What Do You Mean by "Let’s Meet Up Today"?
“Wh-what are you talking about!”
Kim Nagyeong’s face turned beet-red as she smacked Song Hoon’s chest a few times, but there was no real force behind it. It was little more than an expression of embarrassment.
Of course I’m still going to fuck her today.
Hadn’t I said it before? One round would leave her so drained she’d be limp all over. In that case, I’d better wear her out with shopping first, then drain the rest of her soul with sex.
The night was long. Besides, I’d already checked that she was free tomorrow afternoon.
“For now, let’s go shopping. We can do the other thing after.”
At that, Kim Nagyeong looked between the massive bed and Song Hoon with a resigned expression before starting to seriously think it over.
“Should I call one of the sisters who has time right now?”
She was actually considering it. A threesome? It would be a little embarrassing, but...
“Mm... should I call Haneul unnie?”
The older girls had already suggested it to her more than once, as if they were perfectly used to this sort of thing. Seo Haneul, especially, had a huge sex drive and seemed more interested in getting into bed with him than in being introduced to him as a man.
“I think unnie would definitely come if I called her.”
It was almost enough to make me wonder if that would be the only way I’d be walking out of this house tomorrow.
“Let’s go shopping first. I’ve got a lot to buy. I don’t really have any fashion sense, so I was hoping you could help me pick stuff out.”
I’d never really dressed properly before. All I had were the suits I wore to work and the random clothes I threw on on weekends.
“Oh! Clothes! Really? That’s like a dream come true for me. Like picking out clothes for a guy you like and stuff.”
Kim Nagyeong’s eyes sparkled.
Maybe they weren’t lovers, but wasn’t this still a good feeling?
“Hurry up and come down! This’ll be fun!”
One of the best things about Signature Tower was exactly this: hotel, giant shopping mall, and officetel all in one place. Even if you didn’t go outside, you could live your whole life in one-stop convenience.
And that was the key point.
Penthouse residents got special treatment even when they went shopping.
Once we took the elevator back down to the floor where the mall was located...
“Wow... holy crap.”
When Song Hoon’s steps naturally headed not toward the regular shopping floors but toward the luxury wing, Kim Nagyeong’s eyes lit up. Even if she wasn’t the one footing the bill, a shopping spree like this would still give her a massive sense of vicarious satisfaction.
“What do you want to buy?”
“Just a bit of everything. I need a business suit tailored, and I should buy a watch and some accessories too. Casual clothes as well.”
“Oh! A little of everything is even better!”
Kim Nagyeong quickly skimmed the store list on the info kiosk.
“Ooh. Signature Tower really does have everything.”
She grabbed one of the pamphlets on display and hooked her arm through Song Hoon’s.
“Let’s go—!”
Even with a mask pulled low and a hat shoved down over her head, excitement was spilling through all of it.
Hmm... did I misread this?
For a moment I’d forgotten how much women loved shopping.
“I think we can just go straight to the fourth floor. This is the men’s fashion section. The third floor is luxury fashion, the second is luxury watches and jewelry, and the first is luxury boutiques.”
Ding.
When the elevator arrived on the fourth floor, every storefront in sight was a brand name I’d seen somewhere before.
“Hmm... Oppa, you’ve got great proportions and a handsome face, so I think anything would suit you, really.”
Kim Nagyeong scanned the store locations, then shrugged.
“Looks like we’re going to have to go through all of them.”
“A-all of them?”
“Of course! There are all kinds of stores, and all kinds of clothes!”
I had the sinking feeling I’d already made a mistake.
***
“Hmm... this isn’t bad either. But the one before suited you well too.”
This was already the fourth outfit change in the same store.
“What’s there to think about? Just charge me for all four from before as well.”
Song Hoon offered the best solution possible and held out his card.
“W-whoa! Oppa, is that a black card? A real black card?”
“Not the famous kind, no. Just a black card from a domestic Korean card company.”
“Still! Wow... I’m seeing a black card for the first time.”
After the payment went through...
“Oh, please have it delivered. To room 6803.”
“Understood, sir. Could you please scan your key here?”
After tapping the key, resident verification popped up, and even though we’d bought quite a lot, our hands were still light.
“Wow... the service is amazing.”
“You’d like it even more if you ordered room service and looked at the night view. The floors above are the hotel, so the room service quality is really good. The restaurants here deliver too.”
“Wow... seriously...”
She looked delighted just imagining it.
“Just pick anything that suits me. I might as well buy everything.”
Such a simple solution.
“H-heh? Really?”
It was the sort of moment where the phrase “a fish in water” suddenly made perfect sense.
“Oh... keep this one for now. This really suits you!”
From that point on, Kim Nagyeong started doing nothing but picking out clothes that suited Song Hoon and, quite literally, scooping them up by the armful.
“Oppa, depending on the occasion, you’ve got to wear something with a more mature feel, right?”
“Didn’t we already talk about that, like, four albums ago?”
“No, no. That kind of maturity and this kind of maturity are different.”
Shopping had already gone past five hours. The only floor left was the first-floor luxury boutique section, and the amount we’d spent had definitely crossed into the thousands.
“I think the boutiques will just be bags and accessories, and then we’ll be done.”
“And then you won’t end up spending another three or four hours saying, ‘Oh, let’s look at this too, and this too,’ right?”
“Come on— I’ll try to keep it to about an hour.”
Which meant it would probably take at least two hours.
“Fine. Let’s finish shopping quickly and go back up to rest.”
And, as expected, it was exactly as expected.
Louis Vuitton, Chanel, Prada, Dior, Fendi, Bulgari, Cartier, Burberry.
As soon as we reached the first floor, luxury brand stores that would drive women wild lined up one after another.
“Wow... they’ve got the new releases here.”
Kim Nagyeong had barely taken a few steps before she was already staring, eyes bright, at the luxury goods visible through the glass.
Come to think of it, although we hadn’t met that many times, she never really wore anything that could be called luxury.
Still, she had such an amazing figure and knew how to dress herself so well that anything she wore looked beautiful.
“Hmm... maybe I should get a wallet.”
Song Hoon stepped into a nearby luxury store and picked one out, then quietly pointed at a bag Kim Nagyeong had been eyeing as she paced in front of the display.
“Please add that one too.”
“Certainly, sir.”
“Have it delivered to room 6803.”
It couldn’t have been more than a few hundred, really. A gift like that was nothing. Besides, Kim Nagyeong had already done plenty for him. All of it together was his way of thanking her for the shopping trip.
“Let’s go upstairs and eat! I’m starving!”
“Yeees~”
The way Kim Nagyeong’s tail seemed to wag as if nothing had happened was absurdly cute.
Truly.
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We’d clearly gone out shopping after lunch, but by the time we got home, the sun was already setting.
“Order whatever you want.”
Song Hoon tossed the order tablet to Kim Nagyeong as he went into the dressing room to change out of the stiff clothes and into something comfortable.
“Order a lot. Plenty.”
“Okaaay~”
She was busy placing the food order when the doorbell rang.
“Your shopping items have arrived.”
“Uh... did we really buy this much?”
The shopping haul arrived stacked on carts.
“Where would you like us to put them?”
“Oh... just put them in the living room.”
We hadn’t noticed how much we’d bought because nothing was in our hands, but the result was enough to fill an entire section of the living room.
“Thank you.”
The concierge left, and...
“Oh, they’re already here? That was fast.”
After his shower, Song Hoon flopped down in the living room and began pulling out the clothes one by one.
“Uh... didn’t we buy a little too much?”
“Huh? No, no. I needed all of it anyway.”
Meanwhile, Kim Nagyeong tidied up the empty boxes beside him. At the end, she took out the wallet they’d bought last and held out a comparatively small box.
“Here. A present.”
“A... present?”
At Kim Nagyeong’s careful expression, Song Hoon cautiously opened the Prada-branded box.
“Hiiiek—!”
Inside was the bag she’d been eyeing while Song Hoon was choosing his wallet—the very one she’d wanted, but hadn’t dared dream of buying because of the price.
“T-this is... what is this? This costs around seven million won!”
“Hm? A gift. For helping me with shopping too.”
“Nooo... but still! It’s so expensive!”
Song Hoon smiled and whispered into Kim Nagyeong’s ear.
“I’ve been getting pretty backed up lately. Consider this a warning to get yourself ready for tonight.”
“Eeeh...!”
Maybe she really should contact Seo Haneul.
Seriously.
***
“Who?”
“Seo Haneul. She’s one of the unnie’s on the cheerleading team with me.”
Kim Nagyeong had tried on the bag Song Hoon gave her a few times, then carefully put it back in its box and tucked it away. While eating the room service she’d ordered, she asked him cautiously, “Hmm... ah. I think I know who she is. I think I’ve seen her on TV.”
“Oppa! And here you are saying I didn’t know!”
“Pfft. Right now, don’t you know me better than anyone else? Even your skin?”
“I mean, yeah, but... hey! That’s not the important part.”
“Right, Seo Haneul? What about her?”
“I was just wondering... what if I called her?”
The way she kept circling around such a simple thing, too embarrassed to say it straight, made Song Hoon tilt his head.
“Well, if she’s a close unnie, I don’t mind if you call her...”
But then, as soon as he understood what she actually meant, Song Hoon’s expression shifted into something strange.
“Tonight? Right now?”
“Y-yeah...”
We were supposed to be rolling around all night tonight, weren’t we?
“You know what you mean by saying let’s call her today, right?”
That is to say...
“I know, but... I don’t think I can handle it alone, seriously. I’ve got work tomorrow afternoon. What if my legs go weak while I’m cheering?”
When Song Hoon didn’t answer, Kim Nagyeong let out a string of long sighs.
“And that unnie’s a total slut. She’s done threesomes with athletes and stuff. There are even rumors she’s done gangbangs. She keeps trying to lure me into meeting the players too.”
Kim Nagyeong’s voice gradually shrank smaller and smaller.
“She said I should call her whenever I was with you. She likes it that much, huh?”
“Pfft...”
At that, Song Hoon simply laughed.