Chapter 71
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 71
Chapter Title: Please Do It :: 71
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Han So-in was lounging in his chair, admiring Professor Lee Soo-bin's secret site.
"You're still updating nonstop... Guess your mental game's on another level."
A photo of her showing off her figure in a skimpy green string bikini. It was censored, but the shapes of her nipples and ass were still visible even through the fabric.
"Seriously, should I bump her to level 3... Professor?"
He still couldn't thrust into her freely yet. As he recalled the sight of her fingering her pussy, someone knocked on the door.
Knock knock knock knock knock.
'Who's knocking that fast?'
His next-door roommate Lumi usually knocked calmly.
'Seo Mi-na?'
She was the type who wouldn't care about bothering someone.
"Who's there?"
He cracked the door open and spotted the person standing outside. A tanned, toned body. The woman who'd been dodging him despite raising her Obedience Level to 3. It was Lee Ye-rin.
"Gah!"
Without thinking, So-in slammed the door shut again.
"Hey! I came all this way, and you're doing this?"
He hadn't locked it, so she yanked the door open, overpowering him easily. Staring at the wide-open door, So-in gave an awkward smile.
"Uh... Hey, Ye-rin."
"You wanna die? Why've you been ghosting my texts?"
"Oh, that... I don't check my phone much..."
"Want me to punish you?"
So-in subtly tugged at the door handle, but he couldn't match her strength from daily workouts.
"Let go of the door while I'm asking nicely."
"Ah. Okay."
Her eyes flashed with a predatory glint, and So-in released his grip. It was like pitting a lion against a housecat anyway.
'Ugh, violence is bad...'
As soon as he let go, she shoved her way inside.
"You want the door closed? I'll get it."
Click. Watching her step in and lock the door behind her, So-in swallowed hard without realizing it.
'Why am I, the guy here, getting intimidated... Ugh.'
He had his ability and was a man, but he could already picture her locking in a triangle choke within seconds and knocking him out. So-in decided not to upset her.
"Um... Ye-rin? Want some coffee?"
"Sure, why not. Nice place you got—kept it tidy."
"How'd you even find out where..."
"Just asked around a bit."
So-in boiled some water and pulled out his stash of premium aromatic coffee.
'No idea what's up, but... better play nice for now. Violence bad...'
He could win an argument, but a fight? First-round KO.
"Dyed your hair, huh, Ye-rin?"
He handed her the steaming cup, trying to butter her up. For some reason, she'd changed her hairstyle—blonde reaching just past her shoulders, against her tanned skin.
'Kinda gives off blonde-tanned delinquent vibes...'
Too scared to say that outright, he spun it positively.
"Whoa, the blonde really suits your skin tone."
"Don't change the subject."
"Got it."
His dribble failed against her ironclad defense, leaving So-in sweating. She leaned back in her chair, savoring the rich coffee aroma wafting through the air.
'Alright, she's here... What now?'
She pondered whether to threaten him or coax him.
'Should I just call up my guy friends and force him... Or go the persuasion route?'
The law was far, but fists were close. She knew plenty of guys who'd do dirty work.
"Hmmm."
She eyed him with narrowed gaze, like a popular delinquent big sis.
'Her pretty face makes her even scarier...'
He recalled how her bikini tan lines had left her pussy and areolas pale against her original skin tone. A weird mix of anxiety and arousal bubbled up.
'Oh yeah, she pissed herself too...'
Memories flooded back of strapping the VR headset on her and kneading her smooth body under the guise of a massage.
'Her pussy and tits were insane... Model-level figure, perfect texture...'
Unaware of his thoughts, she kept sniffing the coffee.
After savoring it for a bit, she set down the mug with a clunk and spoke.
"You don't have a girlfriend, right?"
"Huh?"
"Do you have one?"
"Nope."
"Hmmm..."
So-in gulped down cold water to ease his nerves. As the chill slid down his throat, she said:
"Wanna date me?"
"Pfft!"
He spat the water into the air and hacked violently.
'Is she nuts?'
No way this blonde-tanned thug was asking out the guy whose massages she liked.
'My expert senses for getting played by women say this plot twist doesn't exist.'
So-in coughed, steadying his throat and windpipe.
'Did she find out I have some money? Ugh. No pushing with looks...'
He snuck a glance at her. Blonde, tanned, decent tits, killer curves. The ultimate weakness for virgins and losers.
'Girls without standards clean you out if they hook you... For real.'
Remembering how Seo Mi-na had fleeced him before, So-in steeled himself.
"C'mon, quit joking."
She laughed at that.
"I'm serious."
"But suddenly why..."
"Need to test things out more first, though."
"Huh?"
"Or I could call my guy friends."
"What?"
Her mention of "guy friends" made So-in tense up.
'My ability only works on women. Shit...'
He had no clue why her attitude had flipped.
'Pissed 'cause I keep dodging massages?'
She stared at him silently for a moment, then said:
"Tell me to hold back on sex."
"Huh?"
"Say it—tell me to ease up on sex."
"Uh..."
Déjà vu hit hard. Hee-na had come over asking him to tell her to study harder.
'No way... Does she need something from my ability too?'
So-in's mind raced through scenarios at top speed.
'This smells like a deal I can make.'
She clearly wanted something. That meant he could demand something in return.
So-in thought about why he'd been avoiding her.
'Can't control her.'
And why not? She had nothing to lose with him.
'If I can flip that... I could add her to the harem and manage her.'
Her body was man-killer material. Slim, sleek muscles, sculpted abs and calves, perfectly sized breasts. Plus that decadent tanned-deliquent beauty.
So-in mustered some courage.
"What would you do for me if I said it?"
"Hah. Gotten bold, huh?"
She scoffed. So-in immediately deflated.
'I'm bold. I'm not a coward—I'm bold!'
Pumping himself up mentally, he pressed on.
"You came here 'cause you need something from me, right?"
"Thought you were a dummy, but you're thinking straight for once?"
"..."
He was a dummy, but no one likes hearing it.
"I don't need anything."
"Hah. Fine, spit it out then."
She stretched lazily, crossing her legs like she was doing him a favor. Her tanned thighs looked so smooth he wanted to touch them.
"Make sure you don't do anything bad to me—give me some leverage on you."
"What the hell?"
"You've been bullying me nonstop. Time I got a weapon."
"So what do you want?"
After a pause, So-in glanced away and muttered:
"A... naked dogeza apology video."
"...What?"
"You on your knees, naked, apologizing to me. Gotta set a baseline for trust."
"You crazy?"
As she started to stand, So-in instinctively backed up.
"If you don't like it, forget it. Not forcing you."
"Get over here."
He waved his arms frantically as she rose.
"Whoa, hold up. Fine, today I'll do it. Don't have too much sex—please show some restraint. Happy?"
"..."
Against plan, her aggressive push made him cave without thinking.
'So scary I used Please Do It on reflex... Ugh.'
She smirked as she approached.
"Hey."
"Yeah?"
"You think a hottie like me would do that for a loser like you?"
"...No?"
"You knew that and still asked? Wanna die?"
"...Sorry."
Tsking, she grabbed her stuff and headed for the door.
"Was even gonna fuck you, but nah, I'm out."
"Wait, what?!"
So-in wondered if his ploy had backfired spectacularly. As she stepped out, she said:
"I'll text soon, so reply. Or you're dead."
"...Text?"
She paused at the door.
"Whether I do the dogeza... or you do it to me. Think it over, and I'll let you know."
"Huh?"
Clunk. The door shut.
So-in mulled over her parting words.
'...What the hell does that even mean?'