Monopolizing the Amusement Park
"Ah… fuck, what the hell."
"Why'd it suddenly stop?"
"We waited hours just to get on, and now this? What the fuck?"
It was only natural for the passengers to grumble. Bumper cars were one of the most popular rides at the amusement park. Of course, you had to wait forever for a turn, and now it stopped right after they got on? Unacceptable.
"Hey, you part-timer! Explain why it stopped… What the hell? Why's that woman taking her clothes off?"
"Kyaa! She's a crazy pervert!"
"Fuck, today's off to a shitty start."
The customers surged forward in anger, but the part-timer just tilted her head with a puzzled expression, as if she couldn't understand why they were mad. Pointing at me, she explained in the most matter-of-fact tone.
"But that gentleman told us to stop."
"That gentleman? Who the fuck is that guy? The president or something?"
"Even the president wouldn't pull this shit, fuck!"
"Ugh! Hey! What the hell are you doing?!"
Looks like I was the next target. About twenty angry adults were closing in, but no need to be scared. This was my world, after all.
"Shut up and waddle home like ducks on all fours."
"Huh? Yeah, why not."
"Let's do the duck walk."
"Gotta get home. Whew!"
The furious crowd immediately squatted down, grabbed their ears, and waddled away on all fours. It was hilariously pathetic.
With the ducks cleared from the bumper car area, I hopped in with Jisu and the part-timer.
"Just the three of us having fun."
"Sounds good, oppa."
"But sir, I'm a part-timer. I'll get in trouble if I play."
"Don't worry about it. Just get in."
"Okay. I won't worry about it."
We rode the bumper cars with no time limit. Honestly, it was fun. As a kid, I'd wait hours just for one ride home. The playtime was so short compared to the wait—it always felt so unfair. But now, riding solo—or with my group of three—making everyone else wait was thrilling in a creepy, satisfying way.
"Ah, this thing won't end. No point waiting anymore, right?"
"Yeah. Let's hit something else."
"Alright, everyone, we're done!"
Just as the waiting crowd started to leave—
"Hold up! Nobody go anywhere. Just keep waiting."
"Should we? Yeah, let's wait."
"Everyone! Don't leave, keep waiting!"
"Sure thing."
They all turned back. But I didn't like how they were pulling out their phones, so I gave another command.
"Smash your phones on the ground. Then stand there quietly and wait—no pointless crap."
Hundreds of phones met their end on the pavement at my order. The crowd stood with arms crossed, faces full of frustration, waiting for our fun to end.
"Hya!"
Jisu's car charged at me. Guess I'd wasted too much attention on useless stuff. Right—focus on bumper cars.
"Jisu, you're dead!"
"Hahaha! You got careless—that's on you!"
"I'm in on this too, sir!"
Now the part-timer rammed me. The two women had teamed up. Chasing one left me open to the other from behind. No choice.
"Fuck this. Masturbate while you drive."
"Got it, oppa. Hng♡ Uhng♡"
"As you command, sir. Haaang♡ Haaang♡"
Their driving went to shit instantly. They swerved like drunks, zigzagging and even hitting empty cars. Their teamwork fell apart. Jisu had her eyes closed, totally lost in masturbating.
"Ahng♡ Aa♡ Aa♡ Aaaah! Who hit me?"
"Me."
"Ugh! Oppa! I'll get revenge! Ahng♡ Uhk♡ Aa, why can't I catch up?"
"'Cause you're driving one-handed from fingering yourself!"
"But I can't not do it, hngk♡"
Yeah, exactly. My commands were absolute for them.
"Ahng♡ S-sir♡ Dangerous driving…♡"
"Still playing part-timer?"
"Hng♡ Masturbating and then the crash vibrations make it even more exciting♡"
"Hahaha!"
After that, they couldn't touch me. Jisu desperately wanted revenge, but catching me mid-masturbation was impossible. After about two hours of reckless fun, even this was getting boring.
"Ah~ Let's do something else. Jisu, follow me. Part-timer noona, back to work."
"Sure thing~ oppa."
"Understood, sir."
Finally, the two-hour waiters could ride. This superiority complex.
"What's next, oppa?"
"I'll decide. You just be happy."
"Okay. I'll love whatever you pick."
No need to check her mood. We grabbed souvenirs and cotton candy (all free, of course) and wandered until we spotted a part-timer in a mascot costume handing out balloons. She was surrounded by rowdy guys, looking distressed.
"Hey, are you really Kumachan?"
"Y-yes~ I'm Kumachan from Majiland."
Kumachan was Majiland's mascot. The concept was "giving dreams and hope," so she had to pretend to be the real Kumachan—perfect for harassment.
"If you're the real Kumachan, can you use magic?"
"Right, magic! Show us some magic. Hehehe."
"Noona, how old are you?"
The college guys—clearly old enough—were relentlessly teasing her. Maybe out of pity, I ditched Jisu and approached.
"Noona, take off the mascot head."
"Th-this isn't a costume head~ I'm the real Kumachan."
"Whoa, she's deep in character lol. Should we just rip it off?"
"N-no! I'd get fired!!"
"Kekeke. Fourth wall broken? Yeah, let's rip it off."
"Fuck off, you retards."
I stepped in to stop them from yanking it off. Their gazes turned to me—hostile and defiant.
"Who the fuck are you? Starting shit?"
"Don't need you. Become gays right now. Go to the nearest hotel and have a group gay orgy. Scram."
"Yeah, sounds good."
"We're gay, duh."
"No point messing with girls. Hotel time."
No reason to fear them anyway. They held hands affectionately and vanished. Hope they stayed gone forever.
"Uh, th-thank you. If the head comes off, I get fired by the rules."
"Oh yeah? Then take it off."
"Pardon?"
Sorry to the grateful part-timer, but I was curious about her face too.
"Fired or not, doesn't matter. Take it off."
"Okay, sure."
She didn't resist much, just removed it. Of course not—my world accepted everything I did.
"Whew~ So hot."
Whoa. A stunning beauty emerged. Short-haired, pure and innocent type.
"What's your name?"
"Sua."
"Hm, Sua. Mascot gig tough? With harassers and all."
"Yeah. Lots of pervs grope my ass or tits and run."
"Like this?"
I groped her tits and ass freely. Sua gave that awkward smile you see with near-strangers.
"Y-yeah, like that."
"What do you do then?"
"Get mad, obviously."
"Gonna get mad at me? I'm groping the hell out of you right now."
"? No."
Kekeke. Naturally.
"Grab your pussy too?"
"? Go ahead?"
"It's getting wet from all the touching? Feels good?"
"Hm~ A little."
"Raising your sensitivity. Amplifying pleasure 100 times."
"Okay."
Sua's face flushed red, legs trembling. 100x sensitivity? Orgasm inevitable.
"Ohok♡ Uhok♡"
"Hey, hey. Can Kumachan make a face like that?"
"? Huh? Am I being lewd right now?"
"Fucking lewd. Apologize loudly to all the park guests."
"Y-yes. Guests of Majiland! Sorry Kumachan is so lewd! Sorry for being lewd!!"
Sua bellowed. Passersby glanced indifferently and moved on. Right then, Jisu—who I'd left behind—ran up after hearing the noise. Her hands were full of souvenirs; I'd said they were a hassle to carry, so she insisted.
"Ugh! Oppa, I looked everywhere! What're you doing?!"
"Found a prettier girl than you, so I was fingering her pussy. Problem?"
"? No."
"You like me?"
"Yeah."
"Romantically?"
"Yes."
"If I asked you out?"
"Yes!"
"Even if I finger other girls?"
"? That's fine."
She looked genuinely okay. Yet her eyes brimmed with affection and goodwill. Liking me while accepting my flings—impossible without hypnosis. Not even billions or ultimate power or looks could pull this off.
"Ugh, oppa. Forget that—let's ride something else quick."
"Shut up. Don't judge."
"Okay, no judging."
"And Sua's dating with us too."
"Sure. Sua-ssi, join us."
"Yes♡ Yes, sir♡ Haa…♡ Haa…♡"
Two flowers on each hand, huh. With Jisu on my left and Sua on my right, I strutted through the park until I spotted a crowd.
"What's that?"
"Oh, that's…"
Sua, the park employee, explained.
"The event hall. You can rent it for money. Probably some guy rented it today to propose to his fiancée."
"Oh yeah?"
Then I had to crash.