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Sung-gwinahm was a man that was slightly below average. He made a deal with a voyeuristic ghost to become the King of the Night. Once he touched a woman, the F–k Screen will pop up. ———————— Interest towards me : A Se-ual Desire : A Se-ual Openness Index : A ———————— I don't have to look any further! This is a one night stand!
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Sung-gwinahm was a man that was slightly below average. He made a deal with a voyeuristic ghost to become the King of the Night. Once he touched a woman, the F–k Screen will pop up. ———————— Interest towards me : A Se-ual Desire : A Se-ual Openness Index : A ———————— I don't have to look any further! This is a one night stand!
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Sung-gwinahm was a man that was slightly below average. He made a deal with a voyeuristic ghost to become the King of the Night. Once he touched a woman, the F–k Screen will pop up. ———————— Interest towards me : A Se-ual Desire : A Se-ual Openness Index : A ———————— I don't have to look any further! This is a one night stand!
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Sung-gwinahm was a man that was slightly below average. He made a deal with a voyeuristic ghost to become the King of the Night. Once he touched a woman, the F–k Screen will pop up. ———————— Interest towards me : A Se-ual Desire : A Se-ual Openness Index : A ———————— I don't have to look any further! This is a one night stand!
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Chapter 1
King of the Night Chapter 3
 
 
3.​ ​Rib​ ​Service 
 
 
 
The​ ​store​ ​was​ ​only​ ​5​ ​minutes​ ​away. 
The​ ​store​ ​was​ ​called​ ​‘Rib​ ​Service.’​ ​​ ​It​ ​was​ ​a​ ​restaurant​ ​that​ ​specialized​ ​in​ ​galbi.​ ​​ ​It​ ​had​ ​a​ ​young 
customer​ ​base​ ​ranging​ ​from​ ​their​ ​20s​ ​to​ ​30s.​ ​​ ​This​ ​was​ ​why​ ​they​ ​had​ ​spent​ ​great​ ​care​ ​on​ ​the 
store’s​ ​interior​ ​design,​ ​and​ ​they​ ​lowered​ ​the​ ​price​ ​of​ ​their​ ​foods.​ ​​ ​It​ ​was​ ​a​ ​middle​ ​to​ ​lower​ ​end 
grilled​ ​meat​ ​restaurant. 
It​ ​had​ ​been​ ​opened​ ​about​ ​two​ ​years​ ​ago,​ ​and​ ​they​ ​could​ ​place​ ​a​ ​maximum​ ​of​ ​40​ ​tables. 
This​ ​was​ ​one​ ​of​ ​the​ ​five​ ​restaurants​ ​owned​ ​by​ ​the​ ​president,​ ​and​ ​it​ ​was​ ​the​ ​largest​ ​one. 
However,​ ​it​ ​was​ ​a​ ​source​ ​of​ ​worry​ ​since​ ​it's​ ​profit​ ​was​ ​low​ ​compared​ ​to​ ​its​ ​size. 
The​ ​biggest​ ​problem​ ​that​ ​was​ ​being​ ​faced​ ​by​ ​the​ ​president​ ​was​ ​the​ ​employees.​ ​​ ​The 
relationship​ ​between​ ​the​ ​employees​ ​were​ ​bad. 
Since​ ​the​ ​president​ ​was​ ​using​ ​the​ ​entire​ ​building,​ ​he​ ​had​ ​a​ ​lot​ ​of​ ​employees.​ ​​ ​The​ ​employees 
were​ ​split​ ​into​ ​the​ ​waiting​ ​staff​ ​group,​ ​and​ ​the​ ​kitchen​ ​group.​ ​There​ ​was​ ​a​ ​psychological​ ​warfare 
going​ ​on​ ​right​ ​now. 
This​ ​sometimes​ ​happened​ ​in​ ​large​ ​restaurants. 
The​ ​waiting​ ​staff​ ​was​ ​in​ ​charge​ ​of​ ​the​ ​service,​ ​and​ ​they​ ​formed​ ​a​ ​group​ ​around​ ​the​ ​store 
manager.​ ​​ ​The​ ​kitchen​ ​staff​ ​formed​ ​a​ ​group​ ​around​ ​the​ ​head​ ​chef. 
Gwinam​ ​had​ ​worked​ ​at​ ​least​ ​once​ ​at​ ​all​ ​the​ ​shops,​ ​and​ ​he​ ​had​ ​an​ ​amicable​ ​relationship​ ​with 
everyone. 
This​ ​was​ ​why​ ​the​ ​president​ ​had​ ​sent​ ​him​ ​to​ ​this​ ​location​ ​to​ ​stop​ ​the​ ​internal​ ​fight​ ​between​ ​these 
two​ ​groups. 
 
It​ ​was​ ​5​ ​in​ ​the​ ​afternoon. 
The​ ​break​ ​time​ ​was​ ​between​ ​4:30​ ​and​ ​5:50.​ ​​ ​Since​ ​the​ ​waiting​ ​staff​ ​had​ ​nothing​ ​to​ ​do,​ ​they 
were​ ​just​ ​lazing​ ​around.​ ​​ ​On​ ​the​ ​other​ ​hand,​ ​this​ ​was​ ​the​ ​busiest​ ​time​ ​for​ ​the​ ​kitchen. 
This​ ​was​ ​why​ ​conflicts​ ​happened​ ​the​ ​most​ ​at​ ​this​ ​time. 
 
“When​ ​we​ ​are​ ​in​ ​the​ ​store,​ ​don't​ ​talk​ ​to​ ​me​ ​unnecessarily.”  
He​ ​was​ ​about​ ​to​ ​head​ ​upstairs,​ ​but​ ​Gahm-sungdae​ ​was​ ​already​ ​ascending​ ​up​ ​the​ ​stairs​ ​in​ ​front 
of​ ​him.​ ​​ ​Gwinam​ ​gave​ ​a​ ​forewarning​ ​to​ ​the​ ​ghost. 
This​ ​was​ ​the​ ​first​ ​time​ ​he​ ​was​ ​traveling​ ​around​ ​with​ ​a​ ​ghost​ ​by​ ​his​ ​side.​ ​​ ​If​ ​the​ ​ghost​ ​asked​ ​him 
a​ ​question,​ ​there​ ​was​ ​a​ ​chance​ ​Gwinam​ ​might​ ​answer​ ​him​ ​by​ ​mistake.  
[Yes,​ ​sir.]  
He​ ​acted​ ​like​ ​a​ ​soldier​ ​that​ ​was​ ​about​ ​to​ ​retire.​ ​​ ​He​ ​gave​ ​a​ ​sloppy​ ​salute​ ​as​ ​he​ ​pushed​ ​forward 
his​ ​left​ ​hand. 
[Ah,​ ​hyung-nim.​ ​​ ​You​ ​have​ ​to​ ​take​ ​the​ ​Fuck​ ​Screen​ ​from​ ​me.]  
“Why​ ​would​ ​I​ ​need​ ​that​ ​here?”  
[Don't​ ​you​ ​work​ ​with​ ​females?​ ​​ ​You​ ​should​ ​have​ ​sex​ ​with​ ​them.]  
“.......”  
 
 
 
 
He​ ​was​ ​shocked.​ ​​ ​He​ ​hadn't​ ​that​ ​far​ ​ahead.​ ​​ ​He​ ​hadn’t​ ​even​ ​thought​ ​about​ ​it. 
Now​ ​that​ ​he​ ​thought​ ​about​ ​it,​ ​the​ ​Rib​ ​Service​ ​had​ ​much​ ​more​ ​female​ ​employees​ ​than​ ​his 
previous​ ​workplaces. 
First,​ ​he​ ​would​ ​eliminate​ ​the​ ​kitchen​ ​aunties​ ​from​ ​his​ ​potential​ ​pool.​ ​​ ​It​ ​was​ ​Saturday,​ ​so​ ​if​ ​he 
added​ ​the​ ​weekend​ ​part​ ​time​ ​workers,​ ​he​ ​could​ ​target​ ​7​ ​to​ ​8​ ​people. 
He​ ​stretched​ ​his​ ​left​ ​hand​ ​towards​ ​Gahm-sungdae. 
The​ ​Fuck​ ​Screen​ ​was​ ​absorbed​ ​into​ ​his​ ​hand. 
 
 
***  
 
“Welcome.....​ ​Uh?​ ​Why​ ​are​ ​you​ ​here?”  
 
The​ ​automatic​ ​door​ ​opened,​ ​and​ ​the​ ​first​ ​one​ ​to​ ​greet​ ​him​ ​was​ ​the​ ​store​ ​manager​ ​standing​ ​at 
the​ ​counter. 
The​ ​manager​ ​was​ ​42​ ​years​ ​old.​ ​​ ​He​ ​was​ ​one​ ​of​ ​the​ ​original​ ​staff​ ​that​ ​had​ ​started​ ​out​ ​with 
Gwinam​ ​at​ ​the​ ​wine​ ​and​ ​grilled​ ​pork​ ​belly​ ​restaurant.​ ​​ ​If​ ​one​ ​considered​ ​all​ ​5​ ​stores,​ ​manager 
Kim-myungjoon​ ​was​ ​ranked​ ​3rd. 
 
“I​ ​came​ ​here,​ ​because​ ​I​ ​wanted​ ​to​ ​see​ ​hyung-nim.”  
“Bitch.​ ​​ ​Why​ ​are​ ​you​ ​calling​ ​me​ ​hyung-nim?”  
“Eh-ee.​ ​​ ​It​ ​is​ ​my​ ​day​ ​off,​ ​so​ ​I'll​ ​just​ ​call​ ​you​ ​hyung-nim.​ ​​ ​I'll​ ​call​ ​you​ ​manager​ ​when​ ​I'm​ ​on​ ​the 
clock.”  
“Mother​ ​fucker.​ ​​ ​How​ ​did​ ​your​ ​move​ ​go?”  
“I​ ​just​ ​finished​ ​unpacking​ ​everything,​ ​so​ ​I​ ​came​ ​out​ ​here.​ ​​ ​I​ ​came​ ​out​ ​to​ ​buy​ ​something,​ ​and​ ​I 
decided​ ​to​ ​visit​ ​for​ ​a​ ​brief​ ​moment.”  
“When​ ​are​ ​you​ ​going​ ​to​ ​have​ ​a​ ​house-warming​ ​party?”  
“Pffft.​ ​​ ​Why​ ​would​ ​I​ ​do​ ​a​ ​housewarming​ ​party?​ ​​ ​It​ ​is​ ​so​ ​small​ ​that​ ​it'll​ ​become​ ​cramped​ ​if​ ​four 
people​ ​enter​ ​it.​ ​​ ​I'll​ ​just​ ​buy​ ​you​ ​a​ ​round​ ​after​ ​work.”  
“Oh~​ ​​ ​Company​ ​dinner?”  
“I​ ​guess​ ​we​ ​can​ ​do​ ​that.​ ​​ ​We​ ​can​ ​have​ ​one​ ​with​ ​the​ ​kitchen​ ​staff.”  
“Hey,​ ​how​ ​about​ ​we​ ​just​ ​eat​ ​by​ ​ourselves?”  
“Uh-whew.​ ​​ ​Stop​ ​being​ ​like​ ​that.​ ​​ ​I've​ ​been​ ​here​ ​for​ ​a​ ​month,​ ​yet​ ​we've​ ​never​ ​had​ ​alcohol​ ​with 
everyone​ ​present.”  
“I'm​ ​just​ ​uncomfortable​ ​around​ ​that​ ​bitch,​ ​chef​ ​Kim.​ ​​ ​He​ ​always​ ​insults​ ​me​ ​when​ ​everyone​ ​is 
gathered.​ ​​ ​He​ ​doesn't​ ​say​ ​shit​ ​when​ ​it​ ​is​ ​just​ ​the​ ​two​ ​of​ ​us.”  
“Let's​ ​do​ ​this.​ ​​ ​Let​ ​us​ ​let​ ​out​ ​our​ ​grievances​ ​out​ ​in​ ​the​ ​open.​ ​​ ​We​ ​are​ ​grown​ ​men.​ ​​ ​Why​ ​are​ ​you 
fighting​ ​like​ ​high​ ​school​ ​students?”  
“I​ ​just​ ​don't​ ​get​ ​along​ ​with​ ​him.”  
 
The​ ​A​ ​Hall​ ​had​ ​a​ ​heating​ ​floor​ ​system,​ ​and​ ​the​ ​employees​ ​had​ ​been​ ​resting​ ​there.​ ​​ ​The 
employees​ ​started​ ​to​ ​come​ ​out​ ​slowly​ ​like​ ​zombies. 
 
 
 
 
 
At​ ​this​ ​time​ ​of​ ​the​ ​day,​ ​there​ ​were​ ​3​ ​men​ ​and​ ​one​ ​woman​ ​working​ ​on​ ​the​ ​waiting​ ​staff.​ ​​ ​All​ ​of 
 
these​ ​full-time​ ​workers​ ​were​ ​in​ ​their​ ​mid​ ​to​ ​late​ ​20s. 
 
The​ ​weekday​ ​part-timers​ ​had​ ​already​ ​clocked​ ​out,​ ​and​ ​the​ ​evening​ ​part-timers​ ​came​ ​to​ ​work​ ​at 
 
6. 
 
 
 
 
“I​ ​thought​ ​I​ ​heard​ ​someone​ ​say​ ​he'll​ ​buy​ ​us​ ​a​ ​drink​ ​big​ ​time.”  
 
“I​ ​heard​ ​it​ ​too.”  
 
“Me​ ​too.”  
 
 
 
The​ ​three​ ​male​ ​employees​ ​spoke​ ​slyly​ ​as​ ​they​ ​laughed. 
 
Gwinam​ ​had​ ​only​ ​been​ ​here​ ​a​ ​month,​ ​but​ ​he​ ​saw​ ​the​ ​full-timers​ ​regularly​ ​have​ ​a​ ​drinking​ ​party. 
 
 
This​ ​was​ ​true​ ​except​ ​for​ ​one​ ​person. 
 
“Do​ ​you​ ​have​ ​some​ ​time​ ​today,​ ​Ms.​ ​Soonghwee?”  
 
 
Gwinam​ ​turned​ ​to​ ​look​ ​at​ ​the​ ​corner​ ​of​ ​the​ ​room​ ​where​ ​she​ ​was​ ​looking​ ​at​ ​her​ ​smart​ ​phone.​ ​​ ​He 
 
 
asked​ ​the​ ​question​ ​to​ ​the​ ​lone​ ​female​ ​in​ ​this​ ​hall. 
 
On​ ​his​ ​first​ ​day,​ ​she​ ​had​ ​come​ ​to​ ​the​ ​drinking​ ​party​ ​as​ ​a​ ​courtesy.​ ​​ ​He​ ​remembered​ ​she​ ​left​ ​after 
 
30​ ​minutes.  
 
She​ ​was​ ​27​ ​years​ ​old.​ ​​ ​She​ ​had​ ​continued​ ​to​ ​work​ ​part-time​ ​when​ ​she​ ​was​ ​between​ ​jobs. 
 
However,​ ​she​ ​became​ ​a​ ​full-time​ ​worker​ ​about​ ​two​ ​months​ ​ago. 
 
When​ ​the​ ​manager​ ​wasn't​ ​at​ ​the​ ​counter,​ ​she​ ​dealt​ ​with​ ​the​ ​customers.​ ​​ ​She​ ​was​ ​very​ ​pleasant 
 
to​ ​the​ ​customers,​ ​and​ ​she​ ​was​ ​very​ ​good​ ​at​ ​her​ ​work.​ ​​ ​However,​ ​she​ ​didn't​ ​show​ ​any​ ​rapport 
 
with​ ​the​ ​workers. 
 
As​ ​a​ ​woman,​ ​she​ ​wasn't​ ​eye-catching. 
 
 
She​ ​always​ ​wore​ ​a​ ​simple​ ​makeup​ ​with​ ​a​ ​quiet​ ​tone,​ ​and​ ​her​ ​clothing​ ​style​ ​was​ ​on​ ​the​ ​side​ ​of 
 
conservative. 
 
She​ ​had​ ​tied​ ​her​ ​hair​ ​back​ ​into​ ​a​ ​tight​ ​ponytail.​ ​​ ​She​ ​wore​ ​a​ ​skinny​ ​pants​ ​with​ ​comfortable​ ​tennis 
 
shoes.​ ​​ ​Her​ ​top​ ​was​ ​a​ ​colorless​ ​men's​ ​t​ ​shirt,​ ​and​ ​she​ ​wore​ ​a​ ​jacket​ ​to​ ​complete​ ​her​ ​ensemble. 
 
She​ ​always​ ​wore​ ​a​ ​similar​ ​style​ ​of​ ​clothing​ ​everyday. 
 
 
 
“Wow.​ ​Look​ ​at​ ​our​ ​chief​ ​asking​ ​the​ ​question​ ​only​ ​to​ ​a​ ​woman.​ ​​ ​Why​ ​don't​ ​you​ ​ask​ ​us?”  
 
“Even​ ​if​ ​I​ ​told​ ​you​ ​guys​ ​not​ ​to​ ​come,​ ​you'll​ ​come​ ​any​ ​ways.​ ​Why​ ​don't​ ​Ms.​ ​Soonghwee​ ​have​ ​a 
 
drink​ ​before​ ​you​ ​go.”  
 
Oh-soonghwee​ ​nodded​ ​her​ ​head. 
 
She​ ​didn't​ ​smile,​ ​but​ ​her​ ​expressionless​ ​face​ ​got​ ​a​ ​little​ ​bit​ ​brighter. 
 
He​ ​didn't​ ​know​ ​if​ ​she​ ​liked​ ​the​ ​suggestion,​ ​or​ ​if​ ​he​ ​was​ ​imposing​ ​himself​ ​on​ ​her.​ ​​ ​Was​ ​she 
 
planning​ ​to​ ​stay​ ​only​ ​for​ ​a​ ​brief​ ​amount​ ​of​ ​time​ ​like​ ​last​ ​time?​ ​​ ​Her​ ​expression​ ​was​ ​very 
 
ambiguous. 
 
 
 
[Mmm.​ ​​ ​Her​ ​style​ ​makes​ ​me​ ​interested​ ​in​ ​her.​ ​​ ​Unlike​ ​how​ ​they​ ​act​ ​on​ ​the​ ​outside,​ ​these​ ​kind​ ​of 
 
women​ ​have​ ​an​ ​abnormally​ ​large​ ​sexual​ ​appetite.]  
 
 
 
Gahm-sungdae,​ ​who​ ​had​ ​had​ ​been​ ​floating​ ​behind​ ​his​ ​back,​ ​flew​ ​in​ ​front​ ​of​ ​Oh-soonghwee.  
 
'Son​ ​of​ ​a​ ​bitch.​ ​​ ​I​ ​told​ ​you​ ​not​ ​to​ ​talk​ ​to​ ​me.'  
 
 
 
 
[Hyung-nim.​ ​​ ​Try​ ​activating​ ​the​ ​Fuck​ ​Screen​ ​on​ ​this​ ​woman.]  
 
He​ ​ignored​ ​the​ ​ghost.​ ​He​ ​gave​ ​a​ ​greeting​ ​to​ ​the​ ​aunties​ ​setting​ ​up​ ​the​ ​Banchan​ ​at​ ​the​ ​bar. 
 
Then​ ​he​ ​headed​ ​towards​ ​the​ ​primary​ ​kitchen. 
 
He​ ​saw​ ​the​ ​person​ ​ranked​ ​second​ ​in​ ​the​ ​Rib​ ​Service.​ ​​ ​The​ ​head​ ​chef​ ​Kim-yooshin​ ​and​ ​a​ ​kitchen 
 
staff​ ​was​ ​marinating​ ​the​ ​galbi. 
 
Unbefitting​ ​his​ ​age,​ ​the​ ​manager​ ​was​ ​immature,​ ​and​ ​he​ ​had​ ​a​ ​very​ ​light​ ​personality.​ ​​ ​Head​ ​chef 
 
Kim​ ​was​ ​few​ ​in​ ​words,​ ​and​ ​he​ ​was​ ​soft​ ​around​ ​the​ ​edges.​ ​​ ​Moreover,​ ​he​ ​was​ ​known​ ​to​ ​be​ ​a​ ​little 
 
bit​ ​timid. 
 
This​ ​was​ ​why​ ​the​ ​two​ ​of​ ​them​ ​didn't​ ​get​ ​along. 
 
 
 
“Aigo,​ ​head​ ​chef.​ ​​ ​You​ ​are​ ​doing​ ​a​ ​good​ ​job~”  
 
“Uh?​ ​Isn't​ ​it​ ​your​ ​day​ ​off?​ ​I​ ​thought​ ​you​ ​were​ ​suppose​ ​to​ ​move.”  
 
“I've​ ​somewhat​ ​finished​ ​moving,​ ​so​ ​I​ ​came​ ​for​ ​a​ ​visit.​ ​​ ​My​ ​house​ ​is​ ​very​ ​small,​ ​so​ ​I'm​ ​planning 
 
on​ ​buying​ ​some​ ​drinks​ ​after​ ​work.​ ​​ ​Could​ ​you​ ​ask​ ​your​ ​kitchen​ ​staff​ ​if​ ​they​ ​could​ ​make​ ​it?”  
 
“Really?​ ​The​ ​married​ ​women​ ​probably​ ​won't​ ​go.​ ​​ ​I'll​ ​make​ ​sure​ ​to​ ​bring​ ​the​ ​rest.”  
 
“Why​ ​can't​ ​the​ ​aunties​ ​come?”  
 
“They​ ​have​ ​to​ ​go​ ​home​ ​to​ ​their​ ​husbands​ ​and​ ​children.​ ​​ ​I'll​ ​ask​ ​them,​ ​but​ ​I​ ​bet​ ​they​ ​won't​ ​go.”  
 
“That​ ​can't​ ​be​ ​helped.​ ​​ ​I'll​ ​see​ ​you​ ​later.​ ​Work​ ​hard.”  
 
“I​ ​will~”  
 
 
 
His​ ​gaze​ ​was​ ​on​ ​head​ ​chef​ ​Kim,​ ​so​ ​he​ ​didn't​ ​see​ ​the​ ​woman​ ​coming​ ​around​ ​the​ ​corner.​ ​​ ​They 
 
collided. 
 
 
“Eh-he-ee.​ ​​ ​It​ ​seems​ ​your​ ​eyes​ ​was​ ​glued​ ​like​ ​honey​ ​to​ ​the​ ​head​ ​chef.​ ​​ ​You​ ​should​ ​watch​ ​where 
 
you​ ​are​ ​going.”  
 
“Ah.​ ​​ ​Sorry,​ ​auntie.”  
 
She​ ​was​ ​auntie​ ​Gyungjah.​ ​​ ​She​ ​was​ ​in​ ​charge​ ​of​ ​setting​ ​up​ ​the​ ​Banchan​ ​that​ ​came​ ​from​ ​the 
 
kitchen. 
 
 
She​ ​was​ ​one​ ​of​ ​the​ ​first​ ​members​ ​that​ ​was​ ​hired​ ​for​ ​the​ ​Rib​ ​Service.​ ​​ ​She​ ​sided​ ​with​ ​the​ ​store 
 
manager.​ ​​ ​She​ ​sided​ ​with​ ​the​ ​wait-staff​ ​group.​ ​​ ​She​ ​was​ ​the​ ​bridge​ ​that​ ​connected​ ​the​ ​kitchen 
 
and​ ​the​ ​hall,​ ​so​ ​she​ ​held​ ​big​ ​influence​ ​over​ ​the​ ​wait​ ​staff​ ​and​ ​the​ ​kitchen​ ​staff. 
 
Accompanying​ ​the​ ​'Store​ ​manager​ ​vs​ ​Head​ ​chef'​ ​battle,​ ​there​ ​was​ ​also​ ​a​ ​psychological​ ​warfare 
 
going​ ​on​ ​between​ ​'auntie​ ​Gyungja​ ​vs​ ​kitchen​ ​auntie​ ​Duksun'. 
 
Auntie​ ​Gyungjah​ ​got​ ​along​ ​fine​ ​with​ ​the​ ​young​ ​male​ ​employees,​ ​but​ ​she​ ​either​ ​loved​ ​or​ ​hated​ ​a 
 
female​ ​employee.​ ​​ ​The​ ​female​ ​part-timer​ ​that​ ​got​ ​on​ ​her​ ​bad​ ​side​ ​could​ ​be​ ​seen​ ​wiping​ ​away 
 
their​ ​tears. 
 
In​ ​a​ ​word,​ ​she​ ​disciplined​ ​the​ ​female​ ​part​ ​timers. 
 
 
 
However.... 




 
Shit. 
 
It​ ​seemed​ ​his​ ​skin​ ​had​ ​touched​ ​auntie​ ​Gyungjah's​ ​skin.​ ​​ ​He​ ​didn't​ ​want​ ​to​ ​see​ ​it,​ ​but​ ​auntie 
 
Gyungjah's​ ​Fuck​ ​Screen​ ​popped​ ​up. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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-​ ​Name​ ​:​ ​Kim-gyungjah 
 
-​ ​Age​ ​:​ ​45  
 
 
-​ ​Interest​ ​towards​ ​me​ ​:​ ​A  
 
-​ ​Sexual​ ​Desire​ ​:​ ​C  
 
 
-​ ​Sexual​ ​Openness​ ​Index​ ​:​ ​D  
 
 
-​ ​Sexual​ ​Fantasy​ ​:​ ​Car​ ​sex.​ ​​ ​She​ ​frequently​ ​enjoyed​ ​it​ ​when​ ​she​ ​dated​ ​her​ ​husband. 
 
 
 
-​ ​Pin​ ​Point​ ​:​ ​Nipples,​ ​Small​ ​of​ ​her​ ​back 
 
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It​ ​was​ ​as​ ​if​ ​he​ ​had​ ​been​ ​smacked​ ​on​ ​the​ ​cheek​ ​by​ ​the​ ​balls​ ​of​ ​a​ ​70​ ​year​ ​old​ ​man.​ ​​ ​He​ ​felt​ ​a​ ​fatal 
 
 
 
unpleasantness​ ​wash​ ​over​ ​him,​ ​and​ ​his​ ​stomach​ ​churned. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
He​ ​didn't​ ​have​ ​the​ ​courage​ ​to​ ​look​ ​below​ ​the​ ​Pin​ ​Point.​ ​​ ​He​ ​quickly​ ​turned​ ​his​ ​gaze​ ​away. 
 
 
 
“The​ ​day​ ​shift​ ​wasn't​ ​that​ ​busy,​ ​but​ ​the​ ​hall​ ​didn't​ ​run​ ​that​ ​well​ ​without​ ​you,​ ​chief.”  
 
 
 
 
Anyone​ ​could​ ​see​ ​she​ ​favored​ ​Gwinahm.​ ​​ ​Auntie​ ​Gyungjah​ ​treated​ ​him​ ​especially​ ​well. 
 
 
 
 
She​ ​kept​ ​saying​ ​he​ ​looked​ ​like​ ​her​ ​husband​ ​when​ ​he​ ​was​ ​young. 
 
 
 
 
 
When​ ​he​ ​heard​ ​her​ ​phone​ ​conversations​ ​sometimes,​ ​it​ ​seemed​ ​she​ ​had​ ​a​ ​great​ ​marriage​ ​with 
 
her​ ​husband. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“I've​ ​worked​ ​over​ ​2​ ​years​ ​here,​ ​and​ ​I've​ ​never​ ​seen​ ​someone​ ​work​ ​as​ ​good​ ​as​ ​chief​ ​Sung.”  
 
 
 
 
“I​ ​guess​ ​I​ ​won't​ ​be​ ​able​ ​to​ ​take​ ​a​ ​break,​ ​because​ ​of​ ​auntie.”  
 
 
 
 
 
 
“I​ ​heard​ ​you​ ​guys​ ​are​ ​going​ ​to​ ​go​ ​out​ ​drinking​ ​later?”  
 
 
 
“Yes.​ ​​ ​Auntie​ ​should​ ​come.”  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Eh-ee.​ ​​ ​What​ ​would​ ​an​ ​old​ ​woman​ ​do​ ​in​ ​a​ ​place​ ​where​ ​the​ ​young​ ​people​ ​play?​ ​​ ​I'll​ ​just​ ​ruin​ ​the 
 
 
 
mood.”  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Everyone​ ​is​ ​invited​ ​to​ ​come​ ​to​ ​the​ ​company​ ​dinner.​ ​​ ​You​ ​should​ ​definitely​ ​come.”  
 
 
 
 
 
 
“It's​ ​all​ ​right.​ ​​ ​I'll​ ​go​ ​next​ ​time.​ ​​ ​It​ ​is​ ​my​ ​younger​ ​kid's​ ​birthday,​ ​so​ ​I​ ​have​ ​to​ ​head​ ​out​ ​early.”  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“All​ ​right.​ ​​ ​Then​ ​you​ ​have​ ​to​ ​give​ ​me​ ​the​ ​honor​ ​of​ ​buying​ ​you​ ​a​ ​drink​ ​next​ ​time..”  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Auntie​ ​Gyungjah​ ​smiled​ ​before​ ​she​ ​went​ ​into​ ​the​ ​kitchen.​ ​​ ​Her​ ​smile​ ​showed​ ​appreciation​ ​for​ ​a 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
young​ ​man,​ ​who​ ​was​ ​good​ ​in​ ​social​ ​situation. 
 
 
 
 
 
When​ ​he​ ​checked​ ​that​ ​no​ ​one​ ​was​ ​nearby,​ ​he​ ​used​ ​his​ ​ventriloquism​ ​skill​ ​to​ ​ask​ ​Gahm-sungdae 
 
 
a​ ​question. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Hey.​ ​​ ​Does​ ​the​ ​Fuck​ ​Screen​ ​pop​ ​up​ ​no​ ​matter​ ​what​ ​when​ ​I​ ​touch​ ​someone?​ ​​ ​I​ ​don't​ ​want​ ​to​ ​see 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
the​ ​Fuck​ ​Screen​ ​of​ ​certain​ ​people.​ ​​ ​Also,​ ​I'm​ ​not​ ​too​ ​comfortable​ ​seeing​ ​the​ ​ones​ ​for​ ​the​ ​men.”  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
[You​ ​can​ ​set​ ​it​ ​up,​ ​so​ ​it​ ​doesn't​ ​pop​ ​up​ ​for​ ​certain​ ​people.]  
 
 
“How?”  
 
 
 
 
 
 
[Just​ ​think​ ​hard​ ​inside​ ​that​ ​you​ ​don't​ ​want​ ​to​ ​see​ ​it.​ ​​ ​Once​ ​you​ ​put​ ​a​ ​setting​ ​in​ ​place,​ ​it'll​ ​be 
 
 
maintained​ ​unless​ ​you​ ​change​ ​the​ ​setting​ ​again.]  
 
“That's​ ​a​ ​relief.”  
 
 
 
 
 
[Isn't​ ​it?​ ​​ ​In​ ​the​ ​beginning,​ ​I​ ​freaked​ ​out​ ​when​ ​I​ ​saw​ ​my​ ​mom's​ ​screen.​ ​​ ​I​ ​didn't​ ​know​ ​my​ ​mother 
 
 
 
 
 
had​ ​those​ ​kinds​ ​of​ ​sexual​ ​tendencies.​ ​​ ​Can​ ​you​ ​believe​ ​my​ ​mom....]  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Shut​ ​the​ ​fuck​ ​up.​ ​​ ​Why​ ​would​ ​I​ ​want​ ​to​ ​know​ ​about​ ​your​ ​mother's​ ​sexual​ ​tendencies?”  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
[There​ ​is​ ​no​ ​harm​ ​in​ ​knowing​ ​it.​ ​​ ​My​ ​mother​ ​is​ ​only​ ​50​ ​years​ ​old.]  
 
 
 
“You​ ​are​ ​completely​ ​insane.”  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
[If​ ​you​ ​want​ ​another​ ​good​ ​tip,​ ​once​ ​a​ ​person​ ​is​ ​registered,​ ​you​ ​can​ ​open​ ​the​ ​screen​ ​at​ ​any​ ​time. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
You​ ​just​ ​have​ ​to​ ​think​ ​about​ ​the​ ​person,​ ​and​ ​you​ ​have​ ​to​ ​imagine​ ​turning​ ​the​ ​screen​ ​on.]  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Gwinam​ ​thought​ ​about​ ​the​ ​real​ ​estate​ ​lady​ ​as​ ​he​ ​willed​ ​it​ ​to​ ​turn​ ​on. 
 
 
 
 
Kahng-hweeyun's​ ​profile​ ​appeared​ ​in​ ​front​ ​of​ ​his​ ​face. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
When​ ​he​ ​saw​ ​it,​ ​he​ ​automatically​ ​got​ ​a​ ​boner,​ ​so​ ​he​ ​turned​ ​it​ ​off​ ​immediately. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
[So,​ ​hyung-nim,​ ​can​ ​you​ ​go​ ​see​ ​the​ ​Fuck​ ​Screen​ ​of​ ​the​ ​woman​ ​called​ ​Soonghwee?​ ​​ ​I'm​ ​really 
 
 
 
 
curious​ ​about​ ​that​ ​woman.]  
 
 
 
 
Gwinam​ ​wasn't​ ​curious. 
 
She​ ​wasn't​ ​his​ ​style. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
However,​ ​his​ ​basic​ ​curiosity​ ​had​ ​been​ ​activated,​ ​so​ ​he​ ​looked​ ​towards​ ​the​ ​A​ ​Hall​ ​where 
 
 
 
 
 
Oh-soonhwee​ ​was​ ​located​ ​at. 
 
 
 
 
 
What​ ​preferences​ ​did​ ​such​ ​a​ ​quiet​ ​and​ ​innocent​ ​looking​ ​woman​ ​have? 
 
 
 
 
 
However,​ ​the​ ​requirement​ ​for​ ​activating​ ​the​ ​Fuck​ ​Screen​ ​was​ ​very​ ​troublesome.  
 
 
 
 
 
 
He​ ​could​ ​make​ ​it​ ​look​ ​unintentional​ ​like​ ​how​ ​he​ ​had​ ​brushed​ ​up​ ​against​ ​auntie​ ​Gyungjah. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
However,​ ​it​ ​would​ ​be​ ​quite​ ​difficult​ ​to​ ​consciously​ ​do​ ​such​ ​an​ ​act. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Most​ ​of​ ​her​ ​body​ ​was​ ​covered​ ​by​ ​her​ ​clothes,​ ​and​ ​it​ ​wasn't​ ​as​ ​if​ ​he​ ​could​ ​touch​ ​her​ ​face. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Moreover,​ ​he​ ​couldn't​ ​just​ ​touch​ ​her​ ​hand​ ​or​ ​arm.​ ​​ ​It​ ​would​ ​be​ ​a​ ​weird​ ​thing​ ​to​ ​do​ ​to​ ​a​ ​fellow 
 
 
employee. 
 
 
 
 
 
He​ ​could​ ​try​ ​to​ ​stealthily​ ​touch​ ​her,​ ​but​ ​he​ ​could​ ​be​ ​labeled​ ​a​ ​pervert. 
 
 
 
 
Of​ ​course,​ ​it​ ​was​ ​true​ ​that​ ​his​ ​heart​ ​was​ ​filled​ ​with​ ​wicked​ ​thoughts. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Please​ ​come​ ​get​ ​the​ ​spoons!”  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The​ ​kitchen​ ​pushed​ ​out​ ​a​ ​basket​ ​full​ ​of​ ​spoons​ ​and​ ​chopsticks​ ​towards​ ​the​ ​hall. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
It​ ​had​ ​been​ ​washed,​ ​so​ ​the​ ​hall​ ​employees​ ​had​ ​to​ ​dry​ ​it​ ​using​ ​a​ ​towel​ ​before​ ​setting​ ​it​ ​on​ ​the 
 
table. 
 
 
'Oh.​ ​​ ​This​ ​is​ ​it.' 
 
 
 
 
There​ ​was​ ​a​ ​chance​ ​that​ ​their​ ​hands​ ​could​ ​touch​ ​as​ ​he​ ​gave​ ​the​ ​basket​ ​filled​ ​with​ ​tableware​ ​to 
 
her. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
For​ ​a​ ​moment,​ ​he​ ​hesitated,​ ​since​ ​he​ ​had​ ​never​ ​done​ ​this​ ​before.​ ​​ ​Still,​ ​he​ ​needed​ ​a​ ​pretext,​ ​so 
 
 
 
 
 
he​ ​took​ ​off​ ​his​ ​windbreaker.​ ​​ ​Then​ ​he​ ​rolled​ ​up​ ​his​ ​sleeves. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
As​ ​he​ ​set​ ​the​ ​basket​ ​on​ ​top​ ​of​ ​the​ ​table,​ ​an​ ​employee​ ​hurriedly​ ​came​ ​running​ ​towards​ ​him. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“You​ ​should​ ​let​ ​it​ ​be,​ ​chief.​ ​​ ​We'll​ ​take​ ​care​ ​of​ ​it.”  
 
 
 
 
 
“I'm​ ​bored,​ ​so​ ​let's​ ​do​ ​it​ ​together.”  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
He​ ​got​ ​into​ ​a​ ​seat​ ​as​ ​he​ ​tracked​ ​Oh-sunghwee's​ ​movements.  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
She​ ​had​ ​taken​ ​out​ ​a​ ​towel​ ​from​ ​the​ ​bar,​ ​and​ ​she​ ​sat​ ​diagonally​ ​across​ ​from​ ​him. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Well,​ ​he​ ​had​ ​set​ ​up​ ​the​ ​scenario,​ ​so​ ​he​ ​just​ ​had​ ​to​ ​naturally​ ​touch​ ​her​ ​hand. 
 
 
 
“I'll​ ​set​ ​these​ ​up.​ ​​ ​You​ ​can​ ​wipe​ ​it​ ​and​ ​give​ ​it​ ​to​ ​me.”  
 
 
 
 
 
 
He​ ​purposefully​ ​asked​ ​for​ ​the​ ​table​ ​setting​ ​job.​ ​​ ​It​ ​was​ ​a​ ​job​ ​usually​ ​left​ ​for​ ​the​ ​least​ ​experienced 
 
 
 
 
 
worker.​ ​​ ​He​ ​had​ ​to​ ​place​ ​the​ ​dried​ ​tableware​ ​into​ ​an​ ​earthenware​ ​on​ ​a​ ​table. 
 
Gulp.  
 
 
 
Why​ ​was​ ​he​ ​so​ ​nervous? 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
He​ ​continuously​ ​looked​ ​to​ ​time​ ​his​ ​movements.​ ​​ ​It​ ​happened​ ​when​ ​Oh-soonghwee​ ​was​ ​handing 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
over​ ​the​ ​third​ ​spoon.​ ​​ ​His​ ​hand​ ​overlapped​ ​with​ ​the​ ​tip​ ​of​ ​her​ ​finger​ ​for​ ​a​ ​brief​ ​moment. 
 
Fucking​ ​A. 
 
He​ ​was​ ​successful. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The​ ​Fuck​ ​Screen​ ​opened​ ​next​ ​to​ ​Oh-soonghwee's​ ​face. 
 
 
 
 
He​ ​nervously​ ​glanced​ ​at​ ​her,​ ​but​ ​she​ ​seemed​ ​indifferent​ ​to​ ​his​ ​touch. 
 
 
It​ ​was​ ​this​ ​easy,​ ​yet​ ​he​ ​had​ ​unnecessarily​ ​got​ ​scared. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
He​ ​got​ ​up​ ​with​ ​the​ ​spoons​ ​and​ ​chopsticks​ ​wrapped​ ​in​ ​a​ ​towel. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
He​ ​went​ ​into​ ​the​ ​A​ ​Hall​ ​where​ ​no​ ​one​ ​was​ ​present.​ ​​ ​He​ ​thought​ ​about​ ​Oh-soonhwee's​ ​face,​ ​and 
 
 
 
he​ ​urged​ ​the​ ​screen​ ​to​ ​show​ ​up. 
 
Heck​ ​yeah. 
 
 
 
 
 
The​ ​Fuck​ ​Screen​ ​moved​ ​to​ ​settle​ ​in​ ​front​ ​of​ ​his​ ​face. 
 
 
Mmm.​ ​​ ​It​ ​was​ ​up,​ ​but....​ ​​ ​Wow.​ ​​ ​What​ ​the​ ​hell​ ​is​ ​this? 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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