Chapter 27
Chapter 27
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 27
Chapter Title: What a Headache.
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"Sua, Sua!"
The sun was lighting up the world, which meant it was time for us to get up. But Sua just wouldn't wake up.
Is she dead?
Did she pass out from climaxing too hard after getting stabbed by my dick all night?
I shook her harder this time, trying to rouse her.
"Sua!!!"
"Huuuuh...?"
Stark naked, her pussy having absorbed all the cum I'd shot inside her last night, Sua mumbled groggily in response.
"Get up! Manager Yoon will be here to pick you up soon."
Manager Yoon had said he'd arrive in an hour, but people deep in morning sleep only wake up when you talk to them like this.
"Huuuuh..."
No dice.
Sua, whose legs had been spread wide all night, looked utterly exhausted, still wandering in dreamland.
Fine, no choice then. Time for the rough method.
Her perfectly ripe peach-colored areolas and nipples.
I shoved them into my mouth all at once and dominated them with my tongue.
Slurp slurp slurp suck♡
"Hng? Hiiik!!!"
She snapped awake—her long lashes shot up, and her mouth opened wide.
Her arms reflexively covered her chest, but my mouth was already there first.
That's what you get for not waking up quick when your master calls!
Slurrrp slurrrp slurrrp!
"Haaang haaang haaang♡!"
I sucked on them to my heart's content before letting go.
Pop!
Like uncorking a bottle. That's how deep her tits had been sucked into my mouth.
"You're wriggling like a little kitten. You like it? Nah, gotta wake you up for real."
"Kyaa! Nooo! I'm up! Stop now! My back still..."
"Come here!"
I grabbed Sua's tits and ravaged her again to my heart's content♡
Right there in the front yard, with my arms around Sua's waist, I spotted Manager Yoon's car approaching from afar.
A gray, unassuming domestic sedan.
Not sure if it was his, but he was the only one coming, so probably.
And my arm around her waist wasn't sexual harassment or anything—Sua was just worn out.
Maybe from the morning sex, she kept clutching her lower abdomen. Her pussy must be sore.
"Here he comes. Manager Yoon's car."
"Huuung... Hiing... Hauung..."
"Still numb down there?"
"Yeees... And then you did it again this morning, so it's leaking... Hn!"
Sua clenched her thighs to hold back the cum.
"Manager Yoon's almost here, so manage that crotch of yours. Heh."
"Jeez, seriously. Um... but..."
Sua blinked her big, sharp eyes up at me.
What? Want a kiss?
Before I could ready my tongue, Sua spoke first.
"Um... please take good care of Music In Us... See you at the station... right?"
That's all?
I just smacked my lips with my tongue.
"Yeah, of course. It's fixed for your comeback period, so no worries about Music In Us. Say hi when you see me at the station. Oh, and if any other PDs drool over you girls, tell me right away."
"Ahaha... Yes... Thank you..."
For a second, I felt embarrassed with myself.
Just because Sua was good to me, I started acting like we were lovers.
Forgetting it was ultimately sexual favors after all that. Pathetic, expecting a kiss and everything.
Meanwhile, Manager Yoon's car pulled up in front of us, and the driver's door opened.
Dark circles under his eyes and slightly messy hair—he seemed like a good manager.
Probably couldn't sleep easy after dropping Sua off with me.
Lucky for me his group's manager was Yoon. That's why he kept Sua's virginity safe until handing her over.
"Director. I'm here for Sua..."
His voice was gloomy, dry as dust, devoid of any moisture.
"Manager..."
Sua, sensing the mood, approached first.
"S-Sua... You must've... had it... rough."
"I'm fine, so don't worry too much."
"...Right."
Those two were making me out to be the villain. Awkward.
I'd pampered her all night—maybe Yoon was overreacting.
I'd even coaxed moans of pleasure from her lips.
The girl felt it so intensely, leaking nonstop as the night wore on, soaking the bedsheets!
And Sua was handling losing her virginity to sexual favors like a champ.
No victims here.
Strength entered my voice.
"Manager Yoon. She enjoyed it."
"...Ah, yes..."
"No, no, not mocking or anything. She was all like this and that..."
"Oppa!"
I was about to spin some heroic tales to ease his guilt when Sua cut me off, worried he'd blame himself too much.
Thinking about it, I didn't want to share my review of Sua with anyone anyway.
"Oppa...?"
"Ah, Sua started calling me oppa. She's pretty obedient. So."
I grabbed Manager Yoon's shoulder and continued.
"It wasn't some dirty night like you think. Don't worry. And I'll make sure no other PDs touch a hair on her head, so trust me."
Of course. Not just Sua—Ceria's all mine.
Like Winnie the Pooh's honey pots, all for me to hoard and devour.
"Urgh... Director... Then please... at least keep the other PDs from entertaining... I beg you!"
"Told you not to worry."
"Then we'll get going... Sua, let's go."
"Y-Yes..."
Manager Yoon bowed and hopped back in the car quick.
Couldn't wait to leave this place.
Sua, unlike him, scampered off with light steps, waving goodbye to me.
Now the yard was empty of cars. Mine was in the underground garage... Oh, one more.
A familiar car caught my eye.
A red morning.
Lots of those around, but not with that license plate.
I strode over and knocked on the window.
Knock knock-
Heavy tint blocked the view inside, but I knew who it was without seeing.
The window cracked open just a sliver, and I said,
"Secretary Shin, what are you doing here?"
"......"
"What are you doing?"
What's she really doing? Why's she at my house first thing?
"D-Director, I..."
"Yeah, speak."
"Can I come inside?"
"...Sure."
Her voice didn't sound right either.
"Secretary Shin, what've you been up to all night?"
I let Secretary Shin into the house and sat her in the living room, brewing some simple tea as I asked.
More worry than curiosity.
She always looked so polished and put-together, but right now? Definitely hadn't gone home.
Still in yesterday's work clothes, her light pink hair a tangled mess. Looked like something bad happened.
"W-Well..."
"Be honest. This is serious."
"I stalked you, Director."
"Yeah? No big deal..."
?
Did I hear wrong? I asked again.
"What'd you do to me?"
"From after work yesterday, I've been stalking you nonstop. You said you had something important with Ttanggu, so I camped out in front of your house watching. Then that idol Sua came in Manager Yoon's car and went into your place. And didn't come out. Until morning. I saw it all and cried in my car all night."
"....."
"....."
Beautiful answer.
Brutally honest, no holding back.
Her voice was soaked with tears.
Truth isn't always good.
Ha, she even saw me spend the night with Sua...
Anyway, had I misjudged Secretary Shin?
I thought she was this sultry, playful pro who could toy with men's hearts.
Turns out she's a bit crazy.
Why stalk me? Why cry? No clue.
I pondered what to say first, then went with this.
"Why'd you stalk me?"
"...Do I have to say it myself?"
"Want me to call the cops?"
"Because I like you, Director."
"?"
Her confession hit like a headache.
Shows up out of nowhere, admits stalking since after work yesterday, says she likes me.
Not the usual foxy secretary— this one had weight.
"Doesn't make sense."
"I've been obvious about it, but you never noticed."
Drunk? No booze smell. Crazy? Too calm for mania.
Clutching the teacup I'd given her with both hands like she'd made a big decision.
She might be a little off, so I needed to talk more.
"Like how?"
"Dressing sexy..."
"How's that connect?"
"I'm your secretary—who else would I dress like this for?"
"Sigh... Secretary Shin—no, Min-seo."
"Y-Yes..."
Calling her by name made her blush and shy away.
She really does like me, but that aside, time to clear up her slutty outfits and this stalking.
Push the Sua thing way back.
"Look at you. Not sexy—slutty. And coming to work like that? Everyone thinks you're hitting clubs or guys after hours, not 'oh, she likes me.' Honestly, you looked cheap as hell."
"Eh...?"
Secretary Shin's eyes glazed over in shock.
The calm teacup started trembling.
But I was just stating facts.
Her default work look: skirts barely covering her thighs, tops with buttons screaming for mercy.
How lustful did that look?
"H-How do I look cheap! I've never even...!"
She slammed the teacup down, venting her rage.
Maybe too worked up.
The button straining to hold her huge tits burst off with a ping!
And then...
"Ah...."
"......"
......Boobs exploded out.