External Assignment! A Welcome Break from Overtime
Chapter 14
External assignment! It had been ages since my last one. Normally, these trips were just another part of the job—nothing more, nothing less. But during a particularly hectic period, getting out of the office felt like a blessing, a chance to catch my breath and escape the overtime grind.
"Phew~ At least I won't be pulling another all-nighter today..."
The afternoon sun shone brightly as I stepped outside for the first time in what felt like forever. Lately I'd been glued to my desk from morning until the sun set—or even later—so it had been a while since I'd felt real sunlight on my skin. I soaked in the warmth while making my rounds to the clients. The work was similar to my Busan trip, but since this was the capital region, I was handling everything alone. Still, this area was new to me too.
The streets were crowded. Plenty of foreigners, and because of that, plenty of yokai I'd never seen before.
"Two people made it manageable in Busan... but today looks busy."
People hurried between the tall buildings, chatting loudly and filling the city with energy. When you were mixed in with a crowd like that, you inevitably picked up snippets of conversation. Some of them were surprisingly tempting—rumors about a nearby restaurant that was supposedly amazing, limited-edition goods being sold around the corner, some event happening somewhere. That sort of thing.
"Hey, you heading to that place again today?"
Now that caught my interest!! My instincts immediately filled in the blanks. I turned my head and spotted two large, muscular male yokai walking along, talking in low voices. I faced forward again, pretending to mind my own business while straining to listen.
Exploring a new environment is important...
"I dunno, that spot's nice and all, but I promised to hang out with Kang-su today. If I'm going to a yokai brothel, I should go with him."
"Ah~ Then that might be tricky. Kang-su's always telling you to work out. That place really is something else..."
"Exactly... There are so many pretty yokai there."
Well, my guess had been right. These two were talking about a yokai brothel. But one that required physical fitness? That was new. Did that mean it was that demanding...?
I kept walking like the protagonist of some spy movie, eavesdropping while pretending to work.
"Still, I've only ever heard about it. You keep saying you'll take me but we never actually go."
"That's because you never have time. Just go by yourself then. It's at the very end of the yokai brothel street—a building that looks like a church."
I glanced sideways at the spot he pointed to. Got it... Location memorized. I'd have to tell Min-hee I was eating out tonight...
A little while later, my external assignment finally ended. I couldn't remember the last time I'd left work while the sun was still up. I quickened my pace and headed straight for the place the two yokai had mentioned.
It looked no different from any other yokai brothel street. Several yokai were out front, calling out to potential customers. The only real difference was how many people were already here despite the early hour. This neighborhood really was packed...
Plenty of attractive female yokai caught my eye along the way, but none of them were my target today, so I kept moving. At the far end of the street, a church-like building came into view. It really didn't match the rest of the area. Up close, it felt even larger and more imposing. The sign read Holy Rock.
What a pun...
I pushed open the massive doors and stepped inside. The interior was even more impressive. The wide lobby felt like a cathedral straight out of a fantasy world, and the rows of stone statues lined up before me only added to the majestic atmosphere.
"Welcome~"
I turned toward the voice and found a female yokai dressed like a priestess greeting me.
"Is this your first time here?"
"Yes, it is."
I gave a polite nod as I answered.
"First-time guests need to undergo a quick physical assessment. Do you exercise regularly?"
That was a question I'd never heard at any yokai brothel before.
"Ah... not often, but I do enjoy working out. I used to do judo and climbing."
"I see. Then please come this way for the assessment."
She gestured toward an area filled with various exercise equipment.
Huh...? Is this really a brothel? For a second I wondered if I'd accidentally walked into a gym, but there was no way a gym would be sitting at the end of a yokai brothel street. Well... might as well try it.
Even though she'd called it a "simple assessment," it was pretty intense for someone who didn't work out regularly. They gradually increased the weights on the machines and measured how much I could lift.
"Thank you for completing the assessment. Among humans, you seem to do a moderate amount of strength training. The lady best suited for you is this way."
She led me to a spot where four female-shaped stone statues stood.
No way...
"Our establishment is a gargoyle brothel. These statues are the ladies who will be attending to you. Please choose one."
So it really is gargoyles...
I slowly looked over the statues in front of me. They all had demonic horns, wings, and long tails extending from their hips. Each one had distinct features—different horn lengths, heights, and body types. I picked the one that matched my tastes the most.
She was a little taller than me, sitting on a large chair with her legs crossed, looking down at me with cold eyes.
"I'll go with this one."
"Understood! Amhwa, you've been chosen."
She tapped the knee of the statue I'd selected. The stone figure twitched, and its rocky body began to change. What had looked like solid stone hair turned into long, glossy black locks that swayed gently. The cold, lifeless stone eyes became clear, beautiful golden ones that gazed at me. When those vertically slit, dragon-like pupils met mine, a chill ran down my spine.
The woman called Amhwa slowly uncrossed her legs and stood up. Her wings, which had been solid stone moments ago, now fluttered softly as she stretched her once-rigid muscles. She descended gracefully and stood before me.
It had been a while since I'd seen a woman this tall. Her black horns curved long and sharp like a mountain goat's, and her toned abs were visible between the hem of her crop top tank top. The black leggings on her lower body hugged her muscles tightly, looking firm even though they were no longer stone. Yet she still retained a distinctly feminine allure, her curves perfectly balanced. Strangely, the tip of her tail was fitted with a spear-like pointed ornament—probably one of those tail accessories that were popular among tailed yokai.
"This guy's my customer?"
Her husky voice asked the question.
"Yes, I chose you."
At my answer, she smirked and held out her hand.
"Pretty strong, huh? Let's go. I'll make sure you have the best time!"
She led me through a door into a long hallway lined with rooms. The rooms looked similar to the ones at other brothels...
A little later, I was standing under the warm spray of the shower. The water and steam wrapped around me like a hot spring. While I was relaxing, the naked Amhwa opened the shower door and stepped inside.
"I'll wash you!"
The shower was fairly spacious, but her large wings made it feel cramped. She seemed to notice and folded them slightly as she moved behind me. Then she rested her chest lightly on top of my head.
Huh...?
Looking in the mirror in front of me, I could clearly see her breasts resting on my head. But the sensation was nothing like a woman's chest. Hers were quite firm.
"Surprised they're so hard? Gargoyles might look like they're made of flesh on the outside, but we're basically stone. This is as soft as we can get... Still, down below should be softer than this, so don't worry."
She squeezed shampoo into her large hand as she spoke. Her fingers were long, with pointed nails. She spread the shampoo across her palm and gently massaged it into my wet hair. Bubbles foamed up on my head. The soft popping sounds echoed quietly in my ears. Amhwa washed my hair thoroughly and carefully, using her nails to lightly stimulate my scalp. They looked sharp, but they were blunter than I'd expected. Every time they scratched gently across my scalp, a shiver ran down my spine and an indescribable pleasure spread through me. Occasionally she pressed down firmly with her fingertips, giving me an incredibly satisfying massage.
"How is it? Feels good, right? I learned from a professional."
"Yeah... it feels really nice..."
Between the pleasant shampooing and scalp massage, the fatigue from all that overtime seemed to melt away.
After the shower, Amhwa dried me off with a large towel, helped me into a robe, and said,
"Wait outside for me! I'll wash up and join you."
Following her instructions, I went out first and lay on the bed, waiting. Finally, she emerged from the shower and strode toward me. Her large wings filled my vision.
"Oh? You want me on top? That might be tough for you."
She chuckled softly and climbed onto the bed, straddling me. She shed her robe and slowly lowered herself onto my shaft, guiding it inside her.
Squelch...
She was much softer than her chest had been in the shower, but still noticeably firm—like I was pushing into trained muscle rather than ordinary flesh. When she finally took me all the way in and settled her hips against mine...
Urgh!? She was heavy. Much heavier than I'd expected. I'd known she was tall and muscular, so I'd braced myself, but this was beyond what I'd imagined.
"Haha! Heavier than you thought, right? I can make my body softer with yokai power, but I'm still stone at the core... I can't reduce my weight. It'd probably be easier if I were on the bottom."
As she spoke, Amhwa lifted herself off and lay back on the bed, spreading her wings. She reached out with both arms, inviting me in. In the past, my competitive spirit might have flared up and made me insist on staying on top, but now—with my age and having just felt how heavy she was—I decided it was smarter to let that pride go.
I moved between her legs, slid my arms under her thighs, and tried to lift them. Nngh!! I put everything I had into it, but it was a struggle. Only now did I understand why they'd done that strength test in the lobby. How can one leg be this heavy...? I barely managed to hoist her leg onto my shoulder and braced myself against the weight. Amhwa seemed to notice my effort and lifted her leg slightly to ease the burden.
"Sorry. If I lift it any higher, my tail gets crushed and it hurts..."
"It's fine."
I'd just showered, but sweat was already forming on my body. Of course, I hadn't even started thrusting yet. After holding the position for a while, the weight started to feel more manageable.
Alright, now...!
I pushed forward with my upper body and finally slid into her. With a wet sound, I sank deeper. Her inner walls resisted strongly.
"Aah!!"
A feminine moan escaped Amhwa's lips. No matter how many times I heard it, that sound was always lewd and exciting. The arousal gave me a surge of strength. I answered her moans with renewed vigor, gripping her thighs tightly and thrusting my hips. The wet slapping sounds mixed with her voice echoing through the room. Her hands had already grabbed fistfuls of the bedsheets, and her long tail had wrapped around my waist, the ornament at its tip scratching lightly at my back. It stung a little, but between the weight on my shoulders, the excitement from her moans, and the tight pleasure of her walls, I barely noticed the discomfort.
"Nngh!! Ah!!"
The weight on my shoulders had become familiar enough that I felt like I could move normally now. But thrusting still took a lot of effort—her firm, slick insides gripped my shaft tightly and refused to let go.
"Kgh!!"
It felt like trying to move a piston with the nozzle plugged—every thrust was tight and resistant.
"Mmmnn~!"
Her moans changed rhythm to match my slow but powerful movements. Moving like this was so difficult that I was already reaching my limit.
"Urgh!! Amhwa!!"
"Yes! Give it to me!!"
I slammed into her as deep as I could and released everything inside.
"Haaaaah!!!"
She threw her head back, her spread wings trembling as her body shook. Then she let out a shaky breath and went limp, her hands relaxing. With all the strength drained from my body, my shaft slipped out of her easily.
"Haa... haa..."
The bedsheets were crumpled exactly where she'd gripped them, and her tail lay sprawled across the bed. Catching her breath, she reached for the tissue box by the headboard and wiped between her legs.
"You okay? Was it too heavy?"
"Haha... I'm fine."
Only now was the muscle soreness in my shoulders starting to make itself known. Amhwa spread her legs slightly, bending them into an M-shape.
"If I do it like this, you don't have to lift my legs, but it puts strain on my tail... Sorry about that."
Oh~ So different yokai have preferred positions...Wait a second...
"Um, wouldn't doggy style be easier then? You'd just have to hold your tail up..."
She looked genuinely surprised.
"Oh? That would work!"
"You didn't know that?"
She scratched the back of her head sheepishly.
"Well... you're my first human customer. Most of the guests here are strong yokai, so they just lift me up like it's nothing. One time someone grabbed my horns and almost broke them. After that, we banned horn-grabbing."
Ah... yeah, that makes sense. Normal humans probably don't come to places like this very often.
She turned over onto her stomach and presented her hips to me.
"So? Now that we've found a comfortable position, want to go again?"
"Of course. It's good exercise."
After that, we did it five more times. Even with the better position, her tail was still heavy. But when it was over, my muscles felt pumped like I'd just had a real workout.
Phew... I should just go home and sleep tonight...
The next day, I couldn't move. Maybe it was because I'd pushed myself for the first time in ages—every muscle in my body was screaming.
"Aaaaaagh!!!"
I couldn't hold back the scream that burst from my mouth. Min-hee, who had been cooking in the kitchen, rushed into my room.
"Are you alright, Master?"
She set down the cooking utensil she'd been holding and climbed onto the bed, kneading my back and shoulders. But my muscles were so tightly knotted that even her firm pressure couldn't make her fingers sink in.
"They're really stiff... What did you do yesterday?"
"Aaaaaagh!!!"
Maybe I should start exercising regularly again...Aaaagh!!