Chapter 24
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 24
Chapter Title: Right Person, Right Place
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Eh? What the hell did I just say?
No, I did mean to offer, but... me saying I'd find a part-time job for Han Aebom in my place? Even saying it makes me cringe. I'm insane, for real.
Depending on the angle, those words could come off as a kind gesture or a total dick move.
Considering how Han Aebom had been snapping at Oh Hana earlier, she seemed like someone with serious pride. From her perspective, my offer probably came across as insanely insulting.
"...I know you meant it kindly. But honestly, it'd be way too embarrassing for me. I'll find something on my own."
Yeah, figured as much.
Just looking at her trembling pupils, I could tell a whirlwind of thoughts had raced through that little head of hers in that split second.
But... but still.
For some reason, my gut was screaming at me this time. That I had to be the one to find Han Aebom a part-time job. That it was the right thing to do.
"Aebom, you know that saying?"
"Pardon?"
"Right person, right place. Right person, right place."
Right person, right place, my ass. My brain still wasn't firing on all cylinders, which was why all sorts of random crap kept spilling out of my mouth.
Overheard snippets from folks chatting while I worked the convenience store night shift.
"It's a big deal in companies too, right? Using the right talent in the right spot."
"Yeah, that's true. Right person, right place is super important."
Like I'd noticed yesterday, even at 24, Han Aebom loved framing things in corporate terms.
And maybe that's why her resistance seemed to soften a bit.
"Your skills are top-notch in a lot of ways, but how about communication?"
Thinking back, it couldn't have been pure coincidence that every time I opened the door, Han Aebom was right there in front of it.
"Honestly, you hesitate a ton before going into any room, right? Overthink it?"
"Well... yeah, you're right."
I get it—I went through the same thing in middle school. Had to report to the scary vice principal's office, but he freaked me out so bad I stood there blankly for 10, 20 minutes until another teacher dragged me in.
Not like that anymore, though.
"With a personality like that, landing a part-time gig won't be easy. People won't wait around to discover your talents. But I see it. So let me find you a job that fits you perfectly."
"But... it'd make me feel too bad..."
I flashed what was probably the most generous, sucker-level smile of my life.
"They say no one survives alone. Especially not roommates under the same roof—let me help this much at least. Oh, but in return, how about you treat us to some pork belly with your first paycheck? Give our stomachs a little grease."
At my words, Han Aebom gave a smile that mixed relief with lingering unease.
"If you're saying that much... would it be okay if I took you up on it?"
"Of course. Leave it to me."
The moment I boldly promised her.
Eh?
An unexpected message popped up in front of my eyes.
"Oppa, why that super complicated look? More like, you're up late again today. Hngh, that Han Aebom bitch keeping you from sleeping soundly!"
"Don't 'Han Aebom bitch' someone two years older than you."
"Psh, whatever. She hates being called noona anyway."
Not that calling her straight-up 'Han Aebom' wouldn't bug her even more.
Nah, my face probably did look conflicted. What confidence did I have to promise Han Aebom I'd snag her a job? I didn't have any magic leads myself.
And I'd said it myself—
Good gigs these days felt like family heirlooms, passed down through connections.
'No sketchy spots, though. Definitely no sketchy spots.'
Han Aebom was undeniably talented in many ways. But like Oh Hana, she was clueless about street smarts and terrible at handling surprises.
Part-time jobs, though? Mostly a nonstop parade of curveballs. Even night shifts at the convenience store had fewer customers than days, but way weirder ones. I'd met every type imaginable.
Anyway, beyond that...
Find a suitable part-time job for Han Aebom
📍 Progress:0/1
⏰ Time Limit: None
🎁 Reward: 500,000 won, Han Aebom's Absolute Favorability
This felt like my own impulsive move turning into a quest, which was kinda surprising.
The rewards... eh, decent enough.
'If I can actually pull it off.'
How the hell was I supposed to do that?
Lost in those thoughts, I'd finished my smoke and was heading into the one-room with Oh Hana when she grabbed my arm.
"Oppa."
"Yeah? Another cig?"
Oh Hana shook her head with a big grin.
"Hey, Oppbang."
Her voice dripped with that nasal aegyo, making my skin crawl even as my lips twitched upward on their own. Why did girls' cuteness hit so hard?
Ah, but imagining Han Aebom pulling this aegyo killed the vibe instantly. Her calling me 'Oppbang'? That'd signal the apocalypse.
"Y'know, there's this mobile game I've been playing lately? Called Pangpare Eleven."
I knew it.
The idol-raising mobile game collabing with Genesis Eleven. Way shittier than the gacha waifu game I'd played before. At least that one let duplicate 5-stars power you up.
This? Just some extra lines and outfits.
And the pulls cost a fortune.
"Anyway, with the intruder around, we can't fuck inside anymore, right?"
"W-Well, yeah."
Her bluntly dropping 'sex' outside like that made my face burn.
"They've got this jewel package set out now for 149,900 won."
And just like that, vibe killed.
"Hehe, if you prepay like 150,000 won now, next time we step out for a smoke, over there... that alley. No CCTV, barely any people. I'll use my mouth or hands—or whatever spot you want—and drain one load for you. Deal? Today's Riki pickup day...! Still weeks till my next paycheck...!"
"Girl, what if it doesn't pop?"
"Hehe. Then I'll just borrow a bit more..."
Every time I forgot, Oh Hana reminded me how dead serious she was about her idol obsession. As if I could forget with the walls plastered in bromides. I'd tried.
"Whaddya say, oppa? You're backed up too, right?"
"Quit talking like some shady ad. Gives me the creeps."
She wasn't wrong, though.
Just one day without sex, and I'd been grinding Han Aebom's panties on my dick. For crime prevention, regular relief might be smart.
Plus... her handling me with hands or mouth in some alley? Yeah, that got me hard.
"...I'll wire 200,000 won. Drain one right now. Cool?"
"Deal! Double deal!"
Impossible to hate this girl. Hell, any guy she'd treat like this probably couldn't either.
"C'mon, oppa. Heehee."
"Wait, for real?"
"Why not? As long as no one snitches."
...Honestly, doubtful we'd get reported. If I saw a guy getting head from his girl in an alley, I'd swallow hard and peep, not call the cops.
Witnessing shit like that just sounds like hassle for everyone.
"Uh, Aebom might think it's weird."
"Aebom, my ass."
Just hearing Han Aebom's name sharpened Oh Hana's glare. Total natural enemies now.
"We'll say we chain-smoked."
This girl...
But I wasn't about to call her life easy or cushy. That'd be rude.
"Fine, but like you said, no dawdling—I'll suck you right off. Here goes."
She ducked under my hoodie, tugged my pants down just enough, and pulled out my dick.
Skilled hands, as always. A pang hit thinking she might've done this with other guys, but making her do it now still thrilled me.
"Bon appétit."
She swallowed my half-hard dick whole and slurped it like ice cream, slurp slurp.
"Ngh...!"
Not my first time, but after building it up all day, just her mouth had my knees buckling with pleasure.
"Mmmph, ngh, mm! D-Dick got bigger...!"
"What?"
"...It grew. Slurp, slurrrp. Mmmph, mm."
Her soft inner cheeks, the lewd wet sounds from below, her breaths, her tongue swirling everywhere...
"Ah, fuck... feels so good."
"Glurk, glrrph!"
Less than two minutes in, I grabbed her head and blasted straight into her mouth. Too good to hold back.
"Glk, glrrk...!"
"Ngh!"
Snapping out of my haze post-nut, I realized I'd skipped the warning and face-fucked her to completion.
"...Cough, cough! Ptoo, ptoo. Oppa! Seriously! I told you I don't love swallowing cum. Warn me before you blow. I was gonna take it in my mouth at least. Not straight down my throat!"
Half-swallowed, half-spat on the ground, she glared at me.
"S-Sorry. Here's 50,000 extra—forgive me?"
Damn, even I cringed at how scummy that sounded.
"Tch, seriously... if you weren't you, no way. Think 50k would've cut it? Smack smack. Ah, still some in my mouth. Feels stuck in my throat. Ugh, gotta chug a drink inside."
I yanked my pants up quick.
Oh Hana swallowed the last bits with spit and snuggled up, even hooking her arm in mine.
"By the way, oppa."
"Yeah?"
"You taking some kinda stamina pills or something? How's your dick even bigger than before?"
"Optical illusion?"
"What illusion? I just sucked it myself. Mmm, anyway, your cum's got me horny for sex now. Sex, sex."
Makes sense with Vitality +2 and Low-Level Semen Aphrodisiac Skill.
"Ah, so cold. When's this damn winter ending? March is almost here."
Arms linked, she slippers-slapped up the stairs, flashing her ass right in my view from below.
Goddamn, too tempting.
She bolted into the one-room and smirked at Han Aebom, who was reading on the bed.
"Wonder if our super-talented Han Aebom scored a part-time job yet?"
I facepalmed quietly watching it. Oy vey.