Chapter 147
Chapter 147
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 147
Chapter Title: Ayul's Coming Willingly..?
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Four members of Seras were now confirmed.
They'd all been part of my original plan, but there were still just two who hadn't given me their answer yet.
As expected, those two were the kind of bold girls who might think they could climb the ranks on their own merit without giving me their bodies, so I'd known they'd hold out until the very end.
But the longer they did, the more impatient my cock got.
Ayul and Ayeon.
Even the first time I'd fucked them, it'd taken a ton of effort.
They'd resisted so much it almost felt like rape, and it'd drained me completely.
Of course, the sense of conquest had doubled because of it.
Anyway, both of them had sky-high pride and never did anything gracefully—they were always snapping at me, flipping out on guys, and wailing like banshees, which didn't seem like their fate at all. But if you looked closely, there were subtle differences between them.
Ayeon had such towering self-esteem that it bordered on arrogance; her nose was stuck up so high from all that confidence—or rather, conceit. She knew exactly how great she was, a haughty woman through and through.
She had strong opinions and hated backing down, but that icy, cool white hair of hers suited her personality pretty well.
Her looks matched too—sleek and sharply beautiful. Even her cries left a dizzyingly intense impression on my ears.
Ayul, on the other hand, hated showing her emotions to others and got embarrassed easily, so she was the shy, standoffish type.
With that strong pride mixed in with all her bashfulness, sometimes she acted like she hated it when she didn't really, and other times she truly did... In the end, she was such a hardcore tsundere that it was impossible to tell what she really wanted or felt right now.
Just like at this very moment.
"Hmph. Why'd you make me come all the way here? You could've just done it over KakaoTalk!"
It was nighttime, that cozy hour.
Ayul stood in the middle of my living room with her arms crossed, declaring it loud and clear.
For the record, Ayul had been the one to contact me first on KakaoTalk, saying she had something to ask.
I'd figured, like any aspiring idol, she was implying she'd trade her body for a debut spot, so I shot back right away with "Let's fuck." After that, I got a barrage of insults and disgust for a good long while before her phone finally stopped buzzing.
"You're the one who blew up at me like that, so I wanted to talk face-to-face."
"You think I'd be all smiles and flattered by that kind of trash talk?"
"Sorry, sorry. I thought you were asking me to get you a debut spot..."
"Ugh, how do you always twist things like that..."
"You're secretly super shy, so I figured you'd need some gentle buildup."
Ayul rubbed her arms like my words had given her goosebumps, freaking out in horror.
"What? What was that? Ha, don't treat me like some joke! Why would I ever contact you first for... for that kind of thing?! Let me make this crystal clear: I've never once done it with you because I wanted to. I'm only putting up with it because of my family situation and the support I'm getting. If it weren't for that...!"
Ayul narrowed her pretty eyes and glared at me.
Her brows furrowed tight, her moist lips pressed into a thin line as she treated me like some gross creep. But far from scaring me, she looked so damn feisty it only made me quicken my steps toward her.
"I wouldn't have just sat still either... Wh-what?! D-don't come any closer!"
It might've been my imagination, but as she told me to stay back with her cheeks flushing red, those warm-looking cheeks seemed full of shy excitement.
And her outfit—why'd she have to dress so provocatively? A tight white dress that showed off almost all her thighs, off-shoulder top blatantly revealing her bra straps, accentuating her seductive shoulders in the most outrageous way.
She'd loosely thrown on a light gray cardigan to cover up a bit, but it was still pretty slutty.
It might've felt a tad mismatched with her baby-faced look, but her body was so mature and well-developed that it worked without a hitch.
'Damn, she's stacked and sleek as hell...'
As I took one step, then two toward her, Ayul backed away three steps, then four.
The sharp-tongued girl who'd been venting her anger was gone, replaced by one adorable little kitten stirring up my protective instincts.
"What's wrong? I just got a little closer."
"You getting close means sexual harassment, molestation, rape...!"
Ayul had nowhere left to retreat, her back pressed against the balcony door in the living room, fully on guard.
Anyone would've thought she was cornered and about to get assaulted the way she was tensing up—and yet she still treated me like a sex offender to the end.
'She's got some real guts...'
Made me wanna fuck her senseless.
I stretched my arm out next to her head, looming threateningly.
Thud!
"Eek!"
My hand hit the balcony door she was leaning against, putting us exactly an arm's length apart—close if you wanted it to be, far if you didn't.
I looked straight down at that pretty little face.
"No, Ayul. You keep treating me like trash criminal scum, and it hurts my feelings. Who paid your grandma's hospital bills?"
"...You did, Director."
"Who got you on Mapdu?"
"Ugh... You did, Director..."
"Who made it possible for your little brother to keep playing soccer and moved your family out of that shanty town to somewhere livable?"
"...It was all thanks to you, Director..."
"So? Am I still the guy doing sexual harassment and rape?!"
I grabbed her delicate shoulders and shook her, demanding an answer.
Her long hair swayed, her perky tits bouncing vulgarly.
If she'd been stripped naked, it'd have made a gorgeous painting—but that was a shame.
"Huh?! Not talking?!"
"Kyaa! W-wait a sec. Stop shaking me!"
"Answer me! Am I trash?!"
"N-no...! When I think about it again..."
Ayul shot me a dirty look like she was about to unload some choice words,
"When I think about it... Ugh, you're trash! Dirty trash Director! You used all that as an excuse to grope my body! You molested my tits like crazy!! Who do you think you are, playing charity angel? You defiled me! You disgusting beast!!"
"..."
Sure enough, she unleashed a torrent of curses and revulsion.
I'd wondered why she was submitting so quietly for once.
"Sigh. Fine, whatever... You're not wrong."
I wasn't some real rapist monster to begin with, and I hadn't planned to force her this time anyway.
So I let go of Ayul and plopped down on the sofa like it was no big deal.
Ayul looked stunned that I'd released her so easily, peeking at me cautiously. When I gestured to the seat across from me, she walked over carefully and sat down.
"Uu... uung..."
"What?"
"Nothing... I just thought normally you'd force a kiss, grope my tits, and drag me to bed..."
Ayul shyly raised her hand to her cheek, embarrassed.
Her long black hair cascaded beautifully down her white shoulders like artwork.
Was she testing how far I could hold back my lust?
I tried to stay calm as I spoke.
"Hm? Wait, were you hoping for that? All tsun-tsun on the outside but secretly wanting me to fuck you senseless...?"
"N-no!! Absolutely not! I hate it! I just thought, knowing your perverted evil nature, you might..."
"Ha, you think I'm some hole-hunting pervert 24/7...? But seriously, the more you push, the more you mouth off. Want me to really rape you rough?"
"!! No... Sorry for the insults... You didn't even do anything this time, and I just snapped..."
Ayul scratched her cheek with a slender finger, trailing off.
It was frustrating when someone dangled curiosity like that with a gesture.
"What? Spit it out. Why'd you stop?"
"Well... that 'rape you rough' thing..."
"'Rape you rough'?"
"...Didn't you do that before? I was crying my eyes out, but you just kept thrusting away... Ugh...! Suddenly remembering that...! You're such human trash pervert Director!"
I guess I'd been pretty rough when I took her virginity...
Come to think of it, some girls looked even prettier when they cried, and Ayul was one of the best.
Her eyes were naturally beautifully upturned, thick lashes making teardrops sparkle with hazy allure.
But at this level of provocation, wasn't she basically begging me to throw her on the bed and pound her?
Every time she opened her mouth, it was like arrows hitting the bullseye, making my cock itch to fire back.
Ayul bristled like a hedgehog all the time, and her mouth was so foul I worried she'd cause some scandal as an idol later.
Still, our conversations always had this rough, bickering edge that felt oddly intimate, so it didn't bother me.
"Haha, you really say whatever's on your mind. Got it, sorry about back then. But I've helped you out a ton financially since. Anyway, enough of that—what did you want to ask me?"
The talk had veered off-track for a bit, but I steered us back to the point.
"Oh, right... Actually... You said if I sleep with you once... you'd get me into Seras..."
!! No way... was she...? Offering herself up willingly...? No way...!
A spark of hopeful anticipation made my cock twitch to life.