Chapter 3
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 2
Chapter Title: Task Directive (Intern-Level)
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There are all sorts of employee types in the company. Use Psychological Messages to have sex with a female employee inside the office. Must be completed within one month from the issuance of this task directive.
Success: 1 Point awarded
Failure: 1 Month Pay Cut
"Now even here it's giving me task directives. And intern-level at that? When did I become deputy manager material?"
The task directive itself was shocking enough, but to have sex with a company employee right there in the office?
Did that mean any intern could just fuck in the office?
And what was this about a one-month pay cut? You could mess with a salaryman's pride, but never his paycheck. Damn this system!!
'My stamina's definitely improved to where I can feel it, so maybe I have to take this seriously too?'
He didn't entirely disbelieve the work system, but did people really fuck in the office normally? He was confused by this porn-level task directive. And how the hell would they justify a one-month pay cut?
Feeling uneasy but determined, Hyunwoo started sifting through the personal info of female employees out of the over 5,000 staff members. He checked each one's details and Psychological Messages one by one, but none seemed suitable for completing the system's directive.
"Found her!"
After about an hour of digging through female employee profiles, his eyes locked onto a target.
"Oh yeah, I remember her."
A few months back, there had been the first-half new hire orientation in the main auditorium.
"I think I saw her face vaguely—glasses, straight hair down to her shoulders, pretty average."
Glasses weren't his thing, so Kim Ji-young had slipped right out of his interest. Of course, whether he was interested or not, Hyunwoo had never actually hit on or messed around with anyone at work.
'No point risking it and screwing up at the office...'
There were plenty of guys who'd tried office romance or bold approaches and ended up as laughingstocks. Even if things went well at first, breakups always left the guy catching all the hate. Get rejected, and you'd be office gossip fodder forever.
Forget dating—office marriage? Working with your wife? Mixing work and home like that was a grave for your life. That's why Hyunwoo had zero interest in company women.
But the key was her Psychological Message.
Psychological Message
[Desire] for sex with her ideal type
[Dissatisfaction] with Choi Hyun-min, who shows no interest in her
Other female employees had their own desires and cravings, but this was the first one openly lusting for sex. The second message suggested she'd been flirting with IT Team's Assistant Manager Choi Hyun-min, but it hadn't panned out.
'Plain-looking, but a total slut for him, huh.'
No one else stood out as much, so Hyunwoo amplified Kim Ji-young's [Desire] via the system.
First emotion manipulation completed. Changes applied.
Female Employee category created.
Kim Ji-young added to Female Employee category.
"Ooh, success?"
He'd been nervous since it was his first try, but it worked. Clicking the Female Employee tab showed [Desire] - Amplification Activated on her entry.
"No way to check right now. Time to crash."
With tension gone, fatigue hit hard. Maybe from fiddling with the app until dawn yesterday? Hyunwoo collapsed into sleep.
"Haa..."
Ji-young let out a sigh that could sink into the floor at her desk.
"Ji-young, everything okay with work lately?"
She brushed off her neighbor assistant manager's concern with a "I'm fine," but her real troubles were too personal to share.
After a few flings in her freshman year, her dating life had dried up. Job hunting was the excuse, but even after landing her dream gig, no boyfriend materialized.
A few guys at work had approached her, but none measured up. Lately, she'd dropped hints to the hot IT assistant manager Choi Hyun-min, but he'd either been clueless or uninterested—no reaction.
With her average looks and sky-high standards, her odds of scoring a boyfriend looked slim.
Yet every night, her body burned up. Freedom from job hunting? Her naturally lewd body craved a man relentlessly.
But she wouldn't sleep with just anyone—her pointless pride kept her celibate months after starting. Or rather, her pickiness did.
'Haa... it's getting harder to hold back lately.'
Her libido had surged even fiercer recently.
'Assistant Manager Choi doesn't give a damn... haa... I'm going crazy.'
Her overheated body made work impossible all day for Ji-young.
"Oho..."
Checking Ji-young's entry in the work system, Hyunwoo noticed the change. Maybe due to her already low Mental stat or innate horniness, it dropped from 2 to 1.
With Mental at 1, he could redirect her desire to himself. A quick tap in the system, and he swapped the target.
[Desire] for sex with her ideal type → [Desire] for sex with Yi Hyunwoo - Amplification Activated
After days writhing in insane lust, the moment Ji-young bumped into Management Support Team Deputy Manager Yi Hyunwoo in the hallway, her head filled with thoughts of fucking him. Nothing special about his average face—he wasn't her type at all.
'Am I that pent-up? Haa... why him?'
The fixation grew daily, until lately she masturbated thinking of him. Her raging libido disrupted work. Just glimpsing him made her thighs slick with arousal.
'I'm losing it... Ji-young...'
The inexplicable lust for Hyunwoo intensified. Even during work, she'd sneak glances at the Management Support Team.
Hyunwoo had noticed her changes too. He'd have missed it otherwise, but he knew he'd amplified her desire himself.
'She's definitely aware of me.'
The occasional stares, her flustered face and averted eyes when caught—something had shifted her consciousness. The system, no doubt. Pulling out his phone, he opened the work system app and tapped Ji-young. Her Psych Message nailed her current state.
[Desire] for sex with Yi Hyunwoo - Amplification Activated
That's when Hyunwoo realized: now was the time to fuck Kim Ji-young.
He fired up the company messenger and messaged her.
[Hi Ji-young, Management Support Team Deputy Manager Yi Hyunwoo here. Need to distribute Q1 training supplies. Can you come to the supplies storeroom now?]
He'd agonized over the excuse, packaging it neatly. It was legit work for HR's newbie. Then he headed to the Management Support supplies storeroom first.
The storeroom was in the separate annex basement, B1—low traffic. Aside from Hyunwoo, the guy in charge, most employees didn't even know it existed. Knowing this, he'd lured her there.
About five minutes later, she appeared at the hallway end.
"Hello, Deputy Manager."
She wore the newbie uniform: crisp white blouse, gray knee-length skirt. As per her [Administrator] profile—158cm, petite, average build. Light makeup, straight hair to her shoulders.
'If only no glasses, it'd be decent.'
Average looks, body, and his personal glasses aversion left him a bit disappointed, but knowing her state, his dick was rock-hard already.
"Hi. First time here, right, Ji-young?"
"Yes... yeah. Got a little lost."
Average face, but her fresh newbie vibe turned Hyunwoo on after dealing with crusty team leads and auntie section chiefs.
"Ah, gotcha. Haha, shall we go in?"
"Sure."
The storeroom crammed full once they entered amid shelves of supplies. An awkward silence hung until Hyunwoo spoke.
"Ji-young, the HR supplies for this quarter are in these two boxes here."
As he turned toward them, their bodies brushed in the tight space. Ji-young, head slightly bowed, flinched noticeably.
"Haha, storeroom's pretty cramped..."
"Y-yeah..."
Couldn't see her face with her head down, but her flushed neck told the story.
"You okay, Ji-young? Face looks red."
Feigning concern, Hyunwoo cupped her face with both hands, meeting her eyes.
'Should be fine. No way this backfires.'
Rejection meant sexual harassment charges for sure. Tense, but she didn't resist, just locked eyes.
Emboldened, he pressed his lips to hers.
"Mmwah... smooch smooch..."
No resistance; he dove into a deep, sloppy kiss, pushing further.
"Slurp... mmmph slurp..."
In the deserted annex B1 storeroom, wet tongue-twisting sounds echoed. Her tongue felt soft and moist. Up close during the kiss, her skin was flawless. Probably skipped heavy makeup for that glow, Hyunwoo thought.
Relaxed now, he groped her breasts roughly.
"Eek! D-Deputy Manager, wait... just a sec..."
She tried pushing his hand away, but her arms went limp. He rumpled her white blouse, kneading her tits, then unbuttoned it fully.
Unhooking her white bra, he mauled her exposed breasts. Standard Korean A-cup, but her pale skin peeking from the blouse gave a teasing visual kick.
"Hah! No... Deputy Manager!"
Her bare chest snapped her back to reality, but Hyunwoo didn't stop—one hand mauling tits, the other hiking her gray skirt to her waist.
"Aah!"
Matching white panties flashed. No hesitation—he yanked them to her knees. Love juices stretched a transparent string from her pussy to the fabric before snapping.
"Looks like you feel the same about me, Ji-young. Right?"
"N-no, not... that's not it. You kept groping my chest so..."
Ignoring her babble, he eyed the soaked panties, parted her bush, and slid a finger into her slightly gaping hole. She was drenched inside.
"Kyaa!"
She yelped at the invasion of her precious spot. Her pussy was fired up—no need to tease more. Hyunwoo spun her around and slammed his rigid cock into her hole.
"Quiet down. Wanna advertise to the whole company?"
"Mmmph mmmph!!!! Mmph..."
To stifle her cries, he clamped a hand over her mouth and pistoned back and forth.
Squelch-squelch
Her warm pussy gripped just right. The thrill of fucking a newbie during work hours had his excitement maxed, even if she was average.
"Hah... huff huff"
"Mmph... mmph..."
As his cock pistoned relentlessly, saliva seeped through his fingers over her mouth. Her moans muffled against his palm, soaking his hand instead.
Doggy-style pounding her senseless, his free hand mauled her tits.
"Mmm... mmph... guk... uk!"
Mouth covered, but tit-groping hand and cock-stuffing pussy drove her moans louder. Overwhelmed by the hot scenario, Hyunwoo couldn't hold back—he pulled out.
Splurt-splurt
Pent-up load after load erupted. Straight pullout from doggy splashed it all over her gray skirt, white cum streaking gray for a lewd sight.
"Haa... haa..."
Ji-young, dazed from moaning and drooling into his hand, realized no condom. At least not creampie—small mercy.
'Crazy... fucking in the storeroom during work...'
She'd struggled with her arousal lately, but the shock of office sex left her reeling.
"Ahem. You okay, Ji-young?"
Acting like nothing happened, Hyunwoo casually asked.