64. Afterparty
Additional Quest: Afterparty
📍 Description: Attend the afterparty proposed by Joo-hyuk.
📍 Note: The quest will be automatically canceled if you refuse the invitation.
🎁 Reward: 20 points
* There are no penalties for failing this additional quest.
It was such an easy additional quest—just attend the exhibition afterparty and get 20 points as a reward. But even with this freebie right in front of me, one thing nagged at me: those two assholes who'd thrown their tantrum earlier.
Something told me those bastards would show up at the afterparty... especially that guy who'd leered at Yunah noona on his way out. He seemed like the type who definitely would.
I couldn't decide the schedule on my own, so I asked Yunah noona's opinion first.
"What do you think about hitting the afterparty tonight, noona?"
"I don't really care either way, but isn't this the afterparty for the exhibition featuring your first photoshoot as a model? Might as well go, right?"
Yunah noona reminded me it was my debut as a photo model and encouraged me to attend. After a short but not shallow deliberation, we decided to go to the afterparty. Joo-hyuk flashed a bright smile and told us the time and place.
"See you at the party later, then."
"Yeah, see you there, sir."
After saying goodbye to Joo-hyuk, the two of us headed to a pasta place for a late lunch. Even on the short five-minute walk from the exhibition hall, Yunah noona's stunning looks drew eyes from all around—especially the men's gazes locked on her legs flashing beneath her miniskirt.
Guys sneaking peeks at noona's perfectly shaped legs, then shooting envious glares at me walking right beside her. Thanks to that, my shoulders squared up with a surge of pride-like confidence.
No wonder guys with hot girls on their arm always look so cocky.
Savoring those stares, we entered the restaurant and took a window seat overlooking a neat street. We scanned the menu, ordered carbonara and rose pasta after some thought, and chatted lightly while waiting for the food.
Then, a sudden question popped into my head. Why were Lee Soo-kyung's two nephews such total scumbags?
Realistically, the image of spoiled chaebol heirs was mostly media hype. Most chaebol kids got top-tier education and manners training, making them more refined than average folks. Even if their real personalities were trash, they'd at least pretend in public... but those two didn't give a damn.
At that level, you'd think the company or family elders would step in...
Lost in these thoughts with a serious look on my face, Yunah noona across the table waved her hand in front of me.
"Hyeong-sik? What're you thinking about to look so grim all of a sudden?"
"Oh, huh? Nothing much... just thinking about Lee Soo-kyung's nephews from the exhibition."
"Why bother thinking about those thugs? It'll just ruin your mood..."
"But isn't it weird, noona? They're chaebol too, so they must've had basic education and discipline or whatever. Why are they such loose cannons?"
"From the rumors I've heard..."
Yunah noona started spilling some gossip in response to my puzzled question. According to her, both families had washed their hands of the two punks. They caused trouble flashing the family name, but as long as it didn't hit the press, someone cleaned it up.
They'd cut ties but handled the messes to protect the company image. Hearing that explained why those idiots strutted around so freely.
As long as they didn't cross into illegal territory, others cleaned up after them with no scolding or attention—which just made them more arrogant and reckless.
Our chat about the chaebol punks wrapped up just as the server brought our pasta.
After our late lunch, we strolled the streets, then ducked into a café for coffee to beat the heat, chatting away. That's when Lee Se-kyung from the art academy—the one where I'd modeled nude last time—came up.
"Oh, right. Hyeong-sik, the director from that art academy where you did nude modeling? She asked if you'd model again in a week or two. What do you think? Up for it?"
"Housewife class again?"
"Nah, this is for her personal project, I think."
"No plans anyway, so sure... Nude again?"
"Yep. Pays pretty well too."
"Guess I get to legally grope your naked body again, noona? Heh heh."
"We've already fucked, so who cares... But this time, it's just you modeling solo."
Expecting it'd be with noona again, the idea of stripping alone in front of Lee Se-kyung felt awkward yet thrillingly naughty. Images of her getting turned on by my manly physique and pouncing...
My dirty fantasies must've shown on my face, because noona pinched the back of my hand and glared.
"You're thinking something pervy right now, aren't you?"
"Pervy? Nah... just wondering how it'll go solo without you."
"Liar... You were totally fantasizing. Don't even think about trying anything with Director Se-kyung. Her husband's a cop."
One mention of her cop husband, and all those steamy visions vanished. Dodged a jail ending there...
"I'm not! Hey, time flew—it's almost five already? We should head out, noona."
"Changing the subject, huh... But yeah, time to go."
We checked the clock—past five—and stood up. Leaving now would get us to the party right on time.
We arrived at the party venue—a whole rooftop bar rented out—and saw people heading in to join the fun. Blending in, we took the elevator up. Through the open doors, the lively bar vibe hit us, along with upbeat beats and early arrivals.
Made it feel real. First party for me—never even hit a club yet—and it was pretty fresh and cool.
We followed the crowd inside, grabbed light drinks at the bar, and scoped the place. First, Joo-hyuk in the center, chatting with folks as the host. Then, in the corner sofa... the last people I wanted to see.
Those chaebol punks I'd hoped wouldn't show were already there, boozing with girls. The party's excitement deflated like a popped balloon.
Yunah noona spotted them too, hooked her arm in mine, grabbed our cocktails, and steered us the opposite way.
"Hyeong-sik, stay far from those assholes. Let's just hang out, then dip early and head to my place."
"What we gonna do at your place?"
I knew exactly what she meant but teased to lift the mood. She rubbed her perky tits against my arm.
"What else? Fuck, obviously❤️ It's been almost two weeks."
Has it really been that long since we last did it? Knowing I'd have this firm body all to myself in a few hours made my dick twitch awake.
"We're here, so let's mingle and say hi first❤️"
"Sure."
Keeping max distance from those two, we sipped our sweet-bitter cocktails, chatting with other models and photographers. An hour flew by.
Then, the urge hit. I left noona talking to some girls and headed to the bathroom in the corner. Early evening, no line—pissed right away.
A guy finished at the next urinal and left. Then... impossible heels clicking in the men's room.
Yunah noona appeared, her face flushed with lust.
"Hyeong-sik, wanna fool around a bit before we go?❤️"
Guess her horniness couldn't wait till my place.