Chapter 196 – 196. Kim Ji-Young & Kwak Bomi & Jeong So-Young (04) Sponsor Scandal
“Aren’t you paying too much for me? “I don’t think anyone will find it at this price, right?”
As Jiyoung held back the throbbing pain rising deep in her chest and spoke in a casual voice, Soyoung tilted her head and opened her mouth.
“I think I saw an article saying that some people received a few thousand dollars in one night. Is that expensive? Since I don’t know the market price… But wouldn’t I have to pay that much to even get a taste of my master’s slave?”
Soyoung was asking because she really didn’t know, but to Jiyoung and Bomi, it sounded like she didn’t know because she had never sold her body before.
‘No, but this bitch is real! ‘What’s so good about being horny and spreading your crotch to a young guy while you’re making out?’
When Bomi, who remembered how Soyoung became her slave, was about to vent her anger, she was one step ahead of him and Jiyoung’s mouth opened.
“That’s a really special case. Because he was a really famous person. So there was even an article about it. “Most people don’t get even 1% of that.”
After listening to Jiyoung’s explanation and learning the approximate market price of the flower industry, Soyoung let out a small sigh of relief.
“Ah… Well, if everyone gets paid like that, half of the women in this country might be selling their bodies. What. Even if they give me more than that, I’m not willing to give it, but everyone has different opinions.”
Soyoung, who found out what she did not know, expressed her thoughts without malice, but to Jiyoung, who was already feeling guilty, and to Bomi, who had ill feelings toward Soyoung for writing obscene graffiti on Jiyoung, it seemed as if she was a money-lover, unlike Jiyoung, who had sold several bodies. It sounded like he was saying he would not fall for the temptation.
“This bitch really wants to see you?!”
In the end, Bomi, who thought that Soyoung was mocking Jiyoung by pretending not to know anything, started yelling and tried to move forward, but Jiyoung, who was regretting her past as a sponsor by justifying herself under the temptation of making easy money, urgently stopped her. .
“Bomi!”
And then Soyoung, who reflexively flinched at her sudden shout, opened her eyes and spoke.
“It was a surprise. Sister. “Why do you keep getting angry from earlier?”
No matter how much she thought about it earlier, Soyoung, who had no idea why Bomi was angry, asked with sincere curiosity.
However, to Bomi, whose ill feelings toward Soyoung had already reached their peak, even her wide-eyed questioning seemed like a sarcasm disguised as her natural virtue.
“You sarcastically criticized my master for a small mistake he made in the past!”
After hearing her angry voice and learning why Soyoung was angry, Soyoung spoke in a puzzled voice.
“Me? “When did I criticize Jiyoung and criticize her older sister?”
“What dirty graffiti you did! Sarcastic…”
When Bomi tried to reason with Soyoung, who spoke as if she had no idea, a low voice came out of Jiyoung’s mouth.
“Kwak Bomi. Stop.”
Soyoung, who was stopped from speaking by her master’s cold voice, which had always been gentle, looked back at Jiyoung and opened her mouth with a tearful expression on her face.
“But master… That bitch…”
Although Seongjae spoke in a cold voice because he thought it was important to calm down Bomi before he got angry, Jiyoung, who knew that the reason Bomi was angry was ultimately because of her, looked at Bomi with her pitiful eyes and faintly looked at her. He said with a smile.
“Bomi. It’s just a doodle. Calm down. Soyoung probably didn’t do that to disparage me, but to please the master.”
Soyoung, who saw Bomi looking back at Jiyoung after calming down her anger and Jiyoung gently stroking Bomi’s cheek to comfort her, said as if she realized something about her.
“Ah. I guess it was because she was afraid that her master would look at her unnie Jiyoung negatively because of her past. Don’t worry. Sister Soyoung. The master doesn’t really care about her slave’s past. Mina, who has been playing around with black people since she was in high school, is also very abusive. “She even conceived another man’s child.”
“Hey. Why do I come out there?”
Mina, who was watching the three of them bickering while looking at Seongjae, frowned at her story about herself and became irritated. Soyoung shrugged her shoulders and said.
“What. It’s true. Anyway, not only Mina, but also Ina, who was preyed upon by numerous men under her previous owner, and Jeongmi, who was abandoned after giving birth to two babies by her previous owner. And even before I became my master’s slave, I played promiscuously like no other young man would, and Jeong-ah, who lived as a member of the club Juksuni and had one-night stands. She has never discriminated against anyone because of her past. What. “He is thorough about his mistakes after becoming a slave.”
‘What kind of crazy talk is this? Why am I worried about that?’
When Bomi, who was calming down her anger by feeling a soft hand caressing her cheek, was dumbfounded by Soyoung’s absurd words, who interpreted her actions in her own way, Soyoung spoke next.
“So, I don’t think you need to worry that the owner will neglect Jiyoung because of the graffiti. You know that the master is fair to all slaves. Or could it be that you are still selling yourself without your master’s knowledge…?”
Jiyoung, who was listening to Soyoung while soothing her Bomi, quickly opened her mouth to her terrible question.
“Oh, I’m not selling it! Absoluteness! I will never sell it! Master! It’s true! Absoluteness! I have never given myself to a man other than my master! It’s true!”
Jiyoung, who was afraid that Seongjae might misunderstand, spoke in a desperate voice. Seongjae, who was curious about how Jiyoung would react if pushed to her limit, who had asked her not to throw away the limbs and throw them away because it was okay for her to have her limbs cut off, and only the torso left, spoke in a voice full of doubt. .
“Is it suspicious that you deny it so strongly? Now that I think about it, I’ve gotten a lot of DMs saying they’ll sponsor me on Twatch. Didn’t I get paid to give my pussy to one or more of them? Be honest. Then I’ll just treat it like leaving that graffiti on my stomach as a tattoo.”
Ji-yeong, whose face grew pale under suspicion of her identity, desperately insisted on her innocence.
“I have never responded to any DMs! Since she became a slave, she has never met another man. Master! “I really only care about my master!”
“Well… I can’t do anything with words. “I have to prove it.”
“Z-Proof…?”
“Okay. Proof. Hmm… What would be better… Ah. That would be nice. Take a picture of that doodle now and send it to the people who sent you a DM. Anyone who bought you will ask why the price changed.”
“Okay, I’ll take a picture right away and send you a DM. “Master.”
Seongjae responded to his words and added to Jiyoung, who went to get his smartphone to take a picture of her doodle.
“Choose well. If I tell you the truth now, it will end with a tattoo. But if it turns out it’s a lie, I’ll even scribble on your face and throw it away.”
“Uh, absolutely! I have never given my body to another man! Really. “Master!”
Jiyoung, who repeatedly maintained her innocence despite warnings from her husband, took a picture of her on her lower stomach and sent it to everyone who sent her DM.
‘Well, I’m sure a crazy person won’t send me a strange answer… Well, that won’t happen…’
Although she has not sold herself since she became a slave, Jiyoung feels a little anxious knowing that there are many crazy and insane people in the world, and she reports to Seongjae.
“Okay, the photo has been sent. “Master.”
After receiving the report, Seongjae held out his hand and said to Jiyoung, who was holding tightly to her smartphone, which had already started ringing with DM notifications.
“Okay? Then bring your smartphone here. “I’ll have to see what DMs come in.”
“Woah, here it is. “Master.”
Jiyoung handed over the smartphone and looked at Sungjae, praying that no one would send her strange DMs.
“Um… Are you here already? Jiyoung is popular. Let’s see…”
-You bitch, you should show your face and send it away.
-If you go all the way in there, is it a human dick or an animal dick, you crazy bitch?
-Do you not give discounts on thick items? I am confident in its thickness.
-Please send me a full body shot. 24 cm.
-Hey. The horse’s cock is over 1 meter long, but is it changing owners?
-Please provide a daily price list, not just a weekly price list.
Seongjae, who was reading the DMs that were constantly coming in, caught sight of a strange sentence and opened her mouth.
“‘The prices are different!’? What does this mean?”
Of course, when Seongjae saw that the DM he had previously sent was ‘300 calls per month?’, He knew that the DM was questioning the difference from the price he had called.
However, Jiyoung couldn’t read the contents of the DMs because she was busy replying to all the DMs that came to her. She shook her head in disbelief and pleaded.
“Oh, no! Well, that’s wrong! Me, really! I really haven’t met another man since I became my master’s slave! I guess he mistook it for someone else and sent it to me! It’s true! Please believe me! “Master!”
Seongjae, who was very satisfied seeing Jiyoung’s expression tinged with despair, opened her mouth to push Jiyoung even further.
“Even though the evidence came out, you lied to the end… I tried to tell you the truth even now, and they would let you know… Ha… Just pack your bags and leave. It would be a waste to go to Hyewon and get a tattoo. He said something about Saji. Tsk.”
The moment Sungjae’s sentence was handed down, Bomi was overjoyed.
‘I don’t know what kind of person you are, but thank you! Thank you too, bitch!’
When Bomi is imagining a happy future with Jiyoung, thanking Soyoung for making Sungjae suspicious of Jiyoung and an unknown person who sent her a strange DM.
Ji-young was devastated by Seong-jae’s decision to abandon her, and she cried, feeling like she was grasping at straws.
“Hmm… Well, I’m sorry for lying. Master… Black… Master, without your knowledge… Black… Mo, I sold my body… Ugh… I will accept any punishment… I will never sell my body from now on, so… Please forgive me just once… Hehe…”
