Even If One Dies While Two Eat, They Wouldn't Notice
"To be honest... I don't hate it."
"Hmph! Yeah, right. You're just interested in my body. So you fuck me and then pay me off like that. Uncle sees me not as a girlfriend, but just as a whore, right?"
Tears were streaming down her face.
"Fine. Then I'll just be Uncle's whore."
Her face had gone blank, tears pouring down as she spoke.
"You don't have to pay me that much. Just pay me like any other whore. Hic!Hic!"
"Just don't throw me away."
Jiyeon grabbed my arm and dragged me along as she said it.
We arrived at the motel and stripped without even looking at each other. She lay on the bed, and I climbed on top.
"Hic!Hic!"
Jiyeon kept crying the whole time we fucked. Somehow, it felt like I was forcing her.
"But bro, even when I'm crying like this, you still wanna do it?"
After sex, she asked. She wasn't crying anymore and was nestled in my arm, facing me like usual.
"You look even prettier when you cry. Couldn't hold back."
"Really?"
"Yeah. So pretty I couldn't stand it."
"Mmm!"
Jiyeon hugged me tight and demanded a kiss.
"To be honest..."
"Yeah?"
"I don't like Uncle at all. So I don't wanna be Uncle's girlfriend."
I realized I'd really hurt that fragile girl's heart.
Truth be told, Jiyeon was way too good for me. Without my AV Master powers, I wouldn't even dream of a relationship with her—I'd be grateful just to look from afar.
Maybe I should be content just dating her. Hell, that alone would make me happy enough.
But I couldn't. I had to fuck other women too. Not want to—had to.
If I stopped with other women, kept fucking only her, and uploaded just our videos... it wasn't about revenue. Could I even keep my AV Master powers? I wasn't sure, but it didn't feel positive.
Without those powers, could I satisfy Jiyeon? Sure, I had confidence with one woman. But she'd already tasted mind-blowing pleasure from all the settings cards. I doubted I could give her that without them.
No. Let's be more honest. I'd probably never be satisfied with just Jiyeon. I'd seen infinite possibilities. I didn't want to stop here.
So... I was a coward to the end. Vile and petty. Hurting this cute, beautiful girl's heart while dreaming of other women.
So I'd give her what I could.
I pulled her body close. Jiyeon pouted up at me.
"I'm not treating you like some cheap girl, like you said. And I was thrilled when you called yourself my girlfriend. Honestly, you're too good for me."
"Yeah. It's embarrassing to say I'm dating a guy like Uncle."
She was still sulking.
"It's not that I hate you being my girlfriend. Just... you can't be my only one."
"So Uncle's gonna fuck me, and that girl, and this girl, and everyone. Fine. Do it."
"If you hate that, you don't have to meet me."
"You don't have to threaten me like that."
Tears welled up in Jiyeon's eyes again.
Ah. This was tough. I knew exactly how unreasonable I was being.
But I had no choice. I had to stick to it, even if it meant ending things with her.
"Fine. Then. I won't say that stuff anymore. What right does a whore have to make demands?"
Ah... My heart ached at what I'd done.
"I didn't mean to hurt you. But I didn't want to lie to you either. Sorry for hurting you."
I tried to convince her we were dating, but she couldn't be my only one.
"Hmph! Just don't do it again. Hurry up and fuck me. I can't go home too late tonight. Customer doesn't have time. Go vent your lust quick and leave. Hmph!"
Of course, once her feelings were hurt, she ignored it all and went full ignore mode.
That day, I took her home for the first time, even though we'd slept together plenty. I felt guilty about everything.
"Here. A gift."
In the car to her place, I handed her a small present.
"Huh? Pretty!"
She loved the crystal necklace I gave her.
"Wear it all the time. Brings luck."
"What luck for a whore like me? Tch!"
Her sulk seemed long-lasting. But she stuck her neck out right away for me to put it on—grateful for that.
And her grudge lasted longer than I thought. Epic levels of long.
It started with the texts the next day.
Something told me engaging more would be dangerous.
I realized ignoring her when she said that stuff was best. Telling her to stop just made her keep going till she vented.
Bad vibes. I ignored it. I really didn't want to hear the follow-up.
Of course, she ignored me and dropped her word bomb.
I glanced around quick. What a sight at the office.
Every text made me jump. If anyone saw, my social life was over.
So I stopped replying.
Her grudge didn't end easy. All day, texts flooded with meat toilet, whore, cum—nonstop.
Finally, after ignoring for hours, her revenge stopped.
Even after all that, she wanted to meet. So pretty, and I felt so guilty. But I couldn't back down.
No other way. Just wait for her anger to fade.
But part of me didn't hate her attitude. Treating that lovable girl cold, and her still liking me? Thrilling, really.
Perverted bastard. I'd probably rot in hell.
Fine by me. I'd savor this joy while alive.
Bora... Jiyeon... No plans to change things with the women giving me endless pleasure. And countless beauties I hadn't met yet.
Hell? Bring it.
"Jiyeon. Good news."
The day we were meeting, I called to share.
"What? Gonna fuck me ten times today?"
"No one around? What if they hear?"
"Dunno... Who cares?"
"Anyway, not that. Our company wants to work with you."
"Huh? For real? Yay! Thank you!"
Work talk? Attitude shifted.
"All 'cause Uncle took pretty pics of me, right? Thanks."
Mature answer, unlike her.
"So for negotiations, can you come to the office this afternoon?"
"Of course. Was heading that way anyway. Hohoho."
No fuck-me or meat-toilet talk during work chat. Even her laugh was careful. Made her seem different.
"But... I'll see Uncle at the office later, right?"
"Yeah. You'll sign with me."
Not full model contract, so I'd handle it.
"Then fuck me after signing?"
Nope. Back to normal.
"Can we save that talk for private calls?"
"Hmm... After signing, can I ask privately to fuck me?"
Clear now. This girl was beyond me.
That afternoon, Jiyeon came, stamped the contract I gave her.
"Read it careful. Mess up a stamp once, headaches for years. Some models suffer from bad exclusives."
Not all companies clean like ours. Shady types force crap deals on rookies, dirty stuff too.
"Anyway, Uncle's my main man. If you say stamp, even slave contract. Duh."
Hmm... Grudge not over.
"But... Thanks to this, maybe."
She held up the necklace around her neck.
Ah! No way... Kinda weird timing. Silent for ages, then sudden approval today.
"Coincidence. Heard President liked you."
"President—the tallest, slimmest of the three when I visited?"
"Yeah."
"She's hot. How old?"
"Two, three years older than me? Probably."
"Whoa! That old and still that hot?"
Hmm... That age felt ancient to her. At barely twenty, sure.
"But President's so pretty."
"Was in a girl group before..."
"Girl group? Real? What group?"
"Xersize, active about ten years ago."
"Hmm... No clue."
"Didn't blow up, and she wasn't the famous one. Group fizzled, she modeled for malls, jumped into business—turned out talented. Teamed with Executive Director to build this."
"Director from girl group too?"
"Nah. Straight mall model."
"But..."
Jiyeon eyed me weird.
"Yeah?"
"Normal employees memorize company prez resume like that?"
"Uh? Well?"
Felt off.
"You crushing on Prez or what?"
"No? Not crush. Respect."
True. I respected our President and Director. Couldn't swear their looks played zero role, but building a mid-tier fashion firm from hot bods alone? Respect-worthy.
"Suspicious. You said no girlfriends 'cause you got a fave already, right?"
"No way. You're my favorite right now."
"Hng?"
Still cat-eyed suspicion.
"Wait... Lotsa pretty girls here? Building a harem?"
"Ridiculous."
"Argh! Pisses me off. Prez is hot. Wanna be like that... but Uncle just dreams of fucking her!"
"Hey. No."
"Then you don't wanna fuck Prez?"
"..."
Couldn't lie under her grilling stare.
"See! All guys same! Hmph! Tch! Pout! Bad boy!"
Her jealousy was adorable. Pretty girl jealous of me? Way better than not.