Romance of the Sea
The fierce wind, the crashing waves, and the cries of seagulls echoing across the sky. The sharp, salty scent of the ocean stinging my nose… This was Busan.
It was a weekday afternoon when Manager Ha Eun-ju and I arrived at Busan Station after taking the KTX from Seoul. I forced strength into my tired shoulders, pulled my suitcase along, and stepped out of the station. Our three-week business trip had officially begun.
“What’s this? We haven’t even started working yet and you’re already dragging your feet?”
Manager Ha’s outfit was anything but appropriate for business. She was dressed in vacation clothes completely unsuited for the season, complete with sunglasses. It wasn’t even summer yet… Wasn’t she cold?
“You’re the one who doesn’t look like you’re here for work at all, Manager… Aren’t you cold?”
“Atchoo!! I’m freezing…”
The moment I finished speaking, she sneezed and sniffled. I sighed, took off my outer jacket, and draped it over her shoulders.
“Thanks… I just wanted to feel the vibe since we’re finally at the beach…”
“It’s still chilly, so please be careful. Let’s head to the hotel first and get you changed. We have a meeting later anyway.”
“Yeah…”
We took a taxi to the hotel where we’d be staying for the next three weeks. After checking in, we rode the elevator. It stopped on the fifth floor. I got off first and turned to her.
“Then I’ll head in and prepare for the meeting.”
“Alright… I’ll change and get ready too. See you later.”
The elevator doors closed with Manager Ha still inside. I entered my room, set my suitcase aside, unzipped it, and pulled out my laptop. I pressed the power button.
“Hmm… Let me connect to the Wi-Fi first…”
While I was connecting to the network and launching the video conferencing software to prepare for the meeting, someone knocked on my door.
Huh? Who could that be? I wasn’t expecting anyone.
When I opened the door, there stood Manager Ha Eun-ju in a crisp business suit, laptop tucked under one arm. Wait, she already changed?
I was stunned by how quickly she’d switched outfits. Before I could react, she walked straight into my room.
“Are we having the meeting in here, Manager?”
She set her laptop beside mine and answered, “Yep~ It’s faster to run the meeting on one laptop and organize the materials that come up on the other one right away~ Oh! You already set everything up for the meeting? Then let’s use yours.”
“Ah… Yes. I’ll help you get set up.”
After helping her with her work setup, the scheduled meeting time with the company was nearly upon us.
“Manager, I’ll launch the conference program now.”
“Wow, it’s already time… Go ahead.”
As I started the video call, Manager Ha straightened her suit jacket. Soon the screen filled with the Department Head’s face and several other employees.
“Ah, you’re here. Let’s begin the meeting.”
“Yes, I’ll give the report.”
The playful, wide-eyed Ha Eun-ju who had been sparkling with excitement on the KTX earlier was gone. In her place stood only the polished professional, Manager Ha.
She skillfully briefed the team on the plans for this business trip while I organized the documents and newly gathered information being sent from the company. Time passed, and the meeting reached its final stages. Everyone was wrapping things up.
“Alright, that should do it for the team on-site. We’ll handle things on our end like this.”
“Oh, and I was thinking on the KTX—if you could send over the materials we organized in the previous meeting for the clients we’ll be visiting this week, that would be very helpful.”
“Ah, that? I’ll have Su-hee send them over.”
“Thank you. Then we’ll sign off here.”
“Yeah, good work. And don’t push Assistant Manager Kang too hard—take it easy.”
With the Department Head’s half-joking advice as the final note, the laptop screen went dark.
Once the meeting ended, Manager Ha let out a long sigh and practically collapsed against the back of the hotel chair.
“Whew~ That was exhausting. Did you finish organizing the materials?”
“Yes, all done.”
“Let me see…”
She leaned in close, peering intently at the organized files on my laptop. The scent of her fragrant shampoo drifted from her hair.
“Mmm! Nice work. Once we get the files from Su-hee, we can move on to the next tasks. Take a short break and come to my room in an hour.”
With that, she waved and left my room.
Now the Busan business trip was truly beginning.
Time flew by, and soon it was Friday evening at a raw fish restaurant in Busan.
“Yes! We secured contracts with two clients this week! Great job, Assistant Manager Kang!!”
“Haha, it’s all thanks to you, Manager…”
Manager Ha and I were savoring the joy of our successful contracts with Busan’s fresh seafood. The restaurant was filled with the briny aroma of the ocean.
“But the contracts were easier than I expected, weren’t they?”
She downed her soju in one shot, refilled the glass, and answered, “Of course! Word about our success on the last project has already spread among the clients… That makes this project much easier to close.”
“Ah, I see…”
The moment I finished speaking, she pushed her full glass toward me. I lifted mine and gently clinked it against hers. The clear ring of glass echoed in my ears.
“Please drink slowly. You’ll get drunk quickly at this rate.”
“Huh? I’m fine!! We’re off tomorrow anyway!! Speaking of which, if you don’t have plans tomorrow, let’s go on a date!!”
She laughed brightly and suggested an outing in a half-joking tone. Even as she spoke, she tossed back another glass of soju in one go. How did all that alcohol fit into such a small body…?
Before long, more than six empty bottles had piled up at our table. Manager Ha’s tongue began to slur, making her words harder and harder to understand. Fortunately, I had paced myself and wasn’t too drunk. But that meant… taking care of a completely wasted Manager Ha was now my responsibility.
Sure enough, after downing one last glass, she smiled and collapsed face-first onto the table.
“Mmm… Good job… Assistant Manager Kang… You did great… zzz…”
Ah… Just as I had feared.
I hoisted the drunk Manager Ha onto my back, hooked her handbag over one arm, and headed back to the hotel. It was a relief that the restaurant was close to our hotel. Not that she was heavy—she was surprisingly light, almost to the point where I wondered where all the food and alcohol had gone.
Once we reached the hotel, I retrieved our room key cards from the front desk. After taking the elevator, I carried her to her room door.
“Mmm… Let’s drink more… zzz…”
She clung tightly to my back, rubbing her face against me with adorable drunken complaints.
Hmm… My jacket’s probably going to be covered in makeup now.
“Haha… You’ve had quite a lot, Manager. Time to sleep now.”
“No! More drinks! I can stwill dwink moar…”
She started kicking her legs while still on my back, making it take forever to unlock the door. I finally managed to open it with one hand, didn’t even bother inserting the key card into the holder, and carried her inside.
She must have sensed we’d reached the room, because she started shaking her legs and kicked off her heels. Thud!
Oof!! I banged my knee on the corner of the bed. This must be the bed…
I practically tossed her onto it. With a soft poof, her drunken mumbling melted into the mattress.
Aigoo… I went back to the entrance, closed the door, and finally inserted the key card. The room lights flickered on, flooding the dark space with brightness.
I was about to neatly arrange her heels that had been scattered by the entrance. But one shoe was missing.
Huh? Where did it go? Did it fly farther inside?
I looked around and spotted the missing heel beside the bed. I sighed, picked it up, and straightened my back—only to have my eyes land directly on Manager Ha’s lower body.
Her skirt had ridden all the way up, completely exposing her white panties. The pantyhose she’d been wearing were now dangling from her toes, as if she’d kicked them off at some point.
“Ah… ahh…”
“It’s hot… Take this off for me…”
Apparently uncomfortable with the stockings tangled around her feet, she flailed her legs and whined for me to remove them. But my eyes were glued to her pale thighs and the glamorous hips that seemed far too voluptuous for her petite frame.
“Aaaah!! It’s uncomfortable~”
She threw a cute drunken tantrum, kicking her legs wildly—until the tip of her foot brushed against the inside of my thigh.
Whoa! That snapped me back to reality. I quickly pulled the stockings off her feet and tossed them aside. Her flailing legs soon calmed down.
Now then… I stared at her fully exposed backside. Should I pull her skirt back down? If I leave it like this, it’ll get all wrinkled… Then again, the hotel laundry service is pretty good, so maybe it’s fine…
Even while I was debating, her plump rear kept twitching, radiating pure sex appeal.
Whoa! She’s going to sleep in her clothes anyway, so they’ll wrinkle regardless. I should just leave.
I hurriedly turned off the lights in her room and practically fled.
That was dangerous…
Ah… Even though I’d rushed out, the image of her pale skin and that perfect ass had already burned itself deep into my brain. It was more than enough to breathe life back into my cock.
It was already too late… Well… Since I’d come all the way to Busan, it might be good to visit one of the nearby yokai brothels.
I left the hotel and headed toward the yokai brothel district. Since the area was right by the sea, the air was thick with the smell of salt water. Because it was my first time in Busan in a while, I took my time, wanting to find a place with its own unique charm. It took me longer than usual.
Hmm… Where should I go…?
In truth, aside from the ocean scent, it wasn’t all that different from other yokai districts. Yokai calling out to customers in front of shops, others handing out flyers for the establishments they worked at… It was just a typical yokai brothel street.
Still, I decided to walk a little farther. After wandering for quite a while, I spotted a rather striking building right where the sea met the land.
Wait… Was it even a building? It looked like a massive pirate ship. Waves crashed and broke against its walls, and right in the center of the “ship” hung a sign that read Romance of the Sea. At the very top, a black pirate flag with a white skull fluttered in the wind.
Now this was what the ocean felt like!
The entrance… There was a staircase on the side of the building leading up to what looked like the ship’s deck. A sign beside it clearly read “Entrance.”
I climbed the stairs. The building was surprisingly large, so it took quite a while to reach the top. Finally, I stepped onto what resembled the deck of a real pirate ship.
The salty sea breeze blew across the deck, filled with the sound of waves and seagulls, yet somehow it felt peaceful. Where was the counter…?
I looked around, taking in the sights as I searched. No counter or anything similar was visible on the deck. So it must be inside…?
There was an entrance in the middle of the deck. I opened the door and immediately found the counter. Behind it was a mermaid with fish fins instead of ears and a fish tail for her lower body. She was half-submerged in a bathtub, leaning her upper body over the counter as she greeted me.
“Welcome~ to Romance of the Sea.”
Her voice lacked any real enthusiasm. She pulled out a booklet from beneath the counter and placed it in front of me.
“Would you like to make a selection?”
“Ah… Yes, thank you.”
I slowly flipped through the pages. As expected of Busan, there were many ocean yokai I rarely saw in Seoul. Who should I choose…?
A mermaid? No, too ordinary… A fish-man? That felt similar… Oh! There was even a pirate skeleton! But… when it came time to actually pick one, I found myself hesitating. They were all sea yokai, and many were species you could only see in Busan, so choosing was surprisingly difficult.
I kept flipping through the booklet endlessly until my eyes landed on the woman on the very last page.
Huh? This yokai is here? For real? In Busan? This… This is lucky, isn’t it?
“Excuse me, may I request this person?”
The clerk at the counter looked where my finger was pointing and nodded.
“Yes~ Of course. You’re quite fortunate, sir. Our Captain happens to be working today~”
“Captain…?”
She pulled out a small bell from under the counter, rang it with a cheerful ding-ding, and called out loudly.
“Captain~! You’ve been requested~!”
A brief silence followed.
Then came a loud splash—the sound of something bursting out of the water. Splat! Thud! Splat! Thud! Next came the repeated noise of something wet slapping against the wall and sliding down.
Finally, thump, thump, thump—the sound of footsteps crossing the deck.
Bang!!
The door burst open with force.
“Yo ho!! I’m on duty!!”
The woman who strode in with a bold laugh had tanned skin and wore only a sexy black bikini and heeled boots. Her pirate coat wasn’t properly worn—it was draped over her shoulders like a cape, fluttering behind her. Her long, wavy red hair was wet, topped with a rather worn captain’s hat. Her right eye, with its blue iris and sclera showing, held an amused expression, while her left eye was covered by a black eyepatch. When she grinned, sharp shark teeth gleamed in her mouth.
“You the one who requested me? Nice to meet you! I’m the yokai Davy Jones! My name’s Yona!”
She stood tall and introduced herself proudly. Her ample breasts strained against the bikini, barely contained. I reached out and shook her hand.
“I’m Kang Dae-geun.”
Her hand was wet when she took mine. She must have just come out of the sea. Since Davy Jones yokai lived beneath the waves, that made sense. She laughed heartily.
“Hahaha!! You look like a total businessman! Lucky you, visiting on the day I actually showed up for work…”
The clerk at the counter let out a deep sigh.
“Exactly. Captain, please come to work more often. Even though this is a brothel, there’s still a mountain of paperwork…”
“Haha, sorry! Managing the sailors down at the bottom of the sea took longer than expected… But I’ll be coming in more often now, so don’t worry!”
Yona scratched the back of her head awkwardly as she replied to the clerk. Then she turned to me, grinned, and threw an arm around my shoulders, pulling my face close. I could feel the softness of her breast against my arm. Now that I was this close, I realized she was almost as tall as I was.
“Alright~ Then let’s…”
With the arm still around my shoulders, she lightly tickled the area near my nipple with her fingers and began walking. Since the entrance was at the top of the building, we took the stairs down to the lower floors.
The room… or should I call it a cabin? Anyway, once we entered the room, we each took a shower. As usual, I showered first and waited for her.
The room itself was no different from any ordinary brothel—nothing more than a plain motel room. The only refreshing touch was the view of the sea through the window. Stepping out onto the balcony would let you enjoy the refreshing sea breeze. It felt quite romantic.
I waited for her while smoking a cigarette, as I always did.
Finally, the bathroom door opened. A massive cloud of steam surged out, filling the room with incredible force. Even the smoke from my cigarette was swallowed up and disappeared within it.
She emerged from the steam wearing her bikini, which somehow looked even more erotic than being fully naked. Her firm breasts and sexy hips were proudly on display.
“Oh! You smoke too? Mind if I join you with one?”
“Ah… Sure…”
Yona began rummaging through the pockets of her coat hanging on the wall. I hadn’t noticed earlier, but on her back was a large tattoo of a monster with many tentacles. It looked like a giant octopus.
Soon she pulled out a thick, long cigar and a cigar cutter from an inner pocket. I moved the ashtray from my side to the table near her.
“Ah, thanks.”
Yona leaned back in her chair, cut the end of the cigar, placed it in her mouth, and slowly lit it. The thick cigar burned evenly. Once it was fully lit, she took a deep, powerful drag. The flame raced inward, but the cigar was so large and long that it still extended well past the length of my finger.
She inhales cigars… that hard?
“Pwahhh~ That’s good~”
She exhaled a thick cloud of smoke. I wasn’t sure if it was a trait of the Davy Jones yokai or just Yona’s own, but she seemed completely fine after inhaling so deeply.
“Alright… Shall we get started~?”
With the cigar tucked in the corner of her mouth and a playful smile on her face, she approached me. She might look bold and boyish, but her movements showed she knew exactly how to seduce a man.
Her swaying hips, her breasts bouncing enticingly with every step, and the seductive smile she gave me—everything about her was perfectly designed to captivate a man.
Yona gave my chest a light push, knocking me back onto the bed. Then she straddled my hips and stripped off her bikini entirely. Her breasts, no longer restrained by the fabric, sprang free and finally tasted the open air. Between her legs, her pubic hair was neatly trimmed, much neater than I’d expected.
“How’s that~? Want to touch?”
She took my hand and placed it on her breast. Her soft, springy flesh filled my palm completely. I slowly rubbed it, feeling her nipple brush against my skin.
“Hngh! You’re pretty good at touching, huh? You must have some experience?”
“Haha, a little…”
She plucked the cigar from her mouth with her fingers, leaned down, and kissed me. Her tongue swirled wildly inside my mouth. It felt just like the tentacles of the octopus monster tattooed on her back. Her taste was the bitter flavor of cigar—bitter, yet addictive… smoky, yet rich.
The inside of her mouth felt strangely sharp against my tongue. Every time I explored it, I could feel her pointed shark teeth grazing my tongue, but it didn’t hurt or feel unpleasant. If anything, it heightened the sensation of invading her mouth.
Each of these small details became powerful stimulation, sending blood rushing to my cock. It stood tall, rubbing between the cleft of her ass.
“Mmm… Slurp, slurp…”
“Pwah…”
She pulled her tongue away, placed the cigar back in the corner of her mouth, and sat up straight. She grabbed my cock, which had been grinding between her cheeks, and guided it to her entrance.
“Ah~ This is a bit big, isn’t it?”
She let out a soft moan as she sank down, taking me all the way to the root. Her inner walls writhed like a living creature, squeezing my cock tightly.
Ooh! This was… quite intense…
Not to be outdone, I grabbed her breasts and gently teased her hardened nipples with my thumb and forefinger. Suddenly she began slowly rocking her hips, and incredibly lewd sounds started coming from where we were joined.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
The more she moved, the more love juices flowed from inside her, soaking my cock. The wet sounds grew even louder.
“Aahng~! Ungh!!”
As the mood intensified, her hips began moving faster. The wet slapping sounds turned into the loud impact of flesh against flesh. Smoke puffed from her mouth in rhythm with her movements, like steam from a locomotive.
Pah! Pang! Pang!
“Ugh! Ohh! You like that?”
“Ungh! Yes… It’s too stimulating!”
She narrowed her one visible eye, fully savoring the cock buried inside her. The sticky, writhing walls of her pussy combined with her powerful hip movements made it almost impossible to hold back.
“I… I’m about to cum…”
“Aahng!! Cum!! I’m… I’m close too!! Here I go!!”
“Ungh!!”
Ash from her cigar fell onto her chest with a soft plop. She stopped moving, sat firmly on my hips, and trembled as she took every drop of the semen surging up from within me.
“Haa… haa… It’s been a while since I felt it this strongly…”
Breathing heavily, she pulled my cock out of her. From her spread pussy, warm, sticky semen trickled out and dripped onto the bed.
“You’re pretty good, you know?”
She propped herself up on one arm, almost lying down as she panted. Sweat glistened on her tanned skin, adding to her sensuality. The way her breasts and belly rose and fell with each breath was oddly cute.
I’d just cum, but… already…
I grabbed her arm as she tried to catch her breath and pulled her face toward mine. I nearly got burned by her cigar. I plucked the half-smoked cigar from her fingers and kissed her. Once again, I felt her shark teeth with my tongue as we explored each other’s mouths.
“Mmph?! Mmm!”
Yona seemed startled at first, but I didn’t stop kissing her. When I finally pulled away, both her cheeks were flushed red and her one visible pupil was trembling.
Ooh… Seeing her embarrassed like this was strangely arousing…
My cock reacted again to her seductive appearance. I placed the cigar back between her lips. She steadied her trembling eyes and looked at me with a competitive glint.
“Ooh~ You’re pretty good at this? And you’re already hard again?”
She got up from the bed, placed the mostly finished cigar on the ashtray, and smiled at me.
“Did you see the tattoo on my back?”
Huh? Was she talking about that octopus-monster tattoo from earlier…?
“Alright, shall we get serious now?”
The moment she finished speaking, octopus tentacles began wriggling out from her back. They moved with incredible speed, wrapping around and stroking my body. The slippery texture of octopus skin covered me completely. Occasionally the suckers would attach to my skin and pull away with a loud schlick sound.
“I’ll make you feel even better now~”
With a red flush on her face, she licked her lips with her tongue between those sharp shark teeth. Her wavy red hair had transformed into the tentacles of a red octopus, writhing together with the ones sprouting from her back.
Whoa!! Ungh!!
It was a completely new sensation. The feeling of an octopus sliding all over my body… It wasn’t bad at all. The slippery tentacles stimulated every inch of me, guiding me toward climax. Their every movement seemed designed solely to make my cock pour semen into her womb.
The room filled with the sticky sounds of tentacles, the loud schlick of suckers pulling away, and our mingled moans.
After I’d cum several times, she finally retracted the tentacles, lay back on the bed, and lit up a fresh cigar.
The one she’d kept earlier had burned completely away during our session. She began telling me old adventure stories. Tales of roaming the ocean depths and fighting sea monsters, reuniting with a former comrade who had betrayed her and dueling him, and how she eventually ended up opening this brothel… Exciting, pulse-pounding stories poured from her lips.
“Here, take a puff.”
When she finished her story, she placed the cigar she’d been smoking between my lips. I took a small drag, filling my mouth with smoke, then exhaled.
“It’s been a really long time since someone made me cum like that. You’re amazing, Hyung-ssi.”
“Haha, not at all. It’s nothing…”
She laughed heartily.
“Hahaha! Come visit often, Hyung-ssi. I’ll give you special service.”
“I’d love that, but I’m only here on a business trip from Seoul. If I have reason to come back to Busan, I’ll definitely visit again.”
Yona looked rather disappointed.
“Ehh? That’s a shame…? Oh! Then…”
She suddenly jumped up and rummaged through the coat hanging on the wall. She pulled something from the inner pocket where she’d kept the cigars earlier.
“Here! This is my business card! Since you’re a businessman, let’s end this like businessmen do.”
“Haha! Sounds good.”
Her cute gesture made me laugh. I accepted her black business card, which featured a pirate flag, and took out one of my own from my jacket’s inner pocket to give to her.
“If you ever come to Busan again, contact me. I can help you with more than just this kind of thing.”
“Ah, thank you. If you ever come to Seoul, please contact me too, Yona.”
And with that, my first visit to a yokai brothel in Busan came to an end.
The next day was the first weekend of the trip, and I had planned to go out with Manager Ha to explore Busan. However…
“Ugh…! I think I’m gonna throw up…”
“Haha… I told you to drink in moderation yesterday.”
“Ugh! Sorry…”
Because of Manager Ha’s terrible hangover, I couldn’t properly explore Busan. Instead, I spent the day nursing her in the hotel. Still… the pork and rice soup we had to cure her hangover was delicious… Haha…