How Big Are You, Oppa?
“Uh…? Shopping, you say?”
Seo Haneul tilted her head as soon as they arrived in Gangnam and saw where they’d gone. It was a place she’d never visited before in her life.
“If this counts as shopping, then sure, it’s shopping.”
The ultimate supercar maker. The place that naturally came to mind whenever anyone thought of red.
“Welcome. This is Ferrari.”
Seo Haneul’s eyes widened.
“I’ve got a vehicle reservation under the name Song. Hoon.”
“Welcome, sir!”
No matter that the cars were made in Italy—did it make any sense that the waiting period just to build and hand over a single new car was two years? And even that could get pushed back further.
“Ah, here I’m just going to sign the contract. I’m not choosing a model, so it shouldn’t take long.”
“No, the choosing isn’t even the issue—it’s Ferrari….”
Even if all he was doing was signing a contract, it was still Ferrari. That car started at a minimum of three hundred million won.
Following Song Hoon as he looked over the vehicles prepared in the showroom, Seo Haneul walked into the office.
“Welcome. I’m your dealer, Jeong Seongguk.”
On the table sat two file folders stamped with the red Ferrari logo.
“If you sign today and complete payment, vehicle handover will be completed within a week.”
“A week?”
“Yes. We’ll carry out a final inspection at our own center before delivery.”
“Hmm, nice. Brand-new cars take too long.”
“Our certified pre-owned vehicles are also fully inspected and certified by Ferrari itself, so I guarantee you won’t regret it.”
Song Hoon quickly signed both files in a clean, simple motion. The payment was just as fast.
And that was that—after a lengthy explanation, it was all over.
“W-wow… no, I mean, o-oppa. Two Ferraris?”
“Your first time in a Ferrari will be with you.”
He whispered in her ear, and perhaps because it reminded her of what had happened before they came, Seo Haneul’s face went scarlet.
“Next.”
“Huh? Next?”
“Next is Mercedes-Benz.”
“Eek? That’s an import car too!”
“I told you. Today’s shopping. Vehicle shopping.”
And so they went straight into a Mercedes showroom and signed for one more company car.
“Wait—another next?”
“This time it’s BMW.”
They entered BMW and added one SUV plus two more 5 Series sedans under the company name.
He bought a total of six vehicles, sweeping them up exactly like shopping.
“I-I mean, what on earth….”
“Why? Because I need them all. I need them.”
Seo Haneul, who had no idea whether they were company cars or personal cars, was already half out of her mind watching Song Hoon casually swipe up a sum worth tens of billions of won in one go.
“They’re company cars~ We need at least enough for the office staff to ride around in.”
Of course, there weren’t any employees yet. But they’d be acquiring them soon enough, and the price was already under negotiation because a good listing had come up.
If that didn’t work out, he could always just strip the staff from another company and bring them over.
“Still though….”
Still, six vehicles.
It was real, literal vehicle shopping. Not buying six outfits, not picking up six luxury goods—six cars. She had never even heard of anything like it.
“I think this is enough for now.”
Song Hoon merely smiled and did not bother mentioning that he had already signed for a Lamborghini and a Porsche as well.
Ah, so this is why guys start saying things like ‘car, car’ the second they get money.
It was a little over the top, sure, but when else would he ever get to spend like this?
It was the kind of feeling people had when they said that if they ever won the lottery, they’d divide the money up for this and that and spend it all with a plan.
Still, it’s super cool.
Just imagining driving different cars on different days—the sort of cars he used to watch in movies and think, Wow, if I could just ride in one of those once, I’d have no more wishes in life—made his chest pound.
If he exaggerated a little, it almost made his heart race more than sex did.
And, of course, the sex they’d have inside them would be no different.
I wonder what car sex inside a Ferrari feels like.
A chuckle escaped him.
Since there were two Ferraris, maybe he should have his first car sex with Seo Haneul in one and Kim Nagyeong in the other.
Even if Nagyeong seemed shy, she was secretly very possessive.
She must have bragged about bringing someone new over, because a flood of KakaoTalk messages had come in by the time the car sex was over.
Of course, he’d replied kindly with a smile tugging at his lips.
Though after that, she’d probably gotten flustered, because her reply took a while.
***
By the time the car shopping was finished, it was late afternoon and evening was drawing close.
“Should we eat at home? Or do you want to eat out and head back in?”
“Mm… just a second.”
Seo Haneul sent a message to the younger sibling who was supposed to be coming today.
“They’re probably about to leave soon, but I only told them to come near Jamsil, Seoul. I didn’t know where to meet.”
“Where else? We meet at home.”
Signature Tower, 68th floor. A place with a great view and a big bed.
A place where life’s necessities could all be handled in one go.
And, from the beginning, a place bought precisely for that reason.
“Oh—actually, I think they’ll like that.”
“Who is it, anyway?”
Seo Haneul tapped at her phone screen and held it out.
“This one. What do you think?”
On the screen was a streaming video.
Hiiiii~ there~ I’m Yeoooooreum~
Ugh, it’s really hot summer now. Summer, summer.
And why am I wearing long sleeves in this heat? If you guys see my arms, you’ll just say they’re too white again! Besides, the room’s cold because I’ve got the air conditioner on!
A petite woman waved at the camera.
“She goes by Yeoreum. Her real name is Lee Yeoreum.”
“Huh… I think I might’ve seen her passing by in YouTube Shorts.”
“Aah! Master, so you did know her!”
“Haneul must have definitely seen her on YouTube too~”
She had the kind of face people recognized vaguely from passing glimpses. Short bob, slender frame, petite build.
Her chest was around Bin’s level. But if someone that petite had a big chest, that would be weird in its own way, so it worked.
Still, that aside—
Hmm….
The image she gave off on stream was anything but ordinary.
Hey—wait! You guys are serious!
Are you going to keep doing that?! Manager-nim! Sexual harassment is bad! Kick them all out for me, please!
On-screen, Yeoreum had her hands on her hips and was glaring red-faced at the chat as filthy comments kept popping up, sounding like sexual harassment.
“Pure…? Or is that just an image thing?”
“Pfft—bwahahaha. Pure… pure, huh.”
The instant the word pure came up, Seo Haneul burst into laughter she’d been holding back.
“Our master got horny over someone pure? Your dick’s already hard?”
“Isn’t that because of you? You haven’t been able to take your hand off my dick for a while now.”
Song Hoon lightly bit her earlobe as he looked at his phone.
“Ahngh—”
“So. You’re really bringing this girl?”
“I really am. But don’t be fooled by what you see. Especially people in broadcasting—those types are image-making pros.”
Seo Haneul shook her head.
“Yeoreum. She’s bisexual, she loves huge dicks, and she’s even done threesome work with me and some players twice. The girl’s unbelievably lewd. Her tastes are too, so you’re going to be shocked, Master. Like, ‘Wait, she’s this different from her broadcast image?’ shocked.”
That, too, was after they’d gotten acquainted by chance and shared a drink or two—Yeoreum had been the one to ask first because she wanted to try it. She’d said she’d heard rumors. She’d been so bold about it.
“She even asked if I was still up for getting drilled by a twenty-centimeter monster dick today….”
Seo Haneul drifted off somewhere while feeling Song Hoon’s hand sliding over her body like a caress.
“See? She’s already said she’ll come right after posting her ‘no broadcast today’ notice.”
- Damn, how can someone be that weak all the time?
- She catches colds and gets body aches every other day. Didn’t she even stream yesterday with the AC turned way too high?
- Get well soon, Yeoreum~ now my heart hurts too~
- Heeeying. Rest well and come back safe~
- [crying rabbit emoji]
Wow. The only thing he could say was that she was truly something else.
She had over a thousand live viewers, and the fact that her fans were leaving comments like that while she still ditched the stream and ran over here was impressive enough on its own.
Though I guess I’m the one who profits either way?
He’d expanded his reach beyond Z, beyond the cheerleaders, and now he’d even carved out a chance to extend into the streamer scene.
“Once she gets a taste of my dick, she probably won’t be able to let go.”
“Like Haneul?”
“Of course. She’d be a total slave by then~”
“She’s twenty-two, though. That’s fresh meat.”
“But she loves huge dicks and threesomes….”
Song Hoon smirked and gave Seo Haneul’s lips a quick kiss.
“Then it’ll probably taste worse than Haneul’s pussy, huh?”
“Of course~”
Laughter slipped out of him before he realized it. Kim Nagyeong had introduced him to Seo Haneul, whom she considered beneath herself.
And Seo Haneul was trying to introduce him to Lee Yeoreum, whom she considered beneath herself.
Nagyeong had done it because she couldn’t handle him on her own. Haneul was trying to make sure her own position stayed secure.
Either way, everyone has their own charm, and honestly, they’re all more or less the same once you get down to it.
There was certainly a difference between an A-grade and a B-grade pussy when you actually tasted them, but there was no four-dimensional wall that couldn’t be crossed. Even if it wasn’t the kind of ranking decided by that one factor alone.
***
“Mmm… Oppa, you’re that big?”
Lee Yeoreum—streamer name Yeoreum—arrived and, instead of marveling at the grandeur of Signature Tower’s penthouse the way most people would, she sat down on Song Hoon’s lap after food had been ordered and started asking questions while snatching the steak from his hand and chewing on it.
Very provocatively.