How to Subdue a Woman You Despise 152

Chapter 152 – 152. Taming (5)

This is fun.

I didn’t get drunk just because I drank a can of 7.5-proof beer, but it was quite fun to massage Seo Ji-ah’s uncontrollable belly fat when she was in trouble, regardless of whether she was sober or not.

Of course, just because I wasn’t drunk doesn’t mean she wasn’t drunk.

You can tell just by looking at the flushed cheeks.

I drank two cans of beer, so of course I would need to go to the bathroom.

If I had a maniacal hobby, I would have tormented him a little more, but actually, I didn’t really have that kind of taste.

“Ha… , Stop. A little…”

“If you’re embarrassed to ask, should I ask for you?”

“No need… Uh…”

… It’s just fun to play with.

It was just fun to see a woman who hated me so much get into such trouble with just one gesture from me.

These are things that are now difficult to pour out on Ha-eun and Hinami.

It’s not that I hold back because I care about or like them, but I’m not impressed at all if I do the same thing to a woman I don’t even hate.

Rather than a wall, I should say it feels like striking out when I was a player.

It’s just pure fun.

… A bitch who was more successful than me is playing into my hands.

“Ah, but now that I think about it. Convenience stores don’t often lend out bathrooms these days. I guess it’s because I’m afraid I might jump out while holding the key.”

“…”

“But if you ask me to borrow it without revealing your identity, won’t you lend it to me? “If an idol asks me to borrow it, I will lend it to them.”

“Trash…”

It was so fun to see the look in the eyes that had been dead for a while come back and break down like crazy.

So much so that I have no intention of refuting her when she calls me trash and calls me trash.

It’s fun to see Seo Ji-ah in trouble.

… Because it’s difficult,

It was so funny to rely on that trash.

“If it doesn’t work out, go back to the gym. It’s probably a little closer there than home, right? … In any case, if you wear a mask, sunglasses, and a hat and ask to borrow it, they won’t lend it to you.”

“…”

“Choose whatever you want. Oh, I have to take the elevator to get home, so it will take a little more time.”

Secretly, quietly.

In order to go back the way I came, I nudged her back with her knees and made her take a step forward.

She was Seo Ji-ah, who was trying to somehow keep her feet her, but she was drunk and in a hurry to the bathroom, so there was no way she could defy my power.

As she began to waddle like a penguin, blowing air into her ears her, I pressed her stomach again and listened to her low voice her her her one last time.

“… If you grant me one wish later, I will carry you on my back and run to the gym within 3 minutes.”

“…”

“Oh, I won’t do anything dangerous. … “I have no intention of taking it off outside.”

The moment you say no, you can’t help but imagine that the pressure in your stomach will become much stronger.

I gently moved her warm lower abdomen and teased her her eardrums and earlobes her with my sticky voice.

In the end, she couldn’t bear it when her tongue touched her her her her her hot ear her her her.

“…”

I nodded and nodded.

Immediately after releasing my arms, he walked behind me and, exhaling, hoisted himself on my back.

“… That’s right.”

When she finally calms down, he puts her hat on backwards, holds her thighs tightly, and takes her strides forward.

Completely different from the road we walked earlier, go straight.

On the way to work every day.

“Ha… , Hot…”

As her strides widened and she went half-flying, she struggled to catch her breath and hold on.

However, I didn’t slow down because I found her reaction of sucking in her and holding her breath every time the soles of her feet her hit the floor.
Anyway, from Seo Ji-ah’s perspective, it would be better to get into the building as soon as possible.

If it was really the ‘limit’, you wouldn’t have even had the spirit to climb on me.

“Sigh… , Hoo, hoo…”

I lifted her up and carried her as she leaned completely on my back and fluttered her calves.

As I was driving steadily on a road with no traffic lights, even for me, it was a bit overwhelming.

Still, it wasn’t like I couldn’t run, so I was able to run to the front of the building a little faster than the promised time.

When she saw the gym in front of her, she let out a final sigh of relief. As soon as I dropped her off in front of the stairs, she quickly ran up to the bathroom without even looking at me.

After looking at her back for a moment, I stopped by the convenience store right next to me and take out the alcohol I couldn’t buy earlier.

Nothing special, just cheap vodka.

Of course, I have no intention of feeding that 40-degree disinfectant to that drunkard.

The moment you drink it, you’ll stretch out, but it’s annoying for me to walk home carrying a bunch of luggage.

Just stop by the gym for a moment and pour one sip into a paper cup until she pops out.

After putting her in the corner of the break room, she washed her hands and came out, pouring a lot of vodka into her mouth in front of her.

I feel her tongue burning and then completely drying out, and I embrace her tightly as she walks towards me with a resentful look on her face.

“Oh, wait… !”

The smell of alcohol flowing into my nose.

Even if she was drunk, it wouldn’t be the scent coming from her after only drinking two cans of beer and wearing her mask.

It’s the smell that comes from the disinfectant that soaked my lips and tongue.

To push the scent onto her tongue, the mask covering her face was pulled down.

“Pha, hoo, mi, crazy… ” . Swimming… Town…”

I grabbed her buttocks, which I was debating about whether or not to play with her earlier.

After dropping the contents of the paper cup she was holding in her left hand onto my tongue,

Just push it into her tongue.

I throw the empty paper cup on the floor.

Even though I was soaked in water, I was still touching my hot ears.

“Town… , Puh. Ha, hey, stop…”

“Hey?”

“Stop… , Please. Town…”

I didn’t get drunk after just one sip, but the smell of alcohol that made my brain dizzy made me feel drunk.

The fact that it was dark inside the building where everything was dim played a significant role in creating that strange atmosphere.

In the dim atmosphere, I completely cover her tongue, which used to taste like bitter beer, with the scent of alcohol.

Depending on how much you drink, you can get drunk with just this.

It’s not a wish or anything, it’s just like being drunk.

“Puh… Under…”

“… Ah, I have to use a wish.”

“What… ?”

“Follow me. “Let me take a picture.”

After kissing her stickily, I grab her wrist and drag her out of the building and stop her under a streetlamp.

Take off her upside-down hat and leave the mask hanging from her chin.

After taking her phone out of her pocket and holding it high above her, I stand next to her and press my lips against her ear.

… I leave a record of a photo that I could never take with my sister’s boyfriend.

“The wish is over. Let’s go back.”

“…”

Looking at the photo she had just taken, she bit her lip and her whole body trembled.

Maybe it’s because I’m angry that another photo like this was left behind.

Or maybe the reason we just mixed our tongues was because we didn’t even make a wish.

… Maybe he’s disappointed because he didn’t do anything dirty to him.

Of course, it won’t be the last yet, but from my perspective, it doesn’t really matter either way.

Even if I didn’t make a wish anyway,

Because both were things that could be achieved without any resistance.

“When you get back, take a shower and sleep well. “I have a day off tomorrow, so if you want to go somewhere, I can take you there.”

“… Are you kidding?”

“I’m serious. Then you can watch me fuck with the kids at home.”

“… “I’m going to go up and rest.”

Even though she was even more drunk, I put my arm around her side as her mind was still clear.

I trudge under the streetlights and walk with beautiful roses on empty streets at night.

… Sharp thorns, one by one.

Gently tear it apart with your hands.

A rose that gradually becomes bald.

To put it in my flower pot someday.

**

… I want to die.

It wasn’t because I was playing around with Kang Joo-hyuk.

Of course, when I ran to the bathroom in a hurry, I seemed to die because I was embarrassed, but that was Kang Joo-hyuk is a dog, not bad?

But it wasn’t because I made eye contact with my part-time job at a convenience store and was nervous about getting caught.

That’s not the reason I really want to die.

“Ha…”

After being forcibly kissed by him, I slowly walked home for over 10 minutes.

Let alone sunglasses, she wasn’t even wearing a hat properly.

… Because I felt like such an idiot that I trudged along without even feeling that it was dangerous.

To make an excuse that I did it because I was drunk, my mind was too messed up after almost getting hit by him.

Even though I made the excuse that it was just because the smell of alcohol was in my head, I was in a very dangerous situation.

If I really bumped into just one person while walking, it would have been over immediately.

I couldn’t even care about that, I was too busy breathing in the night air and worrying about what would happen if he touched my butt.

“… “You idiot.”

… When I was in a hurry to go to the bathroom, I felt stupid for a moment.

But no matter how much I think about it, the only time I did something stupid was after I was released from him.

What’s the problem? I didn’t even feel it was dangerous.

If you were going to do that just because your mouth smells like soju, you should have already passed out after drinking beer.

Was it because it felt so absurd to be kissed by him?

No, it’s not like I’ve experienced it once or twice.

So, did you relieve your tension by asking for your wish to be granted, giving you all the scares, and just taking one selfie?

… That’s not it either.

A photo of me kissing someone’s ear under a streetlight in the middle of the night is a photo dangerous enough to end my life.

Why did I feel ‘safe’ at that time?

Did you think today would end here?

“A real idiot…”

I blame myself endlessly.

Even after rinsing my mouth like that, I’m still drunk on the scent of alcohol that remains.

I close my eyes under the pitch-black blanket and wander endlessly.

As her older sister becomes more famous, she becomes distressed at having to pretend to be close to him.

… As her older sister becomes less famous,

I’m afraid that he will want me even more.