Chapter 262
Chapter 262
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Master's Panties, Please
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"Still not here."
I'd figured it would be waiting when I woke up, but the front door was spotless.
Even a company with cutting-edge tech probably shuts down at night, right?
With tech that advanced, it had to be a massive corporation—probably with great benefits, too. No work after hours.
Or maybe not?
I scratched my head and pulled out my phone. The digital clock read 10:00 AM.
It was Thursday, and classes started next Monday. That left me with just four days of free time.
No matter how late, it'd arrive by tomorrow, so I decided not to sweat it.
Screech.
While I was out enjoying the morning view, the neighbor's door swung open.
Park Seo-yoon emerged with a refreshed look on her face, letting out a big sigh.
No mask or hat—just her bare face.
As expected from a top-tier idol, she was stunningly pretty.
And thanks to that 1000-point upgrade, her skin practically glowed with vitality.
To see her unmasked face after just one day...
I seized the moment and spoke first.
"Morning. Nice day, huh?"
"Oh, hi. Um..."
"I'm Park Woojin, 24, living in 502."
"I'm Park Seo-yoon. I just moved in yesterday."
She gave a polite nod as she said her name. Was that a habit?
It instantly planted a "good girl" image in my mind.
Grateful for the perfect timing that led to a smooth intro, I moved on to the next topic.
"New to the neighborhood? You must go to Mirae University then."
"Yeah... I just transferred in."
"Must've studied hard. Transfers are brutal."
"Y-yeah...?"
She brushed it off vaguely.
She was holding back, trying to keep her personal info under wraps.
Of course, I knew she was a superstar idol, but acting like I did would've been a bad move right now.
First things first: spark some interest with our shared university connection.
"I go to Mirae too. The campus is huge and gorgeous—you won't regret it."
"I've visited a few times. Lots of spots to hang out, tons of people..."
Her eyes lit up with longing.
She's got fantasies about campus life, huh?
I had no idea what she was picturing, but I could already see her freshman's flower garden getting trampled.
Assignment bombs, group projects, exam hell.
Survive those three, and poof—no time for fun. Before she knew it, she'd be neck-deep in the daily grind.
Granted, maybe it was worse in engineering, but she didn't strike me as the type here to actually attend classes properly. I swallowed the harsh truth.
We traded empty small talk for a bit.
Didn't want to overstay, so I took the hint and bowed out.
Eye contact and name exchange in one day? Solid win.
"Have a good one. I'll head in."
"Sure."
She perked up, clearly thinking the same. Nodded eagerly.
Affinity probably went up by at least 1.
Satisfied, I headed home.
Six hours later, back from the gym, there was a small box at my door.
No way this could fit a wireless-connected dildo.
Weighed next to nothing, like a feather.
Something missing?
I took it inside anyway. Ripped open the tape: five laxative pills and an enema kit, neatly packed.
Rubbed my eyes—no dildo anywhere.
Of course the priciest item gets lost. Time to inquire.
It wasn't a scam; there had to be a reason.
[The wireless-connected dildo from yesterday's order is missing. Please check.]
-Wireless-connected dildos are made-to-order items; production starts after purchase. It's still manufacturing—please wait a bit longer. Shipping complete today.
Other items were in stock and shipped immediately, so no worries there.
Made sense—high-tech took time.
Though shipping same-day from manufacturing was impressive.
At least I got confirmation. Relieved.
The thought of it in someone else's hands was nightmare fuel.
I sighed in relief and stashed the pills and enema in a drawer.
*
As I arranged some merchandise, Han Hee-jin snuck up behind me.
She patted my back and pointed at her phone.
"Master, my sister just messaged. She's swamped and needs help."
"Yeah? When does she want me?"
"ASAP would be great."
"Got it. I'll call her."
I pulled out my phone and casually slipped a hand into her pants.
Squeeze, squeeze.
Always so firm and perky.
I gripped hard enough for my fingers to sink in, and she shot me a glare.
"You did it yesterday, and now again..."
"Oh, Branch Manager? You called for me?"
Groping the little sister while calling the big sis. Even I knew it was trashy, but damn, it turned me on.
"Yeah~ I'm buried in end-of-month reports and have a backlog. Mind helping?"
"Head to Store 1's office?"
"Actually, I left important docs in the car. Could you grab 'em on your way?"
"The car?"
"Keys are probably there. You know how scatterbrained I get."
"Got it. With travel time, about 20 minutes."
"You know my usual parking spot, right? It's there."
"Yep. See you soon."
Busy enough to forget? Hung up.
Then slapped Han Hee-jin's ass hard.
"Eek! Wh-why'd you hit me?"
"You love it, but pretend you don't."
I pulled my hand away and headed to the counter. Rifled everywhere—no car key in sight.
"Seen the car key? Manager left docs in the car, said bring 'em."
"Oh... It's here."
She dug in her pocket and pulled out a shiny key fob.
Seeing that jogged my memory.
"Wait, did I give you panties yesterday?"
"Panties? Oh... right!"
Her face froze in shock. Head snapped around to my bag and stopped.
"It's... inside, right?"
"Didn't touch the bag at all yesterday, so yeah. Unless they grew legs."
Zipped it open: at the bottom, soaked panties in a plastic bag.
Humidity inside promised a hell of a smell.
"Here, take it. Forgot about it too."
"Ugh... you didn't secretly use mine, did you?"
"Use how?"
"You know..."
She blushed and snatched the bag.
Checking the knot told me exactly what she suspected.
"What, scared I jerked off to your panties?"
"...Yeah."
"Didn't. Relax."
"That kinda disappoints me too."
"So what, want me to now?"
"No, give me yours too, Master."
...Did I hear that right? She just asked for my panties?
She fidgeted, aware of her own words.
I pondered for a sec.
"Why should I?"
"'Cause... you took mine, so fair's fair. Lend me yours for a day."
"I forgot mine. You're straight-up asking. We both blanked yesterday—makes no sense."
"Fine then..."
She turned away, visibly bummed.
I'd planned to give 'em anyway—just teasing. That face, though.
I brushed past her to the storeroom.
Out of sight, dropped my pants and eyed the boxer briefs hugging my hips.
Why the hell would she want these? Hot from a girl's view?
Utterly baffling. Shook 'em off quick and went back.
"Here."
"Wha—!? Thank you!"
Han Hee-jin took them reverently, like a holy relic—two hands.
Folded neatly into her handbag.
"Treating them better than me."
"It's Master's."
"...Fine. Don't forget to bring 'em tomorrow."
I could guess what she'd do tonight. Dark circles tomorrow?
Time to head out. I stripped off the uniform. Tapped her shoulder before leaving the counter.
"Don't overdo it. You'll wear yourself out."
"Wh-what are you talking about?!"
"Yeah? What could it be?"
Grinned and leaned to her ear.
"Send two pussy pics—one before, one after you masturbate."
Left without waiting for her stunned reply.
Parking lot's to the left, right?
Twirled the key as I strolled the dark path.
No underwear meant a bit of chafing, but it was an investment in the future. Bearable.
Soon reached the lot. Under streetlights, scanned for Chae-ah noona's car.
Fancy midsize—spotted it quick.
Far end. Pressed the key.
Beep. Unlocked. Opened the driver's door.
"Wack!"
"Gyaaah!"
Jump-scare jolted me back.
"Pfft..."
A shadowy figure laughed at me, hand over mouth, shoulders shaking.
Interior light flicked on, revealing her.
"Did I scare you good, Woojin?"
Navy-blue and purple long two-tone hair. Overwhelmingly massive breasts.
Han Chae-ah, waving papers with a grin.