Chapter 296
Chapter 296
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Maid's Night Service
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"Thanks for your hard work."
"Good work. Woojin~"
We all left the convenience store together and exchanged closing greetings.
Naturally, I turned toward home, while Han Chae-ah and Han Hee-jin headed to the parking lot.
Weeeeng...
The vibration buzzed in my pocket after just a few steps.
I sent a reply and glanced back. Han Hee-jin was looking at me too.
After a brief eye contact, she vanished into the dark street.
I ducked into a corner and mentally calculated the timing.
"Better head out now? Waiting downstairs ahead of time sounds good."
To be safe, I waited five minutes before calling a taxi.
"Thank you."
"Drive safe."
I got out nearby and looked up.
The apartment was so tall I had to crane my neck painfully to see the top.
Slowly scanning down, I stopped at the seventh floor.
'That line of windows, right?'
Light leaked from one, so they must've arrived.
They usually entered together, so a message should come soon.
Weeeeng... Weeeeng...
As if she knew I was watching, my phone rang right on cue.
"Hello?"
"Sis is showering right now. Buzz 7xx at the entrance below and call me. I'll open it right away."
"I'll head over without hanging up."
"Okay."
I bolted to the first floor.
The door opened almost automatically after I buzzed.
I rode the elevator straight up and stood before the sisters' love nest.
Once past this point, there was no turning back.
Not that I'd planned to anyway.
"Right here."
"Opening up."
Han Hee-jin's face popped out the moment she spoke.
She hadn't changed out of her clothes yet.
Tense, she scanned the hallway to confirm no one was around.
Then the door swung wide, and she beckoned me in.
"Carry your shoes and follow me to my room. Can't leave a single trace."
"Thorough, huh? Thought you might forget."
"This is basic."
She turned off the house lights to keep me hidden as much as possible.
The spacious home for two fell silent, and my sharpened ears picked up the sound of running water.
Based on Han Chae-ah's habits I'd observed, she'd shower for at least ten more minutes.
I swallowed hard, imagining her.
Her hair tied up high to stay dry, exposing her pristine white neckline and jaw.
Water tracing her collarbone, dipping into her deep cleavage before reaching her straight navel.
Some would slide down her ass crack, teasing her most sensitive spots.
In between, her hands scrubbing, breasts jiggling with each pass, soft moans escaping...
"Don't stare that way. Hurry over here."
Han Hee-jin jabbed my side hard, interrupting my fun.
I shrugged and pressed right up behind her, feigning innocence.
"Just checking, you know."
"Liar. Hide that dopey grin first."
Was it that obvious?
But no guy could hear that water and not fantasize.
Pure instinct, unavoidable. No excuses needed.
We slipped into her room—wallpapered pink without the real owner's permission.
Click.
The tension melted as the door shut.
Hanee-jin took a deep breath and started stretching.
She rolled her neck and shoulders, loosening up, then headed to the bathroom in the corner.
"I'll shower first, so stay hidden. Sis never comes into my room at this hour. Seriously, don't worry."
"Saying that almost jinxes it."
"...Just hide. And no wandering out thirsty or whatever."
"Why would I?"
So much worrying.
I wouldn't unless I wanted to get caught.
To reassure her, I plopped my ass down on the floor.
She finally entered the bathroom once I pulled out my phone.
Bang.
'Wish it was a motel mirror setup.'
Thick material—no peeking without x-ray vision.
I could voyeur mode or barge in if I wanted to watch.
But I'd get a full nude show later, so I held back.
Instead, I scanned the room.
The computer stood out first.
"Come to think of it, she hasn't streamed in ages."
Lights and cam were dusty, unlike the spotless monitor.
No notifications meant she'd quit for good.
Stream frequency dropped before, but zero since declaring she'd seduce me.
Hadn't checked in semi-transparent mode since. Forgotten in her memories?
I zoned out, reminiscing.
Shhhh...
The long shower finally ended.
The door opened, and a flushed Han Hee-jin burst out.
Her loosely tied robe revealed her taut cleavage down to her navel line.
Perfectly round against her ample chest, it fired up my imagination.
Catching my gaze, she grinned and flapped the robe teasingly.
Expertly avoiding any nipple slips.
"Wanna peek inside? Can't look away, huh?"
"You know, so strip already."
"No romance in you. Anyway, go shower, oppa. Spare toothbrush in the drawer."
Convenience store perks—plenty of supplies.
I sidled up beside her radiating heat.
Paid her teasing back with a hard ass smack.
"Kyaa!"
"No noise, remember?"
"Who... hits out of nowhere?"
"You show off something this tempting and expect me not to?"
Another smack left a handprint. She glared.
Hard to tell if she loved the tease or hated the sting—odd expression.
Masochist anyway; no real offense taken.
Just managing her face.
A few more light taps, then I headed to the bathroom.
Steam filled it, laced with a enticing scent tickling my nose nonstop.
Made sense why smells alone could get you hard.
I breathed deeper than usual and turned on the shower.
Screech.
"All done."
I rubbed my hair with a towel and stepped out.
No Han Hee-jin lounging on the bed with her phone as expected.
"All clean, Master?"
A blonde, blue-eyed girl in a maid outfit knelt demurely on the bed instead.
Voice familiar, actions anything but.
"...What're you doing?"
"Your maid for the night, at your service."
"Oh yeah?"
I'll play along.
I stood still, sizing her up top to bottom.
Maid outfit, sure—but super revealing.
Bottoms: short skirt and long coffee-brown leggings. Top was worse.
Barely covering her chest, semi-sheer fabric hinting at what lay beneath.
"What does a night maid do?"
"Anything Master desires."
Casually calling me "Master."
Effect of last week's training?
'Or jealousy over me banging Chae-ah unnie?'
Expected her to pounce aggressively tonight. Total surprise.
Fine if this was her masochist stress relief. I was game.
I cleared my throat and dove into the role.
"A maid's duty is service. Service. Know what that means?"
"Yes, Master."
She rose from her knees.
Crawled over on all fours and stopped at the bed's edge.
"May I check if you're fully clean?"
"Think I missed spots?"
"Not at all... Just part of the routine."
Her eyes locked on my crotch.
I flapped my robe teasingly, like she did earlier—peek-a-boo style.
"Hurry... Before I cool down."
Forgot her own trick minutes ago.
As I approached slowly, her lips curved up.
"So, how's the inspection?"
"I'll start by removing your robe."
Han Hee-jin reached out and tugged the tie.
It slipped right off since it'd been loose.
My naked body exposed.
No clothes or underwear, obviously.
She stared entranced, head tilting slowly up and down.
Lingering on chest, abs, thighs—then fixating on my dick.
Not even hard yet, but her hot breaths betrayed her arousal.
Unable to hold back, she leaned in and opened wide.
"Then... I'll inspect the most important part first."