A Heart Drawn to Plentiful Breasts♥
A Heart Drawn to Plentiful Breasts♥
"I've been feeling a bit unwell lately. From next week, I won't fall behind···."
"So, nunim~! If you're not going to fall behind from now on, it doesn't matter if it's switched to your daughter-nim's name, right?"
"Fine. Omma. Switch it to my name. I'm okay."
"See? Your pretty daughter-nim here says to do it. Nunim, you're being unreasonable~."
The voices from the mother-daughter table next to me, which I didn't particularly want to hear, drifted over.
Just from the conversation, I could tell they were trying to transfer a debt that couldn't be repaid on time into the daughter's name.
'Ah, right. The rice soup restaurant ajumma. That's it.'
As I unconsciously turned my gaze, the image of the two people inside the shop suddenly came to mind. A restaurant tucked in a corner of a desolate market.
Even at lunchtime, the seats were sparsely filled.
Plus, I remembered how cheap it was, making me wonder how they made any profit selling like that.
'Right. I figured as much. If it's not working out, they should close up quickly. They'd be better off trying something like cleaning stairs instead.'
"Ju-won, where are you looking? You should look at Hyung. You're not going to borrow money?"
"Ah, ah, yes! No, I'm not!"
A gravelly voice cut into my ear as I was lost in delusion.
I quickly turned my head back.
That big-headed bastard slid the documents he'd placed on the table toward me.
I grabbed the pen and started signing.
"You've done it once, so you're good at it?"
"Of course. I went to college."
"You little shit. Are you mocking me for not going to college?"
"Ah, no, not at all. I've brought all the documents again."
"Oh, really. Since you're a college graduate, you are different. Give it here."
"Thank you."
I took out the prepared documents from my bag, handed them over, and filled out the paperwork again.
Pre-interest of 300,000 won and monthly interest of 74.2%.
Still, before, he used to charge more than double the interest, but from this bastard's perspective, it had been reduced to almost charity level.
"I'm done."
"Put your thumbprint here and follow me."
"Yes!"
I handed over the documents and followed behind him.
A tense moment.
I waited for him to open the safe installed next to the desk.
Drrrk, drrrk.
A dial-type old safe, not a digital lock.
That large safe, the size of a small refrigerator, began to slide open under his touch.
"Here, count it."
"It's probably correct, anyway."
"You little shit. You were cocky back then too. You're an interesting guy. If you've got nothing going on, want to work under Hyung?"
"Me? Ah, no. I went to college, you know. I'm getting a job soon."
"Little shit. You keep dampening my spirits. Fine, got it, you brat."
Acting friendly when we've barely met, that son of a bitch.
A few years ago, we did see each other often because I had to make monthly repayments.
Each time, I felt like throwing up.
But this thug bastard seemed to have taken quite a liking to me.
Damn this pretty face of mine.
Now I'm bewitching even men.
"Go."
"Yes. Thank you."
'Now's the time.'
It was the moment he was about to close the door again.
I hurriedly touched the phone screen and activated the time stop function.
In an instant, an unbelievable silence fell.
'Done.'
I checked the CCTV first.
The red light of the camera, which had been continuously blinking, was frozen.
A natural result since time had stopped.
I immediately climbed over the desk and crouched in front of the safe.
'Alright. From the inside, as inconspicuously as possible.'
When I opened the door, I saw stacks of money piled like bricks, but I had no time to marvel.
Because if an error occurred and the time stop were to release, I didn't know what kind of things I'd suffer.
My heart was pounding more than when I took off my stepsister's panties, and my tense hands kept trembling.
I grabbed bundles of cash from the inside.
'This much should be enough. If I take too much, it'll be noticeable···.'
As I took twenty bundles of one million won each, the bag bulged plumply.
I swung the side bag to my back and climbed back over the desk.
'There's too much time left. Let me just look for a moment···.'
Once the job was done, my mind gained some leeway.
I set the bag down for a moment and headed toward the mother and daughter sitting at the next table.
"Principal of three hundred, weekly repayment of eighty-seven thousand won···. over 60 months···, then···. what the··· fuck."
Even a simple calculation shows the total payment exceeds two thousand.
An absurd contract.
To think there are guys earning money like this in the 21st century.
What the hell are the police doing?
'Huh···?'
I put down the documents that had briefly heated me up and observed the daughter who was writing the paperwork.
I thought she was just a somewhat pretty, glamorous ajumma.
But her breasts, settling along her bent waist, were beyond imagination.
It was like the feeling I had when I first saw my current stepmother.
A blessed rack that seemed to live a world of its own under a gentle face.
It so resembled my stepmother's first impression.
'Bitter.'
The face of the woman who looked to be in her mid-to-late thirties didn't even have the common lipstick on.
She must have lived frugally, yet her situation of barely not having three hundred and borrowing money from a place like this looked no different from my past.
Years ago, I also had a memory of not being able to steal it because the woman I had painstakingly worked on hid the money on the day of the showdown.
She acted like she would give me her liver and gallbladder.
As expected, money has no mercy.
'Shall I just check a little···?'
There were only 11 minutes left.
I hurriedly shook off distracting thoughts and sat beside her, carefully lifting her shirt.
'Wow. They're even bigger than I thought.'
Even wet, these are G-cups.
I immediately put my hand in and pulled out one breast out of the bra.
A soft, squishy sensation enveloped my palm.
"Wow, it seems bigger than my butt."
I wanted to compare, but I quickly gave up after checking the time.
Then I held them with both hands and gently shook them.
Because time was stopped, the jiggling sensation was weak, but just the feel and shape made my lower region ache.
"Amazing. Her husband must be happy. Ah, no time."
Not only time but also an uneasy feeling remained inside, so I had no leisure to properly enjoy.
I consoled my disappointment and put the breast back.
Still, with just the lingering sensation on my hand, tonight's fap seemed to be no problem.
After spending a brief moment like that, I returned to my position before time stopped.
Thud.
Drrrk. Drrrk.
'It's over.'
Soon the stop was released, and the man's hand closed the safe.
"Make sure to keep the date, and don't make me come to your house."
"Yes. I'll see you next month."
"Sure, sure."
.
.
.
Thus I exited the building.
*
The next morning.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I checked the money hidden in the drawer.
Twenty bundles of one million won.
Twenty million won.
It was thanks to sleeping happily imagining what to do with this money all night.
In a room salon I visited after a long time, I had placed a top-tier ace next to me.
It was clearly an auspicious dream.
As I stretched, unlike other days, my body already felt refreshed.
I headed straight to the kitchen.
"Uh···?"
"Come and eat."
"Me···?"
"Yes."
What is this anxiety?
Was she really pregnant···?
A kindness I'd never seen in the two years we lived together.
She'd never even peeled a piece of fruit for me, but Kim Se-na had prepared a table setting for me—though it was something her mother had made and she'd set out.
But Kim Se-na had prepared the table for me.
When I blinked my disbelieving eyes, she made a coy face and turned away abruptly.
"Aren't you eating together?"
"No."
Then she quickened her pace and disappeared into her room.
What. Cute.
She used to seem like a total granny, but today she had a bit of a college girl's shyness.
Whether it was because she came to her senses after yesterday's incident or because she laced the food with pesticide, I couldn't tell.
Anyway, I ate first.
While replaying the image of my younger stepsister's face blushing as she looked at me.
*
"Let's go!"
With the money neatly stacked in my bag, I headed to the bank.
Since I didn't know when the app might disappear, I planned to deposit it into my bank account as I earned it.
On the way to the bank near the market.
'Huh···? No customers again today···.'
Near the market entrance, I saw the mother-daughter pair I'd seen at the office yesterday.
It was a bit early for lunch, but the market itself was so empty that even at mealtime, it didn't seem like customers would come flocking.
"Mm. Still as big as ever."
What I saw was the daughter stirring the broth in a cauldron as big as her torso.
Her hanging breasts jiggled as much as the broth she was stirring.
Anyway, it seemed I should have that woman—no, have lunch first.
I immediately turned my steps.
"Welcome."
And through the entrance where steam billowed, I took a seat in a corner.
The smell of meat that had wafted from afar tickled my nose, but my attention was entirely on the daughter.
"Please give me the most expensive rice soup and the biggest boiled pork. If you have an expensive alcohol, give me one too."
"You probably can't eat all that alone. Is someone else coming?"
"No. If there are leftovers, I'll pack them. Give it to me."
"For alcohol, I'll give you the most expensive soju~!"
"Yes."
The situation must not be good, but she was very cheerful.
No, kind.
I got a strong feeling that she's an inherently good person.
"Samchon. Have the small size. It's a lot."
"Ah, yes. I'll do that."
Now even her mother stepped in to dissuade my order.
Unable to hold out any longer, I nodded quickly.
'Hm. Rice soup is 6,000 won, small boiled pork is 9,000 won··· soju is 3,000···.'
I wanted to help them sell a lot.
But there's no such thing as expensive rice soup here—only 'regular' and 'special'.
At such unbelievably cheap prices, I looked around to see if there was any other way to help, and while avoiding the mother's gaze, I stared at the daughter's butt as she began slicing the boiled pork.
Her fluttering one-piece dress clung to her in the breeze from the fan, revealing the outline of her butt.
Seeing that the color was barely visible, it seemed she was wearing panties close to skin color.
"Enjoy your meal."
"Yes."
The speed at which the food came out was nearly 5G level.
I quickly started my meal, then again observed her butt as she began trimming ingredients.
A perfectly natural butt, not from exercise.
I couldn't easily take my eyes off that moon-like butt.
'Ah, is this right···.'
My eyes, so entranced.
Without me knowing, my finger holding the phone kept heading toward the app.
As naturally as flowing water, it was the moment I was about to stop time.
"You, you bastard, why are you here again! Get out quickly!"
"I came when I couldn't come! I'm your son, Omma!"
At the loud noise from outside, my finger stopped dead.