Chapter 217: Awakening a Sense of Challenge
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 217: Awakening a Sense of Challenge
The next day.
“Seriously, they say people change when they meet a man. Is Chairwoman Morrigan finally becoming a decent human being?”
“She’s only like that in front of Yong-hwan. I heard she threw a total fit at the director at dawn, demanding they increase his screen time.”
“Ah, I wish the food was this good throughout the whole shoot…”
“Once Yong-hwan’s scenes are done, we’ll be back to those cheap lunch boxes, just you wait~”
Listening to the staff sisters gossiping, I checked to make sure the insulated lunch box I’d packed in my bag was still there. Just then, Morrigan arrived via helicopter.
“...I know a good Sea Dragon Sashimi Restaurant. Shall we go there today?”
“I felt bad about you always buying, so I packed a lunch today…”
“Cancel the reservation.”
With a casual wave of Morrigan’s hand, the sister in black sunglasses following her immediately made a call.
“It’s just the kind of stuff I usually eat! It might not suit your palate!”
“It’s fine.”
I laid the groundwork first. Unlike Morian—that cancerous bitch of the delinquent world who hangs out with my mom—Morrigan was a solid businesswoman expanding her empire, living a life befitting a chairwoman. A meal I’d thrown together out of laziness might not be to her taste.
“If it’s not to your liking, please feel free to say so! I was actually thinking of trying the buffet food here too.”
“Hoho, is that so?”
As I sat at the table, I felt a pang of guilt seeing the staff sisters standing and eating away from us, but I ignored it. If I started being considerate of every little thing like that, they’d surely develop bad habits.
“It’s nothing compared to the food you always buy me… I’m a bit embarrassed.”
I wasn't passionate enough to cook a feast just to train a single Black Cow, so I pulled out a lunch box filled with simple dishes: egg rolls, seasoned vegetables, and stir-fried meat.
For the record, the portion was a bit smaller than expected because I’d shared some with a certain sow who was moved to tears, asking if I was making her breakfast. But it was fine; you don't eat this for the taste, you eat it for the sincerity.
If it wasn't enough, I could just grab more from the buffet!
“....”
Morrigan stared down at the contents of the lunch box in silence. Compared to what she usually treated me to, it was undeniably meager.
She looked disappointed, perhaps because the food was just a bunch of stuff I’d lazily stir-fried, boiled, sprinkled, and seared.
“Is this your first time seeing food like this, Chairwoman?”
“A-Ah, no. It’s, well…”
I could tell she was flustered, but since I couldn't tell if it was disappointment or if she actually liked it, I picked up some food with my chopsticks.
“Just eat. Say ahhh~!”
“Yes? Yes? I, well… Th-That…. Ahhh….”
Morrigan carefully opened her mouth and took the food, avoiding my gaze and chewing cautiously while covering her mouth. Despite her looks, she seemed like a kind and sincere person.
I’d been ignoring the stories about her backstabbing and swallowing up other companies as just business talk, and it seemed my intuition was right!
“Does it suit your taste? It’s just what I usually cook….”
“...I’d want to eat this every day.”
Wondering if the seasoning had turned out particularly well today, I took a bite myself.
Compared to the luxurious, flavorful, and unlimited food Morrigan usually bought, this was pathetic beyond belief.
I still couldn't tell if this act was a facade or if she was just a total simp who was head-over-heels for me.
Morrigan Siador was holding her utensils, but it was obvious she was watching my every move. No, she was making it obvious.
“....”
Now I was certain.
“Since it’s your first time, I guess you wouldn't know. I’ll explain them to you one by one! Ahhh~”
“Ahhh~!”
The sisters were a pair of hopeless, irredeemable simps.
***
I thought she might drag me into a dark alley, force herself on me in the helicopter, or take me to a hotel and ravish me, but Morrigan treated me with extreme gentleness and docility.
My life was usually exhausting because I was surrounded by trashy women with extreme fetishes and masochistic sow personalities. To find a normal big sister—what a rare and special character!
She was different from most of my mom’s friends, who were always just looking for a chance to devour me, spreading their legs and lifting their hips the moment I flashed my dick, begging for irresponsible seeding.
From a sexual perspective, I wanted to have a taste, but I also hoped to have at least one pure person around me. She truly seemed like Morian’s older sister, maintaining that ambiguous distance.
At least, that’s what I thought.
As the movie filming neared its end, I spent my time feeding Morrigan the cheap lunch boxes I brought while I gorged myself on the buffet food. Just as I was lamenting the end of this period of emotional and physical labor—
Even if I trained a sow hard, she was still an inferior elf born to graze on grass. Even if she fried pork cutlets for me every day, her palate was different from mine; I wouldn't even consider it a meal without meat. I was feeling sad that my days of joyfully wondering which buffet to enjoy were coming to an end.
I was looking at Morrigan Siador, feeling a bit of regret and calculating that she was pretty, had big breasts, and might be worth hitting on for some irresponsible seeding—at least until she had to leave mid-meal for an urgent matter.
Actually, even then, I didn't think much of it.
I wondered what was so urgent that she’d even left her phone behind. The problem started when I picked it up.
Since I had a habit of filming various videos on the sows' phones, I couldn't help but be curious about the contents of a mega-corporation chairwoman’s phone. I shouldn't have looked.
My hand, intending to check the gallery, accidentally opened the internet browser.
The real trouble began the moment I saw the search history.
“Uh…?”
I felt like I’d seen something I shouldn't have.
Unconsciously, I kept scrolling down the list.
Wait a minute.
This was weird. I scrolled past a long list of searches about how to look good to men and dating courses.
For context, Auntie was the name of the movie I’d filmed recently. I kept scrolling through the useless search history.
I could see a petty and dark search history where she looked for negative reviews of Morian and positive evaluations of herself.
I looked back at the most recent searches.
The list from the most recent to the oldest began to blur together.
I turned off the screen as if nothing had happened and put the phone back where it was.
First, I contacted Morian.
—Yo-Yong-hwan!? W-What’s wrong?! You’re the first to call! Is there something you want? Or something you want to eat?! I think I’ll have time this evening…! No, wait…. In two hours, I can make time starting in two hours!
I mostly ignored the nonsense from the fussing Snow Woman sister.
“About Morrigan.”
—Why that crazy bitch?
The voice that was always sweet to me turned low and cold.
“What kind of person is she?”
—She’s my family, but she’s completely crazy… no, she’s a strange person. Just play along for a bit and then ignore her. Our Yong-hwan is so quick-witted, cute, kind, and lovely. If she touches you in a weird place or says something unpleasant, tell me! Got it?!
“No, I don't really get it when you put it like that…. I’m curious about her personality.”
—Huh? Didn't I tell you last time? That she’s trash who enjoys playing with and tormenting people…?
It was my fault for letting Morian’s words go in one ear and out the other.
I realized I’d committed the blunder of skyrocketing the affection level of a sadistic villainess queen who wanted to devour me by any means necessary.
It was clear that Morrigan Siador was planning to wait for me to show a weakness so she could pull some bullshit.
“Hmm… people like that are usually called sadistic, right?”
—Uh… you know that word? Yeah, exactly…? I’m telling you, she’s the real deal. She’s malicious, truly malicious.
After Morian spent about three minutes badmouthing Morrigan, she started talking nonsense about getting dinner together, so I brushed her off and hung up.
Around that time, Morrigan, who had left for her "urgent business," returned.
“Ah, here it is. I accidentally left my phone behind.”
Morrigan, who retrieved her phone with a gentle smile intended to put me at ease as usual, gave a light greeting and started walking toward the heliport before stopping.
“Ah, by any chance, did any calls or messages come to the phone?”
“I didn't even know it was there.”
“Hee-hee~? Is that so?”
I’d thought she was an easy Black Cow, but the purple eyes of this corporate chairwoman—who was actually a perverted sadistic queen playing the role of a simp—scanned me.
In the past, I would have thought she was licking me with her eyes because I was cute, but now she just looked like a predator trying to see if I was lying.
“I’ll see you again next time?”
And as Morrigan turned to leave with a bright smile, as if that threatening gaze from a moment ago had been a lie, I unconsciously licked my lower lip.
I felt a sense of crisis, but to me—a sadistic king who had grown into the role—a sadistic queen was something that awakened a sense of challenge.
First, I needed to create some distance.
“Lately, I’ve been feeling depressed, and life feels boring and hard. Can we finish the movie filming as quickly as possible? I don't mind staying up all night…! Otherwise, I think I’ll have to tell my mom.”
“Today—no, three days! Let’s finish it within three days!”
Using the finishing move of ‘My mind is boo-boo,’ I was able to shrink a two-week filming schedule down to two days. Because I’d asked Morian to attack Morrigan’s company’s stock price like a dog, Morrigan didn't visit the set again until the end of filming.
Of course, the hotel-catered buffet food kept coming until the day of my final scene.
I heard from Luinal Sil that from the day after my filming ended, the food went back to being cold lunch boxes.