Chapter 86
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 86
Chapter Title: Department Store
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Ha Yoon stepped out of the car and gazed at the massive department store looming before her. The words "Sunwoo Department Store" were embossed in huge letters on the building's exterior.
She rarely ventured into the bustling downtown area, but she had certainly heard of Sunwoo Department Store.
It was said to be the largest in the city, rivaling those in the capital in scale—the trendiest spot around, packed with luxury brands.
Of course, Ha Yoon didn't care about luxury or trends, so she only knew the name. But now, she couldn't ignore it.
As everyone knew, Sunwoo was the name of the conglomerate to which Woo Shin-hyung belonged, making Sunwoo Department Store one of its subsidiaries.
She'd wondered where they were driving two hours by car, and it turned out to be his home turf. As Ha Yoon shrank back, intimidated by the building's size, she felt a soft hand gently take hers again.
"Has your hand healed?"
"...Yes, since I'm a TS Victim."
It was hard to believe this gentle voice came from the person who'd stubbed out a cigarette on her hand. Ha Yoon nearly spat out a curse but swallowed it with superhuman restraint.
In truth, the wound had already healed, leaving only a faint scar. Even that would fade with time. Han Seol-ah touched the bumpy scar and let out a clear laugh.
"Ahaha, it feels weird."
Psycho bitch. Ha Yoon muttered inwardly as she followed behind Han Seol-ah, who tugged her hand.
"Welcome, Manager Woo."
"Yeah, sure."
As if notified in advance, a man who appeared to be the store manager was waiting at the entrance with his staff. He looked at least twice Woo Shin-hyung's age, but Woo Shin-hyung barely acknowledged him with a lazy wave.
Despite the rude response, the manager kept smiling as he led the way. Their group, trailed by staff, drew whispers from onlookers, but the attention was short-lived.
Once they entered the staff-only elevator, silence fell instantly. But that didn't last. The manager, who had joined the original trio, began showering Woo Shin-hyung with flattery.
From what Ha Yoon could gather, he was praising how this year's record profits were all thanks to the manager's keen insight and so on. More compliments followed, but none of the three paid attention.
The manager stopped only when the elevator halted at the digital display showing 7F and the doors opened.
"As you instructed, we've cleared the floor!"
"Yeah, good job."
True to his word, the vast floor was empty of customers. Staff stood at their posts, staring straight ahead with forced smiles.
They probably didn't stand so rigidly usually, but Woo Shin-hyung, accustomed to such sights, gave the manager a perfunctory compliment before leading Ha Yoon and Han Seol-ah inside.
Even for a chaebol heir, is it okay to monopolize a business like this?
"It's fine. I rented the whole place for the day."
As Ha Yoon thought that, Han Seol-ah suddenly whispered in her ear. Startled, wondering if she'd muttered aloud without realizing, Ha Yoon looked at her wide-eyed. Han Seol-ah smiled.
"Your face shows everything more than you think."
"My face...?"
Ha Yoon unconsciously touched her face.
That action alone confirmed Han Seol-ah's guess, but Ha Yoon was too flustered to care.
Only when Han Seol-ah giggled did Ha Yoon finally lower her hand and ask belatedly,
"You said shopping, but what exactly are we here for?"
"To buy clothes."
"Clothes...?"
"Yeah. I'm dragging you around all day today, but I can't have you in that outfit, right?"
At those words, Ha Yoon looked down at herself. Her outfit resembled a white tablecloth with holes for arms and head. Plus, having gone barefoot at the academy, she wore cheap flip-flops hastily obtained.
In this place, surrounded by well-dressed people and staff in crisp suits, she stood out most awkwardly. A sudden wave of shame flushed her face. Then, puzzled, she wondered,
Why do I feel embarrassed?
Confused by the inexplicable emotion, Han Seol-ah pulled her hand.
The first stop was the lingerie section. The three staff there bowed nearly 90 degrees. Woo Shin-hyung waved them off casually, just like with the manager, then grabbed Ha Yoon's shoulder.
"Recommend something that suits this one."
"Understood."
"Master! I want to pick out Ha Yoon's too!"
"Do whatever."
Woo Shin-hyung said that and roughly tore off Ha Yoon's clothes. Suddenly naked, she stood stunned, then let out a short scream and crouched, covering herself.
It was a perfectly feminine, instinctive reaction—natural even for a man in such a situation. Though no customers were around, this floor alone had over ten stores.
With dozens of staff present, all watching to avoid displeasing the VIP, and suddenly stripped naked in public—even a man would panic, if not as much as her.
"W-Why tear my clothes?!"
"Why? You have to take them off to try on underwear, right? Stop huddling and stand up."
"Ugh...!"
To Ha Yoon's stifled question, Woo Shin-hyung replied nonchalantly and yanked her arm up. She resisted weakly but couldn't match his strength.
With her most private parts exposed to all, Ha Yoon blushed deeply and bowed her head. The staff were just as dumbfounded by the sudden strip show.
As it was a women's lingerie store, all staff were female. Seeing Ha Yoon naked, their faces turned pale or flushed red.
They knew she was a TS Victim from her ID Collar, but no one expected her to be stripped in public like this.
"What are you waiting for? Take her."
"Y-Yes...!"
One staff stammered and gently led the naked Ha Yoon away.
"F-First, let's check your size."
Normally, measurements would be in a fitting room, but dragging her there after stripping her in open space was pointless.
The staff measured with a tape and murmured in awe,
"Wow... your figure..."
"Kgh..."
It might sound like praise to an ordinary woman, but Ha Yoon was a TS Victim. Squeezing her eyes shut in shame, she heard the sizes announced.
55F—a size up from when she first arrived at Hope Education Academy. Her hips had widened too, but nothing dramatic.
Once measured, staff bustled about, bringing lingerie suits for her. In front of a full-length mirror, they draped various pieces over her body while discussing with Woo Shin-hyung.
Strap styles, button types, strapless—terms and colors Ha Yoon didn't understand flashed over her skin.
Luckily, some pleased Woo Shin-hyung, and three sets were neatly packaged.
"Ha Yoon! What about this?"
Of course, Han Seol-ah, who'd insisted on picking, wasn't idle. Hers were the sexy kind for lovers—highly revealing.
Like ones where the center of the bra left nipples exposed, or panties that bared the pussy outright.
Unlike the staff, she even made Ha Yoon try them on. Ha Yoon had to endure Woo Shin-hyung's admiring gaze while her nipples and pussy were fully visible.
After that came more questionable "underwear"—jewel-chain barely-there pieces, sheer transparents revealing skin, one-piece lace, and more. All tried on and packaged new.
"Shall we move on?"
"Next, over there!"
Excited Han Seol-ah pointed to casual wear. Ha Yoon trailed behind them shyly, clad only in a black lingerie set.
The same routine played out there. Staff stayed back while Han Seol-ah enthusiastically fetched outfits, holding them to Ha Yoon and consulting Woo Shin-hyung.
They didn't treat her like a mannequin. Occasionally, Han Seol-ah asked her opinion.
"Ha Yoon, which do you like between these two?"
One was a sleeveless dress, the other a knit top with plaid skirt. Neither thrilled her, but the latter beat the airy, revealing dress.
"Really? Try this on then!"
Of course, Han Seol-ah handed her the sleeveless dress. Ha Yoon stifled a sigh and put it on. Mismatched lingerie showed through, adding allure.
It worked on Woo Shin-hyung too. He stared silently, then beckoned her closer. Puzzled, she approached, and he grabbed her breast without hesitation.
"Eut...!"
Unlike usual, the bra dulled the feel, but he liked it. Kneading her breast, he pulled her into a deep embrace and nibbled her earlobe.
"Wait, ngh, not here...!"
Feeling the hard bulge through his clothes, Ha Yoon pushed against him, but she couldn't overpower a man. His lips, teasing her ear, soon claimed her mouth.
Sloppy breaths—suck, slurp, haa...—rang out as staff watched, swallowing hard. This wasn't a casual kiss; it screamed impending sex. No wonder they were shocked.
Even so, was this the place? When his fully erect cock was exposed, one staff yelped briefly.
Ignoring them, Woo Shin-hyung ended the kiss and forced Ha Yoon to her knees.
"Suck."