Do You Have a Girlfriend?
Sunlight filtered through the curtains into the hotel room at dawn. I was lying there with Soye and Minji on either side of me.
I'm gonna die...
I had no idea how many times we'd done it over the past three days. We'd eat, fuck, shower while fucking, rest while fucking, fuck in our sleep, fuck right after waking up... In this short time, I'd drained every last drop of my stamina and energy.
"Slurp, slurp..."
But they weren't done. Minji clung to my side, licking my body bit by bit like it still wasn't enough, while Soye was more direct, kneading my cock that refused to get hard anymore.
"It's completely dead."
"I... I need a break..."
Soye looked at me quietly at my words, then pleaded.
"Then... let's keep going tonight?"
"T-tonight?"
"Yeah. Just a little more... please?"
She kept kneading it relentlessly, like it still wasn't enough. Minji stared up at me silently too, her expression mirroring Soye's exactly. More, please.
"Uh... umm..."
It had started as Polyneisan Sex to soothe Soye's heart. If she liked it, I'd achieved my goal. I should be happy about that... but...
Tonight too?
Is this what it feels like to be crushed by a self-inflicted disaster? If we went another round tonight like this, I'd really collapse.
"......"
"Huh?"
"Oppa... no...?"
The two of them clung to me, begging relentlessly. They gazed up at me with desperate eyes, pressing their naked bodies tight against mine.
I can't say no to that.
Yeah, if I rested until evening, I'd be fine, right? I'd worn myself out without any breaks, so a little recovery time should do it. Plus, with the food Soye had prepared for me...
"Got it. For now, let's start with breakfast?"
"Yeah!"
"Yes!"
They beamed and hopped up at my words. Seeing their happy faces gave me a surge of energy again. Alright, work and rest during the day, then tonight. That'll work. I smiled at them and got up too.
That was a foolish thought on my part.
Once I got to work and started handling morning tasks, I realized.
Impossible.
Really impossible. My eyes kept closing while doing desk work, and my whole body creaked with every movement. Sex tonight in this state? No way.
If I didn't have a backlog of work, I'd take a personal day and crash at home right now.
But I was the only one who could handle it. At least for The Queens' stuff. So even on the verge of collapse, I pushed through the morning and barely made it to the afternoon.
Then Nam Bu-jang stopped by, saying I needed to prepare a report for upstairs. I chugged coffee like water and whipped up the data he wanted on the spot.
"...Performance summary's all there, future plans are detailed. Perfect. As long as I nail the presentation, we're golden. Good work, Sejin."
He glanced at me for a moment.
"By the way... you okay?"
He eyed me cautiously, like he was looking at someone about to keel over, so I forced a smile.
"Haha, of course. I got plenty of rest thanks to you, sir."
"You actually rested, right?"
"......"
I froze for a second, words failing me.
"That doesn't look like a rested face. Did you...?"
His eyes narrowed. Suddenly, I felt terrified of the boss.
Come to think of it, wasn't it the boss who knocked on the car window back then?
A sudden realization hit, and my stomach dropped.
Did he see something?
"...Pulled an all-nighter gaming on vacation or something?"
"G-gaming, yeah, g-games, yes, I... played a bit..."
Right, no way he knows about me and the girls. Why was I freaking out over his look? Guess the guilty party always panics first.
"You kid. I gave you vacation to rest and recharge, and..."
"Sorry."
"Eh, what you do on vacation is your business. Not my place to say."
Nam Bu-jang took another sip from his paper cup, and the sweet scent of stick coffee wafted briefly.
"Gotta manage your stamina better, okay? You're solo on The Queens, so always be careful. If you collapse, we're screwed."
"You're right. I'll manage it well."
He stared at me for a bit after my reply, then spoke up.
"You know, you never ask for more staff."
Well, yeah, because adding anyone else would just complicate things with these three. Couldn't say that, so I just smiled.
"You rebuilt the girls yourself, so I get not wanting to share credit and being greedy... but burning out solo turns it all to nothing."
"I'm still fine."
"Good, but... or wait."
Nam Bu-jang eyed me again.
"You don't have some... funny business with the girls, do you?"
His words stabbed like a knife. Cold sweat trickled down my back.
"W-what? No way, sir."
"A three-girl group—date one, rumors fly, and it's over in a flash."
"Any weird rumors going around?"
"Nah, not that... just saying."
Uh, hmm. Dating one would tank things. Dating three... surprisingly not?
Wait, what about Haeun and Minji, excluding Soye?
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
"Uh..."
The sudden question derailed me. Soye's face popped up first. Then Minji's... and Im Haeun's. Wait, why Haeun? Back in you go.
"None, huh. Get one quick. Makes controlling the girls easier."
"I control them fine now. They're all sweet and listen well..."
"Really? From where I'm standing, you seem like a pushover taking all their whims."
Did I come off that way?
"Guys without girlfriends get soft around girls. Start getting led around by the nose, and you're on the fail train. Watch out."
Wonder where he picked up "fail train."
"I'll be careful."
"Sigh, tsk. Getting old makes me nosy. Why nag a guy doing great... It's 'cause I expect a lot from you. You get that, right?"
"Ahaha, sure."
A bit old-man preachy, but good guy overall. Yeah, yeah.
"Anyway, good work. Take care of yourself. Don't collapse."
"Yes, sir."
He patted my shoulder and left. I let out a deep sigh once he was gone.
How many times did I flinch at his casual questions? So much guilt, freaking out like an idiot. Gotta be more careful from now on.
That aside... he's right.
Working a bit today confirmed it. Another squeeze tonight, and I'd drop dead.
Honestly, I'd collapse right now if I could... Wait, what?
Collapse early? Fake it right before evening, secure tonight's rest?
Play a little sick?
Act super ill and collapse dramatically—they wouldn't push for tonight then. Perfect way to rest without disappointing them.
Wait, Soye's sharp. Might see through the fake.
Flawless plan, but failure means big letdown.
Then make it real.
I pulled out my phone. With the Hypnosis App, I could make myself collapse convincingly in front of them.
One day off, then make it up to you both tomorrow. Just tonight to rest.
I started plotting the timing and method with my weary brain.
Da'o Entertainment's 17th floor, conference room.
"...In summary, I recommend pushing The Queens, Cool Nine, and Honey Girls as our new priorities."
"Mm-hmm, got it."
Nam Bu-jang finished his presentation, and the woman in front nodded. The woman—Da'o Entertainment's CEO, Lee Sara—was quite the beauty. Her long, light-brown dyed hair was stunning, and her smiling face radiated charm even with minimal makeup. Despite the suit, her bust and perfect proportions stood out... She looked more like an entertainer, singer, or even an idol than a CEO.
"Any more questions?"
"Alright, full support for those three teams as discussed. Promote the managers, bonuses, extra staff... what else was it?"
"Prioritize incoming jobs to these three first. And then..."
Nam Bu-jang explained support measures in detail for a while.
"Got it. No more? Cool! Nothing else? Secretary Yu?"
"No, ma'am."
"Perfect. Good work, Bu-jang. Back to it."
"Yes, ma'am."
After Nam Bu-jang left at the CEO's word, Lee Sara turned to the woman beside her.
"What do you think, Secretary Yu? This project's working, right?"
"Data's still insufficient, isn't it? Only one of the three groups is using it... Maybe they're just starting to stand out. Do you see it differently?"
"Of course! The Queens are killing it among the three!"
The CEO grinned wickedly.
"The way they use my 'gift' is uniquely thrilling, and now they're posting results..."
"Which nearly derailed this project."
"The background check? Pfft, no worries. Memory wiped, recovery blocked. No sign they've noticed, right?"
"Not from my observations."
"Then no problem. Right?"
"Yes."
Lee Sara spun in her chair.
"So fun. Thought they'd use it for bad stuff, but succeeding like that... How's he controlling them so well?"
"Must've used it on his charges too. Can't get that intimate otherwise."
"Huh~? Then no difference from the control group?"
"Probably."
She stopped spinning and stood.
"Check the report for points Bu-jang missed. Keep observing the other two, compare to the control."
"The Queens..."
"I'll handle them. I want the fun part."
A sinister smile crept across her face.
"If this experiment succeeds, Da'o Entertainment could rule the world. Uwahahaha, hehehehe... Ohohoho, hohohohoho! Hohohoho, ho... *cough*, *hack*, *hack hack*! *Hack*, *gasp*, *cough*, *blegh*, *hack hack*!"
"Water, ma'am."
*Gulp gulp.*
"*Cough*, *ahem*, whew... Close one. Thanks, Secretary Yu."
"No need to force that laugh, ma'am."
"Try it! Feels so cheerful, like a real villain. Super fun."
"You don't actually want to rule the world."
"Pfft, topping the industry is basically world domination! Didn't Michael Jackson rule the world? Ohoho, hohohohoho... *cough*!"
She started coughing again.
*Sigh, really.
"*Hack*, *hack*! *Cough*, *gasp*, *blegh*! *Hack*!"
Yu Ga-hye shook her head and handed her more water.