Memories of Blood and Flesh
Memories of Blood and Flesh
As I opened the warehouse door and stepped out, Su-yeon, now neatly dressed, was standing demurely.
The image of the bitch who was just moments ago sucking my cock and howling like a beast was nowhere to be seen; she seemed to have returned to her usual haughty store manager self.
However, her flushed red cheeks, moistly glistening eyes, and shoulders that flinched every time my gaze touched them proved she was still in a state of heat.
"Jun-nim, I did everything as you instructed. I cleaned the floor thoroughly and removed all the semen stains."
She reported, sounding proud.
"Good job."
I gave a brief compliment and looked around.
To the naked eye, it certainly looked clean.
But one important thing remained.
"Did you throw the used tissues or wipes you cleaned with in the trash can?"
At my question, Su-yeon shook her head vigorously.
Then she pulled out a black plastic bag from behind her back.
"No! Just in case... I collected them separately. If someone rummaged through the trash and found them, it would be a big problem. I was going to take them home and dispose of them..."
Her eyes sparkled.
This wasn't merely a measure for evidence disposal.
Deep in her pupils, a possessive desire was burning.
'I don't want even the tissues stained with my man's traces, my semen, to be taken by anyone else.'
A shallow yet instinctive female calculation was at play.
'Seems her brain works decently. Well, if she were stupid, she couldn't manage buildings in Gangnam.'
I chuckled and tapped her cheek.
"Smart. Alright, you handle that yourself."
"Yes! Thank you, Jun-nim!"
She clutched the bag tightly as if she had obtained a treasure.
"Go out first and get the car ready. You know that alley behind there, the one out of CCTV view? Wait there openly."
"Yes, understood!"
Without another word—no, with an even happier expression—Su-yeon ran towards the back door.
As soon as she left, I meticulously inspected the convenience store interior once more.
I checked if any stray hairs or bodily fluids might remain on the floor and even picked up a piece of condom wrapper rolling under the counter.
'The smell is a problem.'
A strangely lewd air lingered, mixed with the fishy scent of night flowers, Su-yeon's sweat, and the unique pheromone scent emitted during excitement.
If I handed the store over to the next shift part-timer in this state, it would be perfect for hearing, "What the hell happened here yesterday?"
Even though it was a store that didn't operate late-night hours anyway, there was no need to stir up unnecessary trouble.
Ssssss
I took out [Strong Deodorizer] and [Lavender Air Freshener] from the display and sprayed them around.
Around the counter, the warehouse entrance, and even the floor where we had rolled around—I applied them meticulously.
The pungent floral scent stung my nose, but at least the semen smell was perfectly masked.
"Perfect."
I grabbed the keys and went outside.
After lowering the shutter and double-locking it, I headed towards the darkened alley.
In the distance, a silver sedan with smooth curves was visible.
It was Su-yeon's beloved car.
As I approached, the passenger door opened smoothly and automatically, as if recognizing its owner.
'Damn it... I'm a pedestrian who walks two bus stops to save bus fare, and she...'
A momentary sense of deprivation washed over me.
While I was crawling on the convenience store floor for minimum wage, she was sucking my lifeblood to drive around in a car like that.
But the anger didn't last long.
Instead, a fishy sense of victory filled that space.
'Well, whatever. Soon, both that and her will become cheap toys for me.'
I arrogantly sank into the passenger leather seat.
In the driver's seat, Su-yeon was waiting for me with an excited expression.
She leaned over as if to fasten my seatbelt, but upon seeing my gaze, she hastily stopped.
"Um... Should we go to my place first, Jun-nim? Once we're there, we can... without any interruptions..."
She already seemed to be expecting a second round.
But I shook my head.
"No."
I looked out the window for a moment.
This pathetic and wretched life.
It was time to bid it farewell.
"Gwanak-gu, Sillim-dong XX Gosiwon. Head there."
"Huh? A gosiwon?"
Su-yeon asked back, sounding puzzled.
A place like a chicken coop, unimaginable for someone rich like her.
But I needed to get my belongings.
And above all, I needed the ritual of kicking that damn tiny room goodbye with my own two feet.
"Stop talking and drive. I need to get my stuff and leave."
"Ah... Yes! Understood!"
She smoothly started the engine.
The engine rumbled lowly.
I leaned my head against the headrest and closed my eyes.
'Goodbye, you fucking Hell Joseon convenience store part-timer life.'
The nightscape of Seoul passing by outside the window looked completely different from yesterday.
It felt as if everything was beneath my feet.
The nightscape of Seoul passing by outside the window was dazzling.
But I knew all too painfully how many males were castrated and groaning beneath those lights.
Even this woman, Choi Su-yeon, holding the steering wheel beside me now, was outwardly a successful career woman, but in reality, she was nothing more than a female withering away, unable to receive seed.
"Um... Jun-nim."
Stopped at a red light, Su-yeon cautiously broached the subject.
Her fingers were tapping the steering wheel.
It was a gesture mixed with anxiety and anticipation.
"Earlier... the test results... how did they turn out?"
She stole glances at my expression in the rearview mirror while gauging my mood.
Her voice trembled thinly.
The fear was evident—what if it was a 'dud,' what if my semen was just water.
I chuckled softly and sank deeper into the passenger seat.
"Well. Let's just say 'hopeful' for now."
"Hopeful... meaning...?"
"I saw movement. Very active movement."
"Ah...!"
A gasp burst from Su-yeon's mouth.
She almost let go of the steering wheel.
Her pupils dilated, disbelief and ecstasy crossing her face.
"Really... really alive? What entered me... was it really the water of life?"
"Yeah. So you, you hit the jackpot. A lottery worth trillions of won, first prize."
I answered arrogantly and placed my hand on her thigh.
The smooth texture of the black stockings transmitted to my palm.
"Haaah..."
As my hand delved under her skirt, Su-yeon spread her legs despite driving.
A wave of hot heat surged up through her already drenched panties.
"Jun-nim... I, I can get pregnant, right? I can have your child, right?"
"That depends on your effort. On how well you squeeze."
I pressed her clitoral area firmly with my index finger.
Her waist flinched, causing the car to sway slightly.
"Hngk! Yes... I'll do well... I'll squeeze for you for a lifetime..."
With eyes lost in rapture, she stared ahead and stepped on the accelerator.
The car sped up, racing through the darkness.
A short while later, a familiar and tiresome landscape came into view.
Sillim-dong Gosi Village.
Narrow alleyways, densely packed red brick buildings, and the musty smell of mold.
As Su-yeon's car entered this narrow alley, it felt like an alien spaceship had crash-landed.
"Wait here. I'll be right back."
"Yes, take care."
I got out of the car.
The cold night air hit my cheeks, but my mood was refreshing.
This smelly alley was also ending today.
I ran up the stairs of the old three-story building.
Room 304, at the end of the hallway.
The prison-like room that held my youth hostage.
Opening the door, the dampness and the smell of a lonely bachelor crammed into a space barely over 2 pyeong greeted me.
'Goodbye now, fuck.'
I pulled out the travel bag I had shoved under the bed.
There wasn't much to pack.
An old laptop, wallet, passport, and a few clothes.
An album tucked away in the corner of the closet caught my eye.
'Ah...'
I opened the album.
The first photo, taken at Haeundae Beach.
A beautiful woman in her mid-30s smiling brightly, and twin girls standing on either side of her.
My only blood relatives—my aunt and my cousin sisters.
My aunt, burned by her ex-husband, divorced ten years ago and remarried a European man, leaving for France.
Until then, she had cared for me like her own child...
In the photo, my aunt was dazzlingly beautiful in a bikini.
And the innocent smiles of my twin cousins, just beginning their secondary sexual characteristics.
'They must be all grown up by now. Around twenty?'
A strange fantasy suddenly crossed my mind.
What would they say if they saw me now?
Me, who became a stud horse coveted by the whole world.
Perhaps they too... were withering away, unable to receive seed?
It shouldn't be different just because they're in Europe.
Throb
Just looking at the photo made blood rush to my lower body.
Even after just being with Su-yeon, my 'little guy' knew no fatigue.
A mix of the taboo of incest and the desire for conquest evoked a peculiar excitement.
'You crazy bastard. What are you thinking about family.'
I shook my head and put the photo away.
But someday, if I succeed and go to Europe...
Couldn't we become something more than family?
Holding onto such blasphemous anticipation, I zipped up the bag.
Just as I was about to leave the room.
The door of the next room, 305, burst open, and a middle-aged man with messy hair jumped out.
Mr. Kim.
A slightly mentally unstable person, but a neighbor who sometimes cooked ramen for me.
"Huh? Jun-i, young man! Where are you going?"
He scanned me up and down with vacant eyes.
"Ah, yes. Just going somewhere for a bit..."
As I tried to brush it off, he suddenly sniffed and approached me.
Sniff sniff
"Huh? What's this smell? Sniff sniff..."
He sniffed around my crotch area like a dog.
"Fishy and... pungent... isn't this night flower smell? Hehe, it's semen smell! Semen smell!"
His eyes widened as if they would pop out.
With a crazed laugh, he tried to grab my arm.
"Young man, you came? You really came? Give me some too! I want to come just once! Uhehehe!"
It was chilling.
This wasn't just the nonsense of a simple madman.
It was the sight of someone who had lost their instinct as a male, detecting a real male's pheromone and going berserk.
A fear flashed through me—a riot could break out in this narrow gosiwon hallway over just the smell of semen.
"Let go of this! If you've been drinking, go to sleep!"
I roughly shook off his arm and practically fled down the stairs.
From behind, the echoing shout of "Semen! It's semen smell!" followed.
'Damn, that was close.'
Panting, I emerged at the alley entrance where Su-yeon's car was waiting with its hazard lights on.
I threw my bag into the back seat and climbed into the passenger seat.
"Jun-nim? Did something happen? You look pale."
Su-yeon asked worriedly.
"It's nothing. Just a mad dog barking."
I rolled up the window and let out a sigh of relief.
Now it's really over.
Goodbye to this wretched poverty and the zombie-like bastards who go crazy over a single drop of semen.
"Let's go. To your place."
"Yes, understood. I'll take you there, Master."
Su-yeon smoothly started the car.
Leaning into the comfortable leather seat, I fiddled with the photo in my pocket.
Dreaming of the European beach and a new future that might be waiting for me.