No Slacking Off During Work
No slacking off during work hours. In the late afternoon as the sun began to set, An Juri nodded in satisfaction in the cooling park.
"Great footage. Really."
"Glad to hear it."
"Huuu! It was the absolute best! Especially Baek Seojun! That despairing look on his face was priceless! I want to cast him as an NTR specialist actor!"
An Juri shouted while replaying the recorded video.
"We were originally planning to center it on you and Asha! But the plans changed. We're making Baek Seojun the focus now!"
"That guy as the center?"
"Yeah! The idiot who can't accept that his girlfriend's heart has left him! We're capturing the peak of inferiority. Perfect for a gag comedy kill-time flick!"
An Juri said with a smile.
Her face looked utterly satisfied. The other staff members wore similar expressions, all beaming with pride as if they'd shot a masterpiece.
"By the way."
As she packed up the equipment, An Juri muttered.
"We need to assign a few people to Baek Seojun."
"People?"
"Yeah. Like a close junior girl or senior, professor, classmate—those kinds of characters."
"...That's."
NTR staple characters.
As if reading Yoon Seoha's thoughts, An Juri nodded vigorously.
"Exactly. NTR staple characters."
With that laughing confirmation, she laid out her future plans.
"I thought Baek Seojun was too good to toss after this video. We'll milk him dry until there's nothing left, then feed him a TS Pill and shove him into the Onahole Department!"
"...Whoa."
"To do that, we need to assign people first. Strip away all the existing characters, and for the ones that don't exist, create new ones and then strip them away."
"You're a devil."
"Devil? Nah."
An Juri lowered her black sunglasses slightly, locking eyes with her.
"It's utilitarianism. Sacrificing a cow for the greater good. One Baek Seojun's sacrifice makes hundreds of thousands of our customers happy, right?"
"...Is that how you use utilitarianism?"
"...Isn't it?"
An Juri pondered for a moment before changing the subject.
"Anyway."
Stretching with a yawn, she gave the packed gear a final check, then looked at Yoon Seoha.
"Good work today."
"What? I didn't do much."
"Hng. Well, take care of the remaining time ahead. You."
Yoon Seoha clasped the hand An Juri offered.
It was a soft hand.
Smooth and pale, without a single callus. A beautiful hand showing no signs of hardship.
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The next day.
Just like with the Aftercare Department last time, Yoon Seoha reported to the Video Department instead of the Futanari Department.
Unlike So Harin, who only handled admin work, Director An Juri was mostly out in the field herself.
She's similar to Director Do Yoonseo in that way.
Maybe even their vibes matched. The playful mischief, and the chilling coldness in certain moments.
With the deputy and section chiefs away on maternity leave, the office only had regular employees and team leaders.
"Oh, you're here?"
"Yes. Good morning."
The clacking of keyboards and mouse clicks filled the office.
The Video Department's work mainly fell into two categories: shooting and editing.
Of course, they rarely went out to shoot themselves. Except for 'specials' like yesterday, their main tasks were editing videos received from other departments or commissioned ones.
"Editing... no need to teach you that. Unless you're officially transferring later."
"...So what should I do?"
"Good question."
Seo Team Leader tilted her head at Yoon Seoha's words. As the Third Team Leader of the Video Department, she was adding subtitles to a video full of flesh tones.
"If you'd come from the Onahole Department, I'd have you handle our kids' sexual relief."
"They do rotations there too?"
"Sometimes? Unlike the Futanari Department where everyone rotates, only those with promotion potential to director level come over."
"Hng."
Finishing one project, she loaded the next video and continued.
"Hmm. For today, just watch how we edit. Tomorrow you'll be with the director, so follow her around."
"Got it. By the way, what's this video you're editing now?"
"This one?"
"Yes."
Yoon Seoha glanced at the video on the editing program.
It showed someone who looked extremely familiar.
"Isn't this person from the Onahole Department?"
"Oh, you know her?"
"I've used her a few times, so I remember the face."
"Hng. This is the company restroom."
What? Yoon Seoha's mouth dropped open in surprise.
Why was a company restroom video here?
"You didn't know there are hidden cameras in the company restrooms?"
"No idea. Never used one."
"...Ah. Futanari don't have bodily functions."
"Yeah, well."
Seo Team Leader stared at Yoon Seoha in wonder.
"I still can't get over it every time I hear. How is that even possible?"
"Tell me about it. I was shocked too when I first learned."
"Anyway... yeah. There are hidden cameras all over the company."
Seo Team Leader casually dropped bombshells.
"Basement gym locker rooms, showers, restrooms on every floor—of course—and that cafe in the lobby? Hidden cams in the storage and staff room too."
"...No part-timers at the cafe?"
"Heehee."
"Not 'heehee'."
Yoon Seoha sighed softly.
She thought she'd grown numb to these things, but the company always showed something worse.
No point saying that's a crime anymore. They'd made it 'legal' somehow, and even if sued later, they'd win with ease.
"Well... the restroom cams get good reviews."
"...Why?"
"Most Onahole Department folks are masochists, right? Some even buy and collect videos of themselves."
"Ha... crazy onaholes."
Yoon Seoha sighed and checked the file name of the video in progress.
[Toilet Orgasm - Highlight #403]
"...There are over 400 of these?"
"Just the highlights. Full versions are way more."
"..."
"And it's a consistently popular series."
"The world's gone mad."
Yoon Seoha muttered in lament.
At her words, Seo Team Leader gave an awkward smile as she added subtitles.
The clacking keys accompanied the scrolling text. As she skillfully chained the captions, she suddenly seemed aroused, crossing and uncrossing her legs.
"That's you, Team Leader Seo."
"...Hng."
"Ha. Anal beads... those are huge, but they go in so well."
"Hng, hngut...!"
Yoon Seoha commented while watching Seo Team Leader on screen.
Entering the restroom, she deftly removed the beads from her ass and pussy with practiced hands.
This wasn't her first or second time.
"Really..."
Even mid-orgasmic bliss, she glanced slyly at the camera, eyes meeting it perfectly—a model masochist.
Someone who acts like that belongs in Onahole Department, so why here?
Yoon Seoha placed a hand on Seo Team Leader's shoulder and whispered in her ear.
"Got horny watching your own video?"
"Ah, no..."
"Then?"
"...Y-You're watching next to me...?"
Yoon Seoha narrowed her eyes at Seo Team Leader.
A gulp echoed. Her pupils trembled, breath ragged with tension.
Slowly moving the hand on her shoulder, Yoon Seoha stroked down her back.
Snap—the bra hook unclasped.
"Ah..."
"Gotta keep going, right?"
"...Y-Yes, yes."
Clack, clack.
The typing was noticeably slower now.
Watching the sluggish subtitles, Yoon Seoha let out a soft chuckle.
Slipping her hand inside Seo Team Leader's clothes, she pulled out the now-unhooked bra.
A plain, unadorned bra in a muted color. No lace, no patterns. Yoon Seoha chuckled softly at it.
"Confiscating this."
The air grew thick and humid.
Lewd female scents wafted from here and there.
Yoon Seoha looked around. Keyboards slowed, and the gaps filled with faint moans and wet squelches.
"Team Leader Seo."
"...Y-Yes?"
"Just calling you."
Patting the blinking Team Leader's head, Yoon Seoha smiled.
A playful expression. Her pretty brown eyes curved into crescent moons.
"Gonna take a quick break."
"...Ah."
"No slacking off, okay?"
"...Yes."
Yoon Seoha smiled at the team leader, who looked desperate to masturbate, then left the Video Department.
After a short walk, the corridor filled with moans, squelches, and toy vibrations blending together.
"Everyone's so lazy."
Slacking off during work hours.