Chapter 166
Chapter 166
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Chapter 166 - 165 진짜든 아니든 상관없어
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Translator: crow
Chapter 166: Awkward Glances
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"So don't worry and help Hee-jin out."
"Got it. Call me if there's anything you need me to do."
Does that mean she'll be sticking around the whole five hours? It's been a really long time since Han Chae-ah last hung out here like this.
And after going through something like that yesterday, the timing today is just too perfect. Talk about exquisite.
I scratched my head and headed inside to get ready.
Time flew by as we focused on sales. Han Hee-jin and I were busy ringing up customers.
"Thank you."
Taking advantage of a brief lull with no customers, she turned her head toward me, finally pulling her eyes away from the register.
Her brows furrowed as she spoke.
"Unnie seems kinda off today, don't you think?"
It was a sudden question. Of course, I knew exactly what she meant, but I played dumb.
"Off how? I haven't noticed anything."
"No way, you can't fool my eyes. There's definitely something going on."
"If you figure it out, clue me in. Now you've got me curious."
Han Hee-jin's eyes went wide at my words, her face saying what the hell are you talking about?
"You're talking about you, oppa?"
"...Out of nowhere? What did I even do?"
"Unnie's been avoiding you all weird-like. Is it a firing signal or something?"
"If I get fired, I'll starve to death... No way."
"Ahem... Excuse me, Park Woojin. It's uncomfortable having you around, so don't come in starting tomorrow. I'll pay you the rest of your wages right away."
"You wanna die?"
Han Hee-jin giggled, doing a spot-on impression of Han Chae-ah.
A moment later, we both stopped laughing at the exact same time and looked straight ahead, as if we'd planned it.
Amid the bustling crowd, Han Chae-ah was working away. She'd left us to man the counter.
As I observed her profile, a customer approached the counter.
Just as I was about to look away, our eyes met by coincidence.
Whoosh.
She whipped her hair around and quickly averted her gaze.
Normally, she'd at least give a little nod. This was definitely different.
"See? Unnie looking all flustered like that. Isn't it weird?"
Han Hee-jin had seen it too and poked my side with her elbow.
"That's flustered? Maybe she was just checking on the counter situation."
"You think I can't tell after living with her for twenty years? That's 100% it."
"So what's your point?"
"That's my line. Why's unnie avoiding your eyes whenever she looks at you...?"
Because I kept thrusting until she came anally while calling out her name, that's why.
Still, I thought she'd act like nothing happened in real life. Guess the impact was bigger than I expected.
"Maybe...?"
"Maybe what."
"You didn't confess to unnie or anything, right? That's why she's dodging you and fidgeting."
"Go get yourself checked into a psych ward right now. You looked sick yesterday—turns out it was your head."
"Why're you reacting so defensively? Got something to hide?"
"Should I start spreading fake rumors that you confessed to someone?"
"Tch, forget it. Just testing the waters."
Han Hee-jin never backed down, not even a single word. But her tone made it clear she was joking.
Of course, she knew I was joking too.
Beep.
"Thank you."
A few more customers passed through. It was getting boring just ringing them up, so Han Hee-jin started talking again.
"Man, I'm dying to know. Why's unnie acting like that?"
"She probably has her reasons. Why are you so nosy about it?"
"She was fine up until yesterday... It just hit different all of a sudden. Unless you showed up in her dreams and, like, jumped her or something?"
"Why ask me? Did I do it?"
"Even if it was a dream, if you did it, you did it."
I did, yeah. I answered inwardly and decided to change the subject.
This could drag on until closing if I didn't.
"We'll ask her about that later. But speaking of changes in just one day, it's not just the manager."
"Who?"
"You."
I pointed at Han Hee-jin. She raised both hands slightly in surrender.
She shrugged and replied.
"I'm the same as always."
"Yesterday your face was beet red and you looked half-dead? Drooling and everything."
"The drool... my hand slipped, okay? Anyway, I slept like a rock. Passed out the second I got home."
"You look it. Totally refreshed."
As we chatted, the store had quieted down before we knew it.
Just then, Han Chae-ah finished up and approached us.
"Good work, everyone. Busy day today."
"No big deal. You had it rough with all the customers, manager."
Han Chae-ah smiled and sat down next to me.
"It's rare having all three of us here. How about a snack break? Go pick out whatever you want."
"Sure thing. Thanks for the food."
The moment I started to stand, Han Hee-jin pressed down on my shoulder and got up instead.
"Unnie, I'll grab it. You two rest."
"Oh... okay."
The silence hit the second Han Hee-jin left. No word captured the moment better.
A sidelong glance showed Han Chae-ah fidgeting with her fingers.
"Manager."
"Y-yes?!?"
"Did I do something wrong? You've been keeping your distance all of a sudden."
"N-no... Woojin, you didn't do anything wrong. It's all me."
She waved her hands frantically and shook her head. Her eyes swept over my shoulder and arm.
Like last night was flashing back, she rubbed harder.
"Good to know. I was bracing myself to get fired, thinking you hated me."
"Why would I hate you? You do great work, and you're so diligent. As long as you don't cause any major trouble, that'll never happen."
Her firm expression seemed genuine. But to me, it kept overlapping with last night's melted face.
The one screaming she'd cum from her mouth, tears and drool streaming...
"Woojin?"
Her prompting snapped me back. She was staring at me with wide eyes.
I must've been staring too obviously.
"Zoned out for a sec. Sorry."
"If you're tired, take a break. You can even go into the storage room."
"I'm fine. Not that worn out."
I rolled my neck to shake off the awkwardness.
Crack.
The bones popped loudly. As I massaged my shoulders and stretched, Han Chae-ah stood from her chair.
"Want me to do it? You've massaged me a few times before, so this is payback..."
"Sure, if you insist."
Han Chae-ah moved behind me. The moment her hands touched my shoulders, I felt something against my back.
A softness so subtle you'd miss it if you weren't paying attention.
I didn't need to look to know it was her breasts.
They were big enough that it was unavoidable, rubbing softly with every massage motion.
"How's the pressure?"
"Perfect. Keep it like that."
As she continued, her touch changed. Stickier, slower movements.
Less like a massage, more like groping.
"You must hit the gym regularly. Your muscles are so firm."
"I keep it moderate so I don't bulk up too much. What do you think, manager?"
"Huh? Oh... yeah. Looks good. No woman would dislike it."
"Hearing that from you makes it even better."
"Aw, come on. Just calling it like I see it."
Han Chae-ah kneaded timidly for a bit, then spoke quietly.
"Oh, right. Woojin, about that title... Not 'manager,' but..."
"Nice vibe. Here, eat this."
She was mid-sentence when Han Hee-jin returned, arms full of snacks.
A tiny sigh escaped from behind me. At the same time, her hands left my shoulders, and the warm sensation on my back vanished.
"Dig in, everyone. Get more if it's not enough."
"Thanks for the food."
'Haa... Why is this happening?'
After work, Han Chae-ah was showering. Hot water poured over her as she lost herself in thought.
Just one day. The Health Guardian had only mimicked Woojin, but the aftershocks were beyond imagination.
A body never touched by another person. She had no resistance to men because of it.
But hearing a familiar voice and seeing a familiar body, climaxing so hard she blanked out—that hit hardest.
'His body feels good, his voice too...'
Being held in those firm arms while he called her name played a big part. Nothing like doing it solo.
And an anal orgasm she could never tell anyone about. The taboo thrill gave her goosebumps.
Does Woojin know? That she came from being touched by someone just like him.
If he found out, she'd never be able to face him again.
The Health Guardian that made it possible. Just from yesterday's display, it was clear it wasn't human.
Shifting her body blue at will, even speaking directly into her mind.
Alien? Ghost? Ridiculous thoughts, but she couldn't dismiss them.
One thing was sure: it'd been watching her for a long time. It knew everything she'd done.
She wasn't sure if it really came from her body, but since it introduced itself as the Health Guardian, she'd go with that.
There was a way to test it. Ask about exactly where her body hurt, what she shouldn't do. Vague answers would expose it.
"Hoo..."
Han Chae-ah let out a huge sigh that echoed in the bathroom.
She'd run through all those thoughts endlessly, but she lacked the courage to act.
Helping her masturbate with a friend's body and voice until her mind went white? No normal person could refuse that.
But if she asked those questions and the so-called 'Health Guardian' bolted, she'd never get that experience again.
The pleasure etched into her body screamed no.
Torn between reason and instinct, Han Chae-ah already knew the conclusion.
The Health Guardian hadn't shown up at all today.
It hadn't done anything bad, so she'd watch it for a while. Enjoy some solo sessions on the side.
It probably wouldn't leave even if she told it to go away.
With a slightly brighter face, Han Chae-ah turned off the shower.
As she toweled off, the scene from a few hours ago resurfaced.
"But during that massage earlier, Woojin's pants were bulging so much... Is it really that big?"