Chapter 114: On the Flight Back to Korea
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 114: On the Flight Back to Korea
The flight back to Korea.
After finishing the departure procedures, I faced Hyun-kyung and Coach Lee, both of whom looked reluctant to see me go.
"Text me when you get back. Even if it's the middle of the night here, just send it. I'll reply as soon as I wake up the next day."
Hyun-kyung stared at me with sparkling eyes.
The way her eyes shimmered gave her a cat-like feel, and I couldn't help but chuckle.
"Got it. Don't be so on edge."
"How can I not be? Once you're back in Korea, aren't you going to miss my matches because you're too busy working with Yeong-eun unnie?"
"That won't happen. It's the semifinals now; of course I have to watch."
Hyun-kyung had secured her victory by practically toyed with and overwhelmed her opponent.
Her skills were that outstanding.
She would likely make it all the way to the finals.
"Can I mention your name in the winner's interview?"
"Mention my name?"
"You're one of my coaches, after all."
"Ah, if it's for that, I don't mind."
For a second, I thought she was planning some kind of public confession.
"What were you thinking just now?"
"Huh?"
"You said you didn't mind if it was for that. Does that mean you'd mind if it were something else?"
"You don't need to know."
Thwack!
"Ouch!"
I flicked Hyun-kyung on the forehead. Rubbing the spot, she looked up at me with teary eyes.
"Are you leaving already? I wanted to learn more from you, Teacher Jae-ho. Haha!"
Park Yi-man, the medical coach, had also come.
Ever since I properly treated Hyun-kyung’s injury, he had been treating me like a devoted disciple.
He didn't seem to realize just how much of a burden that was for me.
"I learned a lot this time as well!"
I wasn't sure exactly what he had learned, but if he felt he did, then I suppose he did.
"Ha, haha. I see."
He was supposed to be a world-renowned coach; I worried I might be leading him down the wrong path.
Anyway, as I was finishing my goodbyes...
"Hyun-kyung."
"Yeah?"
"Why is that person here?"
I asked, pointing at Olivia.
Her visit was the one I understood the least.
"Oh, she followed me when I said I was seeing you off. I guess she took a liking to you in her own way."
Hyun-kyung giggled.
I looked at Olivia. When our eyes met, she hurriedly looked away. After hesitating for a moment, she approached me.
"Have a safe trip. Will you be staying in Korea for a while?"
"Probably?"
"...I see. Understood."
I wasn't sure what she understood.
"Anyway, thank you all for coming. I came here alone, but I'm being sent off by so many people. Haha."
I gave an awkward laugh and bid farewell to those who had come to see me off.
—The flight to Incheon will be departing shortly. Passengers, please proceed to Gate 12...
It was time to go.
I finished my final goodbyes to the group.
"Hyun-kyung, see you in Korea. I'll be rooting for your win."
With that, I boarded the plane to Incheon.
*
For the return trip, just as Yeong-eun said, I was in First Class.
"Wow, this is insane."
I thought Business Class offered incredible service, but First Class was on an entirely different level.
"This is my seat?"
"Yes, that is correct."
"Whoa."
Not only was there a door that completely separated the seat from the aisle, but the seat itself converted into a bed when reclined.
It was essentially a small hotel room in its own right.
"This is amazing."
I whistled as I sat down. First Class service was worlds apart from standard seating.
"I will set up your space for you now."
The flight attendant pointed out the locations of various amenities while preparing my seat.
"The bag you see here contains toiletries. If you wish to wash up before or after sleeping, you may request to use the shower room..."
"There's a shower room too?"
"Yes, there is. Would you like to use it now?"
"No, well... I'll ask for it later."
"Understood. Is there anything else you need?"
"No, I'm fine."
The polite flight attendant left with a smile.
"Hmm, fascinating. So this is the famous, expensive First Class."
I wondered if rich people always flew in seats like this when traveling abroad. I couldn't even imagine how much it cost.
As I settled into my seat, I felt the gazes of the flight attendants lingering on me.
I had been feeling it for a while now.
It was probably because it was unusual to see someone in their early to mid-twenties sitting in First Class.
I suppose it's surprising.
I'm surprised myself.
I made a mental note to thank Yeong-eun for arranging this when I got back. Thanks to her, I was having a rare experience.
Soon, the plane took off smoothly.
Not long after takeoff, the in-flight meal was served—a multi-course meal prepared with the finest selected ingredients.
Starting with caviar snacks as an appetizer, followed by truffle pasta, Hanwoo tenderloin steak, and even premium wine that supposedly cost tens of thousands of won per glass.
I truly realized what it felt like to have a pampered palate.
The flight attendant assigned to me even stole glances at me from time to time.
"Hahaha."
I responded to her with an awkward smile.
How much time had passed?
No matter how great First Class was, a long flight was still tedious.
I'm bored.
I had already seen all the movies available, so I was restless.
"Should I wash up?"
I wanted to experience what it was like to shower in the sky.
So, I called the flight attendant and made the request. She handed me a simple set of toiletries and guided me to the shower room.
"Are you planning to sleep afterward?" she asked as I entered.
"Ah, yes. I think so."
"Understood. I will have your bed prepared then."
I stepped into the shower room.
My expectation that an airplane shower would be somewhat flimsy was proven wrong.
Everything was top-notch.
It was amazing that such facilities existed inside a giant hunk of metal flying through the sky.
"Wow."
Sshhhhhh!
The water poured down refreshingly.
I savored the warm water hitting my body, enjoying a shower 10,000 meters above the ground.
It was truly a unique experience.
The feeling that it was somehow more refreshing than usual probably wasn't just my imagination.
The occasional swaying sensation served as a clear reminder that I was high in the air.
After finishing my shower in the sky, I dried my fresh body and stepped out.
And then...
"Oh."
My seat, which had been a chair, was now a perfect bed.
A single bed.
It was exactly that size.
It was a proper bed with crisp white sheets and a duvet.
"I've set it up since you mentioned you were going to sleep. Please call me if you need anything else."
The flight attendant bowed and prepared to return to her station.
"Ah, excuse me."
"Yes?"
"Could you give me your hand for a moment?"
"..."
"It's nothing weird. I run a gym, and since you've been working hard, I thought I'd give you a quick hand massage."
"Oh, alright."
I lightly massaged her hand for about a minute. It was a gesture of gratitude for her setting up the bed while I was showering.
"Y-you're very good at this."
"I do this for a living, after all."
I gave a light smile after the brief massage.
"There we go."
"Ah, thank you."
"The pleasure is mine."
Impressed by the service, I lay down and rested my head on the pillow.
"This is incredible."
Every single aspect of the service was perfect.
With service like this, I wouldn't have a single worry until I reached Korea. I closed my eyes.
As the lights dimmed, sleep came easily.
It wasn't because I had been practically drained by Hyun-kyung back in the States.
Definitely not.
I don't know how much time had passed.
I felt a presence nearby and rubbed my eyes as I sat up.
Standing before my groggy self was...
"Ah, you were sleeping."
A flight attendant was looking at me with a smile.
It was the same woman I had given the hand massage to earlier.
"I'm sorry. I kept thinking about the massage you gave me earlier. I found myself coming back here without realizing it. Did I wake you?"
"No, it's not that, but..."
I rubbed my eyes and looked at her.
"You want a massage?"
"Yes... if it's not too much trouble, would it be possible?"
What's going on?
It took me a moment to process the situation.
"Right now?"
"Yes."
I didn't mind, but...
"It's a bit sudden. Aren't you on duty?"
"It's fine. It's my break time."
"Alright then. Come inside."
After checking her surroundings, the flight attendant stepped into the private suite.
I began to lightly massage her fingers, still feeling a bit dazed from just waking up.
"By any chance, do you remember me?"
"Huh? Remember you...?"
What did she mean?
I looked at the flight attendant facing me.
"Last time, when you were heading to New York, I gave you my number in Business Class..."
Only then did I remember.
Near the end of the flight, there had been a woman who left her phone number with me.
So she was that flight attendant.
To be honest, I had been so preoccupied with solving Hyun-kyung's problem back then that I hadn't given it a second thought.
I had dismissed it as just a passing encounter.
To think she was the assigned attendant on my return flight.
What a coincidence.
"I had almost given up, but for us to be matched again like this... and for you to go out of your way to massage my fingers... it must mean..."
The flight attendant looked at me with shimmering eyes.
"I can assume you're interested too, right?"
Uh, I think I've caused a serious misunderstanding here.
The flight attendant firmly gripped the hand I was using to massage her fingers.
Then, she pulled my hand toward her chest.
I felt the soft texture of her breasts hidden beneath her uniform.
"Uh, this is, well..."
"Shh, don't say anything. I know. Men like this, don't they?"
She unbuttoned the top of her shirt, revealing her cleavage.
Then, she guided my hand inside.
"It's sudden, but... haven't you wanted to try it? Sex in the sky. Opportunities to do it with a flight attendant don't come often, you know?"
At her sultry whisper, my crotch instinctively throbbed.
I swallowed hard.
"We won't get caught. My seniors told me they've done it like this plenty of times."
As she whispered in my ear, she had already begun to peel off a layer of my clothes.
"Take mine off too."
As a gentleman, it would be rude to refuse a lady's request.
I removed her uniform.
From the scarf around her neck to the outer jacket and shirt.
A beige set of lingerie was revealed.
Her pale skin stood out beautifully.
I kneaded her breasts while kissing her cherry-red lips.
As we shared a deep, lingering kiss, our eyes met.
The sex that began as a misunderstanding was rapidly heating up the atmosphere of the suite.
I couldn't call it a misunderstanding anymore.
How could I say that after coming this far?
I decided to just enjoy the situation.
While kissing her, I removed her underwear.
Once her neat skirt was gone, the only thing proving she was a flight attendant was her hair tied up in a bun.
She shifted her panties to the side and spread her legs.
"Why? Is it because it's strange to do this right after meeting?"
When I hesitated, did she take it as a sign of affirmation?
The flight attendant spoke with a smile.
"It's not like I spread my legs for just anyone. It's because I like you."
She then wrapped her legs around my waist.
She pulled me toward her.
"So don't worry about it and just focus on this moment."
Did she not realize I wasn't wearing a condom?
She guided my cock into her pussy.
"Hngh, you're... you're really big. So manly..."
Is she trying to pull a pregnancy trap because she thinks I'm rich?
If that really was her goal...
'Off Mode.'
Unfortunately, she wouldn't be able to achieve it.
I activated the On and Off trait.
[Setting to Off Mode.]
[Supporting your limitless sex life.]
I began to move my hips slowly.
"Haah, hngh..."
The flight attendant pressed her hands over her mouth, stifling her moans every time I thrust.
We explored each other's bodies, and I focused on the sex while gripping her waist.
Sex 10,000 meters in the air.
And with a flight attendant, no less.
Feeling every inch of her body, I continued until the end.
"Hngh, haah... it's so good. How are you so good at this? You must have, hngh, so much experience with women..."
I dodged the question with a smile as she spoke in a nasal, coquettish tone.
"Haaah!"
I thrust my hips like a beast that had lost its reason, and finally...
"I'm coming inside."
"Do it. Just come inside me. Please..."
I poured my white essence deep inside her.
"Haah, haah..."
We panted as we looked at each other.
The flight attendant, looking up at me from beneath, gave me a light kiss on the lips.
After wiping away the sweat with tissues from the suite, she slowly got dressed.
"Will you be okay?"
I asked as I helped wipe the semen leaking from her pussy.
"I'll be fine. There are plenty of ways to keep it from leaking."
Pulling up her skirt, she covered her lips with a finger.
"Today is a secret. And here, take this."
The flight attendant handed me her name tag. On the back, her phone number was written.
"You can't forget it this time, okay? Call me."
She gave me a wink and returned to her station.
The 13-hour flight turned out to be much less boring than I had expected.
*
After getting off the plane, a flight attendant pulling her suitcase gave me a wink.
It was the woman I had slept with.
Her name was...
I was about to check her name tag when...
"What's this?"
Someone suddenly snatched the name tag from my hand.
"Huh?"
"Son Ga-yeon? I guess this belongs to that person?"
It was Yeong-eun.
She spoke while watching the retreating back of the flight attendant.
"There's even a phone number on the back."
I started sweating bullets.
This is, well...
"Whatever. It's probably just some desperate woman trying to seduce you. Did everything go well in the US?"
"Ah, yeah. It's all settled. You saw the match, right?"
"...I saw it. But you said you'd call as soon as you got there, and you called much later than expected?"
"Ha, haha, well, you see... it took longer than I thought to clear up the misunderstanding."
I hadn't been able to keep my promise to call Yeong-eun as soon as I met Hyun-kyung.
I only managed to call her after I had slept with Hyun-kyung, which was much later than originally planned.
The misunderstanding between the two seemed to have been resolved, but...
The fact that my call was late after arriving in the US was clearly why Yeong-eun was upset with me now.
"I know you two are close, but I think calling quickly is the best way to avoid misunderstandings, don't you?"
"I'm sorry, Noona."
"Well, since it seems like everything was resolved well, I'll forgive you."
Yeong-eun gave me a wide smile.
"Let's go. We should head home first."
"Right."
I breathed a sigh of relief. I had been worried she might be really angry, but it seemed to have worked out better than expected.
Perhaps because I was exhausted from the long trip, my focus wavered, and I failed to hear Yeong-eun's following words as she tossed the name tag to Chief Park.
"Find the owner of this name tag and report back to me. If she did something unnecessary to Jae-ho, fire her immediately."
The moment Chief Park caught the name tag, he involuntarily shivered.
A sudden chill swept through his entire body.
When he looked up at Yeong-eun, he immediately lowered his head again.
In her burning gaze, he felt a sharp, murderous intent.
Even though he wasn't the target of it.