Chapter 17: The Black Market (1)
"This is the black market."
"This is it? There's nothing here."
The place where the cop uncle brought me, calling it the black market, was just an ordinary alley in the middle of the main street.
"Don't speak so loudly. They say if you go into that alley and say the password, they'll open the door."
I did the right thing asking the uncle for help. If I'd been alone, with a hint like 'narrow alley between buildings,' I'd never have found it in my lifetime.
"By the way, I don't know the password. It's not that I'm trying to send you back— I really don't know."
"It's fine. I know the password."
"What? You didn't know the location of the black market, but you know the password?"
I stepped forward in front of his bewildered face. Hesitating for a moment, I recited the password in a small voice.
"The... wet entrance leads to paradise."
"What? Miss, I can't hear you well. Say it again."
"…?"
A voice came from beyond the wall.
It wasn't permission to enter, nor a refusal.
Couldn't hear it?
No way. I could hear the guard beyond the wall stifling laughter with his hand over his mouth.
'This bastard's messing with me right now, isn't he?'
The password was already embarrassing enough to die from, and now this guy was testing me.
Glancing sideways, the cop uncle was looking down at me with a puzzled expression.
"Eunha? What did you say? The guard didn't hear it, it seems. Say it louder once more."
I'd said it softly on purpose so it wouldn't be heard….
The uncle was genuinely clueless. That pure concern stabbed my heart like a dagger.
Acting nonchalant, I brought my lips right up to the narrow gap in the wall.
"……The wet entrance leads to paradise."
I enunciated each syllable clearly, but whispered it as if crawling into a hole.
After a moment of silence, much more blatant mocking laughter flowed through the gap.
"Come on, miss! I don't feel any good vibes in your voice at all! How can someone trying to enter paradise look so dead inside? A bit more... you know? Put some emotion into it and say it loud!"
"This crazy pervert bastard for real."
The rough words slipped out before I knew it.
My fists trembled.
'Should I just smash my way in?'
That destructive impulse surged, but it would only make me enemies with the entire black market.
Endure it. Seo Eunha. This is just a typical humiliation quest from an ero game….
"Hoo… hoo…."
I took deep breaths and squeezed my eyes shut.
Embarrassment lasts a moment, but gear lasts forever.
With a whatever, I don't care anymore mindset, I covered my face with both hands and screamed at the top of my lungs.
"The wet entrance leads to! PARADISE!"
The alley filled with my scream-like shout.
Only then did a metallic clank sound, and part of the wall slid back. At the same time, the shady-looking man who'd been toying with me emerged from inside.
He scanned me up and down with a sleazy, satisfied grin.
"Kyahaha! That's right, you've gotta have that kind of spirit to be a Paradise regular. It's been ages since a hot newbie like you showed up."
"…What? Hot?"
"Since you're here at Paradise, I could send you to paradise myself... how about it?"
"No thanks, get out of my way."
I lightly swatted away the guard's hand as he reached toward my chest with vulgar words.
I wanted to snap his wrist right then, but it'd only hurt me. I knew Paradise had this kind of atmosphere coming in.
Just as I was about to endure and enter the black market, carving patience into my soul, the guard suddenly blocked the cop uncle.
"By the way, what's with the uncle? This isn't a place just anyone can enter."
"What are you doing? He's with me. Let him in quick."
"Even if he's with you, so what? The miss is cleared 'cause she's in academy uniform, but that uncle's identity isn't verified. Can't let outsiders in carelessly."
Caught off guard in a place I never expected.
I could go in alone, no problem, but leaving the uncle who'd come to help me here felt wrong.
And the guard's next words were enough to stop me in my tracks.
"If you're not close, maybe we silence him or something. Can't just let an outsider who found the entrance go free."
The guard slung a rusty iron pipe over his shoulder and approached the uncle threateningly.
My face drained of color.
The black market guard was obviously an awakener. A normal person like the uncle had no way to escape unscathed.
I hurriedly wedged myself between them.
"…Wait! Stop!"
"What, now you wanna go in together? …Well, it's not like there's no way."
The guard smirked and eyed my body up and down.
"Prove your relationship reasonably. Show that you and that uncle are close enough. You're not gonna pull some stale lie like father-daughter, right?"
I shut my mouth for a moment and exchanged glances with the uncle.
He seemed to ask, 'Should I run?' but I shook my head.
I couldn't put the cop uncle in danger.
...And I had a rough idea of what kind of proof he wanted.
"……Uncle is my master."
"Eunha. Let's go back."
The uncle turned around sternly at my words, but hooded male students had already blocked the way.
"Where you going? Two choices. Girl enters alone and uncle doesn't leave in one piece, or both enter Paradise. What's it gonna be?"
"I said master! What did you hear?!"
"Words alone ain't convincing. If he's your master, show some master-like behavior."
The atmosphere was turning hostile. I had to make a decision.
Boldly, I grabbed the uncle's hand and pulled it toward my chest.
"…!? Eunha, you…!"
"Uncle… it's okay. Just do it quick."
I grabbed his thick arm and whispered. The upright cop uncle's eyes filled with confusion.
After a brief hesitation, he seemed resolved and gripped my entire breast.
"Ah…!"
My large breast was mercilessly kneaded in his grasp. Unlike Park Dusik's violent touch, this felt restrained desire.
I was startled for a moment, but this much was nothing.
If I'd been born a woman, I'd want to die from shame, but as a former man, my breasts were just cumbersome flesh to me.
But apparently that wasn't enough proof, as the guard snickered and mocked us.
"Hey, uncle. That proof enough? Handle her more roughly, like a proper master."
At the guard's taunt, the uncle's eyes changed.
Influenced by hypnosis? Or his long-suppressed male instincts?
The uncle seized both my breasts at once and yanked them toward his body.
"Haaang! Ah, uncle…? Not there, eek…."
His thumb persistently stroked around my nipple. The thin shirt fabric rubbed harshly against the tip, making my nipple bulge noticeably even through the clothes.
My mind flashed white from the sudden rush of pleasure.
His hot breath and masculine scent pierced my nose.
"Ooh, not bad? Who knew a cocky academy girl could make such a bitchy sound."
The guard approached with interest and examined my face.
My eyes were already unfocused, tongue slightly out, panting heavily.
Every time his hand touched, my hips bucked involuntarily.
My legs went weak in an instant.
"Haa, haa… Uncle…♡"
Please, no more, that's what I meant, but….
The situation went the opposite way.
The uncle squeezed my breasts like wringing them out, twisting the sensitive spots wildly with his fingers.
"Haaaang♡ Hngguk!"
The tingling pleasure flowing from my breasts made my legs give out. The overwhelming sense of domination, like my whole body was claimed by his large hand.
Leaning on his arm, I let out beastly moans.
"Ha… That enough? Now move."
The uncle glared at the guard, breathing roughly. Only then did the guard chuckle and step aside.
"Quite the fine master. Taming a prize like that—I'm jealous."
"Prize, huh…♡"
My legs buckled weakly, and the uncle wrapped his arm around my waist to support me.
Even that contact felt hypersensitive, goosebumps rising all over.
The guard added one last remark to our retreating backs.
"Uncle. If your slave gets boring, check the slave market. We'll pay top price for a girl like that."
"…."
And so we entered the black market.
Even after passing inspection, the uncle kept his hand on my breast for a long while.