Chapter 14
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 14
Chapter Title: Growth-Type Bitch (1)
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I went downstairs after washing up, and Kim Sujin opened the door for me.
"Why'd you take so damn long?"
"I washed up and came straight down."
"Shut up and get in here."
I stepped into Sujin's room.
At least she keeps the place clean.
I'd figured it'd be a total pigsty given her personality.
But the room was spotless.
The bedding was neatly made, cooking utensils that looked newly bought were out, and even the slightly ajar bathroom door revealed a glimpse of pristine tiles.
Good thing.
As the building owner, it put my mind a bit at ease.
Sujin had apparently been cooking on the gas stove.
She was carefully rolling up a rolled omelet.
Oh. She cooks too?
As she pressed down on the omelet with tongs, she turned to me.
"Hey. You see the comments?"
"Uh..."
I wrote them.
Sujin plated the omelet and came over with a sly grin.
"You see the ones with tons of likes?"
"Yeah."
"What'd you think?"
What did I think?
I'm thinking it's fucking hot how you're wearing a tank top with no bra and dolphin pants.
The pink nipples and areolas peeking from under the tank are insane.
I couldn't say that, so I mumbled vaguely.
"Eh... Don't sweat it. Comments like that are just part of it. We keep our own pace—"
Sujin dragged a chair over and sat beside me.
"Don't sweat it? Come on. That's not nagging or hate—it's subscribers giving us hints on how to shoot better. We just eat it up."
"...Yeah. Makes sense?"
Jackpot!
She took the bait.
Sujin pointed at the monitor.
"Look at this. They say you're too gentle with me. They want it rougher. So what do we do? Tell me."
I barely held back a laugh and answered seriously.
"Hmm. Go harder when we...?"
Sujin smacked her lips and shook her head.
"Nope."
"...?"
"You don't watch porn?"
"..."
"You never see them grabbing the girl's head while she sucks? Shoving it down her throat. Forcing it. Right?"
"No. No, that's too much..."
Hold up.
I didn't want it that extreme.
I'd pictured just pounding her harder from behind.
Sujin tilted her head.
"Why?"
"...You're not up for it. Can you even handle it?"
She sighed like I was hopeless.
"Sigh. Did you think we'd make easy money? Nothing's impossible with practice."
Her slender finger tapped the monitor.
"Hey. See these likes? Subscribers want it. If we deliver, they'll hype us over Violet Muse themselves."
"Hmm. Sure, but..."
"Next. Scroll up."
I scrolled, and comments on our second video appeared.
"Stop. This one—what's it say?"
"They like watching you cum but say you do it too fast... I thought maybe cum less?"
"How?"
"After you cum, we kiss while I jerk you off... Drag it out like that..."
I scratched my nose, embarrassed.
Sujin shook her head like I was clueless.
"Dude, what era is this? Such naive shit."
"...What?"
"Subscribers would see right through it. 'Oh, cumming too quick, so stalling.'"
"..."
"They'd skip to your cumshot, get bored later, and unsubscribe."
"Then what? No way around it."
"Plenty of ways. Practice."
"Can you... practice that?"
"Rough math: top or bottom, you thrust about ten times and I cum."
"...Yeah."
"Build it to eleven, twelve."
"Like weight training?"
Sujin nodded.
"Exactly. Progressive overload."
I smirked skeptically.
"Hmmm."
Won't work.
"And when you cum, you keep pounding even if I'm cumming."
"...Yeah."
"No need to only do it then. Subscribers say pulling out every time I cum breaks the flow."
"Yeah."
"Don't pull out. Keep going."
"But you said it's sensitive after you cum? I keep going then to finish quick..."
Sujin shrugged.
"A bit, but it's fine. Gets easier after a few times."
Hmm. I'd left those comments hoping for post-orgasm kisses to stall.
Now she's talking practice. And pounding through her orgasms.
She's improving.
Sujin smirked.
"Got it? That's the plan?"
"...Yeah."
"Say it."
My back straightened involuntarily.
When Kim Sujin says "say it," I summarize like an AI.
For six years.
"Uh... yeah. Rougher than now? Practice to delay your orgasms. Keep going through yours?"
"Right. Smart boy."
"..."
Heh heh.
Sujin got up and brought the plated omelet.
"Eat."
"...?"
Suddenly?
What?
Not breakfast, just a random omelet?
I took the plate, and she said,
"Saw comments shocked at how much you cum."
"...Yeah."
"It's plenty, but let's make more. Builds our channel image. Both of us big finishers. Eat up. Protein ups the load."
"..."
"Oh, and get zinc supplements. They boost cum."
I stared silently at the steaming omelet.
Turning me into a full-on cum cannon...
"What? Hate it? I almost did boiled eggs, but made something tasty."
"No, I like rolled omelets."
"Today's special. You make 'em from tomorrow."
If it's just today, don't bother...
Kim Sujin snickered.
"Hey, first time making these. Good, right?"
"Yeah."
I nodded, munching the tasty omelet. Well-seasoned.
Pretty, great body. Smart. Clean room. Good cook. If only her personality...
Sujin crossed her legs.
"Finish that and grab coffee from Yujeong's cafe. I called ahead."
"..."
"Then we film practice."
"Film the practice and upload?"
"Duh. Show feedback response—they'll love it. God, no sense."
I brought coffee from the cafe.
I messaged on the way up the stairs.
[Me] Here. 4th floor for filming?
[Kim Sujin] Your room.
What?
Fuck.
I bolted up the stairs.
Had I left the PC in normal mode?
Yeah. Definitely.
Still, Sujin alone in my room without me... I took stairs two, three at a time.
Quickly punched the door lock.
Ran to the room.
"Huff. Pant."
Kim Sujin sat at my PC.
Legs crossed, arms folded.
Glared like she wanted to kill me.
Gulp.
I swallowed hard.
Monitor was normal mode, sure enough.
Game was on.
Why the hell is that open?
Sujin sighed heavily.
"Kim Minwoo. Come here."
"..."
Coffee in hand, I shuffled over.
"Coffee here."
Quickly handed her the iced Americano.
Feels just like high school.
Free time machine.
She slurped through the straw, then asked,
"What the hell is this?"
"...Game?"
Game? Why?
Not like Mom scolding for gaming.
Auto-login must've kicked in.
"Why do all the female chars have massive tits and asses? And they jiggle like pervy when they move?"
"Games these days are all like that..."
"Be honest. You jerk to these?"
Ah. No.
"No, really. Just picked high-performance ones."
"Performance tits? Missiles from 'em?"
"No."
"You fuck. Your cum's gold to us, and you're wasting it on this shit?"
Now I get the tantrum. Relieved a bit.
"Don't jerk to this. Why jerk when I got you? Haven't in ages..."
"Really?"
"Really."
"Kim Minwoo. You're an adult now. Wasting time and money on fake girls? Pulling expensive ones and staring slack-jawed."
"..."
What? Jealous?
"Looked it up—these cost a fortune? Base 200k per char. Skins too."
"Not really. In-game currency builds up..."
"Shut up. No more gaming."
"Huh?"
"I said no. ?"
"..."
"Smashed all your items. Don't even think about it. Caught? You're done."
Click.
Sujin closed the game.
Smashed my items?
Crazy bitch?
"...Lie, right?"
Fuck. How much grind for that gear...
Sujin set down her half-drunk coffee and headed to the bed.
"Strip and come. Film another upload."
My fists buzzed with rage.
Kim Sujin. You're in for it.
I stripped and climbed onto the bed.
Sujin eyed my sulky face and snickered.
"Hey. Pouting?"
"No? Not pouting?"
"Don't pout over that."
I leaned against the headboard, and Sujin crawled between my legs, grabbing my dick.
She shook my semi-hard cock.
"All for your benefit. Don't waste on fake chars—spend on me. Who knows? Might pay off."
She lightly sucked my glans.
Mmm... Feels good anyway.
I asked her,
"You not undressing?"
"Just sucking today. Oh. Right."
Remembering I cum quick from head, she shucked her dolphin pants and tossed them aside.
Look at that pretty pussy.
Sujin tugged her tank strap.
"This too?"
"Whatever."
Peeking is hot, but see-through nipples through thin fabric are killer.
"Keep it on."
She crawled back.
Pure curiosity from me:
"Ten licks and I cum?"
"Yeah."
"Licking okay?"
"...Dunno. Never tried. Yeah. Lick plus eleven+ sucks. Practice goal."
Sujin checked the camera, then crouched low and licked from base to tip.
"Ah."
A low moan escaped me.
"Good? Wasn't mad?"
She smiled with her eyes and licked around the frenulum.
So pretty, so hot, but the gear-smashing burned—still pissed.
I boldly slipped a hand under her tank, kneading her tits freely.
Twitch.
She flinched but kept licking.
Smash my gear? Kim Sujin... I'll make you scream.
"Heh. Heh. Heh."
Panting hot breaths, Sujin licked away. Saliva dripped nonstop from her pink tongue.
Glanced at the camera feed—her pussy between crouched legs dripped a long string of nectar.