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A shocking troublemaker had arrived.
At the worst possible mont.
“Wait, why are you...?”
“What do you an, why, you little shit? I ca to teach a cocky brat a lesson~.”
Go Minji strode forward while looking at and Go Hayan, sizing us both up.
But she lingered on Go Hayan.
"Pfft!"
"..."
Then, she laughed.
With mockery dripping from her tone, she pointed at Go Hayan.
"In this freezing winter... Wow. That outfit, huh?"
"...Shut up."
Go Hayan, as if facing her sworn enemy, flushed red and folded her arms, trying to cover her exposed skin.
But with a dress that revealing and her chest that size, it was a futile effort.
"Seriously, what the hell are you wearing to et your younger brother?"
Well.
She kinda had a point.
Go Hayan’s outfit...
Yeah. Even in the peak of sumr, it would’ve been risky.
She was wearing a dress straight out of a high-society gala.
But despite Go Minji’s criticism, Go Hayan remained relatively composed.
She couldn’t hide the redness in her cheeks, but she wasn’t about to let it show in front of Go Minji.
"I simply followed the designated dress code."
“Oh? Is that so? And here I thought you were in heat just from eting your little brother~.”
"In h-...! Y-you...! And what about you? What the hell are you wearing? A peasant?"
“What’s with that discriminatory remark? In this glorious democratic nation of Korea that champions freedom and equality? Honestly, you’re the most prejudiced one among us, Hayan. I’m mild compared to you.”
"Better than being vulgar like you."
Go Minji grinned and raised her hand.
That middle finger—her signature move.
"This is all you ever have to say. Every damn ti. If you're out of argunts, just go. Co back later if you must. Unlike you, we have a business eting to conduct."
"Business?"
Go Minji closed in, tracing her finger down Go Hayan’s cleavage.
Go Hayan flinched, but she must’ve thought that backing away would be admitting defeat because she stood her ground.
"You're telling ... you're holding a business eting... in this outfit?"
"I already told you. It's a dress code."
"Not a heat code?"
"Ha..."
Go Hayan grabbed Go Minji’s wrist, gripping it tightly.
Go Minji's brows twitched for a split second.
"Know your limits."
"The only thing that needs to know its limits is your heat cycle. The way you’re reeking of lust... Did you even shower before coming?"
I figured I should step in.
If these two really started fighting, things would spiral out of control.
"Okay, okay. Let’s all calm down and head inside, shall we?"
"You’re seriously letting her in?"
Go Hayan was vehently opposed.
Her sharp glare stabbed into .
But what was I supposed to do?
Like hell I could drive Go Minji away. Who knew what she’d do if I tried?
And did anyone really think she’d leave quietly?
"Not that I ever cared about your permission~."
Go Minji shook off Go Hayan’s grip and casually strode toward the yacht.
Her secretaries rushed after her, repeatedly bowing to both and Go Hayan.
"Ha..."
Go Hayan, visibly pissed, clenched her jaw and stalked after her.
...This was going to be one hell of a ntally exhausting three-day trip.
"Damn, this is nicer than I expected. Maybe I should tune up an aircraft carrier and remodel the interior like this."
"Throwing it away would be the better option."
"You think I’d trash sothing that expensive?"
"Spouting nonsense about price tags when it’s pocket change in our circles. How embarrassing."
Of course, even after stepping inside, the two of them kept bickering.
There wasn’t even a mont to take in the surroundings.
‘My first ti on my yacht...’
I’d imagined...
A cozy tour with Go Hayan, admiring the interior, taking in the scenery, maybe even sharing a al.
And over ti, the distance between us would shrink...
Maybe, just maybe, there’d be a mont where we got just a little too close...
But Go Minji had ruined everything.
Did she know I was eting Go Hayan today?
Did she crash this eting on purpose?
"Hey, does this thing have cannons?"
"Why the hell would it?"
"What if pirates attack?"
"Ha..."
Go Hayan shook her head at Minji’s endless nonsense.
‘But for all their fighting, they sure stick close.’
I’d worried they’d go at each other’s throats the second they t.
But I guess they were still cousins.
They weren’t about to start throwing punches for real.
It was more like...
A pair of quarreling frenemies.
Which ant I could just sit back and enjoy the show.
"Haa... Hey, why don’t you go entertain yourself sowhere else? We need to talk business now. So, get lost."
"Whoa~. ‘Get lost’? That’s way too aggressive. Using strong language like that just makes you seem... weak~."
CRACK!
"Argh! You—! You just hit ?!"
"I rely gave a childish brat a well-deserved flick on the forehead. What? You got a problem with that?"
"You—You little fatherless bitch!"
"You don’t have one either."
SZZZK—!
"Kyaaak! You, you...! How much do you think this costs?" "When did you ever consider an aircraft carrier re pocket change, and now this feels expensive to you?" "It's a limited edition!" "An aircraft carrier is born a limited edition, you idiot!"
Uh, uh uh. Why like this? Really, don't fight. No violence, I said.
Squeak!
"Eek...! Muyeol is here too...! My, my chest is showing!!" "If you're jealous, try ripping yours too—padding doesn't tear easily~." "Really?" "Agh...?! Aaaagh?! You bitchhhhh!!!!"
Go Hayan's fight with Go Minji, which started with a rather forceful slap, quickly escalated beyond control. Enraged, Go Minji grabbed and ripped the dress Go Hayan was wearing, and in response, an infuriated Go Hayan pulled on Go Minji's padded jacket. Unfortunately for her, the padding did not tear under her grip, so the next step was pulling Go Minji's hair.
Once her hair was grabbed, Go Minji started tearing at Go Hayan's hair too. Thus, before my eyes unfolded a scene right out of a movie or drama, where they were pulling each other's hair.
I couldn't figure out where or how to intervene.
'But since I've had quite so physical contact with Minji...'
I went behind Minji. Then slipped my hand between her armpits and pulled.
"Stop it, both of you! Everyone's watching!" "Eek! Let go! Don't interfere!" "Muyeol, stay out of this!! I'm going to fix this bitch today!!"
The situation was far from calming down. At this rate, they wouldn't stop fighting until they seriously clashed.
'I need to use a last resort.'
Minji is vulnerable... I should target that.
While pretending to hold back Minji, I subtly moved my hand lower to stimulate her crotch. Fortunately, despite wearing a padded jacket, she was in tightly fitting leggings, which made it easy to stimulate.
"Huh-?!"
Thump. Because of the fingers suddenly thrusting in, Minji faltered.
"You, what are you doing—," "Both of you calm down~!" "Minji, you're dead today." "Wait, wait a minute!"
anwhile, Minji was getting wet. Not excessively, but enough moisture had seeped through the leggings to my fingers.
Press. Push.
I pushed my fingers in deeper.
"Haah-!"
Minji curled up, and her hand trembling, holding Go Hayan's hair, began to weaken. She was still holding on, but it seed like she would let go soon.
"Sisters, please stop. Everyone is watching." "Ugh...!"
As Minji's attacks lessened due to my intervention, Go Hayan also began to calm down. Eventually, they separated, and I let go of the hold on Minji. Of course, I had to erase the evidence of fingering her through her leggings, so I casually wiped her ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) buttocks.
"You...!" "Why." "Fucking bastard."
Minji glared at furiously. Then, she forcefully pulled down her short padded jacket to cover her crotch.
Hmm. Having fingered her wet crotch, the leggings must be quite damp. It would be obvious if viewed from the front.
Go Hayan, caught up in the excitent, probably didn't notice.
"Haa, haa,"
Go Hayan, looking disheveled, glared at Minji, then suddenly adjusted her fallen dress and bit her lip. Then she quickly left the scene.
"Bring my clothes!!" "Yes, yes, miss!"
With a clear command, the secretaries, who had been anxiously watching, beca busy.
"Damn bitch, really."
Minji also left the scene, not forgetting to glare at . The crotch poking had clearly been a challenging ordeal for her.
As the two Go family mbers disappeared, the atmosphere, as if a bomb had gone off, seed to foretell upcoming hardships.
"Soo-ah." "Yes... Master." "Give a cigarette."
Soo-ah imdiately pulled out a cigarette, placed it in my mouth, and lit it. I savored the deep inhale of smoke before exhaling.
Whew...
"It's not easy."
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