“You ran away from , and... you kept adding new pussies without saying a word. I’ll forgive you for now.”
I definitely heard her say she’d forgive , but for so reason, goosebumps ran up my spine.
Whether she knew that or not, she leaned in and planted a soft kiss on my cheek.
Before I could even savor the gentle pleasure of it, she cupped both my cheeks and stared directly into my eyes.
Thankfully, there was no hostility in her expression.
She stared at with eyes dripping in honey and lust, desiring .
“Because you’re my one and only man.”
“Min-young....”
She gazed at with smoldering eyes and kissed . I {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} embraced her whole body and lted into the kiss, our tongues tangling.
We stayed like that for a while, stuck together, until eventually, she pulled back—and then pressed her face against my neck with a displeased expression, inhaling deeply.
“You sll like a woman.”
“Ah—”
“And it’s strong... really strong.”
Fuck.
“You did it, didn’t you?”
“Uh... well—”
I definitely showered thoroughly, even got a body scrub from Seunghee and Seol...
“Even with around, you still had to use your toys?”
Thankfully, she didn’t seem that mad.
She’s the type who doesn’t even consider people who aren’t from the Go family or elite class to be human, so it didn’t feel like she was jealous.
If I had to compare it to sothing, it’s like a girlfriend not liking her boyfriend watching porn? She’s not thrilled about it, but she’s not going to flip out either.
Her worldview is so extre that she doesn’t even count sex with non-humans as cheating. It’s an insane mindset, one you couldn’t even imitate without having discrimination carved into your bones.
“It’s just... we barely had any alone ti lately, Min-young.”
“Hmph, is that so?”
Just like when she said “I’ll forgive you for now” at the start, she responded surprisingly generously.
If she had said sothing like “Why didn’t you co to yesterday?” that would’ve been a checkmate move—but she didn’t.
She simply smiled faintly and leaned in to kiss again.
No way I’m seeing both Min-young and Hayoung today, huh?
It can’t be helped.
I’ll focus on Go Min-young today.
Tomorrow... I’ll spend ti with Go Hayoung.
Minji and Seonyul... there’s no ti for them...
It’s unfortunate, but I’ll have to either squeeze them into so scraps of ti or just give up on seeing them for this Victory Day.
Even just juggling Min-young and Hayoung already packs my schedule solid.
Thinking back, wasting yesterday like that was a huge mistake.
That whole “ssing with the secretary just to spite Anastasia”...
I regretted it the mont I woke up today, thinking how pathetic I’d acted—but now that the day’s played out like this, I regret it even more.
If I’d at least seen one of them...! Or if I’d had a threeso with Minji and Min-young, maybe things would feel less cramped.
No point regretting the past. It’s a waste of ti.
Still, I cald myself and brushed off the lingering emotions.
No point in dwelling on what’s already over.
“But Min-young, are you okay? You were talking with soone earlier, weren’t you?”
“It’s fine. Stuff like that—I can do it anyti.”
She whispered, “What matters most is sothing else,” and clung to with even more intensity.
Before I knew it, we were lying on the bed.
Naked. Stripped of pretense. Completely open in our desires for each other.
“Hayoung...”
“?”
“What you were going to do with her—can’t you do it with now?”
“...What are you talking about?”
She said it suddenly, just as we were lying on the bed, wrapped in each other’s warmth.
Suddenly, she dropped Go Hayoung’s na.
“...”
Even though she’s grown pretty vulgar from spending so much ti with , this clearly wasn’t easy to say.
She mouthed the words a few tis before finally spitting them out.
“You were training her... for anal, right?”
“Ah.”
“Why didn’t you do that with ?”
“...”
Well...
It’s not that I didn’t—it just never crossed my mind.
I’ve never been huge on doing it from behind to begin with, and just using her pussy already drains dry—who’s got the stamina to go for her ass too?
With Go Hayoung, she was extrely proactive.
She not only enjoyed sex but also had no hesitation with trying all kinds of positions and toys. She was totally open-minded about exploring new kinds of pleasure.
Go Min-young, on the other hand... I just never thought of it with her.
“Didn’t you kinda feel it when we did it with Minji-noona?”
“Feel what?”
“That just doing it with your pussy is already overwhelming. I feel like I’ll pass out the mont I go inside you. How could I even think of using another hole?”
“...Really?”
“Yes. Just thinking about using one more hole on you... honestly, it’s terrifying.”
“What about Hayoung?”
“Hayoung is...”
Shit.
How do I answer that?
There’s no good way.
“If you don’t do it with now, then that ans she’s your first, right?”
“...Pretty much.”
I did do it with Lee Na-eun, but by Min-young’s standards, she doesn’t count as a person, so technically, Go Hayoung would be my first for anal...
“I really hate that. Hayoung being your first.”
“...”
So she does get jealous—at least when it cos to sisters of equal status.
She uncharacteristically whined and buried her face into my chest.
Almost like... a bit of affection?
I gently stroked her shoulder.
“If we forced it, we could do it now... but it wouldn’t be good for either of us.”
“...”
She didn’t reply. Just grabbed my cock and started stroking it slowly, then let out a long sigh.
“You said I was your first. So I guess... I can generously give up one thing.”
“Guh...”
“Because I’m your first. Right?”
“Y-Yeah. Yes.”
She still looked a little disappointed, but as if to shake it off, she gave a small shake of her head and hugged tight.
“But for today, you’re staying only with ♥.”
That seductive smile was too much. Like I was hypnotized, I spread her legs and dove deep into her hot, wet folds.
“Ah...!”
After a night of fiery passion, the day of August 23rd—Victory Day—finally arrived.
Vice President Go Min-young was already gone, likely due to event prep.
Considering we were fucking almost until dawn, she probably slept less than four hours—but I couldn’t help but be reminded of Go Minji, the tireless workaholic who always got up early to work.
“I truly can’t believe this!”
There was a minor problem that morning.
That dumbass Vivian actually believed my half-assed comnt from yesterday—“Co by my room tonight, and I’ll make ti for you”—and really ca by during the night.
That would’ve been whatever—except she apparently waited all night thinking I’d show up, and only left near dawn.
Then had the nerve to show up in the morning to confront .
Like, seriously? You trusted the guy who grabbed your ass and ran to show up at night? What the hell?
Yeah... saying it in the first place was my mistake.
“What exactly were you trying to say yesterday?”
“Hmph. I was hoping to discuss a potential cooperative relationship between you and FORCE. But instead, you insulted .”
“It was just a miscommunication. I didn’t intend to insult you.”
“You invited a lady at night and then stood her up—and that’s not insulting??”
“You could’ve contacted first.”
“You were the one who said you’d make ti if I ca at night!!”
Seeing her barking like that made regret skipping morning sex.
I really want to shove my cock in that bitchy mouth of hers... but I have to restrain myself. For now.
Today... I have to prioritize family.
There’s a major event happening, and even just taking care of Go Hayoung will stretch thin.
Even if I had ti, I’d still have to see other won like Minji or Seonyul... no space for playing around with Vivian. Unfortunate, really.
“Well... not today, and probably not tomorrow either. Why don’t you stay a few months? If you co to Incheon, I’ll treat you well.”
“And you think I’ll believe that?!”
Vivian gave a ridiculous tongue-sticking bleh and disappeared.
“...Jesus.”
After that whirlwind encounter, I finished my prep and headed to the event hall.
So boring.
There was nothing special about the Victory Day ceremony.
Grandpa got up on stage and gave a thunderous speech. Delegates from all over the world listened politely, applauded at the right monts, and cheered when appropriate.
Once Grandpa stepped down, other important figures gave their own talks thed around Victory Day. The whole thing was mind-numbingly dull.
Made miss yesterday morning, when I basically turned into a handshake machine eting soone every 30 seconds.
Minji’s totally lting down over there.
Apparently I wasn’t the only one thinking that.
I glanced toward Go Minji—she was slouched so hard in her seat she was practically dripping onto the floor like a lted sli.
When our eyes t, she smirked and flipped off.
Naturally, I flipped her off right back.
– Next, we’ll move on to the salute to the national flag.
Finally, it was ending.
While replaying last night’s heat in my mind again and again, I sat through the final sequence: the national anthem, then the victory march.
After several long hours, Victory Day’s official events ca to a close.
I’m wiped the fuck out.
My overall impression of Victory Day?
I never want to attend it again.
Now I get why the original Go Muyeol used to skip it.
Even so, I can’t just skip it...
But still—having to do this every year?
Makes want to sigh out loud.
After the ceremony, another mingling session began.
Grandpa led a massive entourage around greeting people, and Min-young disappeared sowhere—probably off to et people in the crowd, which easily looked over ten thousand strong.
anwhile, Go Hayoung, also a vice president, ca to find .
“Muyeol, look at your face—it’s so sunburned. Are you okay?”
“Of course.”
She gently wiped my face with a cool wet towel, then reapplied sunscreen.
It was mid-sumr, after all. Gotta be careful about sunburn.
“Ugh. Why do they hold these events on the hottest damn days?”
“Well... it’s Victory Day, after all...”
“You must be exhausted. Just sitting there listening is brutal. It’d be better if they had us doing sothing.”
“You’re right. It’s kinda draining.”
“This was actually shorter than usual, you know~? Last year, it went all the way to the evening.”
“...What? To the evening?”
Are they fucking insane?
They did this shit all the way to dinner?
“Last year, you ditched the whole thing~. Maybe that’s why they shortened it today~.”
“Haha...”
So even Go Muyeol’s scoundrel behavior caused butterfly effects like this...
“Maybe next year, it’ll be even shorter?”
“That’d be amazing.”
“You went all night with unnie yesterday, didn’t you?”
“Yeah, about... ten tis?”
“Hmmm, I see.”
“....”
“....”
“Ah.”
Fuck .
She asked it so casually I just... answered without thinking!
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