Chapter 12
Translator - Zofu
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The legend of a conglomerate that started in a small East Asian country, South Korea, and bound the entire world together through logistics.
The second son of Mulsan Group's chairman, Kim Joo-hyuk.
I am Kim Seok-hyun.
From birth, I had everything. Money, power, family.
I lived a life without lack.
I was always one step ahead of others. There were no obstacles before me. Even if there were, it wasn't a problem. The group took care of it. I had nothing to worry about.
Then, I saw it. Someone with truly 'obstacle'-level strength. Someone with power similar to mine.
"Kneel."
When the entire world was pushed to its limits by demonic beasts, she created personal armaments to fight them and reversed the tide in an instant. The second daughter of Null Group's chairman, the godlike owner who rules the mega-corporation.
I saw Han Ye-rin.
But what did she say?
To kneel?
"I refuse."
There's no way I could kneel.
No, wait—does she even know that I'm the second son of Mulsan Group's chairman? I examined Han Ye-rin's bewildered expression. Does she really... not know?
"H-huh? What did you say?"
"I said I refuse."
"Why?"
She really doesn't know. Because she's young?
No, I'm young too. Just as I know her, even if she has no interest in high society, she should obviously know someone like me. The feeling is strange. Han Ye-rin should be someone who holds the world in her grasp like me, a child of a mega-corporation's chairman, yet her fundamental mindset was on the opposite end of the spectrum. It was strange.
From a young age, I moved through various social circles and met many people.
Mei Ling, the fourth daughter of Xiao San Group's chairman, who started in Taiwan and devoured all of Southeast Asia.
Salim, the eldest son of Navatea's chairman, a traditional Middle Eastern natural resource magnate who opened a new era of pricing with new refining technology.
Akina, the daughter of Kawa Group's chairman, Japan's pride who can make anything as long as it has wheels or wings and is 'private.'
None of them ever did this to me. They just maintained propriety and only smiled. I never once felt 'disrespect.'
I didn't know where this confidence came from. The idea of making someone kneel just because one's social position is high—I didn't know where that came from. If the person kneeling were of lower status, maybe. But that's not me, is it? I was bewildered and dumbfounded. At the same time,
I found it interesting.
"There's no way I'd do that."
All the somewhat notable kids I'd met in high society maintained 'propriety' and acted like machines outputting pre-inputted values when dealing with me.
But Han Ye-rin was different. Though she foolishly and disrespectfully acted believing only in her position, there was a 'childlike' quality in her that others lacked.
Childlike immaturity.
I saw the 'real,' not pretense.
"Ugh, you—who are you? You don't know who I am?"
"I know."
"What?"
Her flustered expression was amusing. I held back the laughter rising in my throat.
"If you know, then why—why did you refuse? Did your parents disappear or something?"
"Well... I just don't like kneeling to someone I just met, that's all."
"Is that the only reason?"
"Yes, do I need more?"
Han Ye-rin, her face red like a tomato, turned away and huffed as she opened the door halfway out. She said she was calling someone. Shortly after, large men in suits approached me, repeatedly apologizing and bowing. A moment later, Han Ye-rin returned with a bewildered expression, looking at the men.
"H-huh? What are you doing, not doing anything?"
"Well, Miss..."
"Why aren't you doing anything?!"
Han Ye-rin huffed and stomped her feet.
"Ugh! Do you all want to die?! Why aren't you grabbing him?!"
"Miss, well, this person is... well."
"'This person'? Why is he 'this person'? What's going on?!"
"He is the second son of Mulsan Group's chairman, Young Master Kim Seok-hyun..."
"H-huh?"
Her face quickly changed from bewilderment to shock. I held back the laughter that had reached my chin, my Adam's apple twitching. Han Ye-rin turned her pale face and fled outside. The men in suits chased after her. When the man beside me finally disappeared from view, I could finally laugh.
"Pff, ha, hahahahaha!"
High position, low mind.
At behavior I could never imagine from a Null Group chairman's daughter, laughter traveled up and down my throat and lungs.
Her mind wasn't fully formed yet.
If I played my cards right, this might work.
After that, everything flowed as expected.
Han Ye-rin came to our house and bowed her head to me. Realizing she couldn't treat me as she pleased, even though it was in her nature to get angry, she held back more often in front of me. Because of that, she spent more time by my side.
Whether it was because our social positions were similar, or because she liked me, Han Ye-rin began to lean on me psychologically. To the point you could call it obsession, she followed me everywhere I went. If I talked to another girl even briefly, she would interrupt without fail and take me away.
Han Ye-rin smiled more often when she saw me. If our hands happened to touch, she would be startled and run away. She frequently turned her head away, unable to hide her flushed face. The corners of my mouth rose automatically at her actions. Everything flowed as I wanted. But I couldn't be certain yet.
A classmate who had occasionally talked to me since before suddenly disappeared.
"Hey, Ye-rin."
"Huh? What?"
"Do you happen to know where Su-bin went?"
"...Su-bin? Who's Su-bin?"
"Huh... a girl I talked to sometimes."
"Ah! Her? I heard she 'transferred'—why, Seok-hyun? Were you interested in her?"
"No."
"Then it's fine! Hehe... where should we go play today?"
Now I could be certain.
She liked me. And in a dangerous form. Once I realized this fact, a pleasant thrill rose from the base of my spine. This is it. This is what I wanted.
I liked 'obsessive women.'
Women who loved me, rejected other women, and looked only at me.
I liked 'yanderes.'
Afterward, feeling anxious, she called me after school and, as expected, confessed.
I accepted. Because I loved her.
To be precise, because I loved her for 'loving me.'
Since I liked obsessive women, I tried many things to achieve my dream. Most of them 'pretended to love' or, nervous about my social position, hid their 'true feelings' and showed 'pretense.'
But Han Ye-rin was different. Her mind was so immature she could only speak her truth, and her social position was similar enough to mine that propriety wasn't necessary. Plus, meeting at age seven and growing up as childhood friends was a perfect fit.
The corners of my mouth rose so high they could tear and reach my ears. Ah, perfect. The obsession I'd dreamed of was taking shape. She was Han Ye-rin, my girlfriend. The perfect girlfriend you only see in novels.
Yandere girlfriend.
At the young age of seven.
I achieved my dream.
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The calendar turned, seasons changed.
Many things happened during that time. We... had sex, or had sex, or had sex again...
We had sex.
We discovered sex early, and without our dicks ever drying, we had sex every time, or had sex. Later, even that wasn't enough, so we tried various plays.
Bondage, dog, cat, feet, hands, mouth, armpits, shoulders, chest, man below, woman above.
The only thing we haven't done is outdoors.
Repeating this, at some point I grew tired of it and started avoiding my girlfriend whenever she wanted sex.
We entered a lull. Or perhaps, I was the one lacking.
I lived a life without lacking anything. But I did have a few deficiencies...
One of them is 'penis size.'
And 'stamina' that falls behind others.
This became a huge complex for me, making me shrink whenever I had sex with my girlfriend. Still, my girlfriend says it's fine and likes it, but it bothered me and made things difficult more than once or twice.
Originally, when we had sex, my girlfriend wanted it twice because once wasn't enough. But I couldn't do that. After I came once, my dick wouldn't get up again. So after I finished, I had to soothe my girlfriend's pussy with my own hands countless times, which made me keenly aware of my inadequacy.
Thus, while continuing to have sex, we entered a lull, and as I started avoiding her, our sex life was cut off.
It was during that time.
During the academy's second-year summer vacation,
Han Ye-rin's older sister brought a manga.
"What is this..."
A story where a muscular delinquent fucks and conquers someone else's girlfriend right in front of her boyfriend. My expression hardened at such horrific content. At the same time, anger rose. My face turned red.
"Ah..."
What could Han Ye-rin be thinking? She would get angry at such a manga, throw it away, and pretend she never saw it. I turned my head to look at Han Ye-rin.
"..."
Flushed cheeks, twitching lips, trembling body.
She was aroused.
Why?
I can't understand. Why is she aroused by this manga? Wasn't she obsessed? Didn't she like me?
Could it be... because I'm lacking?
Han Ye-rin looked at me and smiled faintly. That look showed she'd switched on. Her body was telling me she wanted to have sex with another man. And seeing that, I...
became aroused.
I can't understand. My small dick slowly rose, twitching. Didn't I like obsessive women? I don't know. No, I don't know. I don't know myself, aroused by this situation. But one thing I do know:
I cannot let Han Ye-rin be taken by another man.
Because she must 'love' only me.
The actions after that were simple.
She and I waged a war.
Han Ye-rin looked for someone to have sex with another man. I quietly took care of the people she found. Without Han Ye-rin knowing, I beat down all the men who approached my girlfriend from behind. I also tried to persuade Han Ye-rin. I said I was embarrassed, so let's not do it. Han Ye-rin said it was fine. No, I'm not fine. I don't want to be stolen, so just telling her not to do it should end things...
But I couldn't.
I'm going crazy right now. My head keeps saying no, but my lower body keeps saying yes. This is the first time I've been this aroused. My dick, which had been flaccid in the lull, erected so much it looked painful.
It's small.
I compared my dick to the delinquent in the manga. He's big. I'm small. Maybe Han Ye-rin is doing this because I can't satisfy her, indirectly telling me to satisfy her.
Eventually, someday I'll have to tell Han Ye-rin 'let's not do this' and hear her answer. No matter what answer I hear... I feel like I'll break down.
If she says yes, my lower half despairs.
If she says no, my upper half despairs.
It's an endless dilemma.
My head says it doesn't want to be stolen, my lower half says it wants to be stolen.
It felt like my body was split in two. I had to resolve this feeling. I had to fuse these two back into one. Then there was only one method left.
Disappoint her.
With someone utterly pathetic.
Someone who probably has a smaller dick than me.
Have her have sex, disappoint her, then soothe my girlfriend with my dick. Other than this, I saw no answer. I don't want to hear her answer. Because my mind will collapse.
The classroom door opened, and one person entered.
A rugged body, tanned skin, blond hair.
There stood the delinquent I saw in the manga.
Seeing that, blood rushed to my head.
Blood also rushed to my lower half.
Who is that? Was someone like that at the academy?
"Uh, who are you?"
"Kim Tae-ho."
What?
My mouth opened stupidly. That's him...
That retarded little shit Kim Tae-ho?
It felt like I'd been hit in the head with a hammer.
Who is Kim Tae-ho? A bug-like bastard born into a poor family whose grades were uselessly good, blocking my and Han Ye-rin's path. Also, a dog that Han Ye-rin raised. It was fun to see him crawl when I was occasionally nice to him, so sometimes I talked to him—a mutt from the streets.
On days I talked to Kim Tae-ho, when I went home with my girlfriend, we sometimes discussed how to torment the dog next time. Because his grades needed to drop.
Simply kicking him out of the academy wasn't fun. Since he was first place and I was second, tormenting him had 'justification' for her. There needed to be a pretext for the situation to be fun. But his current appearance...
It's like his mind had snapped from being tormented too much by my girlfriend.
Wait, thinking about it.
Kim Tae-ho probably... has a smaller dick than me?
It was decided.