Flustered by Blackmail

The blackmail was bewildering. I was so thrown that I dropped the shoehorn I’d been holding. I couldn’t make sense of what she wanted from me. I had no idea how she’d guessed I would check my Twitter on a whim and come upstairs alone. I couldn’t tell whether this was a meticulously planned scheme or just an absurdly clumsy coincidence.

“...What the hell do you want?”

“Don’t even think about leaving. I’ll report you.”

…That was probably a lie too.

I stared down at the half-crazed Seo Jia and slowly dissected her psychology. It was too dark to see her clearly, but her irises still caught faintly in my vision. There was no fear in them, no tremor. They looked almost amused, yet laced with a trace of irritation. Still, writing it off as simple boredom didn’t fit—especially not when she was directing that boredom at me. This woman didn’t even like me. If anything, she hated me.

“Move. …The people downstairs are waiting.”

“That’s not my concern. …If you go down there, you’ll just end up fucking those two anyway, right?”

“…Like you said, whether I fuck them or have sex with them has nothing to do with you, does it?”

“No. The fact that people squatting in my house are doing filthy things in my house concerns me plenty.”

She sounded like a child throwing a tantrum. I didn’t believe for a second that these words were her true feelings. That was… just an excuse. The real reason had to lie somewhere deeper. Something infuriating enough to drag a man she despised into her home and keep him trapped here….

“I don’t know what you’re thinking, but I wasn’t lying. …It’s just that listening to the sounds of pure sex disgusts me.”

“What?”

“It disgusts me. …You, my sister, and Hinami might be lost in pleasure and not notice, but for me nearby it’s so repulsive I feel like throwing up. Why are you doing perverted shit in a house someone lent you out of goodwill and irritating me like this?”

…Maybe. It really was that simple. She was just physiologically disgusted.

“Now that I think about it, there’s even a soundproof booth in the house, so why do you insist on having sex in the bathroom and bedroom where the sounds carry? Do you have any idea how fucking annoying the noise from the floor below has been for me?”

“…Why are you telling me all this while you’ve got me locked up here?”

“I tried to chase you out nicely before. But now it doesn’t seem like I can do it nicely, so I’m saying it outright.”

Ever since she was nearly raped because of that manager bastard, her aversion to sex had doubled. And perhaps it wasn’t only me. Maybe she had come to hate the manager, her sister, and Hinami as well.

“So what do you want from me?”

“…My honest wish is that you would disappear from my life, but that probably won’t happen.”

She stated plainly that she was alone with me, then hung up. Stepping on her shoes, she came inside, flipped on the entryway light, and this time pressed herself against my back.

“…This is a breeze.”

She placed a hand on my shoulder, rose onto her tiptoes, and whispered coldly against my eardrum.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“What am I doing? …Isn’t this a breeze? You were in the middle of having sex with your girlfriend when her little sister suddenly showed up at the house. If that’s not a breeze, what is?”

“Are you crazy?”

“The crazy ones are you people, having sex without caring that the homeowner is right here.”

As if she would kick me the moment I touched her, she pressed her thigh against my crotch and lightly wrapped her arm around my neck. I could feel her heartbeat—fast, urgent. Matching that rhythm, I slowly blinked.

“If you do something weird for no reason… my sister will only find it more suspicious, you know?”

The moment I heard her threat that wasn’t quite a threat, my reason snapped. Because I could feel her malice—her desire to completely shatter my relationship with Haeun and my relationship with Hinami—as pure, unfiltered sincerity.

“If you really don’t want to be suspected of cheating, stay still… Kyaaak…”

I seized the arm of the girl who was excitedly chattering away while choking my neck, lifted her bodily, grabbed her legs as well, kicked off my shoes, and carried her inside.

…Stupid bitch. Did she really think I’d freeze up over something that pathetic?

During my pro days I’d slammed my head into the dirt countless times and taken more bats to the body than I could count. There was no way her clumsy attempt to kick my crotch in that awkward position would hurt. If anyone slipped, it would be her.

“You’re insane, let go, let me go…!”

“Shut the fuck up, you bitch.”

The farther we moved from the entryway, the closer the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠sound of footsteps running from outside grew. It was probably Haeun, but I wasn’t relaxed enough to worry about her right now. Forcibly pinning the wildly flailing girl, I kicked open the door to the room that had been left ajar and threw Seo Jia onto the bed.

“Kehek… Ha. What the hell, you crazy bastard….”

“…I’m doing exactly what you said—breaking in and trying to rape you. What about it?”

“….”

I locked the door, turned on both lights in the room, then switched off the brighter one. Stripping off my top, I walked toward the bed. The woman who had been so delighted moments ago saw my densely muscled upper body and her breath caught. She sat on the bed and slowly scooted backward toward the wall.

“Are you insane, Kang Juhyuk? My sister’s coming up…”

“Ah, Haeun?”

Mocking the terror that instantly flooded her eyes, I pulled my phone from my pocket and called Haeun exactly as she had done.

I only told Haeun what I could without lying. I tossed the phone onto the bed and approached Seo Jia, who was leaning against the wall.

“You crazy bastard….”

“Why didn’t you scream? It was the perfect chance to frame me as a rapist.”

“….”

She, who had been too terrified to speak throughout the call, finally managed to squeeze out words while staring straight into my eyes. Finding her trembling after all that bullshit adorable, I grabbed both her stiffened hands with one of mine and pinned them to the wall. I didn’t bother restraining her ass that kept inching backward even though there was nowhere left to go. It looked like she was shaking her hips coquettishly, and that secretly turned me on.

“…If you rape me, I really will report you. I’m different from my sister.”

“Why? You covered up the manager without reporting him, didn’t you?”

“That bastard… I’m going to sue him now too. Back then it was only an attempt….”

“Then I guess I should take your phone first so you can’t report anything.”

I slipped my hand into the pocket of the pants she’d borrowed from her sister and took her phone. Worried she might have been recording, I turned it on and held it up to her frozen face. The lock released immediately. Only then did she jerk her head away in alarm, but it was already too late. After confirming there were no recordings, I switched the camera on and captured Seo Jia with her face turned away.

“You’re really… going to rape…”

“Why? …You were planning to frame me as a rapist anyway. Or were you going to accuse me of cheating? Either way.”

“….”

I snapped a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠photo of the trembling, terrified Seo Jia and uploaded it to the Twitter account that only I followed. Without covering her face. A photo where anyone who saw it would instantly know who it was.

“Why? Are you scared because it feels like it’s really going to happen? …Did you think I’d just sit back and take your bullshit?”

“….”

I set the phone down, laid the shivering girl flat, sat on top of her, and pulled her top up. A sports bra that tightly compressed her breasts came into view. I picked the phone back up and carefully captured that neat yet erotic sight as well. Her expression that looked like she was about to cry, then the way she covered her eyes with her forearm—I recorded all of it and left the photos on her Twitter. After pulling her top back down, I stroked her hair and removed the arm covering her eyes.

“Are you that scared?”

“…Fuck off. You rapist bastard….”

“Then why did you pick a fight with someone so scary?”

Though no tears fell, her clearly quivering eyes were gently stroked with my thumb. At the same time, as I caressed her cheek, I leaned down until our lips were almost touching.

“…How should I fuck you?”

“Go away… I don’t want this….”

Seeing the murderous look in her eyes, she could no longer hold back. Tears fell drop by drop as she breathed in short, ragged gasps. For the first time, I found Seo Jia cute. I wiped away the flowing tears.

“If you swear you absolutely won’t report me, I might let you off.”

“….”

To the girl backed into a corner, I offered a very thin exit.

“If you apologize for doing something pointless, I’ll overlook the sex you hate so much. …What will you do?”

“….”

Enjoying the way her pupils quivered, I placed my hand on her frozen neck and melted it with my body heat.

“…I, I understand. Let, let go… please….”

“…Good girl.”

…For a while, I indulged to my heart’s content in the sadism I hadn’t felt much from them before.