Ch. 175: 17. A Virgin's a Big Deal
"Sua."
"Yes."
"Uh, play some chill, soothing song to help me sleep."
"Got it."
When there's no good answer, escaping reality is one option.... Gominji and Gohayan are bound to bicker and fight, and I don't want any of that splashback hitting me. My head's already throbbing just looking at the situation—no brilliant solutions coming to mind right now.
Sleep it off and wake up fresh.... Yeah, then handle it properly with a clear head. That's the play.
A soft melody flows through the entire AV.
"Wake me when we arrive."
.
.
"Master, we've arrived."
Sua woke me up. It was a short distance, but I must've been wiped out to fall asleep that fast.
"Ugh...."
I check my phone first thing.
"Whoa...."
Of course, I'd been re-added to the family group chat, and the messages were at +99.
What the hell did they talk about in there? No way I'm diving back in.
There were also a ton of missed calls and personal DMs. All from Gominji, naturally.
"...."
The personal DM ends with that one charismatic line.
Can't put this off forever.
As I step out of the AV to call her, I spot Danto shuffling over hesitantly from afar. Looks like she's come to greet me after that one-word scolding last time.
But if you're coming, hustle—don't creep up like that. I've already gotten out.
Time to blow a raspberry.
"Uh.... W-Welcome... b-back...?"
"...."
I stare blankly, then pinch her chubby cheeks and pull.
"Kyaaack!"
"Sticky rice ball, huh? How'd your cheeks get even puffier?"
"D-Don't... puuull!!"
No chance. I grab the other side too.
Squiiiish.
"Hweeeek?!!"
"What'd you eat today?"
"N-Nooothiiing...!"
"Nothing?"
"Noooothiiing!!"
Couldn't make it out, so I let go. Danto glares at me, eyes welling up.
Hey now. Don't get cheeky. Want round two?
"D-Dumpliiings... I ate d-dumplings...!"
"Ah. Dumplings. Tasty stuff."
"...Dim sum."
A nearby secretary chimes in, sounding baffled.
"Dim sum? Lying to me?"
"Isn't dim sum dumplings?"
She's spouting dangerous nonsense with those big innocent eyes. I shake my head and brush past her toward the mansion. Danto toddles after me.
"Did you go for a walk?"
"Just... coming back from one...."
"Do it again. Ten laps."
"Eeeek???! Wh-Why???"
"Who confuses dim sum and dumplings? Penalty."
"What???"
"Chefs put their heart into every dish. And you mix 'em up."
"F-Fuck... y-you eat sashimi off naked girls...!!"
"...."
Hey. Calling out facts now?
"You're just bullying me! Yo."
Sheesh. Sharp as a tack.
"Adding 'yo' doesn't make it polite, Danto."
"Eek!"
"Go on. Start!"
I smack her ass—smack!—and she grits her teeth, hissing like a cat before bolting off. The secretary sticks by her side, jogging along.
"Hm. Nice view."
Danto's best tormented. Watching her calms the soul. Like staring blankly at a hamster on a wheel—zero thoughts, pure zen.
"Danto-mazed. Perfection."
I savor the sight for a bit, then head inside.
"...."
I plop on the sofa and call Gominji immediately. Feels like paying two years of national pension in one go.
Ah.... At least Danto chilled me out a bit.
First ring barely finishes—Gominji's been waiting, either glued to the screen or with alerts maxed.
I play it cool as possible. "How's a little bro supposed to wedge between two big sis fighting? Too cocky."
- "Oh really? Since when do you call me big sis? Listen to that sneaky formal talk."
Ridiculous. Falls flat anyway.
"What? I've always respected Gominji noona, still do."
- "Bullshit. Who was it rubbing their dick all over my face like frosting, promising to glaze it like cake topping?"
"Who'd do something that rude?"
- "You little fucker."
Tsk.
"So, why'd you call?"
- "Sigh~. Fucking asshole's got nothing to say, shows true colors."
"Doesn't seem like there's much to talk about with me."
Thinking on it, yeah. I bolted in panic when Gominji and Gohayan clashed, but strictly speaking, no real splashback on me. If anything, Gohayan knew about the necklace before Gominji bragged? Kinda suspicious, but big deal?
I don't think so....
- "Change the jewel name. Or don't deliver it."
"Why? Developed it special, named after you—now you hate it?"
- "Fuuuuck...."
Gominji trembles with rage—I can feel it through the phone, her fury raw.
- "Check the group chat. That bitch Gohayan's spamming 'Selling Gominji~' 'Gominji 500 won~' like a fucking troll!!"
"Ah...."
- "Treating me like some cheap whore...! Ruining my romance...."
- "And Goseonyul that slut posts memes laughing her ass off. Family my ass, ganging up."
But... kinda funny. 'Selling Gominji'? Got style.
- "...Laughing?"
"Not laughing."
- "I hear that chuckle in your voice? Your breathing's all ragged, punk."
How'd she know? Can't talk or I'll crack up.
"Noona, sorry, but something urgent came up."
- "Bullshit, what urgent—"
"Sorry!!!"
I hang up and fire off a message. Basically, special edition necklace stays 'Gominji', rename the rest.
Still got curses flying back. Gotta eat that....
Then I dive into the +99 group chat.
Reading Gohayan roasting Gominji....
"Whoa.... She's getting wrecked."
Prim-and-proper Gohayan unleashes verbal hell—Gominji snaps back with curses and growls. Even I call it: Gominji lost. No wonder she's pissed.
Classic backfire from trash-talking.
I call Gohayan.
She picks up quick—knows why.
"...Yeah."
- "Told you, why pick such a tacky name."
"...."
Isn't this your fault? If you hadn't trolled with 'Gominji 500 won~', no need.
- "Gominji's too barbaric for this—can't appreciate it. Poke her a bit and she erupts like a volcano. Note that."
"Ah.... Got it."
- "A refined lady feels the romance in such a gift. No matter what others say. Shows her vessel's small—swayed by opinions."
Gohayan smirks, twisting the knife on Gominji.
They really hate each other.
- "Anyway, what name? Mine?"
"Huh????"
Do that and Gominji kidnaps me for real. Wake up surrounded by a dozen knights, shoved in an AV, eyes open in her villa.
- "Kidding. Scary thought...."
Even after banging her, I gotta watch it! Life's precious.... Push too hard, I'm fucked.
"No name yet. Just had to say something."
- "Samples still testing—production's far off. Plenty of time, think slow."
Good she's not throwing a tantrum like Gominji.... If she was.... Shudder.
'Big-hearted enough to forgive cum in her drink.'
"Yeah. I'll mull it over."
- "Okay."
Call ends. Back to messenger.
Right then, ominous ping from Gominji.
A chill runs down my spine—imagination?
Group chat pings—who sent it? Then,
"N-No way...."
I peek into the group chat cautiously.
Absolute chaos. Scroll up.
Someone—no, Gominji—posted a photo.
"Fuck."
The dick pic I accidentally sent Gominji before? It's right there in the family group chat!!!
This crazy bitch posted it!!!