Chapter 37
Chapter 37
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 37
Chapter Title: A Lucrative Side Job
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Gong Ji-hyun stood before her older brother, the owner Gong Ji-cheol, with her hands planted firmly on her hips.
“Oppa, seriously, don’t you have a conscience?”
“What kind of nonsense are you spouting now?”
“The cafe is doing this well; you should be giving something back. What if he runs off like that model part-timer from before?”
“If you don’t know what you’re talking about, then don’t say anything.”
That guy was the one who stabbed him in the back the moment he saved up enough to start his own business, even after being given a percentage of the profits.
But he couldn’t tell his younger sister that.
Nor could he tell her that Chang-woo was taking home a 40% cut of the profits—far more than that guy ever did—on top of a base salary of five million won.
If the other employees found out, they might fall into despair.
Gong Ji-cheol fundamentally didn’t trust people to keep their mouths shut.
“How much are you paying Chang-woo? Tell me the truth. I need to hear it and judge for myself.”
“Just don’t come in starting tomorrow. You’re no help at all.”
“Hey, why? I have a right to know, too.”
“What right do you have? If you’re going to keep spouting nonsense, then seriously, don’t show up tomorrow. I’ll just post a new job opening.”
After his stern rebuke, Gong Ji-hyun finally pouted and shut her mouth.
Gong Ji-cheol smiled contentedly as he watched the sales figures climb endlessly.
“I really know how to pick my employees.”
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ The studio office of ‘Tech Pack,’ an IT YouTuber with four million subscribers.
Even their lowest-performing videos hit at least two million views.
Videos with ten million views were not uncommon.
Among domestic IT YouTubers, they were the undisputed tier zero.
In this office, there was a goddess whom every male employee admired.
Jung Hye-na, the former center of a small-time idol group.
“Hye-na. How’s the editing going for the new S-Notebook promotional video we shot last week?”
“Oh, I finished it and uploaded it to the library.”
“When did you finish it all? Alright, I’ll check it out.”
“Okay.”
Jung Hye-na was friendly, diligent, and had a great knack for her work. She was also a fast learner.
Above all, being a former celebrity, she was stunningly beautiful.
For this reason, all the men secretly harbored feelings for her.
But none dared to reveal their hearts.
It was because of the thought, ‘Why would someone like her ever be interested in a guy like me?’
“I’ll be leaving on time today.”
“Ah, we’re really short-staffed since Jung-min is on sick leave. Could you possibly stay for just a few more hours?”
The CEO, Yoo Seong-tae (Tech Pack), wasn’t a malicious boss; he always paid for overtime.
Given the nature of the industry, no employee complained about working late.
“I’m sorry. I have something really urgent to attend to right now.”
“If Hye-na is saying that, it must be something really important. I’ll work overtime in her place.”
“Seong-jin, you were going to work overtime anyway. Nobody’s thinking of going home today.”
Having already prepared to leave, Jung Hye-na said her goodbyes to her colleagues and quickly left the office.
Yoo Seong-tae watched her go with a hint of disappointment, his gaze fixed on her empty desk.
“But hasn’t Hye-na seemed different lately?”
“How so?”
“Before, she used to stick around the office as long as possible, working like she had nowhere else to be.”
“She was incredibly ambitious about her work and learning, that’s for sure.”
“Come to think of it, she has been showing signs of wanting to go home more often these days.”
“Isn’t wanting to clock out and go home the basic instinct of every office worker?”
“I’m not criticizing her. I’m just saying she used to act like she was homeless, but she’s changed recently.”
The CEO, Yoo Seong-tae, muttered to himself.
“Did she start raising a cat or something?”
“Not a cat, a turtle.”
As Kim Ha-jin, a 30-year-old female employee, spoke up, Yoo Seong-tae’s eyes widened.
“She’s raising a turtle?”
“Yes, she mentioned it recently when the female employees were chatting. She said she started raising a really cute turtle. The way she was smiling while talking about it, it must be really adorable.”
“I also heard that the turtle is incredibly pretty.”
Yoo Seong-tae mumbled to himself.
“Did Hye-na always like reptiles...?”
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ As I was about to leave work, the owner followed me out.
“Your cut for today should be around 6.5 million. It’s been raining since morning and the weather was terrible all day, so that’s amazing, right?”
“It’s similar to yesterday.”
“Exactly. Thanks to the Lee Chang-woo totem, we’re getting consistently high sales regardless of the weather. You really saved me.”
The day before I started, when I came as a customer, the owner gave me his share too, so my cut was 15 million won.
On my first day of work, I worked from 9 AM to 11 PM, and my take was 10 million won.
Yesterday, my second day, I left on time at 6 PM and made 7 million won.
Today, despite the rain, it was 6.5 million won.
“I can’t say for sure, but looking at the trend, I think you’ll be taking home between 5 and 8 million every day from now on.”
“That’s incredible. Suddenly I feel like starting my own business.”
“If you start a business, I’ll invest. Make sure to tell me when you do.”
“I’m kidding. I don’t have time to run a business. I have something else I’m doing.”
“Oh, are you studying something? You’re not preparing for college, are you?”
“Are you nervous? That I’ll quit later to go to college?”
“I am nervous, but I can’t stop someone who wants to go to college...”
“It’s a game.”
“Ah, a game.”
Only then did the owner seem to relax.
Well, sex is a game.
“By the way, would you be willing to work on weekends, even if it’s just every other week? A day’s profit is in the millions, isn’t it a waste?”
“I have a raid I absolutely have to participate in on weekends.”
“Ah, a raid. That’s important.”
So this was why he walked me all the way out of the cafe.
I only have two more workdays this week, Thursday and Friday.
It would probably break his heart to see the weekend sales plummet.
I want to make a lot of money too, but...
Sex is more important.
If you take sex with Jung Hye-na out of my life, all that’s left is emptiness.
“I’ll come in on days when there’s no raid.”
“Really?”
“Yes. You don’t have to add to my base salary. The profit share is much bigger anyway.”
“No, no. That won’t motivate you to come in on weekends. Let’s do this. If you come in on a weekend, I’ll give you a special 50%. How about that?”
“Fifty percent?”
“Yep. Suddenly feel like coming in this weekend, don’t you?”
“It’s definitely motivating. But I can’t miss my raids, so if I have something scheduled, I can’t come. Please understand.”
“Of course, it’s your day off. But what kind of game is it that has you so hooked?”
It’s a full-body wrestling game played naked with a beautiful former idol group center.
But if I told him the truth, he’d think I was crazy.
“It’s just a game I really like.”
“Don’t tell the others you’re into gaming.”
“Why not?”
“Because they’ll pester you to play with them and ask for your ID. Especially my sister. Don’t even mention the ‘g’ of game in front of her.”
“Got it.”
I could see Hwang Ah-young in the distance, but she and her friends just watched me, not approaching.
When our eyes met, she gave me a bright smile and waved her hand vigorously.
I feel bad.
That I can’t accept her feelings.
If Jung Hye-na wasn’t in the picture, I probably would have.
That otherworldly body of hers is just unfair.
Her face isn’t on Hye-na’s level, but she’s still very pretty.
“Get home safe.”
“You too, boss.”
After parting with the owner, I glanced around before taking out the original Chang-woo’s phone.
Only now did I get to appreciate the picture Hwang Ah-young had sent.
“Whoa...”
A photo taken in the bathroom.
It was a topless nude, her face clearly visible.
Her hips were just barely in frame; if the angle had been a little wider, her pussy would have been visible too.
Seeing her in a semi-nude photo, I could tell her breasts were truly out of this world.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ “Oh, oppa?”
“You just got off work?”
“Yeees.”
I ran into Jung Hye-na on the first floor of the building.
She practically jumped for joy and linked her arm with mine.
When I pulled my arm away, she looked a little flustered. Cute.
“Is linking arms uncomfortable for you?”
“Not that. I wanted to do this.”
I wrapped my arm around Jung Hye-na’s back and waist, pulling her in close.
Only then did Hye-na grin and wrap her arm around my waist.
We waited for the elevator, standing side by side, affectionately holding each other.
When the elevator doors opened, the people inside flinched in surprise upon seeing us.
I’m used to that kind of reaction by now.
The moment we entered the studio apartment, our lips crashed together as we frantically stripped each other’s clothes off.
“Today... how many... times are we going to do it?”
During a brief pause between kisses, Jung Hye-na asked in a panting voice.
“What time do you need to sleep to get to work tomorrow?”
“Two...”
“Then let’s go until two. Let’s just order in tonight instead of going out.”
“Okayyy...”
I didn’t forget to turn on the camera.
Come to think of it, I’ve recorded every single time we’ve had sex without missing one.
I had some catching up to do, so I also played the video we filmed yesterday.
I slid into Jung Hye-na’s pussy.
“Ahk!”
Jung Hye-na’s body shivered and convulsed.
She’s so sensitive. How can she come the instant I enter her?
As I thrusted gently, I watched our sex video from yesterday playing on the TV.
This is way too stimulating.
“I guess we’ll never watch the same sex video twice.”
“Haah, why, why not?”
“We watch yesterday’s today, we’ll watch today’s tomorrow, and tomorrow’s the day after. Since it’s a constant cycle, we’ll never rewatch the same one.”
“Hehe, you’re right.”
“No, wait. We might be able to rewatch them when you’re on your period. Since we can’t do it anyway.”
“Haah, on my period... you can use... my mouth... ahk.”
“I have this disease where if I can’t cum in your pussy, I have to torture you to death.”
We had sex nonstop, trying various positions.
Missionary, facing cowgirl, mating press, spooning—we moved through them all.
Sweat poured endlessly from Jung Hye-na’s body, and every time our skin slapped together, it made a wet, slick sound.
However, we still hadn’t tried doggy style even once.
When we tried, Hye-na couldn’t hold the position and just collapsed.
We hadn’t tried things like scissoring either.
Every position we used was one that allowed for kissing.
Throughout our lovemaking, my mouth was constantly busy, either on her lips, her breasts, her collarbone, or her neck.
Positions where my mouth would be idle felt like a waste.
“I’m coming, I’m coming again.”
“Oppa, that’s the thirteenth time already... where do you get... this energy... ahk! Aaaah! Oppaaa!”
“Kh!”
Bbrrrr.
I slammed my dick deep between her wide-spread legs, my whole body trembling.
I could feel the head of my cock twitching and expanding.
Not to be outdone, her soft vaginal walls clenched and squeezed my dick.
It was already 10 PM.
We’d been having sex for three hours straight.
I’m starting to get hungry.
“Should we order delivery?”
“Okay. I’m hungry too.”
“Order whatever you want. I’m busy.”
I was quite busy, after all, having to keep thrusting while also kneading both of her breasts.