Chapter 65
Chapter 65
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 65
Chapter Title: Bro, Just Say You'll Pay the Taxes. No, Pay Ten Times Over.
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But Woojin's shout scattered away as an empty echo.
"No matter how much you deny it, I know you don't hate it."
"...Kuh..."
Honestly, it felt good. Where else could someone snag three stunning beauties as girlfriends all at once?
Even saving the country—no, the whole planet—in his previous life wouldn't have been enough.
"...I clearly said no. You guys are the ones who insisted."
"Of course. We'll take responsibility. So from today on, treat all three of us like your girlfriends. Link arms, hug us, even carry us on your back."
Woojin's face turned beet red.
"H-how am I supposed to do that right away?!"
"Hehe, you're so cute, my boyfriend."
At that moment, Ayoung shot her hand up like a student in class.
"Ah! We need to set one rule!"
"A rule?"
"Yes! Light skinship is fine, but no full-on naughty stuff!"
Smack—!
Ailin delivered a sharp flick to Ayoung's forehead.
"Ow!! Why'd you hit me?!"
"You're the one who already enjoyed everything, so hearing that crap from you makes me want to smack you."
"W-what do you mean enjoyed?! It was an accident!"
"By my standards, an accident still counts as enjoying it."
Jihyun backed Ailin up.
"I still get furious just thinking about the scene we walked in on."
Ayoung stuck her tongue out a little.
"Hehe... I won't cheat anymore..."
And so began the bizarre and precarious relationship between three women and one man.
"Haa... Well, we somehow wrapped things up."
Jihyun sighed as she swept back her disheveled hair.
"Yeah... This was ten times more exhausting than that Singapore business trip."
"Indeed, I'm beat. Since we're tired, everyone stays here tonight."
Woojin freaked out at Ailin's unilateral declaration.
"What? All of us together here?"
"Isn't it a waste? We booked the most expensive suite. There are three beds, too. Now that we're girlfriends, what's the problem with sharing a snooze? I'll bunk with Woojin, so you two take the ones over there."
Jihyun exploded.
"Don't be ridiculous! Rock-paper-scissors!"
"You're the ridiculous one. Don't you know about respecting elders?"
"You're not even Korean, and you only pull out Confucian crap when it suits you? Are you a selective Confucian?!"
"Tch, fine. But no rock-paper-scissors. Let's do this instead, Jihyun."
"How?"
Ailin nodded toward Ayoung, who was staring at them with wide, sparkling eyes.
"Doesn't she have sins to atone for today? And Woojin's arms make two spots."
"!!! R-right...!?"
In the end, Woojin lay in the center of the largest king-size bed, with Ailin and Jihyun snuggling up tight on either side.
Ayoung got sentenced to the side bed alone for her "attempted seduction" crime from earlier.
"Tch! No fair! Close protection is my duty!"
But no one took Ayoung's side.
Hmph. Once they're all asleep, I'll sneak into oppa's spot.
Woojin, bound head to toe by the two women, gazed at the ceiling and spoke.
"...Hey, could you maybe scoot back a bit?"
Woojin pleaded, but the two women, using his arms as pillows, pretended not to hear.
"It's punishment. Good night, oppa."
"Yeah, we need at least this much to feel better."
Woojin let out a deep sigh toward the ceiling.
Why does it always end up like this with these girls...?
No, honestly, he didn't hate it—but it was an overwhelming feeling he could barely handle.
The raging storm outside had quieted to a drizzle.
The two women's soft breathing echoed in Woojin's ears like ASMR Dolby Surround 3D spatial audio.
One hour later.
T-this is torture...!
Woojin swallowed dryly as he stared at the ceiling.
Every nerve in his body was pulled toward both sides; he couldn't even twitch a finger.
But human senses are sneaky things.
He could stare straight at the ceiling any other day without issue, but now his neck ached and stiffened.
Finally, unable to bear the discomfort, Woojin turned his head slightly to the left.
"......!!"
There was Ailin.
The woman he'd assumed was asleep had her eyes wide open, staring straight into his from 1cm away.
"Y-you're not asleep...?"
"......"
Ailin just gazed at him silently.
But she was too close.
He could count her long eyelashes, and their noses nearly touched as her breath scattered over his lips.
His flustered face reflected clearly in her blue eyes.
Before Woojin could snap his head back in shock—
Mwah—
A soft, fluffy sensation brushed his lips and pulled away.
"!!!!???"
Woojin's mind went blank.
Ailin showed no agitation—instead, she smirked seductively and whispered right in his ear.
"Don't overreact, Woojin oppa. This is just a goodnight greeting in America."
"A g-greeting my ass...!"
"Shh, you'll wake Jihyun."
Ailin giggled and slid her long, smooth leg over his thigh.
The resilient feel of her skin pressed heavily through his pants.
As her toes tickled up his calf, goosebumps erupted all over Woojin.
This was blatant provocation. A bold, flashy line-cross from the queen of the Benedict family.
Kuh, I-I lost this one!
Declaring defeat to himself—afraid his heart might burst if he looked any longer—Woojin whipped his head to the right.
But a bigger trap awaited there.
Mwah—
"Mmph!?"
The moment he turned, lips crushed against his like they'd been waiting.
Jihyun had positioned her face perfectly so his lips would meet hers the instant he turned.
The cozy warmth from between her lips seeped in, melting his entire body.
Jihyun blushed faintly in shyness but pulled his nape closer, whispering huskily.
"Oppa, did you want to kiss me that badly?"
"N-no! I just turned my head...!"
"Hehe, liar."
He felt wronged but couldn't speak.
Jihyun's eyes were far from her usual calm.
They brimmed with affection—and an obsessive determination never to let him go.
She yanked his right arm tighter against her chest.
"!!!"
Absurdly soft sensation dominated his body.
Woojin was going insane.
Ailin's leg shackled his lower body on the left, while Jihyun's upper body swallowed his arm on the right.
Lips alternating from both sides, the sweet scent of feminine flesh.
Can I even sleep tonight...?
In the end, Woojin had no choice but to stare at the ceiling, even as his neck screamed in pain.
Any slight turn felt like it wouldn't end with just a kiss.
And so, counting ceiling light patterns till dawn, Woojin flailed amid the erotic auras from humanity's two strongest women.
It was the path he'd chosen; he could only grit his teeth and endure.
The next morning, the checkout front at Myeongdong L Hotel was a sight to behold.
The Benedict agents who'd rioted the night before, claiming a "gate precursor phenomenon" and occupied the hotel, stood in perfect formation. At their center strode Kim Woojin.
He looked wrecked.
Dark circles hung heavy under his eyes, his steps heavy like someone who'd raided gates nonstop for days without sleep.
On either side, Ailin and Jihyun linked arms with him, wearing victors' smiles.
"Let's head home quick. I'm starving. I'll cook something tasty today."
"Hehe, I slept so soundly for once last night. How about living with us full-time, Woojin oppa?"
Woojin lacked even the energy to reply.
All night, soft pressures from both sides and the women's constant tossing had drained him dry.
A week like this, and he wouldn't have a body left.
Trailing behind, Ayoung pouted as she followed.
"Damn... Not even a tiny opening...!"
Ayoung's eyes were hollow too.
She'd waited for a gap to slip in, but Ailin and Jihyun hadn't budged an inch from Woojin's side all night.
As Woojin's group exited the hotel, Kim Cheolsu and Catherine, who'd been waiting, rushed up.
The two discovered tied in embarrassing poses by Woojin's rope the night before shot him glares.
"...It won't happen again next time, President Kim Woojin."
Woojin gave Cheolsu and Catherine apologetic looks, but soon got dragged into the car by the two women.
Beep beep—
The door lock chimed, and as the door opened, Sangjin turned from playing with the baby skeleton and chicken bones on the living room sofa.
"Oh, hyung, you're back earlier than—huh...?"
Sangjin's eyes widened.
His brother's state looked even more hollowed-out than when he'd snuck out yesterday(?).
And seeing three beauties file in behind him like candy on a string, Sangjin tilted his head.
"What the hell's going on? You decide to live with all three?"
"......Shut up, Sangjin. Hyung's exhausted right now."
Woojin collapsed spread-eagle on the living room floor.
Ailin casually raided his fridge for water, while Jihyun naturally donned an apron.
"Mind if I use some ingredients, young master?"
"Go ahead, sis-in-law."
Ailin cut in.
"Kim Sangjin, from now on call me sis-in-law too, not noona."
"Pardon...? You guys really going polygamy...?"
"Something like that."
"What...?"
Ayoung approached the prone Woojin, pulled out his arm, and lay down delicately.
She envied not getting that arm pillow yesterday.
What...? What's that...?
Sangjin clicked his tongue at the bizarre scene.
Ayoung doing that, and Ailin-noona and Jihyun-noona just watching?
It was confusing.
"Whoa... What the heck is this situation...? Hyung, hyung! Hyung!"
Woojin replied irritably as Sangjin kept calling.
"What?! Quit calling me! I'm tired!"
"Hyung, just call Director Jeong and say you'll pay the taxes. No, say you'll pay ten times over."
"What the hell are you on about, punk..."
Right then—
Ding ding ding ding-a-ling—
Woojin's phone rang.
Director Jeong, who couldn't be ignored.
"Yes, Director. Yes, yes. Oh, tomorrow? Got it."
Woojin's expression turned a bit serious as he hung up.
Still lying down, he addressed everyone.
"I've got an appointment tomorrow. I'm going alone."
"Appointment? What kind?"
Ailin asked.
"Meeting Seo Joohee to make mental protection gear for Sangjin."
Ailin and Jihyun asked in unison.
"Seo Joohee? That jeweler?"
"Yeah."
They knew the name. And she was a woman, naturally.
"We're coming too."
"No, why!?"
Jihyun said.
"Obviously. You're meeting a woman and trying to ditch us? No way."
"......"
The next day, Woojin and the three women finished getting ready to head out.
"You really... gonna follow? All three of you...?"
"Stop asking the obvious. I have business with Seo Joohee anyway."
And so the four headed to the meeting spot with Seo Joohee.