The Master's Woman

Whether we were picking out bread or snacks, instant ramen or drinks — as we wandered the supermarket aisles, my hands never stopped moving.

To anyone watching, I would have looked like Min-ah's boyfriend.

I'd groped her so thoroughly that beads of sweat were rolling down her forehead.

My buddy tilted his head and asked,

"Hmm? Is my daughter hot?"

"Ah... ahaha. Yeah, right? Why's it so stuffy in here when we're inside a supermarket~?"

Heh heh heh. This is fun. It really is.

Why is watching women panic and scramble so endlessly entertaining?

I really am quite the bastard, aren't I.

Well, I'd enjoyed myself enough. If I kept going, Min-ah looked like she might start crying, so I took my hands off her.

I said I was stepping out for a smoke — but then a figure caught my eye, and my body locked in place.

Huh...?

A middle-aged man with salt-and-pepper hair swept back, radiating a refined yet kindly air. Sharp, well-defined features — and yet when he smiled, those small eyes called to mind a traditional Hahoe mask.

It couldn't be... I looked closer, and yes. It was definitely him.

What the hell was he doing here?

Just as I spotted him, he spotted me, and offered that familiar, kindly smile.

I dipped my head once in greeting, then fled — walking straight out of the supermarket as if making an escape.

Hoo... I never thought I'd run into Master here.

Kang Tae-baek.

Age forty-nine. I call him Master, but the gap between us is a mere six years.

Even so, he was someone worthy of the title. In this field, there was simply no one who could touch him.

The reason I'd been crying back then. That was...

Damn it. Just thinking about it pisses me off.

I don't particularly want to recall it.

Meeting Master himself wasn't the problem. But the memories that inevitably come dragging along with him always sour my mood.

So I took it out on an innocent cigarette. Tossed it on the ground and crushed it under my heel.

Anyway — for him to be here, of all places...

An encounter I never saw coming, and my already restless mood churned even more violently.

Didn't seem like he'd followed me. So he'd ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠come for some other reason?

Well... not my problem.

Whatever he was up to, I had no reason to care.

I was about to head back to my buddy when — shit, that startled me. A woman was standing right beside me, staring at me with a vacant, unblinking gaze.

This woman really hasn't changed a bit.

"It's been a while, Ring-ring."

"Yes. It has been some time, Seo-hoo."

A beautiful woman with her black hair braided into two long pigtails. Five-foot-seven, with a well-proportioned, what you'd call a slender body — she was Ring-ring, Master's assistant.

As far as I knew, she was thirty-two this year...

Huh. Truly remarkable. She looked like she'd just turned twenty. Stand her next to Min-ah and they'd pass for friends.

Seeing her made Master's appearance here feel all the more real. This woman was the craziest of all the crazy bitches who would follow Master to the grave.

"What brings you here? I was under the impression you avoided visiting your hometown."

Still hasn't changed a bit. That ice-cold tone, that attitude — exactly the same as before.

Well. A person's nature isn't going to change in just a few years.

I nodded and answered her.

"I wouldn't have come if I'd known. My buddy tricked me into it."

"I see."

She nodded once, as if that was all she needed to hear. Then, as though her business were concluded, she turned and started walking back into the supermarket.

Truly the same as ever. Even the way she turns and walks away the instant her business is done — not a single thing has changed.

If she just fixed that personality, she'd be quite popular...

Still, compared to how she treated everyone else, she was fairly warm toward me. Because she knew I disliked Master.

Feeling jealousy toward a man is something I genuinely cannot wrap my head around — but how could one possibly understand an obsessive girl with logic alone.

I started walking slowly back toward the supermarket, then turned around and went to wait by the car instead.

Just... I didn't want to run into Master. To be more precise, it wasn't only Master — it was Ring-ring, who would glare at me to get lost and stop interrupting.

If you interrupt her time with Master... I'm not joking. She. Really. Hates. It.

For that reason I lit another cigarette and waited quietly. Then Min-ah and my buddy finished shopping and started coming out.

Wait, hold on... why were they coming out with Master?

The two of them chatting and smiling. I strained my ears a little, and the conversation that reached me was enough to make me uneasy.

"Oh, really? Then how about joining us, sir?"

"Ohh... I'd like nothing more, but I do worry I might impose on your party. Wouldn't do to have people saying I've grown old and lost all sense of tact, now would it?"

"It's fine. My buddy doesn't care about that kind of thing at all."

Hey. I care a lot, actually?

This son of a bitch...

I shot Min-ah a look that said, why aren't you stopping this?

But Min-ah was frantically occupied. Because of some woman.

And what was this now...?

A woman in her early twenties with pink-dyed hair. The way she'd styled that voluminous hair in cascading waves was quite striking. And her chest and ass were every bit as abundant as that hair.

Looks even bigger than Min-ah's...

Anyway. She was too busy talking with that woman to put a stop to my buddy's scheme.

So I looked at Ring-ring one last time.

Aren't you going to stop this?

To which Ring-ring replied. Silently, of course.

Hah... it's always like this.

This woman is completely useless too.

I was about to try to salvage the situation when — huh? Min-ah climbed into the other car?

And conversely, the old man was approaching my buddy's ride. Despite my sour expression, he greeted me as if we were meeting for the first time.

"A pleasure. So you're that dashing friend of his, then?"

"Ah, yes. Nice to meet you. I'm Seo-hoo."

"The pleasure's mine. Tae-baek. Kang Tae-baek."

Damn old man.

I didn't know what he was after, but with Min-ah already in the other car, there was no way to derail this. So I kindly opened the door for him and forced a smile.

Ah, fuck, my balls are crawling up...

Enjoying every second of it, Master chuckled and climbed in. Seeing that, my buddy laughed as well and slid into the driver's seat.

Haa. How did it come to this.

Just before getting in, I caught a glimpse of Ring-ring's face. She was glaring at me, and her expression was downright terrifying. As if she were saying:

...Damn it. I'm uncomfortable too.

A Master I hadn't seen in about ten years. And a hometown I hadn't returned to in about twenty-five.

What kind of day was this supposed to be.

My buddy drove us out and stopped at a wide-open riverside. More of a stream than a river, really — a place where the winding water looked rather picturesque.

This place... I thought I'd been here before.

I remember. Jae-min and another childhood friend who's now gone forever — the three of us used to play here often.

As if this weren't his first time, my buddy skillfully picked a spot and set up a tent. Then he pointed to a patch of ground about ten meters off.

"That side should be fine for you."

"Thank you."

Ring-ring nodded, then shot me a fierce glare that said follow me.

This bitch, seriously. Should I give her a long-overdue lesson?

The thought crossed my mind for a moment, but I held it in. She was going to have a hard enough time because of Master as it was.

I looked around for a substitute... Min-ah and the unnamed woman had already run off excitedly to the water, and Master was chatting happily with my buddy.

...No choice, then.

I followed her and started setting up the tent.

A considerably large one. But her movements were practiced, without the slightest hesitation — this clearly wasn't her first or second time.

She's a capable woman.

If you set aside her personality, she really doesn't lack for anything. She's sharp, and her credentials are outstanding. Above all, she's young.

She should have just stayed in Hong Kong. Instead she fell for Master at first sight...

In many ways, a waste of a person. Not that it's any of my business — but still, every time I look at that fuckable body of hers, the thought crosses my mind.

Every time she moved to set up the tent, those breasts and that ass of hers swayed quite nicely.

Getting a bit turned on here...

Sensing my gaze, she tossed out a remark.

"If you wish to die, you're welcome to keep staring like that."

"Well, looking's fine, isn't it?"

"...Do as you please."

Apparently upon reflection she decided that much was acceptable, and she conceded quickly. Since we'd already slept together, she seemed to figure that just looking wasn't a big deal.

She was ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a woman who was quite satisfying to fuck. That expression of hers when she silently accepted it with a face full of disgust...

Recalling that time, a sudden surge of strength gathered below.

Seeing my thing, Ring-ring tossed off a remark as she passed.

"You'd do well to settle that down before you regret it."

Whew. Look at those eyes. Chilling. As if she were about to rip the thing right off.

But even if she talks like that, she ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠won't actually do anything. She herself knows perfectly well that I have no ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠interest in her.

Still, seeing her after so long, I do want to eat her.

Mercilessly pounding a woman who radiates coldness is quite the delicacy, after all. Moreover, isn't she an elite from the upper class?

Ah, this isn't good. I'm getting hard all of a sudden.

The pleasure of stealing and devouring an acquaintance's woman — that's the life I've always pursued. And Master is no exception.

The moment I made up my mind, the earlier thought of leaving her alone because things were already difficult vanished in an instant, and all I could see was that ass of hers, ripe for the taking.

And just then, the tent was finished.

Ring-ring headed to the car trunk to get the supplies. I'd been watching for an opportunity, and I finally recognized that the time had come.

A tent large enough to set up a bed inside. Even if she resisted, it wouldn't really show from the outside.

Ring-ring went in first, carrying the supplies, and I carefully followed her in.

A woman bent at the waist, organizing the items. That plump, protruding ass of hers captured my vision — swaying as if begging to be taken.

I glanced outside the tent. The two girls were splashing around in the water, and the two adults were chatting and laughing.

I don't know if there'll be enough time, but the situation is plenty comfortable.

In that case...!

Well then. Shall I have a taste of elite after so long?

I strode right up to her and pressed my cock against her pubic bone.