Zero Dating Experience (3)
After that, I have no idea what kind of nonsense he spouted. Ah, yes. Hello. Yes, yes. Juhyuk and I get along well. Ah, yes, yes. I parroted the kind of answers you'd give to your boyfriend's acquaintance until he said he'd be back and hung up.
“I'm back.”
“…”
Not even ten minutes later, he returned to my side. With the faint smell of alcohol and that signature unpleasant smile of Kang Juhyuk's, he looked at me with a sly grin.
“You had dinner, right?”
“…I ate before coming.”
“Ah, I thought maybe you hadn't since you were looking for me in such a hurry.”
I'd missed even that sarcastic tone for a while. Hearing it again now only filled my head with the thought that I never wanted to hear it again.
“Haeun.”
“…What.”
“Why get so angry over me just having dinner with my senior and his wife?”
“I didn't get angry.”
At my head-shaking denial, he slightly lifted the corner of his mouth. …Yeah, I knew it too. I had definitely gotten angry. I'd been furious thinking this psychopath had found himself another victim.
“You're sure you didn't get angry?”
“I said I didn't.”
“Really?”
“…Really.”
But in front of this man, I could never admit it. He'd just keep prying anyway. Why I got angry. He'd arbitrarily judge my emotions and draw his own conclusions. And those conclusions were obvious. …Jealousy or whatever. He'd ramble on about nonsense like that and make me look like an idiot. Ha, who the hell is he to…
“Ah, that's a relief then. I thought you were angry again.”
“…What?”
“No, if you were angry I was going to apologize or something, but I'm glad it wasn't that.”
Who the hell is he to talk about giving or receiving apologies.
“…Enough with the jokes…”
“It's not a joke.”
Still wearing that unpleasant smile, he tossed off his outerwear and pulled me—still standing there stiffly—into a tight hug, then started messing up the hair I'd carefully styled.
…I didn't brush it for you to see. I fixed it up because I was meeting friends after so long.
“…Let go.”
“Why?”
“You smell like alcohol and it's suffocating, so let go.”
“What's wrong with that. …Do you hate the smell of alcohol on your boyfriend that much?”
“Who said you're my boyfriend…!”
“You said it yourself earlier, didn't you? No?”
“…”
Like a lover. Like a boyfriend. Unlike before, he smiled refreshingly, but he still only looked like Kang Juhyuk.
“Well, you can quit if you want. …You're making good money now anyway. You pick out your own clothes, and filming isn't hard for you, so you could kick me out, right? Are you satisfied with just two million won a month?”
“…You, you have that recording, how could I…!”
“Why are you so anxious about some recording? If I release it, I'll go to jail. Idiot. Do you think I'd do something like that, or jerk off thinking about fucking you? …Or maybe meet a new woman. Huh?”
“…You could easily do that without getting caught…”
“That's too high of a compliment. Even I can't break the law and not get caught.”
The man who looked like nothing but Kang Juhyuk kept his eyes on me as he rummaged through his pocket and pulled out his phone. Then he scrolled through a phone full of lewd photos and shoved a video of a vulgar woman in front of me. She was fully clothed, but… there was no mistaking the silver-haired woman smiling brightly with a dick resting on her face.
“To film something like this, you need mutual consent, you know? Just like when we did it.”
“…Hey, this…!”
-…It's Nakazawa Hinami. The voice that followed right after, the voice flowing from the phone, made me doubt my ears.
-My job is…
-…I'm an idol. The youngest member of Girl's Knight, not really the youngest position…. The cute youngest dancer? That face, captured in crisp, clean quality, blinded me.
-…What are you going to do?
-From now on, I'm going to clean Juhyuk Oppa's dick… with my mouth, even though he has a girlfriend….
No matter how much I stared, I couldn't understand the situation or the dialogue. It fried my brain. I witnessed a scene that should have been absurd, yet my brain and heart reacted on their own, getting wildly excited. Getting furious. …Even though there was no reason for it at all.
-You said you didn't have a girlfriend.
-Ah, right. …Then should I do it with Oppa who's keeping a sex slave around?
-I'm not keeping one around.
-Ah, you didn't deny it. You pervert, puheheh…, mmph…u-umph….
…It was hard to believe that the same dick that had mercilessly violated me after waking me up yesterday was now being shoved into those small lips. And in a familiar bathroom, no less.
“…But even if it's a video filmed with mutual consent like this, you can't distribute it. It should only be enjoyed by the parties involved.”
“You…, you……!”
I remembered seeing that ridiculously pale woman yesterday too. I'd heard her name plenty on TV. It was obvious that dick belonged to Kang Juhyuk. There was no way not to know who either of them were. …Only an idiot wouldn't know. Since he'd shown me this much.
“Hey, you crazy bastard…!”
“Why are you suddenly angry? You said you weren't angry.”
“You, when the hell did you film this! Huh?”
I shoved Kang Juhyuk's shoulder hard as he shamelessly ran his mouth while shoving that ridiculous video in my face. But that damn huge shoulder didn't budge no matter how hard I pushed. The sound of that vulgar woman sucking his dick had stopped, but I remembered all too clearly the expression on Kang Juhyuk's face as he came messily afterward, even without looking.
“Let go! You crazy psycho pervert bastard…!”
“…Why. Are you in a bad mood because your boyfriend got his dick sucked by another woman?”
“Of course that would….”
…That expression, wearing a satisfied smile so unlike him while slightly softening those sharp eyes.
“…Can you make it clear whether you're my boyfriend or not?”
“…Crazy bastard…”
“Why get so worked up over that crazy bastard playing around with a crazy bitch. …Huh?”
His gaze pierced right through me, as if he knew exactly what I was thinking. Even if I wanted to avoid his intense stare, I couldn't. …Because he'd grabbed my chin at some point.
“…Even if I met other women besides my senior, it wouldn't be a problem, right? No?”
“…”
“Answer me. No, or yes.”
He leaned in close, exhaling hot breath as he demanded an answer.
“……No.”
“Right. It's not a problem. No matter who I meet.”
Whatever woman he met, whatever time he spent with them. It had nothing to do with me. Even though he'd already torn down every line there was, he drew a new one right in front of me.
“Whether I let this girl suck my dick and play around, or seduce your little sister and fuck her. Or drink myself stupid with my old senior outside. It's none of your business, right? Huh?”
“…I already said it's not, you son of a bitch…”
“Then I'll call her and tell her to come over, so can I have sex with her?”
“…What…?”
“The girl sucking my dick on the phone is resting upstairs with your sister right now. …If I call her, she'll come. Want to hide in your room for a bit? Ah, if you want to watch, you can. She won't refuse either.”
“…”
If I had no feelings for him, there'd be no reason to refuse, right? He drew yet another line behind the one he'd already drawn and shoved me far behind it. …You bastard. Do you only feel satisfied after pushing me off a cliff like that?
“Ah, if you don't like doing it at home, I'll book a hotel room and play around. I'll make sure to come back before you go to sleep, so don't worry.”
“…”
“…Can you give me an answer? Is it okay, or not.”
“…It's not…, mmph…”
The moment I spat out that anger, he dyed the inside of my mouth with his hot saliva. As if he'd been waiting for me to say those words. Sticky. Violently.
“…Haa…, haa…”
“…Why isn't it okay.”
“…Because I feel sorry for any woman who's dating a psychopath like you.”
“She didn't look particularly pitiful though? …She's even worse than me, judging by what she said.”
He easily crushed even my last bit of logic with that crazy bitch's happily smiling face. What the hell did she see in this kind of psychopath that made her happily suck his dick and smile? An idol, no less. What the hell was she lacking?
“…She's the same kind of crazy bitch as you, so it doesn't matter.”
“Ah, really? Then can I call her over right now?”
“No.”
Saying that kind of shit while sucking a worthless man's dick. She clearly introduced him as her boyfriend. What the hell was she thinking, doing this on our first meeting. …Doing this kind of thing in someone else's house?
“What's the reason?”
“You said it yourself, didn't you? …That she's a sex slave. Me.”
…That slutty bitch. She wasn't even being blackmailed like me. Without even knowing what kind of psychopath this man was.
“…Isn't a slave not allowed to tell her master not to bring in new slaves?”
“…Right.”
…Without knowing at all how terrifying it was to be treated like a real slave, like a pet.
“Then don't bring other slaves into my house. …It pisses me off.”
Could she really say that kind of thing so casually? …Stupid bitch.
“…What kind of master cooks for his slave every day?”
“They even pour out feed for pets. …And put a dog collar on them, you son of a bitch.”
“Ah, right. …A pet does seem a bit more wholesome than a sex slave, doesn't it?”
A total pervert with no sense of decency, casually calling his roommate a “pet.”
“Then sit. Haeun.”
“…”
“Ah…, you don't listen well. …Then. Here, hand.”
“…”
“…Good girl.”
You'll soon find out how terrifying it is to be tamed by Kang Juhyuk. Even if I tried to stop it, I couldn't. I hope you break down even more miserably than I did. …But in the end, you'll just be a bigger slut than me anyway.