First Cleanup Duty
The real work began as Hye-won approached with a beaming smile.
"You saw it, huh?"
Her voice was flat, and with her eyes curved like a crescent moon sharpening her sly features, she looked just like a scheming villain from a comic.
"Sunbae."
"Yeah?"
"You're kinda scary, so can I punch you once?"
"...Go for the lower belly, please."
Yoon Seoha nodded and swung full force at her lower abdomen.
"Oof♥"
"Whoa... this actually hurts a bit..."
"Hee, heeek♥ With eyes full of contempt, again, agaaain♥"
A day passed, and Yoon Seoha headed to the Aftercare Department's office.
Not the underground one from yesterday, but an office on the ground floor.
Like the other departments, it occupied an entire floor.
[Handle Aftercare Cleanly]
Right in front of the department entrance, the slogan on the nameplate caught her eye.
Come to think of it, what was our department's slogan again?
She vaguely remembered it being something like Always Superior... At first, she hadn't understood what it meant, but after hearing it a few times, she'd gotten used to it.
This'll become familiar soon enough too.
It had only been a short week, but she was now part of the Aftercare Department.
"Team Leader."
"...Ah, you're here?"
"Milk again?"
"Yeah."
She was sipping warm milk with sleepy eyes. Yoon Seoha glanced at the milk carton on Han So-rin's desk.
"Not from a farm, huh."
"It's store-bought. XX Milk—you know it?"
"Yeah, it's famous."
"Right. But I don't like it much."
She gulped down the full mug of milk in one go, then lightly wiped her mouth with a tissue.
"Milk is best straight from the farm."
"Store-bought's no good?"
"Mm, yeah. Seoha."
After pondering Yoon Seoha's question for a moment, she looked at her and said,
"Are you vegan, Seoha?"
"Huh? No?"
"Do you eat vegan food then?"
"Uh, not really?"
Yoon Seoha tilted her head at the somewhat out-of-left-field question.
"That's it."
"Huh?"
Han So-rin poured fresh milk into her mug and put it in the microwave on her desk.
"If you're not vegan, there's no need to eat vegan chicken. Just eat regular chicken."
"Same with store-bought milk?"
"Yeah. Why drink store-bought when you can have farm-fresh?"
The microwave beeped and stopped. Han So-rin carefully lifted the mug with both hands and brought it to her lips.
"Hot hot."
She muttered briefly, then stuck out her slightly swollen tongue and rolled her eyes.
"Pfft."
"...Damn it."
The laugh burst out naturally. Han So-rin scowled a bit and glared at her. Of course, with her height barely topping 150cm, it wasn't all that intimidating.
"Get to work already!"
"Yessir~"
Yoon Seoha grinned and replied to Han So-rin's shout.
Just before turning to leave, Yoon Seoha stared intently at Han So-rin for a moment.
"What. Why."
"...Nah, nothing."
Yoon Seoha's head tilted slightly, her eyes curving into crescents. The sultry gaze of a superior futanari who'd racked up three digits of conquests in her first month pierced toward Han So-rin.
"Think you could handle it?"
"What... Want me to?"
"Mmm. Not right now, no."
At Yoon Seoha's slight retreat, Han So-rin flashed a seductive smile in response.
"I'll wait."
"...Yeah."
Yoon Seoha nodded and left the office. Watching her head back to the elevator with slightly quicker steps, Han So-rin let out a ragged breath.
"Haaah... "
She fanned her flushed face with her wide sleeve, trying to hide it.
"...Such a lightweight, seriously..."
Staring at the cock that looked ready to burst through her skirt any second, Han So-rin muttered.
"...Can't wait."
With everyone out on assignments, the empty office held only Han So-rin, who spun in her chair while mumbling.
"Hee hee."
The near future felt promising.
Futanari Corporation, Aftercare Department.
The department handling so-called cleanup work.
It managed everything from legal and ethical issues to basic hygiene—making it the company's largest department.
Accordingly, there were many out in the field and many handling admin in the office. The former were mostly futanari, the latter onaholes.
Of course, that didn't mean there were no onaholes in the field, or vice versa. Even Team Leader Han So-rin, a futanari, handled admin full-time.
"Ah, you're here."
"You made it!"
Heading to the company parking lot, two women in casual clothes—not suits—came into view.
"We met yesterday, but better to introduce properly, right?"
Hye-won spoke first.
"I'm Sa Hye-won, Aftercare Department Team 3 Leader. This is supporter Lee Chae-yun, Inspector."
"Nice to meet you! Just call me Chae-yun casually."
"Supporter?"
At Yoon Seoha's question, Hye-won nodded.
"Yeah. Not official company employees, but they help out. Kinda like part-time? Nah, more like volunteer work?"
"We get dignity maintenance fees instead of salary. We join when hands are short."
"Eh, details are complicated, so skip... Shall we head out?"
Hye-won giggled and opened the car door.
In the back seat, Yoon Seoha read the materials handed over by Lee Chae-yun and asked,
"What exactly does aftercare entail?"
"Mmm. Simply put, cleaning. Wiping up semen, love juices, making the site spotless."
Lee Chae-yun followed up on Hye-won's words.
"Of course, that's only for official named sites. For rapes and such, it starts with roadblocks, plus onahole recovery, site cleaning—lots more."
"This site's a rape, but indoors, so no roadblocks needed. That's why just us three."
"Rape?"
At Yoon Seoha's words, Hye-won gave a wry smile.
"Mm. The client's daughter. She caught his eye, so he raped her on the spot. Adult, of course."
"And that girl's an active cop, so that's why I'm here too."
Lee Chae-yun, adding to Hye-won's explanation, frowned slightly, pondered, then cautiously spoke.
"...But is that really rape? More like a reward, right?"
"A cop saying that okay?"
"Onahole cop, so okay."
Doesn't sound okay at all.
Yoon Seoha muttered inwardly as she listened to the two.
By the way—
"Raping the client's family—does that happen often?"
"Yeah. Like 99 out of 100 times."
"Makes sense. Raping family doubles or triples the bill."
"Nah? They just do it 'cause they're horny."
Lee Chae-yun nodded.
"Money's a factor too, sure. But 'horny so I did it' is the biggest reason."
"Ah."
"Naming someone means Gold rank or higher, right? Faces are guaranteed beauties. High chance family's hot onahole material too."
"Yeah, fair point."
Having experienced it once herself, she nodded in agreement.
After that, chit-chat flowed as the car carrying the three headed to the rape site.
They arrived at a standalone house.
With a wide yard, pond, and two stories—it screamed expensive.
"Some politician's place?"
"Close. Eldest son of a big corp chairman. Client's his wife, rape victim their daughter."
"Ah."
Yoon Seoha nodded at the explanation, then after a pause, glanced at Hye-won.
"...It's okay to mess with that?"
"The corp chairman's a woman."
"...Ah."
Convinced by the follow-up, Yoon Seoha muttered softly.
"Bitches are easy."
"Saying that in front of bitches."
"Yup. Hate it?"
"As if."
Yoon Seoha sighed, eyeing the two bitches whose cheeks were slightly flushed, then entered the house.
The thick stench of love juices and semen hit immediately, drawing weak moans from the two.
"Ooh, not as messy as expected. We can wrap quick."
Hye-won opened a bag from the car trunk and started sprinkling white powder on the floor.
The pooled fluids solidified into clumps instantly upon contact.
"Stir it well and toss as-is."
"Ooh... easier than I thought."
Hye-won sprinkled, Yoon Seoha gathered the hardened clumps into trash bags, and Lee Chae-yun wiped remnants with a rag.
No stains left behind—the work finished smoothly and fast.
In under an hour, the large house was spotless.
"Good. Just check client status and done... Huh?"
"..."
A woman emerged from what looked like a coat closet by the entrance.
Her eyes met Hye-won's—naked save for a single coat draped over her.
"...!"
"She's running!"
As the woman bolted out the front door, Hye-won and Lee Chae-yun gave chase.