Chapter 72
Chapter 72
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 72
Chapter Title: GAL-174 (5)
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"Alright. Then around evening when the club opens, we'll head out. I'll pick you up in my car."
"Tch. So you actually have a car, huh?"
"Haha. Of course. Gotta have a car to hook up with slutty sisters like you."
"...The way you talk is just fucking ridiculous. Do you have to be such a dick to feel better?"
At her scolding, I just shrugged and played it cool.
"What? It's a fact. Be honest—if your boyfriend didn't have a car, you'd hate his guts."
"...No, I wouldn't?"
Park Chae-rin tried protesting cutely.
Of course, I ignored her completely.
"Don't bullshit me. Anyway, we're leaving at 7 p.m. sharp, so be ready on time."
She rubbed her forehead with a deep sigh, already annoyed at the thought of going on a date with me.
"...Sigh. Look at me, stuck going to a club with a total loser like you. Be grateful, asshole."
I brushed off her taunt with a grin.
"Damn right it's an honor. Dress pretty when you come out. Wear something sexy."
She flipped me off with a pissed-off look.
"You better not show up looking like shit. Fucking loser outfit and I'm not saying a word to you all night."
"Haha. I'll do my best. It's our first date with sis, gotta make a good impression."
"...You're such a smug prick. Fine, be out exactly at 7."
"Got it. You too, sis."
"...Fucking asshole."
With that, Park Chae-rin stormed out, slamming the front door behind her.
Clueless about what her future held.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Time flew by, and soon it was 7 p.m. as promised.
I grabbed my stuff and stepped out into the hallway of my place.
Park Chae-rin was already there, all dolled up.
"You actually showed up right on time, you fucker? Impressive."
Black crop top and shiny hot pants.
Her plump ass and smooth thighs below it grabbed my eyes.
A killer body that rivaled Choi A-ran's.
She was about the same height too—could pass for a model at a glance.
Sensing my leering gaze, she casually covered her crotch with her hand.
"...Don't stare like a perv. Feels fucking gross."
I smacked my lips, eyeing her up and down.
"Whoa, sis. Your body's fucking insane."
"...No shit. Took you long enough to notice? Should've been satisfied when I offered to suck you off. Too late now—jerk off alone later and regret it."
She smirked smugly, like I'd blown my shot.
Of course, it just looked cute to me.
"Fine, I'll admit it. You're hot enough to make my dick twitch. And those tits look surprisingly big."
Park Chae-rin crossed her arms, looking incredulous.
"Surprisingly? Did you just say 'surprisingly'?"
"What? I complimented their size."
"...Sigh. Be real with me. You've never been with a girl before, have you? These are top-tier in Korea. And you go with 'surprisingly big'? Un-fucking-believable."
She shook her head like it wasn't worth arguing over.
I played innocent and asked her.
"So what cup are they? Don't look that huge."
She let out a scoff.
"What do I even do with a kid like you? Listen up, baby. Average in Korea is A-cup. Sis here is F. You know your alphabet, right?"
"Ah, F-cup? My favorite actress is F too."
"...You're fucking delusional. Seriously gross."
She clicked her tongue in disgust.
Then she started walking down the hall, beckoning me.
"Whatever. Pointless talking to you. Let's just go before I puke."
I followed, slipping my arm around her waist.
She glared fiercely, but I just smiled lazily and teased her.
"Why the death stare? We agreed on this much skinship, remember?"
She snorted and turned her head away.
"...Typical loser move. Hugging me like you own me. Ugh."
Taking it further, I buried my nose in her neck and inhaled her scent.
The floral fragrance unique to well-groomed women was pure intoxicating magic.
"Sniiff. Haah. Your pussy scent is killer. Wearing perfume?"
"...Fuck off, creep. I can wear what I want."
"You know what? Your bitching turns me on. Like a yapping Chihuahua—adorable."
"...Not even hiding it anymore? You were whining about getting hurt earlier. And you like getting bitched at? Filthy perv."
"Haha. Obviously bullshit. Why would I hate a hot sis like you jerking me off? But don't get ideas. Fuck up and it's tears and exposé time. We're playing fair and square. Okay?"
"...I get it, asshole."
"Alright, let's move. Can't wait for our club date—dick's already hard."
With that, I led her, arm around her, to the villa parking lot.
There sat the Bentley convertible my wife had gifted me, gleaming proudly.
I pressed the key fob as I approached, and the roof slid open automatically.
Park Chae-rin gawked, shocked.
"...This yours?"
"What? Pussy getting wet all of a sudden?"
"...No jokes. For real, your car? Not rented?"
"Check the plates. It's a gift."
Her jaw dropped as she probed further.
"...From who? Company? Friend? Parents?"
I pondered how to answer for a sec.
But no point hiding it now.
"Girlfriend gave it to me. To boost her man's ego."
She freaked out again.
Stuttering in shock.
"G-Girlfriend? You have a girl? You're not a virgin?"
"Never said that. You assumed."
"...You're insane. Cheating with a girlfriend? Can you handle the fallout?"
"What's it matter? Not dating you. And she okayed the cheating anyway."
"......"
Park Chae-rin was speechless, utterly floored.
Eventually, she gave up and asked straight.
"...Why? You some trust fund kid? Superpower or what? Why would she cling to a loser like you?"
"Jealous? That a loser like me reels in girls?"
"Duh. You're not hot. No reason for her to simp."
"Think the other way. Why would a girl—even a rich one—hang off a loser like me?"
"......"
"You get it, right? Hot guys are everywhere, but guys who fuck good? Rare. Nothing scarier than killer dick."
"...Bullshit. Keep dreaming. Girls don't simp over sex. Or gift cars? What movie is this?"
"Why not? You never had mind-blowing, eyes-rolling-back sex?"
"...Sex is just sex. No big deal."
Her response cracked me up.
"Pfft. Thought you were a total slut. Guess you're pure deep down?"
I patted her head laughing, and she smacked my hand away like her pride was wounded.
"...Crazy fuck, acting all expert."
"Hey, not acting. I am good. You think I'm dumb enough to bet with you if I wasn't? I know I can seduce you and spread those legs."
But she just scoffed, refusing to buy it.
"...Yeah? Prove it. Don't get wet at the club tonight, and I'll laugh my ass off."
"Haha. Go ahead. Making your pussy drip is nothing."
With that, I got her in the car and headed to the Hongdae club.
Halo, where she used to go with her ex.
Pulling up to the entrance drew stares.
Exotics were common in Hongdae, but a Bentley convertible turned heads.
I let her out first into the crowd.
"Hold our spot in line. I'll park."
She headed to the line without a word.
Instantly, guys' eyes locked on her.
Predatory stares from males eyeing prime female.
Used to the attention, Park Chae-rin didn't flinch or care.
She just strode ahead haughtily on her heels.
Ignoring every dude completely.
The sight fired me up—I parked quick and hurried back.
But what the hell.
Two flies buzzing around her, annoying her.
Tall but skinny—not imposing.
No alpha male presence.
I cut between them and wrapped her waist.
The two got shoved aside weakly and whined pissily.
"Hey! Bump someone, apologize, asshole."
"Apologize, dickhead!"
Acting tough for the girl.
But I didn't mind childish dick-measuring.
Bulk's for fucking bitches and crushing rivals.
I stepped forward, shielding her.
"What? Got something to say?"
I flexed my shoulders and advanced.
They backed off quick.
Who knew the thug suit A-ran bought would pay off like this.
Super effective—they tucked tail fast.
"...Dude, let's bounce."
"...Tch. Ruined my mood."
Still fronting pride as they left.
But they looked like defeated betas.
I let them go easy.
No point using skills on trash—martial artist buff doubles the sentence.
Best to avoid fights.
After shooing the flies,
I turned to Park Chae-rin behind me.
She pouted, surprised.
"...Huh. Your size does something. Thought they'd shut you down."
"You okay? They didn't pull shit?"
"...Like you'd be worse? Blackmailer's worried now."
"Haha. I got responsibility. I'll take anything but touching my girl. Bug you again, I'll half-kill 'em."
She grumbled at my macho bluff.
"...Says the biggest pest. And who said I'm your girl? Hilarious."
But a faint smile played on her lips despite her words.
Brute male devotion had its charm.