Chapter 40: Now, Answer My Questions (2)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 40: Now, Answer My Questions (2)
I lie on my bed and scroll through the news on my smartphone.
Heh, it’s a total mess.
The feed is practically plastered with news about Break Line.
Some articles mention my name, while others claim the situation is still under investigation, denying the rumors.
The comment sections of the articles mentioning me have turned into a literal arena, with people split between supporting me and cursing me out.
Whether for good reasons or bad, Break Line has been holding the number one spot on the trending search terms lately.
Thinking about the clan members who must be suffering right now, I chuckle and set my phone down.
You really pulled a stunt like this just to keep me tied down?
Now that the public’s attention is fixed on this, even Park Sung-jun will find it hard to move recklessly.
Fabricating the fact that I took bribes is incredibly easy. All they’d have to do is conspire with one hero and have them testify that it’s true.
But with this much scrutiny, what hero would have the balls to pull off such a blatant lie? If things go south, their career as a hero would be flushed down the toilet. They’d never agree to it.
Since Kwon Ye-jin threw a fit at the recruits and so many articles have come out, it must have become difficult for Park Sung-jun to pressure the newcomers.
However, I can’t let my guard down just yet.
Park Sung-jun might find some leverage to force a testimony out of someone.
But so what?
Would Park Sung-jun really do something that devalues me? He needs to settle this mess so he can keep using me for a long time to come.
Break Line, the very clan that tried to screw me over, was now actively defending me.
The expected scenario now is that they’ll call me in privately, claim they’ll resolve the issue for me, and then try to lure me into a predatory contract.
But even that won't be easy for them.
Park Sung-jun knows well enough that I’m not the type to care what the public thinks, so he’ll probably wait for the perfect timing.
While he’s busy losing his mind trying to clean up this mess, I just need to gather evidence to clear my name.
Won Tae-hun told me to look into Kim Yun-ah...
I don’t know what kind of data will be helpful, so I need to figure out a way to interrogate Kim Yun-ah and get her to cough up evidence.
As I’m weighing my options, my phone rings with an unknown number.
"Yes, hello?"
"Hey, how are you holding up?"
A bright yet condescending voice. It’s Park Su-jin.
"I got a vacation thanks to all this. I didn't expect you to be the first to call, though."
"I told you to contact me if you got into trouble, but you’re stubborn to the very end. It’s annoying, but since I’m so big-hearted, I called first. Aren't you grateful?"
Park Su-jin giggles.
"Did you see the articles? The reporters are scary, and it looks like the public is absolutely furious."
I’m the one who spread it, you idiot.
It seems Park Su-jin called because she thought I’d be shitting bricks now that public opinion has turned against me.
It’s a shame; if she had inherited even a bit of her father’s sense, she’d have a better grasp of reality.
"Come to the office."
"Which office?"
"Your office."
"And if I say I’m not coming?"
"It’s your loss. I can solve your little problem, but if you don’t want me to, well, I guess I’ll just have to wash my hands of it, right?"
With that, Park Su-jin unilaterally hangs up.
She’s absolutely certain I’ll show up.
It’s 11 PM. What is she planning to do, calling me at this hour?
After a moment’s thought, I get dressed and head to the clan building.
Since I’m not technically on duty, I just throw on a hoodie and jeans. I walk through the dark, empty corridors of the office where everyone has already clocked out.
Seeing the lights on, I realize she’s already there.
When I step inside, I see Park Su-jin sitting in my chair with her legs propped up on the desk.
Leaning back comfortably as if she owns the place, she looks me up and down.
"You got here fast. I guess you were desperate? Lock the door."
I follow her command, locking the door before standing in front of the desk.
"Casual clothes are fine, but this looks so cheap. Dress better from now on."
Park Su-jin pulls out a card and tosses it onto the desk with a flick of her wrist.
Is she telling me to go buy clothes?
As I stare blankly, Park Su-jin bursts into a fit of laughter.
"Still holding onto your pride? Impressive."
"Can I ask a few things?"
"Sure, go ahead."
Park Su-jin nods and looks at me. Her eyes are full of disdain, as if she’s certain I can never best her.
"Did you really have to go this far? Framing someone... don't you think you've crossed the line?"
"Huh? What are you talking about? I’m here to help you."
I guess she’s not completely stupid.
Park Su-jin puts on an innocent face, feigning ignorance.
Then, a wicked smile spreads across her lips.
"Were you planning to record this? How cute. Put your phone on the desk."
I place my smartphone on the desk as she says.
Seeing the recording app active on the screen, Park Su-jin’s shoulders shake with laughter. She turns off the recording and pulls a portable metal detector from under the chair.
Damn, you’re surprisingly well-prepared.
I stand before her as she beckons with her finger, and she runs the detector over every inch of my body.
Beep—
She reaches directly into my hoodie pocket, pulls out a voice recorder, tosses it onto the desk, and lets out a scoffing laugh.
"You prepared quite a lot. Did you hate the idea that much?"
With a suggestive look in her eyes, Park Su-jin pokes the metal detector against my crotch.
When I just stare at her, she turns off the detector as if bored and looks up at me.
"Like I said, I’m here to help you out of this mess."
"Ms. Park Su-jin..."
"Master. You should call me Master."
"...Can Master really solve everything?"
"Of course. My father is the Clan Leader. With one word from me, you could return to work tomorrow as if nothing happened. Oh, wait, returning to your old job is out. You’ll have to be my personal secretary."
Park Su-jin smiles spitefully.
Even if this gets resolved, I doubt I’ll ever become her personal secretary.
Park Sung-jun will likely offer to fix the situation in exchange for me signing some shady contract.
The goals of Park Su-jin and Park Sung-jun don't align.
Does that mean Park Su-jin stuck her nose into Park Sung-jun’s plan on her own?
Still, she’s the Clan Leader’s daughter, so she must have connections with many executives. It wouldn't be hard for her to find out about her father's plans in advance.
This means this whole thing would have happened whether Park Su-jin was involved or not.
Cursing Park Sung-jun under my breath, I look at the smirking Park Su-jin.
"What do I have to do?"
"Hmm... I wonder. Shouldn't you show some sincerity first?"
Park Su-jin lifts one of her legs from the desk and rests it on the chair.
Her short skirt can’t hide her spread thighs, revealing black lace underwear that oozes a lewd vibe.
Seeing her gesture toward her crotch with her chin, I drop to my knees.
"You catch on quick. Good boy."
"Isn't it cowardly to frame someone and then blackmail them?"
I frown and glare at her.
However, my rebellious gaze seems to excite her instead. Park Su-jin licks her lips and narrows her eyes.
"Mmm~ I told you, I’m helping you."
"Backing someone into a corner and calling it 'help' is just blackmail."
"I don't care what you think. I have the power to help you. Isn't that enough? If you don't like it, just leave. I won't stop you."
She gives a confident, mocking sneer, knowing full well I can’t just walk out.
Resting her head on her hand and looking down at me as if I’m pathetic, I let out a sigh.
"If I do this, you’ll help me, right?"
"Hmm? No. This is just a greeting of submission. I’ll decide whether to help you or not based on what you do after this."
"You’re despicable. I hate people like you."
"Too bad you have to lick the pussy of someone you hate, then~"
When I give her a look of pure contempt, Park Su-jin speaks with pure delight.
I suppose I’ve stalled long enough.
Her personality is trash, but she’s got a pretty face and she’s asking me to eat her out. Why would I refuse?
I lightly kiss her inner thigh and let my tongue play.
"Mmm... you know how to tease... You acted like you hated it, but were you secretly looking forward to this?"
As I pleasure her inner thigh, Park Su-jin lets out a faint moan of satisfaction.
My tongue slowly slides up until it hits the black lace, and I open my mouth wide to bite down on her pussy through the fabric.
Slurp— Schlick, suck—
As I suck hard and rub the seam with my tongue, Park Su-jin feels the pleasure and grabs my hair.
The faint scent of sweat mixed with heavy perfume creates a dirty yet arousing aroma that fills my nose.
I suck up the vaginal fluids soaking her underwear and use both hands to spread her thighs wider.
As the gap opens further and my tongue pushes past the fabric to invade her, Park Su-jin tightens her muscles and lets out a moan.
"You’re good at this... You acted so noble, but you’re just a man-whore, aren't you? Hng, ugh... that feels good, suck harder."
Following her request, I pull the underwear to the side.
Her pussy, glistening with fluids, is twitching. I take a large mouthful again.
The pressure of my sucking makes Park Su-jin let out a gasp. Her hips buck, and she grips my shoulders tightly.
She isn't telling me to stop; she’s just struggling against the overwhelming pleasure.
After toyed with her open folds to my heart's content, I crawl further up.
The clitoris hidden between the folds meets my tongue. When I tease the tip of it, Park Su-jin practically loses it.
"Ahhh! Yes! More, use your tongue more! Ah, hng! Ah!"
As if intending to use me as a living dildo, Park Su-jin begins to rub her pussy against my face.
With practiced hip movements, she rubs herself rhythmically, and I extend my tongue like a snake to delve deep inside.
As my powerful, thick tongue stirs her insides, Park Su-jin grits her teeth and tries to stifle her moans.
Feeling her body tremble and her hands tighten on the back of my head as if she’ll never let go, I realize she’s about to peak.
"Haaaah! Drink it! Drink it all!!"
Splurt! Splash— Gulp, gulp— gulp.
I press my mouth against her as she squirts forcefully, drinking it all down.
The volume is so great that it spills down my chin and soaks my shirt. She shudders violently, basking in the afterglow of her climax.
"Haa... haa... You... you’re actually pretty sexy..."
With my mouth covered in her fluids, Park Su-jin smiles and tickles my chin.
After stroking me like a pet dog, she taps my cheek and stands up.
"Clean it up. With your tongue."
"..."
Feeling her gaze looking down on me, I use my tongue to lick everything clean, starting from her fluid-streaked thighs all the way to her pussy.
The areas I cleaned were now glistening with my saliva, but Park Su-jin looked satisfied, feeling a lingering tingle of pleasure.
She pats my head as if praising a puppy and walks toward the door, leaving me on my knees.
"I’ll let you off with just this for today. Next time..."
Park Su-jin glances at my crotch, licks her lips, and turns away.
Hey! You’re just gonna leave after you’re satisfied?!
What do you mean 'next time'! If you’re gonna do it, finish the job!!
I suppress the urge to shout as I watch her. Park Su-jin opens the door and lets out a chuckle.
"I love that look of humiliation on your face. I hope you keep making that expression."
It’s not humiliation, it’s frustration!
Park Su-jin leaves, completely misreading my mind.
I wanted to shove my cock into her right then and there, but I had to hold back.
I had to play the role of the weakling to the very end.
I remain on my knees for a moment before collapsing my upper body to the floor.
After sitting in that defeated pose for a long time, my legs start to go numb.
This should be enough, right?
I cover my face with my hands and laugh, then quickly wipe the expression away and stand up with a look of feigned shock.
Baek Bo-min, thank you.
Things went perfectly because you left your panties on my desk.
I open my smartphone and check the recorded CCTV footage.
The CCTV I installed because of Baek Bo-min had captured a vivid recording of me with my face buried in Park Su-jin’s crotch.
—'You’re despicable. I hate people like you.'
—'Too bad you have to lick the pussy of someone you hate, then~'
Yeah~ too bad for you.
The footage clearly shows the face of Park Su-jin—a woman harassing a man, a hero (or at least someone treated as one), and a vulnerable person.
Wow! A fragile man being sexually assaulted under duress!
The public is going to love this!
Let’s see if she can stay that arrogant after seeing this.
The impact of releasing this video would be astronomical.
With this alone, I could probably drag not just Park Su-jin, but all of Break Line into the abyss.
Even though it was the Clan Leader’s child who did it, she acted as if she held absolute power within the clan. Park Sung-jun won't be able to escape the public's wrath either.
I save the video, looking forward to the next time Park Su-jin contacts me, and sit on the sofa.
I’ll keep this as a way to blackmail Park Su-jin and as a final insurance policy. In the meantime, should I look for other evidence?
I’ll release it if I have to, but I’m not exactly thrilled about showing the world a video of me being humiliated.
It doesn't look like I’ll get any more evidence out of Park Su-jin.
In the end, I need to find the fabricated evidence... I guess I’ll have to target Kim Yun-ah.
Since she had her way with my ass, it’s only fair that I have my way with hers this time, right?
I grin to myself as I prepare my next move.