Rapidly Changing Relationships #2
Rapidly Changing Relationships #2
Shim Chae-a and I were walking arm-in-arm. We were just walking quietly when she suddenly linked her arm with mine. Her elbow poked my side.
Her massive breasts brushed against my triceps. The pressed flesh created a tension. My Adam's apple moved, and saliva pumped.
'...Could she be seducing me?'
My dick kept trying to respond to a call it hadn't even received. That damn torturer...
My balls trembled, diligently starting to produce baby juice. They were spouting nonsense about meeting supply and demand.
Chae-a didn't go to the intermediate class; instead, she came into the beginner class with me, pressing her body close and giving me a subtle look.
I couldn't even argue with her, as she had the perfect excuse of "business." If I forced her to move away, she would probably question me in return.
"Lip balm marks..."
"Are they, perhaps..."
The surrounding students whispered quietly as they looked at us.
My condition was certainly serious. My flushed face was covered in lipstick marks. Considering that Shim Chae-a was subtly smiling while linked arm-in-arm with me, it wouldn't have been difficult for the students to draw conclusions.
The Ordinary Woman's expression stiffened. She seemed to be feeling betrayal and jealousy. ...I hope she doesn't worry too much. I'm perfectly willing to give her hairy pussy as many semen injections as she wants.
I was afraid that strange rumors might spread. If stories of us being a famous lesbian couple circulated within the school, it could lead to various problems for the business.
But to release her arm, Chae-a's firm breasts kept tempting me, making me delay. The longer I hesitated, the more eyes were on us.
'I feel like some prostitute sold off from a village....'
"Chae-a, there are so many people here, shouldn't we separate?"
"Are other people more important than me?"
"...If we're talking importance, you're more important."
"Then there's no problem."
"..."
It felt like the focus of the conversation had gone astray.
'...Could it be that she took off her mask for the first time at school and is trying to rely on me, someone she at least knows?'
Since Chae-a was also a heroine capture target, being relied upon wasn't bad. Although it felt a bit unsettling, I decided to think positively.
* * *
Genes are inherently selfish.
The endless repetition of mental victories and rationalization is an inherent characteristic of intelligent life.
In particular, humans, who are considered intellectually superior on Earth, are exceptional from the very beginning.
'I'm going to be president!'
'My dad is a great man. He's the strongest in the world!'
Even at a young age where they can count on their fingers, they naturally exhibit subtle arrogance and self-adornment.
This baseless confidence repeats endlessly, unless it's broken countless times by aging and life's hardships.
'I am a special person.'
'I am a special person.'
'I am a special person.'
All young humans claim their specialness, but naturally, only a tiny fraction are what one would call 'special humans.'
This amusing instinct, surprisingly, is a great help in life.
Compared to their robust bodies, human minds are incredibly fragile. To survive steadfastly without breaking, mental victories and self-deception are virtually essential.
Rationalizing is normal.
...But why can't I even manage simple rationalization?
Since childhood, a corner of my heart felt empty, as if it had a gaping hole. No matter how hard I tried, it was difficult to find my true self.
I was inherently incapable of mental victories. Logical self-deprecation endlessly consumed me.
Due to self-deprecation, I couldn't assert myself. Instead of revealing myself, I repeatedly belittled and hid myself.
The imbalance between body and mind prevented me from finding balance even in relationships between people and groups.
Sometimes, I was incredibly bright and lively. Throughout my time in groups, I was more energetic and popular than anyone else.
Other times, I was gloomy and self-deprecating, as if wearing smoky makeup. I was just a common vagrant whom no one wanted to associate with.
I became a different person with everyone I met. A person who cannot find balance is a person without a self.
From the moment I realized I had no self, I hid everything about myself. ...Until I found an escape route, that is.
Fashion,
Fashion is not merely a noun that reveals oneself. It can be said to be a noun that simultaneously reveals and conceals oneself.
Even without revealing myself, people judge and define me solely by my attire. False and meaningless adornment hides the emptiness.
As time passed, fashion, which I hadn't particularly liked, became a part of my life. Since things had come to this, I decided to invest my life in it. It was an extremely simple and fleeting decision.
For an ordinary person, effort can be called an investment for the future.
...For me, effort is an extremely magical act of turning a sandcastle into bricks.
I lived without even knowing what I wanted. It was a precarious life, even by my own estimation.
'Ji-yoon...'
I only recently realized what I truly wanted. My gratitude for this enlightenment was as deep as the long period of ignorance.
A dignified and unwavering strong appearance... a true painkiller that stabilizes me.
A gift from the world...
A poignant and desperate relationship, experienced for the first time in my life...
At first, I couldn't even fathom my emotions, but now I clearly recognize them.
That she might be the savior who will redeem my life...
* * *
Seeing Chae-a, it was hard to suppress the surging desires.
Why are there even females and males in the first place? Think about a zoo; even creatures who hate each other, when confined to a small cage, will eventually have sex and produce offspring after a long period of refusal.
Humans are no exception. We are animals, after all. Even a woman for whom one normally has no particular feelings can suddenly appear attractive when placed in a limited situation.
For example, if you see her among ugly women, or if all other women on Earth have died except for her... there are many examples.
Moreover, Shim Chae-a is no ordinary woman. She is an official heroine of Queen Valtz Private Academy, a human being overflowing with charm, sex itself.
Spending a long time with such a woman, with bodies pressed close, makes one's mind hazy. My dick did a wobbly spring dance.
'Can I touch her breasts...? Is it better to just stay still...? What would she say if I asked her on a date...?'
As time passed, the confusion grew.
There was a reason I kept repeating my worries instead of acting directly. She was a completely different type of person from Ha-yoon or Park Tae-i, who revealed all their emotions through their expressions. Her actions and expressions were the epitome of subtlety.
The hand stroking my butt felt more like a test than desire. The kiss that left lip marks felt like affection and a clear sense of purpose simultaneously.
Nothing was certain. It was hard to make a hasty judgment.
"What are you staring at so much?"
"...Indeed."
I decided to take a gamble.
I pulled Chae-a's shoulder, resting her face on my shoulder. It was a simple action, but my dick felt like it was going to explode.
"...!"
She seemed surprised but didn't resist, quietly resting her head on my shoulder. A soft hand caressed my thigh.
'Shit, is she checking if I have a dick?'
A reasonable suspicion arose.
* * *
The limited edition cardigan received an explosive response. Despite the high price tag of around 200,000 won, many people wanted to buy it due to its overflowing swag and unique handmade quality.
Chae-a made a bold decision to sell 100 limited edition cardigans. Since they were handmade, it would take a long time, but the estimated profit was a whopping 20 million won.
"...A factory is one thing, but we also need to start hiring people."
Even for a small business, two people were far from enough. They gradually needed employees to work with them.
Today, they were assigned a container box from the department to use as a business premises. It was still an empty field, but it was a decent space with internet connectivity.
"We need to find a factory quickly too..."
"First, we should contact a factory in the provinces..."
"You want a factory?"
An unfamiliar voice interrupted the conversation. Turning my head, I saw Kim So-yoon clicking her heels as she walked towards us.
"If you want, I can introduce you to a factory with good conditions... of course, there are conditions."
She said venomously.
"Ji-yoon, you'll have to make time for me regularly."
"...Why me?"
"Don't we already have a contract?"
"What are you talking about?"
I feigned ignorance.
"Do you think I wouldn't know you've been avoiding me since that day?"
'So she knew after all...'
Although I was being blackmailed, I had tried my best to avoid her to ignore the headache-inducing situation.
"Normally, there'd be no reason to help with the factory, but your pathetic state is amusing, so I'm letting it slide. When I show generosity, humbly bow your head."
"...Alright."
Ignoring the problem had reached its limit. I had avoided her with an extremely evasive mindset, but thanks to that, I also got the chance to contract with a factory, so it turned out to be a meaningful action.
"...Wait, what are you suddenly talking about?"
Shim Chae-a listened to the conversation and frowned. She seemed unable to understand the unfolding situation.
"Who are you to tell Ji-yoon to bow her head?"
"...Hmm, your gaze is good, isn't it? I'll forgive you this time, but there won't be a next time, alright?"
An angry Chae-a approached Kim So-yoon.
"She's been talking to herself since earlier... Ugh."
The bodyguards nearby stopped her.
"After school, I'll text you the place you need to come. (Whispers) If you don't want your photos spread, unblock my number, okay?"
'Shit, she knew everything....'
Having said all she wanted, she walked past us and entered the building. As soon as Kim So-yoon disappeared, Chae-a immediately came up to me and grabbed my head with both hands.
"What's going on? Did something happen between you two?"
"It's nothing much. I'm doing a part-time job where I get paid to hang out after school."
"...Don't lie."
"...Just think about the benefits we'll get from the factory. It's a factory connected by a large corporation, so it will be a huge help to our business."
"..."
This time too, I decided to think positively. Since it was a factory arranged by a large corporation, at least we wouldn't have to worry about supplies.
* * *
We arrived at an intelligent-looking mansion with a vast landscape, wall-like fences, and burly men in black suits guarding the perimeter.
This place, where we arrived at Kim So-yoon's command, was an excessively enormous house for a single student to live in, even if it wasn't the main residence of Palgak.
It was my first time in a house full of bodyguards and security devices, so I felt quite awkward mentally. It felt less like a home and more like entering a public institution, like an art museum or a constitutional body.
"You're here? You two can leave now."
"...Understood."
The bodyguards left the house. Only Kim So-yoon and I occupied this vast space. The expansive interior, no different from the outdoors, pressed down on me with its grandeur.
This place resembled the architecture Hitler loved.
Emil Hácha, the president of Czechoslovakia, entered the intimidating 'Neue Reichskanzlei' and suffered a heart attack, signing a humiliating surrender.
'Shit... I won't be intimidated!!'
I swore to live a proactive life this time. Although I was dragged here by force, I had no intention of submitting to her demands.
"...So, what do I do now?"
*WHIP-CRACK!!*
"Ack!! You startled me!"
No sooner had I finished speaking than a leather whip cracked down on the floor. A sharp sound spread from below upwards.
"You still don't know your place and try to speak like a human?"
Perhaps thanks to awakening my Wihyeom Gamji skill, I quickly assessed the situation.
"Woof woof woof! Pant pant pant."
I cowered, panting with my tongue out. It was an FM-level change of attitude.
"Oh my, are you happy to see your owner, my little doggy bastard?"
"Awoo awoo awooo~♡"
'You fucking bitch! Even so, a whip crosses the line!!'
My actions and my inner thoughts were completely separate.
"How should I train my little doggy bastard?"
"Whine... Whine..."