## Chapter 21 – 03. Shrimp
Hyun-ju couldn’t even focus on the expensive liquor she had spilled.
All eyes were glued to Sung Ye-ji’s Nyotaimori.
Well, I can’t blame them. I’m the same.
“Wow… amazing. This is it.”
The women who had carefully arranged Sung Ye-ji gave a light bow and left.
Even lying down, she exuded presence with her beautifully spread breasts, topped with delicate salmon slices.
Moving down, from her underbust were arranged various sashimi like tuna, flounder, and sea bream.
Who knew the combination of a woman’s skin and sashimi could be so potent?
No wonder it’s so famous.
“Hyun-ju-ssi, I prepared this Nyotaimori especially for you.”
“Ah…”
Seo Hyun-ju was already halfway out of her mind.
What’s the point of showing a woman like herself Nyotaimori? She seemed to be thinking along those lines.
“Since you probably wouldn’t encounter this normally, I’ll show you how to eat it.”
Without waiting for a response, I picked up a salmon slice from her breast.
Then, I dipped it lightly in soy sauce with wasabi and ate it.
The taste of the sashimi was, of course, superb.
Enjoying the melt-in-your-mouth texture of the salmon, I fondled the now-empty breast and sucked on her nipple.
Sluuurp!
“Ah, ugh…!”
Sung Ye-ji reacted faintly.
Swaaap,
Sluuurp,
I don’t think I sucked on her this much even when I was sleeping with her.
I sucked on it deliciously, as if to make Seo Hyun-ju’s paling face even more appealing.
“Phew…. It’s polite to clean the plate after eating like this. That way, more sashimi will come out.”
A chef wiped the nipple I had just sucked with a tissue and placed a new slice on it.
“Can’t forget the alcohol either.”
Only after hearing my words did she realize she had spilled her drink, and she stirred.
I held out my hand to stop her and picked up the bottle.
“It’s okay since you won’t be using that anyway.”
As I stroked Sung Ye-ji’s cheek, she opened her mouth with an anxious expression.
“Ah, ah…”
I poured the liquor into her mouth.
“The glass is this.”
“…!!”
As the liquor filled her mouth and slowly overflowed, I bit down and sucked it up.
And after finishing the drink, I transitioned directly into a kiss, teasing her.
After tasting her to my satisfaction, I pulled away, and Seo Hyun-ju looked like she was about to cry.
“Here, that’s one set. Reporter-nim, try it. It’s very delicious.”
“Ah, ah…”
She picked up the chopsticks with trembling hands.
Naturally, the chopsticks trembled a lot too. I almost felt sorry for her.
She reached for the seemingly safest part, the belly, but
“The breasts are better for the first bite.”
“…”
I stopped her.
Trying to get off easy, huh?
She hesitated for a moment before changing course.
She finally picked up the salmon slice on her breast and took a bite.
Perhaps due to the tension, she forgot to dip it in sauce and ate it plain.
Well, the sashimi itself is excellent, so it’s not bad either way.
“Delicious, right?”
“Ye…ye, deli…cious….”
“Right? I made sure to specially source all of this.”
“…”
I gave her a silent cue to clean the plate.
She put down her chopsticks and stared at Sung Ye-ji’s empty breast for a long time.
The chef came and waited in advance, ready to wait until Seo Hyun-ju sucked the breast clean(?).
“Ah…. Ah, ugh….”
Eventually, she squeezed her eyes shut and opened her mouth.
With the lips that would one day suck my cock, she bit and sucked on Sung Ye-ji’s breast.
“Ah, ung, ugh,”
Sung Ye-ji flinched.
Judging by her expression, she didn’t seem to like being sucked by another woman, but I didn’t care.
“Good. You’re a polite reporter.”
I picked up the bottle.
Ye-ji, with her anxious eyes, opened her mouth on her own.
Pour, pour.
“Now, take a big gulp of alcohol.”
“…”
Seo Hyun-ju, who had wiped her mouth after sucking the breast, hesitated even more than when she had to suck the breast.
But in the end, she covered Sung Ye-ji’s mouth and sucked up the alcohol.
It was such a beautiful sight. My dick was throbbing and erect to the point of pain.
“It’s good to see you enjoying it.”
“Tha, thank…you….”
Nipple sucking and a kiss shot.
Seo Hyun-ju, who had been subjected to these two vulgar courses in succession, looked visibly anxious.
She seemed afraid of what terrible things might happen next.
But I haven’t even done anything yet.
We’ve just been eating.
“Keep eating like that. We’ll have a serious talk later. You have to fill your stomach first.”
“Yes… Young Master.”
After that, she faithfully followed the order I had taught her.
Take a bite of the sashimi on Ye-ji’s body, clean it with her mouth, and pour alcohol into her lips to drink.
Of course, I enjoyed it the same way.
I had come up with it on the spur of the moment, but it was more arousing and enjoyable than I had expected.
‘I should do this often.’
As we were finishing up.
I reached out to Soo-ah, who was standing behind me, as I watched Seo Hyun-ju, who was now quite accustomed to it, cutting and eating buckwheat noodles.
It was time to become the ruthless chaebol heir, Go Mu-yeol.
She handed me the prepared documents.
“So…. Let’s see…. Shin Mirae Ilbo, Social Affairs Department 1, Team Leader Seo Hyun-ju?”
“Cough, ye, yes!”
“You have an excellent reporter under you? The article you recently posted about… Yoon Ha-young?”
“Ah…!”
She put down her bowl and chopsticks and placed her hands on her lap.
The women, realizing that the meal was roughly over, came and took Sung Ye-ji and the table out of the room.
Now, there was nothing between Seo Hyun-ju and me.
Her excellent and arousing figure was fully visible.
“I really couldn’t believe it. I wondered if there were still reporters these days who were so full of justice and fighting spirit? I couldn’t believe my ears. I heard my article was posted.”
“I, I am truly, truly sorry about that, Young Master.”
She fidgeted and lowered her head.
“Haa….”
I sighed and threw the text of the article Yoon Ha-young had written at her.
“Well, reporters can do that. That’s what reporters are like. Digging things up, being stubborn, spreading things around to people for no reason.”
“…”
“I don’t know why they’re so desperate to write about me buying trainees to sleep with or doing Nyotaimori. Why risk their lives over a few words?”
“I’m sorry. I will train her well. Please forgive me generously-,”
“Ah, wait. I’m talking.”
“…”
“Reporters can do that, I guess? She looked like a rookie who hadn’t been through probation for long. What I can’t tolerate is our Team Leader Seo Hyun-ju.”
“!!”
“Why didn’t you stop her? What were you doing while the article was being posted on the portal? Isn’t it your job to review and approve your team members’ articles?”
“Tha, that’s….”
She couldn’t continue her sentence.
Soo-ah said that Yoon Ha-young might have posted the article on her own, in which case Seo Hyun-ju would be very wronged.
No, what could she do if a reporter posted it on her own accord?
But if I said that here, regardless of the truth, she would become a terrible boss who sold out her subordinate.
“Well, it’s okay. What’s the point of arguing about what’s already happened? The future is what’s important. Don’t you think?”
“Ye, yes. I’m sorry, Young Master. I will make sure that this never! Never happens again.”
“Okay. Then do what you were going to do earlier.”
“…Yes?”
She was momentarily confused, then exclaimed, “Ah!” and stood up.
Then, she straightened her clothes, smoothed out the wrinkles, took a deep breath, and bowed 90 degrees, apologizing.
“I have caused you concern. I am sorry. I will take any measures to prevent recurrence.”
After that, she continued to say something, but it wasn’t particularly important.
It was mostly a repetition of “I’m sorry. I won’t do it again. Please forgive me.”
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
No sincerity.
“…Is that all?”
“Yes?”
“Our Hyun-ju-ssi just slaps someone on the ass and bows to end it?”
“Tha….”
“An apology without sincerity is not an apology. What is sincerity? The willingness to accept disadvantages. The determination to accept any misfortune, damage, shame, or humiliation that I may suffer as a result of this. That’s what sincerity is. I don’t see that in Hyun-ju-ssi’s apology.”
“Wha, what should I do…?”
I pretended to be troubled and turned my gaze away.
“Since today’s theme was Japanese, let’s match the style to Japanese.”
“?”
She seemed completely clueless.
“How about an naked dogeza?”
“!!!”
Hyun-ju, who was still bowing at 90 degrees, was shocked and raised her head slightly.
“Soo-ah, doesn’t that sound like a good idea? Nyotaimori and naked dogeza. It’s a really good match.”
“As expected, Master’s insight is excellent. It’s a perfect combination. Moreover, naked dogeza is the perfect posture for admitting one’s sins and asking for forgiveness. I believe there is no better posture for showing ‘sincerity’ and ‘genuineness’.”
“Did you hear that?”
“Ah…. Yo, Young Master…!”
“Do it. Naked dogeza. Ah, do you not know what it is? That…. Take off all your clothes and bow to me. Not difficult, right?”
