Chapter 27
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 27
Chapter Title: #4 Scenario: Portfolio
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It was just that there were few people because it was a weekday; nothing to worry about.
"I see people over there."
I pointed toward a spot with people while filming her with the camera.
U Dayoung pouted and glanced at the camera.
"So?"
"They're just there."
I kept walking with a sly grin.
Being a low hill, it didn't take long to reach the summit.
Under the clear blue sky with scarcely a cloud in sight after the rainy season had ended, the hilltop featured a gazebo, benches, and even a wooden observation deck.
There were elderly folks here and there, and plenty of trees too.
"Where should we go?"
I scanned the area and spotted a bench tucked in the corner, heading that way.
U Dayoung trailed after me, stiff and embarrassed because her clothes kept teasing her sensitive nipples.
"......"
Standing in front of the bench, I told her,
"Lift your shirt here."
"What?"
Asking her to expose herself in such an open space.
She swallowed hard and glanced around.
No one was paying us any mind.
I couldn't tell if that was normal or thanks to the Scenario Book's power.
"R-right here?"
"They're just gonna see it once anyway."
As I spoke, I shifted my position so people in the distance would be visible behind her.
U Dayoung let out a faint sigh and faced the camera.
"......You're really doing this?"
"Yup."
In this insane situation, my dick started swelling again.
Swish.
She shyly pulled out the T-shirt she'd tucked into her jeans, facing the camera.
As it rose slowly, it revealed her soft yet slim waist, then the heavy undersides of her breasts.
"Higher."
"......"
At my demand, she lifted it more to expose her nipples.
"Good, good."
I wanted to savor it slowly, but first I checked our surroundings.
Even though she was blatantly lifting her shirt like this, someone was watching.
'Oh, they're looking.'
Some turned their heads our way, but their faces were perfectly natural, as if this happened all the time.
"Unbutton your pants and pull them down to your ass."
"......You're fucking crazy......"
Saying that, U Dayoung undid her pants and slid them down along with her panties to just below her cheeks.
There were people scattered behind us, and some glances reached this way, but no one seemed to think it odd.
"......Guess I really am crazy."
Seeing that, I cheered inwardly. Just as I'd thought.
The Scenario Book didn't just manipulate U Dayoung—it altered common sense for others too.
"This is insane......?"
If it could warp everyone around us, the possibilities were endless.
"Ah...! Uh..."
U Dayoung's expression started twisting, and even those who'd ignored us before began sneaking quicker glances our way.
Unlike her earlier face, theirs held a hint of bewilderment.
And I knew what those looks meant.
[Discomfort]
"Dayoung, put your clothes down quick."
I hurried over, pulled her pants up, and lowered her shirt.
Plop.
Then I grabbed her hand and sat on the bench right away.
Her expression, the people's reactions—I knew what they meant.
The Scenario Book was in my bag, so I couldn't check it right then, but [Discomfort] was definitely rising.
'It builds faster when it's not just one person.'
It seemed to accumulate based on the number of affected people.
Powerful, sure, but not something I could use often.
"That's why they give us Points......"
"......What?"
"Nothing, nothing."
To lower the rising Discomfort, I said,
"Shall we start scouting spots? Let's find some good angles together."
Using scouting as an excuse, I got up from the bench, took her hand, and strolled around.
I pulled out my notebook and sketched compositions together while standing.
"How about launching the drone from here for a quarter-view?"
"Extreme full shot?"
"Nah."
Getting her involved directly focused her mind on this, and things improved a lot.
§ U Dayoung.
Every step tormented her sensitive nipples.
They poked through her clothes, but it was unavoidable for the shoot.
"Let's grab lunch here."
Nam Siu, walking ahead, beckoned her over.
The place he led her to was a snack bar at the base of the hill.
"One serving of tteokbokki, some sundae, and a bowl of jjolmyeon, please."
After ordering, he reviewed the scouting shots while jotting notes in his notebook.
His words were casual, but he handled work with way more responsibility than she did.
'Still......'
Perverted play like that? Could they really build a portfolio from it?
"......"
Her legs still felt weak, making her stumble now and then.
That kind of play outdoors, of all things.
It was mortifying, her face burning.
But oddly, it didn't feel that bad.
"......Why did I even agree to this......?"
It didn't feel bad, yet she doubted why she was doing it.
"It's for Woohyun. That's why I'm putting up with this."
"Ah......"
Whenever doubt crept in, she nodded at his words.
Everything—following him around, filming lewd stuff—was for her boyfriend.
It had started faint, but it was solidifying as her purpose now.
All of it for her boyfriend, not herself.
In the afternoon, we headed to a rundown mural village.
There was still stuff to film here.
Crunch crunch.
We delved deep, photographing the murals and noting them down.
This place wasn't popular, so aside from locals, it was empty.
"Any spots left?"
Grown used to going commando, she opened the village map from the entrance at my question.
"Yeah, this seems like the end. Ah~, it's so hot~."
"Whew, I'm sweating buckets too."
Hauling the heavy bag had us both drenched.
"Stand here."
"Huh? Again? More shooting? Ugh~."
"Obviously."
The alleys were so narrow, one person fit snugly between walls.
But the view overlooking the village from there was pretty nice.
Leaning against the wall, she embarrassedly lifted her shirt, exposing her breasts.
"Damn, your tits are killer every time."
"Hey~! You don't say that to a friend!"
"That's why I can—your boyfriend's got it good."
She'd always bundled up before, so I hadn't known, but after experiencing them, Kim Woohyun was enviable.
"If it were me, I'd fuck these tits every day."
"Eww~, gross~!"
"Pfft, you moan like crazy filming 19+ stuff with your 'good friend.'"
"Wh-when~?!"
She denied it flat-out. Too embarrassed to even look at me.
I grinned and approached, unbuttoning her pants with one hand.
Click.
I yanked them down with her panties, exposing her thighs fully.
"Perfect. Art."
I stepped aside slightly to frame her, the sky, and the village.
Click.
I set up the tripod, then snapped more with my phone.
"Turn around."
She did.
Her plump white ass came into view.
Snap.
"Next......"
I took off her pants.
"Huh? Why?"
"Kneel here......"
"Uh? Okay?"
"Hurry."
She knelt before me.
I pressed my hard dick against her cheek.
It had been throbbing on and off, leaking precum, soaked in sweat with that thick masculine scent wafting into her nose.
As I'd written, this smell would feel familiar and comforting to her, making her crave tasting it.
"Hold on, gotta capture this too."
Snap.
I rubbed my dick on her cheek while shooting.
Even beyond the Scenario Book, moments like this deserved saving.
Great for solo sessions later.
"Let's move spots and shoot more."
"Huh...?"
"Grab the camera."
We went to that alley I'd eyed earlier, taking tons of shots.
"Stick your tongue out a bit. Yeah."
"Okay......"
Like a kitten, she poked out her tongue; I offered my dick.
Tap.
The tip touched her thin tongue.
Snap.
"Look at the camera."
"Mmph......"
She knelt, hands lifting her shirt to bare her breasts fully.
Gazing at me, tongue out, my huge dick atop it—a perfect porn shot.
"Fuck...... this is nuts......"
Checking the photos, it was mind-blowing.
"Hey, Dayoung, just once here before we go."
"What?! No way~!"
The Scenario Book covered porn shoots, but not sex.
I hadn't anticipated holding back would be this hard.
"......"
No choice—edit ahead a bit and skip.
The sun was still up, but I said,
"We gotta scout tomorrow without work, so let's book a place nearby."
"Huh? No more shooting?"
"Nah, got it all."
We should've gone down to the lake park after, but no chance now.
"Lake park tomorrow."
"R-really? That's fine?"
Unable to hold back, I grabbed her hand and headed down the mural village.
Regretting not scheduling sex for day one.
"Too fast, slow down, Siu."
"Got it."
My erection showed no signs of fading.
We beelined into the rundown motel at the base.
"Room for the night."
Booking one was in the Scenario; otherwise, maybe two.
Using an old key instead of a card, we entered to that musty motel smell.
"Ow~, my feet hurt~."
Walking all day since morning, U Dayoung kicked off her shoes and plopped on the bed.
"Hoo."
I took a deep breath and began the act as written.
"Alright, next portfolio entry."
"......What's the next concept?"
She already looked scared of it.
§ U Dayoung.
"......"
She was speechless after Nam Siu's words.
"Smell fetish......?"
It was so absurd she repeated it, and Nam Siu nodded.
"I know, I know, it's weird for me too, but what can we do."
He set up the camera and plugged in the charger, looking awkward himself.
Did people really like smells like that?
Lovers' scents were natural, but what he described was tough.
Plop.
They sat side by side on the bed, and Nam Siu faced the camera.
"Hello! Nam Siu, the good friend!"
"U Dayoung here!"
"We've been scouting and shooting portfolio stuff since morning, so we're super sweaty, right?"
"Totally~ All sweaty~."
Straight to the point after the intro.
"This time, a play we both love!"
"What's that~?"
She knew but played dumb.
"The opponent's smell fetish!"
"......Y-yeah! Love it!"
Nam Siu took off his socks.
A guy-friend's socks—not her boyfriend's, walked in all morning.
Her face twisted in disgust, but with the camera rolling, she acted.
"You too, Dayoung."
"Ah...... okay."
She removed hers.
"Ugh......"
Handing them over, she strongly doubted anyone enjoyed this.
Glancing at Nam Siu, even he grimaced briefly.
'Yeah, he's trying hard too......'
She had to pro it out like the Jenga shoot.
All for her boyfriend, Kim Woohyun.