A Storm Passes
Once the massage was over, Kim Yujin went around apologizing and explaining herself not only to Lee Yeondo but to every single staff member she'd blown up at earlier.
Choi Wonjae looked back and forth between me and Kim Yujin like his brain had short-circuited. When he found out on top of that that she'd signed a ten-million-won contract, my name practically became a religion to him.
Even after learning she'd only put the card on a three-month installment plan, Kim Yujin didn't get particularly angry.
"Haa, looks like I'll be living on cup ramen for a while."
From what she told me, she was an assistant manager at a major conglomerate. Even at a big company, dropping ten million won in one go hit hard. The only reason she wasn't more pissed about it was simple.
"Looking forward to the next massage♥"
She was sex-starved.
As for me, Kim Yujin was perfect for screwing around with. Whenever I felt like it I could call her over, make some money, and get laid—win-win.
But one thing was still left. While we were going at it she'd promised to dump her boyfriend.
Pretending to see a customer out, I slipped out of the shop right beside her.
"Where's your boyfriend waiting?"
"Probably at the public parking lot. We didn't bring the car, so we agreed he'd wait there."
"You're breaking up with him, right? Otherwise next time you come in, you're not getting anything beyond a regular massage."
"Tch. I was planning to dump that bastard anyway."
"And don't sleep with other guys. I've got no interest in sticking mine in a hole someone else has already used."
"Ha. You're ridiculously picky. You're seriously ruthless, Teacher. How can you treat a woman like me this coldly? Do you know how many guys at my company are practically begging for a chance with me?"
"Because mine's the biggest. And because I make you feel the best."
When I said it dead straight, Kim Yujin stuck her tongue out like she couldn't believe the balls on me.
"Your self-love is insane."
"Heh. Then why are you still having this conversation? If it wasn't mine, you wouldn't even feel anything anymore, would you?"
"Haa… I can't even argue because you're not wrong. You are good. The humiliation play today was hot too. Turns out I kind of like that stuff. I never really knew until now, but it got me ridiculously turned on."
She held up her handbag. Inside was the back of the contract, completely soaked in her own spit.
"Does this still count as valid? The ink's probably all smeared."
"Valid? Nope. But you only need that if you're asking for a refund. You planning on refunding?"
"…Honestly, the way I feel right now? No way. Haa, the penalty alone is a million won. You think I'm crazy enough to refund? Fifty sessions… I'm going to milk every last drop of value out of them."
We went down the stairs and out of the building. The shop's own parking lot was tiny and completely full, so she'd parked in the public lot. I deliberately followed her. I'd just thought of something I wanted to do the moment her boyfriend saw my face and freaked out.
"You sure you want to tag along? Looks like a fight's about to break out."
"Then I'll just collect some medical fees, I guess."
"Ugh… Men and their tough-guy act. Never gets old."
When we reached the parking lot, the bastard was leaning against the wall near the entrance. The second he spotted Kim Yujin his face lit up with a bright smile.
"Oh, you're here?"
But the moment the words left his mouth his eyes locked with mine and he flinched. He must have sensed something was off. Kim Yujin's expression had gone completely cold.
"Who's this guy…?"
"Yeah. The guy we ran into on the bus. The one you gave a knuckle sandwich to."
I shot him a nasty smirk. Just thinking about what he'd done earlier made me want to kick his head in right then and there, but even without that I'd already cracked him hard across the back of the skull once.
"But why are you coming out with him? Wait… d-did the thing work out?"
"You mean the plan to screw over Lee Yeondo?"
The second I asked, the color drained from his face.
"N-no… that's not…"
"Your girlfriend already confessed everything. Ah—ex-girlfriend, I mean."
"E-ex-girlfriend? B-baby? What the hell are you talking about?"
Kim Yujin pulled a cigarette from her pocket, stuck it between her lips, and lit it. She offered me one with a "Want one too? This bastard never smokes with me," so I took it and lit up as well.
"Haa, I didn't plan on telling you like this, but I'm dumping you. I just finished fucking this guy."
"…Y-you fucking what?"
Kim Yujin's eyes flared and she went nuclear.
"Fuck? You little shit, who the hell do you think you're cursing at? I put up with your pathetic ass for a few months and now you think you're my master or something?"
"…"
"Ugh, spineless piece of trash. Get lost. Just looking at your face pisses me off."
"W-wait… b-baby. Let's talk for a second. Y-yeah. There's a café right next door, let's just talk for a bit and then go home, okay?"
"Why the hell would I still be your baby? Tiny-dick loser."
"Hey! Watch your fucking mouth! A-and did you really sleep with that bastard? Huh?"
When he jabbed a finger in my direction I gave him a nice, clear knuckle sandwich right back. Eat this, asshole. I'll be eating your ex.
"Yeah, we fucked hard. Right, Teacher?"
I nodded.
"Tasted pretty good."
"You fucking dog bastards…"
"You might want to rethink who the real dog is here. Considering what you tried to do to Lee Yeondo, no matter how you look at it, the dog is you. You called Kim Yujin from outside the smoking area earlier, right? And I heard every single word of the little monologue you muttered to yourself afterward. You tried to screw Lee Yeondo, failed, and decided to take it out on someone else."
This was clearly the first Kim Yujin was hearing of it. She snapped her head toward him, furious.
"What? You told me that Yeondo bitch cheated with your friend and you were getting revenge. You sweet-talked me into free massages. It was all a lie?"
"…"
"Haa, I fucking knew it. You pathetic loser. Get the hell out of here. I'm going home."
He swallowed his rage for a second, then practically ran out of the parking lot.
"No wonder he kept buying me stuff all day. Haa, honestly I thought my boyfriend was getting justified revenge, so I got pissed off too and just went along with it on impulse. I never dreamed it was all a lie."
She tapped the ash off her cigarette onto the ground and held her phone out to me.
"Put your number in. I'll need to make reservations from now on."
I typed my number into her phone. She hit the call button, waited a second, hung up, and dropped the phone back into her handbag.
"Ugh, my legs are still shaking. It's a ten-minute walk to the bus stop. Who the hell has sex that rough?"
"Heh. You were on all fours with the contract in your mouth like a dog. I couldn't help myself."
"Eut. Now I want to do it again. Anyway, take responsibility. Because of you I just lost my regular sex partner."
"That's your choice, isn't it?"
When I shot back, Kim Yujin's face twisted like she was about to explode. I had to keep the high ground no matter what. I needed her to clearly understand that I had zero responsibility here and that this whole mess was the result of her own decisions.
"How do you never lose a single word? You're seriously ridiculous! See you next time!"
"Get home safe~"
Kim Yujin walked off toward the bus stop. I waved at her back.
It felt like a storm had just blown through. This was a first for me too, and the second the tension left my body cold sweat poured out of every pore I'd been holding shut. Still, things had worked out well enough that I was relieved. Stealing another guy's woman—they call that NTR, right? I decided it was something I never wanted to do twice.
No matter how you looked at her, Kim Yujin was a complete bitch with zero manners. Dumping her boyfriend that coldly was almost impressive. The problem was that she tasted incredible in bed. And the way she got wet… those countless pink spots all over her body said everything.
The more women to fuck, the better.
I pulled out my smartphone and checked the collection I'd built up so far.
Jin Ayoung, pure mature beauty. I'd saved her life once, so she'd do anything for me. In every way she was my new frontier, the woman who kept giving me first experiences.
Kim Seoa, the high-school ice queen. The girl I'd once had a crush on, now a fuckbuddy pretending to be a friend. The ridiculous bitch who loved wearing Pikachu panties. And at the same time, ridiculously delicious.
Park Yuyoung, the flower that had lost its scent and then found it again. An online shopping mall fitting model, so her body was top-tier. Pretty face, nice personality. Nothing to complain about, but we'd only fucked once so far—I still needed to taste her more.
And then the total bitch Kim Yujin. This one was just a fuckbuddy I could enjoy whenever she came in for a massage. Nothing more, nothing less. If her personality were even a little better I might have met her outside too.
On top of that, there were still fresh, green ones waiting in the wings that I hadn't tasted yet but felt certain I soon would. Lee Yeondo, Shin Iseol, the girl idol Shin Iseol had promised to introduce me to, and the young little sisters Lee Mikyeong had offered to set me up with.
At this point it was basically a buffet where I could pick whatever I was craving.
Only a few days since I started massaging and my entire life had flipped upside down.
And it wasn't just the women I could fuck that had multiplied.
When I returned to the shop it was pure festival atmosphere. The refund had been blocked. The customer with dirty intentions had been forced to apologize instead. Not only had we stopped the refund, we'd landed a ten-million-won VIP contract.
My earnings had gone from rock bottom to the ceiling, and every single staff member—including Choi Wonjae—had started treating me with real respect.
Lee Yeondo called me up to the rooftop alone.
"Thank you, Teacher."
"For what? I just did what I had to. You okay, though? You must've been pretty shaken earlier."
"Really… I was so scared. For a second I thought I was about to get fired."
"Lucky it was something I could handle with my skill level. If anything else comes up, just tell me anytime. I'll help."
At my gentle words Lee Yeondo's eyes seemed to sting a little; she tilted her chin up and looked at the sky.
"Kyaa~ The sky's so clear today."
"It's completely covered in clouds."
"Puhuhu… Haa, anyway, thank you! That's all I wanted to say."
"Mm. If you're grateful, you know what that means, right? We already agreed to meet tomorrow."
"Ah, right. Tomorrow, huh?"
She acted like she'd only just remembered.
"What do you want to do tomorrow?"
For a guy who'd never had a girlfriend, chances to actually go on a date with a woman had been almost nonexistent.
I'd kissed Jin Ayoung on a Han River bench, sure, but I'd never had this kind of fresh, flirty, budding-romance vibe.
And right now was the perfect timing to ask for something without it feeling weird.
It might look a little plain, but maybe I should just enjoy a proper date.
"Want to see a movie?"
A soft breeze drifted past. The late-autumn wind that should have been cold felt warm for once.
She seemed to be savoring the atmosphere too; she let out a long, contented sigh and answered.
"A movie sounds good. You're buying the popcorn, Teacher."
"Heh. Deal. And after that, you're having dinner with me too."
"Ah! After dinner we have to go drinking!"
"Yeah… and after that…"
The moment the words left my mouth, Lee Yeondo's face turned red all the way to the top of her head.
When she was texting her friends she'd been bragging about how she was going to fuck me once and do this and that, but the second the dirty thoughts actually hit her she got embarrassed.
"Ahem! We'll figure that out while we're drinking tomorrow."
"Shall we?"
I had the feeling that tonight, when I got home, I was going to sleep like a baby.