Chapter 64
Chapter 64
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 64
Chapter Title: The Yandere Fairy's Gaze is Strange
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"What are you doing?"
She seemed utterly flustered at first, but then Kim Se-ah slipped off the towel wrapped around her body and lay back on the bed, slowly spreading her legs.
Then, shyly averting her eyes from mine.
"P-Please be gentle."
I quickly stripped off my clothes and underwear, then headed to the bed.
Squish.
Still impossible to grasp with one hand, I fondled Kim Se-ah's massive breasts while gripping my cock with the other and rubbing it against her pussy.
Soon, my glans was slick with her juices, and at the same time, I thrust my hips forward.
"Hngh♡!!"
Every time I moved my hips, Kim Se-ah writhed like a zombie, letting out moans over and over.
I gazed down at her impassively and shook my hips a little harder.
"Haa..."
"O-Oppa♡ It feels so good!!"
With her moans, Kim Se-ah wrapped both arms around my neck and pushed her lips toward mine.
I hurriedly tensed my neck and looked down at her again.
"Trying to kiss me? We're not lovers, you know?"
"S-Sorry..."
Her face fell into a pout, but she soon convulsed again from my thrusts.
Yeah.
I knew it didn't make sense.
We weren't lovers to begin with, yet here we were, having sex.
Still.
For me, this was just sex to vent my lust and stress.
She might end up getting attached because of it.
That's why I was drawing the line upfront.
We were just sex partners, nothing more.
Creeeak! Creeeak!
This time, unlike before, I rocked my hips gently.
I changed positions multiple times to make sure she didn't cramp up, showing her some consideration.
Her moans doubled, and she turned into quite the convincing bitch in heat.
"Hngh♡... Oppa... It feels so good♡!!"
Kim Se-ah flicked out her tongue, stretching her neck to lick my nape as best she could.
She licked so fiercely that my entire neck was soon drenched in her saliva.
"Huah!!"
"Urgh♡ I feel like I'm gonna die from how good it is... O-Oppa! Harder♡"
Being a guy myself, that "Oppa" somehow ramped up my arousal even more.
Plus, Kang Jua—my first girlfriend from college whom I'd even married—was the same age as me, right?
It felt refreshingly novel to me.
Creeak. Thud.
Kim Se-ah's pussy juices weren't just flowing; they were soaking the bed. Every time my cock plunged in and out, a wet "gluck gluck" sound echoed in my ears.
And then, the climax hit.
"Mmgh!"
"Kyaa♡ Haha♡"
Kim Se-ah lay there with her mouth agape, now drooling onto the bed.
I looked down at her and smirked faintly.
"Alright, let's do it three more times today!"
*
In the faint light of dawn, I slowly opened my eyes.
The familiar ceiling came into view, but something felt off.
A warm body pressed against me, and the bed felt far messier than usual.
The sheets were tangled, the blanket half-spilled onto the floor, and scattered clothes lay haphazardly around.
Swish.
I turned my head slightly to look beside me.
Kim Se-ah was using my arm as a pillow, lying on her side with a serene expression, breathing softly.
'Brings back old memories.'
How long had it been since I woke up in the same bed with another woman?
Not that I liked that the star of those memories was Kang Jua.
'Did we go too hard last night?'
The room's devastation was stark proof of yesterday's frenzy.
Wrinkled bedsheets, pillows strewn on the floor, clothes slumped against the walls.
We'd roamed the room like a battlefield, switching positions everywhere to sate our lust.
'Well... at least we didn't spill out to the bathroom or living room...'
Come to think of it, Kang Jua and I had great sexual chemistry.
Every time we did it, we'd scour every corner of the house all night.
The bathroom or living room couch were tame by comparison.
The wildest times, I'd hoist her hips onto the sink and pound away.
"Mm..."
Then Kim Se-ah stirred a little, clutching the thin blanket as she curled up.
Her eyelids fluttered, then quietly opened.
"You're awake?"
"Ah! Yeah..."
"Sleep more if you want."
"No, I should get up. And... thank you so much for last night."
"Thank me for what?"
"I thought it'd hurt as bad as last time. Thanks for being so considerate..."
No matter how rough I got, it couldn't compare to that day with the Heavenly Peach.
But she didn't know that, so she chalked it up to my thoughtfulness.
I scratched my head awkwardly and grabbed my phone.
"Give me your account number."
"My account?"
"Hurry."
Kim Se-ah recited it with a puzzled look, and I checked my phone screen before nodding.
"Check your account."
She stared blankly at me, then picked up her phone from beside the bed.
She turned on the screen, and her eyes widened. Thinking she'd seen wrong, she gripped it with both hands and checked again.
"W-What is this...?"
Ten million won transferred to Kim Se-ah's account.
I spoke casually, like it was nothing.
"You'll need money if you're gonna do anything. If you've got no use for it, put it toward a deposit."
"...Why give me so much money...?"
"So you won't do anything stupid again because you're broke. KakaoPay has daily limits, so I wired it to your bank."
Of course, there were other reasons.
Though we'd fucked twice now, I still didn't fully trust Kim Se-ah.
She could accuse me of rape and drag me down with her anytime.
Yeoksan Group would back me up since we were in the same boat, but handing her cash directly was my insurance policy.
Having no clue of my intentions, Kim Se-ah swallowed hard.
She stayed silent for a while, her fingertips trembling faintly.
"O-Oppa..."
"Tell me if you need more. But if you blow it on nonsense, just don't let me catch you."
She clutched her phone tightly.
She inhaled and exhaled, still looking like it didn't feel real.
Then she shook her head.
"...This is too much. I can't accept it."
"Don't refuse."
I stared at her with unwavering resolve, and she bit her lip, tears welling up—one drop, then two.
"...Thank you."
"Nothing to thank me for. It's so you never do bad shit again. Oh, and I washed and hung up all your clothes."
"W-When?"
"Right after you fell asleep. Threw 'em in the washer."
Kim Se-ah wiped her tears with the back of her hand, got out of bed, smoothed her messy hair, and headed to the bathroom.
Soon, after showering and changing into fresh clothes, she opened the bedroom door.
"I-I'm gonna head out."
"No breakfast? Where to?"
"Gonna meet up with Hyunju first."
I'd worried she'd cling since she had nowhere to go, but she had some conscience after all.
I replied flatly.
"Meeting Hyunju?"
"Yeah. We need to figure out what to do from now on. W-Without any bad stuff!"
"Whatever."
As Kim Se-ah slung her handbag over her shoulder, she clapped like she'd remembered something.
"Oh, right! Can Hyunju come over sometime too?"
"Why her?"
"She's anxious like me, so if you just meet her once and say there's nothing to worry about, I think it'll help."
"...Do what you want."
Kim Se-ah headed to the entrance, and I slowly followed to see her off.
At the door, as she slipped on her shoes, she looked up at me.
"C-Can I come over sometimes too?"
Her flushed face gazed up at me.
Had she fallen for my late-teen techniques?
"Not too often."
"S-So I really can come again?"
"Yeah."
"See you next time then."
I saw her off to the door with a practiced smile, holding the handle until the 'click' of it fully closing.
Then quietly let go.
'She's finally gone.'
I flopped onto the sofa and let out a small sigh.
"Haa..."
I tilted my head back and stared at the ceiling.
Fatigue washed over me, yet I felt strangely refreshed.
Thankfully, last night's sex had vented my stress, and satisfaction slowly seeped in.
But soon, unease bloomed in my mind.
'...Yeoksan Group.'
Reality was more surreal than any movie or drama.
After sinking three people into the sea, Jin Hyeong-o the secretary's utterly relaxed laughter.
The moment I heard it, chills ran down my spine.
He was so nonchalant, like it wasn't his first time.
'He said "handled," so I thought he meant turning them over to the cops... Was I too naive?'
If things kept going like this, something irreversible might happen someday.
I wasn't Yeoksan family like Junseok or Yerim, so I had to be extra cautious.
Even dramas and movies had corporations cutting off tails.
'Sigh... I trust Junseok, but who knows about Chairman Seogeonchang.'
I shook my head lightly, then habitually grabbed my phone and tapped a familiar app.
The CCTV around my house, which I checked every morning now.
The footage played, showing a quiet neighborhood and the silent alley in the dark dawn, no lights anywhere.
But—
"...Fuck, what the hell is this?"