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If I had not been Jeong-hyeon, Jeong Da-jeong would undoubtedly be in some motel room right now, locked in a second round.
Her clothes torn to shreds, palm prints leaving bruises all over her body, she would have been fucked senseless until she passed out.
Jeong-hyeon was truly serious about deflowering women.
Once he locked onto a weakness, he never let go.
He would have exploited the fact that Jeong Da-jeong had poured so much affection into this cafe and blackmailed her with photos somehow.
I, who had created that person, had briefly entertained similar fantasies the moment I saw the photos.
Even if I denied it as much as I wanted, it was a clear fact that my body and mind were completely hooked on her.
The only problem was that she was no longer a virgin.
As a result, I had become unable to get aroused through Jeong Da-jeong anymore.
“Haa…… I’m going crazy.”
I had thought that was the end of it.
I slammed the notebook shut, which had been making me write, leaned back against the chair, grabbed my head, and let out a deep sigh.
However, the situation remained unchanged.
The cruel reality was telling me the severity of my predicament.
It was a content that was hard to even put into words.
I was only twenty-four.
After serving in the active duty with a proper body, I had returned to health through steady exercise around the time of discharge.
Since then, I had been living a vibrant life where I had to exercise one time a day without fail.
“…….”
No matter what material I looked at, there was no reaction.
[Ang, aaang… haaang…!]
In the monitor screen, a woman was lying in a lewd posture and letting out insane screams.
On the phone screen, it was the Baek A-in illustration I had ordered that had stimulated me the most among the various ones.
One side was breeding press, and the other was a lewd bitch illustration with her limbs tightly bound and sitting on a bathroom toilet with her legs spread wide.
Both positions could have erected my penis anywhere, yet there was not even a twitch from below.
I grabbed my hair with the intention of tearing it out, but then dropped my hands helplessly.
“Son of a bitch……”
I muttered a curse that flowed out from the deepest part of my heart.
At that moment, a tear rolled down my cheek.
The fact that a word like that had come out of my mouth, which had decided not to use vulgar language even in daily life at minimum, proved that I could not escape this reality.
“Ha, haha……”
I just laughed emptily.
Erectile dysfunction.
Just thinking of those four words made every hair on my body stand on end.
It was terrifying that I would experience such a thing in my young age.
I guess you know how much stress I must have been under during my working hours.
Jeong Da-jeong.
With just one shot from her, my precious thing was ruined so miserably…….
Was it even possible to feel a greater disappointment than this in my life?
Probably not.
My greatest dream since I started writing smut was to embrace the woman I loved and deflower her virgin pussy carefully.
However, I already knew that in reality, it was impossible.
That kind of dream was only possible for someone like Jeong-hyeon, who surrounded himself with nothing but virgins.
I just wanted to share a deep love after a normal relationship.
Was this too much of a dream?
For a man like me who had been filled with lewd thoughts about the women Jeong-hyeon would deflower all day long, would even that be denied?
It might be.
Perhaps I was hated for some other reason.
But even if I was hated, that wasn’t it.
I didn’t even know if I could even date, yet they would suddenly make it so I couldn’t even get an erection.
If there was no partner, I would at least have to satisfy myself somehow to live like an ordinary person, but they wouldn’t even let me do that.
What kind of meaning is there in throwing a tantrum and dying like me?
I slammed my forehead against the desk hard.
After repeating it a few times, even though my forehead hurt terribly, some rationality seemed to return.
[ Haaang……!]
But when I saw the screen of the adult video that had just reached its climax, a heavy sense of emptiness hit me.
The man was receiving all kinds of services and was dumping his seed thickly into that beautiful woman’s pussy.
What the hell was that guy doing…?
“……Haa.”
Pushing aside the heavy heart, I shut down the desktop and threw the phone onto the bed.
“I’ll just write the script.”
I still couldn’t get erect.
[ Ta-hyeon roughly tears off Isae’s nurse uniform, slams her screaming against the wall. ]
[ Why? To wake up her sleeping brother next door and do it together? ]
[ Isae, who suddenly becomes completely naked, struggles to cover her body while trembling all over, and eventually submits by lying facedown in front of Ta-hyeon. ]
[ Ta-hyeon stomps on Isae’s pleading head several times, demanding he leave her brother alone, grabs her by the hair, and flips her back roughly. ]
In my head, the image of Isae being crushed and bent at the waist, just like the adult video I saw earlier, was clearly drawn, yet strangely there was no arousal.
[ Lie down straight with your legs spread. You bitch. ]
The moment I put a period at the end of the last sentence, the thought of “I’m fucked” began to dominate my mind.
Because I had accumulated know-how while serializing a long-form novel, I could maintain at least some form.
But I couldn’t rely on past sensations forever.
In the end, I would be the one who got tired first and collapsed.
The reason my smut, , was a novel tailored to my own tastes was because I had no intention of making money from it.
That was why, as precious reviews piled up, when I eventually succeeded in climbing the ranking, I was just happy to gain personal satisfaction and money at the same time.
But if I went like this, my satisfaction would obviously plummet.
I had to stop that no matter what.
I had been thinking that way.
Even until I set up the reservation for today’s episode, showered, and lay on the bed.
As a result, even as the early morning clock hands flowed restlessly,
[ Plop, plop…. ]
[ Slurp, slurp… chuuuup… uhe… chuulup, chuulup…. ]
[ Ung! Ueng, ueng, huaa…! ]
I was watching the adult video while stroking my dead penis.
I was furiously jerking off the slimy pillar harder than ever.
[ Vuurit, vuurrit…! ]
[ Huuuueee……! ]
I was enjoying the sight of thick cum overflowing into the actress’s pussy.
But the reaction that appeared from my lower body was just a ‘twinge.’
“Hahaha…….”
Should I say I’m thankful that precum came out…?
I don’t know anymore.
*
“Who is it?”
“This is the manager here. Who is this?”
“I’m an albae.”
Jeong Da-jeong’s first meeting with me had started like this.
“Hello! I heard a lot about you from Imo! My name is Jeong Da-jeong. I worked with Imo for about two years.”
“I can’t drink coffee well because of kids’ tastes, but I’ve drunk a lot of sweet drinks. I’ll pick up new recipes quickly once I’ve seen them a few times. Just give me as much time as needed to adapt to the new manager, and I can finish adapting and start working right away.”
“My only special thing is that, as the name says, I can give my love equally to everyone. I’ll work hard so that all the customers, like the expression your manager is making now, can smile brightly at me!”
“I’ll be counting on you from today. Manager~”
The trigger for suddenly recalling the past memories was relatively simple.
I woke up but there was no alarm.
“Son of a bitch…… I fucked it up.”
When I checked the time, it was already 8:20.
In that split second, many thoughts flashed through my mind.
How stupid would I have been to skip all five alarms I set from 7:30?
I hurriedly moved as fast as possible, finished my morning preparations, and left the house.
I had never been late before, but I had messed up the day after something happened with Da-jeong.
I wonder what Da-jeong was thinking inside.
Although I had been venting my resentment toward non-virgin Jeong Da-jeong right until the moment I fell asleep, that was only from the perspective of a smut writer.
From the perspective of cafe manager Baek Jeong-hyeon, Jeong Da-jeong was the most precious first employee I had.
So, at times like this, I should have treated her even better, but because I was caught in the obsession to at least set her up once, I had slept through it.
I had definitely gone crazy.
Da-jeong, I’m sorry……! As compensation for what I couldn’t do, I’ll give you double the bonus……!
With tears in my eyes, I sprinted to the cafe and immediately grabbed the door handle.
“Eh…?”
The cafe door was locked.
Current time: 8:55.
One hour and five minutes before cafe opening.
But where on earth had our Jeong Da-jeong gone?
My simple action of unlocking the door and opening it suddenly brought a surge of anger.
No way…… It can’t be…?
Showing an irresponsible attitude by not coming to work myself and letting her rest together was…….
No, not that.
I shook my head.
This mindset was not acceptable.
There were even three missed calls, and a chat asking [ Manager, are you very late? ] came in.
Da-jeong must have had some reason too. I had no idea what happened on the way here.
Besides, I was the one who had caused the delay by sleeping in.
So I had no right to be angry at her.
At least not yet.
I stepped into the dimly lit cafe.
I turned on the lights and headed to the restroom to start cleaning around.
“Was the restroom door not closed when you left yesterday…?”
The women’s restroom door was closed, but the men’s restroom door was half open with light leaking out.
I walked down the corridor with curiosity.
At that moment.
“Ah… aaang… o, oppa… there… there… feels good… hahueung…”
The woman’s moaning voice struck my ears.
It was the voice I knew.
The clear sound of water accompanied by Jeong Da-jeong’s voice.