Ki Tae-jeong chuckled.
“What did you do? That thing?”
“Yes? Yes… I make the drugs and give injections. It’s not as impressive as you think, though…”
Lee Sehwa trailed off. He emphasized several times that it was nothing more than a crude trick learned to survive and that it was by no means a plausible strategy.
“Really? Then try it. Once.”
The spiteful command came out because he was curious whether Lee Sehwa was doing this on purpose. If choosing the words “that thing” like that and opening his eyes like that was an unintended habit… then it was necessary to fix it. After all, if Lieutenant Park found out and other men’s semen came inside him, it would be troublesome.
“To the director? Did you do… drugs?”
“No. First, wash up and come out.”
Still, when Ki Tae-jeong patted Sehwa’s butt and told him not to take out the semen but to keep it inside until the end, his redness spread out as if he had poured flower water all over his white body. It was pink all the way to the soles of his feet. It felt like jelly or pudding when touched, but… this body had stabbed and killed people?
“Hmm. Now that I think about it, I haven’t done what I wanted, which is you sitting on my face?”
“B-but…!”
Hadn’t he done everything? Sehwa, who suddenly stood up, seemed surprised by the sensation of the semen flowing from behind and froze in an awkward posture.
“I’ll check later, so make sure you’re tightening your hole properly. If you don’t want to be beaten.”
It was quite cute to see such an idiot urgently putting his hand to his butt while hearing a stern voice.
Sehwa had no choice but to put on only a gown over his naked body and walk out of the bathroom. He wasn’t even given slippers, so he was barefoot. While Ki Tae-jeong and the other men behind him were neatly dressed in suits, Sehwa was the only one in a disheveled state.
“Babe. I don’t like it when you lose your composure during sex. I don’t like it when you look slutty, even when we’re not having sex.”
Ki Tae-jeong scolded Sehwa as he stared at him blankly.
Then you should have given me clothes. Sehwa muttered to himself and tightly tied the waistband. Ki Tae-jeong held a cigar in his mouth and lit it with a match. He knew that lighting a cigar was different from lighting regular cigarettes. Among them, people who insisted on using special matches instead of lighters were usually considered perverts… but now it seemed that wasn’t necessarily a prejudice.
“Since you’re going to give me drugs anyway, don’t think about anything else and do what you usually do.”
“Yes. But as I said before…”
He was about to emphasize once again that it was a truly inferior method, but Ki Tae-jeong exhaled a long puff of smoke with an indifferent expression. If he made one more excuse, he felt like Ki Tae-jeong would put the lit cigarette in his mouth. Sehwa meekly bit his lip and sat down on the sofa.
“But does Lieutenant Kim know too? How you manage the guests?”
“Yes. Because that person was a real customer. Actually, I didn’t know he was a lieutenant at first. I thought he was just a high-ranking person with good connections…”
Ki Tae-jeong chuckled and raised an eyebrow when Sehwa spoke with a wry smile. He glanced at the man, who had suddenly appeared like a bullet. Sehwa briefly checked the man, or rather everyone standing behind him. Lieutenant Park wasn’t there… and the men who had poured water on him on the first day were nowhere to be seen. Had Ki Tae-jeong really done something terrible to their eyes or tongues to stop them from talking?
He couldn’t tell the difference on the outside or on their tongues, but when he turned his head after a pointless examination, Ki Tae-jeong was staring at him with an expressionless face. Sehwa almost bit his tongue out of surprise. Sehwa thought Ki Tae-jeong was looking off into the distance while smoking a cigar, but it seemed that he had been watching only him from the beginning. When Sehwa smiled awkwardly, Ki Tae-jeong raised one eyebrow as if he was seeing something strange. Then, he made a mischievous expression and asked, ‘Are you tightening it well?’ Crazy guy.
According to Ki Tae-jeong, the sex that was said to be very generous left a deep mark on Sehwa. Even though the crude language and club-like penis that didn’t match his handsome face were enough to hurt Sehwa. However, what hurt Sehwa the most was the marriage talk that Ki Tae-jeong had unconsciously muttered.
It was the first time he had peeked into Ki Tae-jeong’s inner thoughts without calculation. Ki Tae-jeong said that he didn’t want to be bothered and wanted to see the stomachs of the higher-ups turned inside out. Hearing those words made it clear to him how insignificant he was in Ki Tae-jeong’s eyes. A lower class who could be conveniently used and discarded. Sehwa felt ashamed and miserable lying with his legs spread out and semen flowing down under someone who treated him like that. It even happened because Sehwa himself stupidly fell for a trick he pulled out.
But looking at it in a positive light, it wasn’t entirely fruitless. Ki Tae-jeong also had superiors he couldn’t defy. Considering Ki Tae-jeong’s personality, even a high-ranking official or even the head of state might be irritated, but given that they have not done anything yet, Sehwa wondered if he made a loyalty pledge in exchange for his high-ranking position.
Whether it was an order from above or a desire to stand out, it was undoubtedly a situation where Ki Tae-jeong had to capture Lieutenant Kim. In that case, Sehwa’s assistance was definitely needed. That was it. Despite the proposal he had made, Ki Tae-jeong still insisted on having sex with him. Now, the only thing Sehwa could trust were objective facts, not Ki Tae-jeong’s words or intentions.
“Babe.”
Sehwa patted his cheek, trying to cheer himself up, but Ki Tae-jeong called out to him as if he was bored. It was a warning not to lose focus and just do what was ordered.
“I will do it now. But this person already knows everything. What I’m going to do.”
“Your customer probably had a rough idea. Even if he didn’t know everything.”
“I didn’t kill them all…”
“I asked you to act cute, not be arrogant.”
Sehwa calmly lowered his eyes. “Sit here,” he said, inviting the man to sit across from him. The man stiffly walked over and sat down. He placed his clenched hands on his knees and straightened his back. He was angled in such a way that it was impossible to tell he wasn’t a soldier. Probably due to the scary superior officer standing behind him.
“Can you show me your wallet?”
At Sehwa’s unexpected request, the man turned to look at Ki Tae-jeong. He only exhaled smoke without saying anything. It was permission.
“It’s prepaid.”
Sehwa took out all the cash from his wallet. At the same time, he took a peek at a suspiciously shiny object. He didn’t know if it was a card or an ID, but it must be important enough to bring it all the way here. Sehwa shoved the money and card into the pocket of his robe, pretending not to realize how much it was.
“Originally, I wouldn’t make it with this money. You have to set aside the cost of the syringe separately… But since it’s the first time, I’ll do it for free today. Please come back later.”
He didn’t need to make this comment, but he thought Ki-tae-jung would find it amusing, so he blurted it out. Sehwa rubbed his hands together before starting. He wanted to show that he wasn’t hiding anything.
“I’ll go with something more like sleeping pills than drugs.”
The man didn’t even respond. He seemed dissatisfied with the situation. Well, being dragged to a House outside the castle and becoming an experimental subject must have been annoying. Well, Sehwa was used to. After all, the more they looked down on him, the easier it was to manipulate them…, ah…
“…Ah, I’m sorry. I was just calculating. I’ll continue.”
Sehwa, who was grumbling silently, thought that maybe Ki Tae-jeong knew all about his subordinate’s tendencies and chose him. Sehwa thought about the earlier remark about how it’s easier when dealing with an opponent who becomes complacent and underestimates him. Did he select someone who would fit the criteria as closely as possible?
“It’s a little different for each person, but you’ll start feeling drowsy and fall asleep right away.”
Sehwa tucked his disheveled hair behind his ears and asked the man, who was staring blankly for assistance.
”Could you tear this open for me? Since it’s a new item, you should check it yourself.”
Pulling the upper part of the plastic bag tightly to create a space, the man inserted a small knife he had with him. Even when splitting the piggy bank belly, he seemed more considerate than expected.
“Oh, while you’re helping, could you do this too?”
Sehwa pointed to a patch hanging loosely around his neck without any hesitation.
“I thought I would make a mistake if I had this when making medicine.”
Ki Tae-jeong, who was watching from behind, raised the cigarette he had been puffing on in a holder. It seemed like he was going to come over and take it off himself. Sehwa hesitated for a moment but then glanced at the man sitting in front of him with a firm gaze.
“I’m talking to that customer right now.”
The corners of Ki Tae-jeong’s eyes twitched slightly. What emotions were brewing within him? Ki Tae-jeong was curious, but in his current drowsy state, he couldn’t properly discern his feelings.
“Please let the customer do it, not the Director.”
However, to move on to the next step, he needed the man in front of him, not Ki Tae-jeong. That man had to come closer to him for this simulation to be successful.
Ki Tae-jeong chuckled.
“What did you do? That thing?”
“Yes? Yes… I make the drugs and give injections. It’s not as impressive as you think, though…”
Lee Sehwa trailed off. He emphasized several times that it was nothing more than a crude trick learned to survive and that it was by no means a plausible strategy.
“Really? Then try it. Once.”
The spiteful command came out because he was curious whether Lee Sehwa was doing this on purpose. If choosing the words “that thing” like that and opening his eyes like that was an unintended habit… then it was necessary to fix it. After all, if Lieutenant Park found out and other men’s semen came inside him, it would be troublesome.
“To the director? Did you do… drugs?”
“No. First, wash up and come out.”
Still, when Ki Tae-jeong patted Sehwa’s butt and told him not to take out the semen but to keep it inside until the end, his redness spread out as if he had poured flower water all over his white body. It was pink all the way to the soles of his feet. It felt like jelly or pudding when touched, but… this body had stabbed and killed people?
“Hmm. Now that I think about it, I haven’t done what I wanted, which is you sitting on my face?”
“B-but…!”
Hadn’t he done everything? Sehwa, who suddenly stood up, seemed surprised by the sensation of the semen flowing from behind and froze in an awkward posture.
“I’ll check later, so make sure you’re tightening your hole properly. If you don’t want to be beaten.”
It was quite cute to see such an idiot urgently putting his hand to his butt while hearing a stern voice.
Sehwa had no choice but to put on only a gown over his naked body and walk out of the bathroom. He wasn’t even given slippers, so he was barefoot. While Ki Tae-jeong and the other men behind him were neatly dressed in suits, Sehwa was the only one in a disheveled state.
“Babe. I don’t like it when you lose your composure during sex. I don’t like it when you look slutty, even when we’re not having sex.”
Ki Tae-jeong scolded Sehwa as he stared at him blankly.
Then you should have given me clothes. Sehwa muttered to himself and tightly tied the waistband. Ki Tae-jeong held a cigar in his mouth and lit it with a match. He knew that lighting a cigar was different from lighting regular cigarettes. Among them, people who insisted on using special matches instead of lighters were usually considered perverts… but now it seemed that wasn’t necessarily a prejudice.
“Since you’re going to give me drugs anyway, don’t think about anything else and do what you usually do.”
“Yes. But as I said before…”
He was about to emphasize once again that it was a truly inferior method, but Ki Tae-jeong exhaled a long puff of smoke with an indifferent expression. If he made one more excuse, he felt like Ki Tae-jeong would put the lit cigarette in his mouth. Sehwa meekly bit his lip and sat down on the sofa.
“But does Lieutenant Kim know too? How you manage the guests?”
“Yes. Because that person was a real customer. Actually, I didn’t know he was a lieutenant at first. I thought he was just a high-ranking person with good connections…”
Ki Tae-jeong chuckled and raised an eyebrow when Sehwa spoke with a wry smile. He glanced at the man, who had suddenly appeared like a bullet. Sehwa briefly checked the man, or rather everyone standing behind him. Lieutenant Park wasn’t there… and the men who had poured water on him on the first day were nowhere to be seen. Had Ki Tae-jeong really done something terrible to their eyes or tongues to stop them from talking?
He couldn’t tell the difference on the outside or on their tongues, but when he turned his head after a pointless examination, Ki Tae-jeong was staring at him with an expressionless face. Sehwa almost bit his tongue out of surprise. Sehwa thought Ki Tae-jeong was looking off into the distance while smoking a cigar, but it seemed that he had been watching only him from the beginning. When Sehwa smiled awkwardly, Ki Tae-jeong raised one eyebrow as if he was seeing something strange. Then, he made a mischievous expression and asked, ‘Are you tightening it well?’ Crazy guy.
According to Ki Tae-jeong, the sex that was said to be very generous left a deep mark on Sehwa. Even though the crude language and club-like penis that didn’t match his handsome face were enough to hurt Sehwa. However, what hurt Sehwa the most was the marriage talk that Ki Tae-jeong had unconsciously muttered.
It was the first time he had peeked into Ki Tae-jeong’s inner thoughts without calculation. Ki Tae-jeong said that he didn’t want to be bothered and wanted to see the stomachs of the higher-ups turned inside out. Hearing those words made it clear to him how insignificant he was in Ki Tae-jeong’s eyes. A lower class who could be conveniently used and discarded. Sehwa felt ashamed and miserable lying with his legs spread out and semen flowing down under someone who treated him like that. It even happened because Sehwa himself stupidly fell for a trick he pulled out.
But looking at it in a positive light, it wasn’t entirely fruitless. Ki Tae-jeong also had superiors he couldn’t defy. Considering Ki Tae-jeong’s personality, even a high-ranking official or even the head of state might be irritated, but given that they have not done anything yet, Sehwa wondered if he made a loyalty pledge in exchange for his high-ranking position.
Whether it was an order from above or a desire to stand out, it was undoubtedly a situation where Ki Tae-jeong had to capture Lieutenant Kim. In that case, Sehwa’s assistance was definitely needed. That was it. Despite the proposal he had made, Ki Tae-jeong still insisted on having sex with him. Now, the only thing Sehwa could trust were objective facts, not Ki Tae-jeong’s words or intentions.
“Babe.”
Sehwa patted his cheek, trying to cheer himself up, but Ki Tae-jeong called out to him as if he was bored. It was a warning not to lose focus and just do what was ordered.
“I will do it now. But this person already knows everything. What I’m going to do.”
“Your customer probably had a rough idea. Even if he didn’t know everything.”
“I didn’t kill them all…”
“I asked you to act cute, not be arrogant.”
Sehwa calmly lowered his eyes. “Sit here,” he said, inviting the man to sit across from him. The man stiffly walked over and sat down. He placed his clenched hands on his knees and straightened his back. He was angled in such a way that it was impossible to tell he wasn’t a soldier. Probably due to the scary superior officer standing behind him.
“Can you show me your wallet?”
At Sehwa’s unexpected request, the man turned to look at Ki Tae-jeong. He only exhaled smoke without saying anything. It was permission.
“It’s prepaid.”
Sehwa took out all the cash from his wallet. At the same time, he took a peek at a suspiciously shiny object. He didn’t know if it was a card or an ID, but it must be important enough to bring it all the way here. Sehwa shoved the money and card into the pocket of his robe, pretending not to realize how much it was.
“Originally, I wouldn’t make it with this money. You have to set aside the cost of the syringe separately… But since it’s the first time, I’ll do it for free today. Please come back later.”
He didn’t need to make this comment, but he thought Ki-tae-jung would find it amusing, so he blurted it out. Sehwa rubbed his hands together before starting. He wanted to show that he wasn’t hiding anything.
“I’ll go with something more like sleeping pills than drugs.”
The man didn’t even respond. He seemed dissatisfied with the situation. Well, being dragged to a House outside the castle and becoming an experimental subject must have been annoying. Well, Sehwa was used to. After all, the more they looked down on him, the easier it was to manipulate them…, ah…
“…Ah, I’m sorry. I was just calculating. I’ll continue.”
Sehwa, who was grumbling silently, thought that maybe Ki Tae-jeong knew all about his subordinate’s tendencies and chose him. Sehwa thought about the earlier remark about how it’s easier when dealing with an opponent who becomes complacent and underestimates him. Did he select someone who would fit the criteria as closely as possible?
“It’s a little different for each person, but you’ll start feeling drowsy and fall asleep right away.”
Sehwa tucked his disheveled hair behind his ears and asked the man, who was staring blankly for assistance.
”Could you tear this open for me? Since it’s a new item, you should check it yourself.”
Pulling the upper part of the plastic bag tightly to create a space, the man inserted a small knife he had with him. Even when splitting the piggy bank belly, he seemed more considerate than expected.
“Oh, while you’re helping, could you do this too?”
Sehwa pointed to a patch hanging loosely around his neck without any hesitation.
“I thought I would make a mistake if I had this when making medicine.”
Ki Tae-jeong, who was watching from behind, raised the cigarette he had been puffing on in a holder. It seemed like he was going to come over and take it off himself. Sehwa hesitated for a moment but then glanced at the man sitting in front of him with a firm gaze.
“I’m talking to that customer right now.”
The corners of Ki Tae-jeong’s eyes twitched slightly. What emotions were brewing within him? Ki Tae-jeong was curious, but in his current drowsy state, he couldn’t properly discern his feelings.
“Please let the customer do it, not the Director.”
However, to move on to the next step, he needed the man in front of him, not Ki Tae-jeong. That man had to come closer to him for this simulation to be successful.
