Chapter 85
Chapter 85
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Last Group Meeting
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Shin Ayoung's personal message made it seem like she'd completely decided I was a ghost.
Last time, she'd told me not to be late on the group assignment, but now she was openly telling me not to be late at night too.
I figured it might be fine to just admit I was a ghost and apologize, but I was also curious about how exactly she'd try to catch me in the act.
Since things had come to this, I decided to deny it all the way to the end.
Insisting that I absolutely wasn't a ghost—that it was all just her imagination.
Not sure if it'd fly, though.
Eh, it'd work itself out somehow.
Around 4 p.m., about 14 hours later.
After hitting the gym and taking a break, I suddenly realized one problem.
Tomorrow's group meeting involved each of us going up front to present, but that was impossible in a quiet cafe.
I tried imagining standing up alone at the table to explain—nothing could be funnier.
Looked like we had to change venues.
I immediately grabbed my phone and sent a message in the group chat.
With that, the chat ended.
An actual visit to Shin Ayoung's place.
Felt kinda weird, but I'd worry about tomorrow when it came.
For now, just rest until my shift.
At the convenience store, Han Hee-jin had a brighter expression than yesterday, while Han Chae-ah was frowning slightly—the complete opposite of usual. I couldn't adjust.
"Mm..."
"What's up, manager?"
"Just feeling kinda itchy all over."
"Isn't that workaholism? You'll wreck your body—take it easy."
"No, not like that... My body literally feels itchy. It's been like this lately."
Han Hee-jin must've relieved her stress with that masturbation stream yesterday.
As for Han Chae-ah... maybe the oil's effects were kicking in?
About 10 days since I first applied it, so it made sense.
If so, the itchy spot was probably her nipples.
She couldn't touch them outright, just twitching a bit—seemed right.
"Anyway, Woojin's here, so I'll head to store 1. Tomorrow's the weekend, so hang in there today."
"Leave it to me. Don't worry."
"Hee-jin, you too. See you later."
"Yeah, sis, later."
Ding-ding.
Once Han Chae-ah left, I talked to Han Hee-jin.
I was curious, but her comment from yesterday's stream about not talking to me was bugging me too.
"You look much better today. Something good happen?"
"Just relieved some stress yesterday."
"Picked up a hobby?"
"Yeah... sorta? Had some free time after a while."
"Late-night hobby? What is it—can you tell me?"
"You gonna pry into a woman's private hobby? No way."
"...Sorry for asking."
Her eyes suddenly turned scary, so I dropped it.
I hadn't expected her to admit the masturbation stream anyway.
Still, she could've made up something like working out or gaming.
I shrank back a bit and helped with checkout while doing my tasks.
Time passed like that until 10 p.m.
Manager would be back soon.
"Haa... Hi, I'm here. Hey, Hee-jin."
"Welcome back. Good work."
"Thanks. Oh, Woojin. Sorry to ask right away, but..."
"Anything."
"Could you massage my shoulders? The one from yesterday felt so good, I can't stop thinking about it."
"Of course. Over here."
Han Chae-ah sat in the same spot as yesterday.
I naturally moved behind her, brushing her hair aside.
She'd worked hard—nice perfume mixed with faint sweat rose up.
I placed my hands on her slightly damp short-sleeved shirt and started pressing.
Her sleeves rode up a bit, and her breasts jiggled.
Caught up in the sight, I unconsciously pressed harder.
"Hng...! Haat... Gently... It hurts."
"Sorry."
Perfect lines for misunderstandings if overheard.
I eased up as requested, slowly working out the tension.
"Hng... Yes. There... Good. Keep that pressure..."
About five minutes later.
Han Chae-ah turned to me with a satisfied look.
"Your big hands really do the trick. Thanks."
"No problem. It was nothing."
Seeing her smile, I glanced at Han Hee-jin beside us.
But she was her usual blank self, so I left it.
Time flowed on to 11:30 p.m.
I finished my shift and got home.
While resting, KakaoTalk pinged again.
KakaoTalk!
I let out an impressed sigh.
Smart—no overlaps in what we buy, or awkwardness if someone forgets.
Great foresight.
But did we need gifts for the lion's den?
Saturday.
Right on time at the supermarket, Seo Arin and Jang Minhyuk were waiting.
They waved big when they saw me.
"Hi, group leader!"
"Finally the last one, bro."
"Hey. Hot out—let's head inside first?"
"Yess~"
Popular with college kids, it was a pretty big supermarket.
We browsed slowly, picking drinks and coffee.
"No one's been to Ayoung's place before, right? I'm so excited."
"No one from our school has, I bet. Shin Ayoung's house."
"Bet it smells like flowers, super clean and pretty."
The good smell was right... but it also had pussy juice scent sometimes.
Weekends at night, though.
"What about you, group leader? What do you think?"
"Uh... Yeah, I'm excited too."
"Right? Me too!"
I'd been there plenty, knew the layout, where the dildos were, everything—but they were picturing a flower garden.
Made sense with her looks.
We grabbed some snacks and headed to Shin Ayoung's.
Into the building she specified, found the right unit, rang the bell.
"Who is it?"
"Hey, Ayoung, it's us!"
"Coming out now."
Clear voice, door opened.
A real floral fragrance hit my nose.
"Come in, everyone. I tidied up since you were coming."
Inside felt a bit different from usual.
Cleaner, fresher vibe.
"Coming in~"
Seo Arin and Jang Minhyuk went in one by one.
I showed Shin Ayoung the bag in my hand and stepped forward.
"We got these together since you're lending your place."
"You didn't have to... Thanks. Mr. Ghost."
That last bit whispered just for me.
Didn't expect it with them there—I flinched.
She smirked at me.
"What'd you say, Ayoung?"
"Nothing. Come on in."
Was trying to play non-ghost.
Already took a hit.
I set the bags on the desk and unpacked.
Coffee, snacks—simple stuff.
We sat around with our shares, and Shin Ayoung spoke first.
"So, how's it feel being in my room? Counting my parents, I can count visitors on one hand."
"Told you it'd smell like flowers—and it does! Room's pretty too."
"Surprised it's so normal. Thought it'd be flashy."
Seo Arin and Jang Minhyuk shared their thoughts.
Shin Ayoung beamed happily, then looked at me.
"What about you, group leader?"
"Super clean, nice smell."
"Hehe... Thanks. Oh, give me a sec—bathroom break before we start."
She went to the bathroom, and my phone buzzed right after.
Super suspicious timing.
Hid it from the two beside me and checked KakaoTalk.
Sure enough, from Shin Ayoung.
I gasped when I opened it.
"Gasp...!"
"What's wrong, bro?"
"Nothing."
Calmed my pounding heart and looked again.
One photo and one message.
Her actions always beyond expectation.
Shin Ayoung:I'm not wearing panties right now. Oh, did I send that by mistake? :)
📸 [A selfie of Shin Ayoung holding up black panties in front of the mirror]