136. My Buff is a Drug
Srrrk....
Slowly, the buttons of her uniform jacket came undone.
Her necktie, vest, and dress shirt came into view.
After removing the jacket completely, Ahn Se-rin knelt before Hye-yong.
She folded the discarded clothing neatly and placed it in front of herself.
Then she took off her vest, undid her necktie, and folded those with care as well, setting them before her.
Her trembling hands moved toward the buttons of her dress shirt.
'Hnnght...... Khht.'
But beyond that point, she could not easily continue.
Hye-yong watched, his heart pounding faintly.
'Oh...... she's taking it off, she's taking it off.'
From the very first time he saw her, he had wanted to get a look at Ahn Se-rin's figure.
Though he'd never imagined it would happen like this.
Watching Ahn Se-rin's face as she broke out in a cold sweat and agonized, that thing called Hye-yong's conscience began to slither its head up.
— Hey, isn't this too much? You're not really going to make her strip completely, right? You'll tell her to stop halfway, won't you?
Hye-yong didn't even spend a full second on that question before answering.
'This is different from when she was trying to mess with Lanfang and Kwon Jin-ah, isn't it? She's the one who started shit for no reason first. She even threatened me. Gotta pay back what you get, right?'
— The threat only happened because you deliberately led her into it. And forget friends, what about family? Do you even know her family's faces? Their names? You don't know anything. When you think about it, she's pitiful too. Just do enough and let her go.
'You're especially annoying today.'
Hye-yong felt, for the first time, that his conscience — the moral framework built over his life so far — was getting in the way.
To the current Hye-yong, a paltry little conscience was a useless thing.
— Hey.......
'Get lost. Don't get uncomfortable over every little thing. I'll make my own judgments. I do draw the line.'
As he thought that, the discomfort lurking in one corner of his chest gradually disappeared.
Oppression and deception.
As a result of persistently building relationships through those means, Hye-yong's conscience had been worn down flat.
Originally, Hye-yong's conscience had been sharp — when it pricked his heart, it bothered him like a thorn lodged deep in the sole of his foot.
But now its tip was so blunted that being pricked no longer hurt the way it used to.
Hye-yong watched Ahn Se-rin, who simply could not move her hands, and spoke.
"What are you doing?"
"...I apologize."
Even as she said it, Ahn Se-rin began unbuttoning her dress shirt.
Two mounds, looking a bit larger than average, were revealed.
She had clearly never imagined showing them to anyone — the underwear was a classic beige, without a single pattern or decoration.
The clothes she had folded piled up neatly before her.
Hesitating, Ahn Se-rin even took off her uniform pants and the stockings she had been wearing, folding them and placing them before her.
In an instant, she had become half-naked.
"Now... is this enough......."
Ahn Se-rin averted her gaze but stole quick, sidelong glances at Hye-yong.
Hye-yong was calmly taking in the sight of her body in her underwear.
'Her figure is seriously amazing. Genuinely well-proportioned.'
Lanfang had said her own height was 161 cm.
Ahn Se-rin looked to be at least 170.
Being taller, her limbs were long as well.
The perfect phrase to describe it was a model's figure!
She had the kind of visual presence where she could wear avant-garde clothes, walk haughtily, and suddenly turn — and no one would find it strange.
Suddenly, he grew curious.
'What would it feel like, doing it with Ahn Se-rin?'
His blatant gaze traveled across Se-rin's body.
'......He's looking. He's scanning my body.'
Se-rin was acutely aware of it.
'It gives me goosebumps.'
It felt as if bugs were crawling all over her body.
But she gritted her teeth and endured it.
It was clearly disgusting and agonizing, but nothing was more horrible than turning back now with nothing to show for it — so she desperately withstood Hye-yong's gaze.
All the while praying he would not mention the two scraps of cloth that were the only things covering her body.
"Ahn Se-rin. Do you really think that's enough?"
"......."
But reality was cruel.
There was no forgiveness.
"Please, just this......."
"Why? Because you're hiding something inside?"
"...No. I will take them off."
Ahn Se-rin rose, unfastened the hooks, and removed the brassiere from her body.
Breasts around a C-cup, similar in size to Lanfang's, were revealed without concealment.
After that, she hooked both thumbs into the cloth hanging at her pelvis, squeezed her eyes shut, and pulled it straight down.
With that, she became completely naked.
Kneeling again, Ahn Se-rin carefully stacked the removed underwear atop her uniform pants.
Then she stood back up, her face filled with utter wretchedness, and forcibly turned her head away.
'Disgusting.......'
Even without visually confirming it, she could feel Hye-yong's gaze on her.
Se-rin barely swallowed the nausea rising in her throat.
Hye-yong, oblivious to all that, was diligently admiring her naked form.
'There's a bit of hair, but it's still pretty.'
It was true that compared to Lanfang — who had practically none, as if she didn't groom — or Park Yuri — who clearly kept hers closely trimmed for a pleasing look — this was considerably eye-catching.
Of course, it wasn't bushy or unsightly, just a perfectly normal impression of pubic hair.
As he kept observing, he became fully erect.
"Now, really...."
"Spread it."
A single word, cutting off Se-rin's sentence and thrown out with indifference.
It carried a meaning that was nothing short of shocking.
For a moment, she thought she had misheard.
Ahn Se-rin asked again, pretending not to have understood.
"Pardon......?"
"You could've hidden something inside."
Ahn Se-rin explained in a desperate voice why there was no need.
"No. I have never even entertained such an idea! I have never even once inserted a foreign object inside there. Please, at least this — please, I beg you to believe me......."
Hye-yong was curious about Ahn Se-rin's desperation.
Just how far would she follow his orders?
More than simply wanting to watch Se-rin spread her own pussy, that was the greater motivation.
"If you don't want to, get dressed right now. Since we have nothing more to discuss."
Ahn Se-rin glared at him, her expression brimming with resentment.
It was as if she had gathered all the world's grudges and hatred into those eyes.
Yet within that gaze, resignation and submission were also present.
Receiving that look, Hye-yong felt a strange thrill and pleasure for some unknown reason.
In the end, Ahn Se-rin slowly brought both hands toward her vulva.
'I have to do it. I must. That's the only way I can survive.......'
And after taking several deep breaths, the moment she squeezed her eyes shut, she brazenly spread her inner flesh wide open.
The clitoris protruding from between the red folds of her pussy came into view.
'Wow, that's fucking hot. Seriously.'
Maybe because her legs were held together, it had a shape that made him intensely want to lick it.
'I have to hold back. Endure, endure, endure.......'
In that brief moment, dozens of self-hypnoses took place.
She held it open and showed him for roughly three seconds, then covered her vulva with her right hand and her breasts with her left arm.
Only then was she finally able to open her eyes.
"Now, surely, truly it is enough... Nothing is inside......."
"The back too."
At those words, Ahn Se-rin burst out.
"Truly, truly you are—! I've gone this far, and you still show not the smallest acknowledgment!?"
"Why would I grant you acknowledgment? Think about what you did to me."
"......."
Sensing that he needed to control the atmosphere from here on, Hye-yong created and cast a buff.
[ Intimidating Atmosphere ]
Exudes an intimidating atmosphere and charisma.
Intimidating Atmosphere Level 8
Self-cast only
"Don't think you can gloss over this. If the recordings I made come out, aren't these the kinds of things you'd have to do in prison anyway? Doing it in front of me alone is probably better than in front of a crowd."
Combined with the Acting buff, his voice truly emerged as a menacing low tone.
'Aah, terrifying... I can't defy him...... If only I'd known he was a man with no blood or tears.......'
Tears welled up and glistened in Ahn Se-rin's eyes, then soon streamed down her cheeks.
"Hnk, huuk......."
"Don't cry. You don't even have the right to cry."
"...I understand. Showing such disgrace, I apologize...."
Se-rin, having said that, immediately turned around and spread even her anus to show him.
"Nothing there."
"I told you as much......!!"
"Are you back-talking me right now?"
Ahn Se-rin's voice, which had momentarily risen with indignation, instantly sank flat.
"Ah...... no. Th-then, now, may I put my clothes back on......."
Hye-yong, about to tell her to go ahead, changed his mind.
Seeing the neatly folded clothes, he thought of something else to command.
"Apologize again just like that. On your knees, pressing your head to the floor. Do a dogeza."
"......."
Due to the aura emanating from Hye-yong, Ahn Se-rin's spirit was completely broken, and she obediently knelt.
Then, as if prostrating herself, she pressed her forehead to the floor at Hye-yong's feet.
The shape of her breasts squashed firmly against her knees was quite obscene.
Sobbing, she apologized.
"I am sorry. Hukk... I am sorry for displaying animosity. I am sorry for uttering such, hukk, horrible words with my mouth. Please forgive me... I beg you thus. Discarding all human dignity, hkk... I bow my head in supplication, in the form in which I was born...... Please grant me your magnanimity. I beg of you, mercy, euuk, euuh...."
Watching that scene, Hye-yong inwardly marveled quietly.
'Wow, the day actually came when I'd receive this in real life.......'
And from Ahn Se-rin, who had looked at him like a bug, no less.
— Don't you dare look at the young lady with such impure eyes.
— Don't you dare put the young lady in that filthy mouth of yours.
— What are you still looking at? It's unpleasant, so kindly avert your eyes.
— You just crossed the line.
— Do not speak to me.
— Not just you — your friends, your family. You'll have to pay the price for mocking the Yoon Jun family.
All the hostility-laced words Ahn Se-rin had shown him, and the faces full of disgust, jumbled together and overlapped rapidly.
That very woman was now prostrating herself before him, hands neatly gathered as a token of submission, pressing her head to the ground.
Every piece of clothing she had worn was stripped off and folded in front of her — completely nude.
The mental pleasure derived from that fact made his head ring and reverberate.
For a split second, Hye-yong wondered whether he actually might be a psychopath.
Even amidst that, Ahn Se-rin continued to sob.
"Hut, kkhut... ahhk, aah...."
Indeed, having watched up to that point, even Hye-yong could not help but soften a little.
No matter how blunted it had grown, if you jabbed with force, it still hurt.
But it was too early to forgive her outright.
A few more steps were still needed.
Hye-yong walked over, undid all the clothes Ahn Se-rin had taken off, and checked each pocket one by one.
"Fine, get dressed now."
Permission dropped.
Perhaps because her humanity had been completely negated by doing things like a naked dogeza, Ahn Se-rin's eyes had gone half-dead.
With trembling hands, she gathered up the clothes that lay strewn before her and put them on.
Then, after putting on all her clothes, she performed another dogeza he had not even ordered and begged for forgiveness.
"Please... accept my apology... As you saw... I played no tricks. I came here with a pure desire to apologize... Having gone this far...... you know it's sincere......."
Hye-yong, who had certainly felt that way, decided it was about time to lighten the burden on Se-rin's heart a little.
While maintaining all the other buffs, he cast a new buff on her.
[ Amplified Relief ]
Relief Level 8
Relief Amplification Level 5
Exclusive to Ahn Se-rin
Subject unaware that a blessing has been cast
Then, he steadied his tone and spoke.
"Fine. I can see you're sincere."
"Uhht......."
With those words, Ahn Se-rin felt extreme relief.
At the same time, an immense question arose within her.
'Why, why does that single sentence make me feel so relieved?'
That was how the mechanism of an emotion-regulating buff worked.
Just as rain is more welcome after a long drought, if you apply an Anxiety buff right at the moment anxiety is welling up, its performance is maximized.
The same was true when steeped in relief.
With his words that he could see she was sincere, Se-rin felt a small measure of relief amidst the shame and anxiety that made her mouth go dry, and in that state, the buff was applied.
Because of that, a new relief interlocked with the relief she was already feeling and was then amplified — so intensely that a pleasure chemical, practically a brain drug, flooded her mind.
"But there's something I need to look into a bit more."
Still prostrate, Ahn Se-rin trembled.
"Raise your head, Ahn Se-rin. And look at me."
Following the order, Se-rin lifted her head and looked at Hye-yong.
Hye-yong spoke while seated on the bed.
"What you said back then, you remember? That you'd consider accepting my apology if we shared a deep kiss."
"......Yes, I remember......."
"Good. Let's go back to that point. Back to before you said I crossed the line. I'll treat everything that happened after as if it never existed. And naturally, the recording won't exist either."
Se-rin's expression brightened more than at any point he had seen so far.
"Y-you, truly... mean it?"
"But I'll have to change the condition."
"The condition, you mean......."
Hye-yong's single sentence shrouded her in anxiety once more.
Right now, all of Se-rin's emotions were under Hye-yong's control.
Hye-yong pointed a finger toward his own crotch and spoke.
"Sex."
As if to emphasize, he repeated:
"Not just a kiss. Sex too."
If you want to be forgiven, offer your body.
Se-rin's body went rigid with a jolt upon grasping his meaning.
The relief from Hye-yong's buff and the anxiety from her trauma mingled madly together.