Champion of the World, Hooray!
Today was a really good day. The long-running project our department had been working on finally wrapped up successfully. Thanks to that, no one in the department had any work left. I’d been glued to my keyboard nonstop, so I finally pulled my hands away, sipped coffee, and enjoyed the rare moment of peace.
That’s when the department head stepped out of his office and said, “Well, since there’s nothing left to do, why don’t we all head home early? We can always do a celebratory dinner later.”
It was only three in the afternoon—an absurdly early dismissal. Everyone cheered and started grabbing their coats. Even the boss smiled as he packed up his briefcase. Normally he’d suggest going out for drinks, but I suspected he’d only recently found a brothel that accepted Dueokshini and was eager to get there while the day was still young.
What should I do…? I’d thought about wandering around the yokai brothel district, but the others would probably stick around the area to kill time before heading home, so I decided against it. Even though visiting yokai brothels wasn’t strange in this day and age, it still clashed with my usual image at work. I turned to Ha Eun-ju.
“Manager, what are you planning to do if you leave early?”
She looked thoughtful. “Hmm… It’s a bit early for drinking…”
Just then, something large pushed my chair backward from behind. Startled, I looked up to see Kim Su-hee.
“Then how about coming with me to check out the festival? There’s some event happening in the shopping district behind the company today.”
“Oh, that sounds fun! Assistant Manager, if you’ve got nothing else to do, come with us!”
I nodded, grabbed my bag and coat, and followed them out. Watching the two of them from behind was oddly entertaining. One was petite with a blonde ponytail; the other was 170 cm tall with short black hair. Their styles were complete opposites. Kim Su-hee looked down at Ha Eun-ju while Ha Eun-ju looked up at her, both chatting and laughing. Outside the office, they seemed like ordinary girls—giggling nonstop, pointing at things, and even playfully poking the snail shell on Kim Su-hee’s tailbone before bursting into laughter again. I trailed behind them, smiling to myself. They really do look like high schoolers…
When we reached the bustling shopping street lined with restaurants and stores, balloons and banners were everywhere. Each shop was running its own event, handing out freebies. I caught up to the two of them.
“What’s the occasion? There are so many events today.”
“It’s not a special day or anything. The shops just do this kind of festival-style promotion every now and then,” Kim Su-hee answered, looking around with bright eyes.
“I’ve never seen anything like this while working here… I guess I really have been too busy,” Ha Eun-ju murmured, also glancing around curiously.
She soon spotted something she liked and headed toward a street stall. That was the start of their full-blown shopping spree. By the time we’d been wandering for a while, both women had their arms loaded with shopping bags. Kim Su-hee was also holding two skewers of chicken in her hands, but the bags made it awkward for her to eat.
I couldn’t just watch. “Kim, give me your bags. I’ll carry them for you.”
“Huh? No, it’s fine. I can manage.”
“It’s bothering me. Manager, you too. Hand them over.”
“Eh? Mine as well? That’s a bit embarrassing…”
I ignored their protests, took the bags, and slung them over my shoulders. Only then could Kim Su-hee comfortably enjoy her skewers. Just then, we heard a lively commotion coming from deeper in the street. We followed the noise to the central plaza, where mats had been laid out and a line of men stood waiting.
I tapped the shoulder of the man at the back of the line. “What’s this line for?”
“Oh, they’re holding a wrestling tournament. I’m signing up. Apparently it’s an event run by some cosmetics brand.”
A small banner nearby confirmed it was a well-known cosmetics company. Stacked beside the banner were the prizes.
“Kyaa! I’ve been wanting that set forever! They’re giving all of it to the winner?!”
“Wait, that’s the one I wanted too. So the winner gets the whole thing…?”
Kim Su-hee and Ha Eun-ju were excitedly chatting about the cosmetics while eyeing the prizes. I figured it was my turn to step in.
I walked over to them, set the bags down, and said, “I… think I’ll give it a try.”
Both of them looked surprised.
“Eh? You can do that?”
“Well, we came all this way. It’d be a shame not to try, and it looks fun.”
I handed my coat to Kim Su-hee, rolled up my sleeves, and joined the line. While waiting, I sized up the other contestants—mostly large, burly middle-aged men. Winning wouldn’t be easy. Still, making a memory or two wouldn’t hurt.
“Champion!!!”
“Kyaaaa!!! Assistant Manager!!! You won!!!”
“Kang Dae-ri!! Nice job!!”
Before I knew it, the matches were over. The referee was raising my arm. Every opponent I’d faced had gone down in seconds. Even in the final, I’d barely had time to think before I flipped the last guy. I’d done judo back in school, so maybe that helped, but still… had I really been this strong?
Anyway, winning felt good. I waved awkwardly at my cheering coworkers as a cheap medal was hung around my neck. Then the staff called me over to collect the prizes. I brought Kim Su-hee and Ha Eun-ju with me.
“Wow… that’s a lot,” I muttered. The mountain of cosmetics was clearly the grand prize. No wonder the medal was cheap.
“I don’t need any of this, so you two can split it.”
The two women happily divided the products, chattering excitedly. Just then, one of the staff members approached me with a small shopping bag.
“Are you the winner?”
“Yes?”
“Would you like to participate in an exhibition match? It’s just for fun—no pressure. If you win, there’s an extra prize.” He pulled out two small, luxurious-looking cosmetic jars. Kim Su-hee’s eyes went wide.
“Whoa!! Those are super hard to get!!”
“Eh? Really?”
“Yeah! They’re in high demand but only make a few, so they’re almost impossible to find!”
I looked at the staff member. “What’s the exhibition match?”
“Just a match against the local wrestling champion from this shopping street. Even if you lose, it’s fine. Win and you get these.”
Losing didn’t matter, and winning would be a bonus. Plus, I was curious who this “champion” was. “I’ll do it.”
“Understood.”
The staff member grabbed a microphone. “Ladies and gentlemen! The exhibition match is about to begin! Today’s tournament winner will face the street’s wrestling champion!”
I tied the mawashi around my waist again and stepped onto the mat. Kim Su-hee and Ha Eun-ju clapped and cheered.
“Go, Assistant Manager!!”
“You’ve got this, Kang Dae-ri!!”
I waved back. Then someone stepped onto the mat from the opposite side—a tall woman. She was easily over two meters, with wild black hair reaching past her shoulders. Her body was packed with muscle, marked here and there with scars. Instead of a top she wore only bandages wrapped around her chest, and a mawashi over loose pants. Thick eyebrows, sharp eyes, slightly pointed ears, a bold smile revealing fangs, and a dusting of freckles across her cheeks. A yokai who loved wrestling… a dokkaebi, probably.
The dokkaebi woman strode to the center of the mat. She towered over me. Grinning widely, she extended a hand.
“Haha! So you’re today’s winner! Name’s Geum-hwa. Nice to meet you. I’m only the best around here, but you’d better come prepared!”
I shook her hand. Her palm was rough, and the thick muscles in her arm were intimidating.
“Ah, yes. I’m just an office worker—Kang Dae-geun.”
“I saw your earlier matches. You were pretty good!”
“Thank you.”
She leaned in close, flashing her fangs, and whispered in my ear, “If you beat me, I’ll give you a personal prize. No point in a guy getting women’s cosmetics, right?”
She smiled at me. We took our positions, bowed lightly, and grabbed each other’s mawashi.
“Ready… begin!”
At the signal I poured strength into my arms and tried to lift her. Urgh…? She didn’t budge. Her sheer muscle mass made her heavy, but I’d flipped heavier men before. This wasn’t about weight—she was simply bracing against me. Every time I pushed, she countered with her legs. The bulging veins and muscles in her thighs looked dangerous.
Then—“My turn now?”
The moment she spoke, my right leg lifted. I focused hard. I couldn’t afford to let my guard down. Somehow I managed to plant my foot again and stabilize.
Time dragged on. We pushed and pulled, neither able to throw the other. Both of us were breathing hard.
“Haa… haa…”
I exhaled a long sigh to catch my breath.
“Hik?!”
Geum-hwa flinched, her stance breaking. My sigh must have hit her ear. Now. I hooked my leg behind hers and flipped her. Thud! She hit the mat hard. The referee rushed over and raised my hand. Cheers erupted around us.
Geum-hwa stood up, dusted herself off, and walked over with a grin, offering her hand. I shook it. I was exhausted—my arms trembled from the effort.
“Haha, I got careless. You’re a strong one. Still, it was a good match!”
She reached into her pocket, pulled something out, and handed it to me—a business card.
“I work there. Come by and I won’t charge you.”
I looked at the card. Strange and Beautiful. When I glanced back at Geum-hwa, I couldn’t help imagining her naked. Strangely, the fatigue that had been weighing me down seemed to fade. My trembling arms steadied.
I slipped the card into my pocket and gave a small bow. The staff member handed me the bag of cosmetics. I took it and returned to the others.
“Here, one each. I don’t use this stuff.”
“Wow, you’re giving these to us?”
“Thanks, Kang Dae-ri. I’ll put them to good use~”
Both women looked delighted. We left the shopping street and headed for the main road. Kim Su-hee fiddled with her phone to call a taxi.
“I’ve got my car, so I’ll head back to the office. What about you, Kang Dae-ri?”
“I’ve got something to take care of nearby, so I’ll stop by for a bit.”
The taxi pulled up.
“It’s already here. I’ll take this one. Thanks for today—see you Monday!”
“Get home safe. You too, Manager.”
“Yeah. Thanks again, Kang Dae-ri.”
The taxi carrying Kim Su-hee shrank into the distance. Ha Eun-ju walked off toward the company. I turned back toward the shopping street and pulled the business card from my pocket. Curious… I wonder what she’s like in bed after being that strong on the mat.
Before I knew it, I’d reached the plaza where the wrestling event had been held. Staff were cleaning up. Geum-hwa was there too, effortlessly stacking heavy mats and carrying them to a truck.
I quietly joined her, loading the stacked mats onto the truck one by one. She glanced over.
“Eh? It’s the winner. You don’t have to help.”
I bowed slightly. “I wanted to use that personal prize you gave me.”
“Oh~ You still have energy left after all that? Impressive. I can handle this myself, so head to the shop. Show them the card I gave you and you can use the place for free.”
I smiled. “No… I want to do it with you, Geum-hwa. Are you free today?”
“Ehh?!”
Her freckled cheeks flushed bright red. The flustered look was surprisingly girlish and cute. She hesitated.
“I-I mean, I am free, but…”
“Then let me help you finish up quickly.”
“Haha… sure…”
I worked hard loading the truck. One staff member climbed aboard to stack the mats I handed up. Geum-hwa handled the heavier items, lifting loads that even a fit human man would struggle with. Thanks to her, cleanup finished early. The staff left, and the truck drove away. I was exhausted—there had been so many mats and so much equipment.
Geum-hwa looked down at me, cheeks still pink. “Um… so… shall we go?”
She walked ahead, stiff and fidgety. It was oddly endearing. She didn’t say a single word the entire way to the shop. Her eyes darted everywhere, her flushed face making it clear her mind was elsewhere. I asked carefully, “You seem really nervous… Is this your first time?”
“Ehh?! N-no?!”
She waved her hands frantically, but her reaction screamed otherwise.
“I-it’s just… it’s been a really long time since I’ve been held by a man stronger than me…”
This time I heard her clearly. Her voice was small and shy—nothing like the bold tone she’d used earlier. I smiled inwardly.
We arrived at the shop and entered a room. Geum-hwa showered first, then I did. After thoroughly washing up, I dried off, put on a robe, and stepped out of the steamy bathroom. Steam billowed out behind me.
Geum-hwa sat on the bed, hugging a blanket to her chest. I approached, sat on the edge, and gently tugged the blanket down. Fresh bandages were wrapped around her chest again.
“Why did you wrap them again…?”
She snatched the blanket back up. “I-I got embarrassed, okay?!”
I climbed onto the bed beside her. A brief silence fell. Then, as if making up her mind, she sighed, set the blanket aside, and began unwrapping the bandages.
“C-can you help?”
I took the end of the bandage and slowly unwound it. How on earth had she wrapped it by herself? The question faded as more of her skin came into view. After another turn, a brown nipple peeked out between the remaining strips. Finally the bandages fell away completely. Her firm, muscular chest still held a beautiful shape, the breasts perky and proud.
She slowly spread her legs while still sitting and opened her arms invitingly. “C-come here.”
The black panties visible between her thighs contrasted sexily with her chiseled abs. I moved between her legs and embraced her. Looking up, I met her gaze. She was still blushing but held eye contact before squeezing her eyes shut. I pressed my lips to hers. She flinched at first, then softened and accepted the kiss. Her tightly shut eyes gradually relaxed. My tongue slipped past her lips, meeting hers in a wet dance.
“Haa… chururup… churup… haaa…”
Her warm breath filled my mouth. I explored—tracing her sharp fang, then the cherry-sweet lips that contrasted so sharply with her muscular body. I pulled her tight against me. She clung back. Her crotch rubbed against my erection through our underwear. The soft heat of her was the only gentle part of her powerful frame, and it drove me wild. My shaft swelled to its limit.
“Haaa…”
When we parted, a thin thread of saliva connected our tongues. Geum-hwa ducked her head shyly again and began shimmying out of her panties. Cleanly trimmed hair and the delicate slit beneath came into view. She covered her face with her hands, peeking through her fingers.
I slowly guided my hardened length between her legs. Parting her soft folds, I sank into tight, powerful inner walls that clenched around me.
“Ahnngh!!”
She threw her head back and cried out. I began to move my hips. Even at a slow pace the grip was intense—I felt like I could finish any second. I fought to hold back, then realized moving faster actually made it easier to endure. Each thrust made her breasts jiggle, though the muscle gave them a firm, springy bounce rather than a heavy sway. I buried my face in them and licked a protruding nipple.
“Aaaah!! Hngh!! Haa!!”
She moaned loudly, wrapping her legs around my waist. Her hands clutched the pillow instead of hiding her face. Her reactions were adorable. Ah… this position next…
“Ugh!! Hngh!! Wait, what are you—?!”
I lifted her legs with my arms, laid her on her side, and entered her again from a new angle. The pressure changed instantly—tighter, more stimulating. She seemed to feel it even more intensely too.
“Hngh!! Aaaah!! How are you so good at this?!”
“Ugh!! I’m gonna—!!”
“Aaaaang!!!”
I couldn’t hold back any longer. I poured everything I had deep inside her. Her walls milked me greedily. Geum-hwa trembled through her own climax, body shaking. When I finally pulled out, white fluid trickled from her.
We’d finished faster than usual because of how intensely she gripped me, but she looked satisfied. She caught her breath, glanced at me, then covered her eyes with her arm.
“Haa… haa… If you’re good at both wrestling and this, what am I supposed to do with you…”
“Thank you for the compliment.”
“Even after wrestling that hard, you still had stamina left…”
I hugged her from behind and lay down. My fingers traced her solid abs. As we rested, she shyly wiggled her hips, rubbing against me. My spent length quickly hardened again.
“Looks like you still have energy too, Geum-hwa. Want to keep going?”
“What are you saying… You’re the perverted one here,” she muttered, spreading her legs invitingly.
We ended up finishing five more times before I finally headed home. Her grip had been so strong that we wrapped up earlier than usual, but the satisfaction was unmatched.
Back at my place, I took a quick shower and collapsed into bed. Something felt wrong the moment I lay down—my body refused to move. All the accumulated fatigue hit at once. I still needed to do laundry and clean, but my vision was already darkening.
The next morning—
“Aaaaaagh!!!”
It hurt. Everything hurt. Every muscle and joint screamed for mercy. My calves were cramping so badly I couldn’t even reach them to massage them. My neck and shoulders were stiff, my sides felt like they were being squeezed by rubber bands. This… is karma, isn’t it? The price for indulging my lust… In the end, I spent the entire day lying in bed, unable to rest properly or do any housework.