《Please Be Quiet And Take Off Your “Something”》
Chapter 1 - Friday Night, 11:00 p.m.
Chapter 1 C Friday Night, 11:00 p.m.
She did not like him from the moment she firstid eyes on him.
No,not likeis not enough.Yes, she hated him from the very beginning.
Of course, Na-Yool admitted to some extent that this was only achieved after a painful mental battle. And as she got to know him better, she rewrote her shameful memories.
For example, she rewrote the times that she stared at his handsome but empty appearance with a love-struck face. And the way she felt butterflies in her stomach when he smiled casually, thanking her for her work. And also during staff dinners when sheughed boisterously and pped like a seal to his every word. All of these moments were now erased from her memory.
Two years since then. His allure did notst long; only for a month.
The reason isnt that he suddenly grew old, or he lost all his hair, or that his face turned ugly.
Even after two years, the man is still the same as then; he is incredibly good-looking.
Wide shoulders, a tall stature, and a strong and slender body that put all other men to shame; not to mention his suits! Always well-dressed no matter the season.
The spotlight was always on him; when he speaks, it is like a sacred performance, and one cannot help but listen.
But it means nothing to her.
It has be useless. In just one month.
It would be perfect if they spoke a differentnguage so that she would not understand what came out of that conceited mouth of his. Unfortunately, they were both Korean.
Kwon Si-Jin. A hopeless jerk; a thoughtless jerk who spits out hurtful things; a jerk whose expertise is trampling on the character and dignity of others with his words.
Other than sharing the samenguage, what was even more unfortunate to Na-Yool was that this jerk ran thepany her livelihood depended on. And above all, the worst was that he was a hopeless jerk only to her.
And today as well, because of that jerk
Na-Yool gritted her teeth, ring at theputer screen that had been frozen for 10 minutes. It was already 11:00 p.m., Friday night.
As it ismon in advertisement nning, she had gotten used to working overtime. Nevertheless, sitting in a deste office that isCbesides the monitor lightCplunged in total darkness, was always bitter.
Whats more, was that the work she had done in the past hour was all for nothing.
This damnputer! All she did was turn on several programs at once
It was her fault for overheating theputer, but was it really such a big deal? Ah, so much for wishing to go home before midnight on a Friday night
The mouse remained unresponsive, and Na-Yool shook with anger. It was highly probable that all her open tabs would disappear if she were to make one wrong move. From Photoshop to InDesign, all of it would disappear, as if they never existed.
With the exception of a few programs rted to her studies at the Department of Visual Design, she was totallyputer-illiterate. All she could do now was prayCthat is, despite being an atheist.
At this point, Na-Yool could only hope that theputer would miraculously restore functioning.
Oh, Mighty Computer! Please calm your wrath! I beg you, please let that heavy-bodied white arrow move again!
Na-Yool pressed her hands together and leaned her head against them. Until 10 minutes ago, had she leaned anywhere, she would have fallen asleep like a log. But not now. Right now, her head stung sharply, as if she had gotten hit.
If she could not save the situation, she was sure to miss thest train.
Please, I beg you. Just this once. Please. Come on
She carefully opened her eyes. Nothing but a squeaky-clean screen background with its wallpaper could be seen. The wallpaper, as expected from a designer, was a high-definition picture of mother nature
This little fucker
Her voice was filled with iparable despair. She did not even have the will to go on a rant.
She stayed silent for 10 seconds.
Then, as if she suddenly came back to her senses, Na-Yool frantically moved her mouse, opening and reopening the problematic folders. Her hands were moving so fast that her eyes almost couldnt keep up.
However, she quickly realized it was all in vain. Her efforts had gone up in smoke. Not only was all the work done thest hour wiped out, but even thest saved version (almost finished for good) of the outdoor advertising file had returned (who knows how) to its old version saved 4 hours ago.
For Petes sake! Kim Na-Yool, you idiot
You fool. You imbecile! What did you do?!
What in the world did you do, stupid dumbass! Worthless half-wit, will you get your shit together only if you die? Na-Yool kept muttering, cursing herself as if she was just a stranger.
No, in fact, there was no need for it. Because her life was already cursed.
To begin with, life is
Chapter 2
Life was being unfair, that is what it was. She stared at the calendar as if she carried the weight of the world on her shoulders. The monitor casted a dim light over the calendars cute characters.
[200 Days Celebration Gapyeong Trip]
Fucking 200 days, fucking celebration trip. What a load of shit
As she muttered the most powerful swear words she could spit out, Na-Yool tore off the November page with shaky hands.
Though written in a not-so-pretty handwriting, she had decorated the D-Day with much care. As she was concerned what her coworkers might think, she could not tear up the calendar, throw it away nor cross off that day with a red X.
It would have been thest weekend of November. In other words, one day from today. Tomorrow.
Actually, the real 200 days celebration day was two weeks ago. So why would the trip be marked for the current week? It was all because of this damnpany.
On the actual celebration day, the poor Na-Yool had been urgently dragged to help on a project which had reached its deadline, therefore she had to cancel the reservation made two months ago with her boyfriend for an expensive getaway in Gapyeong. And the next weekend, she cancelled again due to some work she had already postponed once.
Now, it looked like the long-awaited tomorrow turned into an extension of todays night overtime.
And all of it suddenly started yesterday.
Yes, it was yesterday. She had beenpletely tied up with work and it would most likelyst until next week. Her trip was definitely not happening.
And as a matter of fact, her boyfriend, whoseints about her being such a workaholic had reached its utmost point, had finally announced the end of this sluggish rtionship. This was exactly 5 seconds after the words I dont think we can go on the trip this week either had crossed Na-Yools lips.
Lets just break up, Na-Yool.
Huh?
You dont seem to like me that much anyway, and Im tired of waiting for you to change. For real.
You dont seem to like me, Sang-Hoon, Na-Yools 4 years older boyfriend C no, now ex-boyfriend, would always retort. This was the trump card he would always use on Na-Yool, even though she already felt sorry and remorseful.
As if to emphasize he sacrificed himself in this rtionship for the sake of a half heartedly involved Na-Yool, Sang-Hoon would repeat those words over and over to stir up her guilt. It was like he was trying to force her to deny it vehemently, to get the words Thats not it at all out. So naturally, she thought he would stop at it, like always.
Kim Na-Yool. Did you hear me? Lets break up.
Oppa. Its just Gapyeong. We already visited there a few times before. If you want to go on a trip, we can go to Jeju next time, or wherever you want to.
Next time, my ass! There is no next time.
Did you just swear at me?
Since when was my ass an insult?
What bullshit is that. Are you a thug or what?
Ah! You said it. Didnt you just swear at me too? Whos the thug now?
Oh god, what a load of crap.
Wow. You cursed. You did. Kim Na-Yool the Thug.
You started it!
I just said ass, I didnt say you were one!
Its the same thing! How can a man swear in front of his woman!
As far as Na-Yool remembered, they had always fought in a childish and shameful way. And with not much difference, their pathetic fightst night had pathetically ended with their separation. But Sang-Hoon looked more serious than usual, and sick of it, rather than just tired. It seemed to be really over this time.
Of course, its not like I dont feel sorry.
In any case, setting aside the fact that working overtime on a Friday night was not her choice, it was a trip that Sang-Hoon had eagerly waited for.
It was her who had ruined their original ns, her who had to postpone it the second time, and her again who had made them cancel the trip just before going.
Whatever her intention was, it was the oue that mattered.
Na-Yool looked at the torn calendar page with a new perspective. If she had gone as far as to act out of character and mark their trip with little hearts on the 200thday of being together, it was because she felt pressured by Sang-Hoon.
She had convinced herself that she had to feel things. At first, a sense of guilt, and this time, a sense of duty to go on the trip despite her reluctance.
To think I thought I had to How stupid of me.
That very mindset had been downright wrong. Like Sang-Hoon said, maybe she really did not like him much.
So it was probably for the best. Breaking up was the right thing to do. They would not have to waste more time with each other. Not only did she not have free time on weekends, she never really wanted to go on that trip anyway. She did not want to get dragged around all day long following his ns C and more importantly, she hated that a man would earnestly count how many days are left until their 200thcelebration day
Thinking back, Na-Yool turned away from the calendar, as if she gave it the cold shoulder. Back to facing her empty monitor, she fell into despair again.
Chapter 3
To Na-Yools own surprise, she was more distraught over the loss of her files than the breakup. Her separation with Sang-Hoon was simply like pepper sprinkled on a spicy chicken C it squeezed out a few tears from her eyes
Indeed, it was like that, but she was now crying and wiped her nose periodically.
Ah, I really feel like crap
She got dumped yesterday, and today she had to work overtime by herself, all because she had lost all her files right when she was about to get off work.
As soon as the clock would have hit 12:00 a.m. and thest bus would have passed the bus stop in front of thepany, it would be the day when that crappy ?Gapyeong Trip?was scheduled. AndNa-Yoolwould have remained in loneliness here as she fell asleep doing thesame stupid thing from earlier, over and over again.
Then the sun would rise but no trip to Gapyeong. Instead, she would repeatedly take short naps until the draft proposals approved by Mr. Kwon, the president, were approved by the client.
Even if she were to strain herself to finish all the work tonight, it would not be the end. In the morning, Kwon Si-Jin, that man, would reject her proposals at least five times, and she would have until Saturday 4:00 p.m. to get confirmation from the client.
Usually, it is notmon for a client to ask as many revisions of the proposal as the president does when he turns it down several times before its delivery to the client. But that client had always been particrly demanding, and Na-Yool expected he would request for several detailed revisions. Eventually, her day would fly by doing those corrections.
There really was no hope for Gapyeong.
As she wiped her tears, Na-Yools crumpled the calendar page and threw it in the trash can. Soon after, she threw the whole calendar.
The cute bear character looked up at her from inside the trash can with a lovable expression. Feeling even more annoyed, Na-Yool angrily grabbed a bunch of tissues and threw it on top. Come to think of it, the calendar was also a present from Sang-Hoon. He had never bought her anything of value, but he would often give her small simple gifts that she liked. At the thought of his humble kindness, the tears came back.
I must be crazy.
Had she gone mad due to herck of sleep? She remembered feeling relieved when she stepped out of his car though.
Not exactly super relieved, but rather relieved it is over.
Rather relieved that it was over.Yes, that is how she felt.
Nevertheless, Na-Yool did not get a wink of sleep after she returned homest night and the same happened today.
It was not the breakup itself that had kept her from sleep. The boring ce that Gapyeong was, the trip that, to begin with, she did not want to go on, the celebration day she couldnt care less about Even if she was sad about those things getting ruined, it was not the main reason.
It was just her current life Her rtionship, her daily life It felt like everything was falling down like dominos because of that asshole, who made it impossible for her to do what everyone does
Kwon Si-Jin
Bastard
Many rumors circted about him: That he was a third-generation conglomerate who started thepany for fun, that his parents owned the expensive Gangnam district, or that he was in fact the CEO of a famousw firm that was renowned across the country
Although the scale varied, all these stories had one underlying meaning.
President Kwon is the son of a filthy rich family.
Honestly, what kind of 32-year-old man nowadays could make such a fortune by himself? It was natural to think it was thanks to being backed up.
However, Ethical Communications, which celebrated its 4thfounding anniversary this year, had grown rapidly from a small advertising nning office run by 3 employees, including the President, to a 40-employee advertisingpany.
Only someone from a rich family who could afford it could, at just 28, set up his own office instead of getting a job. But the office was tiny, and therefore not as fancy as expected from someone living in wealth. A third-generation conglomerate, a rich Gangnamndowner there was no way he was one.
Chapter 4
But look at where they were now. This excessivelyrge workspace was upied by merely 40 employees, when at least 200 of them couldfortably fit in. Consequently, the walking distance between departments was endless. As for the private offices, one could easily get one with a small promotion.
In addition, anyone who would see the huge and artistically shaped imported tables ced all over the building in a mismatched manner would doubt that they were in Korea.
In Na-Yools opinion, this waste of space was not Korean-like at all. What would have been Korean is something reasonably priced and practical. If some crazy guy were to ride a motorized scooter in this stadium-like workce, it would be like a picture from office spaces overseas.
Rather than produce tight profits for a self-made entrepreneur, the ce seemed to be busy satisfying the artistic ego of a rich precious son. In another word, pure vanity. Showing off, really.
From various print ads to video ads production, thepany was perfectly run without outsourcing its work. Nevertheless, to build such a creative environment for its employees was somewhat excessive. At least, that was her thought as a Korean.
In addition, if you wondered if thispany were a creative gathering of young and ingenuous employees, you could not be more wrong. From PR consulting for both small andrgepanies, to crunching numbers to make it worth, every day, the smell of their lust for money would linger around.
Na-Yool did not see the creative environment they were in as the rich boys self-indulgence, nor was it a support to the employees. In her eyes, it was purely to serve their high-end business strategy. The office space supported the idea that, even if thepany made an advert with the same concept and design aspetingpanies, it would sell at a higher price because its image of creativity and professionalism would make it stand out.
Of course, how much different it could be is questionable. But just as some buyers value the brand image of what they buy rather than its price, the same goes for the seller too. They gave more importance to their image than to care about the way product price is set.
And that is what Si-Jin had built his sess on. And would continue to. Probably
In our case, were busy inting the unit price.
Did that man realize how dreamy such an extravagant life was? He did have an eye for design, though Na-Yool thought that, at this point, whether he was a wealthy conglomerate or a middle-ss worker, it would not matter to thepany.
Indeed, despite being a jerk, he had led a diligent life.
Compared to the small office he started with, the current one was like a disy of his wealth. But why did it matter? The point anyway was that no matter how big or small, Si-Jin had the money to start it. And also, a strong determination.
Yes. He had lived way too hard.
Every time she saw him, Na-Yool would recall the idiom Only the wealthy do not need to spend to live well. It truly was the case. Even if he had lived leisurely, he would have lived a great life. But no, that smart one, he had to go and try living hard! Na-Yool suspected that, if there was a God, he had favored Kwon Si-jin with wealth. She wondered though how much more He had favored him for living harder than the lowly lives He had put at his feet.
No, it was actually very easy to guess. That is how a deep-rooted discrimination was passed down from one generation to the next.
Right. So he had everything, thats it. He was born smart and raised well in a good family. Sure, he was financially assisted by his parents. But he chose his own path, had ambition and a good instinct to serve it, undeniable business skills, and tenacity.
Indeed, he had not even one bad quality. In fact, almost in a scary way, he was the only perfect man in Na-Yools narrow world.
This was why Na-Yool also used to like him C though only very briefly.
It was not to an extent where she hoped for something to happen between them. She just liked to look at him. And naturally, she would feel flustered if he looked back, as it was impossible for Na-Yool to resist such a pleasant handsome man, because this was the first time she had ever seen a man so perfect C both inside and out.
Chapter 5
Two years ago, just after she left her previouspany to work at Si-Jins, Na-Yool was full of energy and enthusiasm. She was light-hearted too. That kind of feeling where you let your guard down. Which is to say, just the right time to fall in love.
Due to family circumstances, she started to work before she even graduated from university. She had worked for a small office, a middle-sizedpany, an advertising agency, and then a design agency. But it was her first time working in such a bigpany. One in which the space was meant to be felt through your senses, a pure disy of extravagance.
It had crossed Na-Yools mind that maybe she had endured the humiliation her whole life for the sake of getting employed at Ethical Communications. The first time she truly felt like a designer was when she came here for her job interview. And once officially employed, she finally started feeling like a person whose creative process was acknowledged, and not like an insignificant pawn that was ordered around.
Of course, it was one kind of a syndrome. The artist syndrome. Na-Yool was deluded.
The employees that wandered around the splendid building dressed in style were not the artists Na-Yool first thought they were. The problem was Si-Jins determination and integrity.
Si-Jins integrity standards were set up, and the employees followed blindly.
All shine but no substance No, as it were, they were more precisely like zombies that roamed in broad daylight with dead eyes. Na-Yool would sometimes even be concerned about whether they were actually breathing. With the talent of a few members of the elitee great results was her personal conviction. But no matter how hard she looked, it seemed like that elite had turned into zombies too.
And, despite her initial aversion to their behavior, Na-Yool soon turned into one of them. But at least, her situation had improved from her previous workce. She was a pawn that was capable of creativity.
Fortunately, the situation from 2 years ago and now were different. The number of humans upying this spacious office increased by about ten people, and the zombies faces were injected with some liveliness. Unfortunately, two editorial designers who worked with Na-Yool took maternity leave at the same time.
Thest member of her team is a free spirit artist from Hongdae, who are good at what they do well and invariably fail at what they are not good at. Someone with nice ideas, but not very helpful, so to speak. When 2 weeks ago Na-Yool got dragged to take care of the project that was way past its deadline, that artistic junior of hers was the cause of it.
These days, Na-Yool was swamped with work: the heavy workload which even the three people could barely handle, dealing with the incidents created by the Hongdae guy She had no time to push head above water to take a breath. Just as she thought she could take a breather, the incident with Sang-Hoon had sunk her deeper into the water. And today, herputer failure was the final nail of her coffin.
Thankfully, generous incentives C thepanys greatest merit C fattened up her bank ount. But she had no time to spend it anyway, so why would she care?
That guy, really always pushing his work on others
That was problematic. Because after all, he was the one with the most responsibilities. That was a problem, and so forth the reason he would never understand others.
Someone too perfect cannot understand those who are not.
Someone who lived too diligently cannot understand someone who did not live as hard as they do.
Someone smart and talented cannot understand someone ordinary.
As the president of thepany, Si-Jin checked all these 3 boxes. Therefore, even if Na-Yool were to stay here all night like a dead fish, he would not even snort at her.
No matter how hard Na-Yool struggled, she still would not be recognized by Si-Jin.
In fact, from the very beginning, she had always been an ugly duckling in his eyes.
Kim Na-Yool.
As she hallucinated that Si-Jin had called her, Na-Yool suddenly woke up.
Was I asleep?
Of course she was C who would not be in her situation? Dejected and upset at herself, she turned off theputer without a nce at it. At any rate, her hands were tied until tomorrow evening, so whether she was to take a nap now orter, it would not be the end of the world.
Chapter 6
Plus, it was no usebor now, as Kwon Si-Jin would likely tear her work to pieces in the morning. Consequently, it was better to sleep shortly to at least wake up with a clear mind.
Then I will get a higher chance to win him over.
Even if he did review her proposals repeatedly, Na-Yool was skeptical about the difference it could make, but she always kept her opinion for herself. It was the only way. Whenever Si-Jin came to her mind, in one sense or another, she felt that she faced the limit of her patience.
She could not run away from that snobbish workce, but she wanted to. She wanted to hit him once, and sometimes she even wanted to strangle that neck of his. She did not even want to see his handsome face for the rest of her life, though she wondered if she would sometimes miss it
As she followed the fire rms lights from the ceiling, Na-Yool headed off for the female employees nap room. Due to the nature of the work, Na-Yools team could work from home anytime. But no matter how overloaded she was, to bring work home was out of the question.
Because of my stubbornness, Im dying at work like this, but
Anyhow, thepanys facilities C another feature to show off to the guests C were great. If she were to die from overwork, it would be a good ce to do so.
The mattress was better than her own bed and, unlike her messy house that she had not cared for in a while, ady would clean the nap room twice a day. Why would Na-Yool need to go home when fresh and soft nkets washed every day were at her disposal here?
My life is a mess, really.
Be it for every inch of her dirty house, or for her own self alone in the dark and deserted office, it all just felt dreary.
All of it was President Kwons fault. His standards were just too high for Na-Yool to even reach it for life, and he would never notice her. But why did it matter? She would not be the first one he is dissatisfied with.
Yeah, and thats one more person for him to torture, so I guess he likes it.
Enlightened by that piece of fact, her voice went high.
She was having mood swings. She had not slept for 4 days.
Yesterday it was because of Sang-Hoon, and the two days before, because of work. If she survived today, it was all thanks to the 4 cups of americano coffee and 4 bottles of Bhus energy drink she had drunk. Simply put, she was not in her right mind.
That was probably why. Why Na-Yool started following the lights, walking as if possessed, driven solely by her pent-up anger, like a pathetic moth that instinctively charged headfirst into the light, unaware that it was about to crash.
Her footsteps, which were supposed to take her to the nap room, unconsciously deviated by about 15 degrees. By the time she somewhat came back to her senses, she had already entered President Kwons office.
Even worse, she did not even knock No, knocking or not was not the worst issue anymore.
Mr.President, I dont think this is right.
Her tongue was already wagging despite her own will. Her feet, which had already entered the room, seemed to have no intention of stopping either.
Na-Yool nced once at her feet, as if looking at someone elses, and once at him, who she could see from a distance.
Barely visible in the dimly lit office, he sat at the edge of arge desk with his back obliquely to the door, from where he could not hear Na-Yools voice. He held a document in one hand and gazed down at it, looking too absorbed to hear anything.
As expected, Si-Jin had not gone home yet. He had made a habit of staying in his office at this time, so she was not surprised.
Should she stop now?Fortunately, that guy had not noticed her, maybe she could silently get out as if she never came in No, that would not do. Na-Yool was madly conflicted.
To disappear after she pretended that she did note in was such a stupid idea. This is why people need sleep. For their brain to do that thing. Think.
Chapter 7
Na-Yools unstoppable footsteps went around the long sofa. Though it was an office in name, the sofa itself was big enough for ten people tofortably sit down.
Si-Jins hand that held the document was gripped firmly C its prominent knuckles showed. It looked serious. An rm went off in Na-Yools head C she would not interrupt.
Had he not heard her?No, he must have ignored her. From Na-Yools experience, he had a tendency to not hear things going around him when he was focused on something else. But a little voice that told her to see this through since she had already intruded anyway, muddled her brain. After all, she had already started toin
How long is he going to ignore me?
He could just chew her out if he were annoyed, but it was in his nasty temper to not impose sanctions right away.
Si-Jin always acted this way. With a calm and detached attitude, he would deliberately wait patiently for the things that annoyed him to pile up, to then pick on his victims with sharp criticism.
She could see his smile, usually charming but now twisted in an odd manner, that properly revealed his mug-like temper. His wicked personality did not match with his proper image at all.
No matter how much she looked at him, he clearly was not her type. Na-Yool finally reached the other side of the desk on which Si-Jin sat C her presence was resolutely disregarded. She was not about to make a great speech, but like it happens in those moments, she could hear her heart beat furiously.
Come on, turn around
Mr. President.
You must be busy working thiste at night. I am sorry to impose on you, it was not my intention. The case with the fixed deadline is progressing smoothly as you advised.
I also hmm reviewed Seung-Jaes roadway idea and hmm of course you probably already knew that I would have no problem handling it, and I doubt you have any questions, so, well, if it is fine with you, I was wondering if the both of us could, outside of work oh wait, that was misleading, haha
Na-Yools awkwardugh got lost into the void without even an echo back.
Of course I am not here, at thiste time, to bother you with personal matters, Mr. President. In all seriousness, I would like to make a suggestion regarding my working conditions. If you would be kind enough to listen to it just once
Si-Jin kept ignoring her. Up until the part she stormed into his office, she could pretend she had sleepwalked. But now that she hade this far, she would bebeled a lunatic if she was to use It was all part of a dream where I talked while sleeping. I am sorry as an excuse. Though to be honest, she was tempted to do so
That bastard, here Im talking, and he doesnt even turn to look at me?
On the other hand, she also felt overwhelmingly upset. Like a very thin sheet of ice on a stream in the early winter that was about to break, her rationality was fractured.
That is why people must sleep. Sleep.
About meining about having a hard time because of Ye-Euns maternity leave I am aware that you do not want to listen to it, but in all sincerity, from the bottom of my heart, I am really having it hard, Mr. President.
Kang-Hee and Ye-Eun, all the work that the two of them were doing fell onto me. You know it did. You told me to temporarily share their work with Seung-Jae, but dont you know it too? That I am the one doing it all.
Though she started to plead in a calm andposed voice, she ended up sounding aggressive. However, Si-Jins broad back remained silent.
What in the world was he trying to achieve by ignoring her?Her insides boiled with anger as Na-Yool grit her teeth and continued, with her anger about to break at its seams.
Seung-Jaes ideas are artistic, and each of them has potential. I admit it. And I am amazed at his work. I taught him everything, after all. It is not that hecks talent. But Mr. President, you more than anyone else know that our projects have been overturned since he joined. To be blunt, though Seung-Jae is good with the sparkles, he cannot handle even one ordinary mans share of work. And every time he turns a project into a mess, dont you always push everything on me?
Chapter 8
So, Mr. President, you have to acknowledge that my workload has exceeded the amount I am getting paid for. Kang-Hee, Ye-Eun, Seung-Jae my hands are full of their work. I am cleaning up their mess by myself. Even if Ye-Eun, who is in her postnatal period, coulde back soon, until then I cannot do it with only Seung-Jae, Mr. President. No way.
I know you always consider carefully who you employ. It would be hard to hire a recement, or even a temp, because of Kang-Hee and Ye-Eun. At most, their maternity leave couldst 2/3 years, and it could be a pain to dispose of the temp once bothe back. I understand. But even if not Ye-Euns share, at least Kang-Hees Ah, no, I am being too hasty here and that is not for me to judge, but if you would consider hiring one temp for our team
Mr. President, are you listening?
Mr. President?
Normally, Si-Jin would have already shut her mouth when she said I cannot do it, No way and You have to acknowledge it. His reaction was way too strange.
Na-Yool red at the back of his head with an annoyed expression. But suddenly her face tensed up with anxiousness as she was concerned that he might have passed out in a standing position.
Mr. President?
Mr. President, are you alright?
Na-Yool was now seriously worried. With her current unstable state of mindbined with her anger, maybe it was her who could not hear a thing. As she focused her attention on Si-Jin, she could hear a heavy breathing that broke the silence in an ominous way.
It was kind of like a groan, almost imperceptible, as if he were out of breath
Ha, uuugh
Oh my god, Mr. President. Are you sure you are okay?
The document was held high in the left hand, which Na-Yool could barely see from her side, and shined under the high light stand. She noticed that the paper was slightly wrinkled, as the hand firmly squeezed it.
Something was definitely wrong. From a distance, it looked as if his body, which until now seemed to just lean on the desk, dangerously shook. It was so tense that Na-Yool could almost see his spine through his shirt, which hugged his back. It looked as if he battled an indescribable pain.
Was his stomach hurting? Maybe the appendix? Yes, if it was the right side it should be the appendix. If it was painful enough for him to clutch on it, it must be serious. And the way his right arm moved as if he had put some strength in it and suddenly lost energy C it was not natural. What could possibly be so painf-
Now was not the time to think. Even if she did not like him, Si-Jin had to be helped. She bit her lips and walked towards him with haste.
As I thought youre not well, Mr. President.
Ha
Look at your breathing! How painful it must be, for you to not even be able to speak since earlier! I know work is important but think about your
health first
Her eyes met his head, as their hot and cold breaths intertwined in the air between them. Na-Yools hand, which had grabbed Si-Jins shoulder, quietly slid off.
Just then, a wireless earbud, sting heavy music, fell from Si-Jins ear. As if it had waited for the right moment, a unty guitar riff started to y and resonated in the heavy silence.
Time had stopped.
There she was C in front of her perverted boss who was enthusiastically jerking off as he worked overtime.
Chapter 2 C Midnight Saturday, 00:00 a.m.
At this very moment, the sensation of time had stopped was probably an illusion created by a shared sense of desperation. It was hard to tell whether it was a short time period that felt like an eternity, or if a long time had actually passed.
Both stared at each other nkly, like some cavemen deprived ofnguage.
How nice it would be if time had indeed stopped. Unfortunately, as the guitar riff that rose from the floor increased in volume, Na-Yool felt the fast flow of time run through her skin.
Chapter 9
Never had she known a more solemn moment in her whole life.
Unable to face the head any longer, she looked even more down, and expected her eyes to meet the floor. But just then, like a camera that zoomed in to focus, histhingaggressively filled her vision.
That thing, that the mans thick-boned and elongated fingers gripped resolutely its ugliness was unmatched. As far as she could look back at her previous experiences, Na-Yool had never met a man with such an ugly long, huge thing.
Not to mention, how could it look so unreservedly proud, despite being the one responsible for the humiliation, embarrassment, and indecency of the situation?
I dont think I could even hold it in my han
Such a nasty thing, why would I even? Why would I?!
As if she had seen the most hideous thing on Earth, Na-Yool feigned to shudder and lifted her head in an unnatural manner.
It was only then that her eyes met Si-Jins, frozen like a statue, a few seconds toote.
A chill passed them by. Si-Jin remained unfazed, seeminglyposed as he always was. But Na-Yool could tell.
She could tell he searched for the right timing to nonchntly put his junk back in ce, in vain.
Well, first of all, Im sorry.
Ugh, what should I say Yeah, somewhat, Im sorry.
Really, I am. I just
It never crossed my mind that you would be, hmm,releasingsome stress, here by yourself
I swear, Mr. President, I had no intention to invade your private time, no, your intimacy I should say
Kim Na-Yool. Dont you even know how to knock?
How could I not, Mr. President!
His sarcasm was so embarrassing that she shot back an obsequious answer. Awkwardness floated in the air.
Yes. Yes, of course I know. I did. mumbled Na-Yool back.
Of course, she had not knocked, and besides, her actions were the result of a kind of somnambulism caused by overwork. But the pervert who was too busy masturbating to hear a thing need not know that. While she showed a submissive attitude, she inwardly beat Si-Jins dignity to the pulp.
From all the topics they could be discussing now, he wanted to argue about the knocking!
Mr. President, you were so engrossed in your work that you could not hear it, that is all.
Thatwork. she said, looking down on his unsightly lower half. Her eyes twitched under her lowered eyelids as she tried to somehow defiantly stare at his thing, but eventually failed.
She could not bring herself to get a proper look, but he probably did not notice. She raised her head with confidence as she pretended to not be affected.
As shameless as ever, Si-Jin was stillposed, but a very thin crack in both his calm face and his head, could be seen. As she lifted her head higher, Na-Yool noticed both cracks getting wider. Even with a diminished field of vision, she had no trouble seeing the lower one slowly starting to shine.
In other words, she was unconsciously aware of the sticky situation they both were in.
Arent you supposed to wait for an answer after knocking? So I waited. She actually did not, but again, that pervert should not have blocked his ears in the first ce.
Why did youe in if you were waiting then?
I obviously thought that you were not in your office, and that I could quietly drop the documents and leave. It iste already, and I did not know if you had already left or not.
Na-Yool shook her head in a What else could I have done? stance. Good, she lied smoothly. It was her first time feeling this confident in front of him.Igot you by the balls,Im the one with the upper-hand, got it?
As she adopted an arrogant attitude, her feelings could be clearly conveyed to Sin-Jin. Si-Jin grinned as if it was nothing. But Na-Yool saw it. The faint flicker at the corners of his mouth.
Is thepanys messenger system for decoration?
The more important the document is, I would rather you sign it in person. Analogue is best.
It was the answer she had given to Si-Jin when he once asked Why would you take the trouble to run around to do work you could do sittingfortably at your desk? to break her spirit. She remembered the dirty look he gave her, when she then dared to ask why he felt the need to harass people in their face. And how he pestered her even more after he persistently called for her.
Chapter 10
That memory was worth that space it had taken in her mind C she could not wait to use it now to provoke him. Because Si-Jin now looked even more displeased.
Kim Na-Yool, in the analogue world that you like, from amon-sense standpoint, the fact that there is no answer is the answer.
With all due respect, I doubt you are qualified toment aboutmon sense at the moment
Are you not yourself holding your dick in front of a female subordinate, Mr. President?
It was the very first time in her life she said the word dick. Na-Yool feared she would die if she let such crude words out of her mouth, but as it allowed her to trample over Si-Jin, it was not that bad.
At the sight of Si-Jin frozen due to her words, said with no hesitation, Na-Yool brightly eximed: Oh dear, now that I say it out loud, it sure sounds like I should report you!
Indeed, you look just like a sexual harasser.
She could see his lips now shake slightly. Somehow, it seemed she had triggered his anger rather than his sense of shame, which she had aimed for. But even so, was he not a pervert who had exposed his lower half at work? A pervert with an Adonis face.
At this very instant, Kwon Si-Jin lookedmore insignificantthan ever.
Of course, its not like I will report it. I dide in without knowing you were enjoying your private timeand I understand that, unable to ovee the urge, you tried to relieve your desire without even considering where you were
Thats enough.
Yes, it couldnt be helped. Such a disgusting thing, it must be in your instinct
Enough, shut up.
The higher ground that Na-Yool stood on shook and, out of habit, she shut up at once. It truly was a very unfortunate habit. The thought that she had in fact no reason to be silenced only crossed her mind a few secondster.
Just as Na-Yool was about to open her mouth again, Si-Jin came one step closer. So you think you got something on me, huh? How cocky.
His expression, indifferent so far, distorted into a foul one. He threw behind him the documents he held and faced Na-Yool with his erected penis, now freed from his grasp, that pointed straight towards her with no intention to hide nor subdue. Very intimidating as if to stab her.
Si-Jin smirked. Come on, go run your mouth about it. Go tell everyone that you saw with your own eyes President Kwon jerking off in his office instead of working.
A thug. He sounds like a perfect thug.
It was the only word Na-Yool coulde up with to describe his wicked nature. And the only word that filled her head at that instant. A thug. No doubt, he was a thug in the flesh.
It is the truth after all, isnt it?
Did someone say it was not?
But would someone trust your words?
Our Kim Na Yool must have hated me a little.
It was not his usual stiff Kim Na Yool tone, but a softer, mocking Kim Na Yool. A friendly tone that mimicked the way her close colleagues would talk to her.
Si-Jin came one step closer. As he was closing the distance between them, Na-Yool tried to step back. But he grabbed her by the forearm and reduced the distance even more.
In the midst of it, Na-Yool was internally relieved that the hand that grabbed her was not the one he had used to grab his dick no, his thing.But Si-Jins expression scared her nevertheless.
First, please let me go
I must have caused our Kim Na-Yool some trouble.
Im d you are aware of it.
It might feel like a silver lining in the cloud storm, but how regrettable. No one knows about your grudge.
About how much you hate me.
A cheeky smile beamed on his handsome face. As she sensed that she could fall for him if she let down her guard even a little, Na-Yool tried to pull herself together. Only one thing brought her to her senses, his thing that swung at the corner of her eye. She hated it even more than its owner
But why the hell was he not putting that ugly thing back in? Did he think she would be intimidated by its menacing stiffness?
What makes you think I would tell this matter only to people from thepany? Although my personal antipathy has nothing to do with outsiders
Well, obviously because, thinking rationally, it is absurd to do otherwise. On your way home after resigning, in an urge to curse me out, you might spout whatever nonsense to the first blockhead willing to lend you an ear. But if it spreads, be sure I will sue the two blockheads that you are for defamation.
I have no intention to quit my job.
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How surprising. For you to run your mouth like this, I expected you had already written your resignation letter.
You sound like you would write it for me if I said I didnt.
Isnt itmon sense?
Lets not talk aboutmon sense when you are still not making much sense yourself at this very moment. Having it out like this
Its ok, nothing difficult in closing a zipper. Dont you think?
Do you think the issue will be solved just by closing your zipper when it is so erected? You clearly cant even walk to the parking lot.
How kind of you to worry about me, Ms. Na-Yool. Not like you will help me release it, anyway.
He called her name in a suave mocking tone. Their conversation took a weird turn, but neither of them gave way. A bizarre discussion with no concession. Na-Yool, unyielding, red down at Si-Jins imposing thing.
As if she would get intimidated enough to jerk him off!
You should finish what you started yourself. Please refrain from sexually harassing your female subordinate.
How could that count as sexual harassment? And strictly speaking, arent I the victim here? You were the one who entered without permission and peeped at my body.
I was not peeping
It is also you who looked at my private part, forcibly shaming me, leaving a permanent mental scar
How brazen of you to say that, when you dont even know a thing about shame.
Ouch, thats hurtful.Hurtful, what a joke.
I can concede you might pull it out when you are alone, but why do you keep it so crudely standing out when Im here with you? This is clearly a sexual assault, Mr. President.
So now its sexual assault?
Of course,
How much more do you want to provoke me?
Did he need to ejacte soon?
Anyway, do whatever you want, but for now just look a bit more.
No, thank you. That is disgusting. Why should I?
Because thanks to you Im about to cum.
Yikes! No way! Dont you dare grab it!
With you staring at my dick so intensely since earlier, I dont think my hand is needed.
Startled, Na-Yool lifted her head. Si-Jins had a depraved look, oddly contrasting his neat face. He who always looked calm andposed, he did not wear his sophisticated teasing smile either. It was as if he had removed his outeryer to reveal a face filled with raw desire.
A sense of difort quickly spread into the air. The atmosphere that surrounded Na-Yool felt unfamiliar, and even breathing was getting difficult. She took a few short hot breaths.
She screwed up. She felt that thought to the bone.
I did no-
You looked at it like you were going to devour it.
No. Never.
Have you starved for a while now?
Absolutely not. Na-Yool answered rigidly, looking aimlessly somewhere beyond Si-Jin. Just then, the hand that had grabbed her forearm slid around her waist. Her spine straightened up with tension.
Well, if you say so.
I mean it. I was so shocked that you would let it out in the open, with no basic human manners, it was meant to catch my attention
Then, are you aware that right now, in the middle of the night, You, me, and my erected dick, are all alone here?
Some employees from the Video Department might still be around
Do you want them to be?
You really want someone to see us like this?
The manly hand wrapped around Na-Yools waist and his thing pointed up even more towards her. Na-Yools hands instinctively went on his chest to keep her bnce. No doubt Na-Yool would be seen as the one responsible for the excitement of his deadly weapon. They looked like a couple ying around, not paying attention to where they are.
Cunning bastard!
Thats, thats unfair.
Kim Na-Yool actually ys around every night with President Kwon in his office. Yeah, sounds nice. He sputtered such bullshit with a low, sweet voice. Na-Yool quivered in protest.
I would have to lose my mind for it to ever happen!
Look at my handsome boy. Rather than my hand, doesnt it look happier to have you getting it up, Ms. Na-Yool?
Take into consideration themon sense of the witness.
Even in the midst of this, his arrogance was unmatched. Although ultimately, he was nothing more than a self-erected pervert in a bind.
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I am being reasonable here. If we both keep it for ourselves, no one will know weve been ying around.
Can you stop talking so shamelessly as if something actually happened? And if someone has to keep silent, that would be me. What I am saying is that Im willing to turn a blind eye.
So, will you overlook this incident?
At this point, she felt bewitched. To begin with, I told you I have no intention to resign. So there is no way I would spread rumors about it.
Then you should have piped down and escaped when I scared you earlier. Before getting caught up like this.
Well, since I caught my employers weakness already, shouldnt I use it to ask for something?
Sure, go ahead.
Will you grant it?
Lets hear it first.
For someone doing things only a trenchcoated man in front of a girl school would do, you sure are conceited.
Actually, if you were to jerk me off with your own hands, we could turn that rtionship into a true fact, and there will be no need to grant any annoying demand. I know that with my dick out like this it is hard to believe, but Im a well-mannered man.
Why would I want such a dirty rtionship?
Isnt that what you wanted in the first ce? Why else, if you met a pervert, would you not run away before getting caught in his dirty deed, like a normal person?
You misread my facial expression. Its not the sight of the freaking erected pervert that triggered my hunger, its just Na-Yool was at loss for words. She wished it were because of his inappropriate brazenness andck of rationality, but she could not ignore that he had hit the mark. The humiliation she felt from it had left her speechless.
Si-Jins enormous penis is still standing proud, its head firmly held high, as if to stab her at any moment. It is even uglier, even more threatening than earlier, but is never touching her body. There is a safe distance between them. There is no strength either in the arm wrapped around her waist. She can escape at any time.
But she does not.
She must have gone mad. With a straight face, as if he never got excited by her gaze, Si-Jin said: So tell me what you want. Because right now, if you only agreed to sleep with me once, I feel like I could kneel in front of you and crawl like a dog.
Would you feel relieved if I was implicated directly?
How scared do you think I am of your loose lips? Not like I need to sleep with you just to shut your mouth anyway.
Look at you, still bluffing at this point. I know you fear that I will tell the whole neighborhood about your nasty hobby.
Contrary to Na-Yools casual tone, her hands trembled. She let them down and they inadvertently fell near Si-Jins lower region.
She truly had lost her mind. She was drawn to him as if under a spell. Her thin wrist brushed against the tip of his erected penis, on the verge of bursting. She panted hot air.
Si-Jin chuckled and whispered: Well, arent you a little too cute to scare me?
You just keep on ignoring me
Right now, you get me so horny. Its just what it is.
You got hard by yourself. Not because of me.
I already came once earlier. So right now, this is all on you. Im so hard, what should I do with you?
His sharpughter and cracked voice indicated he had lost patience. He roughly pulled Na-Yool closer to him. His raging penis rubbed against her abdomen, unwavering.
Ugh Hnng
Such lovely moans. More than I imagined.
More than he imagined? Before she could get a proper feel of the foreign object, he turned her over and pushed her to the desk. Na-Yool was now half-lying on the desk, with Si-Jin on top of her.
Uuuhh are you really the President that I know? she asked in ast moment of doubt, as she surrendered her body.
For doing it with a stranger, our cock-gazing Kim Na-Yool is doing pretty great
How can you such crude words
Who was it who firstmented on her boss dick?
Chapter 13
Si-Jin boldly unbuttoned Na-Yools blouse. He opened it without untucking the part tucked into her skirt, which revealed only her chest covered up by her bra.
Youve got racier tastes than you look. he said,menting on her underwear. The cheerful tone of his voice told her that he was rather pleased about this fact.
Si-Jin did not unhook her bra. Instead, he pushed it up, asking nonchntly: What about your boyfriend?
We broke up. Or else how could I do such a crazy thing
When.
Two uuuhh days ago.
From your most recent aplishments, its my favorite one.
Am I that bad at doing my work?
Lets just say you did particrly good with this one, Ms. Na-Yool. he whispered in her ears, while his big hands grabbed her full chest.
He had used polite speech, as if to signify he was really happy about it. And, with great satisfaction, he started to fondle her breast, as he kneaded it into various shapes.
CONTENT WARNING: SLIGHT DUB CON (from this point forward)
I- uuh, I did not initiate it.
Oh so you didnt dump him, he did, then? How lower can you get, doing this with me
If I was the one who dumped him, I would feel too sorry to even be doing it.
You had a clean break-up, so no need to feel this way.
I am not like you, Mr. President.
What do you mean, like me?
a cocky jerk
Dont pretend to be all innocent when you are lying down under that cocky jerk on your own volition!
Ahnnng!
Tweaking Na-Yools nipples in opposite directions, Si-Jinughed spitefully.
I will be the pervert here, so be at ease.
His tender tone was self-contradictory. Na-Yools skirt crawled up against his firm thighs. His fingers, digging thoroughly between her legs, pulled her tights down to her thighs. The inside of her underwear was already wet.
Closing her legs together, Na-Yool tried to sit back. But Si-Jin firmly held her back and, burying his lips in her cleavage, whispered:
You act all disgusted by your pervy boss erected cock, but here you are, all wet before my fingers even prate you, already turned on by having your tits teased
Hnn
Looks like I am not the only pervert here, Ms. Na-Yool.
His penis already dripping with pre-cum, he slowly rubbed her bare thighs, as if about to enter her. Her skirt crawled up even farther, up to her stomach. Si-Jin pressed his lips on her chin and smiled brightly.
With you overflowing down like this, who would take you for a quiet and docile employee?
Ngh Dont think you can, make fun of me. If I open my mouth about this incident, you will
Its toote now. Youre so wet my dick is eager to slip in.
If you dont, like it, hnng, then put it away!
Im loving it, thats the thing. Are you always this wet?
Ungh! Hnnng
Or did I give you too much freedom?
What, freedom?
If you had time to fool around with your boyfriend, I wonder if the working environment is too carefree.
Too carefree? Are you crazy?
Na-Yool gave him a dark re, more resentful for his choice of the word carefree than his casual sexual remarks that invaded her daily life. Meanwhile, Si-Jin pulled out a condom from who-know-where and smoothly rolled it on his raging penis. Shrugging his shoulder, he said in a mocking tone:
Truth is, I was even surprised to hear you were dating someone.
What are you sayihng!
It was the voice of a convicted criminal. But every time she would protest, her mind would go out.
Her tights down to her knees, Na-Yools legs were now binded. Instead of pulling it all the way down, Si-Jin lifted her legs and brought her knees up on her chest.
Forced into this position, Na-Yoolsdy parts were in Si-Jins full view. And there was no use struggling.
Hnnn, let
Let you what?
Let go of me Mr. President
After all this?
He softly rejected Na-Yools plea. She felt his hot breath on her wet underwear, suddenly even damper under his cold touch. Na-Yool quivered.
Only then did the hot breath directly touch her wet skin. His red tongue dug into the crack.
Uuhng!
The obscene squelching sound bothered her ears. Si-Jins soft organ pocked the inside of her wet hole, gently sucking her burning up genitals.
Not exactly conservative but not very open-minded either, Na-Yool had never allowed any of her few boyfriends to do that. But again, not many men were earnestly willing to please a woman in such a manner.
Hnnnnnn hng!
Losing herself, her moans kept flowing out uncontrobly. Never had she been more ashamed in her whole life. It was also the first time she felt so exhratingly turned on.
She stretched her arm between her thighs drawn up to her chest and grabbed Si-Jins head. His hair kept tickling the skin of her lower region with a burning sensation. Her arm was shaking, as if she was not sure herself if she wanted to push him away or hold him even closer.
Chapter 14
CONTENT WARNING: SLIGHT DUB CON (continued)
In response, Si-Jins tongue and body climbed farther up, sucking on her clitoris with vigor. He then turned his head up as if to yfully push Na-Yools hand away with his forehead, only to bury his face in her palm. Na-Yools calves tensed up, and she moaned while softly caressing his hair.
Haahng, hnn, huuhng!
Oh god this is good, so good!impulsively cried out Na-Yool internally, almost pleading for more.
Just as she was about to climax, a second before that perfect moment of bliss, Si-Jin moved his lips away and crawled like a snake up to her face, now looking down on her.
His wide back covering the lighting from the stand casted arge shadow over Na-Yool, as if dominating her. Heughed, his red tongue sweeping over his lips soaked with her love juice. It was a youthful, brightugh, very unlike him, making it almost primitive and explicit.
While Na-Yool was busy staring at his lips, he tied her tights together and, raising her leg upwards, he entered her with a gentle push.
Huh-uhg
Slowly, but to the deepest part into her inner walls. Na-Yool climaxed at the very instant he prated her. As if all her needs were fulfilled.
Though unexpected, she was pleased. She instinctively swallowed back her moan and held her breath, quivering. Xi Jin mumbled a swearing.
Oh, fuck
Uhg
Its fucking cramped in there. Haa youre too tight, you know that?
Holding his urge to ejacte, he groaned in a low voice. Na-Yool did not feel likementing on his cursing. At least, not now. Because in this instant, his thing inside her was her favorite thing in the world.
How can you squeeze it like this before I even put it all in? Thats cheating.
Yours is ridiculously big, uuhg Im full
No, believe me, you can take more in.
No, if you push it further I Take it out. Its too big
Rx.
I- am- uunhgrxed- Dont move like that
I will never hurt you. So rx.
Si-Jin opened Na-Yools legs wide open, tearing her tights up in the process, and slowly pushed even deeper into her. He still had not entered her all the way to the base of his penis, but the sensation was iparable.
Haaang
Na-Yool moaned contentedly as she shuddered, overwhelmed by his member filling her inner walls, turned hypersensitive due to her first climaxing. It felt like his hot thing was crushing her insides. Her whole body trembled.
Haa
Anguorous sigh fell on her forehead, like a sweet sense of pressure conquering her body. Na-Yool held Si-Jins neck and hugged him.
Almost with too much ease, Si-Jin moved her hips back, then thrusted all the way into her. This time, it made a wet splish sound, like sshing water. Na-Yools inside was overflowing, dripping out, however Si-Jins member was still too unbearably thick. Not to mention her frustration of not being able to take the whole thing in. Na-Yool breathed in.
Uuuh
Does it hurt?
For the first time, his voice sounded tender and sincere. Na-Yool shook her head with honesty, indicating she was not in pain.
Thenguorous smile which remained on Si-Jins face grew thicker. As his hips thrusted faster and faster, their flesh pping together were burning hot like they were on fire.
With you tightening up at my every thrust, my cock is about to melt inside.
Dont-hng- talk like this
You sure can take it all well, Kim Na-Yool.
How could his attitudepletely change, and yet he kept saying such dirty words?
And why did that fact excite her even more?
Why was she not bothered by his wicked face? Where had the Kim Na-Yool who started a fight with her ex over the word my ass gone? Why was she here, entangled in an immoral situation with her lewd foul-mouthed boss, listening to obscenities she had never heard in her life?
And why did she not have any thought of breaking free?
She knew the answer. It was a simple self-delusion.
Right, it was just a one-night thing. It just happened because she was not in her right mind. And anyway, he had much more to lose than her.
The relief she felt from having seen the man she had sex with at its lowest was more than ironic. Seeing him, someone so sessful, in that state, had given her the illusion that inparison she had nothing to lose from this rtionship.
Chapter 15
CONTENT WARNING: SLIGHT DUB CON (continued)
Na-Yools arms weakly holding Si-Jins body hugged him tighter. She did not know where that courage came from. Maybe it was her desire to not yield to him, or maybe some kind of remaining resentment towards Sang-Hoon. She finally let loose of the breath she was holding in. Though the man on top of her was mostly responsible for her hard breathing
That is why life was so ironic. Well, it is not like things were that much different before Si-Jin appeared in her life. Recalling all the simr moments she had lived so far, she decided to forget the irony of the instant.
If she were to think deeper about it, who knows what unwanted and pathetic old feelings towards Si-Jin could resurface.
Yes, lets just go crazy tonight only.
The next move was obvious. Si-Jin would be satisfied with her shutting her mouth about this affair, and as for Na-Yool, she would pretend not to know or have done anything that night.
Her legs, spread on each side, bounced in the air as he pushed in, followed by her breasts jiggling up and down at his thrusting. Si-Jin pinched her erect nipples between his fingers and shook her breasts, fondling her almost as if bullying her.
But instead, the fact that Na-Yool did not feel troubled by it was troubling. Moaning non-stop with an unfamiliar lustful voice, she closed her eyes, refusing to look at him any longer.
She let her suspicious obsession for his fingertips quietly flow away like an illusion.
***
Chapter 3 C Monday morning, 8:23 a.m.
[Hey]
[Kim Na-Yool]
[You sleeping?]
[Oh fuck it, I wont ask]
[Because I know youre not]
[Youre probably working. That work youre so good at]
[If someone sees you, they might think youre making a ton of money!]
Sigh
[You called me a thug just because I said my ass right?]
[You drive me nuts, I really dont know how the fuck I dated you for 200 days]
[How is my ass an insult?]
[Tell me, how?]
[Dont you know what an insult is? What a fucking shitshow]
[Well, something like that? Dont you know?]
[Oh but just now I was not cursing you]
[It was just an example]
[It was not directed towards you]
[For real, I swear]
[I wasnt insulting you, please believe me, Na-Yool]
With a tired face, Na-Yool sighed silently and looked down at her phone as it exploded with messages from a drunk Sang-Hoon. The sent time showed around 2 a.m.
As Sang-Hoon said, she usually would have been unable to sleep at that time. Fortunately, she had slept like a log from yesterday afternoon to this morning, so she did not have to deal with his ridiculous state in real-time.
She barely remembered getting up and ready to leave for work. The weekend had gone by in a sh. She remembered Fridays night incident, and then
Is it because there were too many incidents in between?
But rather, she felt oddly rxed, as if nothing had happened. She tilted her head side to side to stretch her stiff neck, and mechanically scrolled down her phone screen that was filled with Sang-Hoons meaningless messages.
Sang-Hoon sure said stupid and useless things in a much-borated way but, with all due respect to his earnestness, Na-Yools mind waspletely focused on something else.
I think we did it one more time on the sofa
She even remembered how loud they were. It seems like they did more after that, but she was clearly out of her mind then, and as she had no recollection of what happened afterward, she probably fainted.
She did not know whether the day was bright when she woke up, or she woke because the day was bright. Either way, when she opened her eyes, shey on the sofa of the President office, and Si-Jin gently dried his wet hair with a towel after a shower.
As she stared nkly at him, the clock suddenly caught her attention and reminded her of files she had lost. With desperation, she had rushed out of Si-Jins office to finish her work on it just in time. Proposals yet rejected again by the man.
What a cooldown of his attitude.
Indeed, it clearly had cooled down. With how Si-Jin stuck to Na-Yool and interfered between her and the client, there was nothing more to say. If a so-called mood had briefly existed between them, it had died at the instant she left his office.
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But what was even more annoying for her was the fact that, ultimately, the more he interfered in her work, the better the oue of the proposal that she presented to the client.
It is not like she was not aware of his talent, but who would take pleasure in being humiliated right on the spot? She could not even deny the need for his interference C nor the importance of it. It really sucked to admit it.
How rich, for someone who could not control his urge for me just yesterday
Na-Yool found some peace of mind only after she mentally devalued Si-Jin. Then, she thought about how he had remained by her side until the client gave confirmation.
Indeed, it was a little unexpected. Still, as she nonchntly scrolled down the chat, she recalled Saturday afternoon.
It was a short winter day, and the afternoon felt like evening. As if it was the natural course of events, Si-Jin had hinted his intention to take her home in his own car.
In spite of herself, Na-Yool epted his offer in the end, and did not realize the incongruity of her situation until she got out in front of her house and waved him goodbye as if under a spell. They did not talk much during the ride, but she now knew for a fact that he surprisingly liked loud music C the music he yed in the car was the same asthattime.
Until now, it was a session of unthinkable events but
There will not be any more.
Throughout the weekend, he had not contacted her outside of work, and she also did not expect any personal call from him anyway.
Yes, I never expected anything from him. And he is certainly not the reason I could not sleep until Sunday morning. Absolutely not.
Rather, it made no doubt that itwasindeed the reason for the sleepiness that wore her out, and that fooling her own self it was not had also contributed in keeping her awake.
First of all, if she thought it was not, then it was not. If she believed so, that is what it was.
Anyway, she had fainted due to overthinking it and now here she was, as she faced Sang-Hoons absurd messages on her way to work after a quick morning routine.
[Truth is, I know it too. That I have been bad to you in many ways]
[I know there is not a single woman as hardworking as you]
[I was wrong]
[My friends said so. That I was a dumbhead who didnt realize how lucky he was That I didnt know how great of a woman you are]
For real, what a load of crap. I was wrong, my ass.
The bad words she hated so much came out of her mouth. No other words were more appropriate.
Dammit. It was a load of crap.
[You are not a gold-digger who does not know her position]
[Youre different from those women who fish for a rich man to live off of his wealth]
[You have no intention either to be a full-time housewife]
[You know your worth]
[Thats right, and its probably why you dont even dream such a futile dream]
[You really are a kind and good woman. Maybe because you know well that you are not that pretty?]
This crazy bastard. There truly was nothing a stupid man cannot say when he is drunk.
[Ha When I think about it, thats why I liked you at first.]
[Your unwomanly attitude and appearance these days,]
[That unwomanly way you have to be responsible for your own life,]
[Its different from ordinary Korean women who simply wish to marry and livefortably as a stay-at-home while raising their children.]
Did Sang-Hoon even realize he spit on his own mothers face, who had served him breakfast every single morning during his 31 years of existence? His mother had been a full-time housewife all her life to raise aman who could not even act his age, and that is how he was repaying the favor.
Na-Yools mother, who had been treated harshly her whole life by her inws because she failed to give birth to a son, would feel mentally victorious when someones son from the neighborhood was a bit of a weirdo. I knew it, it is better not to have a son to begin with, she would say, triumphantly.
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But what was even more annoying for her was the fact that, ultimately, the more he interfered in her work, the better the oue of the proposal that she presented to the client.
It is not like she was not aware of his talent, but who would take pleasure in being humiliated right on the spot? She could not even deny the need for his interference C nor the importance of it. It really sucked to admit it.
How rich, for someone who could not control his urge for me just yesterday
Na-Yool found some peace of mind only after she mentally devalued Si-Jin. Then, she thought about how he had remained by her side until the client gave confirmation.
Indeed, it was a little unexpected. Still, as she nonchntly scrolled down the chat, she recalled Saturday afternoon.
It was a short winter day, and the afternoon felt like evening. As if it was the natural course of events, Si-Jin had hinted his intention to take her home in his own car.
In spite of herself, Na-Yool epted his offer in the end, and did not realize the incongruity of her situation until she got out in front of her house and waved him goodbye as if under a spell. They did not talk much during the ride, but she now knew for a fact that he surprisingly liked loud music C the music he yed in the car was the same asthattime.
Until now, it was a session of unthinkable events but
There will not be any more.
Throughout the weekend, he had not contacted her outside of work, and she also did not expect any personal call from him anyway.
Yes, I never expected anything from him. And he is certainly not the reason I could not sleep until Sunday morning. Absolutely not.
Rather, it made no doubt that itwasindeed the reason for the sleepiness that wore her out, and that fooling her own self it was not had also contributed in keeping her awake.
First of all, if she thought it was not, then it was not. If she believed so, that is what it was.
Anyway, she had fainted due to overthinking it and now here she was, as she faced Sang-Hoons absurd messages on her way to work after a quick morning routine.
[Truth is, I know it too. That I have been bad to you in many ways]
[I know there is not a single woman as hardworking as you]
[I was wrong]
[My friends said so. That I was a dumbhead who didnt realize how lucky he was That I didnt know how great of a woman you are]
For real, what a load of crap. I was wrong, my ass.
The bad words she hated so much came out of her mouth. No other words were more appropriate.
Dammit. It was a load of crap.
[You are not a gold-digger who does not know her position]
[Youre different from those women who fish for a rich man to live off of his wealth]
[You have no intention either to be a full-time housewife]
[You know your worth]
[Thats right, and its probably why you dont even dream such a futile dream]
[You really are a kind and good woman. Maybe because you know well that you are not that pretty?]
This crazy bastard. There truly was nothing a stupid man cannot say when he is drunk.
[Ha When I think about it, thats why I liked you at first.]
[Your unwomanly attitude and appearance these days,]
[That unwomanly way you have to be responsible for your own life,]
[Its different from ordinary Korean women who simply wish to marry and livefortably as a stay-at-home while raising their children.]
Did Sang-Hoon even realize he spit on his own mothers face, who had served him breakfast every single morning during his 31 years of existence? His mother had been a full-time housewife all her life to raise aman who could not even act his age, and that is how he was repaying the favor.
Na-Yools mother, who had been treated harshly her whole life by her inws because she failed to give birth to a son, would feel mentally victorious when someones son from the neighborhood was a bit of a weirdo. I knew it, it is better not to have a son to begin with, she would say, triumphantly.
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Sang-Hoons pathetic words were already annoying as it was, but even more when read out-loud with a soulless robotic voice. Overwhelmed by an indescribable fury, she tried to switch off her phone, but a hand reached out from behind and swiftly snatched it.
Ah-
Its always the same with you, Kim Na-Yool. Always thinking only about yourself, alwaysWhat is next? Si-Jin brazenly asked, as he shoved the hurtful message in Na-Yools face to decipher it for him.
Always sacrificing me for your own greed
Na-Yool felt her whole situation, of having to interpret statements that she did not even agree to, absolutely ridiculous. As soon as she stopped reading, Si-Jin took back the phone and continued where she left off.
You are such an evil woman. So evil
What a creep.
Just know that Im watching you to see how more selfish you can get. Got it?
He said he is watching you.
Yeah, I heard that.
Ding!The elevator signaled that it arrived at her floor, much to her relief, and Na-Yool hastily got off. Withrge strides, she rushed away from Si-Jin as fast as she could. Only to suddenly stop, and look down at her empty hand.
Ha
Its driving me nuts.With a long face, Na-Yool reluctantly turned around and retraced her steps back to him.
My phone, please.
He said you will regret it, Ms. Kim Na-Yool.
Stop reading already.
Absolutely, anda hundred percent, he said.
As soon as Si-Jin resumed reading Sang-Hoons childish messages in his robotic tone, Na-Yool felt a chill once again. She silently but resolutely reached out her hand open as if to stop him. Si-Jin stared at it with an interrogative look on his face.
Mr. President.
Im the kind that is not satisfied with a book or a movie until I have seen its end, you see.
But this is neither a book, nor a movie, nor anything else!
What was so funny about it?!? As she trembled furiously, Na-Yool tried to take the phone by force, but Si-Jin, unfazed, raised the hand that held the device so that it was out of her reach. Na-Yool jumped up and down in a pathetic attempt to catch it as she screamed her resentment.
Dont use this for your own entertainment! This is my personal business! This is your employees private life!
It is indeed.
What kind of answer is that! Mr. President!
It is, but dont we have a special rtionship now? Especially in this area
These messages have never concerned you in any way!
So by the way, you were thinking of marrying that guy?
The words Si-Jin casually flung at her brought an embarrassment stronger than the irritation she felt towards him. It was not as grand as a feeling of humiliation, but just in embarrassment. Not to the point that she could not lift her head, but just enough to refuse to hear any more than that.
[How crazy(in a bad way)in love was she(who was not in the same league)to want to marry with(as he clearly seemed from his messages)such a(dumb)guy?]
Na-Yool could hear Si-Jins thoughts C and read between them C without him saying them out loud. But thanks to him, her irritation and embarrassment passed, which gave way to a feeling of resentment, until all was left was herst pride that told her not to go as low as make sad excuses for herself.
But above all
Marriage was a topic that Sang-Hoon would always bring up while he slurped on kimchi soup, but to hear it from someone elses mouth really sounded like they were ready to tie the knot. Just the thought of it made her hair stand on end.
As if it was not enough to read someone elses conversation, are you going to read it up now?
Even when I start a book or a movie from the middle, I hate going back to see what happened.
I dont care, Im telling you to stop
I hate going back and forth. I did not look up. [T/N:Read it upandlook upare puns ><]
Of course, he held the phone itself physically high up in the air. As she jumped in ce to try to grab his arm, Na-Yool awkwardly stopped, as she saw an employee walking by in the distance. She tried to actposed, but Si-Jin stayed with his arm up, with his head leaning back in a very strange posture.
Then
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This bastard, he probably just thought we were having fun chatting. Si-Jin answered, his indifferent gaze still fixed on the screen. The way he stood made him look as if he was looking for a signal for the phone. Na-Yool red at him and mocked him internally.
She was even more annoyed by the fact that, despite looking like a weirdo with his arm up high, it emphasized his sexy jawline. But what could she do about it?Nothing, and she knew it. Filled with displeasure, she nheless red at his smooth and slender jaw. Just then, a shameful image montage furtively passed in front of her eyes.
His tightly closed jaw. His mesmerizing jawline and the sweat dripping down her forehead. Their bodies, roughly moving against each other. And that going up and down, making her dizzy, that
Jawline.
Right. That damn jawline.
This obscene part of her memory had haunted her from Saturday to Sunday afternoon, and deprived her of sleep. And that, despite the fact that, be it because of work or her break-up, she did not sleep for all weekdays and was exhausted to the point of falling asleep anywhere.
I think Im seeing for the first time how hopeless he is
But contrary to Friday night, this time held a bad meaning.
However, why, when she looked at his pathetic state, why did such a dirty memorye back to mind?
Could a pathetic man possibly be sexy? From her experience, Na-Yool did not believe so.
And in that sense, never had Na-Yool dated a sexy man. All the men she had dated thinking that they were okay were somewhat weird and pathetic. That observation put a damper on her desire.
Am I that bad at picking guys?
No, it cant be. Lets look at my line of ex-lovers.
Though she might sometimes have picked a few wrongly, ultimately, most of them were rather normal. Even if she had indeed made the wrong choice by going out with some pathetic men, never did she ignore that side of them and got flustered by them, betrayed her heart, and med her hormones.
So the situation is different.
For example, like right now.He is pathetic but
But he was sexy.
That is, despite the aversion and contempt she felt towards him.
It was a strange dilemma. Surprisingly, Na-Yool had already experienced that feeling. Just a few days ago,st Friday night. Like that night, she felt bewitched now. An attraction without logic. A chemical reaction that manifested as if set from the beginning.
Si-Jins expression was not different from usual. He looked rxed, just like the most detached man in the world.
The fact that he acted childishly so openly in thepany with such an aloof face C and that posture, which made him look like he attempted tomunicate with outer space C was pathetic beyond words
He truly is too vulgar and hopeless, but that jawline, its
Mouth-watering.
He is so pathetic I want to hit him once but
But she wanted to ignore that urge, and just lie down under that jawline of his one more time. That kind of dilemma.
Yes, a dilemma. But why does it have to be? No, above that, one more time?! What the heck? Did I lose my mind?! I did, didnt I
And so, you were also thinking of marrying him, is that it?
Yeah.What?
In a sh, Si-Jin burst her bubble of thoughts. Na-Yool raised her head with a stupid face.
Si-Jins oddly twisted head and arm were now back to their normal position. As if his weird posing never happened, he was back to looking like a normal human being, the nonchnt Kwon Si-Jin.
Dangerous. Such a good-looking appearance was dangerous Na-Yools instinct rang an rm.
In retrospect, Na-Yool had been caught up with Kwon Si-Jin right when he was the most pathetic and despicable person in the world C that is, undoubtedly, when he acted like a molester would C and ended up rolling with him under the moonlit hours. What is more, in his office.At thepany!
For Na-Yool, who lived a well-ordered and normal life, it was inconceivable. Never did she imagine doing it in that space, with slightly transparent walls, where hundreds of people could walk in and out during work hours.
Furthermore, with the man who always made her grind her teeth This pervert beyondmon sense
So it was easy to understand how much more dangerous the good-looking Si-Jin was to her.
Even if he was just a shell that briefly entered her life
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I am just trying to assess the depth of your rtionship.
As Na-Yool did not respond to him no matter how long he waited, Si-Jin repeated his question. His face was expressionless, but his tone did not fool her. It was a sharp interrogative tone, somewhere between annoyance and difort.
So what exactly are you trying to figure out here?
Like I said, the rtionship between you and that
He shortly looked down at the phone as he pondered on what the right word was to qualify Sang-Hoon.
that brainless loser.
There is no need to call him that
As the woman who had dated Sang-Hoon for 200 days, she wanted to deny what he was, but she could not really do that either. Anyone woulde to that conclusion just by reading his messages.
Hm, I wonder what I should call him then.
I dont know his name, after all.
You can just address him as my ex-boyfriend.
Ah, thats right. Ms. Na-Yools dumb jerk of an ex-boyfriend.
I told you I did not want to hear any further, Mr. President.
You do not need to enjoy it. As long as I do.
As if we were close enough to speak about it.
Thanks for the entertainment. mumbled Si-Jin cynically as he handed over her phone.
Na-Yool took it back, hid it behind her back and held it tight just in case he got tempted to snatch it again. Now that she had her phone, there was no need for further conversation C if she was to face him any longer, he would only put her patience to the test.
In any case, he truly was a wicked man. One who considered other peoples sad (or in fact, shameful) private issues as a source of his personal amusement.
I asked because he did not seem like the kind of guy you would be serious about.
Na-Yool was just about to throw a vague greeting and turn around, but her intention disappeared in an instant. Stunned that he so easily read her mind, she flinched and feltpelled to answer.
Am I wrong?
Whatever the case, it is between him and I.
Still
He felt skeptical about her answer. A bright smile passed over his cold expression. You are not denying it.
Mr. President. Since that time, you keep interpreting my words as you want to hear it, but
Are you sure its specifically from that time?
What the hell do you want from me? Na-Yool snapped with a sigh.
As workingte overtime wasmon, most employees would report to duty in the morning at the nick of the moment. Consequently, right now at this early hour, only a few employees passed by. But either way, it was hard not to mind them.
Lets start with the easy answer first.
She sighed deeply, as if she finally gave up. Taking it as a sign of consent, Si-Jin asked once more, So, did you have marriage in mind?
No, I never did.
How much did you love this dumb jerk then?
If a certainsomeonehad witnessed his pitiful side
If a certain someone had?
Did his tender voice which repeated her words, sound almost intimidating, or was it in her head?
How should I say I would not want to kill them for that.
Do you mean me?
No, I wouldnt dare you know just people. So to say, in fact, maybe I did not like him very much.
Are you the kind of person who finds evidence of her love from the intensity of her intent to murder a unrtedsomeone?
If thatsomeoneprovoked it, then it is not my responsibility. Doing that means that they are at least prepared to get either hit, insulted, or killed isnt it? But of course, I am not targeting anyone here.
Personally, I have never expected you to pick from any of these three choices.
It is obviously because you have nomon sense nor understanding. Some basic traits that anyone should have. For the first time since this morning, Na-Yoolshed out with no filter.
Looking down the phone screen disying Sang-Hoons messages (emphasize on the mess). Looking up the man showing off his tantck ofmon sense. Wherever she looked, she had no room to breathe.
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How did it turn out like this? How did she get stuck between a man she had been dating on and off for 200 days, and a man who never had anything to do with her in 2 years?
Na-Yool rubbed her forehead and sighed.
Alright, sure. Im d, you, at least, got your share of fun. Now if you will excuse me
Then teach me, Ms. Kim Na-Yool.
Wondering what kind of bullshit he was starting again, Na-Yool raised her drawn face. Si-Jin was beaming a charming smile.
Common sense and understanding.
Why did he have to be so charming to sprout such stupidities? For 2 seconds Na-Yool fell for that smile of his, but shortly burst intoughter, mocking him.
Unperturbed, Si-jin shrugged his shoulders with a rxed expression.
You said I would never have it, right? Someone like me.
No never might be an overstatement. No matter how much of a thug you are
Because, due to the ce and time, he was talking to her in polite speech, his other side had almost slipped out of her mind. The thug from Friday night. That thug, who was rude, vulgar, shallow and talked to her so dirtily
It is just that, currently, you are kind ofcking in these areas, Mr. President
Thats why, you can teach me. So that I can be a more eptable human being.
I believe it is beyond my ability. As for the use of theparative more, it implies that there are already existent qualities to cultivate. So in your case, it is simply impossi
In return, I will
Did he just say, in return? The words in return were like a button automatically shutting Na-Yools mouth. In this industry where changing job was much toomon, the reason her ass was so heavily sitting at Si-Jinspany was, in fact, because of such in return.
Sometimes, it was even the reason to exin things. Na-Yool stared at him with shiny eyes. At least, Si-Jin was a man who had never disappointed her with any in return.
I will protect you.
Until now.
Believing she was hearing things, Na-Yool frown and asked, repeating his words:
In return, who will protect what?
I will. Ms.Na-Yools secret.
Why would you? No wait, my secret? What kind of secret could you possibly protect? What secret are you even talking about?
The astonishment that took over her mind made her drop the minimum manners she had towards his President-self. Si-Jin grinned and, lowering his head to Na-Yools ear, whispered:
Im saying I wont tell anyone.
What?
That you jumped me.
Na-Yool froze on the spot. In a sh, Si-Jin aggressively twisted her head and slightly nibbled her earlobe, then raised her head.
Unlike just a few seconds ago, his face was beaming with no trace of malice. Though lost in confusion, Na-Yool forcefully smiled back at him, self-conscious of prying eyes. At the sight of her facial muscles trembling, Si-Jins sleek smile thickened.
Of course, it depends on how our Na-Yool will behave.
There it was again. The mocking our Na-Yool from Friday.
Keep up the good work.
With a light tap on the shoulder and an empty greeting, he left her. Na-Yool remained still in the spacious corridor, like a solitary statue in a public park that no one noticed.
Im sorry, what?
Chapter 4 C Monday afternoon, 12:55 p.m.
What did you talk about with the President earlier?
Hm?
This morning. asked Seung-Jae, leading the way to the office while sipping the straw of his coffee. Na-Yool, who was walking staring into space, answered awkwardly:
Talk?
Yeah.
With the president? Who? Me? I didnt though?
?
As she vehemently denied it without taking a single breath, Seung-Jae looked at her as if looking at a weirdo. But that was all. Seung-Jae was far from being the earnest or persistent type, and therefore not even close to suspecting anything was suspicious.
With no apparent interest in Na-Yools odd attitude, he continued:
I saw the two of you standing over there together, though.
Of all days, why did that guy, who would always arrive at 9 a.m. sharp, came early!
You must have been mistaken. How could it be? I keep telling you, you need to fix your sses.
This is my first time hearing this
I see you have bad hearing too! That wont do!
Also, I do not need a prescription, and these sses are lensless, Ms. Na-Yool
If Na-Yool could get more embarrassed than she already was, she would. To hide her difiture, she spoke as calmly as she could.
This is the problem. If you have a bad eyesight, stop acting so fashionable and get real sses.
Ive got a 1.5 eyesight.
On both sides?
Both.
Seung-Je nodded with satisfaction, proud of himself. As he started running his mouth ? although Na-Yool had no interest whatsoever ? on how he had LASEK surgery when he was a uni student and how painful it was, Na-Yool, at loss for words, nervously sipped on her coffee.
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When they went to buy lunch at the cafe on the 1st floor, unlike the impatient and foolish Seung-Jae who would always gulp his drink down before he even got back to his seat, Na-Yool had nned to slowly savor it at her desk after she neatly ate her sandwich. But for some reason, she was nervous.
So, did you hear? How much? What? Where?
I told you, I did not hear anything. I just saw you.
If I did, I wouldnt be asking. Why would I want to hear it twice?
Shes acting weirder that usualSeung-Jae mumbled to himself but he feared that Na-Yool might hear him, so he closed his mouth.
However Na-Yool had no time to scold her subordinate for his insolence. Her mind was too busy repeating at least 20 times how fortunate it was.
Well done.
Seung-Jae squinted his eyes as he was unsure how to interpret herpliment. He stared at Na-Yool with suspicion C she had on a wild, fake smile.
From now on too, keep living with your ears closed, Seung-Jae.
What? For real, what is it?
Nothing, really. What does the President always call me to discuss? Dont you know best?
Did you use Paint to make this?
Thats what he asksyou, you idiot.
Im sorry. We always hear it together, so I got confused.
Anyway, that guy, every time he sees me A weird image briefly scaring her not to talk more shed in her head once again, but she decided to forget it.
What was I doing in front of that kid, really
he is either abusive or spiteful. Thats all there is to it.
Well, maybe the President is acting this way because Ms. Na-Yool is particrly trustworthy who knows.
Without any knowledge of how dirty her mind was right now, Seung-Jae looked at Na-Yool with naive eyes. The casual lunchtime conversation had quickly turned into a soppy,forting session.
After all, it is all thanks to you that our team is doing great despite Mrs. Kang-Hee and Mrs. Ye-Euns absence.
At least he knew. How unexpected of that artistic albatross
Na-Yool looked at Seung-Jae with a puzzled expression. As he interpreted her staring into who-knows-what kind of meaning, Seung-Jae put his hand on her shoulder with an even more serious face.
You handled the work of three people all by yourself
Including you, its actually four though
As Seung-Jae endlessly sympathized with her, Na-Yool kept the words to herself, but it was true nheless. In any case, the conversation flow was not bad. At this rate, Seung-Jae would soon forget about the incongruous scene of Kwon Si-Jin and her standing side by side.
Of course, you tend to be a bit conservative, so your designs can sometimesck appeal but
No doubt the Na-Yool from Friday night would have snorted at the mention of conservative and just let it go. The current Na-Yool sighed and red at the conceited artist who mmed her in a roundabout way.
Surely, it had never crossed his mind that it was all thanks to this ck of appeal that even his work could be stomached.
but I sometimes really respect you.
What exactly is it that you sometimes respect?
The fact that you dont look like it but give your all to get things done. That kind of tenacity? Resolved spirit?
Seung-Jae Youreforting me right now, right?
You covered for me when I messed up.
Thats right.
You stayed up all night in my stead to work on the proposal rejected by the President.
I did. You really have a lot to thank me for.
As Seung-Jae nodded silently, Na-Yool burst intoughter and tapped his hand that rested on her shoulder.
Ms. Na-Yool, thanks to me you got a lot of incentive so you should be thankf
Thank you for nothing. I dont even have time to spend said incentive.
At times like this, we should end it nicely thanking each other.
Why should I thank you when Im grateful for nothing? How can you be so shameless?
Na-Yool shook her head and pped his hand off her shoulder. Seung-Jae flinched and grabbed it in pain.
Ow! It hurts.
Zip it.
Isnt this workce violence? From a senior to a subordinate
Lee Seung-Jae, youre still rambling. Again.
Even if I ramble, Im good-looking. And thats all there is to it. answered Seung-Jae insolently as he entered the office, and he clung to Na-Yool. His nice and cheeky smile suited a student more than apany employee.
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Maybe it was thanks to that carefree attitude that he could so easilye up with creative ideas
And for being so tactless, obviously.
With no warning, Na-Yool felt a I, too, was like that once, before getting worn out nostalgia that did not fit her age. It was indeed unreasonable to think so when one looked at Seung-Jae. After all, the 28 years old was only one year younger than her.
Anyway, dont be discouraged.
I am not. Because she did not get scolded. Threatened . . . maybe.
A donkey motivated to move by whipping will naturally get whipped, dont you know?
Huh? What kind of analogy is that?
Look at me. For someone who has so much to say to you, think about the annoyed you are not worth talking too look the President gives me each time I get kicked out of a project.
So what, are you saying Im the donkey?
Isnt it why you get whipped the most by the President? Verbally?
The mention of him punishing her verbally brought back strange memories to her head. Kwon Si-Jins lewd voice. His sardonic smile. His Adams apple peeking out of his shirt where the tie was loose
What on earth was wrong with her since that day?Had the umted overwork fried her brain? She had barely got rid of the lustful demon who had tortured her all over the weekend, but as soon as she had entered the office, she showed signs of rpse.
It was all because she had the misfortune to meet with that jerk right from Monday morning.
Na-Yool vigorously shook her head as if to shake off all the obscene and unpleasant things in her mind. Meanwhile, Seung-Jae, as was his habit, passed in front of Na-Yool and stretched out his arm to open the ss door for her, and said, No matter how I think about it, I think I am right.
I understand your good intentions, but dont you think its weird?
Its not that I want to justify why you are the only one the President treats like shit, Ms. Na-Yool, but
He bent his head to her ear to whisper the treating you like shit part and raised his head again.
Suddenly, Na-Yool saw his face C which she always thought yful and carefree C under a new light. Apart from the fact that he was an albatross, right now, with both Kang-Hee and Ye-Eun on maternity leave, he was the only witness who could testify of her hardship. Therefore, she could not hate him.
He patted Na-Yools shoulder once again. It is all because you are toopetent. Because you are sopetent in anything you do.
You really think so?
You know the President is not the style to even open his mouth if he judges his interlocutor not worth talking to. Just look at how quiet he is with me!
But on the other hand, if I was doing as great as you said, he would not have any reason to want to talk to me in the first ce.
Well, thats true. But why are you receiving myfort in a negative manner?
Its okay. Drop it now. I was not discouraged anyway. Na-Yool said as she waved her hand.
I kept worrying about it! Especially after I saw you both this morning.
What would you worry about?
As she had in her mind he was a tactless guy, she was a little touched that he surprisingly cared about her, but she continued talking without giving it much importance.
I am used to his disagreeable words anyway
The only difference from usual was that it had nothing to do with work, and that she had to forcibly listen to her drunk ex-boyfriends messages, got interrogated on her private life, and it all ended with a ridiculous threating from nowhere
Sure enough, you keep being in a daze since this morning, you keep muttering weird things by yourself
You dont seem to be yourself, so how could I not worry?
Ah, its not that he was attentive. Its me who was just crazy.Na-Yool calmly admitted the truth. She had undoubtedly lost her mind.
I will try to act less crazy. And try to draw less attention during work.
Oh, Im fine with it Its you who is not okay.
Sadly, she was not okay for a very different reason than the one Seung-Jae worried for. Her sound mind, her moderate moral sense
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At least, today you are going home early.
Yeah.
They sat at their desks that faced each other and opened a bag of snacks with a rustle. As Na-Yool switched on her monitor, Seung-Jae handed her the snacks from the cafe. She happily epted them.
Oh~ Lee Seung Jae! Those are expensive foreign snacks. How generous!
I know you like them. The red ones.
Yeah, I do. Thanks for the treat.
Go home early today and enjoy your long-awaited date with your boyfriend. You need a change of air.
Na-Yool flinched at the unexpected blow.
Or was it not one?
Last weekend. Was it a trip for your 200 days anniversary? You said you originally had nned to go to Gapyeong with your boyfriend
You had to cancel it, right? Because the President suddenly dumped a load of work on you on Thursday. You looked really upset.
Me?
Upset?
When?
Na-Yool was dumbfounded. So dumbfounded that she had nothing to answer back.
Dumbfounded by the fact that she hadpletely forgotten about Sang-Hoon past lunchtime, even though having to readandlisten to his drunk epic bullshit in the morning had left her absolutely stunned.
To think he was such an insignificant existence!
Ah Im really sorry. Seung-Jae abruptly apologized, stroking his brown hair. What exactly was he apologizing for was a mystery to Na-Yool. She stared at him with an interrogative look and asked:
Huh? About what?
You already had to postpone the trip with your boyfriend for two weeks. Three weeks ago, when the project was rejected because of me. You were dragged into it to substitute for me
Aah that.
Na-Yool answered indifferently, as if she talked about nothing of importance, which was in line with Sang-Hoons insignificant existence.
Thanks to you, it ended well.
What?
Nothing.
Right now, it was too cumbersome to exin that they had broken up. Not that it was hard to talk about it, but just troublesome. One thing she knew was that, above everything else, Seung-Jae had a keen interest in other peoples love life. If she were to mention the break-up, he would obviously investigate the why and the how. She had suffered from it already the previous time.
Besides, right now, not only Seung-Jae, but anyone would be a bother. And at this moment, she couldnt care less about Sang-Hoon. It was therefore too much of a pain to whine about him.
This morning should have been enough for an interrogation.
You apologized before too, didnt you?
Still, I am sorry.
If you know, then all is good.
Cheer up, Ms. Na-Yool.
Yep.
As she brightened up, Na-Yool opened her sandwichs stic wrap energetically. It was time to fill her stomach.
Look at you Sang-Hoon, bing dust in an instant. After all, I dont need any man in my life.
Chapter 5 C Monday afternoon, 6:40 p.m.
After she stared nkly for a while somewhere above her InDesign screen, she slightly looked down to check the time. Today as well, it was already 6:40 p.m.
Naturally, already did not exactly exin a time such as 6:40 p.m. at Ethical Communications. Although all seats close or far-off from Na-Yools were empty, most of her coworkers did not leave work, but only disappeared from their respective seats to have dinner. Some would not even be able to enjoy it and stay locked up in conference or editing rooms until nighttime.
Every day, Na-Yool was very likely to be working overtime with them, but at least not today. Anyway, whatever happened at thepany today., she was determined to avoid it and go straight home. Weirdly enough, she even finished her work effortlessly and there was no task to suddenly be forced to take on either.
It was an unbelievably normal end of the day. One of the seldom times in recent days where she could leave early. She turned off herputer and cheerfully tidied up her desk, when Seung-Jae, who had not eaten dinner, raised his head from his desk with a long face.
Ms. Na-Yool, are you leaving?
Yeah, Im going home.
It might feel like a Saturday to you. Finishing so early in a while.
As Seung-Jae said, with a little exaggeration, it was worthparing to a work-less Saturday, therefore a true miracle.
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Which is why she had no idea what to do once she got home. Her head told her to do a thorough cleaning of her house and wash her nket, but all her body wanted was to lie down and watch dramas.
Whats the point anyway? Tomorrow is not even the weekend, and what use do I have on a half-Saturday?
Even though that may be true, you should enjoy it. And have a good rest.
Alright.
Please be well.
Worry about yourself first. Consider yourself lucky if you can go back home today!
Ah, for real, Im dying here. If I cant make it and my proposal B gets rejected tomorrow by the client, then I am dead meat.
Its not like it is your first time anyway. Dont fret.
Na-Yool chuckled and left the office and Seung-Jae behind. Her footsteps towards the elevator were exceptionally light and merry.
Her merriness had begun by being reminded of Sang-Hoon. Or more precisely, by being reminded that she was not reminding him.
It felt like she had hit the reset button and started a new life. Such a great feeling! A perfect life with absolutely no need for a man. She wished she had felt that sense of liberation sooner. As in, from the moment Sang-Hoon had blessed her with the wordsLets break up.
Had she felt this way even for a bit, she would have not gotten swayed by Si-Jin and would have sold away both his and Sang-Hoons insect-like existences as a wholesale lot at bargain price.
Its not toote. First, lets start by going home and cleaning the bathroom. Though I am not sure how it will be of help, but well.
In any case, the point of putting her efforts into some activity was to not be swayed by him. She had ended things neatly with the man she dated for 200 days, certainly she could do it again with the man she had slept only twice with!
Just at this moment, as if waiting for it, the elevator stopped at the 31st floor where she was currently at. Na-Yools self-confidence slightly went up. It was her day C she felt invincible. Pumped up, she stepped in the elevator and the smell of food struck her nose. It seemed like the employees who had an early dinner had just got off on the upper floor, left behind them the lingering smell of each kind of stew they had, pungent enough for Na-Yool to tell them apart. Normally, she would have been irked by it, but right now it smelt even more fragrant than her favorite perfume. Because it was the smell ofgoing home after work.
She watched the elevators doors close with a rxed face, when she heard a tak-tak of shoesing from outside.
Perhaps the reason she reflectively pushed the button to let the doors open was because she had been raised too well, or maybe she was overly upright C more than needed. However, all you sometimes need to do is push the close button, pretend you saw and heard nothing and go down first by yourself.
For example, to avoid meeting with a pervert.
As Si-Jin leisurely stepped into the now empty elevator, Na-Yool reluctantly greeted him. Thank you for your work today. She could not hide her sour expression.
Yeah, good job too. What about dinner?
The elevator closed just as she wondered what to answer back. This time, for good. With Si-Jin in the picture, she felt like she had just been locked not just in an elevator, but in Hell instead.
To be trapped with him in this tiny square was a nightmare.
Na-Yool swallowed with a dry throat and turned her head. I already had dinner.
You havent eaten yet, I see.
Doesnt it smell like stew here? Thats what I had.
I can smell at least three different smells, though?
I ate with someone
So, is there anything you want to eat?
Mr. President. I had dinner, please take my word for it.
Choose a menu already.
Si-Jin disregarded her plea and changed the topic while he handed over an invisible menu. Na-Yool ignored it just the same.
I have all I want to eat at home. Not outside.
Then lets go to your house, Ms. Na-Yool.
Do you think I have lost my mind?
You wont lose your mind by bringing me over to your house. I can guarantee it.
I will eat by myself.
Fortunately for Na-Yool, the elevator went down straight and stopped with a clear ding! at the lobby without stopping halfway. It wasmon at this hour that it would stop at every floor, and if it did, it truly would have been a nightmare. So the fact that it did not really was a blessing. Without a second look back, Na-Yool hightailed the hell out of there.
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However, as if to mock her attempt at escaping, Si-Jin strode behind her, as he quickly closed the distance by taking two steps when she took one.
I said I will eat by myself! Dont follow me!
If you dont want to waste your food on me, I can buy you a meal at a restaurant.
Do you really think that is what I am concerned about here?!
Then, Korean food? Japanese? Chinese?
Who said I would eat- but why no Western* food? [T/N: Western food in Korean is the synonym of fancy/formal food, so although it might sound weird, she is pointing out the fact that they are not close enough to eat more casual style of food, as they still need to know more about each other.]
I had it for lunch, so I took it out of the list. I had a bit too much.
Even when he invited her to lunch, Si- Jin had to be that self-centered. Why would a man and a woman who are not close eat anything but Western food? Na-Yool was surprised that there still were reasons left for her to be astonished by Si-Jin and, needless to say, in suchrefreshingways.
Then if its Western food, would you eat it? asked Si-Jin with a jaded face to a silent Na-Yool. Who could ever think this was the look of a man who pressed a woman to ept his invitation to eat out? Na-Yool, astonished once again C this time, by his facial expression C , btedly felt a justification was needed.
Ah, its not that I want to eat it, I was just curious, she said hurriedly. Usually, in this situation, Western food is
In this situation?
Na-Yool stopped talking with her mouth still slightly open. Si-Jin stood rxed next to her. Na-Yools heart started to beat nervously. Was she busted? Did he find her out?
As if this was a date
Whatisthissituation?
This was not a date. This guy and I do not have that kind of rtionship. Ive got other things to do than sit looking in each others eyes while eating pastas. Snap out of it, Kim Na-Yool!
After she let her inward muttering go on endlessly, Na-Yool carefully examined Si-Jins face. She felt caught on the spot, seduced by the powerful face of a convicted criminal.
Lets go.
Just when Na-Yool had barely pulled herself together, her mind went nk again as Si-Jin wrapped his arm around her shoulder and took her back to the elevator. Then, as if under a spell, she followed him to the underground parking lot and got in his car
Seatbelt.
Ah, yes.
and only came back to her senses just then. Na-Yool fastened her seatbelt, and the little rm in her head went off before she even realized that it had rung. Before long, Si-Jins sedan car smoothly climbed the parking lots upward ramp and exited onto the road.
To sit on his right, this scenery it was not her first time since it had already happened on Saturday, but it still felt strange. She could not even exin how things between them ended up like this.
In contrast with the heated discussion they had in the elevator, the persistent quietness that reigned in the car, as if time did not pass at all, made her skin crawl.
If only he had yed the same loud rock that made her head spinst time! The 10-minutes-long refined piano concerto that flowed from the speakers did not help at all.
Id rather lose my mind to the noise.
The car slowly arrived at a congested area, and it seemed clear that they would get stuck for a while in traffic on their way to the restaurant Si-Jin picked. If she were to doze off next to him, drowsed by the warmth of the heater that blew on her legs, how embarrassed would she beter?!?
Of course, that would give the pervert a greater upper hand to which she would have to catch up to.
This thought gave her the courage to break the silence. Mr. President. You can y any music you like. I dont mind.
I like what ising out right now.
The answer that she got back was unexpected. He seemed sincere, with no pretense.So he likes rock, but also piano How fitting of someone with a split personality,thought Na-Yool. A gap in taste, as expected of a pervert.
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It is very different from the music I heardst time. You know, the one you
Ah.
The one you were listening to while masturbating.
Words always brought enlightenment once said. Even the reality of what the hell she said herself.
Just as Na-Yool turned into a living but breathless statue as the words unintentionally ran out of her own mouth, she heard a scoff next to her.
I also yed it when I took you back home, a normal setting, so you could have mentioned that time instead
..
Or was it on purpose, Na-Yool? asked Si-Jin, as he turned the wheel. Unlike his joyful face, his voice was low.
Na-Yool knew it was pointless to expect polite speech from a rude two-faced like him, but every time he would drop the honorific, she felt smaller and smaller. Plus, in this situation where they were not in the office but in his car, just the two of them, and him, as if he had waited for it, dropping his mask to pin the me on her while her mind was in total confusion she did not know what to do.
No it was not on purpose. Its just that I first heard it back then
Indeed, what to do? What other choice but to pretend and answer in a low subside voice.
As soon as Si-Jin heard Na-Yools fake weak tone, heughed brightly. At first nce he looked sympathetic, but she could tell he was not getting fooled by her deceptive act.
You have to get facts straight. You heard it when you jumped me too.
As if it was only when I masturbated Hm?
Almost at the same time, the car stopped, just after it entered a congested street where cars did not move at all. Na-Yool stared with baffled eyes at Si-Jins right hand that crawled up her jeans, suddenly freed from its driving responsibility. As he casually ignored the traffic mess, he took his chance at sexual harassment with much confidence. Had she been drowsier than she already was, she might even have let him do it, thinking she was dreaming.
Fortunately, she was still awake to reality. With no warning, she pped his dirty hand. Instead, in reaction, Si-Jin buried his hand further between her thighs.
Na-Yool looked at him with an astonished look, but anyway, he was who he was. The boring, elegant music still came out, and Si-Jin, his left arm stretched out with the hand grabbing the wheel, looked straight in front of him with the innocent face of a man who had nothing to do with sexual harassment.
As if his left hand and brain were oblivious to what his right hand was doing.
Na-Yool grabbed his naughty wrist. Of course, she closed the gap between her legs to prevent his hand from digging in farther. She heard him chuckle, but she feigned ignorance to discuss seriously. Or at least, as seriously as she could.
You keep saying I jumped you but
She felt sad for herself as she had to to bring those words out in all seriousness. Above all, with a criminal hand stuck between her thighs.
I wish you would not associate such dirty words with myself.
Better be the one doing the jumping than the one being jumped. No?
No.
And here I was being thoughtful
I hate it either way.
Fine. Then lets call it mutual sex then.
I do not want to hear that either.
Then what?
Na-Yool was baffled and annoyed at him for even asking. She answered with a sigh.
What do you think? You just need to keep silent about it.
Even though you were the one who talked about masturbating and my dick first?
I am simply mentioning that I happened to unintentionally see it, just to state the facts!
And so am I, arent I?
Speechless, Na-Yool closed her lips tight for a moment. It was one of the small habits she disyed every time she had a surge of anger and unyielding spirit that she had to suppress with force.
I apologize. There is no more reason anymore to see it or talk about it anyway
There are plenty, for both. Thats why Im asking your opinion.
I will not call it this way in the future, so be careful with your words too, Mr. President.
Why are you apologizing for calling a dick a dick? My dick is just a dick.
No. Even if it is the way it is, I should not have called it a dick. Im sorry for calling your dick a dick. I should not have encouraged it.
It was a solemn conditional apology filled with amentable and brutal truth. Had she ever abused the word dick so easily in her lifetime? She felt like her mouth had fallen into a deep pit from which she would nevere out of A pit full of vulgar words, that were against her nature.
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I understand your intention, but if you keep calling it, Im afraid it might stand up.
What are you raising between your legs, for it to react when you call its name!?! Is it a dog or what?
Its becauseyoucalled it.
Si-Jin answered as if she meant something special to him. His blunt reply, which nearly sounded like the beginning of a poem recital to dere his love to Na-Yool, almost caused a romantic misunderstanding on her side.
Yes, it was probably in her head.
Sexual intercourse. Sexual rtion.
Mating. Copting. Shaging.
Banging, though I kind of hate it. Do we really need to use this one?
Not only had he the nerve to shift the responsibility to Na-Yool after he made that impromptu list, but above that, he did it while he looked at her as if she were the lewdest person ever. Na-Yools face contorted under the wrongful usation.
I hate it even more Also, just use whatever you want, do not mind me! And when I am not around! Why do you keep trying to reach an agreement with me
You started it in the first ce when you said you didnt like me saying you jumped me. Its your fault.
Why does it matter? We do not need to put abel on it, anyway!
It should matter. Now and onwards too, by the way.
Why onwards too
Because we will continue to have sex in the future.
Of course, calling it whatever you prefer.Is what Si-Jin so kindly added, but Na-Yool was in no condition for it to reach her ears.
What the hell are you talking about!
I thought it was very simplemon sense.
Common sense,the word that suited him the least. Na-Yool red at Si-Jin, her eyes filled with wariness, but he continued his short exnation as if he was teaching a child how to solve a simple arithmetic operation.
When you want to keep a secret, dont you usually do what the other person asks for? If you have mon sense, obviously.
Let me get this straight the fact that I, with you that we slept together
Slept together how cute. Did we sleep side by side in pajamas?
Na-Yool tried to ignore him and continued.
So what you are saying, right now, is that, to protect that secret, I have to keep sleeping with you?
Yeah.
Then what was that this morning about me teaching youmon sense and understanding?
My statement is rational, so it is within the limit ofmon sense, right?
Even though she had no idea what kind of bullshit this was, she knew themon sense she had built up over her 29 years of existence was about to crumble down.
Am I hearing things? Are you serious about that nonsense?
You heard it right.
Youre a lunatic
Her words condensed the profound astonishment felt from the depths of her soul.
You should have said that when you caught your boss masturbating in his office with his dick out. answered Si-Jin, unbothered.
Thatis the secret!Yourdeadly secret that you should protect! I dont have any! You freaking office exhibitionist! You perverted sicko! Why are you sneakily pawning off your secret on me!
Did he think his secret was a bomb about to explode, for him to toss it from his hands to her hands? Did he think it was okay to antagonize someone like this? [T/E/N: You know the game in variety shows where guests all have to pass a balloon with a timer on it and the balloon would pop after some time? That bomb.]
In a huff, Na-Yool flipped her watery eyes towards Si-Jin. His head leaned on the wheel, slightly tilted, he was contemting Na-Yools wretched state as if entranced by it.
His mind, his body, up and down that guy is beyond help.As if he had guessed Na-Yool had reached that conclusion, Si-Jin showed her a beaming smile.
Isnt it obvious? To seal your lips even more.
He smiled like he was the most harmless and pleasant person in the world as he said these words C which was insidious to the extreme. Na-Yool, who noticed his hand hade a little further between her legs, hit his wrist and snapped back.
Pull your hand out of my legs, you pervert!
Dont want to. You still have your clothes on, so why should I?
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It was a wonder how he could behave like a dirty old president in his 60s when he did not even look anything like one. Even when she had opened up to him about her personal feelings C also clearly disyed on her face C Si-Jin was still as unfazed as a statue. It could not be more ironic. As a matter of fact, Na-Yools face, which on the other hand had be a mess thanks to Si-Jin, was flushed red and unsightly.
Unable to put up with the overbearing hatred that swelled in her due to his absurdity, Na-Yool pinched Si-Jins arm as hard as she could. However, his arm was much stronger than she thought, and she only barely pinched the skin, leaving her with more unresolved anger and will to fight.
I keeping at you with Rated R attacks, but how can you keep countering them in such a cute way?
If someone is pinching you from the bottom of their heart, you could at least pretend it hurts.
If you touch me like that, it tickles. And if it tickles, it stands up.
If we just had some foxtails to put down your pants you would have no need for any sex toys then. Na-Yool taunted him with a frown.
As he tapped on the wheel without care in the world, Si-Jin answered in a mock-serious tone.
Foxtails cannot be hugged like you.
You and I do not have that kind of rtionship in the first ce.
They have no breasts to touch either!
Are you listening? To what I am saying?
Not even arms to hang on to me.
Clearly, he was not listening at all.
No butt to fondle.
Are you seriouslyparing me to foxtails on a functional level? Are you for real?
No legs to spread open.
Hey. You fucking perv.
His dashing face, typical of a rich young master with a good upbringing, unted a wicked smile.
They cant even moan prettily like you do.
Thats it, Kim Na-Yool, forget it. Whats the point of getting caught up with a barking dog? Let it go. I will not get caught up with this anyway. Never.
Never?
I have seen you at your disgusting worst moments many times, Mr. President. Yet, I still respect you as my employer or I at least try since I am not yet ready to change jobs, and also no, nevermind. That is all there is to it. I just want to somehow stay longer in thispany. That is it.
And so?
So, for the time being, whatever you do, you will remain my employer and my immediate superior, and I will remain your subordinate.
And so?
I have to inform you in advance that what you are doing right now is considered as asking for sexual favors by abuse of authority.
Im curious about one thing, Ms. Kim Na-Yool.
Yes?
Howe your choice of words always make me hornier?
She felt like she faced an endless wall. A gigantic wall that no mere human could climb over.
Na-Yool gawked in silence at Si-Jin for a while. Her astonishment was beyond measure.
No matter how she looked at it, Si-Jin could not be the same species as she was. They seemed to use the samenguage, but ultimately it was not. Her words did note through at all C nor did the logic. He seemed topletely live in a world of his own. Her gaze, which clearly reflected that conclusion she had reached, was fixed upon Si-Jin.
Of course, like every other time, Si-Jin did not look attacked at all by it. He kept looking straight in a calm manner, and soon the car started to move.
As she gave up her inner inquiry about his identity, Na-Yool spoke up again.
So what you want from me is to be your regr sleeping partner? Or to shut my mouth forever till I die? If you are asking for the former because of thetter one, I am confident in keeping silent without having to do the former one. And as you said, I already have one foot in, so it should be enough to trust m
That kind of thing it does not matter much since Friday night, dont you think?
Then why are you doing this to me?
I told you before we slept together. You excite me so I want to have sex. And as you know, once we slept together I realized we were a great match, and thanks to it, I am now so horny it is driving me crazy.
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I want to sleep with you. Again. And many times ahead.
To sleep with you so much, until I get sick of it.
Despite using the moderate expression of sleeping like Na-Yool did, the shadow of his habitual crude desire would not vanish. Compared to his perverseness, Na-Yool felt that the men she had been with until now all seemed to have once disciplined their dirty minds at a temple.
I can never get used to this
How could she even, to someone who hinted at his raw desire so explicitly!?!
So you just purely want me to be your sleeping partner?
Was there a worsebination than purely and sleeping partner? Na-Yool irrepressibly scoffed at her own ridiculous self for using them together. Si-Jin answered as if it was noughing matter.
In other words, its basically a proposition.
Not a threat?
If it sounded like one, Im sorry. Im serious, but its for fun.
Did he call that an apology?Im serious, but its for fun, what did that even mean? Na-Yool was thrown into confusion again and surprised by the affectionate tone that did not suit him. Such emotional bullshit.
What if I refuse?
If it does not work, I want to threaten you or something.
But if possible, I want to ask for your cooperation.
Anyway, what if I refuse?
I dont think you will, though? I wasnt the only one satisfied that night, after all.
You are so damn full of yourself. If its on me to confirm, at least pretend to be unsatisfied and wait for it. I am not an animal driven by desire like you are.
That time too, you were the one who ended it before it started anyway. You are a great female. You can be proud of it.
Who was it who rushed it after spurting big loads like a beast!
The flood between your legs was cute too, female.
Si-Jin spoke in a sweet tone with his aloof face while he still looked straight ahead, as if they were exchanging good words and he was unyielding to let her have it. Na-Yool turned a deaf ear for a moment.
Do you know how offensive the proposition you made is to women? You are not even asking to date you. But to only sleep with you? Moreover, on a regr basis?
Do you want to date a guy like me, Ms. Na-Yool?
The mood suddenly turned silent. Na-Yools face stiffened and she shook her head from side to side.
No. Never.
But you quite enjoyed making out with me.
Am I wrong? asked Si-Jin again in very brief words C but the meaning could not be clearer to her. You too want to sleep with me, at least a few more times.
We havent done it in a bed yet, nor in a car.
As he spoke with the most monotonous tone ever, he sounded like he was reciting a restaurant menu to ask her to pick what she wanted.
And I havent taken you from behind yet.
I know we both are curious about each other, and we both have nothing to lose, right?
Truth is, I am, not that much, curious about y-
Dont get cold feet now.
As if you were not a pervert yourself.
Chapter 6 C Thursday night, 10:35 p.m.
Uhk! Uuhng, ung, ah-ang! Ung!
As if struggling, the hand, which barely touched the surface of the desk, kept slipping sloppily, deprived of any strength left. Every time his penis would prate her insides with a powerful thrust, her whole body shuddered.
Nevertheless, the only reason she had not yetpletely copsed was the sole strength of his left hand which held her pelvis in a tight grip.
What a mess she was thanks to him!
Si-Jins right hand grabbed at her chin as he pushed his long middle finger inside her mouth to make her suck it. Then, he lowered his body and nibbled her earlobe with augh.
That mouth too is overflowing!
Huu, uhnng
And I thought it was only your lower one!
Na-Yools mouth now filled with two fingers, her saliva flew from the corners of her mouth down to the back of his hand at her every sweet moan.
Even if she wanted to blush with shame, her already red-hot face could not be redder, and even if she wanted to protest it was all because of the pressure of his fingers on her tongue which prevented her from closing her mouth, she could not afford it. Because of course, she could not speak either due to the foreign objects in her mouth.
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Thursday night, 10:35 p.m.
Na-Yool, who nowy face down on Si-Jins desk, was getting the doggy style treatment. Si-Jin rammed his body upwards while he lifted her ass with a firm grasp and ced his fingers in her mouth.
The arm that vainly supported her body had long failed to contain her intense excitement. Her hands rested inertly, unable to even grab the desk. Every time Si-Jins penis grinded deep inside, her body swung like a rag doll, followed by the rustling sound of papers underneath each time her breasts got crushed against the desk.
Of course, despite such a lewd appearance, Na-Yool was quite decent. On the top, a blouse with no unbuttoned button. On the bottom, shoes and stockings or so to say, her stockings pooled at her thighs up to just above the knees, were about decent. If it was not for her skirt, pulled up to her waist, and both her panty and pantyhose pulled down to her thighs, she could be considered decent.
So there she was, in a somewhat decent outfit, as she exposed her pale ass to a man while she stuck it out in a promiscuous way. That is what she was doing right now. No matter how unbelievable it might sound.
As for Si-Jin, his looks were not much different. He wore a neat outfit from head to toe with only his zipper open and his belt that rested on his hips, he was having sex just like that. As if using just the bare necessities to have sex.
Na-Yool had thought that, if it was not for their lower regions pping, they would not see any skin from each other and of course it would be far less embarrassing. At first, she was confident about it. That is, while she pretended to not be affected one bit when he gently stroked and dug her bottom, or to be very much used to this situation. And, once they were done, they could right away get back to normal. How convenient it was!
However, having sex with only that bare necessities had turned out to be way more mortifying for Na-Yool than being in a bright hotel room with a boyfriend,pletely naked for the first time in front of each other. It was to the point she could die of embarrassment.
Because right now, both of them felt like nothing more than beasts. Even the way their bodies were locked together was bestial.
Unfortunately, the realization of it came btedly. And the awful shame of feeling so bestial, in fact, caused Na-Yool an excitement greater than ever.
For real, this might kill me if it keeps going on.
Was there something wrong with her head? Had she gone crazy after sleeping a few times with Si-Jin? Suspicions naturally took over her. Of course, she also felt scared and mortified by her own actions. But at least now, all that was ater problem.
Si-Jins hand slid from her pelvis down to her lower abdomen. As his big palm wrapped around, she thought he would caress it, but instead he curled his fingers in her wet bush and pressed her sensitive bud.
fhuung, ung.., haa-ng
Instead of ending it with a slow and shallow insertion, his touch persistently tormented her, as it rubbed up and down a thousand times. Na-Yool sucked his fingers and shook her hips with a soft moan, as if to take him in from both her mouth and lower opening at the same time.
For being so adamant, you sure are sucking it in well.
Hmph, hnnn
For real, who did you learn from?
Somehow, Si-Jins tone sounded faintly disgruntled. As if to bully her, he pushed his penis all the way in while he maintained a steady grind against her inner walls. Na-Yools legs, which were barely held on, were unable to withstand this momentum and copsed.
She had barely climaxed. But Si-Jin grunted, as if it was not his responsibility:
How many times did youe by yourself already?
It hit the spot C especiallying from him. It was a dozen times more mortifying that the voice belonged to the only person she did not want to show her lowest point to but at that thought, Na-Yool trembled with greater excitement.
This made no doubt that she had gone mad.
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Stand straight. snarled Si-Jin in a whisper while hey on her. Na-Yool tried to, but it was pointless.
kuuh
Still unable to raise her body up, she simply quivered again with excitement. Just then, the hot thing that was filling her unexpectedly grew bigger, ready to explode.
How even could that disgusting thing still get bigger?While Na-Yool was inertly astonished at that fact, Si-Jin firmly grabbed her waist with his wet hand that was now done with the teasing, and lifted her body straight. For a brief moment, it gave her a new sense of security.
Si-jin, who had roughly pulled out, raised his waist and pushed back all the way again without any gap. Though the thrust was weak, the stimtion was excessively strong for her body that had just climaxed. The tip of his thick penis spread open her narrow walls and stabbed her deepest part.
Ah-ang, ngh!
At his every thrust, Na-Yools arms drifted dangerously, as if she was being swept away by the sea. Si-jins desk felt so wide and Na-Yool could not reach the edge even with her arms fully stretched. And so, with nothing to hold onto properly, Na-Yool started to instinctively escape by crawling forward.
But Si-Jin was not the kind to let her. As if to punish her for daring to run away, he pped her ass with the hand that was in her mouth. Of course, this was all while he relentlessly kept pounding her as his other hand was lodged on her waist.
Ah!
He then strongly pulled her waist with both hands outside the desk and thrusted back hard. The sharp stato sound of their skin pping crackled through the air.
At the sensation of feeling prated all the way up to her throat, Na-Yool moaned, hardly breathing.
Ha-uuuhng, hng!
I cant go deeper than this but
Uuhng, haa
It seems like you cant take me all in backwards either.
As he panted, his reproach fell on the back of her head. He muttered again as he slowly moved his waist,Really, youre damn too tight
If you have C hnng Cints, dont rush in then, ha-hnn
As if C ahh C you dont take pleasure in. ah C sucking me in.
Ah, ah-aan, uh-ahng!
Ites off every time you squirt, so understand my frustration.
Uhuuhk
As expected, is it because its too narrow down there?
To begin with. I am not CAhhC tight. it is yours, that is, too CuhhC big. Until now, no one. has told me that C hnnn C I was. weird, uhaang!
Just as she was vehemently protesting, he shoved deep through. Rendered speechless, Na-Yool sobbed.
If you are going to be stupid and talk about your fucking exes at such a timing, stop right there. Your hole would have made them go soft too.
Oh god, hole, how crude! Could you get any more vulgar! Damn
Nowadays, that naggy thought would cross her mind half-seriously and half as a formality every time Si-Jin would swear. Meanwhile, he would continue to either ignore her remarks about his swearing or respond to it like a dog in heat
So, it is yours, Mr. President, that is C hnn C weird!
Their small dicks are to me.
Pricked by his words, Na-Yool quietly shut her mouth for a moment. Although it did happen with a few of them ? but less than Si-Jin thought ? , she never had a boyfriend with such a big one.
Were they maybe half his size?
Her mind wandered off for the first time while she had sex with him. Her body bounced spiritless as she pensively recalled a few memories, when a menacing voice invaded her ear.
It stood with just a nce from you, so can you imagine how surprised I am that my boy would let me down in your hole? If it goes limp, youre on your own.
Uh-uhk, ngh If it does, then C hnn C it cant, it cant be helped
So its fine with you if we dont reach the finish line?
Uhhng, hhnnng! Hahng!
Hm? Are you okay with it?
N-no
As soon as she answered, Si-Jin released her waist to grab and lift herid butt cheeks and started to hammer hard. He then looked down at his work as if it was meant to happen.
Hnn, hnng
Yes, he was enjoying the explicit sight of Na-Yools beautiful white ass wide open with her twitching flower-like back entrance in full view. And more than that, just below, the sight of his bulging penis frantically going back and forth stirring her insides.
The outside of the condom was smeared with her love juice. Si-Jin stared at it with much delight, but on the other hand, he looked irritated as he was still thirsty.
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Whenever their lower halves would smack together, Na-Yools juice would spill out with a squirt. As he pushed his way into her particrly soft and noisy wet insides, Si-Jin whispered that all these dirty noises were hers.
Na-Yool flinched and sobbed. The liquid flew out between her legs and went down her thighs and wet her stockings.
She swayed her hips to his thrust. As soon as she firmly tightened on the passage of his penis, she heard Si-Jin swear in a low voice,Ah, fuck
His voice felt distant. Full with unbearable pleasure, she soon climaxed once again.
Si-jin convulsed violently and pumped in the tight space a few more times. And finally, ejacted as he reached her deepest depths.
Their rough breaths mixed as their warm scent permeated the air
Afterying on her for some time, Si-Jin raised his body. The feeling of the foreign body escaping from below, that loss, was rather unfamiliar. Both their breathing and scent now remained as their own as they parted.
Atst, Na-Yool looked around his office, bright like broad daylight. She did not realize all lights were on until she finished her business. It said enough about how badly she had been carried away.
To think I was sticking out my ass at the President in such an open ce fully lit
Her face burned up. She had heard his threat-like proposition on Monday but hadnt yet got even close to sleeping with him in a bed. If they did, it was very likely they would do it beast style.
What have I doneA shameful sense of reality hit her btedly. A very heavy sense of reality.
As if he couldnt care less about how she felt, Si-Jin got rid of the used condom and steadily cleaned his lower half. Na-Yool only gave it a side-eye, but it was still disgustingly big. Despicable.
She tried to deny the emptiness she felt now that the sensation of him filling her insides was gone. Her inner thighs were all slippery with the sweet juice, but like Si-Jin said, at least it was hers. As he did not seem willing to properly finish things off, she squirmed her body to stand up with the intention to quickly get away from here.
Are you okay?
He was not exactly affectionate, but despite asking out of courtesy, he sounded quite sincere. When he asked about it, Na-Yool felt like she was being a bit needy about her own self, but in any case, she needed someone to hold onto. Even if it was Si-Jin, the very same culprit behind her currentck of strength.
Its alright. Now that I am standing-
Nothing could get more embarrassing than the hand that gently wiped her crotch with a tissue. Taken off guard, Na-Yool lightly stumbled, but Si-Jin promptly grabbed her waist while he meticulously wiped all her folds.
His face was calm with no sign of any mischief and disyed only his usual detachment as if he was just doing his job.
He looks different than when he bbers whatever he wants to my face
Although he had a shitty personality, could it be that he was that affectionate to his women?
Or was he also that affectionate with women he just slept a few times with
What about your stockings?
I will throw them away. They got wet.
The hand that was about to help her roll her stockings up, just took them off. Like an obsession, another thought cameying up on top of the previous one.
A woman. Another woman. Si-Jins former
Youre crazy, Kim Na-Yool.
Nevertheless, as she looked down at his hands that took off her shoes and stockings one by one and ced her bare feet on his knees so as to not touch ground, she became somewhat annoyed.
It was because it was incongruous that, despite not being very skillful nor a natural at it, he was capable of such consideration with that shitty temper of his. For some reason, his consideration was unweed.
Why?she asked herself.
She really could not understand,why? Why was that incongruity such a big deal? Whether Kwon Si-Jin had previously met or would meet with a hundred or a thousand of women, that is to say, no matter how much he had slept around, why was she making a big deal out of it?
Its not like we are in a rtionship or anything.
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Its not like we are in a rtionship or anything.
Si-Jin put her feet back into their respective shoes.
It was an obvious story. Kwon Si-Jin was a man of outstanding appearance for whom any woman would fall for at first nce, not to mention his social situation. On the contrary, it would be weird that he did not have any lover.
She remembered Kang-Hee once joked that despite Si-Jins neat and stiff attitude, women who did not know about it would definitely swarm around him. Of course this was assuming that, as someone even busier than his actual employees, he was willing to abide some time to it.
From the beginning, Na-Yool could tell just from his looks, but she had once again been enlightened about it when they slept together for the first timest week. That Si-Jin was even good atthat.
To the point she wondered if that was the reason for his personality.
What if he did not abide some time for a lover? Even if he did, he probably had already been living a life of debauchery.
In any case, it did not matter. Not with her, anyways.
Na-Yool could still confidently say that she was not affected at all by the obvious fact that Si-Jin had women in his life, nor the objective deduction that there were so many of them. Yes she could, but to herself.
But to realize it so concretely
The brutal realization that he might have donesomething like thisto someone else, or that someone might have asked for his awkward consideration C and to so vividly imagine that he was willing to do it for her
What is the point of getting involved then?
There was none. None, at all.
As she was still immobilized by Si-Jins body on top of her, Na-Yool, spiritless, looked at him, spreading her legs slightly apart. In fact, she was close enough to not actually see him.
As she was lost in a daze, she did not notice Si-Jins fingers, wrapped in several pieces of tissue, prate her still wet hole. She kept defenselessly watching him, when she btedly got startled.
Wh-wh-wh-what are you doing??
Na-Yool broke away in haste, but he grabbed her waist and pulled her back. He brushed aside her curly pubic hair and dug in to superficially wipe her insides. He casually answered: Im afraid it will spill when youre walking, so Im wiping it off.
I can go and take care of it myself!
Where? In the bathroom, alone?
I am turned on just thinking of it.
Si-Jin ? oh so nonchntly ? smacked his lips. Na-Yool could not tell if he was hungry for it or not. She blushed.
Take it out, please.
I didnt even put it in that much yet.
He thoroughly swept her folds upwards and removed the damped tissue. Wet with her slick juice, the tissue passed by Na-Yools field of vision and got thrown in the trash.
His tall figure casted a shadow above her head as Si-Jin rose to his full height. He pulled her wet underwear back up and lowered her skirt that had crawled up to her hips back into ce. Apart from being so bold and resolute, his touch was somewhat clumsy.
As expected, no matter how much he is loved by women, with that nasty personality of his, there is no way he would often have
No way he would have done that kind of thing. It was certain. Suddenly changing her mind, Na-Yool epted his clumsy but confident touch while being wrapped in a strange sense of relief. As much as his actions were rough, he was cautious in his own way, proceeding with care.
Even so, Na-Yool was determined to never fool herself into thinking she was special
Enough. You can stop now. she said, while she more or less struggled to remove his hand that had reached for her blouse. She was about to go to the toilets to fix herself again from head to toe.
Besides, if she were to remain stuck to him, what had been done might very much start again
Alright.
Like putting her somewhat wishful thought to shame, Si-Jin ndly broke away from her first. Really, what an unpredictable man he was. One moment he would behave so hornily, verbalizing his raw desire, and the next he would be acting so unaffected.
Na-Yool hid her disappointment and moved away from his desk. She concealed her facial expression and changed the tone she had just used, doing her best to pretend nothing had happened just before.
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Then I will be going, Mr. President.
Very well.
A more cold-hearted, shorter answer than expected came back. She saw Si-Jin throw a few files on the desk they hadid together on just a few minutes ago and sit back on his chair.
She chuckled with perplexity, Are you not going home?
I still have some work left.
When are you leaving then?
Probably at 1 a.m, or 2 a.m., at thetest.
If you are so busy, why then
Why was he wasting time ying around with herwas the implied question.
Si-Jin answered nonchntly, Because it helps me focus.
His astonishingly bizarre answer left her dumbfounded.
Chapter 7.A C Friday afternoon, 3:10 p.m.
Focus.
Focus.
The word focus would not disappear at all from her mind.
Ms. Na-Yool, you gave me the wrong Hansung logo file. This one got rejected by the President in the C proposal.
I cant focus because of focus.
What nonsense is that
Because it helps me focus.
Because it helps me focus
That single sentence and its monotonous and iparably calm tone were dominating Na-Yools thoughts. Every time she was about to forget about it, it kepting back to mind repeatedly, which made her tragically lose concentration on her work.
With no energy left to straighten her slumped shoulder, Na-Yool simply twisted her head to look at the clock.
Im doomed. Its already past 3 p.m.
If you keep on not giving me the Hansung logo, I am doomed too.
Ahh, its driving me crazy. What should I do
Despite skipping lunch at 1 p.m. to remain working at her desk as she was too busy, work had piled up with very little progress. She turned on the office instant messaging. She remembered checking it just 5 minutes ago, but it already had 4 unread messages.
She felt a profound fatigue just looking at the preview written in bold. She did not know if it was fortunate or not thathisname did not feature there. Or what she expected when opening it. Na-Yool mechanically opened all the new chat windows and started typing down.
I sent it. I will send it to you today during working hours. I have just checked. Thank you for your concern.Na-Yool typed away dispiritedly while scrolling down her friend list with her mouse, until she found Kwon Si-Jin.
It was a bit sneaky, but she had secretly hidden it in case other co-workers noticed they were exchanging private matters
[My office] 11:12 a.m.
Yesterdays sole conversation. When he had called her in to scold her.
[Conference room D] 3.24 p.m.
Their sole conversation from 3 days ago. Calling her in, he had then chewed her out in front of the video team.
With great irritation, Na-Yool furiously scrolled the mouse wheel down. Be it before or after, all his messages were just like this. Perfectly uniformed.
The chat window with Si-Jin was one-sided, and the messages shorter than the word short itself. She also had long stopped answering back to his messages calling her in out of boredom. Because she had to go anyway.
At the remembrance of her body slightly trembling in fear ? despite already enduring it for 2 years ? when he had requested her toe to the conference room, she wanted to bang her head on the desk
And reasonably so. It was conference room D, after all.
Na-Yool tried to justify her worries. The reason being that, unlike the other conference rooms surrounded by transparent ss walls like done in foreign offices, conference room D was just a small and ordinary room.
A roompletely blocked by four walls. So perfectly blocked that no one could see inside
A conference room. Just a conference room. Nothing strange about it.
Anyway, it was only Tuesday back then and just one day after she had received his fake proposition / genuine threat. Fortunately they did not have sex in his car, but she could not even bring herself to mention what had happened
At the thought of it, she had buried her blushing face in her hands and hurried her steps, along with a brave resolution:How much of a pervert exactly is this man? If he crosses the line during working hours, I will have to firmly cut him off. Yes, if he does, I must.
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However, the moment she had entered the conference room she had realized the atmosphere was filled not with the air of lust, but instead a dreariness casted by a group of downhearted middle-aged men. Thinking that something was wrong, she had turned back, just to end up facing Si-Jin who wasing in.
She did not remember well what happened after that.
Feeling somehow moody, Na-Yool turned off the messaging box.
Haa As Na-Yools head fell down with a deep sigh, Seung-Jae stopped his mouse and nced at her.
Ms. Na-Yool, could it be
Unlike his usual self, he was cautious and did not end his sentence. But Na-Yool, unable to sense something was strange, just sank her head further down. In a simr manner, Seung-Jae let go of his mouse and ruffled his hair with a puzzled expression. Na-Yool heard Jin-Hoon muttering Whats wrong with these two? from his desk a little farther, but she couldnt care less.
Haa
For real
Really
No way their sighs were leading to a proper conversation. However, Seung-Jae, who was rtively more in his right mind, attempted to converse once again.
Could it be that something is going on with your boyfriend?
Completely way off mark.
Wasnt it?
Was Seung-Jae not off mark?
Or could it be her?
B.o.y.f.r.i.e.n.d.
If the pervert of her life had such status, then Seung-Jae would not be in the wrong.
No, no it wont. It cannot be. Never.
Na-Yool shook her head sideways. No, nothing in particr happened.
Then what is wrong with you? You have been acting weird sincest week.
When did I?
Lately you always are, Ms. Na-Yool.
Maybe its because we broke up?
What?!
Hm?
What did you say?
In the blink of an eye, Seung-Jae had dragged his chair and rushed to sit next to Na-Yool. Without taking a breath, he asked: You guys broke up?!
Ah, yeah.
When? Why?
Its been a while.
What?
Hm?
He looked so astonished it almost seemed like he was the one who had broken up. Before Na-Yool ? slightly oppressed by his reaction ? could add anything, Seung-Jae threw another question, closer to an interrogation than a simple inquiry.
In Gapyeong? No wait, you did not even go close to Gapyeong sorry. Then, after the trip was cancelled? Was it back then? It was, wasnt it?
That damn Gapyeong trip, as if having to listen to Sang-Hoon running his mouth because of it was not enough, now it was Seung-Jaes turn.
Na-Yool nodded her head reluctantly, as if she was sick of it. He was not wrong.
Well, time-wise, I guess its right.
Wow that is crazy.
Why would you go crazy over it? I dont even
Seung-Jae sank his head down. Kind of perplexed, Na-Yool mumbled to herself.
Right.At least she had not lost her mind over this matter. How much pride that fact had instilled in her! She needed to stop being thrown into confusion and return to her proud self from back then. Even if she had to force it.
Personally, I am alright. I really am
Ah, Ms. Na-Yool. You do not have to force yourself to say that you are okay in front of me. Really.
Im not forcing myself
I told you, dont. It makes me sad.
It is not my intention to make you feel this way, but what can I do? I really am okay.
How could you be? It has been barely a week since you broke up!
M-more?
Na-Yool managed to swallow back the word probably, which would reflect how hazy her memory was. She had reached the point where she could not clearly judge if it had been more than a week or not since their separation.
Anyway, raise your head. Im okay, for real.
I am too sorry, I cannot.
What are you sorry for? It is not even your love life.
Because it is partially my fault
Seung-Jae, if you go around saying stuff like that, others might misunderstand it in a weird way. Na-Yool drew a firm line, always careful of what sort of rumors could spread.
She was still looking at the top of his head.
Ah, no, I mean not you two, but the trip. It blew up because of me. I did it.
Right.
You know, 3 or 4 weeks ago, that one trip your boyfriend originally booked for your 200 days anniversary where was it again
Alright, stop it now. No need to borate more.
If you had gone there, you would not have had any problems to begin with.
Suddenly recalling the epic narration sent by Sang-Hoon at 2 a.m., she wondered if they indeed would have not.
Maybe the timing would have been different.But it would have turned weird someday anyway.
As she had absolutely no regret left, she felt remembering the times where they were no problems between them even more unpleasant. Just imagining him and herself stuck to each other
Na-Yool hid her displeasure and smiled ambiguously.
We were not together for long, but it was not for 1 or 2 days either. Do you think we would break up over such a trivial thing? At first, they obviously did, but no need to tell others about it.
Na-Yool carefully shook Seung-Jaes shoulder, Firstly, could you raise your head?
I really dont know why I am so uselessly creative, if only I had not been kicked out of the project then
Na-Yool could not tell if he was boasting or ming himself. She sighed deeply and asked again, Im telling you to look up.
Talking nicely to me does not make my guilt go away
So what should I do with your guilty conscience then? Now I look like a suspicious person.
Ah.
Seung-Jaes eyes carefully looked up at Na-Yool through his big hand that was covering his face. As his face was likeable to begin with, he kind of looked cute doing it. But thinking how he had dragged the conversation about Sang-Hoon, she really felt it was the biggest waste of her time.
Though she had no intention to have a proper talk ? and besides, it was not even worth it ? this alone was like calling for a cold and thorough tongueshing of Lee Sang-Hoon.
Thest time when I asked, you did not say anything. I am sure of it
It must have been before the break-up.
No remember, it was Monday. So after you broke up. The irony of a stranger being more urate than her. Na-Yool nodded vaguely.
Yeah. After we did, indeed.
You lied for my sake, didnt you?
Did not.
That you were still together when in fact you were not. Just like that, right?
No, not really.
She denied it twice in a row, but Seung-Jae, convinced he was right, continued toment with an unusual deep voice.
If I found out that you two broke upst week because of the Gapyeong trip issue
I keep telling you, its not the reason.
the fact that I caused your break-up
If you say that people will misunderstand! I-
you were worried I would feel ufortable about it, so you were being considerate, right, Ms. Na-Yool?
Seung-Jaes misunderstanding of Na-Yools hidden intentions could not be more incorrect. Despite not being able to see the real consideration she had always shown him, in his misunderstanding, his eyes currently saw Na-Yool as a caring wingless angel C or something close enough to it C when she actually was not.
Na-Yool quickly gave up and muttered: Sure. Lets say I was being considerate.
Even though you do not have to. His voice was full of thankfulness and guilt. If she wanted to, she could use his emotions to shamelessly control him, but for now she only hoped for a quick end.
Anyway, we are at thepany, Seung-Jae. Even if all other seats are empty, that is not an excuse. Lets leave the private talk at that.
Exactly. It cannot be this way.
What?
Lets have a dinner party! We can talk in detail about it then, Ms. Na-Yool.
What, why should we? What are you saying! What kind of dinner party has only two members!
If you do not drink on such a day, when would you! Lets go! Lets have your favorite, beef!
We have to work overtime today.
So what, can we not get dinner if we work overtime? Of course we can!
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You know it too.
His tone was full of hope. Considering todays circumstances that her work was behind due to focusing, she was not pleased with his hopeful enthusiasm.
Did you say, dinner party? Thats what I heard, so tada!
Just then Kim Sang-Hoon PD (T/N: Acronym for production director), who was passing nearby Seung-Jaes desk, suddenly cut in, closing the distance like a clip attracted to a ma called dinner party.
At that moment, Na-Yool forgot to respond and frowned. Why did it have to be yet another Sang-Hoon!?!
Let me join too, Lee Seung-Jae.
Married men should go home early.
Cant married men enjoy some fun time with the young ones? Hm? Or you want me to go back home early on a Friday night and suffocate under my wife?
You bragged about her not that long ago.
Oh, the situation has been a bit bad for a few days.
At your age, please take care of your marital life by yourself.
In moments like these, the fact that, despite being the youngest, Seung-Jae could talk candidly even with employees from other departments and whose ages were far apart from his, stuck out. To the point Na-Yool would wonder where his boastful artistic side had gone. It was also due to thepany atmosphere, where seniority was not well-defined, but Seung-Jae was the kind of man you easily forgive with a What a cute young fellow.
How mean, Lee Seung-Jae. What fun is there in just the both of you drinking together?
For teamwork. This is a team dinner party.
Yeah right, with just the two of you Hang on. Thinking of it, this doesnt sound like one. Why just you two, is there something else? Huh?
Sang-Hoon of the Kim family started to babble with an inquisitive tone, while looking alternatively at Seung-Jae and Na-Yool. Na-Yool red at Seung-Jae to look at the mess he had put her in. She already wanted to buzz off from the dinner thing, but now that it had been somewhat confirmed in front of a third party
Seung-Jae answered while looking out for Na-Yools reaction. What do you mean, Kim PD, you are thinking too much.
Ah, thats right! Didnt Na-Yool say she has a boyfriend? The one with the same name as me
Oh, they broke up a while ago.
Not that long ago, mind you
Then what is it about you two? How suspicious.
Nothing. I am telling you, there is absolutely nothing.
Were they not supposed to be working? What was all that?
After watching against her own will with miserable eyes the war of nerves going on next to her desk, Na-Yool then turned her head towards the monitor.
Or to be precise, she intended to.
Right then, a pop-up window from the office messaging appeared on the bottom of the screen, disying the three characters of the name [Kwon Si-Jin]. As soon as she saw it, she feared for 2 seconds that one of the men next to her would have seen it as well, then 5 secondster she reached the conclusion that Si-Jin might not have send such a sensitive message that she had to worry about it, and only then was she able to stare straight at her screen. With, this time, her head fully turned.
If not, why only the two of you? Hm?
For teamwork, teamwork! A teamwork for which team members are more important than outsiders.
In the midst of themotion, Na-Yool clicked on the new message.
[Please be quiet in the office] 3:23 p.m.
Now, what was that?
Chapter 7.B C Friday afternoon, 4:10 p.m.
So, are you working overtime today?
It is the weekend, I should take it slowly.
Kim PD is making a fuss to have a drink. Go have some fun with them.
Yes, I heard him begging over and over for a dinner party. At this point, the nning team should just go have their own. How about you, Park PD?
Today I should be done at midnight sharp. Im having a meeting with Hansungs PR team, the third one since this morning.
Damn.
And with the Presidenting along. he added quietly with a voice full of regret as he ced his mug underneath the coffee machine. On the opposite side, the other party let out a sigh ofpassion.
That, you are quite
Fucked, yeah.
Yes, sounds like it.
It was an agreement that came from experience, without any hesitation.
Being sessful and having money at a young age, you would expect him to be more amodating. But why is it that the more time passes by, the more inflexible he gets
They say its even more true for wealthy people, after all.
Anyway, evente, I said I will be going once Im done. So you too Yoon-Sung,e with us whenever you have time. said Park PD as he shook his head as if to shake off his disapproval.
I had a team dinner partyst Friday. If I go, my wife will kill me.
Dont group them together. That wasyourteam dinner party. This one isourteam.
Just as Yoon-Sung was about to look at Park PD with a dumbfounded look, the devil they were speaking of walked in the break room. An awkward silence floated for five seconds.
They would not mind even if the break room was no more than a tiny space with just a few packets of instant coffee, if only it had a proper door.
Despite being spacious enough to fit in a fully functional kitchen of about 4m, equipped with a high-ss coffee machine, expensive imported tea bags, snacks like cookies and muffins always avable, long and stylish dining tables andfortable sofas that could fit many employees at once, it sadly had not a single door.
The kitchen facility is attached to one wall in an L-shape, separated from the sofas by a long wall blocking the way, the only partition in the room. So if you were getting yourself a cup of coffee from the kitchen, there is no way of knowing who is on the other side of the wall or, because of the sound of the coffee machine, to even know if someone ising to your side before they are actually there.
Therefore, many people had the unpleasant surprise to end up facing Kwon Si-Jin without knowing he wasing.
The two men exchanged a Did he hear? look, their inner swearing almost perceptible in the air. Time had not stopped and Si-Jin strided, inevitablying closer to them.
They politely bowed with a creaking sound, as if an invisible hand had pushed their head down. Si-Jin answered with an indifferent nod and walked to the fridge.
Yoon-Sung, who was rtively more rxed, continued the conversation as if it was nothing.
That is the worst excuse you coulde up with.
Park PD, who was staring up at Si-Jins back of the head, flinched at the conversation suddenly resuming. Yoon-Sung red at him to get his attention and, pulling himself together, Park PD nodded back with a vague Oh, yeah.
How much did he suffer to react this way?Yoon-Sung continued speaking, his voice filled with sympathy and pity for Park PD.
If my wife heard you, she would ask why I am even following other teams to their own dinner party Her jaw would drop.
Its not like it was the first time we drank together anyway.
Park PD finally seeded in answering in a somewhat rxed manner. His anxious gaze though was still fixed on Si-Jins every move. As Park PD wondered why he was taking out veggies C not usually found in apanys fridge C, Si-Jin passed the two men back and headed to the sink.
Last week I drank myself ill and got a warning from my wife. If I do it again, I will get kicked out of the bedroom.
Hey, only two obnoxious drunkies promised toe. Kim PD and Choi Jin-Ho.
Choi Jin-Ho ising too? Ah, then I really dont want to go.
Have a sense of duty.
As fellow obnoxious drunk lets look after each other, is that it?
You got it!
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Meanwhile, Si-Jin took out a steel bowl out of nowhere and neatly put the veggies in. Even Yoon-Jung got distracted by the unusual sight of Si-Jin washing them one by one, before snapping out of it and continued the conversation.
In any case, please leave me out.
Are you really going to be like this? By the time I arrive, Choi Jin-Ho will probably already be out of it.
Arent you a newlywed?
Ive been married for 2 years, how can you call me a newlywed?
If the feelings of it remain, then we still are, no matter how many years pass.
Did your wife wiretap you? Were you instructed to say this?
Ohe on, Park PD.
Anyway, it will make Kim PD happy if you go back home after listening to his rambling. Hes been very unhappy these days.
Im alright. Ah, from the editorial design team, how about Lee Seung-Jae? Last time, he was so damn I mean, really Yoon-Sung nced at Si-Jin and corrected hisnguage, like a student conscious of using ng in front of his teacher. Contrary to his looks, he is a heavy drinker. Thats why Kim PD adores him.
Lee Seung-Jae?
You know, the one sitting next to Na-Yool.
Ah, that one.
Yes. The Hongdae guy.
God, dont even mention it. Dont you know its because of him that Kim PD was all pumped and whined?
Why?
Because he said his team was having a dinner party.
Whats wrong with that?
The sound of the water running in the sink suddenly stopped. Sensing a change in the air, Yoon-Sung nced at Si-Jin again but saw nothing seemingly out of ce. Only that Si-Jin was now done with washing his veggies, clean enough.
With a straight-face that no ordinary person could see through, Si-Jin shook off the excess water. He looked slightly sensitive, but again, he often did. So they had to believe they were absolutely not the reason for it.
Half of the editorial designers are on maternity leave. No matter how you see it, it looks like they are dating.
Ah, now that Ye-Eun too is on leave there are only 2 editorial designers left?
One woman, one man. Thats how it is now.
True.
If these two youngsters want to have a dinner party, you should leave them be. But that old man, he insisted that they let him in too. He got rejected after whining for a while and thats why he said we should have a dinner party as well.
Kim PD is a good person, but he can be so slow-witted
A young woman and a young man, why would he get between them!
Saying so makes you sound rather old, Park PD.
Hey.
But is Lee Seung-Jae interested in older women?
Although Yoon-Sung asked a trivial question, his attention focused towards Si-Jin, his ears perking up as he wondered what that sudden rattling sound was. Park PDs gaze also followed the sound.
Where did he get that thing?
A foreign object appeared from what seemed to be the upper cupboard. Arge mixer for which most employees would think Was there such a thing there? once they see it. Although it was not surprising to find a mixer in the break rooms kitchen (spacious enough to even have an oven), the mixer was quite different from the other utilities already shared by the employees. It was also strange that he was using it for his personal use.
Si-Jin plugged in the mixer as if used to it and put the mixing bowl in. Mesmerized and wondering what he was preparing, Park PD answered one beatte.
Shes only one year above, you cant really call that being older. They are more like friends.
Na-Yool is one year older? Then that is perfect.
They suit each other, right?
The celery rattled nervously in the device. Followed by the broli, even louder. And on top, the carrots, as if to crush them. Even though Park PD and Yoon-Sung wanted to believe their hunch was wrong, they could not deny the worrying reality that the clues, starting to show up one by one, pointed to.
That bastard, could it be that he heard earlier when we badmouthed him
I dont think he is upset about calling it fucked to be with him, or the remarks about his wealth. Yeah, that much, Im sure he can stomach. Surely. It is not me. It has nothing to do with me.
They do. Although Na-Yool might be too good for him
That Hongdae guy, he is a bit carefree, but lots of women like this kind of cheeky attitude, so
Brum-brum-brrrrrrrrrr! Just then, a loud roaring motor soundpletely engulfed their voices. Speechless, they both blinked their eyes and stared silently at the green vortex formed in the mixer.
The mixing had been conducted so diligently that all the various veggies had been reduced to a lump-less liquid pulp to the point they could not be told apart, then poured into a cup.
Its color did not quite qualify as green, but it was too greenish to either call it brown It was an unpleasant color. With a He sure has a strong stomach look on his face, Yoon-Sung turned his head towards Park PD.
In any case, until Si-Jin left the room, the two subordinates could not halt their insubstantial conversation. All for the sake of pretending nothing had happened!
He is indeed popr, that guy. Do you remember? Just when he joined thepany, when Su-Jeong tried to make a pass at him and got rejected?
Was that him?
Yes, I am pretty sure it was Lee Seung-Jae.
I was there, right? Why cant I remember? Such a funny episode.
You probably passed out from too much drinking. But I guess the two of them do have a little something going on? Seeing how you keep talking about it.
Of course, the word keep had a little tricky meaning. It implied that the talking was limited to in this break room and just between the two of us. And also mostly that keeping talking idly was their way out of that other threatening pressure on their neck.
Thats what Kim PD said, but I didnt see it.
Ah, talking about Kim PD, it reminds me of something. Doesnt Kim Na-Yool have a boyfriend? You know, the one with the same name as Kim PD.
Oh, her boyfriend? I heard they broke up a while ago.
Just then they thought they heard aughter, as if mocking them. Aughter that did note from either Yoon-Sung or Park PD.
Dont make meugh.
The literally chuckling voice was low and not that powerful, but it was enough to stick into their ears. The room got wrapped in a heavy silence.
Of course, Si-Jin did not even bother to look at them. Almost as if he knew his disdain contributed to pushing Park PD and Yoon-Sung even farther to the brink.
Before they realized Si-Jin had drunk down all the unpleasant smoothie, he was already washing the cup and the mixer as effectively as he would carry any task. The running sound of the water persisted in the silence, until Si-Jin eventually turned it off. He put back the utilities and looked at the two of them standing as if waiting for the death sentence.
?
His facial expression was one of wonder at why, although he understood they would be on edge, they were standing there with a gawk on their faces.
To mock them in their face and y innocent the next second, he sure was taking toying with them too far. Park PD, particrly upset as one of the oldest employees of thepany, swallowed up his resentment in front of his much younger superior.
Keep up the good work. Si-Jin lightly greeted Park PDs bitter and trembling face. He then swiftly left the room without waiting for their polite answer.
Ahh, we are fucked.
We are. Thank you, Park PD. Thanks for that.
So, should we drink or not.
Fuck it, lets go!
Chapter 39
Chapter 8 C Friday evening, 8:17 p.m.
Okay. I will collect all corrected drafts and send them to Baeksan then.
Thank you.
Are you getting off from work now?
I should, soon.
I heard you are going on a date with Seung-Jae after work? asked Hee-Jung with a yful smile.
It was already the third time today Na-Yool had been asked this question. Including messages received on the office messenger, the sixth time. Without acting flustered nor denying it, Na-Yool just quietly shook her head.
Those are false rumors, false rumors.
Really?
Yes. Really. Just rumors.
Anyway, that damn gossip ground of apany
Although thepany was so uselessly spacious ? as if to tell its employees to live without looking at each others face ? it certainly sounded way more cramped, seeing how fast a rumor could spread.
You should try to seriously give it a thought, though.
About what?
Dating Lee Seung-Jae.
Why? retorted Na-Yool, perplexed.
Hee-Jung, 10 years older than Na-Yool,ughed amused by her cuteness.
I dont know how this rumor came out butNo, actually I do know how. Yes, I do. Earlier Kim PD was passing by our desks but stopped to throw a tantrum about not wanting to go home and
Isnt he kind of cute? asked Hee-Jung, casually ignoring Na-Yools exnation.
What?
Lee Seung-Jae.
Why do you keep mentioning him? You should know better, but you sound like an amateur.
Of course, the idea was not necessarily unpleasant. Because Seung-Jae was not a dreadful choice. In anotherpany she had even been set up for marriage at the age of 24 with a 39-years-old manager, so she was almost thankful to be coupled at 29 with a fine young man only one year younger than her.
Nevertheless, what good would there be in being entangled with a colleague who was pushed on her by the other employees and be the talk of the town? Was there any single benefit to it?
Even if it was a joke, the more talk there was about it, the firmer she had to be to shut it down or else rumors would remain for a while in one way or another. She could do with people wrongly remembering that she had something going on with Lee Seung-Jae, as long as they did not bullshit her with some Didnt he reject you back then because you kept throwing yourself at him? remarks.
And Im already in such a muddle
It really was burdensome and so pointlessly noisy and tiresome. In any case, the craze for matching people romantically was unchanged, regardless of their age or situation. Be it in middle school when a girl and a boy get teased for studying together, or in college when you p for your friends to date each other out of boredom, or even getting matched now as a grown-up with a job.
This country is such a sucker for love stories
Korea was so helpless on this matter. As she pestered her country, Na-Yool felt the need to trample without dreams or hopes on this pathetic situation.
Its because I know well that I am poking around.
Na-Yool had to answer carefully to such meaningful words. If she denied calmly, her denial would seem too weak, but if she denied too vehemently then it might get misunderstood as answering in the affirmative.
If I had to say, he is also handsome.
His body too, its pretty nice.
He must be taking care of it, right? Despite his looks, he is quite diligent!
No, I think he would fall if I hit him just once. Na-Yool was answering with moderate cautiousness, apathetic yet upromising.
Plus, Seung-Jae honestly was a little thin. He seemed to have some muscles but, judging from the fancy clothes he liked to wear like a celebrity, he undoubtedly had a slim line. For having such tastes, he had to be.
Therefore Seung-Jae was far from being skin-and-bones, but it did not mean that he was objectively attractive nor that she had any reason to objectively praise his looks. At this point
Hey! I dont think he would.
That kid is not exactly Na-Yool chose her words carefully again. Although Seung-Jae was the one responsible for this situation for mentioning the dinner party in front of Kim PD, he meant tofort her, so she could not randomly find fault with him either
he is not exactly reliable. Thats just it.
Of course, in terms of work rather than body. That fact at least was not defaming towards Seung-Jae.
Na-Yool, you havent dated younger men?
Ah, not really
Only older ones?
Well, yes, basically
So what if Seung-Jae was younger or older? Not only did he not qualify to be ssified this way, but they did not even have a slight interest in each other, so what was the point of this conversation? Right now, listening attentively then denying any involvement was much needed.
Indeed, even if its by one year, he is still a younger man. When you keep dating older ones, even men of the same age as you will end up looking like kids.
Yes, exactly.
Even his actions look childish right?
You said it. Thats exactly it! Na-Yool was delighted. Hee-Jung nodded vigorously and added:
Which is why you should try dating him.
? How did the conversation flow this way?
This is your time to date him. Not old men that have lived many more years than you.
Sang-Hoon, who had suddenly be an old man just by being 4 years older than her, would be crying out of injustice. Of course, Sang-Hoon could be considered to have be an old man at an early stage. Even if all 33-years-old people were technically young.
You are so lovely, its such a waste. I understand your principles, but I feel you are missing out by dating only older men.
It just happened this way, its not like I had principles or anything.
When you look at it, younger men clearly have a cute side to them, and also the satisfaction of looking after and carrying for them
So what, were older people especially grown-up and mature? Even the younger men that Hee-Jung found cute would eventually be older ones to someone. In Na-Yools eyes, whoever they are, they were all just the same Korean men who were raised so preciously.
The depth and extent of consideration are standard, as if all predefined. Saying For you, of course I would is, when you think about it, the result of showing great generosity at heart. Only until that generosity bothers the precious gentleman hidden in ones heart. Or until you get tired of that rtionship.
It is all about how long you can pretend not to have feelings, or pretend these feelings are not what they are
So mature or cute, they are all alike anyway.
Sang-Hoon also basically acted like an adult. That is, back in the days their love was in full bloom.
Younger ones are fine, the cute type, the needy type, all are good, but right now Im already having a hard time taking care of myself
It sounds like a hassle, right? But let me tell you. Do you know what is fascinating?
What is it?
Hee-Jung whispered as if to reveal a grand secret. If you love that man, it wont.
It truly was fascinating. Na-Yool felt her will to fight slipping away but, unwilling to back off, she tried her best to raise objections.
Isnt it impossible to like a troublesome man from the start?
Why are you already so narrow-minded about it? Youre not even 30 yet. You need to have an open mind.
Obviously, if he is troublesome, it would be hard to have good feelings about him
Youre right. It is difficult. Of course it is.
Yes, right?
Thats why in that case, a nice face is an absolute prerequisite. A young, good-looking face with a firm skin.
Ah. Na-Yool nodded as if she found it kind of convincing.
You need to feel good just looking at him. That way, you will feel good even when you go around together.
That might be
Sometimes, it also helps with putting up with your hardship when you are tired. If your man doesnt have a face with that effect, he should at least have some skills. See, thats how men should be.
Hee-Jungs words flowing into her ears sounded less like an utopia than a diatribe.
Chapter 40
How could love always be the same? If you look at his face whenever love cools down, even if it does not make you feel better, it at least should not make you feel worse. Unless there is an unfortunate reason to keep him around.
I got married, so be this or that, its not like I can throw him away anyway.
Hee-Jung chewed on her lips. Na-Yool felt that the subject had stealthily shifted from Seung-Jae to Hee-Jungs husband. Her willingness to listen attentively was fading away as Hee-Jungs chattering went on. Na-Yools eyes rolled around and started losing focus in the distance.
In any case, there are more options than you might expect so dont be so categoric about it, Na-Yool. Though I understand you are especially careful because its between colleagues.
I would be careful indeed, but really, Seung-Jae is just a subordinate and
I also know what youre worried about. But still, love could be closer than you think. And its not like ourpany cares about office love affairs we just dont do it because we dont have the time to face each other properly. Anyway, Im just saying not to regrettably miss your chance at love by ying it safe.
Like I said, this rtionship is
And to give a chance to people around you.
Who am I anyway to do so?Disconcerted by the mention of giving a chance, Na-Yool decided to sort things out.
But well, you know, I am me. And Seung-Jae is not particrly interested in me.
Do you really think so?
Ask him. You will see
You really do?
Na-Yool had no idea why Hee-Jung seemed so confident. Sheughed awkwardly. That guy has no intention to woo me, so can you imagine how wronged he might feel if I go around rejecting the idea of dating him?
Hee-Jung grabbed her chin with an unfathomable expression. For some unknown reasons she started losing confidence.
So its not just about whether I like him or not.
Hm-hmm.
Of course he really is a good person, but dating him, or seeing him as a man I definitely hate it.
Na-Yool did not like using the word hate towards Seung-Jae, but she had to make that firm statement as the conversation was clearly not flowing in the direction she wished. Hee-Jung finally nodded her head with a convinced look. Well, your opinion on the matter is clearly set.
And him too, he doesnt see me as a woman. I am sure he doesnt like me either. Just think about how many times Ive scolded him for not doing his work properly.
Now I feel sorry for that poor Seung-Jae.
Aah really, why do you keep doing this
Na-Yool made a long face and Hee-Jung burst intoughter. Because you are just so cute. Both of you.
Well, time to get off work.
They all are having so much fun
It was fascinating to see how excited everyone was over gossip that appeared out of nowhere. Na-Yool abruptly ended the conversation, turned back and walked away in a haste as a witty Still, think about it! came from behind her from another employee. It only meant one thing: that they had held their breath and pretended to work while they listened to the whole conversation.
When Na-Yool came back to her desk she noticed the dinner party goer was nowhere to be found. She stared nkly at her screen still on and picked up her phone after a while. It was clear with what expectations she was looking at it. She was checking to see if there was something else following the sudden and enigmatic Please be quiet in the office message.
I knew it.
Nothing.As expected,she thought, before something on the screen she was about to turn off caught her eyes. Messages from a certain someone with way too many things to say that she had switched off all notification rms from him
From: Manic-depressive lunatic
[Today Ill be waiting in front of your office] 7:49 PM
Na-Yools face turned white the instant she looked at the preview window. For better or worse, she had not blocked Sang-Hoon ? even if he was annoying ? in case something like this or something she was not aware of happened.
Na-Yool looked at the clock urgently. 8:28 pm. Sang-Hoonspany was not that far away. He had sent that message roughly 40 minutes ago, so even in the case it was sent when he set off, it was very likely that he had already arrived in front of Ethical Communications.
She nervously looked down on her phone again.
Just how much more bullshit does he have to unload
Out of the 45 new messages she had received, 40 were from the manic-depressive lunatic? no, Sang-Hoon. At this point it was a wonder that he still had anything left to vent out after already venting so much. Despite telling herself not to scroll it, her finger moved reflexively.
Fucking curiosity Since the beginnings of things, damn curiosity had always doomed humanity.
[Dont you have anything to say to me?] 4:55 PM
Why else would she not contact him then?To think it took him a whole week of being ignored to figure that out
[Right, thats how you are] 5:49 PM
He could not even hold it in one hour after his pitiful attempt to bait her out to get an answer from her had failed. Instead of not answering anything, the only answer he could have expected from her to his Dont you have anything to say to me? was at best a Yeah, Ive got nothing to tell you.
Unfortunately, there were more messages.
[I know it too] 5:49 PM
[that I made a mistake on Sunday night] 5:49 PM
[But] 5:49 PM
[you are in the wrong too] 5:50 PM
[You shouldnt treat me this way, Na-Yool] 5:50 PM
[like I dont mean anything now that we are not together] 5:51 PM
Messages were timewise cut off here which hinted at how overwhelmed he was after writing that one. Na-Yool suspected he had discreetly slipped out to the bathroom to sob and wipe up his tears.
[Even if we broke up] 6:04 PM
[thats not how it should be] 6:05 PM
[I didnt treat you this way] 6:05 PM
[To the very end you were always selfish, but I wasnt] 6:05 PM
That was rich,ing from the one who had treacherously asked for a break-up without warning What a greatly devoted human being he was!
[Is that the only manners you have towards the man you dated for 200 days or so?] 6:06 PM
[Tell me, is that the only respect you have for me as your ex] 6:06 PM
This manic-depressive lunatic, he had dumped her light-heartedly, and yet what was he expecting now? As if it was not depressing enough to get dumped, now she had to show him some manners? Not only was the critics astonishing, but she had never disrespected him in any way either.
She had obediently broken it off and even warmly bid him farewell when, full of himself like the main lead of a drama, he had tragically asked her to please let him go. Had she not been thoughtful back then not to mock him by pointing out she was not holding onto him in the first ce?!
Never did she expect he would pester her this way for her manners.
[Do you think everything is over once we break up?] 6:07 PM
If it was not over, then what else?
[Ive been waiting for over a week] 6:07 PM
[You probably didnt contact me because youre having a hard time] 6:08 PM
[If I wait, you will surely get in touch] 6:08 PM
[Thats what I thought, and the reason why I kept contacting you one-sidedly like a fool, to make you feel less burden] 6:09 PM
To make me feel less of a burden?His purpose was somewhat shocking, but it was fortunate that he was at least aware how weird his current state was.
[Did you enjoy it, seeing me like this?] 6:09 PM
[It sure looks like you did, Kim Na-Yool] 6:10 PM
[Seeing how you thoroughly checked every single message despite not answering even once] 6:10 PM
For real now, Na-Yool was sick of being endlessly bombarded with Sang-Hoons messages. Though she had to admit that as time passed by, this situation sometimes feltical, and she could not help but find it funny as if it was someone elses business.
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At times, his messages were so vividly well-written that she could even feel the meltdown of the narrators ego in real time. Although obviously, it had not quite the effect ? to touch her heart that is ? Sang-Hoon was hoping for.
[Wasnt it even tough for you to watch me suffer?] 6:10 PM
He was the one who dumped her, yet here he was hoping for respect and sympathy
[I even thought I was getting punished] 6:11 PM
[for not giving you a second chance then] 6:11 PM
[Aah, I] 6:11 PM
[Yeah, Im getting punished for hurting you] 6:12 PM
Today as well, Sang-Hoon stayed true to the name she had registered him as. He could me Sundays messages on the alcohol, but these were sent with an absolutely sane mind. The flow of the following messages depicted well his dramatically subdued emotions.
[So this time its my turn to wait] 6:12 PM
[Thats what I thought and waited] 6:12 PM
After barely waiting one week? Yeah, right, that was smooth.
[If I waited you would say something] 6:13 PM
[If you really felt sorry for me, you would try to make things right] 6:13 PM
?
Feel sorry about what? Make what right?
[But arent you too much?] 6:14 PM
[Were not the kind to just stop talking after breaking up, are we?] 6:14 PM
[Its not like were not going to see each other anymore, is it?] 6:15 PM
[Why do you keep making things difficult?] 6:16 PM
Who? What things?!
[I dont thnk I can waitt for u to deal with it] 7:22 PM
With idle time after getting off work, it seemed Sang-Hoon had taken the opportunity to enjoy some drinking. The messages sent about one hourter were filled with typos. It was like Sundays messages all over again.
[Lets meet] 7:27 PM
[Meet dis oppa just 1 time] 7:33 PM
[u workte tday too?] 7:35 PM
[Tdy Ill b waitin in frunt of ur ofice] 7:49 PM
Although the original text looked like this, its content was so dangerous that Na-Yools eyes automatically read it correctly. The infinite seriousness of Sang-Hoons tone ended up sounding ridiculous, but Na-Yool could not bring herself to even smile faintly as before.
What are you doing?
It was Seung-Jae,ing back to his seat. He pulled his chair as he spoke and busily clicked on his mouse, waking up a Na-Yool stiffened by the bad news she had received. Without answering, Na-Yool first fell into agony.
There was a high probability that Sang-Hoon was waiting outside right now. Half out of his mind, most likely.
If she went with Seung-Jae to their dinner party like this, he would surely meet with Sang-Hoon, and Sang-Hoon would surely do something embarrassing Ahh, it was horrifying. The thought of Seung-Jae, of a fellow coworker seeing Sang-Hoon in that state was simply horrifying.
But if I go out on my own
She would see him alone. Which in itself also was horrifying. Na-Yool violently chattered her teeth, stuck in a dilemma she could not get out of. In the midst of her internal struggle, she felt Seung-Jaes curious nces on her, but she had no time to worry about it.
Tormented for a while by the worries on her mind, Na-Yool plunged into despair as she realized the clock was already hitting 8:35 p.m.
Alright. If you want something done, better do it yourself!
She lifted her head up as she embraced this resolution, 22 years overdue. This moral lesson had been a hidden teaching from the cartoons she used to watch around age 7, but only now was she resolute to apply it whatever the oue was.
But still, to let Sang-Hoon be seen by someone, be it Seung-Jae or any other employee
Are you done with revising the proposal for Baeksan?
Huh?
Na-Yool, who was busy mming her head against her phone in anguish, jolted up. Surprised by her jolting, Seung-Jae flinched.
The revised version for Baeksan.
Ah, yeah I handed it over earlier.
Then you are done.
Yeah.
So you were waiting for me all this time
It was not exactly so, but Na-Yool distractedly nodded, her mind focused on the [in frunt of ur ofice] message. Seung-Jaes face clouded up with an even sorrier expression.
I am sorry to say that when I am the one who asked you out, but would you mind waiting a bit longer?
how long? asked Na-Yool right away, skipping answering in the affirmative.
She simply was eager to estimate the exact time difference between here and Sang-Hoon, so in other words,how long exactly would it take.But to Seung-Jae who already felt in the wrong, it sounded like she was annoyed at him.
Seung-Jae apologized abruptly. I am sorry. Are you angry?
What? Why are you apologizing? Why should I be angry?
You really are angry, Ms. Na-Yool sighed Seung-Jae thinking Na-Yool was being ironic.
What is wrong with that kid now?
Confused, Na-Yool muttered while looking alternately at Seung-Jae and her phone. No, nothing like that, I just want to know how much longer it will take.
If I say you have to wait more, you will leave me behind anyway
Gosh, listen to what people actually say. I said I will wait, but Im asking how much longer.
Interpreting her tone as a sign of annoyance, Seung-Jae ducked his head in a repentant manner, then raised it back about 3 secondster as he realized what she hadactuallysaid. His face, suddenly turning lively after looking so gloomy, was exactly like one of a child.
You just have to wait a little longer. But this, the client said the source in the video is slightly wrong, but the video team said they cannot fix it until the weekend, thats why
Thats why you are fixing all the contents in the brochure so that it matches with the video contents?
They begged me to cover for them, so what other way do I have. Anyway, it will not take long. It should take about 20-30 minutes, so Distracted once again by her phone, Na-Yool nodded vaguely. She then busily started to pack her things in her handbag. The sight of it made Seung-Jae slurred his words with a puzzled look.
Ill wait.
It looks like you are leaving though?
It really looked like so. Because she was.
Her head bobbing busily, Na-Yool pushed her chair under her desk and shut down herputer.
Ill wait. Outside.
Why not keep warm inside?
Theres something Ive wanted to buy for a few days now, but I couldnt because I always worked until toote. So Ill go buy it somewhere near here.
What
Moisture cream, eye cream, sleeping packs, stuff like that. Stuff you dont know and do not care about. Na-Yool had answered in one single breath. It was closer to rap than speaking. As for her body, she had almost turned her back fully on Seung-Jae and her desk.
Not at all. I am very interested in such things. Then, how about buying it when we leave togeth?
No, nope. Plus, I take time to pick them.
Still, you waited for me, how could I just I dont mind, no matter how long it takes. Even if it takes a full hour to look at one moisture cream.
That kid, no doubt he would change his mind once he actually stood an hour next to her looking at moisture cream. Lets see if he could make the same speech then! Na-Yool was unreasonably venting her anger at the guiltless Seung-Jae who had no idea of what was going on, but she managed to calm it down.
He is a good kid. He cant work properly, but he is a good kid.
You have your work to do too, so it would be a waste of time anyway to go buy it together. Right?
That is true.
You in the office. Me buying my stuff. Lets use our time efficiently, Seung-Jae.
Then, when I am done I will?
Yeah, contact me. Anyway, Im going. See you! Na-Yool, exhausted from rushed talking, hastily stomped away while the handbag she held in her hand swung in the air.
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8:42 pm. Na-Yool was filled with anxiousness, and here she was wasting time again in an unexpected ce. Could she be even more stressed? If it was up to her, she would rather rush down the stairs this instant. Right now, even quietly waiting for an elevator was hard for her. Nevertheless, the only reason her feet were moving diligently toward the elevators was for her rationality reminding her how much slower she was than the machine.
When she reached the elevators, she saw one of them had already passed down the 31st floor and she looked at the one next to it.
Its going down from the 7th floor 7, the bad luck number(T/N: Not a mistrantion. Na-Yool probably has some personal story with this number. She is also not quite sane in mind at the moment)
She inwardly grumbled some absurdities and looked back anxiously. One going down from the 34th floor, one going up from the 27th floor Unexpectedly, the other two elevators behind her were useless, as they stopped only on even-numbered floors except for the lower ones. If she did not quickly get rid of Sang-Hoon waiting in front of thepany, it made no doubt her anxiousness would not go away.
If not only Seung-Jae, her team member she had to face every day, but also the loose-lipped Kim Sang-Hoon PD from the nning Team with the same name, or even all the other middle-aged coworkers that hang with him were to meet him
The mere thought of it made her head spin. Na-Yool nervously double-checked the time.
8:44 pm. The ominous sight of a double 4. (T/N: 4 is considered a bad luck number as it pronounces the same as death in Korean). Feeling somewhat icky, Na-Yool raised her head. Even though the number 7 felt like bad luck in this situation, it was all just superstition anyway.
Are you going home?
Oh god. It seemed like it was not just superstition after all.
As she could not believe her eyes, Na-Yool alternately looked at her phone then Si-Jin who had appeared next to her.
Chapter 9 C Friday evening, 8:44 p.m.
Thinking about it, 8 divided by 2 is 4, right? Then there are four 4s. It is 4444 There are as many unlucky numbers as you can multiply them. As Na-Yool stared defiantly at Si-Jin while internally trying to force her nonsensical theory to make sense, Si-Jin quietly raised his eyebrows.
What is it?
Ah, no, just
The time disyed on her watch had given her the most ominous feeling she ever felt ? how could she tell him how fascinating it was that the timing of his unpleasant arrival perfectly matched it?
Na-Yool averted her eyes towards the elevators and made up an excuse with a stern tone.
I was just surprised by your sudden appearance.
Rather than being surprised It looked more like you just discovered something important while looking at me?
No, not really
For example, something fascinating?
That damn perceptive man. What could I be fascinated by? I simply looked at your face
As soon as Na-Yool (unrtedly to the context) rejected its existence, that not-fascinating face of his entered once again her sight. His freakiness truly was unbeatable.
Truth is, she was fascinated. How could such a freak sessfully disy such a brazen face was a wonder.
It was not the face of a person looking at a person.
Not the face of a person looking at a person, now what was he saying
I am a person. And believe it or not, so are you Mr. President, so it probably was a persons face.
Probably. Sounds like you arent sure either. Didnt I say sost time? To not use words with vague meanings.
I, too, already asked you many times not to act this way in the office where there are a lot of passersby.
What way?
If Si-Jin could not figure his problem on his own, Na-Yool wished he would at least do some self-introspection. Without a word, her eyes slowly scanned his body. If he wanted that much to show her his brazen face, she would rather he stand right in front of her, instead of standing next to her with his head oddly leaning towards her own face.
Being together, they might be looking like a yful couple enjoying some sweet time. But had Si-Jin been on his own, no doubt he would have looked like the greatest weirdo ever. Btedly enlightened by his voluntarily clueless expression, Na-Yool naturally turned away from him to indicate she had nothing to do with him.
An elevator stopped just at this instant. Resisting the urge to rush in, Na-Yool stuck her feet on the floor. She had waited for it for so long, but she was still under the 44 minutes curse after all. No matter how pressed for time she was, she could not risk going down together with Si-Jin, an even more tactless person than Seung-Jae whom she had barely got rid of. She was concerned things might take a very strange turn, or that he might chat her up again like the pervert he was
But the tough conclusion Na-Yool had reached shattered in just 3 seconds. Whereas she expected him to get in without looking back, Si-Jin turned around and nced at her with a suspicious look. And his hand holding the empty elevators doors so that no one else could close it.
What is it now?
Go down first, Mr. President.
?
I will take the next car.
Car?
As soon as she stupidly misspoke, Na-Yool felt even more mortified. Ah, no, the elevator. The next oneing, the left one.
Why, though? pragmatically asked Si-Jin. Na-Yool answered stiffly.
I dont want to take the one on the right.
You had no problem riding it every few mornings
Thats when I am busy and do not have any other choice.
Whats your reason?
Just a mood
Mood?
I am in a bad mood, so I dont want to take the right one. Matter closed.
Na-Yool abruptly brushed him off in one single breath like she did for Seung-Jae, forgetting to inhale between words. Just then, the left side elevator she had been feverishly waiting for arrived. She rushed into it in a sh, as if she had never stood in front of the right one.
She was just about to quickly press the close button, when Si-Jin slipped nonchntly between the already half-closed doors. Those cursed 44 minutes!
Since we took the elevator you like, please go on.
That talk about your favorite elevator.
When I go home, I always ride the left one in a good mood. I have always liked the left side.
Thats quite progressive.
Yes. Also when I was young I used to be left-handed though my family is conservative so they had me use my right hand to fix it. Thats why, now I am
talking absolute nonsense, am I right?
Si-Jin bluntly shut off her nonsensical babbling meant to avoid a proper conversation, and Na-Yool closed her mouth. 24th floor, 23rd floor She would feel better if at least someone else, even someone she did not know was here, but why was it that she always ended up in an elevator with only this man and no one else?
At least the elevator should not stop if no one was going to get in! But as if she really was cursed, the elevator took a terribly long time to reach the 2nd floor as it kept regrly stopping on other floors. While Na-Yool was trying to ignore his presence by fixing her gaze on the doors and changing numbers on the elevator panel, Si-Jin stared at her, his head leaning to the side.
And so.
The reason you had to so desperately run away.
The stupid reason you had to take another elevator even though we would meet again on the 1st floor, what could it be?
Arent you going to the underground parking lot? Na-Yool involuntarily turned towards him to answer, only to promptly turn back her head with an oops expression. Just then his big hand roughly grabbed her cheeks and turned her head back towards him.
I am, but we can just split upter. Was that your reason?
Considering how he spent most of the time not showing any interest in what she was doing, it was surprising how he suddenly started interrogating her. She was indeed acting suspicious, but in normal times, he would not even pay attention to it.
Did he feel something about Sang-Hoon? She remembered on Monday morning, when he had read Sang-Hoons unbelievable messages in this elevator. He had briefly interrogated her like this too, very out of character.
It cant be that he is jealous
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Was it that maybe Si-Jin wanted to join in the next time Sang-Hoon harasses her? It was expected from his bad nature, that tendency to bully her so efficiently by stabbing her shameful spots rather than the painful ones when the right asion came up.
Your answer.
I also did not want to ride it together. muttered Na-Yool rolling her eyes, her cheeks still squeezed by his hand. Her face was soical that even Si-Jin, expressionless, burst into a lowugh.
How cutely cheeky. Is it that you want to get your lips suckled on in the lobby?
A casual smirk suddenly appeared on Si-Jins face. Na-Yool could not believe the filthy words she just heard, as undeniably mismatched it was with the public ce they were in, his in voice and his proper attire. It felt like a dream.
Of course, it did not feel like a dream because she liked it. Na-Yool had lived her whole life fully believing she was a person of honorablemon sense, until she got entangled with him in such strange ways.
I would rather die! she retorted, brushing off his hand.
Think about it carefully. A little embarrassment would probably be better than dying.
I am just emphasizing how strongly I do not want to. It is a figure of speech, dont
You told me to always take your words at face value.
You do not even listen to me anyway, Mr. President.
Of course.
Quite the polite yet shameless answer. Na-Yool looked up at the number panel as she felt no point answering. Finally, almost the 1st floor.
Then, if you would excuse me, Mr. President.
She greeted him very politely, then quickly got off as soon as the door opened and strided away. With a sense of deja-vu, she heard steps pacing right behind following her but treated it as her imagination ying tricks.
..
However, it did not feel like it was her imagination. She turned back, and expectedly there he was.
Mr. President.
She called him while gritting her teeth and Si-Jin shrugged his shoulders, as if brazenly asking what the matter was.
What if Sang-Hoon was somewhere in that spacious lobby, what if he was waiting behind the entrance doors to make a scandal
Im on my way out too.
Mr. President, what about your car?
Ill leave it underground.
Is that so. Then please go, first.
But why do you keep sending me out first?
I told you already. I do not want to be with you! Na-Yool unwillingly screamed in anguish. Why were the men in her life all so hopeless!?!
Then you should go first, Ms. Na-Yool.
I know you will follow me. Like a pervy stalker.
Why act this way now, and not the times when she had slightly hoped he would call to ask her out?!
No, I never did. I never wished for something like that.Na-Yool quickly rewrote her memory. Si-jin smirked as if he could clearly see what was going on inside her head.
Your idiotic pitapatting is so cute I almost want to answer your expectations by chasing after you but
But?
Just when he was about to continue his fingertips quietly moved down the middle of her back, following the curve of her spine. Na-Yools face immediately turned red.
But Im not going home yet, you see.
Na-Yool stood unfazed and dignified, showing there was no need to whisper such words in a small voice. She hurriedly shook his hand off though some time had passed for it to be called hurriedly.
I told you several times already not to touch me in the offi!
I, also, told you to please be quiet in the office.
Now she was hearing his mysterious text message live. With a slightly irritated tone to it.
Dumbfounded by the warning that suddenly dropped, Na-Yool frowned with a dubious look.
I have always behaved at work though?
Always?
I do not idle talk, I do not speak loudly, I dress neatly
The more of them she enumerated, the more Si-Jin leaned his head to the side, not convinced at all. Na-Yool stealthily avoided his gaze.
if it was not for you.
I like the sound of it.
Taking it as apliment, Si-Jin grinned at her acknowledgement of him being the only stain on her record.
You should reconsider that do not idle talk part more objectively. You should find a more fitting reply
I really do not chitchat, Mr. President.
Even though he was a pervert he was also her superior, so she could not forget to show a diligent attitude. There was no need to go over his insinuating statement and its Dont you sometimes ck off as well? underlying meaning just to look sincere.
If you say so.
Despite his choice of words, his tone had a faint sting, as if pressing her to rethink her answer. The same sting as the bed of thorns she was on every time she could not figure out what she did wrong with her proposal drafts
If you really think there is nothing to fix about yourself, I will dly concedeis what Si-Jins words seemed to mean, but his disapproving expression said otherwise, leaving Na-Yool with a heavy conscience just as he was ending the conversation
His insinuating statement was not random. He was talking of a specific moment. A moment which had particrly bothered him. Na-Yool racked her brain in search of a moment where she might have looked noisy and talkative.
Ahh, with such a broadly specific criterion there are just too many.
Still, was that moment worth troubling the mind of his subordinate? Anyway, none of it was important right now. Things that did not make sense or unsettled matters could be dealt withter. Na-Yool focused back her anxiousness towards Sang-Hoon, who might be wandering somewhere outside the lobby.
Once I arrive at home, I will contemte, reflect on and discipline myself.
Its so pointlessly pompous, it sounds like youre being sarcastic.
Then, I will think about it objectively. So now, please excuse myself Mr. President, I do not want to take away your precious time any longer
Why would you go this far for it? Si-Jin abruptly interrupted her farewell speech with a disgruntled groan.
Excuse me?
Do you intend to hide it at all costs?
Hide? What? It could not be that he also knew about the human being loitering outside?! Na-Yools pupils shook violently. Si-Jin then looked down at her with a look of disappointment and said: I tried to pretend not to know because your unnecessarily persistent will to meet him secretly was kind of cute but
The more I look at it, the less I can tell whether you are so desperately hiding for this persons sake, or because of me.
Two words came to Na-Yools mind.No way
Did he really know about it all? Just how?!
Do you know everything?
Wouldnt it be weird that I didnt?
No. It is much weirder that you do.
To the point it gave her chills
Do you know how many people in the office are gossiping about it, Ms. Na-Yool. snorted Si-Jin, inexpressive. But Na-Yool was too devastated to feel offended.
In the office? About him? How is that possible?
How? Im surprised you ask, after you let rumors run wide.
Whether I did or not, I would have to know about these rumors in the first ce!
At the horrifying thought that rumors about Lee Sang-Hoon were spreading like fire in thepany, Na-Yool tragically concluded that detailed stories about their rtionship ? which she never really bragged about ? might also reach peoples ears. In one word, an insufferable future.
Had she been a little less anxious and restless, a little bit more rational, she might have realized soon enough that the flow of the conversation had some incoherence.
However, Na-Yools mind which was until now solely stuck on how to get rid of Sang-Hoon was now filled with murderous thoughts towards him.
Sure, if you want to y innocent like this
Again, an empty concession. A sting without being a real one.
I didnt mean to meet this person without anyone knowing though I did want to hide it. confessed Na-Yool with a heavy heart.
this person? Si-Jin asked right in her face in an annoyed voice. Kind of depressed, Na-Yool ignored it.
To be honest, it is not out of concern for anyone. Why would I feel concerned about you? And neither does he. It was not an attempt to save face but a genuine and sincere statement. inly said, Si-Jin had little value in this matter.
Si-Jin faintly narrowed his eyes, but Na-Yool was too busy muttering her distraught feelings to notice the subtle changes in his expression.
What do you think you are to me Why would you matter
I did not care about you at all while I was hiding it. She was down spirited, but her tone was firm.
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Then what exactly is it you care about? asked Si-Jin again in an irritated tone.
Myself, of course!
?
Obviously, I am only concerned about myself because I matter most. Thats why I hid it. Because I was worried it might turn out this way that I might embarrass myself because of that person!
Is that guy that much of an embarrassment to you? grumbled Si-Jin, visibly surprised by the snobbishness of her reason. Na-Yool nodded bitterly.
Do you know how mortified I am right now? I am so lost I dont even know if I can go to work tomorrow. Do you know how that feels?
Its not a big deal, why
How am I supposed to face people at work? I am so ashamed, what could I do?
You can just carry on like youve been doing until now. Si-Jin awkwardly patted the top of Na-Yools head. It was sort of a gesture of constion, a show of sympathy for having to go out with such an embarrassing guy, but Na-Yool shook him off with an irked look.
To think rumors are spreading because of him even here I wont let him go. Today, I really wont let him go. That bastard.
Its not that shameful anyway.
Go. Then, Im leaving too.
Na-Yool shut down Si-Jins words and walked towards the lobbys front door with big steps. She tried to. Three steps, at least.
Mr. President, could you let go of my cor?
I wanted to wish you a good dinner party before you leave.
By suddenly grabbing my cor?
Since youre cocky enough to interrupt your superior, that much manners suffice.
Na-Yool surrendered like a puppy grabbed by its scruff.
Say it. Your greetings.
Go have fun.
I am not going to have fun, Mr. President. And you know how serious it is. Also, you have to let me go for me to
Find an excuse to leave the dinner and call me within 2 hours.
It wont take 2 hours. Thank you for your concern, but I can go home alright.
Is someone driving you home?
?
Just call me.
Na-Yool nkly stared at his back as he coldly walked away after his forceful request. Seeing how he briefly shook hands with a man that came into the lobby just to disappear the next second into the cafe shop, he indeed seemed to have work left.
Suddenly left alone, Na-Yool felt a bted relief. In any case, Si-Jin and Sang-Hoon would not meet. Swiftly walking like a crab, she inspected every corner of the lobby.
He is not here. He is not.She would not be surprised if Sang-Hoon was secretly hiding to watch her, but she was convinced her hunch was right. Because Sang-Hoon was an airhead.
8:57 p.m Na-Yool nced at the clock and resolutely went out the front door, ready for the big battle. She busily looked left and right, her eyes gravely examining her surroundings.
That idiot, where is he
Her gaze skimmed over the small square in front of the office and moved with suspicion to the back side of the building. Every time Sang-Hoon had said Lets meet in front he had waited somewhere else. The reason was simple. He was an idiot who could not remember where the front door was despite it being in in view. He was the kind of man who, if you told him you are waiting in front of the department store, would call you 20 minutester to ask where you are when he clearly was waiting at the back door instead of the front one.
It was a weather where just a short sigh turned into a white breath. Na-Yool stroked her frozen hands together and hurried towards the back door. She would rather die than call him back herself! The rumbling noise of cars packed on the eightne boulevard and buses honking them depressingly engulfed her ears.
Na-Yool.
And suddenly, an unnecessarily faint voice broke through.
Right behind her
Oppa is here.
What is more, using 3rd person like he was some main character of a drama.
Na-Yool was so startled her hand almost flew towards Sang-Hoons face. She barely grabbed it with the other one, and insteadposed herself to speak.
Is here what you call the front of the office? As soon as she opened her mouth, her tone indicated how pathetic of a good-for-nothing she thought he was.
Strangely I always get confused every time Ie here
You probably just dont care enough to remember.
Dont say that, youre making me sad
And here I was putting it nicely fine, lets say it as it is, youre dumb.
Na-Yool
Dont you dare touch me.
Na-Yool pped the hand that was reaching for her shoulder. Though she barely hit the back of his hand, Sang-Hoon grimaced dramatically as if he was broken-hearted.
Youve been sending me all kinds of crazy talks for the whole week, and now getting drunk and swearing like an illiterate scum.
Thats because you
I what? When did I tell you to get drunk? Did I beg you to talk to me in that state? Please harass me maybe?
I did not harass you. Sang-Hoons flushed face twitched. Come on, how could I, Na-Yool? You know how much I love you
I just need to open my phone to know how much you harassed me. [T/N: Na-Yool usually addressed him as oppa but 3rd person does not work well in English. From here on she switches to ?, a very casual you in Korean. It can also be kind of aggressive, therefore Sang-Hoons answer below.]
You, did you just call meyou?
Yeah,you. So what?
Okay, sure, call me whatever you want. Im fine with anything.
Im the one who isnt fine. I dont want to see your face, nor do I want to call you. So let go of me.
If you admit that I didnt harass you.
What?
Admit it.
Those damn men, sometimes it truly was impossible to understand their flow of thought. To her surprise he seemed to be determined to harass her while rejecting the usation. His red drunk face had the stubborn look of an elementary school boy.
Astonished, Na-Yool burst into a forcedughter and pinched his arm with her free hand. Sang-Hoon screamed, and his hand dropped down.
Ah, fuck! Ahh!
Look at you, swearing so naturally? You must have struggled to pretend to be well-behaved in front of me.
You surprised me! Its because I was surprised, I was not insulting you, just surprised, ahh. it freaking ah no, it really hurts
Some said it tickles.
Who? The dull question, casually asked as he rolled up the sleeve of his suit, raised a red g in Na-Yools mind. Na-Yool replied bluntly as if to brush him off.
Why do you care.
Did you already find someone else? asked Sang-Hoon while delicately stroking his pinched arm. His facial expression had suddenly turned threatening. When Na-Yool snorted seemingly baffled, his face twisted even more.
You, do you have a new man or not.
What got into you?
So thats why? Huh?! Fuck, so thats what it was. You fuck, I get it now.
For real, what the heck are you talking about?
As Sang-Hoon started grumbling non-stop to himself like a crazy person, Na-Yool shook her head in perplexity. In an irrepressible fit of anger Sang-Hoon strongly grabbed her wrist again.
Is that why you kept ignoring me? I begged you to please answer my calls, to meet me once, to at least give me an answer if you didnt want to do either! To at least say something, even if its to swear or get mad at me! I begged you like a lunatic but you
So you do know yourself you sounded like a lunatic.
Because you, for fuck sake, didnt say even one word! If you were reading my messages, you should have said it. If you didnt want to see me, you should have said it
Lee Sang-Hoon, I dont want to see you.
But because you didnt even say it, fuck! Im not asking you to say it now!
Are you done with the swearing already? Really, why are you acting like an illiterate scum?
Fuck fuck! Like a human turned beast deprived of his speaking ability at Na-Yools harsh remarks, Sang-Hoon growled a sorrowful cry filled with frustration and swearing, until the pent-up anger eventually got his eyes wet with tears. Too pricked by the boyfriend issue rather than trying to understand Na-Yools critics, San-Hoon turned his blurry eyes towards her, unable to shake off the dejection he felt due to her coldness.
Na-Yool instantly gave him a disgusted look, to which Sang-Hoon reacted by painfully exhaling a pathetic sigh.
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Right, so it was all because of a man, Kim Na-Yool. All because of a man. Wow, okay I got it now.
A feeling of betrayal boiling up. The utter dejection he felt about her doing this to him. Like the protagonist of a soap-opera, those were what reflected his empty eyes as he looked at Na-Yool.
Sang-Hoons unfairness was annoying, but it was not totally unjustified. No sooner had Na-Yool broke up with him that her whole mind had gotten distracted by Si-Jin, who strictly speaking was a man. So if she had to say, there indeed was a man. But it would not change anything even if there was not. The hundreds of crazy messages she had received on Sunday night had made her forget everything. The good memories, the bad ones, all of Sang-Hoons existence. Na-Yool snorted again.
But again, what do you even know?
Why wouldnt I?! I know you!
If you did, would you be doing this right now?
Youre the one being rude and ignoring people!
Rude? Did you really lose it? Would you be treating me this way if you were in your right mind?
What did I do? Did I wait in hiding and chase you to your house like a stalker? Did I break in to ambush you?
Sure. You did nothing, so please keep not doing anything. Do nothing and disappear from my sight.
Who is it?
In contrast with Sang-Hoons red face, hisrge hand which squeezed Na-Yools wrist was white. Na-Yool quickly nced at it and looked up to face Sang-Hoon with pitiful eyes.
What does it have to do with you?
No one has as much to do with you than I do!
Right now you dont even matter more to me than a passing ant on the ground. No one matters less than you in the whole universe.
Its all because of that bastard, right? Thats why you changed. Yeah if it was not for a man, your attitude wouldnt change so suddenly.
You, do you have dementia? Cant remember that you dumped me?
Na-Yool pinched Sang-Hoons forearm once again, but this time he tightened his lips to refrain from screaming. It looked as if he was putting on a brave face. Na-Yool chuckled as she pulled out her wrist.
Answer me first!
How dare you order me around when youre the one begging to meet!
Na-Yool ended up kicking Sang-Hoon hard on his shin with the tip of her shoe, who screamed a Oh, fuck! despite himself. Just as he reached for said shin, Na-Yool kicked the other one. Sang-Hoon squatted down as he grabbed both sides.
Thats for spreading rumors in someone elsespany.
Are you craz-!
Noyouare, therefore the kicking. Dont you ever dare mix private and public matters ande find me here.
Then if I go to your house
If you want to be reported, suit yourself.
When he heard she would report him, Sang-Hoons eyes welled with tears in disbelief. People asionally passing by his damn gentle-looking face would take a look at Na-Yools, then Sang-Hoons pitiful look.
As Na-Yool looked down at Sang-Hoons grotesque squatting, he suddenly stood up with his mind apparently set on something.
You I understand how angry you are.
If you do then
From now on, I will make more of an effort.
This crazy man, what is he saying now?
Strictly speaking, its the same as saying we broke up for a short while
Its not the same as saying, wedidbreak up. From the moment you said we should till forever.
I dont think meeting someone while we shortly broke up is that big of a w. It can happen.
What are you showing understanding for? Dont try to understand me.
So there really is another man, isnt it?
Forget pretending to be all noble and generous, it took him only a second to flip, unable to hold it in. As if it was not obvious enough that he was a manic-depressive lunatic He quickly put his gentle mask back on when Na-Yool looked at him with mean cold eyes.
Ive always liked you more. So, that kind of thing, Im used to it. Ill be patient. Ill try harder.
And I told you its not necessary.
Could it be that you were meeting that bastard before we broke up?
Either roll your eyes andin or act all innocent and pure. Cant you do just one?
Fuck, if you got with him just after breaking up with me
Stop swearing already!
Sang-Hoon grabbed Na-Yools wrist again, and at the same time, Na-Yool kicked his shin once more. Trying to avoid each other, their bodies swirled around half a turn.
Beyond Sang-Hoons shoulder, trembling in pain, something from therge ss windows of a coffee shop caught Na-Yools eyes. In the seat by the window, a tilted head looking towards them, its chin leisurely resting on its owners hand. The familiar face of a pervert.
Si-Jin waved at her.
Chapter 10 C Friday evening, 9:25 p.m.
Facing the unbelievable reality, Na-Yools facial expression drastically changed.
This whole mess
He had witnessed it all.
Though she remained calm, Na-Yool could only reach that disastrous conclusion. It would be weird if he had not seen it. Was there any better front-row seat to her dispute with Sang-Hoon than this one?
There was a sparkle of interest in Si-Jins sharp eyes, as if he had found an unsuspected source of enjoyment. With his twisted personality, it would be surprising if he did not enjoy seeing her like this.
Na-Yool violently wriggled her arm caught in Sang-Hoons grasp, but his hand squeezed her wrist even more persistently.
This was the worst situation, the one she feared the most. That someone from the office would end up seeing Sang-Hoons thick-skull side. That someone, who also happened to be the sole witness of how half-witted Sang-Hoon concretely was, was just right there.
I told you to let go.
I cant let you go anymore. Never, even if I die.
Is that so? Then let me go before I push you down on the driveway.
You really have someone else? Really? Now that you have someone new to rely on you dont need me, is that hey!
Didnt I tell you to let go before you die?
How can you push me for real! Fuck!
He was standing in the center of the wide sidewalk, still quite a distance from the driveway.
But as expected from him, Sang-Hoon sighed deeply and stroked his surprised chest with an exaggerated motion as if he barely escaped death. A perfect disy of his disgraceful side, as Na-Yool saw it.
Na-Yool resentfully stared at Si-Jin, who was still watching this disastrous moment with great interest. He did not need to help. He did not need to do anything. She was just hoping he would not be looking at them, but s
The shame of him knowing about her miserable past overcame her.
Putting aside the recent twist of their rtionship, Si-Jin was a superior who always made Na-Yool feel her own shorings, and therefore an opponent to whom, whatever happens, she did not want to show her down-the-gutter self.
Even if she sometimes had to swallow back her pride, it was part of the job and just a facade So it was fine. In fact, there also were many times when it was not fine but got better once it had passed. But this, no facade or waiting could make it fine.
That shameful scene ? though she did not really feel ashamed herself ? which Si-Jin had witnessed could even countervail the embarrassment she felt about sleeping with him. Even the contradicting desire she felt about being caught every time by him could be countervailed by recalling that scene. Because then, she was not yet hitting rock bottom. But this
It was about the guy who she, and no other woman, had dated, her dark history
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Nothing could countervail that. Now that all affection was gone and no longer blinded her sight, she could see Lee Sang-Hoons true face. His dull eyes, his pointed nose ? reflection of his stubbornness to always stand tall with no will to bend in ?, and the stupid smile on his face when he was acting kind without knowing what kindness itself is Overwhelmed by all sorts of feelings, Na-Yool inwardly trampled over Sang-Hoon with no mercy.
Let go before I push you again. I know youre scared of me.
Fuck, then just tell me if you dated him right after leaving me, okay?
She thought that after the shock of losing his life he woulde to his senses, yet the subject he so eagerly brought back on the table was this one.
Na-Yool put her free hand on her forehead with a weary look. She could feel the gaze of a certain conceited pervert from far away, and the ugly reality closer to her
Earlier, you said I just had to admit it. Then, that you cant let go even if you died. Why are your conditions always changing so pathetically?
Even the timing of the vibrations just then in her pocket was perfect. Na-Yool suddenly remembered about Seung-Jae and picked up her phone, ignoring Sang-Hoons words. [Lee Seung-Jae]. Indeed, it was him. The possibility that the three men were in it together and out on a full-scale offensive anxiously clouded her mind.
As she pondered whether she should not pick up the call or immediately hung up, Sang-Hoons hand seized the chance to quickly snatch her phone.
Is it you, you bastard!
You crazy?!
Na-Yools shoe kicked Sang-Hoons shin again. On the exact same spot as before. While Sang-Hoon screamed and grabbed his shin, Na-Yool took the phone and immediately ended the call. Then, with her now freed hands, she grabbed Sang-Hoons wrists in a cross shape and started dragging him around. Anger had granted her superhuman strength.
Where are you going!
Kim Na-Yool, where-! Sang-Hoon, who was staggering as he lost bnce in his attempt to care for his shin, shouted like a damsel in distress. What was so hard about loosening a womans grip? Surely, he was simply enjoying the fact that Na-Yool hadgrabbed him first voluntarilytotake him somewhere, withher own hands.
Na-Yool endured the difort and dragged him into the coffee shop of a building two blocks away. As soon as they entered, she also let go of his hands with a disgusted look and coldly cut right into business.
Order.
Its cold, how about a hot americano? Or a cold one, like you had every time?
For someone who always grumbled behind her when she was ordering that nothing was more extravagant than coffee and that it was a scandal a cup was more expensive than a bowl of kimchi stew, he sure was being docile.
Just order the most expensive one.
Sang-Hoon obediently nodded and went to the counter. ck forest ice ble blended As he muttered, struggling to read the menu correctly, Na-Yool ordered an americano for herself at another counter next to this one. Sang-Hoons dumbfounded gaze turned to her.
What? Na-Yool snapped at him.
You
I told you to order it, not that I would drink it.
I dont even like this
Why should I care? About your taste.
No, I just wonder why you buy your own drink with your own money. I would of course buy anything for you, and this one too, I thought you would drink it.
I know. You will buy it for me but then drink it all by yourself, so you expected to put it in the middle of the table like a candle and sip on it together, wasnt it? One order per person ismon sense, you know.
When did I ever steal yours
Na-Yool snorted as it was not worth answering. Just then, her phone vibrated again in her pocket. Thinking it was Seung-Jae, she took it out with a sorry expression while adding: And why would you buy mine? You never did even when we were dating.
[President Kwon Si-Jin]. With just one nce at the name, Na-Yool this time immediately hit the reject call button and raised her head.
Ahh, fuck youre driving me crazy again. When did I not buy you something?
I bought you meals too. But you sure sound like only you did
Who said you didnt? Youre a woman of virtue.
Damn virtue. Na-Yool scowled at Sang-Hoons dull face in displeasure, wondering if he meant it, and said: Not when we just started dating butter on, do you remember how many times we went to a coffee shop like this?
We often did.
Not even five times.
That, well, I like this kind of ce, but you dont really like coffee so
If Sang-Hoon so much wanted to discuss with her, Na-Yool was determined to say everything she had to onest time, even if it might prick him to the point of wanting to run away.
I do like coffee. I just couldnt go to this kind of ce because you were an embarrassment.
What? asked Sang-Hoon with a shocked expression. Na-Yool continued calmly.
Because I thought you were a nice person, but after sitting down with you, I felt so embarrassed about you.
As soon as we came in you would alwaysin that this is a waste of money, that only womene to this kind of ce, wondering where they got the money to spend on such trivial stuff, saying its probably their husbands or boyfriends, judging them for ying around while the men are busy earning it And whileshing on them, saying that it is a relief that I am not like them.
Well, youre not wrong, but
Do you think I dont know you backed off despite feeling relieved I was not like them?
You seem to be misunderstanding something here.
To see you panic if your girlfriend would ask you to buy her a drink you were so pathetic I couldnt bear to look at you. spat Na-Yool. A crack appeared in Sang-Hoons frozen face as she continued. What did you say when I offered you a drink after you had paid for our meal?
To pay for our meal next time. Why, because there is too much of a difference between the price of a coffee and a meal? If you are with the person you like, do you calcte like this?
All the drunkenness vanished from Sang-Hoons face, paler than ever.
I didnt even do that with my friends. If you can forget it to the point you think I never paid for anything, you really are a yer. Half on you, half on me. Thats how we dealt with it. And yet, you would always act as if you had paid it all, unting your wealth ? if it can be called so.
When did I ever unt my wealth
Dont you rememberining in front of your friends about my food expenses? Despite stuffing yourself with 4 out of 5 servings of meat, how bold of you.
Youre saying I stuffed myself but
Anyway. She cut him off, clearly uninterested in what he had to say. When I realized you were calcting everything, so did I. Because you looked so stressed about losing money that I really wondered how much it could be. But then, the more I did the math, the more you looked like a moocher, Oppa.
For someone like Sang-Hoon for whom oppa embodied their ego, to associate it with such belittling words made it even harder to hear.
I know youve got a rule too. Whenever you pay for a meal after I do, its price will never go over the one I previously paid for.
Na-Yool, its a misunderstanding. Youre just forcefully piecing stuff together out of anger
And you would subtly give me the eye if I ever forgot to offer to buy you a meal.
I never did. Ahh, for real
As if you never pretended to be full just to not have to order coffee, then casually slip two straws in the cup. Such thriftiness, really It was you who always said he is not hungry so I should order for myself only to end up drinking it all by himself.
Hold on, the more I listen to it, arent you the stingy one here Kim Na-Yool? Whining over a cup of coffee
Didnt you say I had to pay for the next meal instead of buying you coffee when I offered to!
As Sang-Hoon grabbed his muddled head, the two order bells ced on the table vibrated at the same time.
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And while you are listening to more, just keep listening. You were the one who asked me to talk to you whatever it is about, anyway. said Na-Yool as she stood up.
You got me wrong, I didnt mean that kind of offensive talk
Sang-Hoon tried to protest while following her, but Na-Yools jabbering mouth was much faster and more urate. She took her coffee, went back to her seat, and continued.
Finally, here I am, ranting as much as I want in front of you for onest time. Thanks to you, my wish came true.
Wow what the fuck, Im speechless
Dont speak. Dont C just listen.
Even though Na-Yools endless ranting seemed to be said in a trance, it could notpare to the one-sided message bombing done by Sang-Hoon over the week.
Hey, Kim Na-Yool. For real, how did you turn like this? You feel like a stranger
What did you expect? Na-Yool coldy asked as she sat down.
Sang-Hoon stroked his face with a deep sigh.
Me, I just
That I would thank you foring back to me as if nothing happened?
Is it that hard?
Is it easy for you?
If we really like each other, how hard could it be? Do we have to argue and try to make right everything that has already happened?
I want to argue. And then, to never meet you at all. Never ever.
Na-Yool
What in the world were you hoping for,ing here?! Why are you doing this?
Sang-Hoon stared at Na-Yool with a hurt expression.
I want to start over with you.
Even though his intention did note out much as a surprise, Na-Yool inevitably felt goosebumps rush along her back. As she was left at loss for words, Sang-Hoon prudently went on.
I will fix my wrongdoings. I was impatient. I just kept on being upset about you, things just piled up and I ended up making a mistake.
So now youre calling it a mistake?
If I knew we would end up like this, I wished I felt a little sorrier towards you. I know I was wrong. I understand what youre saying. And me too, I know how much Imcking
So are you acknowledging the moocher in you?
The word moocher is kind of Im being serious here, Na-Yool.
Thats the only thing Ive been talking about until now. That you are a calcting moocher.
I will show absolute understanding. From now on, I will ept all of you. So please, give me a second chance, Kim Na-Yool.
Since we are on the subject, please understand that I dont have time to waste on you.
You will find time eventually. If you marry me and stop working
In your dreams? scoffed Na-Yool but Sang-Hoons wall was high and sturdy.
I have the ability to take responsibility for you. You know it. You saw it C that Im an earnest worker.
Oh yeah, so earnest that even buying me a cup of coffee is a big deal.
Ironically, Sang-Hoons expression remained stern despite the sarcastic remark.
Dont wear yourself out working anymore, just take care of the housework
How is taking care of the housework in any way rxing? Im saying it for your own good, but
Yeah?
If youre gonna lose your mind please shut up and be crazy by yourself Dont bother other people.
Would youe back to me if you break up with that guy youre currently with? Should I wait for you? Would that do?
How many times do I have to repeat it has nothing to do with you whether I am with someone or not
Fuck, so are you, or not?!
It took only a few seconds for his noble and charitable understanding to fade away as he once again brought up the matter at heart. Na-Yool looked at Sang-Hoon as if she was looking at the worlds most pathetic human being and clicked her tongue.
Well, here he is. The man.
Na-Yool and Sang-Hoons heads turned to the side at the same time. Si-Jin was smiling, his face as clear as a spring day without a single shadow.
Chapter 11 C Friday evening 10:00 p.m.
In the bustling noise of the coffee shop, an awkward silence floated for a while, like a world of its own. Sang-Hoon was staring at Si-Jin, Si-Jin at Sang-Hoon, and Na-Yool was nervously looking somewhere into space between the two of them.
10 seconds passed.
Is it this bastard?
Sang-Hoons flimsy mouth was the first to break the silence. Na-Yool instinctively put her hand on her forehead from theing fatigue. Losing his temper, Sang-Hoon mmed the table.
Kim Na-Yool, Im asking if he is the bastard!
All eyes in the shop instantly converged towards them. What they saw was the proud and mighty face of the bastard, Sang-Hoons in face full of resentment, and the face of Na-Yool who had suddenly be a woman caught two-timing
Na-Yool quietly warned Sang-Hoon in a low voice.
People are looking.
People are looking, so what. Oh, are you embarrassed? Looks like you also feel guilty about something, huh? Is it? Yeah, Im right! Fuck!
Its you that Im embarrassed about. Be quiet.
Imembarrassing? Huh? Youre embarrassed that this bastard sees me, is it? Yeah?!
Youareembarrassing! Na-Yool eventually snapped and shouted back. Several tables suddenly turned quiet.
Why are you yelling at me? We can talk calmly about it. awkwardly muttered Sang-Hoon, shrunk by Na-Yools sudden burst.
As she pressed her temples with her fingertips, Na-Yools eyes anxiously wandered towards Si-Jin. He lightly shrugged his shoulders
So this is what it sounds like with the audio.
together with a simple review, expressing how enjoyable it was this time as well to witness their ridiculous state.
Na-Yool let out a deep sigh.
Mr. President, you are attracting peoples attention, so either go on your way or sit to be less noticeable, I dont care, but please do at least one or the oth?
I will sit.
Si-Jin sat next to Na-Yool before she could finish. Although she was still staring at Sang-Hoon with a slightly crooked expression, Na-Yool whispered to Si-Jin so that Sang-Hoon could not hear her.
I was asking you to leave.
I know, but you gave me two options to choose from.
It was just out of politeness
Politeness? What kind?
It was a reluctant invitation, out of politeness towards my superior.
Get up and leave. Her meaning was clear.
At least, to someone who can actually take a hint.
So you want me to screw off?
I would not dare say it this way, but yes.
Ms. Na-Yool, dont you think your superior could be hurt by these words? Si-Jin cheekily jested, way far from being hurt. His gaze wandered from Na-Yools anxious face to her fretting slender fingers.
Si-Jin was simply looking at Na-Yool with his chin resting in his hand, finding her futile tentativeness to shake him off endearingly. As if he could not see San-Hoon sitting in front of him, almost as if he did not even exist to him, only Na-Yool filled his eyes.
There was no way this man was looking at her with no secret design, and even less possible that the slightest endearment shined in his hard gaze. He probably just intended to provoke Sang-Hoon to double his personal enjoyment.
Like a ventriloquist, Na-Yool coldly spoke through her tight-clenched teeth.
Leave.
I cant hear you.
I told you to leave.
Your voice is too low.
Feeling a big lump in her throat, Na-Yool nervously rubbed the tip of her straw with a napkin instead of spurting out the obvious words stuck in. With much natural ease, Si-Jin quietly grabbed Na-Yools fretting hand and gently pressed it, stopping its anxious twitching.
Along with patting the back of her hand to indicate she could calm down now.
What are you and this bastard doing? asked Sang-Hoon, twisting his head. It seemed the only reason for his silence was his resigned observation of them.
But as he was not clear about their rtionship yet, his sullen eyes were glowing with a sharp light.
As you can see, we are holding hands.
While Sang-Hoons heart skipped a few beats at the overly simple and clear answer, Si-Jin slid his long fingers between Na-Yools and gave Sang-Hoon a polite business smile.
The hand that was covering the back of Na-Yools hand reached to the inside of her palm and grabbed her handpletely like a vine. She faintly tried to wiggle her hand out, but his caress, soft yet strong, prevented her to.
No, thats not what Im asking about
I see. Could it be you are so stupid that you did not understand something? asked Si-Jin with an absolutely charming voice and no sense of incongruity despite bashing Sang-Hoon in the process. Sang-Hoon realized he did btedly.
Our rtionship is exactly as it looks.
So you just have to ept what you are seeing as a fact.
ept what you are seeing as a fact.
Sang-Hoon rigidly shifted his gaze. His eyes, which barely moved from Si-Jin to Na-Yool, then to their hands tightly locked together, shook violently in utter disbelief.
Kim Na-Yool, you tell me.
Exin yourself what in the fucking world this is all about.
Who cared for an exnation Right now Na-Yool only wanted to disappear. To get away from the curious ncesing from other customers, from the looks of reproach, from those two hopeless men, from all these damn things
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What do I have to exin to you?
This bastard sitting right next to you. This bastard shamelessly holding your hand in his damn one in front of me! Everything! All of it!
Why should I exin it to you youre so noisy! Stop shouting already!
Youre louder!
First of all, the both of you are noisy.
Despite still wing Na-Yools hand like his precious thing, Si-Jins both of you had tossed her aside together with Sang-Hoon. If being too objective could make one thoughtless, it would be exactly it.
So when did you meet this bastard? Huh?
Around two years ago, I think? Just as Na-Yool was about to open her mouth, Si-Jin butted in and answered brightly, stroking his pleasant face. Na-Yool furrowed her eyebrows in disapproval.
How can you say it like this? He will misunderst
I am just faithfully stating the truth. For that bastard to misunderstand.
It was indeed the truth. Because as he said, they had literally first met two years ago.
But what was his intention for so boldly twisting the reality?
What? Two years ago? Fuck, what?
It was without surprise that Sang-Hoon got triggered by the unabashed statement. Na-Yool pressed her temples, barely supporting her head from falling to the table. She was gradually feeling dispirited and apathetic.
What did this bastard say to me now? Kim Na-Yool, you, raise your head and exin.
That bastard said to exin it, Ms. Kim Na-Yool.
What else was that glow on Si-Jins perverted face but the amusement of watching everything spiraling out of control like in a third-rate daily soap opera?
I dont have anything to exin. Because we are nothing to each other. Like I said, he is from thepany. Someone from work with whom I had no rtionship with.
She was not lying. Becauseuntil breaking up with Sang-Hoonthere was nothing between them.
Besides, she could not even tell what kind of rtionship they were currently in
Someone from work, you say? This bastard?
Ms. Kim Na-Yool, with someone whom you have no rtionship with, do you really so easily
Keep, quiet.
Na-Yool clenched her teeth and warned Si-Jin, tearing his hand off from hers.
Of course, it did not work.
You cheeky little thing.
Keep
Truly, no one gives as much as you do, Ms. Kim Na-Yool.
quiet. Just as she turned her head to re at him, she saw another head slowly rising up and shoulders full of anger shrugging as if its owner finally realized something. Suddenly, a threatening and trembling voice came once again from in front of her.
What did you two do so easily?
What cheeky things did you do? And what the heck did you give? What did you freaking do! shouted Sang-Hoon, shuddering as all sorts of dirty scenes shed in his imagination. Is it true that you were meeting this bastard even when we were dating?
Every day, at that.
Keep
Oh, you have to take out the weekends there. Si-Jin rectified, as if it was the reason for Na-Yools intervention. Of course it had to be taken out, since she did not work on weekends. Na-Yool clenched her jaw and called him between her tight teeth.
Mr. Pwejident.
It did not sound like President at all. Just then, the almost brazen smirk on Si-Jins face daring her to say it was not true suddenly was reced by a fake regretful expression. It pissed both Na-Yool and Sang-Hoon off even more.
Every day While I pondered in the week whether to meet with you, you and this bastard, you So what, you couldnt see him on the weekends because you had to meet with me? Is that yourst piece of consideration? To be so kind as to meet with me on weekends?
I go to work every day. He is from work, so it would be hard not to see him on a daily basis.
If its two years, then thats not after breaking up with me you were two-timing. I see, you really were cheating on me! You were, right?
Meanwhile, Si-Jin slightly tilted his head on the side and quietly criticized how very little Sang-Hoon understood anything, only for Na-Yools ears to hear.
As if Si-Jin himself did not ignore peoples words on purpose
I changed jobs 2 years ago which is why weve known each other for 2 years. Come on, look at that guys face and please realize that he is making a joke of you.
No, no thats not it. Its not that you cheated with him. Wow, you cheated withme. Right?
Realistically speaking, do you think it makes sense? That she would date you after getting tired of me?
Going on aboutmon sense, Si-Jin did not miss his timing to slide back into the conversation to rightly set the order. On top of that with a serious displeased expression, as if he had no idea who instigated this mess in the first ce.
But so at loss he could not even hear what had been said, Sang-Hoon mumbled:
I cant believe I was second
If you objectively look at who is more charming between the two of us, you should know. How ridiculous it would be for you toe next.
As she listened to Si-Jins low and sweet voices nonsensical theory that since he was more charming he was technically more fitted toe second, Na-Yool felt a sense of crisis sucking out thest bit of energy she still had in her.
Pricked, Sang-Hoon could no longer disregard the insult. His lips trembling with anger, he retorted:
Do you think men live by swindling people with their looks?
Why, do you n to?
Si-Jins tone was clearly hinting that no one would give in to Sang-Hoons looks. Resolved not to fall any longer for Si-Jins provocation, Sang-Hoonposed himself and spoke in a seemingly calm voice.
For men, their abilities will alwayse first, second and third. A lowly scum like you who barely survives in a tiny advertisingpany, just because youre handso? no, just because you look like a pimp it seems your sole joy in life is to, what, strut around with that face to sweet-talk anydies, but until when do you think that handso?, that pimp-like face of yours willst? muttered Sang-Hoon, resolute to die rather than admit with his own mouth that Si-Jin was handsome.
At any rate, Sang-Hoon was the person Na-Yool had dated, so ultimately she had to share the shame. Though Sang-Hoon now felt no shame at all, so even that too.
Probably for a while? Si-Jin casually took a sip from Na-Yools coffee without asking, and once again threw in a simple answer emotionally draining for his interlocutor.
I can tell you have absolutely no thoughts or life n, none. Only relying on your looks to earn just enough to live in the moment. Youve got nothing to worry about life huh, you fucking bastard.
I dont know about that What is certain is that when I see you, I think I should not have any. (T/N: Interestingly, Si-Jin was mostly speaking in formal speech C despite the insults lol C but from here on he radically drops it for casual speech).
You young bastard, how dare you talk down to me!
You old bastard, because youre a nutcase.
What about you! How long do you think youll be handsome! How long!
Who knows. Still, the future looks brighter, aging with my face rather than with that ugly one of yours So, no worries on my side.
At each word sharply uttered without a break by Si-Jin, Sang-Hoon expelled at once a suffocating breath. Then he regained hismeposure.
You look younger than me, so let me tell you one thing as an older brother. A mans beauty will fade soon enough. Sure, its important for a woman to have a pretty face, but when women see a man, what matters most is his abilit?
Thats over one thing. Si-Jin interrupted Sang-Hoon with an aloof expression.
his abilities. Thats what matters. Do you get it, huh? So be smart about it. If you call yourself a man, Im telling you you ought to n your life.
I cant hear you.
Dont get caught up in these things because of women. Do you think that Kim Na-Yool or any other woman says they like you because they really do? They are just after your looks. Then how about when you get old, huh? If you dont have any abilities, then
Youre so ugly I cant hear you.
You fucking bastard! Sang-Hoon sprung up from his chair and mmed the table as if about to jump at Si-Jin. Si-Jin chuckled.
Seems like you yourself are well aware of your unattractiveness.
You, lets get out. Lets take it outside, just you and me?
?Where do you think youre going? Na-Yool cut Sang-Hoon off in an extremely weary voice. As I said, this person is just someone from work. Theres nothing between me and him, and Ive done nothing to be ashamed of while meeting with you.
And you expect me to believe it?
There is also nothing between us anymore, so even if you dont like what youre hearing, just mind your own business. You and me, we are done, arent we.
Because you dumped me. Her calmness, without a hint of irritation or sarcasm unlike before, had Sang-Hoon at loss for words for a while. And I epted it. Since you said thats what you wanted.
To not see my fed-up face anymore. To put an end to our failing rtionship. To stop hearing me apologize over and over for workingte.
I, Na-Yool Fuck, none of this make any sense. To just break up like this, just over something like this
As for expecting me to cling to you, I did it all that day. I apologized as I felt sorry, I checked with you many times if you were not asking to break up on the spur of the moment. And when I asked you if we had to break up just over something like this, what did you say? That to you this little thing was everything. That it was that big of an issue to you!
But now what?Just over something like this? Are you kidding me?
Si-Jin drank the coffee with no apparent sympathy for the truths revealed by the serious conversation he was suddenly not part of. He nced at Na-Yool, who was licking her delicious-looking lips dried from her relentless verbal raging, then at Sang-Hoons paleplexion with eyes filled with amusement and disgust. As he was observing them back and forth, Na-Yool abruptly stood up.
Sang-Hoon hurriedly grabbed her hand. She tried to shake it off without sess, so without a look at Si-Jin she ordered him, Take this off me.
Si-Jin diligently twisted Sang-Hoons wrist lightly to release Na-Yools. Sang-Hoon groaned pitifully and secretly nced at Si-Jin, but then quickly changed his attitude.
I will be good. I meant what I said earlier. Its fine by me if you meet with that bastard or any other man while dating me. Do as you like, if you want to try dating others beforeing back to me, its okay too. Im fine with everything, so
That guy knew I was having a hard time because of my ex, and he just happened to see us while passing by, so he came to help. Thats it. Though as you can see, he wasnt much help
So please, stop writing novels. Stop seeking me out and stop contacting me.
So I, Im your ex-boyfriend. To you
I see, Im your ex-boyfriend now. I am. slowly muttered Sang-Hoon under the rude awakening. Na-Yool looked at him with a sigh.
Just have a good life. And like you said, forget about the not-so-good woman that I am.
She pushed Si-Jins leg to urge him to stand up, as he blocked her way since he was sitting on the open side. So in the first ce, she could not even leave first with a vague greeting.
Until the very end, he truly was not helpful at all. Si-Jin slowly got up, and Na-Yool promptly walked out of the coffee shop without a look back.
Both converging from Na-Yools back, Si-Jins and Sang-Hoons gazes crossed. Si-Jin handed his business card to Sang-Hoon, whose red eyes were holding back tears. Sang-Hoon gloomily looked down on the card.
I should have given it to you as soon as we met. Disying a pleasant look, Si-Jin looked like someone else. He cidly smiled at Sang-Hoon. Now that you have seen it, you should know who I am.
As it is a great bother to my employee, if I see your face again near thepany, I will call the police.
Chapter 12 C Saturday 0:11 a.m.
Did he think I had nothing toin about too? Did he? When he is the one who
Na-Yool heaved a sorrowful sigh and roughly poured soju in her half-full beer ss. Her movement had not the slightest hint of grace. It only had one clear purpose: mixing the two alcohols and nothing more.
The mixture was taken away by Si-Jin before it could reach Na-Yools lips.
When he is the one who? calmly asked Si-Jin as he brought the drink up to his own lips, encouraging her to go on. He drank it down in one refreshing gulp like it was mineral water and handed her back the empty ss, then Na-Yools hand which was still paused mid-hair started moving again.
Putting her mouth onto the empty ss, she diligently drank its content as if it was visible only to her eyes. With a face that sincerely believed she had drunk it all, she then put her ss down.
She was totally stered. As he reached that conclusion, Si-Jin stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Na-Yools face. They had entered the bar less than an hour ago, but Na-Yool was already quite tipsy as if they had been sitting there for five hours.
Of course, quite tipsy was an understatement
Then what about all the dinner engagements with me he ditched until now? To go to his damn office dinner parties that were not nned? How about leaving me on my own in the movie theater at 1 am because he had to drive home his drunk department head?
Na-Yool was nothing more than sadly muffling by herself in a very low volume. She buried her face in both hands as if suppressing something rising from inside.
So he had no choice, is that it? Suuure, so he understands everything, and what? I, too, also had no choice, so what. What am I supposed to do?
Why bother asking yourself, did you not both already broke up anyway?
Breaking up is not everything
It is. What more is there to it?
I dont know. I have no idea
Since you broke up, just let it be at that and keep moving forward.
His outstretched hand covered the back of Na-Yools head and patted it awkwardly. She suddenly raised her bent head and eximed resolutely.
How dare you, when you yourself work overtime when youre bored!
Me? Or what, that bastard?
Whenever you go to a dinner party, always going for a 2nd round, a 3rd round, and even a 4th one, how suspicious
Indeed. How suspicious.
Right? Its strange, right?
It does sound quite shady.
Although he had no idea what was suspicious, Si-Jin was no longer willing to listen to Na-Yools rambling and just casually went along with it, while Na-Yool vigorously nodded to his word, persuaded they were in agreement on the matter.
How could I have not felt sad at times too?
Of course, you probably were.
How could I have not doubted him sometimes?
You probably did many times.
Si-Jin replied in a mechanical indulging tone. But as he was not of much help to Na-Yool, she once again ducked her head into her hands.
Until now, to that oppa
That loser.
To that loser I have not even onceined about any of this Drunk as she was, Na-Yool nonchntly corrected the byword for Sang-Hoon as wished by Si-Jin while muttering as she buried her face further.
Because I am not in a position where I can argue about these things anyway except for his questionable dinner parties, our situations are kind of simr, so
Is there such a thing as a position?
Sorry?
Ultimately you let him meet with you, did you not?
Did I?
So if one of you should know their ce, that would be him.
It has nothing to do with you, Ms. Na-Yool.
Mr. President
Yes.
This is the warmest thing you have ever told me over the past two years Na-Yools sulky eyes nced at Si-Jin over the hands that were covering her face, but emotionally froze at the expression he made.
His stiff demeanor indicated that he did not say that tofort her but only to state the facts as they seemed to him, a frown on his face to please not look at him like that.
But Na-Yool was way too out of it to notice this chilly detail.
You are right. Even from a third partys point of view, I was on the losing end in this rtionship. I was.
That is true but
Then why did I feel sorry? Why?!
Her face tightened with the frustration of not understanding her own self at all, she soon grabbed a newly filled ss of alcohol. Of course, this one also got snatched away before it reached her lips.
At this point Na-Yool could not even feel anymore the ss was gone, and she raised her hand that was holding it a second ago to chug down its imaginary content.
I do not understand. I think I was possessed. Why was I sorry? Why was it always me who felt like a sinner?
That, is it not because you are idiotic, in a different way than he is?
Why, how so?
Because you have a bad eye for men and are so uselessly kind, therefore idiotic.
Si-Jin had quickly dropped his formal speech for a casual one. However, Na-Yool carefully pondered over his words as if she missed the underlying sarcasm.
For real, Sang-Hoon did not know his ce. His own faults had died out at once, while Na-Yools kept piling up one after another. After all, he was the kind of man to shamelessly reproach her again?! if she was to cancel a date on the excuse of work, while it was natural for him to do so.
Chapter 49
Chapter 49
But why is it always me? Why? Now that I think about it, I really cant understand.
I n to, anyway.
Sorry?
If there were around 50 things I couldnt understand before seeing that mess, now its about 150.
What 150 are you even talking about?
Her drunk ears were not properly functioning enough to fully catch on this long sentence, and she could only pick up a few words in between.
Her inebriated face, unusually swollen and hazy-looking, brightly stared at Si-Jin. Although he looked back at her with a nk pitying look, he candidly smacked his lips as if ogling his prey.
But none of it could prate Na-Yools drunk mind. So there was nothing to do about it. She neither could feel vexed by the contempt in his eyes, nor realize that this look was just a pretense for Si-Jin to hide the dangerous desire to eat her up.
That bastards ugliness. The size of it.
The size of his fucked-up world conception, the size of his pathetess. Si-Jin conscientiously paused after each word so that Na-Yool would not miss any and borated on, articting distinctly. Your position, as someone who had to be by the side of this shameless bastard. Your standards, as low as crawling on the ground.
Still, that guy, he was not to that extent
The size of your good-natured stupidity of speaking up for him even now.
Speechless, Na-Yool simply blinked and reached for the ss Si-Jin had given her back. Her tentativeness to defend Sang-Hoons average looks merely got conveyed through her wide-eyed astonishment, but Si-Jinpletely ignored it and stared coldly at her, supporting his tilted head with his hand.
Before, I just didnt understand, but after seeing it
I freaking dont understand.
She expected a new revtion, but none hade at all. Si-Jin simply crudely drove the nail deeper in a clear tone.
His amused self, so engrossed by the not-to-be-missed entertaining show Na-Yool and Sang-Hoon had put on that he had even taken a seat to watch it, was gone. His voice was now stained with irritation, like the mere thought of it annoyed him.
Is that your standard for people worth dating?
At first, he was kind. He was, so
Does he look kind to you?
Not now, but at first. The first time we met. The first few months, he really was
Anyone can fake it.
I know. I know but
Na-Yool slowly hunched, then abruptly raised her head.But you are not the kind to pretend, are you.
Would you like me to?
His tone was soft but clearly flirtatious, taunting her as if to ask if she wanted to y house with him. Na-Yool clenched her lips and rejected the idea with a headshake.
Why?
Its creepy so lets not.
You sure are good at saying hurtful things.
Its not like being kind suits you much anyways.
But it does suit that bastard?
She felt he was really petty, always splitting hairs, but she did not understand where that pettiness came from. Na-Yool furrowed her eyebrows.
Why do you keep twisting my words towards this issue
So from now on, date someone eptable.
This is my love life, why would they need to pass your standards, Mr. President?
What, are you convinced you picked a good one and had a great rtionship?
Yes, you didnt.
Na-Yool did not miss his point nor had the slightest excuse left to argue back. Still a bit out of it, her ears fluttered even more than usual.
Grieved by her failure at convincing herself, she became somber again and naturally refilled her ss as a result. A tongue in front of her cliqued with a tsk! as she was silently pouring the alcohol.
Stop drinking, you drunkard.
My drink!
This time Si-Jin snatched her full ss before she could even lift it.
He spilled the drink without regret in the side-dish te that neither of them had touched yet, and instead of giving the ss back in Na-Yools precipitously outstretched hand like he did before, he sped said hand.
When Na-Yool looked up at him with round eyes, he had already stood up.
Lets go home.
I still need to drink more
None of the 5 sses you previously had have passed your lips.
Stunned and in disbelief, her eyes opened wide like a rabbits.
Any decent person would have felt sorry for her, but Si-Jin was not, and the reason for it was the alcohol that had made her look so pitiful in the first ce. He therefore cold heartedly dered: And you cant drink a single drop of alcohol from now on.
On whose order?!?
On your boss order.
Na-Yools astonishment exploded in a loud emptyughter. Its not even working hours, boss, what boss! If you are going to be like this, just go!
Thats what I said. Lets go.
No, Im telling you to leave by yourself! I will drink a bit more by myself and go back home on my own Na-Yool weakly pestered as she tentatively lifted up her hand that was caught by him.
However Si-Jin, amused by herughable state, stared at her and caught her other wrist. Trapping both of her hands in one of his, he then gently brought her to her feet.
In an instant, Na-Yool was standing up and staggered due to her tipsiness. Si-Jins hand right away firmly gripped her waist and supported her back with his arm.
Going back on your own, my foot.
His firm and judgmental tone, slightly hinting he knew things would end up this way, tickled Na-Yools ears, but she had no time to get angry about it.
A sensation ? which she did not feel when she was unceasingly prattling earlier while sitting ? of extreme dizziness and the nauseous feeling of her insides restlessly rumbling wave after wave suddenly came over her.
Despite the alcohol intake, it seemed she still had some consciousness after all. She felt it slip away in real time.
She walked in that state with her eyes closed, and only opened it once she was facing the counter. Through her blurry vision she saw Si-Jin discussing with the cashier but did not hear what was said as it got covered by the loud noises of the bar.
After a while, Si-Jin led her outside while steadying her.
I asked the bar to call a substitute driver, so wait a little here. [T/N: ???? is amon service in Korea which provides a substitute driver to drive you and your car back when youre too drunk to drive yourself, for example.]
In fact, his hands were faster at sitting her on a chair than his mouth. Na-Yool raised her head that kept drooping down and said: I I think I will be fine if you can just catch me a taxi.
Instead of replying, Si-Jins eyes red down at the top of her head. Na-Yool could feel it even without looking at it, its message perfectly clear: You? You will end up crawling home.
Since you also had a few drinks too she added, as she held back a queasy breath.
Not as many as you.
This, I simply easily get drunk. Its not that I drank too much
You drank 4 bottles by yourself. Si-Jin bluntly pointed out the truth without any derogatoryment, silently inviting her to reconsider her statement.
Na-Yool was so inebriated to the point of being sure she had drunk all 5 sses he had taken from her that she could not even rightly assess how much alcohol she had tonight. So if he said so, it must be right, however
No, I usually cannot drink that much. This was the truth. Because it was way past her drinking limit. You probably mistook it for the ones we drank togeth
Out of all 6 bottles.
I mostly drank beer
And a bottle and a half of soju.
My memory is wless; I remember perfectly. More than your drunk self, too busy rambling about.
Her shot for a way-out fell t. Na-Yool cupped her forehead and took a deep breath.
Cant you pretend not to remember and let me off? You know today has been tough for me.
Who told you to have it tough?
The answer that came back without a pause in-between was iparably harsh. It was the same as saying Who told you to go meet that bastard.
With a Who do you think is the most pissed about this matter? expression on his face, as if just thinking back on it very much angered him, Si-Jin frowned in a look of reproach and looked down at her.
Chapter 50
Chapter 50
Na-Yool reflexively flinched at his ring and tried to justify herself.
To begin with, things got even moreplicated because of you Mr. President.
You have to say it right. It got to this point because of your ridiculously low standards.
I am not talking about that basic matter.
When I look at you and get reminded of it, Im still dumbfounded.
You are just a third party. Surely you wont be as much as I am.
If it even makes you dumbfounded, then what about me?
It was a bold so of course I would be more dumbfounded argument. Briefly convinced by the logic of it, Na-Yool almost apologized out of her mind, before barely managing to press it down deep inside.
Personally, its up to you to feel however you want regarding my failed love rtionship, but
Right.
His interruption of her words at his own convenience stirred her resentment.
Shouldnt you at least know how things went? Since you very pleasantly fired it up on purpose
Like you said earlier in front of that loser, I tried to help you.
I only said that for Sang-Hoon, that oppa
That loser.
for that loser to hear it, and gloss things over to try clearing up the misunderstanding you created.
Si-Jin did not miss to rectify her again, rightfully so. Satisfied with her diligent self-correction, he turned his rxed gaze towards her.
Then, as if he still had something else to rectify that he was not happy about, he spread his thumb and index finger apart and pressed her cheeks between them in a funny way.
Na-Yool unintentionally continued speaking with a pouty face.
From start to finish, you never were of help, Mr. President.
Do Ihaveto help?
What kind of rubbish was it now? Na-Yool raised and squinted her dizzy eyes to see Si-Jins blurry face more clearly, which slowly bobbed from side to side.
Me?
To you?
What nonsense is that? Na-Yools thoughts came out of her mouth without a filter. Si-Jin grinned at her with a hazy but C and she was sure of it C impertinent expression.
What more could she talk about with such a weird being Na-Yool shook her head and pulled out her plump-looking face captured in Si-Jins grip.
If it was not for you, we would have been done sooner!
Right, it would have been nice if we hadnt been held in that coffee shop all night.
Who was the one who misled the whole conversation with strange remarks!
Indeed, that was me.
Far from soothing Na-Yools wrath, his innocent acknowledgement was like pouring fuel on the fire.
See! Because of you!
Think about what I said to that bastard.
I do not even want to think about it again.
Come on, carefully think it over with that small brain of yours.
My brain is not small! Its big! Dont underestimate it!
Even if its small at best Si-Jin muttered as if he could not understand her. Na-Yool fumed sorrowfully.
To Sang-Hoon op- no, to that loser, you said a lot of things that were easy to misunderstand
First of all, we actually slept together so its not really a misunderstanding.
Its not what is important
Secondly, does this bastard still have any right to misunderstand?
Whether he does or not, I do not want to give him any pretexts. If he harasses me more to vent his anger, or makes up stories about me being a cheater and spread it around, I
I did not give him pretexts, the bastard created them himself.
If the problem is that bastard, dont look for the cause in yourself. Thats exactly what being stupidly kind is.
Si-Jins words rang a bell in Na-Yools mind, warning her not to make more mistakes, not to wrong anyone else.
Five secondster, it hit her. She blinked and said: Excuse-me Mr. President, but I am pretty sure I said the cause was you.
You and I are a package.
Since when?
In this case.
Ahh. I could not be more speechless
Those ugly rumors, you just need to spread some around, even dirtier ones. What kind of boss but Si-Jin would encourage his employee to nder her ex-boyfriend with nasty gossip in order not to lose to them. Ill ask for awyer, so sue him if you want.
On which charge would I even
Listen here. It could just take you a trip to the police station right now with your cellphone to put that bastard behind bars.
I simply said our rtionship was exactly as what it looks like. I never said that we are dating, nor mentioned the fact that we slept togeth [T/N: Remember? He is self-quoting his answer from when Sang-Hoon asked why they were holding hands in the coffee shop]
Stop!
Anyway, that bastard judged based on what he saw.
His proud demeanor reflected he did not feel like he tricked anyone at all. Then why answer with exactly as what it looks like sitting next to her with his conceited face if not to push Sang-Hoons buttons? However, Na-Yool gave up refuting.
I was just saying I am simply hoping for you to know you have not been helpful, and that in the future you will refrain from unnecessary meddling.
As the cold wind hit her face and heated up by her drunkenness, for a moment, a very short one, her conscience seemed to have returned. Na-Yool slightly propped her body up while she exhorted him in a quiet voice.
But Si-Jin immediately pressed on her shoulders to force her down, and she was back to diligently sitting on the chair as if she never got up.
Na-Yool was shortly bewildered, processing what just happened as she looked at Si-Jins hands ced on her shoulders, when his voice fell over her head.
Well, I have a different opinion.
I do even more. Anyway, whatever the case, since you are tired there is no need to drive me back so just go straight to your home and I will take a taxi here
Who said they will drive you back home?
Just when 3~4 drunk passersby walked in front of them, Si-Jins polite formal speech came back in aposed manner. Of course, it was a detail that Na-Yool could no longer notice.
Then what am I waiting for then?
Im taking you home.
Where?
Our home. [T/N: our is often use in Korean to say my]
Byourhome, you mean not my house but
There is nousbetween us. So logically wouldnt our home be about mine? sighed his voice, visibly scorning her frustratingck ofmon sense.
I obviously got confused because you made an absurd suggestion. retorted Na-Yool dumbfoundedly.
I did?
His question seemed to imply not you?. Na-Yool deflected the sneaky attack.
Why would you take me to your home? What kind of rtionship do we have for you to think I would just agree to visit an unrted mans house
Is sex nothing to you, Ms. Kim Na-Yool?
Na-Yool momentarily was at a loss for words at the straight-up words that unexpectedly came back to her face. Si-Jin carried on with its usual smirk, as if uninterested in whether she would confirm or not.
I cant believe you thought of going back home by yourself.
How is that a problem
Cant you picture it? The sight of that bastard hovering around the entrance of your apartment.
Until now, it certainly has not been out of the ordinary. It being the worst situation that was in Na-Yools expected range
Him taking out a knife with the resolve to kill you and himself both together upon breaking up.
Kidnaping, imprisoning, assaulting, raping you or setting you on fire.
Pardon?
Cant you rationally picture it?
Si-Jins rational listing had drastically turned her normally clingy ex-boyfriend into the worst kind of dating abuse perpetrator ever seen on the news.
Na-Yool mumbled, stunned by his extreme example.
Those kinds of things, they are only in the news
Although she wanted to say only in the news could such things happen, Na-Yool involuntarily felt a chill taking over her body. These people too probably were fine when they dated. If Sang-Hoon turned out to be like them, his personality changing for the worse
Chapter 51
Chapter 51
Si-Jin clicked his tongue at Na-Yools troubled expression.
Dont you find it astonishing?
I have never thought of such extreme situations
It is astonishing.
That you thought of going back alone to a home where that bastard is waiting, it really is. Astonishing.
ording to Si-Jin, it was now a fact that Sang-Hoon was waiting in front of her house. Not even caring for Sang-Hoons opinion.
For a few minutes, Na-Yools dim consciousness mentally counted how many times he had told her off in such a manner, then asked:
Mr. President, do you ever feel anything else but dumbfounded with me?
I am generally excited.
The straightforward sexual innuendo popping out of nowhere rendered Na-Yool speechless once again. Of course, it was obvious he had looked for the most wholesome term to express himself. To the best of his abilities.
But to say it on a street lit up like broad daylight
The driver is here. Lets go.
Should I run away?Just as the idea quietly crossed Na-Yools mind, Si-Jin grabbed her arm. Half-asleep, she followed him as he dragged her along to soon see a very familiar luxurious car in front of her. Before she could even react with a huh?, the rear door was opened. As it were, here is what had happened.
Out of consideration for Na-Yools dull reflexes, Si-Jin had walked at an extremely slow pace without haste, but she had not noticed due to her drunk state. So everything happened in an instant. When she came back to reality with her mind still fuzzy, her body was already crumpled in the back seat.
Si-Jin diligently set her in in a neat and precise manner, just like putting his freshly folded clothes in amode drawer. Na-Yool soon was sitting like a stored item which had found its ce.
Si-Jin sat next to her, and the substitute driver behind the wheel. The weight of their three respective bodies was absorbed by the expensive car without a shake but Na-Yool, catching on the faintest quivering, briefly hallucinated on her own that she was on a boat. Meanwhile, Si-Jin slightly leaned forwards to the driver seat. He nonchntly ced hisrge hand on Na-Yools thigh as if simply to help himself to lean further in to be heard by the driver, to whom he gave the address.
Unlike before, Na-Yool could not even p off the naughty hand.
Now that the fresh breeze which had temporarily sobered up her muddled brain was gone, all she could do was hold onto her dizzy head.
She tried to think about this situation as best as she could.Think, thinkFar from actually thinking about it, the car set off as she thought nothing but inwardly repeating the word think over and over.
What are you doing?
Si-Jin turned his eyes from his phone towards Na-Yool with an interrogative look. Rather than a question it was closer to random self-talking, and more like a reprobation of her weird behavior than an innocent inquiry.
Not bothering with him, Na-Yool stuck her body against the door as if there was a cliff right next to her and nervously twitched her eyes. Needless to say she was breathing in and out heavily.
Whats wrong?
Si-Jin properly asked this time. Na-Yool answered with a somber voice.
I think I am going to throw up.
After setting off merely 2 minutes ago, the car quietly stopped.
Then the car resumed moving 10 minutester. Na-Yool, gued with a wretched appearance, got crumpled back to her drawer after failing to regurgitate anything.
Noticing that Na-Yools mind remained drunk with no sign of throwing up, Si-Jin lightly disregarded her nausea andid her down.
The sensation of her head, held in his big hands, as it rested on his hard thigh, made her feel light-headed like she was in a dream. No, its not because she liked it that it felt like a dream. It is just that this was too surreal. Her temple pressing against his leg, the touch of his cool hand now and then brushing her forehead it just felt dreamlike.
As if every traffic light had turned green at its approach, Si-Jins car drove without pausing for lights on the night roads. Only the friendly GPS voice signaling left turns, speed cameras, and so on, asionally echoed through the silent car.
The quiet engine sound and the pillow ced at appropriate height. Na-Yool hated hard ones, but her drunkenness softened everything. She was just about to fall asleep.
Is it for that persons sake that you didnt properly tell him who I am?
Suddenly a low, soft voice flowed into Na-Yools ear. For a moment she didnt understand and closed her eyes with a frown, before asking:
Mr. President, whoareyou?
It was a strange question, requesting a confirmation of identity at its end while stating it clearly at its beginning. Of course, Na-Yool had her own logical reason for it. She was asking who more could he possibly be but Mr. President. However, they were not hinting at the same thing so nothing could be done about it.
Quite out of character, Si-Jin was until now rather tenderly looking down at her, even lending her hisp as a pillow. But suddenly his expression turned sour, as if looking at the most pathetic human being ever.
Right? Na-Yool repeated. Although Si-Jin did not say anything, Na-Yool felt his facial expression to her core, so much so that she almost physically heard it.
Seemingly annoyed by the obvious fact that she did not even call him President in front of Sang-Hoon, Si-Jin spat out:
I wondered if it was for the sake of that bastards pride.
?
I wondered if it was important to the stupidly kind Kim Na-Yool too.
What are you mumbling about by yourself?
So important that you would want to protect his petty pride even if it meant ending it so unsightly like this.
At his words she again did not understand, Na-Yool turned her head and slitted her eyes to look up at Si-Jins face. For a moment, the dim light of the streemps passing through the car window repeatedly shone on and off his sculptural face looking out.
Just as Na-Yool was appreciating the sight and blissfully thought it would be nice if he talked no more, Si-Jin looked down.
Do you have lingering feelings?
Who, me?
Since it was obvious he was speaking of her, Si-Jin just made a face and did not borate. Na-Yool opened her slitted eyes wider with a stunned expression.
Lingering feelings? Towards Lee Sang-Hoon?
Do you?
Am I crazy?
Even a bit.
Unless I lost my mind, I would not
Surprisingly, did you not spend 2/3 of a year with that bastard?
So to say, it was possible enough that she was crazy. Na-Yool felt wronged and protested, 2/3 of 365 days arent 200 days! Its a long way off!
To think that is all she could spurt out as aeback! Flustered, she felt like pping her mouth and telling herself to pull herself together.
Si-Jin chuckled. From a biased viewpoint, his sneer made it look like he was scorning her, or that he was getting irritated by himself.
You really are something else. The tone was soft, but clearly sarcastic.
Still feeling like the victim of an injustice, Na-Yool muttered in grief, Why would I have any?! How could I still have feelings for Sang-Hoon?!
If you dont, then I cant exin your attitude.
Cant exin, what is it that you cant exin
You should have trampled on the root so that it doesnt grow back. Plus, I was by your side to help.
Please recall who butted in. Please think back about who interrupted me every time I tried speaking.
Someone with great looks, not to mention his wealth.
With unrivaled abilities.
Could it be that you are talking about yourself, Mr. President?
I know it really is nothing but incredible luck to you, but now your standard is me.
At least temporarily, as if a fleeting moment in your insignificant life Though unsaid, Na-Yool distinctly heard Si-Jins random arrogant premise and got struck speechless by his brimming audacity.
So dont you dare put that Lee Sang-Hoon and me on the same level, is that it?
So that bastard is below your standard. Got it?
Si-Jins conclusion was a little different from Na-Yools expectations. Although it was, of course, a conclusion she could approve of. But just because she was briefly pleased with it, she was not to let herself get persuaded by that smooth talker, well-versed in providing sound arguments each time he opened his mouth.
Na-Yool smacked her lips and pried at him. As soon as she stared, she was once again at a loss for words.
Chapter 52
Chapter 52
The smooth talker was gazing down at her with faintly shimmering eyes. It was the same look as he had when he had adjusted the buttons of her blouse. Like a calm but overcast sky on the eve of a storm.
She suddenly realized that those eyes kept moving regardless of Si-Jins cheeky tongue or the direction of the conversation. And also, the fact that they were contemting her swaying breast slightly peeking out of her jacket due to her bodyying on the side, or ncing from time to time under her skirt rolling up.
With eyes proudly disying his desire, he was acting lecherously and unconcerned to hide it.
Na-Yool soon felt thirsty. She swallowed dry saliva and turned her head. She wanted to ask in disgust if this was the ce to reveal his unrestrained pervert self ready to have sex anytime, but her body heated up as if it was a set procedure.
She did not know what on earth he had done to her. Howe she enjoyed being watched by the licentious Kwon Si-Jin?! She wanted to me the alcohol, but the before and after were clearly different.
She wiggled and curled up to hide her face from him.
Know your standards.
And dont show any regrets. Dont let that bastard receive the consideration he does not deserve.
Striking a callous tone, he had given her words of support C which actually were not C to revise her (now elevated) standards, and in all seriousness reduced her to a woman full of regrets.
Only then did she clearly identified, underneath his words, the arrogant and annoying conclusion he had jumped to:The fact that you did not excitedly boast about how great of a person I am in from of him, isnt it out of consideration for that losers weak self-esteem, and therefore the proof of your remaining affection for him?
And also, what he was misunderstanding despite seeing her fight with Sang-Hoon with his own eyes.
Na-Yool wanted to refute having remaining feelings, but she did not feel like letting her own burning face look towards his aloof expression. She simply nodded in approval, almost burying her head between his legs.
She wished they would arrive soon so she could somehow escape, but equally hoped they would never reach their destination in fear that her bright, aroused, red face got discovered. With him, everything felt unfamiliar. Even her own self.
In the end, all this consideration looks akin to real feelings.
So annoying. If she had not turned away then, maybe Na-Yool would have seen his face mumbling in an iparably unfamiliar manner.
Chapter 13 C Saturday morning 10:10 a.m.
[Disimer: All dialogues with Sang-Hoon in this chapter are a shback/dream]
Do you have to keep working there?
What?
Do you have to keep working for thispany?
What do you mean?
It doesnthaveto be there. Youre a designer anyway, so its easy for you to transfer to any otherpanySo Im asking if a woman like you has any reason to keep working in a ce with such harsh working conditions.
My previouspany and the one before too were equally tough anyway. Considering how low my wages were its true the work is hard here, but I get proportionallypensated. You know, the first time I got hired at a design agency I worked overtime every day without getting even half of the money I get here. If I go anywhere else, I will never receive this sry.
Money is important Na-Yool, but?
Its not only about the money. The clients also have high standards, and though its tough to get their approval, they allow me to continue to try new things on my own and reflect on my ideas. Didnt I tell you how much I suffered when I had to change jobs from that previouspany, because I couldnt make even one portfolio since they had me copying design of packaging from 15 years ago?
Okay, youre right, money is important, a portfolio too. Im just asking out of concern, worried it would take a toll on your body. Because I feel bad when I see you.
Thanks for your concern but Im good, oppa.
Youre a woman, after all. No need to be so eager to the point of overdoing it.
Why shouldnt I be?
Women, a woman like you, youre a woman, after all, because youre a womanAny time Sang-Hoon would chatter in a remarkably tender tone, asionally considerate but mostly patriarchal nonsense, a mental resistance would also surge inside Na-Yool.
Yes, Sang-Hoon was a sweet, old-fashioned relic. Consequently, when they had to cancel their date because ofhiswork it was considered a constructive C since Na-Yool was in his eyes the same as a dependent wife C and unavoidable reason, but when it was because ofherwork it became a selfish reason, ming her for putting work over all else.
Anyhow, you will have to quit your job after giving birth. I agree its better to work before marriage instead of ying around but still Its not like youre going to work forever, so do you really have to be so furiously invested in every project?
How do you know if I will quit or not once I give birth?
Then what, do you n to keep working? What about the kid?
I will think about it when the timees.
Think about it when the timees? Such an important and obvious matter?
Actually, I have never once thought of quitting my job. And I dont want to. I dont know how my personal circumstances will change, but even if they do I will think about it then. How can I control something that is yet to happen
Kim Na-Yool. Were you such a selfish woman?
Na-Yool watched Sang-Hoons blurry face looking kind of dumb flickered like a dream. Of course, it was not a nice dream, but his existence was neither grandiose enough for Na-Yool to remember him even as a nightmare. It just felt like a silly dream with a bad ending. Just that much of a memory.
She could barely see the face of this Sang-Hoon from some time ago, yet could clearly identify where his facial features were. If only her vision had been so blurry that she could not see those chattering lips, and never wonder when and what they would say next!
Even with our rtionship. I dont know how much we have to sacrifice because youre busy and having a hard time.
Sorry, you said we sacrificed it because of what?
We barely meet twice a week. Even among my dating friends, Ive never seen a girlfriend as busy as you are. Usually, if a man is busy, the woman who has a lot of time takes it into consideration and matches his schedule so that the two of them meet as much as possible. Thats a normal and beautiful rtionship. But you, you always say that since Im busy and youre even busier it cant be helped. Yesterday you couldnt meet me because I was busy, and today because you are. Youre always like this. You dont make an effort for our rtionship.
So what efforts can I make? You cant mean to quit working, is it?
Youre already at the age of dating with marriage in mind. If you get picky here it will be toote and your 30s will just fly by, so now is yourst chance.
I am yourst chance.
She remembered the moment she heard the worlds most horrifying words. That moment when she had instinctively confirmed that there was no room for a long-term future with him. That moment when Sang-Hoon had looked like apletely different person.
I am yourst chance.Her blurry eyes could still vividly picture his confident expression when saying that. Along with the confidence that, on the contrary, Na-Yool was nothis[T/N: End of shback]
Even in the middle of dreaming, Na-Yools blood pressure rose. Far from moving her body, she struggled with the harsh reality that she could not even move her fingers at will. How nice it would be if only having her eyes closed would make Sang-Hoons face go away for good. But even that was impossible. All of it was forced beyond her control.
She forcefully focused her strength at the tip of her paralyzed fingers.I beg you, move. Please move and p that damn chattering mouth
Get up.
?
You looked like you wanted to be woken up from an awful dream.
Si-Jins ck eyes, detached as if uninterested whether it was indeed the case or not, stared down at her. Stillying down, Na-Yool blinked. What was going on?
Her eyes twitched. She then tried to move her fingers which had tightened in her dream. As if waking up after suffering from sleep paralysis for a long time, a feeling of liberation took over her whole body. Of liberation, yes, liberation But strangely, she also felt an excessive sense of freedom. Of course the feeling was delightful, but truly oddly felt a bit excessive.
Breakfast?
What?
Will you have it?
Sorry?
Na-Yools confused consecutive questionsid a longer one: Why the hell are you asking me that now?. As Na-Yool was still in a disoriented state, Si-Jins hands propped her up. Now absently sitting on the bed with half of the nket down, she realized that she was not wearing anything on top.
And not even down.
No wonder she felt excessively free!
Na-Yool drew the nket with trembling hands. The sole sensation against her bottom was enough for her not to check, but she still could not believe it. Like her upper half, she was totally naked below.
Completely naked without a shred of clothing. This was the reason behind her excessive sense of liberation.
With eyes trembling like the hands which had lifted the nket, she stared at Si-Jin who had just picked up his cellphone and was peering through his work mails. Quickly swiping the screen with his thumb, he did not seem to have any interest in the half-naked body she had inadvertently exposed outside the nket, nor the despair she was feeling at this moment.
Na-Yools lips twitched a few times as she wanted to pester him further, but the helplessness of not knowing what to say made her close her mouth again.
Soon after, Na-Yools gaze eventually turned away from the face engrossed in his phones business and wandered anxiously all around therge bedroom. Everything looked unfamiliar. It was not a hotel, and certainly not a motel either The room was too spacious, and she did not feel any sense of living, but it seemed like a house where people live.
And judging from the presence of the pervert in front of her, chances were high that it was said to be this perverts house.
But the fact that she figured out where she was did not mean she understoodwhyshe was here. She once again nced at Si-Jin with aplex look.
Her mind was all clouded. Thest thing she remembered wasmenting all kinds of embarrassing stories to Si-Jin in front of the bar. Even with a foggy memory, she could not forget his face mocking her. Rather than being angry about it, she felt a bit miserable now. She also wanted tough at herself, so she could understand how, with his wicked personality, he could not help make fun of her. She therefore let it go with no hard feelings.
Even though she worked so hard yesterday to conceal everything, had Si-Jin not ended up witnessing it all with his own eyes? In addition to that, Na-Yool had unraveled to him with her own mouth all sorts of embarrassing secret stories he did not need to know about.
I must have gone crazy muttered Na-Yool while nervously wiping her face.
It was the first time she had cked out like this. No matter how drunk she was, she would at least be able to go home, but not even that this time. Even if some memories were missing, she always was able to recall most of the timeline once she awoke back home, but this time it truly was impossible
Good. At least you know it.
Done in the meantime with what he was doing, Si-Jin put down his phone for good on the side table and looked at Na-Yool. More precisely, around her chest. Na-Yool had already pulled up the nket to cover it, but his eyes seemed to peer into it. His mighty gaze had a hint of reproach, as if to rebuke her not to persist in hiding something that he had already seen so many times.
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However right now her pair of breasts was the least of Na-Yools worries. She inhaled deeply and asked: Mr. President, why am I here?
Do you know where you are?
It is not my house, neither a hotel, so at best?
At best?
Though Si-Jin behaved as usual, he hinted at her reluctant undertone. Even though Na-Yools voice was extremely neutral, he amazingly caught on to her inner arrogance towards him.
Na-Yool rolled her eyes and muttered, avoiding his gaze.
I just thought it might be your house.
At best, right.
Its me who matters. Why am I here?
Sure you are!Si-Jin grinned and sat at the edge of the bed in front of her.
Dont you remember?
Not at all.
From where?
I remember up to the point where I was drinking a bit of alcohol but
A bit?
Seemed like it was not just a bit. But seeing how she hadpletely cked out for the very first time, she could ept it. Staring intently at the line that ran from her neck to her shoulder, Si-Jin asked:
And?
Yes?
After that.
that is it. I remember just until I drank a bit.
Si-Jin had an unfathomed look. Somehow it looked like he was okay with her answer, but not really either. It was an ambiguous expression, far from the disagreeable sneer and disdainful frown that Na-Yool was used to receiving.
So what if she could not remember?
Nevermind.
About what?
No, if you dont remember, thats fine.
As long as you arefortable with it.
At the mention of the probability that she might prefer not to remember anything, Na-Yools face turned utterly distressed. Si-Jin was the person she least expected the words As long as yourefortable with it, its fine toe out from. Therefore, she definitely could not trust it.
What exactly should I befortable with?
Didnt you forget everything?
Is there something better kept forgotten?
I should have recorded it. That thing you told me while biting my dick in the early morning.
Na-Yool froze on the spot. Unaware that his hands had already reached inside the nket.
I should have taken a picture of your face and its nimble mouth in action working on my lower half as evidence, but I was raised well, so such a crime
But who cares, you dont remember anyway right?
Si-Jin had delightedly chimed in despite previously concluding he would not mention things painful for her to hear. He even had affectionately brought up one more time the fact that she had done more than one shameful thingst night, but none of it mattered since she had no recollection of it.
More than one
I could not have started it.
That was the only conviction that kept Na-Yools current mental state in check. Surely the pervert had started it all. This time Si-Jin smiled widely.
Sure.
Right.
Im sure you want to believe so.
Na-Yool felt like she received a bigger denial than a simple no. She clenched the nket and pulled it close to her breast a little tighter. It could not be. No way she had instigated such an outrageous act No way.
It should not be. There was no reason for such a disgraceful thing that had never happened before to happen now, at such a mature age, and with Kwon Si-Jin of all people. Whatever had already happened between them, there was no need for her to tantly disy for him to see her lewd side from the surface to the depths below
Si-Jin slightly aroused her as his naughty hand gently kneaded Na-Yools thighs like dough, while she was too lost in deep thought to notice.
And you spread your legs more easily than this.
.Unh!
His hand, which had delicately reached deep between her mped legs, slowly stroked the soft skin on the inside of her thighs with its powerful fingertips. As Si-Jin barely grazed her secret bud, that subtle distance instantly drove Na-Yool ever closer to the edge.
The touch of his fingers furtively wrapping around and tugging at her curly pubic hair was mischievous. It was an extremely light touch, like a child who would yfully ruffle an adults hair. Except for the astonishing fact that this was a man shoving his big hand between a womans bare legs, and therefore maybe too light.
But it was enough. Although he did not touch her most sensitive spot nor reach into her, Na-Yools body nheless grew more demanding with the sole stimtion applied to this area. Si-Jin grinned as if he could clearly visualize her inner turmoil.
How lewd.
Ha-unh!
Suddenly, his hand plunged downwards into her wet bush, grabbed the whole thing and pulled it hard. It was a thin line between taunting and bullying. Na-Yools inner walls tightened so hard that she could not even turn away.
She involuntarily burst out a shriek at the abrupt and violent stimulus, but then covered her mouth in fear of leaking more lewd sounds. As he clutched her pubic hair between his long fingers, Si-Jin smiled while he slowly stroked her damp opening with the tip of his middle finger.
As always, it sure gets wet quickly.
Ahh, uuh, ngh
Really, youre too fast. At everything.
Please, ahh
Did you forget how quickly mine fell out because you came by yourself as soon as I pumped into you when your spilling insides begged for it?
In contrast to his vulgarity, his rxed and gentle tone seemed to me her hasty personality C almost, with a shadow of reproach.
We -uuh- were talking, werent we?
What talk? That talk about how you sucked my dick?
Why would I -haa- talk about, something I dont remember
Should I record it next time?
There will, be no next time ha-unh I wont drink again, in front of, a pervert, like y
It was you who came at me.
In my life -nngh- never once, have I done, that
Now you do.
Even though, how could you, with a, drunk person, fool arou- ahh!
The two fingers that shallowly stroked between her lower lips mercilessly entered her. As if gliding into her drenched slimy insides, they jammed in two knuckles deep at once. Na-Yools hole tightened hard and relentlessly twitched, constraining the fingers.
At the meaningful smile which hinted that her body was ready to take all that Si-Jin gave her, Na-Yool shook her head and turned away from him. As if it was worth the reward, his thumb pressed firmly against the excitedly swollen flesh and began to rub.
While he tormented her most sensitive part, Si-Jin recklessly grinded and stirred her insides. Slightly pulling out his hand as if scraping her inner walls, Si-Jin then rammed his penis, rubbing against the skin of her thighs while thrusting as far as he could (T/N: a.k.a. intecrural sex). Na-Yool moaned as she entangled her disheveled hair on the sheet, not even realizing that he had lowered the nket and knocked her body down.Please, ahh, pleaseWithout even knowing what she begged for so desperately, she pleaded and forced her chest into his grip and sobbed.
Hnnng, ngh, please, uuhngh, n-no, ah!
This time, your turn to hold it in.
Uhhh, ngh, do-nt, ha-unh!
At least do it for me, who painfully held it in when you threw yourself at me offering to suck me off.
Si-Jins lips slid down from the edge of her raised chin along her neckline. Na-Yool let out a weeping moan as her jaw imperceptibly flinched and narrowly opened her hazy eyes. She then saw him burying his lips to the hollow above her corbone and suckling in the tender flesh. His face was not even half-visible due to the angle and position, but everything was different from any other time she had seen him at work or anywhere else.
Maybe it was meant to be, since he always maintained a perfect appearance as if nothing could move or hurt him. No matter how exhausting of a human being he was, surely he could not live with this facade even in his own home where no one could see.
Na-Yools cloudy gaze lingering on Si-Jins forehead slowly slid down. Contrary to his usual hair neatly slicked back with wax, the few messed up locks of hair falling down on his always revealed forehead and his eyes fully focused on her gave off a greatly offbeat impression. As much as this house which Na-Yool was unfamiliar with, or that foreign embarrassment his ordinary attire brought her.
Of course, even though he wasfortably dressed in a short-sleeved T-shirt and training pants, his looks were not shabby at all. A person could easily look totally worthless wearing such an outfit, but strangely enough, not him.
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The in white t-shirt without a single pattern C as expected from his character C revealed his wide shoulders and solid body, in a different fashion than when he wore a fitting dress shirt under his suit. As for the training pants, they wrapped his long legs in a nice fit.
If what she had always seen in thepany was the ruthless, intelligent and promising elite itself, this Si-Jin in front of her was his rxed,id-back and athletic self. Although the fact that both versions of him were a predator did not change.
Na-Yools heart was beating so clearly she could hear it. She could not tell if it was because of his hand that persisted in its torment of her lower half, or because of this unfamiliar impression of him that she was facing for the first time in 2 years.
Ah, ngh uuunh
Ultimately, it must have been all of it. Si-Jin buried his lips between her breasts and, baring his teeth, brutally bit at her skin as hisrge hand clutched and squeezed her chest tightly. His lips wandered on the white flesh squeezed out between his fingers while nibbling at it and crawled up to gently bite the already aroused perky bump. He then burst out in a lowugh.
Aaangh!
You look at that, your nipples are already hard!
Nnh, uhhk, ngh
And I havent suck it yet, uh?
Ah-uhhk
But then again, I havent evenid a finger yet. While you cutely got all hot and bothered by yourself with your hardened nipples.
He could pretend to be innocent since he had never put his hands on her chest before, but the hand that recklessly spread her legs apart to prate her insides was for sure none other than his. Though she was speechless, Na-Yool was too busy whimpering moans that she was in no position to articte words properly.
Si-Jin red down at her with a look as sharp as a knife. His facial features finely carved like a sculpture never matched the vulgarnguage he used only in front of her. But getting used to his repeated shameless actions and words, Na-Yools sense of inappropriateness was weaker than before.
Not to mention that whatever I insert there, be it a finger or my cock, that space between your legs immediately gets slippery
Weaker than before,to some extent. A sense of incongruity between the way he looked and his speech still existed. As long as he was naturally born with a valuable-looking face, the day it would genuinely match would nevere. At best, his brazen smug was all that tied both of these aspects up.
Ah, uuhuuungh
No wonder your chest would thrust forward like this. Dont you think so?
Up, he fondled her breasts while rubbing and squeezing her nipples. Down, he grinded her inner walls up back and forth. Both hands steadily carried out his taunting as Si-Jin smiled.
It was a subtle smile, with a hint of bemusement, maybe even of admiration. In any case, it was clear he was making fun of Na-Yool and her lecherous bodys ability to get aroused by itself. It was nothing different than one-sidedly taking the responsibility of her own pleasure, but it was not serious enough for him to properly brood over it or be offended.
Nuance-wise, Si-Jinsbeling of Na-Yools as lecherous ? as he would asionally describe her afterwards ? was far from being an insult or a criticism. On the other hand, neither was it close to being called apliment as its meaning was a little whack, but there was also a strange sincerity to the word. Almost as if inkling the quite positive nuance that this was what he liked about her. Na-Yool reckoned that, as expected, a perverts thoughts truly were hard to understand.
Right then, just as she thought she saw Si-Jins smile snap, his lips came crashing into hers. He chewed her lower lip as if berating her for having her mind elsewhere and searched for her tongue that was hidden behind her tightly closed lips C Si-Jin pulled and sucked on it. A stifled moan escaped from Na-Yools mouth.
Uh-hmph
As they sucked each others tongues, their intertwining mouths soon were locked together without a single gap. The penis firmly erected through the training pants that had been continuously jabbing between the nks of Na-Yools thighs pressed upwards and started rubbing in long strokes.
Haa
Hu-uuh
She could feel that his tip was already leaking even through the thick material of his pants. Because that tiny part that was just a little wet made the flesh that it rubbed hot. Heavy pants entwined with wet tongues. One more finger dug in down there and filled the tight hole while stirring restlessly.
Fully tightening on the half-inserted fingers, Na-Yools opening seemed to already be at its limits. But as soon as Si-Jin shoved his fingers all the way in, it sucked them in with great ease, making Na-Yool blush out of self-consciousness.
Si-Jin incessantly rubbed Na-Yools lower part with a face that wanted to curse at the sensation of her clenching insides and fiercely plunged his lips to hers.
Be it when his fingers gently got sucked in and out or when he thrusted into her with his way more enormous penis, the tightening of her narrow inner walls was to happen anyway. Although he was to barely seed in entering the tip, if he was to shove his penis through the opening that had been spread to its limit, tide would instantly turn and her insides would swallow him whole, eager to devour him from the tip to the root.
So, as if it was all part of some naughty y, Si-Jin stared at Na-Yools flushed cheeks with a gentle scowl and concurrently sucked her tongue hard. An obscene slurping sound was made as their flesh entangled and saliva overflowed. As the sound of wet, slippery water constantly dripping from Na-Yools pool of passion echoed back down, only the erotic noises from above and below them filled the room.
Si-Jins thumb slid out to the opening which was clearly smeared with her love juice as he meaningfully ran up and down through her vaginal lips, wetting Na-yuls sensitive flesh by rubbing vigorously with her own secretion. Na-Yool frantically wiggled her buttocks as sheid under him.
All the sounds disappeared into Si-Jins mouth. A mix of saliva that had no clear owner flowed into each others throats, moistening their once thirsty tongues and the sound of their hoarse breathing. Lost in the intensity, Na-Yool climaxed on herst breath.
As if he had waited for it, Si-Jin dug deeper into Na-Yools already wide-open lips, swallowing all of her screams into his cavity. All his fingers that filled her lower part were pulled out and grabbed her bouncing breasts as he heavily gasped for air. Na-Yool reflexively breathed deeply despite her firmly covered mouth. Atst, Si-Jin broke his lips off of hers.
Ha-huh uhk
Soon transparent tears welled up in Na-Yools eyes. It was the manifestation of the shame and greater pleasure that suddenly came over. Si-Jins entire palm rubbing her chest was soaked with her love juice from how much she had spilled. Every inch of skin that Si-Jin touched was shamefully left with a clear trace of the bliss she felt. As his wet fingertips brushed against her sensitive nipples, the woman who had been faintly trembling at the afterglow of her climax noticeably flinched.
uh-nnh
She shuddered as if she had touched something dirty, feeling bashful to have been faced with a situation she should have not, but ultimately she could not deny that it eventually caused a darker and more intimate excitement. Just like how most of the pleasures that Si-Jin had given her had made her feel unfamiliar about her own self. And that conclusion was the most mortifying point for her.
Open your eyes.
I dont want to.
Seemingly wanting to nip her nipples to stop her from rebutting, Si-Jin lowered his wide-opened mouth and sucked the ares pinched between his wet fingertips. Na-Yools sensitive body jolted up as if she had been electrocuted. If it was not for him pressing down on her body from above, she would have wallowed in anguish.
As his mped teeth nibbled at the tip of her nipples, his massive cock erect in full length was still steadily thrusting between her thighs, all over to her t lower abdomen. Not far from her ares held captive by his sucking mouth, Si-Jins hands fondling her breast like milking them were frank and unrestrained.
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Na-Yools body felt so hot that she could not stand it any longer. She clumsily reached for Si-jins face which was clinging to her chest and cupped his cheeks.
My eyes are, open now so, you can stop
Their eyes met, along with the feeling it had been a long time since theyst did. Only then Na-Yool seemed to understand. The fact that all the thrusting and stirring up to this point was more like punishment than forey. Even the lustful pleasure and the ecstasy she felt while struggling with shame.
Si-Jins ferocious eyes filled with burning desire scanned over every nook and cranny of her sluggish body deprived of all its strength. The sight of his manhood critically stiffening up was enough to tell it was far from being over. On the spur of the moment, the thought of running away C or something simr C briefly crossed Na-Yools mind.
Like the signal that things were just about to start, his broad shoulders threw off his white shirt. It was the beginning of a hectic night.
Chapter 14 C Saturday morning 10:49 a.m.
By the time Na-Yool came back to her senses, Si-Jin had already taken off his training pants and tore open a condom taken from who knows where. Na-Yool furtively drew back her buttocks and tentatively brought up the problematic topic.
Then, we did not do it? Yesterday.
Did what.
He calmly grabbed his lethal penis with the hand which had previously fingered her and put the condom on. Na-Yool blushed. Indeed, even looking at its huge, repulsive size, that thing was ugly all the same.
Na-Yool trembled and stared at him as he leant on his side and slowly crawled like a wild beast. Her gaze kept going down there instead of his face.
You said you held it in.
Ah.
Maybe it simply was to buy a bit more time. Si-Jin pulled the sheets topletely entrap her body with both hands and smiled mischievously.
Although that bewitching smile was one to unconsciously gawk at, it somehow hinted she had indeed done something. Na-Yool tilted her head wondering if she misunderstood.
I didnt do anything. Me. Nothing at all.
Me. Na-Yool felt agitated at the emphasis stressing that he did notbut she did, but tried to ignore it. Si-Jin pecked his lips under her chin.
He clearly was not the kind to often give small physical disys of affection, so it felt odd. She did not know him that well to know how odd it was, but still
I dont have a hobby of sticking my dick in a drunk woman.
And Im calling it politely. Else, thats just called rape.
It was an obviously evident statement, but the reason it sounded like an urate theory on life might have been because the world was that much of a crazy ce. Having said that, she felt sorry for taking him for that kind of pervert despite herself.
But he also had been drinking Na-Yool blinked her eyes for a moment. Si-Jins face was very proper, as if the vulgar words spoken until now did not shoot off from his mouth. Like a man who would never say such things.
If we did not sleep together then why am I naked?
Isnt it your habit? Si-Jin lightly answered and buried his lips in her corbone. Na-Yool blocked his forehead with her hand.
I do not have such a habit. I never did. Just because Im drunk, I do not go around and take off my cloth?
Suddenly, she felt the sound of a lowugh slipping from the lips pressed against her palm. She frowned at once.
You stripped me, didnt you?
She was now using an impolite you. It carried a sting, but Si-Jin answered paying no mind to it.
I was tending to your needs.
Such grandiose words!Na-Yools frown deepened.
Tending, you bet! What kind of tending requires taking off my clothes?
If you hadnt retched on the verge of vomiting, I wouldnt have touched your body in the first ce.
Was that one of the many embarrassing things she did not remember? She naturally imagined her disgusting and wretched self throwing up.
Na-Yool scoured her foggy memory with a troubled face. She mentally pictured the horrible scene ofpletely regurgitating her stomach in front of Si-Jin. She seemed to remember something
Dont worry, you didnt vomit. Though you kept trying to.
Although her imagination cooled down, picturing her own self retching non-stop into the void did notfort her.
Then, this? Na-Yool muttered, still forcefully covering his lips.
I stripped you off beforehand because it looked like you were about to throw up.
Dumbfounded, she closed her mouth and opened it again several times without a sound. Only after repeating this action 3 or 4 times did a sound finallye out.
If I did not throw up, should you have dressed me again?
Why would I? After all the trouble to undress you into such a pretty sight.
Shouldnt I at least enjoy that much for my efforts? shamelessly added Si-Jin.
Na-Yool wondered if, for someone who had drawn the line at not jumping a woman not in her right mind, this kind of harassment was considered normal. She could easily picture the obscene scene of Si-Jin losing it and stroking himself as his desire grew stronger.
What great timing. A stiff, erect penis pressed against her thighs and moved slowly with a steady sway, ready to prate her at any moment.
Uh, ah-uhn
Unfortunately, you were the one who unashamedly threw herself at this body.
Forcefully pushing your breasts into my mouth and begging me to suck it, biting my dick to rush me into doing it.
Thats impossible
Sure, I did undress you, but you undressed me too. And at that, with a clearly different goal!
In fact, I certainly deserve a reward for painstakingly putting up with and resisting your plea to do you. Dont you think so? Si-Jin said prudishly with a truly dignified look, in spite of his erected monster still rubbing against her body.
Na-Yools face was flushed with distress. She really had no memory, so she could not tell apart the truth from lies between Si-jins unbelievable revtions. However, as a barefaced pervert, Si-Jin had no particr reason or need to lie. If he wanted her, he would take her. Which is why Na-Yool was at loss.
It did not seem to be a lie, so could it be that she was the one who?
I told you its fine if you dont remember, why torture yourself.
Huu-uhn, ah!
It will do more harm to ask further.
As Na-Yool scuffled and struggled unknowingly, Si-Jin pushed his penis into her. At the sudden prating sensation, she stiffened from her shoulders to her fingertips like a stuffed butterfly. Though she somewhat looked ridiculous, it was beyond her control.
Contrary to her upper body, her lower body drenched with slippery wetness, like that time Si-Jin had mockingly called it a water spring, gripped right away on his roaring cannon.
Uh-uhk
Si-Jin drove his penis deeper into the already half-filled passage. Steadily swallowing in the manhood that had forced open its tight opening, Na-Yools passage contracted violently at the deepened insertion.
Si-Jin mumbled profanity so softly that Na-Yool could not hear him, and lowered one of her legs he had rested on his shoulder to ce it on his arm and spread her legs further apart. He then slowly pulled back ? almost out but not quite ? only to quickly thrust it back inside. This time, Na-Yool moaned without a sound, simply panting with her mouth. He stared at it with hungry eyes and swayed his waist.
As he rammed further in the passage that had loosen for him, he bit Na-Yools hand still blocking his mouth. Startled, she withdrew it. Si-Jin lowered his face and roughly pressed his lips against hers.
He viciously bit her intermittently trembling lower lip and sucked on it like he did with her nipples. Ah, ah! Na-Yools desperate moan scattered against his lips.
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Though her insides had greatly struggled to rx for his manhood after its tip had passed the front door, taking it in to its deepest part was done in an instant. Voraciously devouring the slick shaft without letting go, her passage was sucking it deep each time he shoved back. As Na-Yools round breasts swinging up and down at every thrust grazed against his firm chest, her perking nipples hardened even more. Si-Jin pinched and twisted it without mercy and suddenly smiled.
You, even the color here is erotic. You know that?
As if uuhk
Even its perking shape, stiffening as soon as your clothes came off to make sucking it easier, its quite beautiful.
Uuhk, uuuhng!
Of course, that bastard too must have suck it until it wears out.
The light sarcasm, uttered in a seemingly indifferent tone, somehow stung her skin like a burn. Si-Jins pursed lips were visible through her faint gaze. She could not tell if the remark was due to the itch to bully her, or a twisted fetish. Despite having already widely pulled Na-Yools legs apart and prated her, his expression was one of a man consumed by the ache to split her open.
Driven by the mere sight of it, Na-Yool instantly climaxed with a face full of tears. Her convulsing insides frantically squeezed his penis, but Si-Jin endured the sweeping urge to ejacte. Instead, he stared intently at the shameful pleasure that drenched the corners of her eyes. And, while the sexually satisfied Na-Yools guard was off, he turned her over with his penis still in.
Uhk! Haaan!
Na-Yool let out a shrieking lustful moan. Her body copsed forwards and, her buttocks barely lift up, she took in the whole erected penis pounding at her. Aiming to the deepest spot of that passage still sensitive from climaxing, Si-Jin prated her as if piercing through her whole body.
Na-Yool was frenziedly gasping for air. He thrusted his hips wildly while releasing a rough, hoarse groan over her soaked back. Both of his hands vigorously fondled the white bottom, quivering as it clenched on his penis. Simultaneously, Si-Jin gazed at her widely loosened, bright red genitals twitching while feasting on his shaft, greatly satisfied by the sight. As if she just noticed the explicit gaze, Na-Yools blushing body shuddered with excitement.
Uhh, uuhn
In response Si-Jin tightened his grip on her buttocks, spread her again and shoved once more. Even inserted to its deepest, she still could not take his manhood to the root. Parched with a burning thirst provoked by the remaining gap, Si-Jin rocked his hips in swift motion.
From the wet noise of her intense squirting to the pping of their colliding flesh, all that surrounded them now was the sound of lewdness. Na-Yool was now sobbing. Unlike usual, not even a scornfulment was made. Si-Jin smacked his lips along the back of her neck without saying a word, leaving reddish marks on its trail.
Hu-uhk
Na-Yool faintly struggled as she buried her damp face in the sheets. Her body quivered as she once again reached her peak while her slender fingers stretched out to clench the sheets. The squelching sounds grew louder in brief intervals.
Ah, ha-uhn please
To be so ravenous, there was no doubt he intended to kill her! She could not even tell if the whiteness in front of her was due to the bedsheets or her blurred vision.
Please ah, uhn
Na-Yool begged again without knowing what for. She felt like she was about to die, about to lose her mind at the heat that burned through her whole flushed body, so intense that even the slightest touch aroused her skin with a scorching sensation. She writhed, and just as sheid her head on the side, Si-Jins big hand came pressing down on it to keep it from moving.
A rain of light kisses fell underneath her chin, her cheeks, and her lips, and at every pecking her lower passage contracted lustfully. Sobbing at every groan he exhaled, prating her ear, every crude swearing he could not suppress, Na-Yool jerked her body with the sensation of her stomach being filled with fire. Raising her hips, she epted his manhood with seemingly great delight, and started to weep loudly as she rubbed her chest against the sheets.
This is not me. That kind of thing Na-Yools teary eyes gave Si-Jin an usative re. It now felt like she had reached the limit of the limit, to the point she feared her brain might be damaged if things kept going like this.
Si-Jin smiled cheekily and slowly lifted his waist.
Rx your muscles.
Ha-uuuh
Dont worry, I wont eat you. he said, contradictorily smacking his lips contentedly while his eyes devoured her from head to toe.At this rate, my coke might break.Even this mocking insinuation was cheeky.
Dont, say, such uuhnguhn, enough
You, you have alreadye 3 times.
Pl-please
I havente yet, dont you think its unfair? How could I stop? Si-Jin protested with an offended tone.
Its not that you could not cum, but probably that you didnt on purpose.Na-Yool thought, then right away got startled by her own vulgar thoughts. Pressing against her body, Si-Jin entered her slowly.
Its all your fault. You orgasmed 3 times by yourself like a pervert, blissfully squirting and spilling your pool of juice out without seeding even once to swallow my boy to the root.
How many times do I have to tell you, yours is, unconventionally, and disgustingly -uhk C huge, haang Mr. President!
To call it disgusting, Im hurt.
You can, finish ha-uhk, quickly!
You should take it out for me. In all fairness.
At each shallow pration of her soaked insides, the overflowing love juice ran down her already damp thighs. The dripping sensation was so clear that her earlobes, which could not get any redder, burned hot.
Im, really too, exhausted uhk, uuhn cant, anymore
Cant anymore?
Cant, d-do it, so, ah, aaahn! Quick!
Every time you say you cant do it, you just keep moaning and happily take it in.
Im, really, about to d die, ah-uhk please, I want to, end it, q-quickly uhaang!
Her body twisted suddenly as a passionate sob simultaneously escaped from her lips. Still inside, Si-Jins rock-hard rod churned the twisted body with vigorous swings, and Na-Yool shook so hard that her trembling was visible.
Just as her narrowed eyes were about to look at the sight newly unfolding due to her change of position, her legs got spread wide open. Then, before she understood what was happening, her body which had been heavily gasping was suddenly lifted in the air.
Uhk!
Si-Jin, who gently carried her up, stepped out of the bed in a very calm manner. Their bodies were still connected, so Na-Yool was utterly shocked.
Before she could ask what he was doing, the question scattered away in a session of moans. The penis that was into her naturally was swallowed in even deeper due to Na-Yools weight. With each step Si-Jin took, his penis was driven farther in and ripped its way towards her deepest depths.
Afraid to fall backwards at any moment, Na-Yool desperately clung to Si-Jins shoulders, but she shuddered at the sensation of being pierced by his shaft up to her throat. He whispered as he bit her earlobe:
I thought you were in a hurry to wash up.
Uuhk, hnn! Uhnnn! Please, let, g- aaahn!
Then you can wash up while doing it. Dont you think so?
Uuuhk, told you to, end it, quick-ly!
Alright, just you wait, I will wash you all clean.
Again, as expected, all she got back was a tender but apathetic alright not bothering with what she said, like talking to a wall. Before she realized, they had entered the bathroom. Only when lukewarm water poured on her head did Na-Yoole back to her senses.
The next moment, she was standing on the floor on her own. His penis had left her insides, leaving her lower mouth, still a bit loosely open, twitching for more at the sudden emptiness. Na-Yool tried to ignore the sensation with great effort. The anxiety of the moment was greater than that shame.
Si-Jin was still awfully erect, and even if she had been prated many times by his manhood, she could still not believe its impressive size. Turning pale, Na-Yool looked as he took off the condom in which he had not even yet ejacted in. Si-Jin grinned.
If you look at me like this it makes me want to cum on your face.
Na-Yool froze on the spot and slowly raised her head. She was determined not to look at him like he wanted her to. But just as she thought he was about to kiss her, his lips purposely slid towards her wet hair and he turned her around. Her back against Si-Jins chest, her body naturally got pushed onto the bathrooms wall.
And through her legs, he came in between.
Uhn
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The monstrous penis was pushed to its root between the thighs that still dripped of her slick body fluid. Its glistening tip first stroked against her throbbing lower abdomen, slowly taunted her swollen clitoris, and was then shoved forwards even touching the wall.
At the same time, Na-Yools body gave away and, losing her bnce, she copsed into the wall.
A big hand groped her breasts crushed against the wall and rubbed her stiffened nipples on the cold tiles. At his cruel and relentless teasing, Na-Yool squirmed and sobbed.
Hn, please, uhnnn
No matter how much I tease you, you enjoy it. You really are making it hard for me.
Haa, uhk
Are you aware? That just a flick on your tits is enough to make you squirt buckets?
Shut, that, mouthuhaaan
Si-Jinughed merrily at the most powerful insult she could use.
Using her soft inner thighs as a substitute for her sweet hole, Si-Jin pounded his penis back and forth, repeatedly rubbing against her tender flesh.
Aggressive, then shallow Na-Yools body heated up in shame. As he pulled her slender waist while his pounding intensified, she ended up lowering her body to the point only her buttocks stuck back. Despite witnessing the hideous sight of his manhoods sparkling head peek out below the curly hair that covered her privates, her body could not help but soar with feverish desire.
The lukewarm water dripped down her wet shoulders. Rubbing her chest against the cold wall, she was now moaning loudly on her own as though even his touch was no longer needed to reach pleasure. Si-Jin made fun of it, but she could not even hear him. Her vision quickly went white.
Na-Yool could not believe she had climaxed again. Shaking violently, she copsed, but Si-Jin who was holding her by the waist lowered his hand to her abdomen and firmly supported her up. Apparently about to cum soon too, his hoarse panting wildly pricked into her ears.
The penis that had ravaged the gap between her thighs like drilling its way through pulled out at once. Just as she took a deep breath, a white cloudy fluid sttered all over her buttocks.
Its temperature waspletely different from the lukewarm water that dripped from the showerhead. Even through her closed eyelids Na-Yool could clearly see the perverts shameless hand smearing his hot semen all over the colorful skin as he fondled the soft flesh of her bottom.
She was torn apart between the urge to shake him off in disgust right away, and the hope that his dirty hand would y with her a bit longer. That such a contradiction existed truly was unusual. In any case, it was clear that at the moment she could not even lift a finger.
Following his touch, Na-Yool lethargically turned her limp and exhausted body around. Much to her displeasure, an invigorated face was looking down at her. Suddenly feeling it was unfair, she muttered in resentment:
How can you be fine after draining me half-dead
Its not my fault if your body is so eager for sex that it orgasms right away. replied Si-Jin charmingly. Just then the water running from the showerhead ominously stopped, and soon a foaming sponge met her chest. Na-Yool raised her hand and grabbed it just in time.
I will, wash up by, myself.
Youre still so responsive, are you sure you can do it properly?
Thats because you C uhhk C keep teasing me, like a pervert!
As if the sponge was some kind of second-rate item, Si-Jins empty hands already clutched at her breasts, fervently tormenting her nipples, so much that she could not bear the ecstasy. All the while, the sponge was even still in her hand.
In response to her provocation, Si-Jin straightened her shoulders and raised her arms. He steadily scrubbed their inner tenderness while he covered her elbows with bubbles. Just as Na-Yool suspected he would keep going farther up, he instead slid her fingers raised up in the air into his mouth with a natural demeanor.
Na-Yools bright red face was tinged with even greater embarrassment.
Uh, ahh
He wrapped his tongue around her fingers and sucked them in tauntingly while his big hands stroked a handful of foam up to her wrists. It was clear the shower was pointless.
No more. Na-Yool shook her tired head sideways. The wickedugh Si-Jin let out as he pulled her waist towards him confirmed her doubts.
Like a lie, his penis hardened up once again and poked against her stomach.
No way. Get away.
Were not even yet, are we?
Yes we are. Get away! After abusing me so much!
Only you got full satisfaction though. He frowned his eyebrows as if he really believed so. He was ring at her with a look of reproach for being selfish and unwilling to give him more. It felt as if he was licking her face rather than her fingers.
Then what about that thing only a few minutes ago about burying your dick between someones else buttocks?A mix of indignity and admonition was about to pass Na-Yools lips, but not a single word came out of her mouth as Si-Jin seized it into his.
Her body, plunged in waves of heat by his hand rummaging down there, burned stronger without sign of cooling down. Her fluttering eyelids closed once again.
Chapter 15 C Saturday afternoon 2:02 p.m.
It was already the afternoon when Na-Yool woke up again. Unlike when she had first opened her eyes this morning, the drawn curtains plunged Si-Jins room into a darkness simr to an early evening. For a brief moment, unable to distinguish things, Na-Yool looked around in surprise.
She hastily grabbed her phone, and saw it was 2:02 pm. It was alreadyte anyway, thus she buried her head back under the sheets. The half part of her body that had moved around was very sore.
Of course. It would be weird if I was fine
To think she could not move an inch even hours after the deed! Contrary to how she hardly recollected her broken memories ofst night, her head was full of new ones from this morning. Moreover, so embarrassing that she could not even dare to face it with open eyes.
It is not like she would literally see the memories if she opened them, but she felt strange doing so either way. However, it seemed that such thought and the visceral uneasiness she felt before thinking so were separate issues.
Was it a mistake to havee to this housest night, or a bigger one to not go home right away after waking up earlier?
Right. All of these were mistakes. What else could it be?
Na-Yoolzily opened her eyes, then covered her ears suddenly flushing as a scene came back to mind, and hid her face away under the sheets.
Sure enough, she was overwhelmed by waves of blush-making memories. Actually, perhaps her greatest mistake had been to sleep sofortably for so long only to wake up now as if it was her own house.
She was used to the difficulty of dealing with Si-Jin at work, but in a different way, he was a tougher opponent when facing him in thefort of his home. Although she was not as worried about what he might do to her as in their workce, his overlyid-back attitude drove Na-Yool crazy. Because he had no wavering, no reasonable moral boundaries to respect as in the office.
Even after she had passed out in the bathroom, scenes still had imprinted in her mind through her half-closed blurry eyes. Like how he sat her in the bathtub, how he held her again in his arms and came out of the bathroom, how his lips gently touched hers while heid her on the bed, or the hands that spread her legs and teased her down there
What a crazy mess.
Even though she had barely pulled herself together, she jolted out of the sheets and got up. Disregarding with all her might the depraved memories as well as the soreness in her body, she probed one foot under the bed. Her eyes busily looked for the clothes and underwear he had taken off.
Where are they, whereNa-Yool anxiously looked around as she chanted. Although it must be said that, as the bedroom was bigger than her own studio, it took her a while to meticulously look around for it. Under the bed, on the table, on the recliner, in front of the dressing room, near the small bathroom
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Every time she leaned down to inspect lower, she would halt, struck with growing doubt at howical she might look. But she was far from being done, and what could she do about it anyway.
Although she had no choice but to look for her belongings naked, she felt a clear sense of shame at her own predicament. And even more so as she did not find any of them.
Out of options, Na-Yool opened the dressing room and picked out a T-shirt that did not look expensive. Wearing the T-shirt on, she examined the inside of the dressing room in awe. Everything was perfectly ordered to a tee as if arranged by a machine. Even if a housekeeper did the cleaning, there was no trace of a person handling it carelessly. Na-Yool clicked her tongue at the cold bloodedness of her boss.
The sight was fitting of a merciless pervert. Or rather, the excessive neatness reinforced the pervy image she had of him To Na-Yool, who every single day had toe back to her messy studio way smaller than this room after working overtime, this lifestyle truly felt stern.
Youre already up?
I thought you would sleep until tomorrow.
Somehow, the already in his question sounded like a finally. Na-Yool wondered if the reason she now heard Si-Jins words differently was because of her ears, or because they were twisted in the first ce.
Concluding it might be a bit of both, she was about to leave the bedroom when she stopped and turned around. Si-Jin, sitting at the table while looking at his tablet PC, was not even paying attention to her.
What about my clothes?
In the washing machine.
It indeed seemed that a fairly loud noise of the machine in its drying stage could be heard in the distance. Stopped in her tracks just as she was ready to snap at him and ask where he had hidden them, Na-Yool replied awkwardly.
There was no need to. Thank you.
It reeked of cigarette smell.
Ah, it must have. Na-Yool confirmed spiritless, as the smell probably had impregnated her clothes at the bar.
Her gaze wandered for a moment, taken aback by this thoughtful yet unusual and unnecessary kindness, and finally settled down. Strangely, she could not even look at Si-Jins face. And that, despite the fact that he was not even looking her way either.
So I reported it.
What?
At Na-Yools astonished interjection, the eyes scanning the tablet PC slowly shifted towards her. She flinched again, rooted on her spot.Ah, that perceptive monster.Her own gaze slid sideways. It was hard enough to look at him when he was not looking at her, let alone now that he was!
But a report? Did he just say he reported it?
It was such a big business, yet there was not a single no-smoking indoor sign in sight, assholes were smoking at every table like its normal while the employees just let it slide. They probably wanted to be reported, else why would they.
So I did them the favor.
His words carried a falsely considerate follow-up, something along the line of since they so desperately ask for it, or maybe they were in a pinch, so what else should I have done?. Together with a contemptuous smile.
It was not a bad thing, he was not wrong either, and for that matter it could even be considered a good deed in the public interest. Nevertheless, Na-Yool could not help but picture words floating around his smug face and be conscious of how unsuitable they were.
Kwon Si-Jin, civilint, report to local authoritiesShe did not dare imagine that rascal filling aint with the Dasan Call Center (T/N: Seouls citizens helpline to file civilints)
However the rascal himself did not seem to find it incongruous.
Na-Yool replied awkwardly:
That, it was a wise decision, Mr. President. But on which usation?
Even if these bastards want to die happily after smoking anywhere as they freaking please, is there any reason for me to let them reduce my lifespan?
There is not. There isnt, but
His damn vulgarity despite making the face of an extremely mature man resurfaced, not giving her a chance to forget about it. Na-Yool discarded it with a usual difort, and suddenly recalled an ironic fact.
Did you not use to smoke as well before, Mr. President?
Not recently, but in the past. She was convinced she had seen him several times standing in the smoking room of the building where Ethical Communications was located. Si-Jins expression was one of someone wondering how on earth did she know about it, so Na-Yool borated.
I have seen you a few times in the buildings smoking room.
You sure have a great memory.
Did it instead sound like a you sure have a great interest in me because of her guilty conscience regarding her past unrequited love, or did it have no deeper meaning? Fearing that she might voice her thoughts out loud, she tried her best not to think about anything. Fortunately, Si-Jin did not pay any mind, as though he did not mean anything special.
Its been quite a long time since I quit smoking. And even when I was, I did not smoke where it wasnt allowed.
Still, since you were a smoker before, if it was not for me, you would not have felt so bothered by it, so why
The following of her words was obviously why do you have to go to such lengths, or as an ex-smoker, do you really have any right to file aint, and Si-Jin was very well aware of it. He raised his eyebrows along with a sidelong look.
Isnt it illegal?
When will you realize these words do not suit you, Mr. President. And the ineluctable sense of incongruity felt by the one hearing them
You have unexpectedly great concern in the public interest, dont y?
And it pisses me off.
The clear-cut additional argument briefly left Na-Yool at a loss for words.
Seeing bastards smoking makes my stomach churn.
But you were a smoker too bef?
So my stomach fucking hurt.
What?
Therefore, I report it without fail.
I cant smoke, so how dare you smoke in a public ce?Ah, such selfishness of preventing other jerks from smoking since he could not do so himself, shining brightly under the pretense of public contribution!
Si-Jin again beamed a smile, with the same expression of ones being satisfyingly done with getting rid of troublesome things. His usual naughty spirit and wickedness were sparkling through.
From now on, be pickier about where you drink. Either go to a nice ce that will not fill up your nose with such a filthy smell, or drink at home safely. Of all ces, why do you have to be a regr customer of this kind of dump.
Actually, just drink at home. Youre so helplessly stupid and defenseless when youre drunk, its too easy to eat you up. While saying so, Si-Jins sharp eyes simultaneously fell on her exposed legs. Strangely enough, standing in front of him made her feel like an herbivore in a documentary. Basically, a prey that was about to get devoured.
Forgetting even about her previous bewilderment, Na-Yool once again swiftly avoided his eyes.
I usually dont have time to go to ces like that after work. Thanks to someone.
Who was that busy person who actually made time to have a dinner party?
That, it was not me who wanted to go
Call it a team dinner party, but isnt it just you and that bastard? Is your subordinate the one taking decisions for you?
There was a reason for it. But how do you know about it?
Do you think thats all I know?
Then what else?
So you two are dating? Its quite the talk in thepany.
Excuse me, what?
Si-Jin shrugged his shoulders and walked to the kitchen. Na-Yool strode behind him. Without looking back, he continued:
Anyway, next time I wont go anywhere you say youre going. I would rather choose it myself. At least Ive got a better eye for things.
Wherever that is, there will be no more reason to go to that kind of ce together. Yesterday I really just lost my mind but thats not the problem.
You sure jump ship easily. Si-Jin observed lightly with a faint but not quite sarcastic tone. Na-Yool paused in perplexity. Talking with him, the conversation always ended up jumping off topic.
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Who the hell is dating who, exactly?
You and Lee Seung-Jae.
Whaaat?
It was baseless tittle-tattle she had already refuted countless times to her coworkers, but to hear it from Si-Jins mouth came as a great shock. Especially at such an unexpected timing.
Me and Seung-Jae?
Yes.
You know that does not make any sense, right?
I have no idea.
You suit each other, the both of you.
Si-Jin opened the pot and answered insincerely. As though she could not even sense the foods smell, Na-Yool only looked at the back of Si-Jins head with a bitter and sullen expression and walked closer to him.
If I was dating him, how crazy must I be to be here now?
You have to be crazy to be here? So are you crazy right now?
No, what I meant is, if I had a boyfriend, why would I even be here, with you, doing these things
Who knows? Maybe thats just the kind of lowlife you are. replied Si-Jin indifferently as he stirred the content of the pot with long chopsticks. Na-Yool grabbed his arm to make him look her way. Instead, he nced at the hand holding his arm.
What?
Its not.
What is not?
It is not like that.
She didnt even know why she was grabbing him and making excuses in the first ce. Was it because he is also a coworker? However, the way she felt wronged was slightly different. But Na-Yool somehow felt unwilling to know the status Si-Jin held in her heart.
Because since she had donethatwith Si-Jin, if she maybe were tobel him as boyfriend, she then really would be a scumbag Right, that is all it was. Proving she is a morally honorable human being.
No matter how exhausted I am these days, even if I have a few loose screws, I will not pull that kind of crap.
Hm-hm.
Also, for real, ahh whats wrong with these people, assuming things as soon as they hear dinner party People at work really are weird.
Which is why if you feel exhausted, just stay still and bear with it. Instead of exerting your energy going to some stupid dinner party.
What kind of logic is that?
Its ridiculous to even call it a dinner party.
Then what should it be c
With a total of 2 members, what dinner party?
Na-Yool could even hear the faint dont take me for a fool mumbling following up. Although not even said facing her. As she felt Si-Jins arm slipping away from her grasp she hurriedly justified herself in a confused manner.
First of all, I didnt even want to go there.
Sure, if the subordinate pushes the issue, the senior cant do anything about it. Isnt it how our countrys working culture works? Just like the military culture. Military-style insubordination.
Should a subordinate be mindful of their superior? No, if they order something, of course the superior shouldply.
Look, how I am mindful of you too.
Na-Yool snorted with incredulity.
Mr. President, you are not just my superior but my employer. When have you ever cared even the slightest about me?
See? How you are paying more attention already since I mentioned it.
What was the use of talking? The helpless sense of defeat she often felt when discussing with him surged inside her once again. She could not beat his weird deterrence with words anyway. Na-Yool swiftly withdrew from the nonsensical argument.
It is true Seung-Jae invited me, but it was not an invitation to go have some fun. And we had a worthy enough circumstance to
Which.
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Sorry?
What is it? That worthy circumstance.
Strangely, when he asked her to be specific, she had nothing to say right away. She wondered why, despite herself, she kept feeling reluctant about telling him things that actually were no big deal, and why she thought it was preferable to hide such a meaningless topic. As soon as she became self-conscious of it, Na-Yool also noticed her instinct to turn away immediately.
Was it that she felt ufortable talking about men with him? In whatever way. It could not bepared to when she was desperately hiding from him the issue with Sang-Hoon, but the feeling was somewhat simr. And oddly enough, that momentary feeling which automatically made her unable to be honest too.
Ufortable? Me? Why?
It sounded just as if she minded about him. As if she meant to make clear to him that she had no rtionship whatsoever with anyone.
Firmly rejecting that thought, Na-Yool opened her mouth again half a beatte.
Seung-Jae heard about it. That I broke up.
He heard, and so?
It was at work, so he did not hear it in detail which is why he proposed to discuss it over a team dinner
I got it, so now tell me about that worthy circumstance. Si-Jin answered sourly as he closed the pot lid and looked back at Na-Yool.
It takes just one look to see that Seung-Jae has a lot of friends and girls to hang out with, so why would someone who is the busiest on Friday nights propose so? Obviously, he took some time for my sake.
And so, why?
Despite her earnest exnation, Si-Jin sounded unconvinced. Na-Yool sighed and was about to go on when he cut her off, revealing his inner suspicion.
He wanted to ask you about the issue, to know what kind of jerk youve been dating until now, and thanks to your crazy state, he did. While at it he wanted to make you drink, to see you loosen up, and with that, to secretly do other things just the two of you outside of thepany.
It all sounds like great fun, so didnt it pay off for Seung-Jae?
It takes a second to turn a normal man into a cunning beast.
Rather than for personal gain, it was constion. As he thought I was having a hard time.
This, constion?
If you think all men have the same standards as you Mr. President, we have a problem. Seems like you broke up with your girlfriends with only your own interest in mind in the past, but
I never did.
I am not interested. Na-Yool sharply retorted, but Si-Jin simply smiled back vaguely with an unfazed expression.
Plus, if Lee Seung-Jae had the same standards as me, could you focus on work?
Ahh what are you saying now.
I bet you would not stop peeping at the face in front of you.
Even while spurting nonsense his arrogant smug facing towards her was too handsome. Na-Yool was stunned, that selfish smug making her swallow back her In your dreams! rebuttal.
Seung-Jae is already good-looking.
She was about to add that he also currently was focused and doing his job diligently, if only Si-Jin had not made such an openly annoyed face.
As Na-Yools words unconsciously got stuck in her throat, Si-Jin smirked.
And yet, you two are not together, you say?
Saying he is good-looking does not mean there is anything special between
If you even drank together then you could just have dated.
This time, there was no trace of sarcasm. It just casually fell out of Si-Jins lips.
How can you force the narrative so naturally towards this direction?
From what I saw, all you answer when youre drunk is ok. Ive never seen someone so easy and positive.
Are you seriously saying that I was easy?
You know, if I had done to you all the things that you mindlessly agreed to, you would not be able to get out of bed even until now.
If that isnt being easy, then what is it?The shameless connotation did not need to be borated. What the hell happened between them for her to At this point No, no. Na-Yool internally shook her head as hard as she could to stop her own thoughts. No need to know. She had no use for memories which would better be left in the dark anyway
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Chapter 61
Such a thing never happened. First, Seung-Jae really is not that kind of kid and
And?
I would never do that either. To begin with, I dont even look at him that way. So that is it.
And Im telling you youre easier than you think.
Can you stop calling others easy already?
Of course, as for me, with much difficulty, I resisted you till the end.
Yeah, how not easy it must have been.Na-Yool dubiously narrowed her eyes.
Are you really sure you did not do anything to mest night?
A spark of suspicion lit up. Si-Jin shrugged his shoulders.
You came at me, not the other way.
It is not an answer.
Right. Si-Jin immediately agreed, as he also did not think it was an appropriate answer. When his lips opened again to speak, Na-Yool frowned with apprehension.
I fondled your breasts a few times and thats all.
That is not doing nothing, is it?
I didnt even suck them, no big deal.
Si-Jin went on, disying a glowing and self-satisfied expression.
Although I might have stuck in between my dick that you made hard.
If you did not do such a disgusting thing, then leave it out. No need to fill up your quota of sexual innuendos.
Your drunk-self also said she liked it.
So how easy were you, hm?
Lies. It is all lies, isnt it?
If Lee Seung-Jae was there, he would have thanked his luck for this good meal and eaten you up already.
You must be lying.
Her anxiety and disbelief seemed to delight him, and he grinned from ear to ear. His wicked nature permeating through his smile, his lips grazed her cheek.
It doesnt matter, so lets eat. Its done.
She really never could follow up with this guy.
Na-Yool sat at the table, close to being swept along. Hardly wrapping her head around the situation, it took her some time to piece together the flow of events.
Meal. Kwon Si-Jin. Cooking Come to think of it, although he had been standing all along in front of the pot, Na-Yool could not picture him as a man who cooks. Maybe because she had beenpletely distracted by his continuous revtions that stumped her one after another.
She still could not believe he had been cooking. And that, despite the pot ced in the center of the table, the side dishes that were already neatlyid out in several blue ceramic bowls, and the bowl of white rice right in front of her eyes.
It was then that the foods smell, which she was not aware of a second ago, came tickling her starving stomach. As soon as she inhaled it, Na-Yool turned terribly hungry. She unconsciously grabbed the spoon Si-Jin was extending towards her and, just as she was about to dig in the rice bowl with her chopsticks, she halted and probed into Si-Jins eyes.
Whats up?
All this what is it?
Your breakfast.
Well, most likely lunch. Timewise.
Si-Jin casually replied and sat down across from her. In front of him there was no spoon nor rice bowl, but only a mug of coffee that had cooled down. With a frown, Na-Yool stared alternately at the mug he was holding and the food in front of her, perplexed by this improbable reality.
She seemed even doubtful it was real.
What is it, really?
Your lunch-like breakfast, like I already said.
No, what is this?
What are you curious about exactly?
Everything.
You dont know what those are? Do I have to recite every side dish name for you?
Na-Yool raised her suspicious eyes.
Why are you cooking suddenly
The side dishes were in the refrigerator, and the rice was in the rice cooker.
Only the stew is new. Theres nothing to feel burdened with, so rx.
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Its sufficiently burdensome though
Kwon Si-Jin and cooking! A breakfast made by him Such an ill-matched scene! Not only could she not picture him cooking to feed himself with all these delicacies, but unbelievably he had prepared that meal for someone elses sake!
Presenting his guest with heated-up instant rice and side dishes would make the other party ufortable already, so even more with this skillfully handmade meal. Each side dish bowl stylishly set, the warm stews steaming out of the pot
Na-Yool seemed to realize how much she had been considering him as less than a human being all this time. From the incredible sight of Si-Jins ordinary table setting, to the surreal reality of him eating at home such amon meal, it was simply unbelievable.
How ridiculous of her to now wonder Never would have thought he would eat like everyone else at home!. Not that Na-Yool imagined he lived on by feeding on dew, but she had been dead set on categorizing him ascking human traits.
Na-Yool raised her spoon again and asked:
Did your mother send you all of this?
My mother cant cook. She has no skill at all.
Then, your housekeeper
They only clean the house for me.
Struck dumb by the discovery of the new sides of the person sitting across, Na-Yools astound eyes intensely stared at Si-Jin.
I bought the side dishes so stop looking at me this way. I didnt make it.
But you made the stew yourself.
To help relieve your hangover.
Who the hell are you?
What? Si-Jin instantlyughed at the absurd question. Na-Yool scooped a spoon of rice and kept staring at Si-Jin in suspicion while eagerly chewing on it.
You, did you think I never eat at home?
Yes. She answered tly.
Howe?
How to say it It might sound offensive, but I thought you were running around without eating Since you are a workaholic.
It might sound offensive, yet you always say what you want anyway. mumbled Si-Jin as he brought the coffee mug to his lips. Na-Yool looked at the food disyed, meticulously prepared and far from her image of living without eating, and her face suddenly turned happy.
Thanks to a certain someone, she could barely remember when shest had a proper breakfast or dinner at home. And the fact that the culprit was living so well with a satisfied belly was annoying, but
This one is so delicious!
Which?
This. The
The young radish kimchi?
Na-Yool nodded enthusiastically. The food was great, so she felt good. Even the ordinary side dishes were filled with the tasty vor as can be found at a high-end Korean restaurant. She gulped down what she had been chewing on and continued.
Yes, that one. Strangely, it even kind of tastes like soybean paste.
Thats because it was cooked in some.
Did you make this yourself?
Just this one. Did you lose your appetite now that you found out? asked Si-Jin with a smirk, his chin propped on one hand. Na-Yool shook her head sideways.
No, it is delicious. Really.
As though she had nothing to hide, Na-Yools emotions showed through her face. Her spoon busily scooped in and out of the small pot. The freshly boiled stew was by far the best dish.
You should have opened a restaurant instead, you know?
Instead of bullying innocent people at work.Na-Yool swallowed back the words along with a spoon of stew and nced at Si-Jin. Setting aside the noxious temper of the cook, this tasty food truly was a blessing.
Si-Jin took a sip of his coffee and replied:
Sometimes I get tired just from eating.
I was thinking it is a waste of your talent.
Im not that good.
No, you really
Of course, Im at least better than you.
Gone was the unusually and briefly respectful Si-Jin, now back to his good old self! He put down his empty mug. Although said with a pout, Na-Yool confirmed.
I indeed cannot cook at all.
Yeah, you dont look like you can.
What do you mean?
Just as I said. ept it.
It sounded like he had no expectation towards her to begin with and he was right, but she felt offended either way. Although all she had confidence in was nothing else but her design skills
However, when her mouth was filled once again with the savory food, her mood lifted up.
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Anyway, its been a long time since I have eaten a meal like this. I have not gone to my parents home in a while. said Na-Yool with a rxed expression and a faint smile.
What do you eat at home then?
The indifferent tone had a hint of interest. Na-Yool replied with a slight sting.
I cannot eat breakfast because I do not have the time, as for dinner, I usually eat it in the office before going back home, thanks to someone
Thats such a pity.
An unconcerned reply as if it had nothing to do with him. Na-Yools eyes momentarily sulked, but soon rxed.
So I practically cant eat at home.
More like dont than cant. All it takes is to give up the thought of wanting to sleep for another 10 minutes.
What can I do? Because I leave workte at night, its hard to get up early.
Even if its a pain, sleepter on. If you cant sleep for ten hours anyway, get up a little earlier, put something in your mouth and go to work. Dont starve.
It was hard to tell if he was being harsh or kind. Na-Yool grumbled as she scooped more rice.
Anyway, your words are extreme as always
What about weekends?
Even if I slept all weekend long, it would not be enough to catch up on sleep.
So you dont eat?
If I am meeting up with someone, I eat outside
Thats why you look like this.
What is wrong with my looks?
You, you need to gain some weight.
Did she not have a very average body? Not to mention this self-evaluation was reached with a bit of self-love. Her eyebrows furrowed with iprehension.
I am average, though?
You werent like this before.
Before?
Two years ago.
Indeed,pared to 2 years ago, it could be said she was thinner. Not because she was thin now, but because she was on the heavy side back then. While thinking so, Na-Yool felt strange that he would remember her body shape of that time, and she froze with her chopsticks in her mouth. It would not be hard for an ordinary person to remember such detail, but for someone like him, who did not give a damn about others, to nonchntly mention it, she could only feel suspicious.
Well, I had a bit of fat back then That is it, basically. Rather, back then, briefly
It would have been since then. Since the moment she had been put in an awkward position in her previouspany because of her 40-year-old manager who, simply because Na-Yool had sat a few times next to him at the excessively recurring office dinner parties, had hit on her arguing she had a crush on him, and even had one-sidedly brought up the topic of marriage in front of other people.
She had then suffered every day from another kind of stress than the current one. If the oily food eaten at the dinner parties was the main culprit, the food she chewed every night thinking about the managers face became the second cause. Back then, no matter how tired she was after work and even if it was cumbersome, she would stuff her mouth with food over and over again. Living like this, she was doomed to gain weight.
briefly, it was just how I was.
Leaving the unpleasant memories behind her, Na-Yool resumed her spirited chewing. Si-Jin straightened up and said:
It looked good.
What did?
Your fatter self.
What kind of trap is this?
There is no such thing as a trap. Im telling you to eat better and get fatter.
You prepare me a full meal ? which does not suit you ? and verbally encourage me to gain weight, and no trap?
I mean it though.
You know, it is my first time eating a meal a man made for me.
Na-Yool immediately got flustered by the cringy remark she had just let out despite herself and could not even take back. She sounded like a shy and helpless cornered little thing, as if telling him she was too ingenuous so if it was a prank he should drop it now, her own tone making her feelme.
You stupid, why would you say that, you are crazy
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While she was stuck tongue-tied with her mouth open, Si-Jin responded with a grin.
Its my first time feeding a woman too.
Na-Yools confession was met with an incredibly cheesy and childisheback.
Na-Yool stayed in a daze for a while. It btedly urred to her how stupid she must have looked.
But that thought was not enough for her to retrieve her words and she barely managed to mumble an awkwardly timed reply.
Youre lying.
Si-Jin simply shrugged his shoulders without answering, not caring even a little whether she believed him or not.
Even if I am, is that your sole reaction?
It seemed he had no intention to bother convincing her of his honesty. He just kept looking at Na-Yools mouth puckering as she chewed on food, like a master feeding a snack to their pet.
Na-Yool stared at him quite meaningfully and narrowed her eyes.
What ulterior motive do you have to coax me like this?
Coax? He answered as if he had no idea what she was talking about. Na-Yool snorted, not deceived by his tone.
Unless you want to lure me into something, why would you make me lower my guard by feeding me delicious food
So you mean, putting a nice meal in your mouth is all I got to do?
It was not enough that he already took her for an easy woman, now she had even ended up confessing feeding her was all it takes to win her over
Anyone is okay, as long as they feed you?
No. Absolutely not. You cannot hear it that way. It is just the tip of the iceberg. Please interpret urately the essence of the words.
Thats how I hear it. urately.
I asked you something first, Mr. President. That question was not meant to be used by you to attack me
It was you who lured me. Whos the one sitting in front of me with no panties on?
In a sh, a dangerous shadow dwelled within Si-Jins calm eyes. His gaze, sweeping over Na-Yools frozen face down underneath the table, was blunt and obvious. As though he could clearly see her bare legs through it.
As soon as Si-Jin swiftly regained his sexual appetite, Na-Yool looked away nervously. She was about to change the subject, but he was faster.
Isnt it funny? I cant see anything from here, but it feels like I can see it all.
It excites me just thinking about it.
He meant it, and Na-Yool could notugh it off. His eyes were scanning her up and down with a burning heat, as if about to voraciously devour her from head to toe. Just as his gaze met Na-Yools, she avoided her eyes and spoke.
Is it not because you are a pervert, Mr. President?
If you want to argue who the pervert here is, then exposing your naked lower body to me is probably a little more depraved.
Si-Jin shamelessly shifted the responsibility to her. Hearing him say so, Na-Yool truly felt like an exhibitionist, sitting like this in her makeshift half-outfit, and protested full of restrained anger.
Whose fault is it!
Yes, I, who kindly washed your clothes because they were dirty and thought I would give it back to you clean, deserve to die. Dont I?
Truly, there was no fluctuation. Without the faintest fluctuation in his voice, the tone of his argument gliding under his silver tongue had drastically changed.
Putting my clothes to wash, doing such things which do not suit you, it was not an act of goodwill but that you wanted to put me in this kind of trouble from the beginning, isnt it? replied Na-Yool, baffled.
I dont understand what you mean.
Im asking if you did not deliberately put everything in the washing machine to get rid of it! To make my clothes disappear, full of obscene thoughts, and then, to enjoy watching me naked, like a voyeur or something. So filthy
To distort my innocent consideration in such a way, that very same suspicion makesyouthe pervert, Ms. Kim Na-Yool. If you were that embarrassed, shouldnt you have stayed in bed?
Then who knows what you might have done to me!
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Na-Yool burst into an emptyugh of bafflement. Si-Jin simply shrugged his shoulders C his characteristic gesture when declining responsibility.
See? How youre already imagining that more will happen? A normal person like me cant even catch up to that level of shameful thinking.
All normal people must be full of crap muttered Na-Yool with a half-pricked, half-agitated face. Now it even felt like Si-Jin was ogling her crotch area under the table, and the gap between her legs reflexively shrunk.
Never once had Na-Yools legs been wide-open for him to see. But somehow, the shame that she might have inattentively granted him an eyeful of it all overwhelmed her, and she felt helpless.
She lost her appetite and put down the chopsticks she was still holding. Si-Jin burst outughing.
You, you closed your legs just now.
Would I spread them open for anyone to see? When Im sitting across from a pervert, who gets hard just imagining it?
Her legs were anxiously twisted. It was the first time in her life she was anxious about not being able to quickly wear some panties. It even made her feel less human.
Dont get it wrong, it doesnt really change anything whether your legs are wide open or tightly closed.
Na-Yool had thought nothing was as unpleasant as him taking notice of her action, but being told it was pointless was quite irritating too. She frowned, and the sight of her wrinkled eyebrows drew out another smile from Si-Jins lips.
Of course, the fact that you were sitting in front of me with your legs spread out was quite
Well, I cant deny it was freaking stimting.
He slid a foot between the legs she had desperately pped together without a gap from thighs to knees and from knees to ankles, and slightly parted them open.
Even if they are closed, I want to open them anyway.
Even if you open them widely, I want to spread them even wider.
I want to spread them all the way and ram in deep.
The message was clear. In the end, what he wanted to do, he would do it, and whatever angle were her legs in did not matter at all. The straightforward expression of his unabashed and crude desire stunned Na-Yool, to the point she forgot she was in the middle of eating.
His foot soon left her legs, but his words had reached deep inside her. Heat rushed down to her sensitive spot. Astonished and confused by the change in her body, Na-Yool immediately turned her head away.
Si-Jin was still staring at her with an entirely sereneposure. Their eyes inadvertently met, and as if he had seen through them the predicament Na-Yool was in, Si-Jins meaningful gaze focused towards under the table, but she pretended nothing was wrong.
Heughed again.
What happened, happened. It cant be changed.
Me having thoughts about your crotch, and the boner it gave me, you cant stop it.
All of these are done on your own, so please do not drag me into this as a fellow pervert.
Are you going to pretend that you, the fearless Kim Na-Yool who from the start thought of threatening me, were miserably dragged into this rtionship?
Na-Yool repeatedly moistened her dry lips with her tongue, pondering what word to say next. But as she could note up with any, Si-Jin took once again the lead of the conversation.
What are you suspicious of?
He abruptly changedposure, a face full of seriousness, and it burdened Na-Yool even more than his sudden horniness. She slowly shook her head sideways.
Suspicion towards his intentions only came over her asionally like a habit, but it certainly weighed differently thanthatinsinuation he had suddenly spurted out. At least, she believed so.
Becausethatkind of suspicion would, as a matter of course, appear when you want to believe someone, a man, had feelings for you. When you want to believe but cannot bring yourself to. And ultimately, was not believing it the same as expecting it?
Suspicion is the manifestation of expectation. Was she expecting something from him? No. Did she believe in him? As if.
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Then, there was no way she had any suspicion. At least, not inthatway.
[T/N: Yes reader, our FL is once again lying to herself shes got no feelings for Si-Jin and doesnt want him to reciprocate =_=;;]
She would not fall into the trapid by his leading question and made a miserable fool of herself just for the sake of his entertainment. She would not make it easier for him to toy with her either. Na-Yool strengthened her will ? tainted by a bit of paranoia ? for it to not be turned into a joke, and with a greatly bolstered determination she answered while she deliberately evaded the point.
Its just, it is strange for you to act like you are doing now.
Which part?
Making food for me, and then even lying that it is your first time cooking for a woman
Si-Jins gaze subtly sunk, like objecting that this was not really what she wanted to ask about. But he answered back neatly, seemingly fine with it.
Unlike you, Im a person who knows that Im totally useless if I skip breakfast once.
As he spoke, his eyes in which a faint tenderness had been glinting all along grew a little cold. His perfunctory tone carried on.
This meal would have happened even if you werent there, and those dishes would have been there too.
Youre here, so I prepared more since I obviously couldnt only cook just for myself. Thats all.
Although his reply sounded extremely indifferent, his sincerity from earlier still lingered. Na-Yool ignored its inconsistency. It was as if she was the only one who knew a sense of disparity creeping in each abrupt change in their rtionship and how unnatural it felt.
Perhaps, to him, there was nothing out of the ordinary. Because he was a man who thought of this feeling of inconsistency as a product of ignorance. Only, Na-Yool was not thick-skinned enough to just brush it aside.
The gaps between them all came from that. Without imagining that he could feel a simr sense of gap and distance towards her.
And that he, too, could not have guessed that she would be the same as him.
People are easily mistaken, but such gaps have always been the result of ignorance.
Even so, our rtionship is not one where we can casually meet in such a private space and have a meal together, is it?
Then what are we? Fucking buddies?
The crude words nkly came out of Si-Jins mouth, and with them all the air froze in an instant.
Na-Yool did not have a clue whether Si-Jin was hoping for a refute from her, or a clear confirmation. His tone had no hint of expectation or hidden intention, as though his sole aim was to assess exactly what her stand on the question was.
The ball unexpectedly tossed back to her surprised Na-Yool, and an awkward moment passed. She put down the spoon she held gawky, and carefully asked:
Are we not?
No matter how you look at it, that was all their rtionship was. More precisely, she might have also brainwashed herself to think that way, but even if she looked at the facts calmly, was it not so?
So to say, objectively speaking.
Ah, so its true that we are only fucking together?
To think Si-Jin was implying there was something more here would be nothing more than a willful expectation. Such as her impression that a faint sarcasm seemed to inadvertently leak out of his perfectly collected tone.
Even so, how can you use such words to
Right, sex. Si-Jin corrected, and the word rudely fell out like throwing at her a useless piece of junk. Na-Yool pressed her temples rigidly and continued.
I feel like this conversation is suddenly treading too close to my difort zone, but I
You have no trouble having sex, but it is ufortable to talk about sex?
Most people who are not you, Mr. President, do.
Like your high-minded ex-boyfriends.
There it was, his sarcasm. Si-Jin sometimes tended to callously lump her exes together and treat them like nothing more than dirt. Although he probably had no personal grudge against them, considering his conceited demeanor was usual.
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Na-Yool sighed.
It has nothing to do with those people. I just mean, it seems like you are familiar with this kind of thing, but I
The nuance feels quite crappy What kind of thing, exactly?
When having s- sex is the goal Shocked that such a word came out of her own mouth, she stuttered. She caught her breath and exhaled deeply. I mean, a shallow rtionship, based on sex only.
Casual sex.
Yes, this kind of thing.
So basically, you see me as a rag which has been swept around who knows who and who knows where. [T/N: a rag = a male g in Korean ><;;; Keep it in mind!]
Why do you always pick such words I do not mean that.
Thats exactly how it sounded to me.
Then what would that make me, who sleeps around with such a filthy thing? No, it is not.
Although she meant to deny it, she idently ended up calling Si-Jin filthy, therefore hastily adding It definitely is not like that.
She understood that such a rtionship was nothing to be ashamed of, that as a busy person he might prefer a freer casual rtion rather than dating formally, and that it was fine as long as it was not an affair Na-Yool was muttering with a confused heart and speech one justification after another, when Si-Jin cut her off as if he did not need to hear any further.
Youre the first.
Doing this kind of thing with.
At this moment, she could clearly hear the scoffing tone despite his seriousness. To be precise, behind the words this kind of thing. Na-Yools face darkened withplexity. Even more so because he sounded simr to when men chat up their girlfriend with a I met other women before you, but you are the first woman I really like while pretending to be genuine.
Even if you know it is not true, and even if you know it is just sweet-talk, what makes you fall for these words is probably that this brief romantic scheme, even for a moment, leaves a sincere and pleasing impression which touches your heart.
The only difference here is that Si-Jin meant You are the first woman with whom Ive simply slept around. Thatthiswas her status
Of course, since it was this way, the words were far from romantic or pleasing. Literally, Si-Jin was purely appealing to his sexual cleanliness. [T/N: Note that this is Na-Yools own interpretation. She is twisting his intention because she is absolutely convinced that he has no feelings for her to begin with.]
Yet, why was she still getting flustered by the ambiguous atmosphere he had induced Na-Yool rubbed her temples with her fingertips and replied:
How can youe up with such a lie?
You think I would lie just to please you?
No. I do not.
People say it is impossible to know the depth of a mans nasty mind as well as a womansplicated inner thoughts but, thanks to having to put up with him all this time, Na-Yool trusted Si-Jin had a bottom-line. He was not the kind to use such underhanded methods to get on anyones good side, be it Na-Yool or someone else. And even more so if it was Na-Yool.
I do not, but still
You have a knack for saying things ambiguously.
Even if I pretend it is not a lie, I cannot believe it, so what should I do?
If youre going to pretend its not a lie, then cant you pretend it is the truth?
But you are used to it. All of this. Of course, it may not be a lie. Its just that our respective standpoint might be different. It may be that to me it is a big deal, while it is not for you, Mr. President. So it might not count for you but It happens that things said genuinely sound like a lie to others
As you can see, Im a very ordinary person, so I can only think from a normal standpoint.
It is a universal rule that you can tell a crazy person is one precisely because they think they are not. Inversely, someone cannot be a 4D character, even if they im to be one.
Na-Yools eyes darted to him with a Sure you are! look.
Its not my fault if Im good at everything right from the first try.
Oh yeah, youre so great.
As soon as she sarcastically agreed, a dashing smile curved up on Si-Jins stoical face.
Its the truth.
Yeah, you are amazing, really.
Yet, I still feel like I know shit. Which makes me feel like a real moron.
Triggered by the clearck of shame in his tone, Na-Yool wanted to rebuke him with a that should be my line. But she held it tight so as to not let it show.
Even if youre stupid, its not my fault that you know even less to tell apart lie and truth like this, right?
The implication could not be clearer ? he was asking if being smarter than her was a guilt. And in addition, providing the extra info that this time she was being stupid.
I never ever locked you up to be quiet like a virtuous nun.
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Yeah, sure
Having said so, thats not a reason to treat me like a rag.
Again, I have never treated you as such!
This poor wretch who suddenly became a rag will get hurt.
Such wordsing out of someone so thick-skinned that he could not seem to get a single scratch was unexpected. Na-Yool replied with a sigh.
I get it. You are not a rag, Mr. President. You have a very clean body.
Do you know your ttering mouth has not one bit of conviction?
You are not a rag, but a person. I believe it.
If you keep on not believing it like that, I might think youre jealous.
Na-Yool immediately changed her half-hearted expression to a face brimming with trust.
We are not together, why would I be jealous?
Right.
I am not the kind of woman to cling to men.
Sure.
Not even once, with any of the men I have dated until now.
In the first ce, it was ironic to use plural men considering how short her dating history was, but she thought there was nothing wrong with Si-Jin misunderstanding she had many exes, likest time. Of course, the list did not contain any promiscuous rtionships, and was limited to men she had dated with a standard moral view of a love rtionship.
I guess so. Of course, Si-Jin disinterestedly answered. How clean your body might be! With no history of clinging to men.
You do not seem convinced at all.
Lets say you never clung to anyone.
It is really true though
Then lets say you were not even jealous of my non-existent past history of sleeping around.
It briefly crossed her mind that his cunning words actually hit the mark. The way he cared for her after the sex, his dexterity at fixing her clothes like it was nothing, was like a snippet of his past. She had felt a moment of emptiness as she had wondered if he might have someday treated another woman the same way.
Feeling like he totally had seen through her, Na-Yool pulled herself out of her thoughts.
If you keep saying this, you are the one who will look jealous. Sounds like you do not like my previous rtionships
I dont like it.
Si-Jin answered her unequivocally.
Ido notlike it.
What is more, with an imposing confidence.
With what qualification?
Im already feeling offended, and I need qualification?
This offended mes filthy temper should be enough.
Such a bold and nonsensical stand, as if he believed that the simple act of acknowledging his narrow-mindedness would turn him into a broad-minded person.
Mr. President, why do you keep doing this?
And you, what are you suspicious of? [T/N: Si-Jin can tell that Kim Na-Yool seems to have a reason for always adamantly treating him like nothing but a thirsty perv, and he is trying to force it out of her.]
Like an old tune, the conversation was back to its starting point which Na-Yool had wished to avoid. She changed the subject without any longer avoiding his eyes.
Whether it is your first time or not to meet with someone in such a way, Mr. President, it is a first for me, and also my first time to casually visit their home and sleep there defenselessly
That much, I can tell. That you are more old-fashioned than you look.
Was he not a good old pervert himself
Chapter 65
Chapter 65
I am not being conservative; I am talking about my limits. I have not even slept at any of my boyfriends houses
So your first time sleeping over was at my humble house. Im honored.
To me it is a big deal. Na-Yool burst out, furious at his mocking tone.
Its really not.
Its the first time a man made me a meal himself, and to have such a such an odd rtionship with this man, and also the first time to not be formally dating this man although we slept and had homemade breakfast together the next morning.
So?
Thats why, that thing that you keep mentioning, even the embarrassing details
Sex?
Im asking you to stop toying with people with it like this.
Na-Yool clenched her chin and turned her head to the side. She could feel his gaze on the side of her face.
Me? Toying with you?
His questioning voice had a somewhat hint of ridicule. Na-Yool answered bluntly without looking back at him.
Yes.
A rag was not enough, now youre treating me like trash.
Does it matter? All people can be trashy in some ways.
Thats true. But I dont remember toying with you, you see.
Think again. There are so many memories of it, you may have forgotten.
Impossible. My brain is perfect.
Such a snob
I know.
With such a boastful personality, Na-Yool wondered how there could be anything Si-Jin knows shit about. She let out a short sigh and continued.
It does not take much to toy with people. It is not just about messing with them, hurting them, mocking them, and tantly acting like human trash For example, that is, something like mentioning sex too, Mr. President, you always
She gave a quick nce towards Si-Jin, only to see him arms-crossed, like waiting for her to go on. Her mouth went dry.
you always act like there is a little something more.
His gaze seemed to ask, A little something more where, to what?. Na-Yool carefully turned her face to face him. He had a very indifferent expression.
What are you criticizing about my attitude?
We already drew a line between us. You keep crossing that line little by little, but to me, it seems to be intentional. To make me misunderstand things, to throw me off guard. I am not saying that you have special feelings for me. It cannot be such a thing. But unless you are deliberately trying to make fun of me
When did we draw it?
What?
That line. He asked in a stern tone, ignoring all other words.
From the beginning, since I said I would hate dating you. Na-Yool answered as she felt wronged. Had he not agreed so himself? (T/N: cf. chapter 30, if you dont remember that dialogue)
So you cant even have a meal with me?
This might bemon for you Mr. President, and you might not attach much importance to it but?
Youre jealous again.
. . . In any case, you dont seem to think much of it anyway, but I have no tolerance at all for such things. You might be fine with crossing over the line and going back and forth of its sides as you please, but in my case, once I cross it, I cannote back the other way as if nothing happened.
Youre talking like our line is well-established, but isnt it just having sex?
That alone is my bottom line. Even now, all my lifelong-umtedmon sense is shattered, and I am barely holding on. I cant cope with any more than that.
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She cannot let him toy even with her emotions. In Na-Yools opinion, that was several times a greater deal than sleeping with him. But was this carnal rtionship easy? The more she pondered it, the more she was at loss.
But more than that burden, she feared worse suffering.
Anyway, you cant erase what happened.
Si-Jins answer was immediate. At first nce, his face seemed grim, but as if it had been a fleeting illusion, his eyes were staring at Na-Yool without agitation.
Whether I get brattier from this point or not,
..
Whether I do more to you or not,
If youre thinking of going back to before where nothing had happened, its toote.
His words were troublesome. This facial expression of his was troublesome. How could he not know? He, who could attract people just by staying still, why was he confusing her that way?
Na-Yool bit the inside of her lip.
Right now, I can at least pretend I know nothing. Pretend I am feelingfortable even though I am not, and pretend that nothing happened.
Once this brief rtionship was over, Na-Yool was confident she could do so. Because he would too, even better than her. So she would catch up with him, even if out of stubbornness. If all of what was left between them now was just this, she would.
That much I can do.
And cant ept no more than just having sex?
Yes. You might be okay with more than that, but I am not.
Did I scare you? Si-Jin suddenly asked.
For a moment Na-Yool did not know how to answer and kept looking at Si-Jin with slightly anxious eyes. He asked again.
Im asking you what youre so afraid of.
What could she possibly answer? Thathewas scary? That she was scared to really fall for him? That she feared that even after this rtionship ends, she woulde back to that time 2 years ago when just a word from him was enough to shake her naive heart? And that even though she knew it would end someday, she was still looking forward to each of his expressions, to every single nce from him Would he understand even a slightest bit the fear that she might get stuck in a perpetual remembrance of these moments?
Sleeping around with Si-Jin like this was already too big of a gamble. If shepared her feelings to a pit, she would always want to retract her feet before she would even dip them into the depths. All she had learned as she grew older was to y it safe earlier on before she suffered.
A moderate dating rtionship carried with moderate loving feelings towards her partner. A rtionship without fluttering nor crazy love. As she matured, Na-Yool had always had such rtionships. Because she knew that, in her childhood, even a sprouting unrequited love had made her every day suffocatingly painful.
She hated that moment which made her act different. Those days when that kid would appear in every thought all day long. It felt like her head was controlled by someone other than herself. Like a one-sided control, since her love interest did not love her back, and she just felt powerless. It might have been that helplessness that she hated.
As she had not felt this way again since then, Na-Yool ironically considered such genuine longing for someone as the emblem of her immature youth. Just thinking about it made her feel like she was caught up in a childish and inexperienced period. She shook her head.
I am not afraid. And you did not scare me either.
But it looks like that.
Not at all. For real.
I just want to be careful. Of anything more.
He did not need to know. Never.
Si-Jin stared into Na-Yools eyes with a strange gaze, and abruptly got up. The nerve-wracking lingering atmosphere disappeared in an instant.
Will you have coffee?
Sorry?
Latte?
Ah, yes.
Na-Yool was a bit perplexed at Si-Jins natural demeanor. To wonder how and why he would remember her personal tastes was precisely a repetition of her pathetic youth ? in how she did not naturally conclude he probably idently remembered hearing it somewhere, but instead expected that it held a very special meaning.
Such thoughts would soon nurture her imagination towards making her feel special in his eyes. And if she crossed the line, she would irreversibly end up thinking about it all day long.
Chapter 66
Chapter 66
Na-Yool absentmindedly stared at Si-Jins wide back, herself unaware of it, then lowered her gaze feigning indifference. His food, his dining table Indeed, this ce was full of danger. She focused on listening to the washing machine running from afar and decided it would be better to get out of this ce as soon as the sound stopped.
Her spoon resumed rattling. She was slowly chewing on the remaining rice when, shortly after, Si-Jin came back with 2 white mugs. A ceramic mug without a single pattern, spotless and neat like his personality, was ced in front of Na-Yool. The scent of coffee filled the tip of her nose.
Are you dating Lee Seung-Jae?
What?
You said that you can only eat when youre dating. Since youre a pure and innocent maiden.
Si-Jin smirked and pointed out with an ambiguously cynical tone.
What does it have to do with anything?
You didnt sleep with Lee Seung-Jae, you didnt sleep at his house either, and you did not wake up and have a meal together, so its okay.
Seung-Jae is my coworker.
So am I, no?
Could he get more shameless than trying to put himself on equal footing with Seung-Jae while putting on his unique boss-worthy egomaniac smugness?
If youre fine with Lee Seung-Jae, then youre fine with me too. Unless youre particrly interested in toying with your subordinate.
Who is toying with who
You said confusing people was the same as toying with them. Look at Lee Seung-Jaes face.
I see it every day, even if I do not want to. Not only are our desks facing each other, but it also is just the two of us since staff iscking, thanks to you.
But thanks to me you make a lot of money, dont you? Si-Jin shrugged. So next time you go to work, take a good look. Look at that bastard losing his head in confusion every day.
Thats why you have no right to say that to me. Who prettilyid beneath me from morning until now? How scandalous. Arentyouthe one ying with me?
Who do you thinkid me there to begin with! Na-Yool cried out in shock.
You drove me crazy with desire, acted cute, then spoiled my mood with a few words Im confused too. Isnt it your fault?
Forget about that and think about who caused such confusion in the first ce.
Anyway, weve slept around a few times already. That alone seems to have broken half of your principles.
So stop being so fixed on it. Nothing big is going to happen just because we ate a meal face to face.
Sure, nothing big would happen. There was no way he did not know the problem was not the meal itself. Nor that he did not know how different the situation now waspared to when he said he only wanted her body. She had no idea what he was thinking. Nothing had been explicitly confirmed, yet if she were to entertain the crazy idea on her own that there was something more between them, how would he see her? What would happen if she troubled him, who hated troublesome things?
Its not like you would fall for me because I made food for you either. Si-Jin said conclusively. The words gave Na-Yool a strange relief, and she subconsciously nodded.
Indeed. I would not fall for you.
Right.
Yes. At least, nothing such as that.
Na-Yool did not realize at all how her words caused Si-Jins face to twist into an annoyed expression. She was diligently scooping more when he suddenly said:
Now that youve been well fed, Im sure you will survive two more rounds?
?
Sex. You can bear it a few more times, right?
Hm?
Huh?
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Her bewildered gaze and his extremely calctive one collided in the air.
Im asking if eating helps with your stamina. In general.
We are eating, yet why se-How can you keep mentioning sex, making me lose my appetite!Na-Yool silently muttered, unable to let the words out. A rotten expression crossed her face.
Now that you have eaten enough, its fine if yourecking some.
I will be the judge of that.
Because I will feed your lower mouth its fill too anyway.
So dirty, really!
Right when Si-Jin stood up, Na-Yool brutally put her spoon down and bolted towards the sound of the washing machine.. But her breakout attempt was over after only a few steps. Just as she reached the living room, Si-Jin was already lightly holding her close by the waist with one hand.
I will find my clothes and go home!
If you cant find it, you cant go.
You washed them on purpose! Didnt you!
Think as you want. he replied aloofly.
Na-Yool thought he would inevitably head for the sofa, but instead, heid her back against the cold low table. He grinned and whispered in a low voice.
I dont think you can get out of here until your clothes are dry.
Na-Yools legs got spread apart. Just as she mentally cursed his craziness, Si-Jins lips came in contact. The strength in her fingertips employed to push him away wore out.
Chapter 16 C Sunday morning 5:20 a.m.
It was a time when even the daytime tasks seemed daunting. Na-Yool nced at the screen of her cellphone on which the date had already changed to Sunday before she knew it, then stared for a moment at the ceiling in a dreary mood.
Her clothes must have been left aside for more than a half-day after they finished drying in the washing machine, but she could not put a single one on again.
Ipletely lost it
Even if she got caught up in Si-Jins pace, how could she to that extent! She could not bear to watch him confidently return to bed, only wearing his training pants to cover his lower half.
Laying on the bed, his muscr upper body was exquisitely exposed naked, but Na-Yool looked away without regret. She had seen his body enough to get sick of it, so there was nothing to regret. They had just done it once more, and all she had was a nket to cover her stark-naked body.
She could not count how many times they did it. After she got savagely pinned once on the table, Na-Yool had then fallen asleep the whole time and, when she had opened her eyes, her gaze had crossed with Si-Jins expecting one. Like a signal, another round had started. And Na-Yool, moaning sweetly as sheid beneath him half-conscious, had dozed off before even the deed was done for good.
These events had then repeated themselves, even so easily. Through her fuzzy memory, she seemed to remember Si-Jin had washed her once again in the bathroom, but she was not sure.
Sleep more. I will wake you up in the morning. said Si-Jin sternly without looking back at her. Na-Yool answered with a frown.
I had way too much sleep.
You mean you want to go for another round, then?
I had even more than enough of that.
Then sleep more.
Was there a need to, though? The first bus would soon start running anyway
Anxious Si-Jin might soon switch to his lewd self, she decided it was for the best to quickly find dry clothes to wear and leave this ce.
But as if he had read her mind, Si-Jin added:
Once youre up, I wonty a finger on you and obediently take you home, so stop nervously twitching your eyes like this.
Na-Yool stayed silent as she licked her lips without a sound. All this time, Si-Jin had yet not looked her way.
Still in a sluggish mood, Na-Yool set aside her phone that she was holding. While lying back down on the bed, her gaze remained fixed on Si-Jins own phone held in his hand, ncing at the screen. It made no doubt that it was work-rted. She could tell because all the screen disyed each time it came into her view were mails about draft proposals and the likes.
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