Chapter 64
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 64
Chapter Title: A Romantic Beach Date
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We booked a hotel near the seaside. After unpacking our bags at the lodging, we stepped outside.
Choi A-young clutched her stomach.
"Oppa, I'm starving. Let's grab something to eat quick."
"Sounds good. Anything you're craving?"
"I'm fine with whatever. I eat pretty much everything without being picky. Just get whatever you want, oppa."
Inner Thoughts: I'm hungry. I just want to fill my belly.
Inner Thoughts: Ramen would be great. Bread too.
Inner Thoughts: It doesn't matter what we eat. The important thing is eating with oppa.
"Hmm... How about clam knife-cut noodles?"
"Oh! Yes! I love clam knife-cut noodles!!"
"Raw fish with spicy seafood stew looks good too."
"No way. We have to get the clam noodles. I really want them."
The menu was decided.
We found a nearby restaurant. It was lunchtime, so it was packed with customers. We ordered two bowls of clam knife-cut noodles plus half-and-half dumplings.
"A-young, does streaming suit you? You like it? Having fun?"
"Yeah, it feels like it fits me well. Getting praised for being good at games is nice, and chatting with people is fun too."
Surprisingly, it suited her.
"But most of all, the hourly pay is super satisfying."
Back when she was doing part-time jobs, the future had felt so uncertain.
Her income had skyrocketed. Life felt more relaxed. Worries and anxiety about the future were gone.
"What about you, oppa? Does partnering with me suit you? Satisfied? The profits aren't too low, right?"
"Hmm... Honestly, I'm not sure if it suits me perfectly. The profits don't feel low at all. But..."
"But?"
"One thing's for sure. Seeing you succeed, watching you happy... it warms my heart."
At Jin-seong's response.
Choi A-young's eyes trembled.
Affection: 56
Affection: 57
Affection: 58
Inner Thoughts: My Jin-seong oppa is such a really, really good guy.
Inner Thoughts: My mom said it: the guy who likes you is the best. The one who does things for you is the best.
Inner Thoughts: I'm so lucky. I met Jin-seong oppa, who likes me and does everything for me.
Choi A-young flashed a bright smile.
Honey seemed to drip sweetly from the gaze she fixed on Jin-seong.
She liked him. Loved him. Life without Jin-seong was unimaginable now.
"Jin-seong oppa. Thank you. I'm so grateful."
"......"
"You're a blessing in my life."
"......"
"I love you."
"......"
"Hehe... Why? Embarrassed?"
"Yeah. A little."
Jin-seong gave an awkward smile from the embarrassment. He scratched his cheek with his index finger. The corners of his mouth lifted.
"...Thanks."
"I'm more thankful."
The topic of profit sharing came up.
Choi A-young suggested adjusting the revenue split since Jin-seong needed to make a living too.
"No need. Don't argue. Streaming revenue, YouTube revenue, all other income—split it 8:2."
He nailed it down.
"I want to keep going with you long-term, oppa. To last, we need to compromise and care for each other. Share the gains amicably."
To Choi A-young, partnership meant mutual prosperity above all. One side taking all the benefits unilaterally wouldn't last.
"Alright, got it."
"Hehe, good. Smart thinking. Let's work hard together. Get rich together."
The food arrived.
Refreshing clam knife-cut noodles.
Delicious kimchi dumplings and meat dumplings.
"Kuh... This is so good."
"Wow, it's super duper tasty!"
"Tastier than tteokbokki?"
"No way? Tteokbokki is way better."
Choi A-young was a huge fan of spicy tteokbokki.
"Bbok-ati for dessert? Cool?"
"Cool! Love it!"
We finished eating. Stopped by a cafe. Ordered two bbok-ati. Sugar hitting on a full stomach felt blissful.
Choi A-young sat on a bench.
Jin-seong had gone to the bathroom.
'Having fun with oppa is the best.'
She was so happy.
Healed.
'I wish we could come play like this often with oppa.'
Work was good. Money was good.
But dates with Jin-seong were the best.
'This morning...'
Suddenly, the morning came to mind.
She'd showered and kissed Jin-seong. Shown him her intimate parts. Breasts, nipples, butt, thighs, pussy—everything.
- Spread your legs and show me.
She'd spread her legs herself. Parted her folds with her own hands. Shown him for a good long while.
- So pretty.
- So sexy.
- I'll hold out till tonight.
Jin-seong hadn't touched her body. No groping her breasts, butt, or pussy.
He'd just stared with hot eyes for a long time.
'I wanted oppa to touch me...'
She wanted to do all sorts of naughty things.
'I wanted to do it with oppa...'
Truth be told, she'd been incredibly aroused that morning.
Her brain had short-circuited from exposing her secret spots to a man.
'Tonight... we'll do it, right?'
No real aversion rose up.
'I want to give him my virginity soon. Become oppa's little puppy.'
Was it those naughty thoughts?
Her body heated up.
Down there got wet.
Curiosity bubbled.
What would sex feel like?
Would she match well with oppa?
"Excuse me."
Choi A-young snapped out of her reverie.
She looked up. A strange man loomed over her.
'He's handsome.'
The man's looks were no joke.
Like out of a movie, a magazine. A total hunk.
At least 187cm tall. Shoulders ridiculously broad.
Tight shirt hugging skin and physique that were perfection.
Necklace, watch, earrings worth over 100 million won each.
True alpha male.
True chaebol son.
Top 0.01% looker.
"Hi. If it's not too much trouble, could I get your number? You're totally my type."
Deep, resonant voice.
The kind that captured women's hearts.
Most women would've felt butterflies and handed over their number.
He was that handsome—you couldn't refuse without guilt.
She shook her head side to side.
"No. I'm really sorry. I'm not interested at all. No desire to contact you. I have a boyfriend."
Firm rejection.
Not even 0.01 seconds of hesitation.
"How about just casual friends? Texting now and then?"
The man smiled gentlemanly.
"Light chats, meals when free, hang out when bored. Just like friends."
"I'm really sorry. I don't like it, and my boyfriend would hate it. It's burdensome. Please leave."
The man persisted several times.
But Choi A-young rejected every one.
"A-young—"
A voice called.
Whoosh—!
Choi A-young's cold, expressionless face lit up.
"Oppa—!"
She jumped up from the bench.
Like a puppy thrilled to see its owner wagging its tail furiously, she scampered into his arms.
Arms around his waist, face nuzzling into his chest, rubbing happily. She beamed with innocent joy.
Inner Thoughts: Oppa’s embrace feels so good.
Inner Thoughts: I want to stay in his arms forever.
Jin-seong hugged Choi A-young, stroking her hair.
Looking down at her, he spotted the man standing by the bench.
The man's expression was awkward.
Favorability: -10
Inner Thoughts: Finally met a girl close to my ideal... and she has a guy...
Inner Thoughts: Total loser vibe... looks average... build average... body average... doesn't seem rich...
Inner Thoughts: Fuck... I'm 10 times, no, 100 times better than that punk... I could treat her a thousand times better...
Reading the man's inner thoughts, Jin-seong snorted inwardly.
'A-young is my woman.'
He grabbed her face. Pressed his lips to hers. Deep, intense kiss. Doing it on purpose for the man to see.
Choi A-young was very eager. Didn't care who was watching. Responded boldly to the deep kiss.
Inner Thoughts: Fuck—!
Inner Thoughts: You bastard—!
Inner Thoughts: This fucking sucks—!
Top-tier hunk. Alpha male. Chaebol son.
The face of the top 0.01% man, who always crushed losers, turned beet red. Shoulders trembled with rage.
'Heh heh.'
Smirk—!
Jin-seong flashed a victor's smile.
'Gotta throw in some service.'
Subtly groped Choi A-young's butt.
She flinched in surprise but soon squeezed her eyes shut, accepting his touch.
Squeeze, knead.
Groped her butt for a good while.
"Shall we go?"
Nod nod.
Linked arms. Walked slowly.
Moved away from the man.
Glanced back.
Inner Thoughts: Fuck! Fuck!! Fucking fuck!!!
The world was full of wonders worth living for.
'Making an alpha despair...'
His shoulders squared with pride.
"A-young, that guy just now. Super handsome, right?"
"Yeah. Crazy handsome. Thought he was a celebrity."
Choi A-young glanced at Jin-seong.
"Hehe, but in my eyes, oppa's the handsomest. The coolest."
"Really?"
"Totally. Oppa’s a thousand times, ten thousand times better looking than that guy."
"Thanks."
Inner Thoughts: I like Jin-seong oppa the most in the world.
Jin-seong smiled happily.
Seeing Jin-seong, whom she adored so much, like this.
Choi A-young grinned brightly.
His happiness made her happy too.
They dated.
Ate dinner.
Watched the sea.
Walked the sandy beach.
"Oppa......"
Jin-seong's hand slipped inside Choi A-young's blouse.
Grabbed her breast.
Squish squish.
Soft and pliant.
He fondled her breast for a long time.
"Time to head in?"
"Yeah......"
Back to the lodging.
Door closed.
"You first?"
"No. You go first, oppa."
"Got it."
Jin-seong showered first. Then Choi A-young.
Shaaaa—!
The sound of water.
Drip. Drip. Drip. Drip.
Stopped.
Door opened. Choi A-young emerged. Wrapped in a robe.
Shy. Head down. Face deeply flushed. Eyes shaking wildly.
"A-young."
Jin-seong approached.
"Oppa......"
Picked her up princess-style.
To the bed. Removed the robe. Underwear revealed.
White bra.
White panties.
Aroused?
Panties were soaked.