Chapter 102: Charity Event (7)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 102: Charity Event (7)
Oh Ga-young was currently working part-time at a ship party.
Although the party was held in Korea, many foreigners attended, making English a mandatory requirement. Proficiency in multiple languages provided a significant bonus during the hiring process.
Despite being a short-term gig, the hourly wage was incomparably higher than other places, leading Ga-young to apply every quarter. Earning nearly a million won in just two days made it a "dream job" for a college student like her.
Since it was a quarterly event, she could see world-famous figures and heroes while making good money. Ga-young wished she could work here every day.
Having worked the charity event several times now, and being able to speak three languages—albeit a bit awkwardly—Ga-young was assigned to handle reservations for the private rooms this time. It was much more comfortable than walking around the party hall serving drinks.
"Can anyone use this room as long as they apply for it?"
"Yes, you can use it whenever you like; just let me know."
As Jeong Yeon-woo, the man worth 15 billion won, stepped out of the room and asked, Ga-young felt a surge of nerves but hid her emotions, answering calmly. She stole a glance at him as he stood there, momentarily lost in thought.
If she weren't on the clock, she would have asked for a photo or an autograph right then and there. Her friends wouldn't believe her even if she told them she’d spoken to Jeong Yeon-woo.
That was how immense his popularity was; he was currently one of the most beloved heroes among the public. No other C-rank hero had ever garnered this much public attention.
Everything that defined him—being a man, using a gun, being a supporter—was considered fringe in the hero world. Yet, Jeong Yeon-woo had proudly proven his worth and was now one of the most recognized prospects globally.
Ga-young found herself agreeing with the foreigner who had claimed his card was a steal. If this were America instead of Korea, his card might have been worth 100 billion won instead of 10 billion.
Staring blankly at his sexy face, Ga-young snapped out of it when he politely asked her to reserve a room. She quickly agreed.
Thinking how impressive it was for someone so famous to be so well-mannered, Ga-young watched a moment later as Jeong Yeon-woo entered the room with a woman who appeared to be a hero.
Although Cheonlian was famous, the Association kept her under such tight wraps that her face wasn't well-known, so Ga-young didn't recognize her.
Vivid imaginations, which hadn't surfaced when the foreigner entered with him earlier, began to bloom in her mind. What would two young, handsome, and beautiful heroes do in a private room? Being a woman herself, she couldn't help but have a few naughty thoughts.
‘There’s no way Hero Jeong Yeon-woo would do that.’
Hadn't she felt his character just by talking to him for a moment? He was a hero who was confident yet polite, possessing a wonderful personality. Ga-young felt a twinge of guilt for having such strange thoughts about a man like him.
She forced herself to stop thinking about it and was taking reservations from other guests when Jeong Yeon-woo emerged alone.
"Ah, she said she wanted to use it alone for a bit."
Jeong Yeon-woo spoke as if asking for her understanding.
"That’s perfectly fine. You may continue to use it until the time is up."
"I see. In that case, could I reserve another separate room?"
"Yes, of course."
‘I guess he has a lot of people to meet for business, being the star of this party and all,’ Ga-young thought as she booked the room.
A short while later, Jeong Yeon-woo reappeared, this time accompanied by a brown-skinned brat.
‘Is she some chaebol’s daughter...?’
The woman, who looked quite young, was pouring out complaints about whether the guests had come to the party just to flaunt their wealth.
‘There’s always one like her.’
Working these ship parties, Ga-young had seen plenty of wealthy people. Some were self-made and brimming with confidence; those from corporations exuded a professional aura. And then there were the chaebol children, lurking around looking for something to pick at.
They were Ga-young’s least favorite type. Their pride pierced the heavens, yet they lacked even a shred of consideration for others. Not all of them were like that, but the majority were. They would smile brightly and be kind to the guests, but they were overbearing toward waiters and staff, flying into a rage if their unreasonable demands weren't met.
As the obnoxious brown-haired woman grumbled—the kind of person Ga-young preferred to avoid at all costs—Jeong Yeon-woo coaxed her into the room like one would a child.
‘I guess they already know each other.’
Ga-young found it surprising since the two had such completely different vibes. The kind-hearted Jeong Yeon-woo must be suffering quite a bit, having to cater to someone with such a massive ego.
She was curious about what kind of conversation was happening inside, but as a staff member, that was strictly forbidden—and the soundproofing was so good there was no way to know anyway.
After some time spent worrying that Jeong Yeon-woo might be having a hard time, he came out alone again.
Perhaps he had been grilled relentlessly inside, as he was sweating slightly. He gave Ga-young an awkward smile.
"She... also said she wanted to be alone."
"Yes, that’s fine."
"And I’d like to reserve one more room."
Just how many appointments did he have lined up? Jeong Yeon-woo reserved another room and disappeared back into the crowd.
Reservations were allowed for up to two hours, but usually, people finished their business and left within thirty minutes, so rooms freed up quickly. However, the people who had entered with Jeong Yeon-woo had yet to come out.
Ga-young, who had an interest in management, wondered what kind of discussions were taking place that required such long deliberation.
‘I hope they aren’t just using Hero Jeong Yeon-woo for business...’
While Ga-young was worrying, Jeong Yeon-woo returned with yet another woman.
"You’re close with Han Byeong-si... I mean, Byeong-su?"
"I wouldn't say close; we just know each other. There's nothing between us."
"Oh, come on. From the way Byeong-su looks at you, Hyun-ah, it seems like he likes you."
"No, really, there's absolutely nothing between us."
The moment Ga-young saw the flashy-looking woman, she knit her brows slightly. She didn't know who this Byeong-su person was, but women who so aggressively denied any relationship were usually not to be trusted.
‘What a predatory bitch... Is she trying to seduce Hero Jeong Yeon-woo right now?’
Unaware of Ga-young’s internal cursing, Jeong Yeon-woo opened the door first and gestured inside.
"It’s this room."
"I should be the one doing this as a woman, but you have such good manners."
"Does opening a door really need to be divided by gender?"
The two entered the room and closed the door.
Ga-young stared anxiously at the door, praying to God that the innocent Hero Jeong Yeon-woo wouldn't fall for a woman like that. Seeing a delinquent-type bitch who was clearly trying to seduce a man made her blood boil.
‘Why do good men always get fooled by women like her?’
She looked like the type who would suck Hero Jeong Yeon-woo dry and then toss him aside. A piece of trash who couldn't possibly love just one man and probably had at least three sex partners on the side—why did men fall for women like that?
‘This is the problem with pretty, innocent men,’ Ga-young thought, praying fervently that he wouldn't give in.
As she was dealing with passing guests while keeping a quiet eye on the closed door, a man approached with a face full of rage.
"Where's Kim Hyun-ah?"
"Excuse me?"
"Fuck, I asked which room Kim Hyun-ah is in!"
When he shouted, other guests turned to look. The people here were all individuals who couldn't be ignored, yet the man didn't care at all, glaring only at Ga-young.
"There is no room assigned to a Kim Hyun-ah."
"There must be a man she went in with! Do I have to spell it out for you to understand? Where's your manager—no, forget it, just tell me which room it is, now!"
"I’m sorry, but I don't know the names of everyone who entered together."
At Ga-young’s words, the man made a furious face and snatched the status board she was holding.
"Sir, you can't do this..."
"Fuck off, don't touch me."
Just as the man, who looked like he’d lost his mind, was staring intently at the list on the status board, Jeong Yeon-woo stepped out of the room alone.
"Oh? What’s going on?"
The surrounding guests frowned at the man’s outburst, and security guards, sensing something was wrong, were approaching.
Amidst the heavy atmosphere, Jeong Yeon-woo alone wore a bright, innocent smile.
Whew— Doing three back-to-back rounds is definitely a bit tough.
Since I was short on time, I swung my hips as fast as possible, so even I’m a little exhausted.
Anyway, I really lucked out.
Having hit the jackpot by chance, I tidied up the clothes of the now-insane Kim Hyun-ah and skipped out of the room.
Whoa— scared the crap out of me.
I opened the door expecting a noisy party hall, but I was startled to find everyone in the room staring this way in silence.
But they weren't looking at me; they were looking at the staff member handling reservations... wait, no.
Isn't that Han Byeong-sin? He came looking for Kim Hyun-ah.
Seeing Han Byeong-sin flipping through the papers with the eyes of a psychopath made me feel ecstatic.
I really was lucky.
Seeing Kim Hyun-ah was a coincidence. Actually, maybe it wasn't. Since I had been contemplating how to deal with Han Byeong-sin, he stood out no matter where he was in the party hall, and my eyes naturally drifted to Kim Hyun-ah, who was by his side.
The woman, looking relaxed and sexy as if accustomed to parties, was chatting brightly with people next to Han Byeong-sin. Even in a world full of beautiful people, she was a woman who shone among them, and the way Han Byeong-sin looked at her was far from ordinary.
‘This is it,’ the thought flashed through my mind.
I approached her the moment Han Byeong-sin stepped away to talk to other guests. And after that? Well, I worked my hips hard.
She was delicious.
"Oh? What’s going on?"
I approached Han Byeong-sin from behind with a bright smile.
Recognizing my voice, Han Byeong-sin turned around, his face contorting like a demon's. Alternating his gaze between the board and me, he grabbed me by the collar.
"It’s you, isn't it? Where’s Kim Hyun-ah? What did you do with Hyun-ah?!"
Thank goodness. Even if the genders are reversed, people don't go around grabbing hair when they're angry.
I raised both hands to shoulder height, expressing with my whole body that I had no intention of resisting.
"She said she wanted to use me for an advertisement, so we just talked for a bit. Is something wrong? More importantly, could you let go? This suit is a rental."
"Fuck, this beggar piece of shit is getting cocky. Hey, Jeong Yeon-woo, you’ve really grown some balls, haven't you?"
No, you can't get worked up here, or I won't be able to torment you for a long time.
Hang in there! Stay calm! Endure it!
If the people gathered here start talking, you’ll be buried by society! Don't act so childish! You’re not some insignificant villain! If you’re only at this level, what does that make the original owner of this body who was victimized by you?
While I was rooting for Han Byeong-sin, Lee Yuna and Kwon Ye-jin emerged from the crowd.
Ah... I’m screwed. Of all people, it had to be those two.
The moment they saw me, their eyes flipped, and they marched over. Lee Yuna, who was usually gentle but had a temper, and the hot-headed Kwon Ye-jin looked like they were ready to kill Han Byeong-sin right this second.
Lee Yuna reached out first and grabbed Han Byeong-sin’s wrist, which was still clutching my collar.
"Let go."
She was beyond pissed. She, who always acted politely, spoke in a chilling voice.
"Do you know who I am? And this bastard..."
"Let go. Or should I make you let go?"
Damn, that was intense.
The murderous look in Lee Yuna’s eyes caused the strength to drain from Han Byeong-sin’s hand. Having his hand roughly pried off, he frowned and massaged his wrist as if it hurt.
Alright, I’ve had my fun watching, so time to wrap this up.
"I think there’s been a misunderstanding. We really only talked about business. Even then, Ms. Hyun-ah got a bit drunk and fell asleep first."
"What kind of bullshit..."
"Whoa, whoa, friend, friend. Do you really want to cause a scene here?"
I approached him, grabbed his shoulder, and whispered. Lee Yuna and Kwon Ye-jin were glaring at him, and everyone around us was watching in silence.
Only then did the moronic Han Byeong-sin realize the situation, and his momentum faltered.
I gestured to the fuming Lee Yuna and Kwon Ye-jin to wait a moment, then pulled him toward the room, speaking loudly so everyone could hear.
"Ms. Hyun-ah is in this room. I was worried about what to do since she fell asleep, so this worked out well."
I spoke brightly and opened the door to show him the inside.
Kim Hyun-ah, who had reached climax several times in a short period and passed out, was lying quietly on the sofa.
Oops, did I forget to put her panties back on?
Seeing the faint trace of semen trickling down her inner thigh, I blinked and whispered to him.
"She tasted great."
The moment he widened his eyes and tried to turn his head, I shoved him into the room and slammed the door shut.
I saw him open his mouth to scream something before it closed, but I couldn't hear a thing.
The soundproofing really is top-notch.
I apologized to the onlookers, explaining it was all a misunderstanding, and then left the area with my party members.