Chapter 55

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 55

Chapter Title: The Long-Awaited Reward

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[Affection: 40]

They exchanged bright smiles.

"Oppa, come on in."

"Hey. You look stunning again today."

"Come in. Time to claim your prize."

He stepped into Choi A-young's place.

"Oppa, want some Chinese food?"

"Why? Craving Chinese?"

She nodded eagerly.

"I'll have jjajangmyeon ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠for mine."

Choi A-young called the Chinese place. One jjajangmyeon and one jjambbong.

"Seriously, Chinese spots have the best value."

They'd even deliver just one bowl of jjajangmyeon.

No such thing as delivery fees.

"Here, have a seat."

Choi A-young patted the two-seater sofa with her palm.

"Sure."

He pushed the plate of pineapple to the corner of the sofa.

Sat comfortably in the middle.

Anticipation bloomed on Jin-seong's face. He was thrilled at the thought of receiving his prize.

"Oppa... Did you want a prize from A-youngie...?"

"Yeah, big time. I was looking forward to it all day at work."

"Heehee... Really? Now I'll give you your prizes."

Jin-seong took off his puffer jacket.

Choi A-young took hers off too.

She was wearing a yellow boxy tee and dolphin pants. A Pikachu pin in her hair.

Choi A-young approached.

She climbed onto the sofa. Straddled his lap. Her slender legs wrapped around his waist.

Full contact.

Her hips and lower body pressed together.

"Ah..."

It ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠felt incredible.

Choi A-young's weight bore down heavily on his lower body, the soft give of her butt feeling vividly raw.

Choi A-young hugged his neck.

"First up, a praise sticker."

"Okay."

Her lips pressed to his forehead.

Mwah.

The first praise sticker lasted one minute.

"Good job."

She stroked his hair.

Mwah.

He got the second praise sticker.

The second one lasted two minutes.

"You're so pretty. Oppa did such a good job."

She stroked his hair again.

Mwah.

The third praise sticker.

The third lasted three minutes.

"You did really, really well."

She petted his head.

'This feels fucking amazing.'

A smile tugged at Jin-seong's lips.

Some might find it childish.

But for Jin-seong, it was pure healing bliss, no regrets even if he died.

"Now, the prize for our oppa."

"What kind?"

"A prize for a good boy."

Choi A-young grinned mischievously.

"Here you go."

She picked up a piece of pineapple from the corner of the sofa with her mouth.

Jin-seong bit into the protruding pineapple.

They shared a piece.

Her lips covered his. Softly overlapping.

Smack.

Her tongue slipped into his mouth.

Licking his tongue, his palate, his teeth.

Pineapple scent filled his mouth.

"Haah... haah..."

"Haah... haah..."

They kissed.

"Oppa... how is it...? Satisfied...?"

He nodded vigorously.

"Hehe... Glad you like it..."

Choi A-young's voice was moist. Honey dripped from her eyes. She instinctively twisted her hips.

Their lower bodies ground together.

"Ngh..."

The stimulation was no joke.

They kept kissing.

'Whoa... this is driving me crazy...'

He couldn't hold back anymore.

Jin-seong's hands grabbed Choi A-young's butt. Dolphin pants and the plush feel hit him at once.

'A-youngie's ass feels incredible.'

He kneaded it.

"Hng..."

Her hot breath quickened.

She buried her face in his neck, lips to his nape.

Slurp. Suck. Slurp. Suck.

Sucking his nape.

Hot breath on his neck, teeth grazing skin.

His hands were busy playing with her butt.

"Haah... Jin-seong oppa... stop touching my butt..."

"No way."

"Haah... nooo... Be good? Focus on the prize."

"Got it."

He let go of her butt.

Choi A-young smiled sweetly, kissing his forehead. Then his nose, then lips overlapping.

Ding-dong!

The intruder arrived.

Knock knock knock!

"Delivery!"

Choi A-young pulled back.

"Yes, coming!"

She went to get the delivery.

Jin-seong stared hard at her retreating figure.

The dolphin pants clung perfectly to her ass, incredibly erotic.

'Should I pounce?'

He shook his head.

'Nah. Hold back. Patience.'

He calmed himself.

No need to rush.

Even without forcing it, they'd naturally get there soon.

'Affection at 43.'

Keep up the naughty acts.

Hit 50 soon enough.

No need for him to charge in—A-youngie would get antsy first and pounce.

She'd strip her own underwear, spread her legs, beg him to thrust in.

"Oppa, let's eat."

"Yeah, thanks for the grub."

He tore open the jjajangmyeon package. Mixed sauce and noodles with wooden chopsticks. Took a big bite.

'Fucking delicious.'

10 PM.

"Jae-gu hyung, come on in."

Hong Jae-gu had come to the dorm.

To teach video production and editing.

"Kinda hungry..."

"Chicken?"

"Oh, hell yeah!"

Ordered a spicy chicken whole.

Lent him 100,000 won too.

Learned YouTube video tips and tricks diligently.

[Favorability: 60]

Hong Jae-gu felt bad about borrowing money three times, so he taught meticulously.

"From what I've seen, Lilith's videos should split into two main types."

"Two types?"

He nodded.

"One: fun games. Edit the highlights and upload.

Two: legend moments. Condense into short clips.

Champion cosplay vids would blow up, but she doesn't want exposure... Pass.

Face reveal streams would explode, but she's wary of that... Pass too."

Hong Jae-gu asked.

"Got any real pics of Lilith?"

"Nah, don't have any."

"Too bad. Super curious what she looks like."

Actually, tons of pics. Over a hundred.

But he kept it zipped.

Didn't feel right showing them.

Anyway.

With Hong Jae-gu's help, he learned video production.

After some trial and error, nailed the first video.

Three main parts.

One: short talk. Wardless laning and viewer reactions.

Two: wait, no—three parts: physical dominance clips and reactions.

"Uploading takes longer than I thought."

"Yeah, it does. Gotta wait."

While uploading.

He managed Choi A-young's stream.

'Nothing much to manage.'

Just cut the over-the-line chats.

A yawn escaped.

'Compared to factory work, this is a breeze.'

Not just easy—pure boss mode.

More viewers than yesterday.

- Sorry! No plans for face reveal!

- Would just invade my privacy.

- Truth is, high school stalker trauma hit hard.

- Made dating guys scary, never dated.

For Choi A-young, a tough past.

Viewers sympathized but...

They were secretly thrilled.

Time passed.

[Mid Lane Smash No Wards #Ahri Ep (1)]

Finally.

YouTube video uploaded.

Slept deeply for the first time in ages.

Refreshed.

'Happy.'

A whopping seven hours today.

Usually four to six.

One to three extra hours.

Checked the time.

Today's schedule.

'Gym by 10 for workout... Afternoon check realty for cheap studio...'

Read all afternoon.

Rest if tired.

7 PM to 2 AM: stream assist + video production/editing.

'Heh, super chill.'

By the way.

Oh Dae-hoon sajangnim kindly let him stay in dorm till he found a place.

Said severance pay immediately, unemployment benefits if wanted.

'Just drop the slave word... Seems like a good guy...'

Grabbed his phone.

Some missed calls.

Quite a few KakaoTalks.

Replied to Park Ha-yeon first.

Then Choi A-young.

Last, Mi-yeon.

While waiting for coffee pot.

Opened NH Securities.

"Whoa..."

Gasped in awe.

Jin-seong had gone all-in on Ha-il Construction Co., Ltd. with every penny plus employee loan.

"Insane..."

Golden Report's 'upper limit' not even hit yet.