Right now, with points too scarce even for essentials, no one was wasting them on luxuries up here.
Yumin headed to a secluded corner on the quiet second floor—a blind spot not visible right from the stairs.
Once they reached the undisturbed spot, Yumin finally turned to Soyoung. She lifted her eyes to meet his while keeping her head bowed.
"So... what did you want to tell me?"
"Well..."
Soyoung fidgeted with her interlaced fingers for a long moment before suddenly dropping to her knees in front of him.
"Yumin oppa... I'm really sorry... for leaving you like that back then... I'm truly sorry..."
"......"
Yumin had half-expected her opening line, but that didn't make it easy to respond. What do I even say here?
"I'm not saying this just to get your forgiveness. Of course, what I did was unforgivable."
But while Yumin stayed silent, Soyoung pressed on, earnestly sharing the thoughts weighing on her heart.
"So... I'll do anything you want. No matter how hard or tough it is, if you tell me to, I'll do it all..."
"If that lets you forgive me even a little... I'd be so grateful..."
"Not that I'm asking to date again or anything... I know you already have so many women around you..."
"Just... please don't abandon me. Treat me however you want—just let me stay by your side..."
Yumin listened quietly to Soyoung's desperate plea. He hadn't expected her to go this far. Her sincere begging shook him.
Of course, that didn't mean he could easily welcome her back and treat her like the women already with him. But this was Paradise. A place where missions were constant.
And some of those missions had goals that were awkward to impose on his precious companions.
What Soyoung wanted right now was simply to stay by Yumin's side without being cast out. Yumin needed someone like her, and she needed him.
Couldn't that be a win-win? But first, he had to check if she was truly prepared.
He couldn't blindly trust someone who had betrayed him once.
"Really? You'll do anything I say?"
"Yes. As long as you don't abandon me... I'll do absolutely anything."
"Then take off your clothes right here."
"Okay."
Without the slightest hesitation, as if it were nothing, Soyoung stripped naked.
For any woman in Paradise—even aside from Soyoung—stripping in front of others was routine from missions, so it wasn't a big deal.
Before Paradise, Soyoung had a cute image, with a bit of baby fat making her cheeks plump and her thighs softly rounded, giving her a healthy look.
But after arriving and enduring recent emotional turmoil, she'd lost a lot of weight. Her cheeks had slimmed slightly, her waist and legs grown slenderer.
And half a year more had passed since then. Soyoung had transformed from cute to a mature beauty.
Her waist had cinched in and her legs' elegance shone through with the weight loss, but her breasts had grown fuller, amplifying her overall curves.
As Yumin closely examined her face and figure, Soyoung finished undressing and knelt before him again.
Non-mission physical contact was forbidden in Paradise. There was almost nothing Yumin could do to her naked body here.
Still, he needed to test her resolve. Time for a somewhat extreme demand.
"Soyoung..."
"Yes, Yumin oppa."
"I'm gonna piss now, so catch every drop in your mouth and swallow it all. No spilling."
"Yes. Got it, Yumin oppa."
Yumin had figured she'd hesitate at his outrageous request, but Soyoung answered instantly without pause.
He pulled down his pants and took out his cock. It wouldn't come out right away, but imagining pissing in her mouth oddly made him want to go.
"Here it comes. Get ready."
"Yes, Yumin oppa."
Soyoung crawled forward on her knees and approached his cock. She hesitated briefly, then parted her lips and clamped them tightly around his glans.
Her hesitation wasn't reluctance to take his cock in her mouth or drink his piss. She knew non-mission contact was banned, so she had to pause.
But for her now, Yumin's command trumped Paradise's rules. She overcame it and took him in.
Fortunately—whether Angel was slacking or turning a blind eye—no penalty came.
As Soyoung's soft lips gripped his glans, Yumin's cock began to harden inside her mouth. His urge to piss intensified.
He let loose right there, pissing freely into her mouth.
Soyoung gulped diligently as his warm piss flooded in. But his thickening, erecting glans stretched her lips wide—it felt like it might leak out.
Recalling his no-spill order, she took him deeper. Now his glans pushed past her uvula, the piss flowing straight down her throat to her stomach.
Yumin emptied himself refreshingly into her mouth. He usually felt a mild relief after pissing, but this was the most satisfying urination of his life.
Sensing the stream end, Soyoung pulled back with a hint of regret. She gently gripped his cock with her hand, pressing her tongue into the urethral opening to lick up the last drop.
Without being told, she opened wide to show Yumin she'd swallowed everything.
"All gone, Yumin oppa."
Yumin was reasonably satisfied. This confirmed her resolve to a degree.
But the dangerous mission goals that popped up weren't this tame. They were far more intense.
"Good. You did well. But you said you'd do anything, right? That means you can handle the risky mission goals too?"
"Yes. If it's what you want, I can handle anything."
"I'll be straight. Say a mission like piercing, whipping, or fisting comes up. It's tough asking that of the women with me now. Could you take those on?"
Yumin's words meant offloading the nastier missions onto her as a sacrificial lamb. It was basically revealing part of his privileges.
But everyone left in Paradise knew Yumin was special. Soyoung did too, so she didn't find it odd.
Far from disappointment at being his disposable tool, she accepted it.
"Yes. I can do it all."
"Even if I pierce your nipples or clit?"
"If it's you doing it, it'd feel like your mark on me. I'd actually be happy."
Soyoung meant every word—not swept up in the moment, but truly sincere.
Reuniting with Yumin in Paradise had drawn her back to him. It wasn't just physical pull from their sex and intense pleasure.
Her heart was turning toward him too. She'd regretted leaving him for Junyoung countless times.
At some point, though her body sat by Junyoung, her eyes envied the women always with Yumin.
Today's mission was the final blow. Through it, Yumin etched himself perfectly into her heart.
It wasn't some flimsy filling of the void Junyoung left. Even amid his own life-or-death goals, Yumin had kept tending her pleasure levels, helping her succeed.
To Soyoung, he was both lifesaver and perfect prince on a white horse. Her sudden attitude shift, blinded by love for him, was no surprise at all.