Side Story 47: Master's Jewel Box
"Ahh, unnie..."
Someone else had appeared.
"Doing that in front of everyone... it's embarrassing..."
She scolded Jo Yeonwoo, who was tangled up with her little brother in a display of affection far too heated for mixed company.
"Huh? You two..."
She spotted Kim Minjun and Lee Hyunwoo, and her face lit up.
"Ahh~ so it was you guys? The kids they said they'd introduce today."
She welcomed them like old friends.
"H-hello!"
She was Jo Yeona — Eunwoo's other older sister, the younger of the twins.
"Yeah, hey~ long time no see?"
Where Jo Yeonwoo gave the impression of someone who barely spoke, Jo Yeona was the opposite: talkative, bright, the textbook popular girl. Her hair was a blazing yellow, and the energy rolling off her looked like it could be every bit as much of a handful as Lee Raon's — except it wasn't.
"We'll be in your care from now on, 'kay? Take good care of our Eunwoo too, haha."
She threw off so much positive energy that nothing about her felt threatening.
"Y-yes!!!"
It was like watching a gyaru be genuinely kind to a pair of otaku.
"We're the ones who should be saying that!"
"We'll do our best!"
The appearance of someone who treated them with actual warmth put a little life back into spirits that had been thoroughly crushed.
"What's this. You didn't react like that when you greeted me."
Jo Yeonwoo sounded faintly wounded.
"N-no, noona... we weren't trying to treat you differently or anything..."
"Differently? That's not a word you use toward your superiors, is it?"
"N-n-n-no...! That's not what I meant...!"
The two of them locked up on the spot.
"Haha, that's why they're scared of you, unnie~ You keep intimidating them like that."
Jo Yeona stepped in, mediating just enough to throw the boys a rope.
"You two don't have to be so tense either~ Fun comes first. If you're all stiff, the mood dies, y'know?"
She loosened the air while she was at it.
Ahh... noona...
Sh... she's an angel...
Of course, it was never going to be that simple.
"That said..."
A difference in rank still existed, and it was not a small one.
"Don't go getting too familiar, 'kay~? Hehe."
They flinched.
Jo Yeona made a point of drawing the line. She leaned in, looking up at them with a mischievous little smile, and delivered the warning in a voice just low enough to feel private. Her eyes were full of play — and underneath it, something cold. Even gazing up from below, the look carried a thread of contempt, as if she were looking down on them all the same.
"O-of course... haha..."
The warmth that had been spreading through their chests at their acquaintance-noona's kindness dropped straight through the floor, ice-cold.
Hhk...
And as a bonus, the cleavage that threatened to spill out as she bent forward set the backs of their skulls on fire.
Footsteps approached.
"Everyone's gathered, huh?"
And after that, one by one...
M... more of them are coming...?
Why are there... so many...?
Women of the highest tier — the kind that froze men in their tracks — began to show themselves, one after another.
They just keep coming...
Master commanded countless slaves. The ones assembled here were only those he was especially fond of. Which meant...
"Who are these?"
A chill ran through them. The two cowering boys couldn't help it — the women's looks and the force of their presence crushed whatever spirit they had left.
"They're Eunwoo's friends, Ha-eun unnie~ Apparently they just came in as Master's slaves."
"N-nice to meet you..."
"P-please take care of us..."
She made them freeze in a completely different way from Lee Raon.
T... this one looks intense too...
Pretty, of course — that went without saying — but the sharp cut of her eyes and the threatening cast of a face that looked like it had a lot of complaints about the world marked her as a typical fierce, high-T type of woman.
Is this Master's type...?
Tanned copper skin and a moderately muscled physique you could read even through her clothes were enough to make the men shrink on a purely physical level.
"New slaves? Then where are your girlfriends?"
"G... girlfriends?"
The two of them tilted their heads at the sudden question.
"Why are you playing dumb? If you came in as Master's slaves, you would've offered up your girlfriends to get through the door."
What the hell is this...
Kim Minjun and Lee Hyunwoo were already dizzy from the way these women tossed out remarks that inhuman as if they were talking about the weather. They were going to have to get used to it, and soon.
"Uh, um... we just... came in through Eunwoo... nim..."
They explained their situation in voices that kept trying to crawl back down their throats.
"What? Speak up. I can't hear you."
Ugh...
The PTSD was starting to climb.
"We don't have girlfriends. Lifelong virgins... we just became Master's slaves thanks to Eunwoo-nim..."
"Well, I figured you wouldn't have girlfriends..."
Something ugly lurched in their chests.
"Then... are you two rich?"
She didn't look convinced.
"N-no..."
"We're just fresh out of school. Unemployed..."
"...What? Then how are you even he—"
That was as far as she got.
"These ones came in as pedestals~"
Someone else cut in.
"What, unnie. You already knew? You could've told me first..."
It was Lee Euna — one of Master's cherished females.
Huuuh...! H-holy shit...!
Another insanely hot one...
Her figure was lush enough to rival Han Soeun's.
"Sorry, Ha-eun~ I only just heard myself, you know? Hehe."
A business blouse painted to her body put that violent hourglass on full display and all but announced her profession.
Those clothes... did she come straight from work...?
Add the gentle way she spoke and the smile sitting pretty on her face, and the impression shifted. Not quite the mommy type. More like... a schoolteacher.
"Nice to meet you~ I'll be in your care today, okay? Hehe."
"W-we're the ones who should be saying that..."
How many times are we going to say "please take care of us"...?
They were starting to be genuinely stunned by how many of Master's slaves just kept appearing.
"Anyway, pedestals... we've got plenty of useful tools. Why bring in a pair of nobodies with nothing to offer?"
Ugh...
If they stayed much longer in a place where being looked down on was the default setting, something in them was going to give way.
"Well, they're young, so their stamina should be good~ And there's something to check, too..."
"Ah. Wait..."
Kim Ha-eun caught Lee Euna's meaning at once.
"That's right~ Partly as a test... and partly to play around with them a bit, you know... hehe♡"
No pretty girlfriend to offer up to Master. No fortune that could stand next to a chaebol chairman's. The only useful thing they had was a pair of young bodies — and that, apparently, was the only reason they'd been called.
And even those looked like ordinary men's bodies. Or worse.
"A test, huh... to my eyes they're already failing. Nothing worth testing on those frames..."
"Well, they're Eunwoo's friends, so they got special treatment? See, connections really are everything in life, huh? Hehe."
Now they understood. Being allowed to become Master's slaves had been an enormous stroke of luck — something on the level of winning the lottery. The greatest moment of their lives, and they hadn't even known it.
Come to think of it, Master said something when he handed over the onahole Eunwoo used to use...
They'd been told it was something you couldn't obtain even if you offered up your entire fortune.
Was that... actually... true...?
Thank you, Eunwoo... no...
Gratitude toward Eunwoo welled up, and something adjacent to reverence followed it, unbidden.
Thank you, Eunwoo-nim... for accepting us as friends... for guiding us so we could become Master's slaves...
It lasted only a moment.
"However did our Eunwoo-ssi end up with friends like these~?"
At Lee Euna's words, every gaze in the room swung to Eunwoo at once.
He flinched. Now it was his turn to get chewed apart by the predators.
"...They're friends from school."
His voice was clearly smaller than before. He seemed to press himself deeper into Yeonwoo's arms, the ones already wrapped around him.
"Oh my~ really? That's so lovely~ Friends from school last a lifetime, you know~"
The tone was soft, almost fond — and still, something like authority rolled off Lee Euna in a way that was not easy to ignore.
This one too...
She's probably way stricter than she looks, right...?
Their guess was correct.
"That aside... they do say birds of a feather flock together..."
A sidelong glance slid their way. Just that icy look felt like being dressed down by a sexy female teacher, and for no good reason at all, their cocks gave a helpless twitch.
"It's unexpected... someone of Eunwoo-ssi's caliber, I'd have thought more..."
She didn't finish the sentence. She didn't have to. The rest sat in the air, plain as day: How did trash like you manage to be friends with Eunwoo?
The quality of a person's friends had a way of teaching you your own place. They'd been looking at Eunwoo a little differently because he was Master's cherished pet femboy, because his rank had gone up — but if the guys he'd brought in as pedestals were friends this worthless...
"Anyway, Eunwoo, you need to work out. What kind of arms are those for a guy?"
With the attention already on him, Kim Ha-eun tossed out a sharp little jab, picking a fight for no real reason.
"It's no use~ Do you know how many years I've been telling him that? He absolutely refuses to work out, unnie."
Jo Yeona jumped in at once.
"I'm putting him through his paces instead, so don't get on his case too much."
Jo Yeonwoo, covering for her little brother.
"Work out? What kind of exercise is this kid even—"
The moment the thought landed—
"Ah."
Jo Yeona looked incredulous.
"...What kind of workout is that."
"It is a workout. He's dripping with sweat when we're done."
"Ha... so in your head, unnie, the standard for exercise is sweat?"
"...Intense movement... moaning?"
"...Those aren't the important factors..."
At the two sisters' back-and-forth, Lee Euna burst out laughing.
"Oh my? You two are so entertaining~ Hehe."
...If we stay here any longer our lifespans are going to shrink...
The two men were not laughing at all.
"There's no point working out with that body now anyway. Eunwoo's already too late."
After the hormone treatments, Eunwoo had become an egg-woman. His body no longer built muscle — and since he'd taken the job as one of Master's females, there was no need for it anymore.
"W-well, I... I'm not a man anymore anyway..."
The air went thin and cold.
It didn't last.
"That's right~ Our Eunwoo is Master's cherished little female~♡"
Yeonwoo broke the silence, lavishing affection on her sissified little brother.
"Ugh... hearing that come out of my little brother's mouth..."
Yeona, on the other hand, looked faintly disgusted by what he'd become.
"How do you think I feel, having to play girlfriend to a brat like that..."
"Girlfriend? What's that about?"
"...It's a thing."
Each of them tossed something different into the pile, doting on Eunwoo or scorning him, and every word of it treated him as someone clearly beneath them.
I never thought Eunwoo would be treated like this...
Jo Eunwoo — the one they served as their master — sitting at the very bottom of the females' hierarchy. Then what did that make the two of them, who served that Jo Eunwoo?
They shrank. Every one of these women's existence, every small thing they did, forced the two of them to feel their social position and bow their heads of their own accord.
T... these people are...
Master's... females...
Apex predators who could crush Eunwoo down to the floor of the ranking without even trying. Each one of them was enough to stop thought itself. Figures, faces, personalities — beauties without a single thing out of place.
But...
The woman Kim Minjun had been watching for still hadn't appeared.
Is Eunwoo's mother... not here...?
He was looking for his ideal type. The completed form of the voluptuous mommy: Han Soeun.
Instead, footsteps. Heavy ones. His heart dropped.
These footsteps...!
A familiar silhouette stepped into view.
"Ah...!!!♡"
"Master—!!!♡♡♡"
H-huh...?
The same women who had looked ice-cold toward the two of them...
"Welcome home—!!!♡♡♡"
...changed so completely they might as well have been different people. They rushed Master all at once, like a pack of puppies, and piled into his arms together.
"Haha, you waited a long time, huh? Had a few things to take care of."
Master's massive frame and the sheer size of what he could hold took every one of those females in without the slightest strain.
"Not at all, Master! You worked so hard!♡"
"Waiting for Master is exciting. It feels so good!♡"
"Look at you, all sweaty... I'll wipe you clean... slurp...♡"
In front of Master, they were nothing but bitches. They fawned over him with such intensity they looked ready to grow tails just so they could wag them.
F... fuck... I knew, but isn't this going too far?
The paranoia started kicking in. It felt like they were laying it on extra thick because the two of them were watching — putting on a show just to twist the knife.
They weren't.
"Eeeeh...♡"
"Master's scent... sniiiff, haaah...♡"
Their faces and the way they moved made it painfully, obviously clear. This was not an act. This was genuine.
"Good work getting here, Minjun, Hyunwoo~"
Master took in the welcome of his devoted females with his whole body, and looked down at Kim Minjun and Lee Hyunwoo, who were drowning in the deprivation of a difference they had been born into.
"Let's have some fun today, yeah? Haha."
Their cocks throbbed helplessly under that gaze, under that inferiority, and there was nothing they could do about it.
G... goddamn it...