Chapter 41 – Mad Bitch Has a Club (3)

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If a woman who is among the five most beautiful women she has ever seen in her life seduces her in underwear, there will be no man who will not seduce him unless he is a eunuch or a gay man.

Even so, the reason she was able to not succumb to temptation was the intensity of the first meeting… Because of the memory that was more dizzy than exhaustion.

“When you say nice things, wear clothes.”
“No.”
“I’m going.”
“Ah Okay! Got it!”

I pout my lips and put on clothes… Why are you wearing it in front of me?
Her hips stand out because she leans down to put on her pants.

‘I think I ate some panties… ‘

Fuck.
Driving me crazy.

Crossing her legs, she naturally leaned forward, pretending to rest her chin on the table.

“It’s uncomfortable because I haven’t changed the furniture there yet.”
“It’s okay.”
“The chair is uncomfortable? Let’s go over there.”
“No. I like this place.”
“It’s more comfortable over there—”
“No!! It should be here.”
“What is it really. Annoying.”

While grumbling at the stern answer that leaves no room for room, the madman sitting across from me proudly crosses his arms.

“So… Oh, wait. First of all, this.”

Just in case.
When I took out my cell phone and ran the recording app, I was puzzled.

“You can say Me Too or something again.”
“Oh, no.”
“Yeah~ I don’t believe it.”
“It’s true.”

He blurted out the end of his words vaguely, as if he had been stung by the map.
I put the phone with the recording application running on the table and had them repeat my words the same way.

“From now on, follow what I say.”
“Why me?”
“Shall we just go?”
“Shall we just go?”
“No, not this one!”
“No, not this.”
“Do you want to go back?”
“No.”

I’m a bit upset, but I calm down when I think of Apple’s products. This is financial therapy.

“Me… “
“Me?”

… What was his name?
Did you tell me your name in the first place?

“What was your name?”
“… O’Haryn.”
“Okay, O’Haryn. I, Harin Oh, declare that I am only talking to Minjun Hong and there is absolutely no coercion.”

I played it back to see if the recording was right, and then I got to the point.

“So what? Why can’t you give me a gift like this?”
“Why do you ask me to give it to you?”

What kind of bluntness is he a passive?

“I’m not kidding, I’m really curious.”
“I don’t know.”
“It’s okay, so let me know. Huh? I want to know what you are thinking.”
“…….”

Oh, it seems like something is possible.
I decided to try to calm down a little more.

“I really don’t know. Why? We’re not even good friends I don’t know why, so I feel uncomfortable even if I accept it.”
“… Because it is not.”
“Yes? What?”
“Because it’s not a good relationship… “

It was frustrating for her to say that and only wiggle her fingers, but she calmly decided to wait.
If you have to hurry up and tickle again, you won’t get a proper answer.

“So a present… “
“Yes. Is that why you gave me a gift?”
“Yes.”
“Why is it a gift? Shouldn’t you apologize first?”
“Puppy, no, Kim Ha-yeon said that. I’m angry, but gifts are the best.”
“…….”

Didn’t you just say it was a doggie?
No, it’s more financial therapy than that. Isn’t that too snobbish? If it’s like Hayeon noona, I think it’s like Hayeon noona… This bad tempered bitch believed what Ha-yeon noona said?

“Really. So I prepared a lot of things you like….”

Looking at Oh Harin, who continued her words while looking at her eyes, Hayeon remembers that her sister asked her about insignificant things. I wondered why she even asked such a thing, but was this the reason?

“Yeah, so I practiced this too!!”

I was just lost in her thoughts, but she must have misunderstood, her twitching fingers got faster and faster, and soon Oh Harin jumped up and ran to the refrigerator.
She is watching, this time she wants something, so she opens the bottom of the refrigerator, she opens the box.

‘What kind of guy’s cucumber is like that… ?’

Pile of cucumbers filling the refrigerator box.
Oh Harin, who was meticulously examining each one to see what the difference was, chose one of hers and headed to her sink.

At this point, she wonders what she’s going to do again.
Shoot Aah, she turned on the water to wash the cucumbers, but she soaked a sponge with detergent and wiped it away.

“Hey what are you doing?”
“Are you washing the cucumbers?”
“But why pong pong?”
“It will go into your mouth, so it must be clean.”
“You can only wash with water, do you really have to go that far?”
“Then do you only wash your dishes with water?”
“… Is that so?”

It’s plausible otherwise.
Because the dishes are also washed with detergent.

The guy who wiped the cucumbers needlessly diligently picked up a knife this time and carefully began to peel them.

‘I really can’t cut it.’

Are you peeling the skin or peeling the cucumber?

‘But if you’re going to peel the skin anyway, you don’t even need a pompom, do you?’

However, because I was shaving too hard, I didn’t get it out of my mouth.
After whining for a long time, he proudly returned with a cucumber that had almost been shrunk in half.

“So what is that again?”
“Take a good look. I practiced every day.”

The guy smiled triumphantly and immediately started licking the shrunken cucumber. Licking the tip of his tongue with the tip of his tongue… Isn’t this strange to me? Come to think of it, it seems that the tip of the cucumber is strangely sculpted like a glans.

The guy who had been doing that a few times put it in his mouth and started sucking on the other side.

“What are you doing?”
“… Uh?”
“What are you doing?”
“Peck. He said he likes this.”
“… Just in case, just in case, I’m asking.”

Just in case, I paused the recording function for a while and asked.

“You didn’t practice sucking on that, did you?”
“Right?”
“Then there is. Let me ask you one last thing. What are you sucking on?”
“Your cock.”
“Oh fuck.”

I hoped.
Hayeon’s older sister… What the hell were you doing

I was speechless and looked at him when he suddenly crawled under the table.
This is a car I want to do again, the touch I feel in my pants.

“…What are you doing?”
“Take it off.”
“You’re kidding, right?”
“Profit! Take it off quickly!”

While arguing with a madman who grabbed the hem of his trousers, he fell over on the back of a chair.

* * *

When did I fall asleep
No, why does my head hurt so much…

As I frown on my brittle hair, I hear a strange sound.

“Sobbing. Whoops.”

Crying sound?
And when the woman’s cries made my hair grow soft, I opened my eyes.

“Huh, I’m sorry.”

The mad bitch, no, Oh Harin’s tear-stained face came into view.

“… What is it?”

Gathering together the unconnected memories… I think I lost my mind for a while when I fell.
Fainting I’m experiencing this for the first time in my life.

“Threats and fainting. Being with you, I have all these experiences in my life.”

I was dumbfounded, so I said that, and the guy who was sniffing with swollen eyes opened the faucet again.

“Aww, I’m sorry!”

I managed to calm him down by saying it was a joke or a joke to the guy who buried his face and cried out loud.

‘Oh runny nose….’

My head is pounding from the long runny nose from my chest.

“Cool. Are you really forgiving?”
“That, gram. Of course. So once… Let’s have fun huh!”

* * *

I’ve been alone since childhood.
Dad is busy. Her mother has never even seen her face.

Young Harin was alone.
Only a big house like a palace is the world of young Harin. Going out of her house was strictly controlled, and Harin’s only conversation partners were the ladies who did the housework and the teacher who taught her studies, and sometimes… Only my dad who visits very occasionally.

The large house that felt like a palace gradually turned into a cramped prison.
The young Harin, who used to peep at the outside world on her computer, TV, and cell phone, no longer had fun in swimming pools, bathhouses, playgrounds, or playrooms.

It’s too much to stay at home waiting for her father who comes very rarely… It was so frustrating.
She was young Harin, she saw on the computer, on TV, and on her cell phone. She wanted to go to school and make friends with her.

As Harin’s confinement grew, her doctor came to visit her more often, and she gave her medicine from a certain point on.

It is convenient to take medicine.
Frustration disappears, irritation, sadness, and longing disappear. You can also sleep soundly.

As the amount of food she ate increased, her father often visited her.
The medicine is good, and it’s nice to be able to see her dad often.
Little Harin was happy, but her dad didn’t seem happy.

On her 8th birthday, when she woke up.
Her father was sitting by the bed.

Little Harin was happy.
Her father stroked her little Harin’s hair and said he had a present for her.

A white, fluffy puppy.
Doggie was young Harin’s only friend.

Little Harin was no longer lonely.
Because there was a monkey.

She stopped taking medicine for some time, and the frustrating pool, bathhouse, playground, and playroom felt enjoyable again.

She was still curious about the outside world she saw on her computer, on TV, and on her cell phone, but Harin could bear it.

She is 20 years old.
When she was young Harin was no longer young. She and her longtime doggie died not too long ago.

Her father said
She said now that she doesn’t have to live in hiding anymore. She said she could live to her heart’s content.

Harin laughed.
No, did she cry? Not. She laughed and cried she cried and laughed

Harin’s world has expanded.
She can freely wander around the outside world, which she used to see only through the window, or walk down a street full of people.

She can learn to drive and travel to her heart’s content, and she can meet and chat with people.
Things I only saw in videos, books, and cartoons.

But that’s all.
That was all.

Harin was still alone.

* * *

“I see. So Doggie… No, she was trying to find her friend.”
“Yes.”
“Yes, you wanted to be friends with me.”

Even I, a cold city man, feel weak when I hear a sad story like this.
Even though the first meeting with her was like a beggar, there is nothing that can’t be friends.

It’s not because I have a pretty face, a great body, or a lot of money.

“Not really.”
“…No? Then what is it?”
“…Want.”
“What? I can’t hear you.”

She drew closer to the small whispering voice.
Her eyes were swollen, and the guy sniffing her nose and staring at her was surprisingly cute.

“I want to have sex.”

… Yeah?