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With An Jihye, you could say we'd entered a kind of contractual relationship.

If An Jihye sucked me off, I'd give her a glowing evaluation in return.

Honestly, though… I was the one getting the short end of the stick.

Put bluntly, all An Jihye had to do was suck. Meanwhile I had to prop her up like some kind of goddess.

And then she goes and fucks up?

That wouldn't just be her problem — it'd screw with my entire career at the company.

Is that all the judgment you've got when it comes to people?

It would cast doubt on my eye for talent — something essential not just for an Assistant Manager, but for climbing any higher.

"Watch your mouth. Right now, I'm the one holding the cards — not you."

"……."

So I had An Jihye by the throat, and I needed to make damn sure she knew it.

"Jihye, let's think about this rationally. You're not saying we should just pretend what just happened never happened, right? Obviously not. But don't I need some kind of insurance here?"

"…What kind of insurance?"

"I go out of my way to lift you up, and then you fuck something up? I'm the one who has to eat the entire fallout. And the price for that is one blowjob? You've pulled this before — you really don't understand how company life works."

"……."

Above.

There were plenty of words — and relationships — that could express a hierarchy.

Age difference. Rank difference. Education. Wealth. And so on.

Right now, I was positioning myself above An Jihye as the one in charge.

"What do I stand to gain by entrusting my career to you?"

"That's because you… to me…"

"Just in case you're thinking it — don't get some pathetic idea that I'm interested in you."

"Path—!"

"Yeah. Pathetic."

An Jihye was… if you went by schoolyard terms, a classic mean girl.

Riding someone else's coattails.

Terrorizing the people around her.

Shaking down ordinary students.

And…

"I've got plenty of other women. And every one of them is prettier than you, and gets along with me better. So why the hell would I go out of my way to promote you just because you sucked me off once?"

…including running around with no grasp of how the world actually worked.

But there was one major difference between An Jihye and those mean girls.

"It's a contract, of sorts. I do you favors. Your work life gets easier. In exchange, you suck me off. Is that so hard to understand?"

She was smart. And cunning. More than anything, she was good at her job.

That was how An Jihye had climbed to where she was now.

If she'd been missing even one of those three things that set her apart from a schoolyard bully…

Tap, tap—

"Don't worry. Starting today, your work life is about to get a whole lot easier."

"……."

She wouldn't have been staring at me with a face this terrifying as I casually patted her shoulder.

She ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠would have just given up, resigned herself, and sat down in defeat.

To that An Jihye, I left one final word of warning.

"Let's work well together, okay?"

Then I stepped out of the emergency stairwell.

An Jihye was a woman who knew exactly who she was, where she stood, and what advantages she held.

To put a woman like that on her knees in front of me and make her suck… that was something only a genuinely exceptional man could pull off.

But the Office Romance Management App had made it possible.

First of all…

Coming in her mouth once wasn't enough to drop her into Special Management Target status.

That confirmed it — you had to actually have sex to become a Special Management Target.

When I checked my relationship with An Jihye next, her affection had actually dropped — the opposite of every other woman.

…Still, it was a little worrying.

I didn't think An Jihye would try to sabotage me, and even if she did, I was confident I could stop her, so it wasn't a huge problem.

"Hmm… I need to lock her down soon."

Setting everything else aside —

An Jihye was, without a doubt, a genuinely attractive woman.

If a woman like that decided this whole situation was fucked and just walked away… that'd be a waste.

Back in the emergency stairwell, the look of pure disgust on her face as she sucked my cock had been genuinely…

"…Damn."

Just thinking about it was enough to get me hard again.

I snapped myself out of it and went back to hammering away at the keyboard for the afternoon's work.

And then, out of nowhere…

A text from Park Eunseo.

…That was an invitation, right?

Whoa. She was coming in fully locked and loaded.

…Come to think of it, I hadn't been giving Park Eunseo much attention lately.

"Pffft—!"

The next day.

During a short break after lunch, I compared my bank balance against my salary.

"Hmm… this should be enough to work with."

What I was mulling over was none other than a car.

I'd been on the fence about buying one for a while, but it had never been urgent enough, so I'd just stuck with the bus and subway.

Lately, though.

"…Yeah, this looks decent."

Getting involved with Park Eunseo and Chu Yeonju had made the idea of having a car sound better and better.

It'd be nice for going out somewhere, right?

And even setting those two aside, there was no real downside to having one, so my thoughts settled on buying a car.

Which meant the most important thing was, ultimately, money.

"…Yes, hello?"

It looked doable.

What I'd saved up, plus the steady paycheck from the company, plus this and that.

A ridiculously luxury car. A foreign import. Brand new.

I didn't need any of that — a decent mid-to-full-size used car would be fine.

Maintenance costs looked manageable too.

So I looked into it right away.

"Yes. Yes, then I'll come by tomorrow. Yes. Yes, okay."

I arranged to go see one over the weekend and hung up with the used car dealership.

And right on cue, one o'clock hit, and the endless stream of work resumed.

When you threw yourself into it, quitting time snuck up before you knew it. Today I had plans with Park Eunseo, so I stood up a little past six.

"What about you, Isuyen?"

"Ah, I… think I need to stay a little longer."

"Alright. I'll head out first, then. I've got plans."

"Yes, go ahead."

Everyone else had already left.

Leaving only Isuyen in the office, I made my way out at an unhurried pace.

And out in front of the company building —

"JichanJichan, hurry hurry—."

"Good grief…"

I met Park Eunseo, waiting for me with her ponytail swaying.

She had a… rather large tote bag slung over her shoulder. I wondered if the things she'd shown me yesterday were in there.

"Let's eat first."

"What do you want?"

"Uh… you? Anything you're craving?"

"Chicken!"

"……."

"What?"

"Nothing. Just thinking you really love chicken."

"Obviously. Chicken is the best."

I wanted to grab that swaying ponytail of hers — the one attached to that mischievous little voice — and give it a good shake.

She'd probably get mad, so I held back.

"That place from last time?"

"Ah, yeah. Let's go there."

Together with Park Eunseo, I headed into the chicken place near the office that we'd been to a few times before.

The moment we sat down, we put in a simple order for chicken and beer to fill our stomachs.

"I'm gonna hit the bathroom real quick."

"Yeah, go ahead."

While Park Eunseo ducked into the restroom, I checked our relationship status.

"Hmm…"

Yeah.

You could tell I hadn't been paying her enough attention — compared to Chu Yeonju or An Jihye, it was pretty bare-bones.

Of course, we were far closer than I was with the other women, so those sparse little words alone couldn't fully capture our relationship.

I started thinking about how I might tweak them…

If I was going to edit them anyway, I went all out and packed in every flowery phrase I could think of.

And right on cue, Park Eunseo came back.

"I'm thinking of buying a car."

"What kind of car?"

"A car. Literally a car."

"Hmm? All of a sudden?"

"Nah, just… having one is definitely more convenient."

"Oooooooh… if you get a car, you gotta do that thing, right? That thing — what do they call it, a car christening?"

"Hmm… yeah."

Putting a mischievous beauty like Park Eunseo in the passenger seat and going for a drive — that didn't sound half bad either.

"When are you getting it?"

"Going to look at one tomorrow. If it's good, I'll buy it on the spot."

"Cars come that fast? Don't they usually take like months?"

"Nah, I'm buying used."

"Ooooh… when? When are you going?"

"I just said tomorrow."

"Ah, right. No, I mean — where are you going?"

"Looked it up and it's near here."

"Hmmm…"

Seeing Park Eunseo's eyes light up like that…

"Sounds fun. Can I tag along?"

Of course.

"It won't be fun, though?"

"Just curious. And I don't have any plans tomorrow anyway."

"But one more person's coming tomorrow — that okay?"

"Who?"

"A guy I know. He works in car maintenance, so he's coming to check the condition for me."

"Hmm, whatever. I don't mind."

As expected of a social butterfly, I guess…

"Alright then. Today we eat, go crash together, wake up tomorrow, and head over."

"Yeah."

She nodded, and her ponytail bounced up and down with the motion.

It really looked like it was begging to be grabbed.

"After we look… if I end up buying it there, I'll drive you home."

"What about that guy?"

"He'll drive his own car. We'll probably buy the car and… ah, we'll at least grab a meal together."

"I'm fine with that."

"Yeah… we eat, he leaves. If I buy the car there, I'll take you home."

"Ayy, call."

Jesus.

She threw up double thumbs-up as she answered, and it was pure mischief from head to toe.

Together with that Park Eunseo, we ate chicken, shared some beer, and talked about this and that.

After finishing the meal, the place we headed to was…

"I have a reservation."

"Ah, yes. Room 306."

"Got it."

A motel, of course.

It was a little early, but once we got inside, showered, played around, and messed about, the time would fill itself in just fine.

"I'm gonna shower first."

"Understood~."

Once inside, I showered first.

I finished a quick rinse in a little over five minutes, came out, and swapped places with Park Eunseo.

"Hmm…"

It was about time for our "relationship" to kick into gear, wasn't it?

First one — the "way cooler than any other guy" bit ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠— that wasn't the important part.

The second and third were what mattered.

A sex partner who turns me on just by looking at him. And a Master I want to be handled roughly by.

On top of that, Park Eunseo had brought adult toys today… I was looking forward to a pretty proper "session."

"Hooo…"

Park Eunseo emerged from the shower, letting out a long, languid breath.

To that Park Eunseo —

"Eunseo."

"Hm?"

"…Take out what you brought."