Chapter 103
Chapter 103
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Secret Account Exposed
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Friday.
None of the accounts I'd posted on had gotten any replies.
Not from Han Hee-jin, or even regular people.
"Is it because I have so few followers? It feels like no one's even seeing them."
I mean, who would notice if I just dumped photos on empty accounts?
You need to spruce them up, have a bunch of friends, and let it spread before replies start coming in.
The problem was that it was too damn annoying to do all that. I was already swamped with studying and everything else.
I couldn't afford to waste time on this.
But if things stayed like this, it might take weeks—or months—for even one person to notice. Wasn't there a better way?
I fiddled with my phone, lost in thought.
Why was I obsessing over this, anyway?
Guess it's true—during exam season, everything but studying feels fun.
I was scrolling idly, checking for more Han Hee-jin memes, when the screen dimmed with an incoming call.
Riiiing... riiiing...
[Shin Ayoung]
She'd been calling more often lately.
I had something to ask her anyway, and it was a good excuse to take a break, so I hit accept.
"Hello?"
"Oh, Woojin oppa! It's been a while."
"Yeah...? Oppa? And 'it's been a while'? We saw each other in the lab a few days ago."
"Wow... you're so cold. We've even had sex, and you're still so formal. Not even calling me by name properly."
I'd kinda noticed that myself.
We were lab partners, and we'd tangled bodies countless times.
Keeping semi-formal speech was one thing, but adding "-ssi" to her name felt awkward.
Especially since we weren't that far apart in age.
"Fine. So what should I call you?"
"Hm... call me by name."
"Shin Ayoung?"
"Ayoungie."
"That... feels a bit much, doesn't it?"
"What's wrong with it between us? Are you embarrassed?"
Honestly, I'd never called a girl by her first name before, so I had zero immunity.
Oppa was the same—no experience there either.
"I'll think about it."
"Aww, you totally look embarrassed."
Shin Ayoung giggled cutely.
She was half right, so her sharp intuition made me feel awkwardly sheepish.
"Anyway, why'd you call?"
"Oh, right! Tomorrow's Saturday, right? Do you know what day that is?"
"Yeah... I know."
"So, how about we take tomorrow off and study together on Sunday? At my place."
"Sunday?"
"Monday's the group presentation. Let's do a final run-through, just the two of us."
"...Got it."
"Come in the evening, not late at night. Bring your study stuff."
"Okay. See you then."
"Bring the onahole too. Don't forget. Oppa~."
The call ended.
Talking to Shin Ayoung always left me feeling drained.
But her innocent approachability was oddly refreshing.
It even cleared my head a bit.
Yeah. What good would worrying do?
Sticking close to Han Hee-jin would turn something up eventually.
I killed time and left the house at 5:40.
The convenience store was right there, and as I approached, a familiar figure came into view.
Han Chae-ah, wiping down the outdoor tables.
Her huge ass swaying around was seriously eye-catching.
Especially with the jeans wedged deep into her crack—it cranked up the sexiness even more.
I watched for a moment, then deliberately made my footsteps loud as I approached.
"Hi. Feeling better?"
"Huh? Oh, Woojin-ssi! Thanks to your concern, yeah, much better."
"No more dark circles, and your face looks brighter. You must've gotten some good rest."
"Ah... yeah. I really crashed."
Han Chae-ah averted her eyes slightly as she spoke.
"I'll finish wiping these down, so go inside and rest. You still look a bit worn out."
"You sure? Thanks, then."
"Leave it to me."
I took the rag from her and started cleaning.
It was almost done anyway—no real grime left.
Score some points without breaking a sweat. Perfect.
A bit later, I headed inside to cool air.
Han Chae-ah smiled and pointed to the fridge.
"Good job. Coming early to help out like that. Grab whatever drink you want—it's on me."
"Sure. I'll chug this and bring it over."
I gave Han Hee-jin a quick nod and ducked into the bathroom.
Sweet, fresh scent.
Probably from Han Chae-ah using it just now—full of cosmetic smells.
I took a deep breath while rinsing the rag, then eyed the toilet beside me.
Thinking both Han Hee-jin and Han Chae-ah had used it made me feel weirdly off.
But it was just a fleeting thought. I wasn't pervy enough to dwell.
I wrung it out quick and headed out.
Grabbed a drink and went to the counter; Han Chae-ah scanned it.
"Store manager-ssi, not heading to the main branch today? It's almost 6."
"Staying here to catch up on backlog. Would it be better if I wasn't around?"
"No way. I actually missed you."
"Oh? That's a relief. I was worried you'd chase me off."
"Pfft, who chases who? Don't say scary stuff."
Ding-ding.
Three customers walked in right after. Rush hour kicking off.
With three at the counter, it'd be in the way, so I went out to restock shelves.
Felt like more people than usual.
Items flew off as fast as I put them up; I kept at it.
Then music started from the speakers.
An old K-pop track I hadn't heard in ages.
Riding the rhythm, I worked nonstop until the store quieted down.
My back started aching, so I headed to the counter for a break.
"Good work. Thanks to you restocking nonstop, we sold more."
"Nah, just doing what needed doing."
"Your legs must hurt. Sit here and man the counter. We'll handle the rest."
Han Chae-ah took Han Hee-jin and went out.
Sitting idle, I glanced at the CCTV feeds.
Then spotted a phone under the counter. Sleek new model in pale pink.
Speaker cord plugged into it—probably left there to keep the music going.
Pink screamed Han Hee-jin.
For a split second, I wanted to unlock the screen, but snooping someone's phone is crossing a line.
Plus, it'd be locked anyway. I gave up quick.
Looked away and scanned the store again. Then Han Hee-jin's phone buzzed.
Viiiing...
I glanced over. A message flashed briefly on the black screen before vanishing.
It definitely said:
qhwl342: thank you!
Fresh in my mind, so accurate.
English thank-you. Foreign friend?
She's pretty; makes sense she'd have one or two.
...But didn't she say she doesn't do SNS at all?
A lightbulb went off.
I pulled out my phone and jumped online.
Dug into Twitter's visit history and found that masturbation video page from before.
"Ha..."
There it was.
Exactly as I'd guessed.
A reply thanking for the link.
And right as that comment posted, Han Hee-jin's phone buzzed.
No way it was coincidence.
To be absolutely sure, I logged into my burner account quick.
I typed fast. As my comment posted...
Viiiing...
Han Hee-jin's phone lit up with my nickname on screen.
I couldn't help but laugh in disbelief.
Didn't expect to crack this so fast.
I looked up. Han Hee-jin was wiping shelves in the distance.
Same blank expression as always.
Now I had her secret account and knew about the masturbation streams.
All that was left was sending a message.
My brain kicked into overdrive.
So, how and when to...
"Woojin-ssi? Why the serious face?"
"Huh? Oh, nothing."
Han Chae-ah poked her head out from the other side.
Startled, but I played it cool.
Calming down, I saw she held bread in hand.
She caught my gaze and wiggled it side to side.
"Wanna share? Hotteok. Got hungry."
She unwrapped and handed me one.
"Thanks. Digging in."
I took a big bite and sneaked a peek at her chest.
Arms on the counter, squeezing her tits together.
Impossible not to stare.
Naturally, I zeroed in on her nipples, and her posture sparked a question.
Her nips seemed trained enough now, and her pussy could take fingers.
Yet she was walking around fine. Weird.
I'd aimed to make her moan from the slightest brush.
What happened while I wasn't looking?
"Store manager-ssi. What'd you do yesterday while off?"
"Huh? Yesterday... just rolled around in bed all day."
"See a doctor?"
"Nah. Just felt drained—no need."
"I see..."
Did she really sleep all day?
No oil yesterday, so maybe.
No way to check, so I dropped it.
Come to think of it, what was Han Chae-ah's score now?
About two weeks of steady nightly links—must be stacked.
Guessing around 60 points.
3-4 orgasms per peeping session, plus one nightly. That tracked.
Time to farm points for real.
Last time the women's total broke 500, onahole upgraded.
Wonder what came after.
Maybe hidden unlocks.
Shin Ayoung fixed at 300/300.
Yoon Hye-yoon mid-200s?
Han Hee-jin... around 20?
She came a few times on stream—not zero.
Was linked to the onahole, after all.
'Gonna sort it all out at home.'
Exam season really brings the fun.