Chapter 32
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 32
Chapter Title: Indifference
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Sizzle—crackle.
Pork belly sizzled golden brown on the grill.
The savory smoke rising from bubbling fat filled the kitchen.
"Oppa, it's all done. Say ahh~."
Ji-eun wrapped a piece of perfectly cooked meat in lettuce with roasted garlic and ssamjang, then fed it to me.
"Mmm... delicious."
The rich flavor of pork fat filled my mouth, mingled with crisp vegetables.
This is happiness—what else is there?
At the table, five women—Sua, So-yeon, Ji-eun, So-hee, and Ye-jin—sat around me.
They were all busy chewing away, cheeks bulging. So-hee and Ye-jin were practically inhaling theirs.
"Eat slowly. There's plenty of meat."
I watched the scene contentedly, then suddenly Minju—locked away in the basement—came to mind.
Even this morning, with the ramen smell wafting down, that bitch hadn't budged an inch.
By now, her stomach was probably glued to her spine. Let's see how long she kept up that stubborn shit.
I chewed a piece of meat and called out to Ye-jin.
"Ye-jin."
"Yes? Oppa."
Ye-jin paused mid-ssam, eyes going wide. Grease glistened on her lips.
"After you finish eating, come downstairs with me."
"Downstairs? The warehouse?"
"Yeah. To check on Minju. You try persuading her."
"Ah... Okay."
Ye-jin nodded as if she got it. Her eyes sparkled—she clearly saw it as a chance to score points.
After the meal, I took Ye-jin down to the third basement level.
As we descended the stairs, she linked arms with me, pressing her body close.
"Oppa, but Minju unnie's personality is no joke. Think she'll listen?"
"If not, make her feel it the hard way. But try talking first. You two were together, so she might hear you out."
"Hmm... I doubt it... She'll probably just curse me as a traitor..."
"Clap back if she does. Make damn sure she knows who's in charge."
We reached the iron door.
Opening it, musty air greeted us.
Minju was still huddled in the corner of the cage.
She looked up at the sound of us entering. Dark circles hollowed her eyes, lips cracked dry, but that gaze burned fierce.
"Eaten?"
I asked mockingly, and she snorted.
"Cut the bullshit."
"What an attitude. Hey, Lee Ye-jin. Say hi."
I gave her a nod, and Ye-jin stepped up to the bars.
"Unnie, you've had it rough."
Ye-jin crossed her arms, looking down at her. Just days ago, she'd been peeking at Minju's moods, but now the tables had turned completely.
"You... traitor bitch..."
Minju ground her teeth.
"Traitor? That's harsh. I just found a way to survive. Unnie, drop the stubborn act and apologize. Oppa treats us so well."
"Shut your mouth! I'd sooner bite my tongue off than spread for that pervert!"
"Sigh, so frustrating. Better to starve outside, chased by zombies? Here you get pork belly and hot showers."
Ye-jin put on a pitying face and fanned the meat scent from her clothes toward Minju.
"Just stuffed myself silly with meat. Wonder if Minwoo oppa's starving out there right now?"
Kang Minwoo.
Her face wavered at the name.
"Don't talk about oppa."
"Why? Worried? But that oppa of yours just trembled like a leaf while you got dragged away."
I chimed in.
"Yeah. Total coward. Probably bawling in some motel over his sister by now. Or maybe zombified already."
"You bastard! Don't you dare touch my oppa!"
Minju shot to her feet and lunged at the bars.
Bang!
The bars rang out loudly.
I didn't so much as blink, just stared her down.
"Never touched him. Just stating facts. You think starving in here will make your oppa come save you? Dream on."
"Ugh..."
Minju clenched her fists in frustration. Her nails dug into her palms hard enough to draw blood.
But she didn't break.
"Kill me. Just kill me already! I'll never submit to you!"
She crawled back to the corner, plugged her ears, and sat.
Ye-jin shot me an awkward look.
"Oppa, it's not working. She's tough."
"Yeah. Words won't cut it."
I let out a sigh.
Bitches like this just rebel harder the more attention you give. Better to treat her like she's invisible—let isolation and fear grind her down.
"Whatever. Guess she's not hungry enough yet."
I turned to Ye-jin.
"Ye-jin."
"Yes, oppa."
"Hot in here, huh?"
The basement was cool, but Ye-jin caught my drift and smiled seductively.
"Ah... yeah... kinda hot."
"Wanna take off some clothes?"
I stripped off my top right there.
Ye-jin followed suit, shedding hers like she'd been waiting. Nothing underneath. Her slim, decadent figure came into view. Not as voluptuous as Sua or Ji-eun, but it had a sleazy allure.
Minju still had her ears plugged, but she couldn't block the sounds from behind her.
I grabbed Ye-jin's waist and shoved her toward the bars.
"Ah!"
Her back hit the cold iron.
Huddled right behind her was Minju.
"Here... we're doing it?"
Ye-jin whispered, her voice trembling with excitement.
"Yeah. Got an audience—gotta perform better."
I yanked her pants down to her knees.
She turned away from me, ass thrust back.
She'd remember this—before getting kicked from the bunker, fucked right here in this cell, begging for her life. But now it was different.
"Going in."
No foreplay. I spread her ass and thrust into her pussy.
Squish—.
"Haaaang! Oppa... so biiig...!"
Ye-jin threw her head back, letting out a lewd cry.
I could tell she was cranking up the volume on purpose.
The basement made it echo, booming.
Clang, clang.
Her body slammed against the bars with each thrust.
Those sounds would reach Minju's ears too.
"Haang! Ang! Oppa... feels so good... your cock's so big... even better...!"
"Feels good, right? This is what you get for choosing right."
I slapped her ass, the crack echoing.
"Hng! Harder... slap me more...! Uh! Ang!"
Ye-jin moaned louder with each hit, shaking her ass.
I glanced sideways at Minju.
Ears still plugged, but her shoulders trembled faintly.
Even plugging up, she couldn't fully block the raw slapping and moans echoing in this tight space.
She had to hear it, whether she wanted to or not.
And imagine it, even if she tried not to.
The traitor beyond her bars, writhing in ecstasy on her master's cock.
That misery and deprivation would hurt worse than hunger.
I bent her waist, thrusting deeper.
Hitting her cervix made her lose it.
"Oooh! Right there! It hits...! Nooo...! Haaaang!"
"Ye-jin, describe it loud enough for that bitch to hear."
"Yesss... hng! Unnie... you hear? Oppa's cock... so huge... churning up my guts... haaang!"
Ye-jin taunted her viciously.
I wasn't letting up, pounding harder.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Oooh! I'm cumming...! Cumming! Oppaaa...!"
"Don't hold back. Just cum."
"Uhh! Ang! Cumming! Cuuuuum!"
Ye-jin gripped the bars, legs quaking as she climaxed.
I felt my own release building.
I pulled out of her.
"Turn around."
She staggered and turned. Flushed face, pupils dilated.
"Open your mouth."
The instant she did, tongue out.
I shot across her face without hesitation.
Spurt! Spurt!
"Mmph...!"
Hot semen trailed down her chest, collarbone, and jawline.
"Haa... haa..."
I pulled up my pants and caught my breath.
Ye-jin scooped cum from her chest with a finger, licked it off, and winked at me.
"Delicious, oppa..."
Perfect performance.
I looked down at Minju huddled on the floor.
She never turned around, not once.
But I knew. She'd heard it all. Imagined it all.
What it'd be like if she were in that spot.
A woman's body is honest. Mind might reject, but the flesh might've reacted.
I could see the crack forming in her psyche.
"Hey, Kang Minju."
"..."
"Good show?"
No answer.
I pulled two protein bars and a water bottle from my pocket, tossing them through the bars.
Thud. Thump.
She flinched at the sound.
"Eat. Don't die on me. Hate cleaning up corpses."
I patted Ye-jin's ass.
"Let's go. Stinks too much to stay."
"Yesss... oppa."
Ye-jin fixed her clothes and clung to my arm.
We left the cell and headed out of the warehouse.
Before climbing the stairs, I tossed one last line over my shoulder.
"Dinner's doenjang jjigae tonight. With tofu and pumpkin. Oh, gotta add some brisket."
"..."
"Rot in here chewing protein bars, or eat warm meals upstairs. Think it over."
I draped an arm around Ye-jin's shoulders and turned.
"C'mon, Ye-jin. Shower and grub time."
"Yess~ let's hurry, oppa."
We left Minju behind and climbed the stairs.
The iron door clanged shut, leaving silence in the basement once more.
But this silence was different from before.
The cum stench I'd left behind, and those fresh sounds, would haunt her mind and torment her.
Indifference and neglect. Doses of deprivation now and then.
This was my new training method.
I headed back to the living room, sank into the sofa, and flicked on the TV.
No rush.
Time was on my side.