Chapter 36
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 36
Chapter Title: Park Hana and Darae
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Huuk... huuk...
Park Hana's breathing began to grow more and more ragged.
This was beyond her limit.
The higher one's realm, the larger the vessel in her body that could hold a man's pheromones...
But Geum Taeyang's pheromones were fundamentally different from those of other men.
They were far heavier and stickier by comparison.
Once they entered her body, they weren't easily absorbed. And she'd spent the entire date with her face buried in his shoulder, breathing in that scent of Geum Taeyang's pheromones.
It was no wonder Park Hana had gone into heat.
On top of that, hadn't he toyed with her breasts like playthings back at Insaeng's Four Cuts, even snapping photos?
And inside the theater, he'd intertwined their fingers tight, just like a pair of lovers truly in love.
By the time the movie ended, Park Hana could barely walk straight.
"I think I drank too much soda."
"I... I need to hit the bathroom..."
"Ugh... this theater's scent is killer."
"No wonder it's so pricey."
The one silver lining was that everyone in the theater had been exposed to Geum Taeyang's pheromones.
Women with low resistance and realms when it came to men had all gone into heat easily, shuffling off toward the restrooms with awkward gaits.
"I'll wait for you."
"Yeah...!!"
But what set Park Hana apart from the others was that she was essentially Geum Taeyang's slave.
How could a slave keep her master waiting?
Park Hana quickly handled her business, changed into spare panties, and fixed her makeup.
It had taken over fifteen minutes. Even rushing, the women's restroom was never just for relieving oneself.
Fifteen minutes was remarkably quick.
"Shall we go?"
"Yes. But we're doing it again tonight, so no skipping out in the bathroom, okay?"
"I... I didn't... I handled it as fast as I could..."
Geum Taeyang, however, had never dated a woman before.
He didn't grasp that women took forever in the bathroom once they went in.
Unless they were masturbating or something, what could possibly take so long?
"Sure, sure."
"For real...! I... I only hold back because you're watching, Taeyang... I wouldn't do that anywhere..."
"Got it."
Park Hana protested her innocence, but Geum Taeyang just smiled, gazing at her as if he understood everything.
"Ugh...!!!"
"On to the next stop, then?"
She couldn't bring herself to admit she'd fixed her makeup just to look pretty for him.
With that, Park Hana let Geum Taeyang lead her toward the department store.
"I was gonna pick something out myself originally... but I didn't know what you'd like, Big Sis. So pick whatever you want this time. Don't worry about the price—I've got plenty of money."
"Uh... uh?!"
Park Hana began browsing the department store.
What would be the best thing to get...
A handbag?
Honestly, men only cared about women's handbags to check how expensive they were.
They didn't give a damn about functionality or looks.
Handbag out.
What should she buy to look even more beautiful to Geum Taeyang?
She pondered and pondered.
Click-clack.
The sharp sound of her high heels echoed clearly.
'This is bad.'
Geum Taeyang broke into a cold sweat, recalling how shopping with women was hell.
They'd already lapped the store once... but Park Hana still hadn't decided on anything.
He regretted telling her to pick what she wanted.
But the water was spilled.
"How about this?"
"This? Isn't this men's clothing?"
After circling the department store, Park Hana finally entered the 'Male Cosplay Woman' boutique.
Men's stores were VIP-only, and besides, they were full of clothes that wouldn't fit Geum Taeyang anyway.
This world's men were either skinny anchovies or short pigs.
"To be precise... these are clothes made exclusively for Male Cosplay Women... but they seem perfect for you, Taeyang?"
"You're buying my clothes as your gift to me?"
"Yeah! Is that no good? Seeing you look so cool would be the best gift for me."
Geum Taeyang eyed the outfit Park Hana held out.
A oversized hoodie and wide cargo pants.
His current black suit was stylish... but it wasn't great for a long date. He was starting to look tired.
Suits weren't made for extended activity.
So Park Hana decided to swap his outfit as her real birthday gift.
"Alright."
Understanding her intentions, Geum Taeyang headed into the fitting room.
"Wh-what about me?"
"You got me too worked up, Big Sis."
Of course, while tugging her hand along.
Thud! Thud!!
Loud noises echoed from the fitting room, but the Enforcers lurking in the shadows kept the sounds from escaping.
But they couldn't hide the violently shaking walls.
'Horny bitches...'
The sales clerk watching it all cursed inwardly even as she rang up the clothes Geum Taeyang and Park Hana handed her after emerging.
'What kind of crazy fucks are they?'
After they left, the clerk checked the fitting room and clutched her forehead at the puddle on the floor.
Handjobs like this? First time ever.
Sniff sniff...
"What perfume is that scent...?"
But soon, addicted to Geum Taeyang's lingering pheromones, the clerk began mopping the floor with her own body.
Wearing the outfit Park Hana had picked, Geum Taeyang chose a cafe to wrap up the date.
There was no better spot to sit, relax, and chat.
"What do you want, Big Sis?"
"I'll have an iced Americano."
"I'll go order."
"No way. I'll do it!!!"
After such a blissfully happy day thanks to Geum Taeyang, Park Hana jumped up to place the order herself.
Just as they both stood...
"Geum Mari?"
Darae, in gray leggings and a pink sports bra, spotted him and waved hello.
"Oh? Boss. Hey there."
"I thought you were off today... so you came here on a date with her?"
Darae glared at Geum Taeyang, eyes narrowed in fury.
To Park Hana, it was downright offensive. How dare she glare at her man like that?
"Yeah. Right, Big Sis Hana? This is the owner of the place where I work part-time."
'Big Sis Hana...?'
Recalling how he'd ditched her mid-"gathering" for this woman's call before, Darae gritted her teeth.
Was it because of this bitch that she'd even destroyed her own circle?
She didn't know where this woman had crawled out from, but she wasn't anything special compared to Darae...
And her pussy had come before Darae's?
Darae's eyes flared wide.
"...So you're the one Mari ran off to in the middle of our gathering(?). Nice to meet you. I'm Darae."
"Not thrilled to meet you. Don't care about your name."
"Figured. Mind if I sit? No seats left in the cafe."
"Plenty of seats, though?"
The cafe wasn't empty, but there were definitely open spots.
Darae ignored Park Hana completely and plopped down anyway.
"I ran into someone I know. We can sit together for a bit. I'll have a caramel macchiato."
"Coming right up."
"Ha! Don't go. She said she'd get it."
"Big Sis. Be right back. You two play nice."
"Ugh... Fine."
Despite grabbing at Geum Taeyang amid Darae's bullying, Park Hana bowed to the sweet whisper in her ear and relented.
"So, not gonna tell me your name?"
"Curious now? Thought there wasn't much about me you cared for."
"True... but I wanna know who blew me off through Mari."
"Blew you off? Ha... Guess you weren't that hot."
"Wh-what? What do you know!!"
"Then why'd he leave?"
Darae scowled, at a loss for words.
"So... why are you two here? On a date or something?"
"Celebrating my birthday. We've already hit the movies and the department store."
Park Hana smirked mockingly, as if to say, Bet you can't top that.
"What?"
Darae reeled in shock.
A date? Fine, whatever. Lesbians went on dates all the time.
But celebrating a birthday?
What even was a birthday?
It was the day to give thanks to the biological dad who brought you into this world.
For daughters with dads around, it was the day to shower them with gifts and cash while shouting gratitude.
If born from sperm bank donors, it was the day to send donation money and thank-you letters to faceless, nameless dads.
And on that sacred day... a date?
With a woman?
'She... she gave up that for him?'
Darae chewed her lip raw.
This wasn't romance. It was straight-up domestication.
Did Geum Mari really have that much value?
Enough to skip thanking her nameless, faceless dad who gave her life?
'Fuck... fuck... fuck!!'
Darae cursed inwardly while hanging her head.
She regretted hiring that crazy psycho lesbian Mari... but felt pathetic for thinking she had to devote everything to him anyway.
"Got it? Then beat it."
"Ha... I can do that much too?!"
"Do what?"
Their conversation ran parallel from misunderstandings, but they were definitely fighting.
"Why fight when you just met?"
"Hmph!"
"Hmph!"
Only when Geum Taeyang returned with the coffee did they stop.
"Wasn't fighting. Just letting this clueless bitch know her place."
"Clueless?"
But soon they were glaring daggers again.
Just as they leaned in, ready to clash, Geum Taeyang intervened.
Smooth... smooth...
He began stroking both Park Hana's and Darae's asses.
"Both of you, quit fighting and sit."
"Mmm...♡"
Watching Park Hana turn into a meek kitten in seconds, Darae bit her lip hard.
'Th-this... bastard... You think I'm that easy!? And why's she so obedient, like she's taking orders from a man?'
Unable to comprehend yet somehow getting it, Darae slowly pulled her torso back upright.
After all, she'd destroyed her own circle out of desire for Geum Taeyang... so she could somewhat understand Park Hana's reaction.
"Drink up first. Coffee's here."
Slurp... slurp...
The two sipped their straws in silence, still shooting death stares.
Geum Taeyang figured if Darae stuck around, the awkwardness would drag on.
'Gotta fuck Boss Darae soon too. At this rate.'
Park Hana got along fine with the Enforcers—at least in front of him.
Rumor had it that catfights in front of a shared man were poor etiquette unless he wanted them.
So even though Park Hana and Darae were scrapping now... sticking his dick in Darae's pussy would end that.
But not today.
"Boss. It's Big Sis's day today. I'll do whatever you want next time, so could you head out?"
"..."
Darae stared at Geum Taeyang wordlessly for a moment.
Why should she bend over backward for him?
Part-timer and boss—that was their deal.
Wasn't it over the line for a lesbian bitch to tell her to leave because another woman was uncomfortable?
Squeeze...
But in the end, Darae clutched his hand tight. She'd shattered her circle for him, resolved to give everything.
Obeying him was her only path.
Still embarrassed, she turned her head away before speaking.
"You'll really do whatever I want...?"
"Yeah. Hang in there just a bit longer, Darae."
"Mmm..."
Darae's face flushed crimson at his expert ass-patting, and she fled the cafe.
"Sorry, Big Sis. Didn't expect to run into the boss."
"Mmm. It's fine. But 'whatever you want' means..."
"Sex, obviously? I like Boss Darae too."
"R-really?! I thought she was some girl hitting on you..."
"It's okay. Jealousy's fine today—it's your day."
With Darae gone, the two chatted sweetly.
About an hour in the cafe like that.
"Time to head home? Did you have fun today?"
"Yeah... so much fun!"
As it was time to return, Geum Taeyang and Park Hana left the cafe.
"Look over there."
"Lesbo couple? Wild."
They strolled intimately down the street and arrived home.
Click.
The moment the door shut...
Park Hana stripped off her clothes right away.
The stifling heat rising from her skin showed how long she'd held back.
It made Geum Taeyang's cock throb hard.
"Ooh, tonight I'll satisfy you, Taeyang!!"
"Sure."
With womanly gusto, Park Hana pinned Geum Taeyang to the bed.
After all... the ultimate birthday gift couldn't exclude Geum Taeyang's massive cock.