Chapter 107
Chapter 107
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 107
Chapter Title: Disheveled Night
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Yukika started to believe without a doubt that I wouldn't lay a hand on her, so she let her guard down and relaxed. If anything, it felt like she was even more at ease than I was.
Room service arrived, and as we divvied up the food with happy munching sounds, she flashed me bright smiles.
"Here, you drink this."
I held out a glass of fruit wine to Yukika.
"Huh? What's this?"
"Fruit wine. I ordered it specially since you don't like alcohol."
"If it's fruit wine... it's not really booze, right?"
"Well, it is alcohol. But it's way better than strong stuff like this."
I shook the champagne in my hand.
Yukika glanced back and forth between the champagne and the fruit wine in front of her. By process of elimination, the fruit wine won out, and she reached for it.
"Hold on, let me pour it for you."
"Okayyy... sure."
Yukika politely gripped her glass with both hands and held it out to me, ready for her first drink in life.
That sight brought a pleased smile to my face as I poured the wine steadily—glug glug glug glug.
"The color... it's so pretty..."
The fruit wine had a sweet, vibrant hue like a fruit drink.
That visual alone was enough to crumble the mental barrier she'd built against alcohol.
The glass touched Yukika's lips, leaving a faint pink lipstick mark.
"Mmm... Huh? It's booze, but... why's it so sweet?!"
Yukika's eyes went wide, as if she'd just discovered a whole new world.
She alternated glances between me and the fruit wine, her eyes sparkling.
"That's what makes it fruit wine. It's made from fruit, you know? I don't know the details, but because of all the fruit in it, it's super sweet and tasty compared to regular booze."
Good call ordering the fruit wine separately.
If I'd just gotten champagne and suggested we share, she never would've touched it. But giving her options made her think fruit wine was acceptable, and she chugged it right down.
Truth be told, that fruit wine packs a punch in terms of alcohol content...
After her first sip, Yukika gained some confidence—or maybe she just fell for the sweetness—and started gulping it down more boldly.
"Gulp gulp... Ahh! It's delicious!"
"Told you it's good. See? Nothing to it. Why were you so nervous?"
"Yeah, you're right. I dunno, I always thought booze would be kinda sultry and grown-up or something? Hehe."
"By the way, Yukika, your Korean's getting even better. Your pronunciation's spot on now."
"Of course! I practice enunciation every single day!"
She flashed a V-sign over one eye and giggled to herself.
She was radiating so much cuteness that even the most stone-hearted person would melt—and despite my efforts to keep a straight face, I couldn't stop my lips from curling up...
"Ahem... Yukika. Pour me one too."
"Oh, sure!"
Yukika set down her half-empty glass and picked up the champagne bottle.
True to her polite nature, she held the top and bottom balanced perfectly and poured just the right amount into my glass without spilling.
Champagne filled to the brim—not like beer. It was her first time, after all.
And I wanted to give her plenty with warm intentions.
I downed half the glass and set it down.
"Yukika, for champagne or soju, you only fill it halfway. It's pretty strong stuff."
"Oh no! Sorry! It was my first time pouring!"
"It's fine. It was cute how you did it."
"...Eep..♡"
Her silky hair cascaded down as she bowed her head.
Her cheeks flushed visibly.
Not from the alcohol.
She always blushed like that whenever I complimented her looks.
"Your first drink, and the first pour you gave... all mine, huh?"
"Hehe... yeah... how'd that happen... heehee..."
Now she was pouring and drinking the fruit wine on her own.
Delicious food and sweet booze.
Her mouth never stopped moving, and the more she drank, the more the buzz would build.
That innocent-looking girl all messed up from drink... damn, who knows what I'd do then...
Just then, Yukika snapped her fingers like she'd remembered something.
"Oh right! Director, when's your birthday?"
"Huh? Why?"
"I said I'd read your fortune!"
"Oh yeah. That'll be fun."
Yukika pulled a deck of cards from her pocket.
'What're those? Playing cards?'
I figured it was Western-style fortune-telling, but the illustrations inside were Eastern motifs—swallows, yokai, shamans, samurai, and such.
Yukika shuffled the deck and laid several cards face-down on the table. It looked just like setting traps in a card game, which made me chuckle.
"Huh? Why're you laughing?!"
"I thought a shaman reading fortunes would be all mystical and intriguing, but seeing it up close, it's just so adorable. Cute."
Yukika puffed out her cheeks like a kid insisting she wasn't a child.
"I'm pretty good at this, you know! Hurry up and tell me your birthday!! Hic."
Yukika urged me on, even hiccuping. No way she's drunk already...?
Whatever, works for me.
"Alright, alright. October 15th."
"October 15th..."
Yukika muttered it to herself and rearranged the cards.
The eight cards in a row scattered like constellations at her whim. She drew two more and placed them in front of me, then clapped her hands together like she was done.
"Pick one of the two cards in front of you!"
"Hmm..."
I chose the one on the right. Yukika flipped it over, checked it, and showed it to me.
A card crammed with rice cookers in some warehouse.
Honestly, I had no clue what it depicted.
"Business fortune."
"Business?"
"Yeah, are you planning something outside your current work?"
"Well... kinda."
Once Mafdu ended, talks about expanding the station's business had been floating around.
That's why I'd been so busy lately...
But as station director, business stuff is constant. Too vague...
'Tch...'
Am I starting to suspect she's the real deal?
Just for fun, just for fun.
While I thought that to myself, Yukika flipped over two more cards on her own.
"Huh? Buy out... someone else's...? I'm no expert on business, but you're looking to acquire something from another person?! Hic!"
"....."
She's good...
Just like she said, we'd been discussing acquiring an OTT platform at the station lately.
That's for later, though. Yukika's skills were just impressive.
"You're really spot on. Yeah, we're prepping to acquire a company. Can't say more yet."
"Hehe, see? Our family shrine's pretty hi—hic. Famous... Huh? But the... cost..."
"Hm?"
"This reading... um... the price is... a woman...?"
"....?"
She showed me a card with a woman on it, but I couldn't make sense of it.
A woman as payment...? What horny scheme is future me plotting...
"Director, are you... doing something with a woman? Huh?"
"...Yukika."
"Yes?"
I was sitting across from her, but I scooted right up next to her.
"H-Huh?!"
Yukika panicked at my bold move.
She hunched her shoulders, trying to pull away, but I held her shoulder and spoke gently.
"Business fortune's enough. You know how to read compatibility too?"
"H-Huh... Yeah... but your hand..."
"You're so pretty, Yukika. It's like petting a cute little puppy. Don't feel burdened."
I grinned slyly.
Whether from the buzz clouding her judgment or trust in me, Yukika soon yielded her smooth shoulder meekly.
For the record, her outfit left her shoulders bare, and the soft skin felt amazing.
Plus, the thin bra strap kept brushing my hand, making my dick twitch.
"Eep..! Um... compatibility is...?"
"Yeah... this. Can you check how their fortunes mesh if they teamed up?"
I pulled five photos from my pocket.
Naturally, they featured Sua, Sihyeon, Dahyeon, A-yeon, and A-yul.
"Th-These are...? The Mafdu trainees...?"
"Yeah. Give it a look."
I rattled off their birthdays, and Yukika spread out cards, interpreting their mysterious meanings.
"...! Oh my god. The synergy's perfect—not too much, not too little. Absolute harmony! Put 'em together, and they'd succeed even throwing shit at the wall!"
"What? That good?"
"Yes! And they... match your yin-yang perfectly too!"
Yes! True compatibility doesn't lie!
Those pussies clung tight with powerful squeezes while warmly enveloping my cock—legendary.
Their owners were made for my dick, no doubt.
And... I was curious about Yukika's compatibility too, her giving off a faint boozy scent beside me, her posture starting to slump...
"Hng... Ung...♡"
She subtly leaned into my arms, then pulled away.
Repeating the motion to signal she was drunk.
She didn't even notice my hand sliding from her shoulder to brush the side of her breast as she focused on the photos.
"But... why these trainees...? And as a team... hic, fortunes...? Somethin'... hng... weird... hic! Wait...?!"
Yukika pondered with hazy eyes, then looked up at me as realization hit.
"D-Director?! You're debuting them as a team like this?!"
"...."
"Th-That's... rig-rigging it, right?!"
"Hey now, just because you're good doesn't mean you jump to conclusions!"
I pressed a finger to her lips, then stroked her cheek softly.
"H-Hng! That's...!! Bad...!"
"Hold on. One more combo I'm curious about."
I added one more photo to the table.
A glamorous shot where the girl outshone the scenic backdrop.
Yukika's photo.
"...!!"
"I want you in there too, Yukika..."
"S-Stop!!! Pretend I didn't hear that!!!!"
"?! Wait, Yukika, hold on."
Yukika shot up from her seat and started hunting for her cardigan, like she was about to leave.
But her stumbling steps, her fading balance. And the bed right there.
Plop—
Yukika collapsed onto the bed.
"U-Ung..?"
"You're wasted... Fruit wine's got high proof, I told you..."
The fruit wine bottle was empty already.
Her sips turned to gulps, and she drained it all.
"H-Hng..! Can't... stand..."
"Yukika, just sleep it off. You can't make it back to the dorm like this anyway."
"But..."
"Don't worry. Close your eyes and rest..."
"U-Ung... Okayyy..."
Yukika's eyes fluttered shut.
"Hm...."
Hic.
Damn, am I drunk too?
And hot as hell.
I stripped off a layer, then another.
Just because it was stuffy.
Yeah, fully undressed felt refreshing and cool all over.
Come to think of it, was Yukika hot too..?
I headed to the bed.
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"Ung...? Hng...?"
Yukika was in a total daze, half-asleep.
An inexplicable emptiness. But a thin fabric draped over it.
The unfamiliar sensation pressed against her bare skin, and though she didn't know why, she couldn't snap out of it—completely undone by the alcohol.
"U... Hng... Director.. hng.."
Yukika barely made out Director Kim Han-seo's figure in her wavering vision.
Solid build, tall stature, broad shoulders. Topped with a handsome, striking face.
And above all, that aura like he'd sweep her off her feet at first sight.
But none of that mattered right now.
The most important thing was the director stark naked.
Then, as she shifted, she distinctly felt her soft skin brush the sheets, and that erotic sensation made her speak.
"D-Director...?"