Around Chuseok
Clap clap clap.
"Mm. That was a dance totally fitting for Prosecutor Inaeun."
"…."
Inaeun, who'd shown nothing but leisure, decadent sexiness, and that enigmatic face up until now, sat down with her face beet red, letting out a little "Nngh."
It was a version of Inaeun I'd never seen even when she offered her body to me—pure embarrassment. A refreshingly novel sight.
"So the dance rankings are Emilia, Seo Hyun-ju, then Inaeun, huh."
I said that, but Emilia and Hyun-ju were about equal, while Inaeun was hopelessly bad. Her fumbling around not knowing what to do, shuffling awkwardly—it was kinda cute, kinda hot. Gap moe at its finest.
I'll have her do it again later.
"…What do we get for first place?"
Emilia asked cautiously.
"Obviously something good."
I boldly pulled Jeong Ga-in into my arms and groped her breasts.
"Ahng."
"Priority enrollment in 6-year veteran innocent actress Jeong Ga-in's Class 69 Sex Service Seminar."
"…."
Emilia's face soured instantly, then recovered.
"A… seminar like that exists?"
"It will soon. Can't have my fuckhouses always half-assing their service skills, right? They gotta learn from the best."
"Ah…."
"She's got killer technique—squeezes without even looking, sucks dick like a pro, and she's great at rimjobs too."
"Rim… job…?"
"Licking ass."
"““!!””"
All three fuckhouses recoiled in shock. Their faces were hilarious.
"Sir… please don't say it so bluntly like that…."
"Anyway, priority enrollment goes to Kang Emilia!"
Clap clap clap clap.
I clapped, and the rest followed reluctantly.
"Wooow, I'm so excited…."
Emilia was half out of it already.
"Alright, next game? Prize is still Jeong Ga-in's Class 69 Sex Service Seminar enrollment. Emilia already got hers, so yield it."
"…."
Seo Hyun-ju and Inaeun's expressions turned strange.
"Too bad Sua can't join. She's driving."
Sua called back from the driver's seat far ahead.
"I-It's fine!"
"You've been working hard as always, Sua. I'll take care of you separately."
"Ah… Th-thank you…."
Of course, I'd enroll them all eventually. First the fuckhouses. Then the side fuckhouses. Then the snacks and everything else.
My own personal sex paradise.
"This game's singing. Who sings best."
"…."
Inaeun came last again. Hell, she was tone-deaf from the start.
…
Just before arriving at the island in the Sinan chain, my phone rang.
It was someone I'd never spoken to since possessing this body.
Gominji.
Just seeing the name made me hesitate to pick up.
"…."
If Go Mu-yeol was Goryeo Group's biggest problem child, Gominji was its worst psycho.
Bad personality or not valuing life? Those were common owner family traits. But why she was called a psycho especially? 'Pleasure' was involved.
If some owner kin wanted to kill someone, it'd be because they were in the way, annoying, or for some grudge.
Not Gominji. She killed for fun. Literal 'hunting'—rumors said she released people in fields and hunted them.
True or not, who knows. Even digging through Go Mu-yeol's memories….
'This fucker knows jack shit.'
Drug addict brain—tons of weird gaps, fragmented memories. Useless.
All I got was he feared her a bit? If even a junkie feared her, how psycho was she?
Anyway, call from that woman. Two likely reasons: smashing that Trainee Knight guy's balls, or ordering Baekseol's custom armament.
Sua probably requested the quote a couple days ago, so yeah.
Click.
"Ah."
I went to answer, but it cut off.
A second later, it rang again.
"…."
I picked up immediately.
"Yes, noona. Go Mu-yeol speaking."
- The little shit doesn't pick up first try?
"I was busy. Saw it late."
Her voice for the first time—boyish and sexy mixed. Old-school girl crush vibe, with a subtle frailness sprinkled in.
- Fine, whatever. Your voice sounds better? Used to slur from all the drugs.
"Did I…?"
- Yeah. You were a total fucking retard. Wanted to spank your ass.
"…."
Couldn't argue. Go Mu-yeol was a moronic dipshit even by my standards.
- Much better now. Clear speech too. A month off drugs? How? I couldn't.
"Just hit me—can't waste life anymore. After that, no craving."
- Ooh? Nice. All grown up, Mu-yeol. Marriage material.
"Haha…."
Sounded like an aunt or something. She was just a 5-year-older cousin sis.
- If you were still fucked up next year, was gonna drag you home and lock you up.
"…Pardon?"
- Better than OD'ing, right? Proper care, long life. Would've let you have your girls, so don't sulk.
What the fuck? This why Go Mu-yeol never showed in main story????
- Good you quit in time. All around.
"Locking me up's still…."
- Better than dying. True, but….
Wait, isn't Go Mu-yeol her rival? Cleaner to off him. Why bother saving and imprisoning?'
Mysterious. Grandpa's influence? He seemed to care, giving me the knight.
- Enough chit-chat. Ordered a custom knight armament?
"Yes. That's why you called."
- Already? Spoiling bad habits.
"Loyal knight anyway. What's wrong with it."
- Gotta dole out to underlings properly. Or they climb thinking they're boss. Reward after deeds, not upfront. Overpay early, regret later.
"I need her strong. No reliable subordinates. Gotta max the knight."
- Fine then.
Quick agreement.
- Month for armament. Six for exclusive machine.
"…That's long."
- Pulled strings to prioritize you, punk. Be grateful.
"Thanks. Quote?"
- Specs? Too much for phone. Secretary'll send.
"No, price. It's expensive."
- ….
She paused, then laughed in disbelief.
- Think you'll pay? Brat nagging adults for money.
"I'm an adult too?"
- Don't need your snot cash. Focus on fixing yourself.
"Still—"
- Tsk. Kids don't talk money with grown-ups.
"…."
What? Was she always like this? Image way off from the psycho I knew.
- Delivery when armament's done. Songdo house?
"Yes… for now."
- See you Chuseok.
She hung abruptly.
…Weird call all around.
Acting? Lull me then backstab. Plausible.
Too different from canon. Good relationship? Nobody got along with this dipshit except maybe Gohayan 6-7 years back—till caught trying to spike her drink with cum.
'Hah. Time to mind family politics. Headache incoming.'
"Master, over target point."
"Yeah. Good work, Sua."
Arrived right after hanging up.
Stuck my head out—big island, lush greenery inside, advance team's structures dotted around. Mostly shields to hide the island when activated. Celebs gonna get wild—no prying eyes. Satellites won't see shit.
"Whoa, bigger than I thought. Yours, sir?"
Jeong Ga-in, chattiest inside, asked.
"Nah, rented."
"Figured someone like you would've bought it."
"Why buy a barren rock? Incheon island, maybe."
Won't need it after getting the master's Go board.