Chapter 219: No. 3 (1)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 219: No. 3 (1)
The new club room for ‘Waving the License,’ provided after achieving the greatest accomplishment in the club's history.
Since morning, movers had been going back and forth between the club room and a large truck parked outside the building.
With each trip, neat boxes piled up one by one in the empty room.
The boxes contained supplies to furnish the club room.
“Whoa… so this is really happening?”
Shin Yu-jeong clicked her tongue, looking at the mountain of boxes that seemed like it would take an eternity to unpack.
The other team members seemed to agree with her.
It was no wonder, since they had basically added anything they thought they might even remotely need.
The higher-ups had said they’d take care of it, but they never imagined they’d be this thorough…
“Ah, but this one didn’t make it.”
“What is it?”
“A bed.”
A bed?
I thought I saw one among the boxes earlier.
Ah, there it is.
“Isn’t that a bed?”
“No, not the folding one.”
Not a folding bed?
What on earth did she ask for?
“I snuck a real bed onto the list at the very end, but I guess that was a no-go.”
“……”
Did she really think that would work?
Even if it was a space for university students to rest for a bit, there was no way they’d provide a real bed.
No, wait a minute.
“Aww, it would’ve been so much more comfortable…”
She looked me up and down, then licked her lips.
So the reason she wanted a bed was to have sex more comfortably…
No matter how I thought about it, she had some serious nerve.
There was no other explanation for that level of audacity.
Seo-yeon, who had been staring at the pile of boxes with a serious expression, asked us.
“But… how are we going to organize all this?”
“Ahem, Elena has class this morning.”
“Me too.”
The three sturdiest melee-types all slipped away, using class as an excuse.
I couldn’t bring myself to stop them.
I knew because I remembered their schedules; they really did have class.
“Hehe… I guess it’s just the two of us then.”
“Looks like it.”
The two people whose job it was to use their heads—Na-eun and I—were left alone in the club room.
My slave seemed to be simply overjoyed that we were alone.
Meanwhile, I was feeling overwhelmed, wondering when we’d ever finish organizing all this.
“Ah.”
Right, there was someone I could use at a time like this.
“I’m going to make a quick call.”
“Yes, Master… hehe…”
“…Ahem, what if someone hears you?”
“But there’s no one here…?”
That sly little thing.
The moment everyone left, she turned into a bitch in heat.
“…Anyway, I’m going to make a call, so be good.”
“Yesss.”
I stepped out of the club room for a moment to make the call.
“Yeah, it’s me. Come to Korea University right now.”
-…Why do I have to go there?
Look at her, getting cocky just because I haven’t called in a few days.
“Why, you want us to cut ties right now?”
-Nooo… I was just asking what’s going on.
Acting tough when she was going to back down so quickly.
“Come and help with some work. And…”
I wasn’t calling her just for an extra pair of hands.
What use would a normal girl with no real strength be anyway?
The truth was, there was something else I really wanted.
-You’re really… no, never mind.
“What is it? Say it.”
She was using one of the two classic ways to piss a person off.
-It’s nothing. You’ll definitely get mad again if you hear it.
Yeah, that just made me more curious.
“I won’t get mad, so just say it.”
-Really?
“Yeah, really.”
Only after reassuring her several times was I able to hear the words she had barely managed to swallow.
-That you’re a real son of a bitch.
What the hell.
I thought she was going to say something serious.
“You’re only just figuring that out?”
*
Boxes that needed to be unpacked were piled up like a mountain.
And yet, Im Na-eun was so overcome with happiness she felt like she could die.
“Now, my little bitch… shall we put this over there?”
“Yeeesss…♥”
Kim Do-jin, sitting on the long sofa they had set up first, beckoned to her.
Though she was supposed to be moving quickly, she walked back and forth across the room at an agonizingly slow pace.
The cause was the vibrator tormenting the inside of her vagina like crazy.
Bzzzz…!
Its intense presence, impossible to ignore, kept forcing her to a halt.
‘I’m so happy…’
Her happiness deepened with every passing moment.
As Kim Do-jin, who had been awkward and inexperienced at first, gradually became a true master, she found herself able to focus on his commands without a second thought, receiving sweet rewards in return.
The joy of being used by her master, and the additional joy of the reward that followed.
With joy piled upon joy, how could she not be happy?
“That’s right. Good girl.”
Kim Do-jin gestured for her to come over.
Her tongue lolling out from the powerful vibrations of the buzzing device in her pussy, she walked toward him.
Just then, his expression hardened.
“A bitch like you dares to walk on two feet?”
“Ah, ahh…! I’m sorry…!”
Im Na-eun hastily put her hands on the floor and began to crawl awkwardly on all fours.
But his hardened expression did not soften.
Kim Do-jin grabbed the face of Im Na-eun, who was looking up at him with eyes full of fervent desire.
“The reward is canceled. Get back to work.”
His tone was utterly cold.
Hearing this, Im Na-eun’s body shivered.
‘Ah…♥ I came a little…’
His tone just now was just like the ideal master she had always dreamed of.
A master who was endlessly affectionate at times, but mercilessly cold when giving punishment.
The juices that gushed from her pussy wet the floor.
“…Clean it up.”
“Yes, hngh, eh…”
She wiped up the juices she had carelessly dripped with a wet wipe, then struggled back to her feet and resumed her work.
The sofa, table, drawers, shelves, coffee machine, and so on.
Just as the main area was nearly organized.
“Eh…”
The vibrator that had been relentlessly tormenting her insides lost its power.
She thought the battery had died, but that wasn’t it.
“Someone will be here soon.”
“Someone…?”
“It’s too much for just the two of us, so I called someone to help.”
“Ah…”
Seeing her disappointed expression, Kim Do-jin continued.
“So go to the bathroom, fix your clothes, and take out the vibrator.”
“Yesss…”
Entering the bathroom with listless steps, Im Na-eun immediately pushed her fingers inside her vagina.
“Hnngh…”
Her sensitive pussy, which felt intense pleasure from just a single finger, held her captive.
Instead of removing the vibrator, which she could have done easily, she deliberately stalled for time, gently pressing it with her fingers.
‘Just a little more like this…’
Just as she was about to push another finger in, feeling like she was on the verge of coming—
A strange voice came through the door from outside.
“Hoho, it’s been a while.”
“Yeah, it has.”
“You should call me more often… you only ever contact me when you need something, don’t you?”
“As you know, I’ve been busy, getting called all over the place.”
“Still, it’s nice to see you. So, what should I start with?”
“First…”
The voice speaking so familiarly with Kim Do-jin was clearly a woman’s.
Her intuition screamed.
‘She’s definitely a beautiful woman.’
You could tell she was pretty just from her voice.
And among them, she gave off the scent of the most dangerous type: a fox.
Quickly pulling out the vibrator, she straightened her clothes and left the bathroom.
And what she saw was, just as she’d expected—
“Oh my, someone else was here?”
A beauty who perfectly embodied the image of a fox—wearing a short skirt over black leggings that revealed the lines of her legs—spoke in a coquettish voice.
“Oh, this is my friend. Na-eun… I’ve mentioned her before, right?”
“Ahh~ That one.”
Their conversation made her extremely anxious.
‘What did they talk about…?’
What could Kim Do-jin have told that woman about her?
Meanwhile, the woman, who had been wearing a revealingly open hoodie, zipped it up, approached, and waved her hand.
“Nice to meet you, I’m Jo Yun-kyung. Do-jin and I were friends in high school.”
“Ah, yes… I’m…”
“I know, you’re Im Na-eun, right? I heard about you from Do-jin. He said you’re a talented mage.”
“Oh, no, not really.”
Something was off.
Despite having an outgoing personality that allowed her to get along with almost anyone, she couldn’t seem to find her footing.
Kim Do-jin, having moved all the boxes for the president's office into the room, approached the two of them.
“Na-eun, you stay here and organize a bit more.”
“Ah, okay… What about you, Do-jin…?”
“I’m going to organize the president’s office with Yun-kyung and be right out.”
“Hoho, see you later?”
Jo Yun-kyung followed Kim Do-jin as he turned and entered the president’s office.
A fox tail was attached to her back as she walked in, swaying her hips from side to side.
Of course, it was only in her imagination.
“……”
Her hands stopped as she listlessly turned to organize the empty boxes.
‘Something feels strange…’
She’d had a bad feeling ever since Jo Yun-kyung appeared.
The atmosphere between them was too unusual for them to be just high school friends.
It wasn’t a simple, platonic feeling, but more of a sticky one, as if they already knew each other’s bodies intimately.
Fueling that anxiety was the sound—or lack thereof—coming from the president’s office.
“…I can’t hear anything.”
Nothing could be heard.
They should be opening boxes and organizing things, so there should be some kind of noise.
The delusion that reared its head in her mind made her get up.
‘Nothing’s happening. So, so…’
It’ll be okay to just open the door for a second.
Holding her hot breath and swallowing hard, she slowly approached. The moment she reached for the doorknob—
Click!
The doorknob turned on its own, and the door opened.
Soon, Kim Do-jin and Jo Yun-kyung emerged from the president’s office.
“What are you doing here?”
Startled by Kim Do-jin’s question, Im Na-eun frantically waved her hands and shook her head.
“Huh? Oh, it’s nothing!”
“…Is that so?”
Fortunately, he seemed to let it go without much concern.
Breathing an inward sigh of relief, Im Na-eun’s sharp gaze scanned the two of them.
On the outside, they didn’t look much different from when they went in…
“Um, Yun-kyung…?”
“Yes?”
Im Na-eun’s trembling finger pointed near her lips.
“Next to your lips… there’s something on them.”
“Oh my, what is it?”
“S-some kind of white liquid…”
Next to her lips, which were a shade paler than when they first met, was a single drop of white liquid.