Slow Decay and Irresistible Memories
Around the time Kang Yuchan was locked in a fierce standoff with Ma Yeonseo.
Hunter Association of Korea. Tower Response Strategy Team 1.
"Is that girl really okay? Shouldn't we make her take a break?"
"Of course she's not okay. But what can we do when she insists on coming in?"
A strange tension had been brewing within Strategy Team 1 lately. At the center of it all was Han Yeoryeon.
"Team A-8. Proceeding with the third simulation on the 9th floor."
Last weekend, Yeoryeon had noticed Yuchan's disappearance and immediately reported it to the police, launching a search for him. But they couldn't find him anywhere. From the CCTV around his villa to the traces left in his home—even calling in the forensic team to comb through every inch of the place—they found no clear cause.
In the end, it was chalked up to a mysterious disappearance with no explanation.
Unable to accept it, Yeoryeon plunged into deep shock... but the very next day, she headed to work as if it were any other weekday. So naturally, chatting and laughing with her colleagues who didn't know the full story.
Of course, the rumors had spread far and wide, so those in the know worried about her odd behavior. But since she insisted she was fine, they couldn't force her to rest and just left her be.
"Good work."
"Good work!"
Once the tower raid simulation wrapped up successfully...
"Yeoryeon!"
A senior colleague who had overseen her training sidled up to her.
"That simulation was great. Everyone loved it."
"Thank you."
"You worked hard today, so finish up that paperwork and let's grab lunch together. My treat."
It was a small gesture of care for her junior, who was secretly suffering.
"Sorry."
But Yeoryeon flatly turned down the lunch invite.
"I need to refine this data a bit more. We lagged behind the projected arrival time, so I'll work on it separately."
"That's great enthusiasm, but you should eat first. Do that in the afternoon..."
"No. I need to do it now."
"Uh... okay. Then."
Stunned by her eerie intensity, the woman awkwardly turned away.
"......"
Left alone, Yeoryeon sorted the documents while endlessly racking her brain for improvements.
Make Kim Hyejin more aggressive. Sacrifice Choi Gongmin even more...
As if failing to focus would drive her insane. With lifeless eyes, she blindly threw herself into work.
She was dying, slowly but surely.
After Ma Yeonseo declared war on me.
She must have realized she had no other options with me anymore. She started seducing me outright.
"Hoo."
Stretching in front of me to accentuate her figure.
"How's this? You like this stuff, right?"
Putting on event-level outfits she'd only wear on special days and strutting like it was a fashion show.
"Heut...! Ah... Yuchan...! Eut...!"
Or straight-up pleasuring herself like she wanted me to watch.
We'd known each other too long. She relentlessly targeted my weak spots, shaking my resolve.
Honestly, for a guy in his prime like me, it was driving me mad.
Hold it... Hold on...!
I hadn't seen Yeoryeon in ages already. Getting teased without release was pushing my sanity to the brink.
All I could do in this situation was grit my teeth and endure.
I have to hold on!!!
Just as my body and mind were fraying from the endless daily torment, Ma Yeonseo unexpectedly made a normal suggestion.
"...A movie?"
"Yeah. We have a home theater here."
She wanted to watch a movie in the basement home theater. Naturally, I had no intention of going along with her whims and shot it down coldly.
"Do I look like I have time to watch movies right now? No."
Then, like she'd been waiting, she tacked on a condition.
"If you watch with me this time, I'll buy you whatever you need."
It felt just like a shady uncle offering candy to lure a kid.
Whatever I need, huh...
Plenty of things came to mind. An eyemask. Earplugs. A phone would be nice too. Though I doubted she'd get exactly what I wanted without a fuss.
Still, compared to being tormented without any reward so far, taking some compensation sounded better.
...Might as well go along for now.
We moved to the basement home theater.
Whoa. They have all this?
A massive TV befitting the name, high-end sound system, and a huge sofa perfect for lounging. It looked way better than a decent hotel room.
"First time using it, even for me."
Ma Yeonseo bragged that even she hadn't used her own home theater before. If we'd had one at home, I'd have lazed here every day. Pop on any movie, grope Yeoryeon in my arms until it naturally led to...
...No, not that.
I shook off the stray thought, sat in the corner of the sofa without showing it, and...
"...?"
Ma Yeonseo suddenly started taking off her dress.
"...Hey. We're watching a movie. Why are you undressing?"
"Being with you makes me hot."
From her casual tail-wag, I could tell the movie she'd prepared wasn't ordinary.
Figures it was too suspicious.
I couldn't help scoffing at her obvious scheme. Better to know the punch coming than get hit out of nowhere. I settled into a comfy position, planning to nap through some documentary.
Soon, back in skimpy lingerie, she sat near me and fiddled with the TV.
"Starting?"
"...Do whatever."
The lights dimmed, revealing what she'd prepared...
...Huh?
I'd closed my eyes, but the voices echoing through jolted them open. I stared at the screen.
"!"
It was me. On the massive TV.
Caught off guard by the nostalgia bait, I stared blankly until I snapped out of it and protested to her.
"This is the movie? You joking right now?"
"......"
But she ignored me, glued to the screen. Her face in the glow held a distant wistfulness.
It looked just like reminiscing over old times.
...Damn it.
My heart softened at the sight. I grumbled inwardly about coming and turned away sharply.
But I couldn't ignore the sounds from the speakers.
Screen Yeonseo and I were so affectionate. Maybe because she only filmed those moments, but it was so sweet it made my teeth hurt.
It was killing me.
How long had she been collecting this stuff?
Long-forgotten memories bloomed fresh, even scenes I'd never seen before.
A secretly filmed shot of me sleeping deeply.
Me gargling, caught on the sly.
Even me singing alone in the bathroom.
A quiet shot of me engrossed in reading on the sofa.
So many unremembered memories I couldn't look away.
...My heart felt so heavy.
After the everyday scenes, explicit ones no one else could see followed.
There it was. Couldn't be just sentiment.
Screen Yeonseo and I craved each other passionately.
I was rougher with Ma Yeonseo than I remembered, and she took it eagerly. We both looked insanely turned on.
Way more stimulating than any of her recent temptations.
Do, Donghae mulgwa... samcheonri...!
I plugged my ears and desperately sang the national anthem to calm down.
Thud.
Something collapsed right beside me.
"!"
I glanced over reflexively. Ma Yeonseo had flopped onto the sofa, groping herself. Couldn't hold back anymore.
"Haa...! Haut...!"
Twitch. Twitch. Hips bucking, toes curling as she melted in pleasure.
That crazy bitch...
I pitied myself for feeling sorry for her even briefly, gnashing my teeth and ignoring her...
After a moment. Swish.
She crawled toward me on the sofa.
"...Heuk... Heuk..."
Her pretty face a mess, long tongue extended. Her insane curves highlighted in the dim light.
Approaching like an abandoned puppy, she stopped just short of touching, pleading with desperate eyes.
Gulp.
I swallowed hard.
The long-playing video cut off abruptly.
Still crawling on the sofa, Ma Yeonseo begged in a melted voice.
"...Yuchan..."
"......"
"...Can't you do it now...?"
"......"
"...I can't hold back anymore..."
Her patience gone, she shook her hips, coaxing softly.
I wavered at her desperate plea but stood up with iron resolve.
"...I kept my promise. You keep yours."
That moment.
"W-wait...!"
Ma Yeonseo suddenly grabbed my collar.
"!"
Barely holding my sanity, I instinctively yanked her hair.
"Ahng...!"
Despite the humiliation from someone so much weaker, she smiled in ecstasy.
"You're... fucking... "
I couldn't hold back anymore.