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Every mouth at the counter snapped shut.
Every pair of eyes locked onto me.
Fuck. This was bullshit.
"Ah... hyung, I was joking... I didn't mean it like that... Come on, let's eat... hyung."
"Yeah... I just... without thinking..."
I parked my ass on the sofa, grabbed a spoon, and started tearing into the toast and the lunchbox.
Jeonghun's little throwaway crack had completely torched the atmosphere, but the bastard just kept staring at his phone, laughing his head off.
Jeongmin kept sneaking glances my way, grinning.
Of all the pussies I'd already fucked, it had to be the one I hadn't even gotten into yet that was about to blow up into a scandal.
If I'd at least taken her ass first, I wouldn't have a damn thing to say about it.
That bitch had the nerve to walk right in front of everyone, hand over a lunchbox, and leave...
Was she doing that on purpose?
I'd have to ask her later when I returned the lunchbox.
"Alright, heading out, hyung!"
"Yeah. Toast was good."
"Manager! Pureum unnie... fighting!"
Jeongmin tossed out some weird nonsense with a little hand gesture, then disappeared into the elevator with that daytime-manager bastard.
I roughly cleared the table and headed back to the mesh chair.
I sprawled out, lit a cigarette in silence.
Jeonghun — the guy who'd basically started this whole scandal — was parked in the counter chair, smoking like he was savoring every second of his post-meal cigarette break.
He didn't seem the least bit concerned about whatever bullshit he'd just spouted.
I took a deep drag and blew the smoke into the empty air.
Past one in the morning.
It had been a pretty ordinary weekday so far.
I still hadn't found a chance to return Pureum's lunchbox bag.
For some reason, from the moment she clocked in, her bookings just kept stacking up nonstop.
It didn't feel natural. It reeked of something deliberate.
Someone had to be funneling clients her way on purpose.
And that someone was either that Keun-hyeongnim bastard or Dongpal — the one Do-yeon had fucked and then dumped. One of those two, no question.
Then an alarm shredded through my eardrums.
I checked the CCTV. Keun-hyeongnim was in the elevator.
I shot up, hit the round button, and bolted out.
I stood at full attention — no hands behind my back — and waited.
A moment later the elevator doors opened and I bowed at a perfect ninety degrees.
"Good evening, Boss."
"Yeah, you fuck."
The bastard started with a curse the second he showed up.
But Keun-hyeongnim did not look good. His steps were weaving, his face was flushed bright red, and his eyes were rolled up about a third of the way.
Instead of heading to the counter, he started down the hallway.
Jeonghun stood up and gestured for me to follow him.
I carefully tailed Keun-hyeongnim.
Propping himself against the wall, he dragged his feet around the corner and headed straight for the girls' waiting room.
Fuck... something was about to go down...
Keun-hyeongnim stepped over the threshold, kicked off his shoes, and staggered inside.
And of course Nabi was on shift.
"Ugh... fuck! This booze is hitting hard... huh?"
"Oppa, have you been drinking?"
"Yeah, you fucking bitch... how many you done?"
"God, you reek of alcohol... Just go home and sleep... Why'd you even come out?"
"Sleep? You fucking bitch! Huh?"
Yeah. He was definitely gone.
Pureum and Hyojin were already in client rooms sucking dick. Nabi, Dambi, and Hyeona were the ones stuck listening to this late-night bullshit.
"Here we go again. Go home and sleep!"
"Shut your mouth, you fucking bitch! Ah... fuck...! Hey! Any girls who'll bang for free? Huh?"
I thought I heard something, but I couldn't quite process it.
Did he just say bang...?
"Girls who'll bang for free — hands up!!!"
Nobody raised a hand.
They just stared at Keun-hyeongnim like he was a bug.
"Nobody?! Fuck!!! You worthless bitches!!! I'm offering free bangs here!"
Keun-hyeongnim clenched his fist, thrust it forward, and started pumping his thumb in and out between his fingers.
Fuck, that was the kind of shit sixty-year-old fossils did.
This young punk barely looked old enough, and here he was pulling that move right in front of a room full of pussies — where the hell did he even learn that?
When nobody reacted, Keun-hyeongnim closed in on Nabi.
Of course. She was the final target for tonight.
"Hey, let's bang... huh? It's about time you put out, right?"
"You crazy bastard! Go home and fucking sleep!"
"You little bitch...! Huh? You got gold plated on that pussy or what, you fucking whore!! Ah, fuck... even free and you won't take it, you fucking bitch!!"
Keun-hyeongnim unloaded a stream of curses on Nabi, then roughly shoved past me standing in the doorway.
I glanced back into the waiting room — three pussies sat there with their mouths hanging open, frozen in pure shock and horror.
I had no choice but to crawl out after Keun-hyeongnim.
He was bracing against the wall, heading for the counter — then he changed direction and started toward the client rooms.
What the fuck was this bastard about to do?
He staggered into Room 2T and waved me over.
"Yes, Boss."
"When's Pureum coming out?"
My bad feeling had been dead on.
This fucking bastard was finally making his move to fuck one of the shop's girls.
"Uh... about twenty minutes left, Boss."
"Hyung'll be in the room. When Pureum comes out, send her in... got it?"
"Sorry? Yes, Boss."
"Get back to work, you fuck."
"Yes, Boss."
I shut the door to Room 2T and crawled back to the counter.
Something truly fucked was about to go down.
I went over to Jeonghun and delivered the news.
"Keun-hyeongnim went into Room 2T... he said to send Pureum in."
"Ah. Just leave him. He'll fall asleep."
"What?"
"He doesn't do it often... but every once in a while, when he drinks too much, he messes up like this. He was pretty wasted, right?"
"Yeah."
"If he calls for her later, just tell him she's fully booked... If he doesn't say anything, leave him alone."
"Got it."
That piece of shit.
Using his rank at the top to go after Pureum — a girl even I hadn't fucked yet.
I decided to wait it out like Jeonghun said.
I chain-smoked, every nerve on edge.
In the meantime, Hyojin crawled out of her room and disappeared into the girls' waiting room.
Twenty minutes passed, but Room 2T — where the Boss had gone in — stayed quiet.
Then I heard a door open. I checked the CCTV and saw Pureum linking arms with a client, walking him out.
I bolted over, took the client off her hands, loaded him into the elevator, and sent him on his way.
I grabbed the lunchbox from the counter and chased after Pureum.
Luckily I caught her before she crossed the threshold.
"Here. Your lunchbox."
"Oh? Oppa... how was it?"
"Yeah. Since you made it, it was good."
"Hehe..."
Pureum turned around to face me fully and gave me a soft little smile.
I wanted to jab my cock into her stomach right then and there, but Jeonghun was around, Keun-hyeongnim was around, and sitting in the waiting room were Nabi and Hyeona — girls who weren't my joj-jib.
"Rough night, huh? You've got about thirty minutes free, so go rest. I'll wake you."
"Okay, oppa."
Pureum turned and headed for the girls' waiting room.
She walked with a model strut, hips swaying like she was putting on a show just for me.
I wanted to hike up her dress right then and there, drive my utility-pole cock straight into her pussy, and fuck her raw.
I licked my lips and headed back to the counter.
"Hyung, can you check if you can hear the Boss snoring in Room 2T?"
"Sure."
I took the cigarette out of my mouth and walked over to Room 2T.
I carefully pressed my ear to the door and listened.
Sure enough — a faint snoring sound came through.
I let out a breath of relief, came back to the counter, sprawled into the mesh chair, and quietly lit a cigarette.
"He's out."
"Yeah. Just leave him."
I'd almost been completely fucked, but it looked like the situation had been handled clean.
I'd come this close to watching real-time NTR that had no business being in my destiny.
I was smoking when I heard the drag of slippers from the girls' waiting room on the other side of the counter wall.
A moment later, Nabi crawled out dressed in a sleek hostess outfit.
"Where's oppa?"
"Yeah. He went into Room 2T and passed out."
"He didn't say anything weird, did he?"
"Well... he did ask me to call Pureum in. But he fell asleep."
"What? That fucking bastard... he actually said that?"
Nabi's face twisted as she spat out a curse.
"Looked like the booze talking. What can you do?"
"Hah... piece of shit... Can I get a cigarette?"
"Sure, noona."
I stood up, handed Nabi a cigarette, and flicked the lighter to give her a light.
"Don't get the wrong idea... He's not usually like that."
"Yeah. People get like that when they're drunk... He's fine when he's sober..."
"You must've been startled earlier... with him acting like that."
Startled was an understatement.
I knew he was a bastard, but I never expected him to shout for free-bang volunteers to raise their hands...
"Well, yeah... but I'm fine... noona."
"Do you guys have to go straight home after closing?"
"Yeah, I'm a bit tied up... Nabi-ssi."
Jeonghun shot down the invitation immediately.
He was still hiding from his family that he managed a daettal-bang, so unless it was a pre-arranged company dinner, getting him out was tough.
"What about you?"
"I'm free... Why? You wanna drink?"
"The mood's been awful... Dambi and Hyeona were so shaken earlier... I was thinking we could just grab a quick drink."
Hyeona maybe — but Dambi would probably enjoy it, if anything...
This girl had no eye for people.
"Yeah, I'm down... Let's drink, noona."
"Okay. Come down to the parking lot when we're done."
"Got it, noona."
I locked in the dinner plans with Nabi and ground through the rest of the weekday grind.
Keun-hyeongnim didn't take a single step out of Room 2T — probably busy fucking Pureum's pussy in dreamland.
"Yes, Boss... five girls... thirty-seven sessions... ten Jimyeong... nine hundred ninety thousand won... Yes... Yes... Have a good night, Boss."
Jeonghun bowed ninety degrees into empty air, then put the shop phone back in its place.
He pulled two ten-thousand-won bills from the cash bundle, slipped one into his own pocket, and handed the other to me.
"Good work tonight, hyung."
"Yeah. See you this evening."
One by one, the pussies crawled out of the waiting room, collected their dick-sucking pay, and left.
I'd already arranged with Dambi to work on Hyojin after drinks and set up a threesome, so I wasn't worried.
All I was doing was running simulations in my head — how to rough-finger Hyojin into coming home with me so I could fuck her.
Once every last pussy was gone, only Jeonghun and I remained.
We stashed the shop's take in the fire extinguisher cabinet by the elevator and headed down to the first floor.
Five pussies stood in a circle, sharing cigarettes.
Nabi spotted me, flicked her cigarette wherever, and waved me over in a hurry.
I exchanged a quick goodbye with Jeonghun, then we piled into Nabi's car one by one.
I'd originally planned to sprawl out in the back seat, but my frame was too big — there wasn't room for four of them back there.
I had no choice but to get out and park myself in the passenger seat next to Nabi.
Pureum, Dambi, Hyojin, and Hyeona squeezed into the back.
Even at a glance, it looked ridiculously cramped.
"This isn't working. One of you come up front... make some space next to him."
"Huh? Oh..."
Dambi didn't miss a beat — she scrambled out and tried to force herself into the front passenger seat.
"Hey, no way a big-ass girl like you's sitting up here... Pureum or Hyojin should sit."
"Why! Listen to this bastard talk! Hmph!"
Dambi slammed the door shut and waited to get back in the rear.
Hyojin hesitated, so Pureum quickly climbed out.
I scooted as far against the passenger door as I could, and Pureum found just enough space to sit.
Just like that, I was sandwiched between two pussies.
Even so, it was tight enough that Pureum's thigh pressed against mine.
My utility-pole cock failed to read the room and started getting hard.
I poured every ounce of willpower into dispersing the energy gathering in my dick, forcing it down.
Somehow, five pussies and one dick managed to fit in the car, and we finally pulled out.
About fifteen minutes later we arrived at the usual restaurant and were shown into a floor-seating private room.
Nabi took the seat of honor. I was about to sit in the first spot on her left when Dambi squeezed in and parked her ass there instead.
I sat next to Dambi, and Pureum sat next to me.
Hyojin and Hyeona took the seats across from us, and the arrangement was set.
Soon a restaurant busboy set the table, and the side dishes and drinks came out. We poured a round.
We lightly clinked glasses and knocked them back in one shot.
That fucking Dambi — even with a ton of space — was pressed right up against me, shoving her tits into my side.
The fucked-up part was that Pureum was also glued to my other side, letting me feel the soft skin of her ass and thighs.
Between those two bitches' little games, my utility-pole cock was hard enough to punch through my pants.
"Hey, what are you two doing? Aren't you sitting way too close?"
Nabi had been giving us weird looks for a while, and finally said something.
Even I had to admit Dambi and Pureum were pressed against me uncomfortably tight.
"Really? Are we sitting too close?"
Dambi pretended to make space — then pressed in even tighter.
Then she reached over and grabbed my utility-pole cock right through my clothes.
In that instant, Pureum's eyes caught the whole thing.
The big table was hiding our lower halves from the others, but Pureum — sitting in the same row — couldn't miss it.
Pureum jabbed my thigh and pulled me toward her side.
What the fuck were these bitches doing right now?
It didn't feel bad, but there were still three pussies in this room I hadn't fucked yet.
One wrong move that got misread and the rumor would spread in a heartbeat, hit Keun-hyeongnim's ears, and my jaw would go flying.
I had no choice — I stretched out both arms, pushed Dambi and Pureum away, and opened up some space.
Judging by the state those two were in, if I tipped the scales toward either one, we might end up with a murder on our hands.
I poured every last drop of willpower into killing my raging utility-pole cock and tipped back my glass.
Once things settled a bit and I kept drinking, I felt the alcohol start to hit.
I stood up, told Nabi — who was playing the head of the table — that I was going out for a smoke, and stepped outside the restaurant.
I crouched down and quietly lit a cigarette.
I heard footsteps. I looked over — Dambi and Pureum had crawled out at the same time and crouched down beside me.
Right after them, Hyojin crawled out too, and just like that they had me surrounded in a circle.