## Chapter 162 – 16. Gominji’s Night.
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It was Friday, December 4th.
Finally, the day of reckoning (?) had arrived.
The first day of spending what would literally be a blood-soaked three days with Gominji.
“I’m going to commit countless sins.”
Gominji’s villa was located way up in the Gaema Plateau.
It was a place where she released a large number of prey (humans) and enjoyed hunting them.
She had specially prepared women because I was coming, so I couldn’t even imagine how much depravity would occur there.
“Namu Amita Bul.”
I started the day with Buddhist chanting.
“Everything’s ready, right?”
“Yes, everything is perfect.”
“Let’s see.”
I checked the necklace I was going to give to Gominji.
It was something I had commissioned from the best necklace artisan with extra money, and even the chain was made of expensive jewels.
Using the ultimate processing technology, opals, sapphires, and diamonds of cold colors were combined to create a gradation effect, which was then woven into a chain shape.
And as the crowning glory, the jewel containing the universe, Gominji, was processed into a large teardrop shape and wrapped in an intense, deep red ruby, a pigeon blood.
Even I felt like I would be mesmerized if I kept looking at it.
“What a crazy waste of money.”
But it was worth it.
Expenditure doesn’t need to be spared as long as it can generate more profit than it costs.
I carefully put the necklace back in its case and re-wrapped it.
And because it would be a disaster if I forgot it, I decided to carry it with me all day today.
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It was past noon, and the time was slowly approaching evening.
It takes quite a while to get from Incheon to the Gaema Plateau, so it was time to leave.
“…I’m nervous for no reason.”
Is it because I’m going to meet a direct relative?
I felt strangely nervous.
Besides, it’s not just any human, it’s Gominji, right?
She’s described outright in the setting as the worst psycho in the Goryeo Group, so there’s no guarantee that only pleasant and happy things will happen.
The game we’re about to play is human hunting, for crying out loud…
“Let’s go.”
Still, I held back and boarded the AV.
I carefully placed the necklace I was going to give as a gift in a designer handbag.
The bag was quite expensive, but the necklace was so extravagant that it was treated like a shopping bag.
I’m doing things like this now.
“Are you nervous?”
Baekseol, who was sitting next to me, asked.
It seemed that the tension I was feeling was contagious to the other girls.
The secretaries also had stiff faces.
“A little? The opponent is who they are, after all.”
“Master will do well. And… we’re here too.”
“…Yeah.”
How admirable.
My fucktoys are the best.
I hugged Baekseol and quietly enjoyed her embrace.
I felt the floating sensation of being on the AV.
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– Hey.
– Are you coming?
– You didn’t forget, did you?
– I clearly told you to come on Friday
– If you forgot, I’m going to turn you inside out and hang you on the Gaema Plateau clothesline
– Hey
– Hey
– Hey
Ah.
Did I fall asleep?
When I woke up, my face was buried in Baekseol’s breasts.
My phone was flashing like crazy.
“Ugh. Does she have an anxiety disorder or something…”
I checked the messages that were flying in like crazy.
Is she a yandere or something? Why is she sending so many messages?
Is she a loan shark?
– I’m on my way.
– Oh. Really?
– That’s a relief.
– I was just thinking about leaving for Incheon ㅋ
“…Sigh. How can I not be nervous when she’s like this.”
A crazy bitch who you never know where she’s going to bounce next.
On top of that, she has tremendous wealth, power, and drive, and she’s a human who literally sails an aircraft carrier and pirates in the Pacific Ocean.
There’s really, really, really nothing good about being on her bad side.
The words about hanging me on the Gaema Plateau clothesline might not be a joke.
She said she was going to come to Incheon.
“Tsk tsk. What’s going to happen to this country…”
Isn’t the fact that she’s a direct descendant of the Goryeo Group a disaster for the Korean people, no, for all the people of East Asia…?
– What Incheon? Did you prepare properly, sis?
– Of course, you little shit. Who are you telling to prepare? I’ve taken care of everything, so I’ve filled it to the brim with girls who won’t cause any trouble.
– How many?
– Uh… about a thousand?
She’s really crazy.
– About 300 of them are foreigners, and 100 of them are white.
– Wow, white people.
– Men call them white horses, right? Hehe.
– When did that term come from?
– Anyway, just hurry up and come. I’ve prepared everything perfectly.
“Where are we?”
“We are currently passing over Pyongyang.”
“Wow. Then there’s still some way to go?”
“Yes.”
– I’m passing over Pyongyang now.
– Okay. Hey, be sure to contact me when you arrive?
– Yes.
Gominji didn’t send any more messages.
“It’s scary, it’s scary.”
I don’t think I’m a good guy either, but I have to give way to Gominji.
How does she even think of committing such a cross-national crime?
“I wonder if she’s wanted by Interpol.”
At this scale, it’s a level where international cooperation wouldn’t be out of place, but it seems like the power of the Goryeo Group is covering it up.
Or maybe they can’t even dare to touch her.
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After a long voyage (?) I finally arrived at the Gaema Plateau where Gominji’s villa is located.
I heard that almost the entire plateau is my aunt’s land, and Gominji owns some of it. She built a villa and hunting grounds there.
“…What is that?”
But something’s strange.
There were huge flags fluttering here and there in the huge mansion and yard, and they had quite embarrassing images on them.
“…Dicks?”
No, seriously, what the hell is wrong with this crazy bitch?
Why did she put pictures of dicks on the flags?
Is she really a psycho???
“Oh my…”
“Wow, seriously. I’m already losing energy as soon as I get here.”
Why is she putting up those flags when she’s calling her cousin!
What kind of crazy bitch invites her cousin and puts huge naked dicks on the flags!!
‘…But something looks familiar?’
Even somewhere I’ve seen a lot…
“Could it be…”
I quickly entered the chat room with Gominji.
And I scrolled up to check the old history.
There was…
“Shit.”
There was a picture of my erect dick that I accidentally sent to Gominji, and it was exactly the same as the one on the flags.
“No, this crazy bitch.”
So,
That’s a picture of my dick right now?
And she made it into a huge flag and put it up all over the villa like a totem??
– Hey.
– Hey.
– Hey
– Hey
– Hey
– Hey
– Hey
– Hey
– Hey
– Hey
– Hey;
I was so dumbfounded that I bombarded her with messages.
Then,
– ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
Gominji laughed like crazy, probably guessing the situation from my unusual messages.
She also sent a large number of emoticons laughing hysterically.
“Ugh, this crazy bitch. What am I going to do?”
I felt like I was already being overwhelmed.
The AV landed.
There were a bunch of people who seemed to be Gominji’s servants outside, but there wasn’t a single man.
Did she prepare this because of me?
“”Welcome, Gomuyeol-doryeonnim!””
As I stepped out of the open door, they all bowed at once with bright smiles.
A perfect 90 degrees with no margin for error.
They were all pretty girls, so it was definitely a feast for the eyes.
“Doryeonnim.”
The woman who seemed to be the boss approached me demurely and bowed once again.
And she held out something from behind her,
“This is a gift that the young lady prepared for you.”
“A gift?”
It was wrapped in something long.
Is it wine?
When I received it, it was hard, but it felt a little squishy.
The woman glanced at me and continued.
“She told you to open it right away…”
“…”
Ah.
I have a bad feeling about this.
I tore open the wrapping with a rustling sound.
“…”
I was holding a limp, model dick in my hand.
“Ha.”
Just by looking at it, it seemed to be made from a picture of my dick.
Gominji, seriously… ugh.
I shook the model dick at my secretary.
The end of it was flailing and swaying.
“Hey. Where’s your young lady?”
“…I’ll guide you.”
I followed her.
The secretaries who had rushed over also positioned themselves appropriately around me and my secretaries and followed.
Gominji was waiting for me in the first floor hall of the huge mansion.
She was sucking on an ice bar with her red lips, and her empty hands were shoved into her padded jacket pockets.
“Yo-, you came, little brother?”
Her unique swaggering and delinquent image.
She greeted me with a sharp look in her eyes that gave off a chilling feeling, and behind her was a statue twice the size of a person.
As you might have guessed, it was a model of my dick.
“You’ve prepared a lot. Huh?”
“Hehe. What did I tell you? I said I prepared a lot. How is it, do you like it? Hey, I specially ordered that with platinum silicone.”
“…I don’t like it, but I know you prepared it with great care.”
Gominji burst out laughing.
She seemed to find my reaction funny.
I was dumbfounded.
“Aren’t we getting too close? …Those pictures are fluttering openly.”
“Who told you to send them?”
“…”
“You sent it, so it’s your fault~.”
“…”
Gominji teased me by doing the signature dance of the Nokonoko Girls while saying “You sent it, so it’s your fault~” in a very annoying way.
I really wanted to give her a hard flick on the forehead.
