Chapter 77 – Part 1
Actually, there was no particular reason why I ordered ‘massage’ from Sena.
Because there was nothing else I could do about it.
It means that the horse is a slave, isn’t Senna actually a slave?
If she had been a real slave, she would have been fucked from ‘spread your legs, slave bitch’ without a real jerk.
But isn’t that what she is?
That’s why she had no choice but to think about what she could ask Sena to do without crossing the line, and the only thing that came to her mind during that time was massage.
She honestly thought of other things as well, but that was the only thing useful between them.
That would be the case, because everything else was worse than not doing anything, or it was an act that crossed the line in some way.
That’s why I ordered a massage.
‘..Why are you good at it?’
Surprisingly, Senna’s massage was quite plausible.
‘Where’s the bastard?’
To the extent that I even thought of it.
Could it be that he went to an academy to learn?
I suddenly thought of it, but honestly, I don’t think it was. The day she fictionalized that wearing clothes was annoying, she only wore a hoodie and sweatpants.
But she’s learning massage, so she goes to an academy?
Wouldn’t it be more realistic and likely that she would rather go by and quit her workout than that.
If she had a close relationship with broadcasting, she would have said that she went there because of broadcasting, but isn’t she massage?
So it was most likely Gina’s influence.
It is a fact that Gina has been athletic since her school days. It is a fact that can be known just by looking at the trophies in the cupboard that occupies one corner of Gina’s room.
And that way she doesn’t have to be good enough to go and win trophies. She’s so fucking good that it’s only possible when the words ‘Fuck you, the difference in talent..’ Come out of the other person’s mouth.
The problem is that it is difficult to reach the peak of any sport with talent alone.
Because it is in that world that you can reach the peak only when you put in the effort to support that talent.
If so, how much effort did her Gina have to win those numerous trophies in her room?
Well, I haven’t seen it myself, but I must have made an effort to vomit blood.
As such, the wounds and throbbing pains would not have left her body throughout her school days.
Did he really leave it alone after passing through his aching body every single day?
Does Se Nara have a Jjolttagoo that’s perfect for pampering?
Therefore, the fact that Senna’s hand, which is working hard on my body, is so skillful is inevitably due to Gina’s influence.
Gina must have lived with her exclusive massager all through school, but how could she not be good at it?
She wouldn’t have been able to refuse as much as her opponent was her opponent.
The moment she refused, ‘Would you like to just do it? Or do you want to get hit?’, Knowing for sure that the comment would come out of Gina’s mouth, how could she refuse?
It is said that Seodang Gae also recites Poongwol in 3 years, but even if she started her exercise roughly from middle school, she was 3 years of middle school and 3 years of high school, so it is a whopping 6 years.
If that’s enough, Seodanggae might be saying Young master and Mencius, not Poongwol.
Even her dog would do that, but what about Senna, who had to live with her sister’s exclusive massager for at least six years?
Of course, I had no choice but to become proficient beyond the level of getting used to the act of massaging someone’s body.
Maybe that’s why, but every time Senna’s hand rubbed her shoulder, a slight pain and an immense coolness came rushing in.
‘The fuck melts..’
Thanks to that, she no longer has to do bad acting.
The feeling of the fatigue built up in her muscles melting away under Sena’s hands was so good that not just her acting, but the sound of her pain kept coming out of her mouth.
“OMG..”
If there is a paradise, it might be right here.
It hadn’t been long since I had taken a shower with hot water, so my body felt warm to myself, but thanks to the heating system, even the air around me was warm, so the comfort that came from it was no joke.
Adding to that the fatigue after exercise, it was literally an instant for my body to be swallowed up by a thing called drowsiness.
Little by little, my eyelids got heavy.
‘Ah.. I’m filming…’
No matter how much it was, the thought that it would be a bit like sleeping suddenly popped into my head, but it didn’t last long. Because even that was eaten up by the languid feeling.
Took-
I felt the phone slipping through my fingers, and then the sound of it tipping over onto the sofa reverberated in my ears.
She tried to twitch her fingers hard, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t get a hold of it.
All the while, the drowsiness grew, and before I knew it, my eyelids began to feel so heavy that I couldn’t hold them any longer.
He kept trying to open his eyes somehow, but for a while, he had no choice but to close his eyes. Because it felt so heavy.
I muttered in the sight that had turned black.
‘Okay..’
Isn’t it live broadcast like the last time I went shopping for clothes?
If there were still scenes to be filmed, I would have slapped myself in order to somehow come to my senses, but that wasn’t even the case.
It’s been a long time since the filming of the essential scenes Sena said was over.
So, wouldn’t it be okay to close my eyes for a while?
If it was cold, I would have thought about it a little more, but since the heating was turned on so much, it wasn’t cold at all even though I didn’t have a blanket or something covered.
So-
Like that..
It fell dark.
How long had it been since Yuhan fell like that?
In order not to think of unnecessary things, Sena put away everything else and concentrated all her energy on massaging Yuhan’s body.
At that, Sena’s expression changed into a frown.
Although she said it was to prevent unnecessary thoughts, she said that she herself was sweating like this, and she was giving her a massage diligently. Just because.
‘What..’
Because of that, her face was slightly frowned for a moment, but she smiled as if Sena had a good idea and released her hand from her grip on Yuhan’s shoulder.
Then, he tried to stretch it straight toward Yuhan’s nape—
I just stopped.
It had to be.
As I stretched out my hand toward Yuhan, who was soundly asleep, the feeling was so strange that it was hard to explain.
It was absolutely not my intention in the first place, but the face of Yuhan, who was sleeping soundly with her eyes tightly closed, and
“Um…”
What should I say to see her hand reaching out towards Yuhan?
Perhaps that was the case.
As before, the blood rushed to his face and the place started to heat up.
It barely managed to put it to sleep, but in the end it came back to life, but Sena hurriedly got up from Yuhan’s stomach at the sensation.
I don’t know if it’s because his face is hot like before, but it’s because the sweet smell of shampoo that kept making me feel weird came out of Yuhan and flowed into my nostrils.
The more I smelled it, the more intense the feeling of heat that occupied my face grew, so I thought I had to get away from Yuhan.
After coming down from the top of Yuhan and the sofa and fanning his hands against his face as hot as a ripe loaf of bread that was just right to eat, the first thing that came to his eyes was the image of a camera with a red dot shining brightly.
As if threatening that she had watched the whole thing from beginning to end, it was an empty laugh that flowed from Sena’s mouth at the menacingly shining red dot.
Because he realized that because of the red dot.
The fact that every single thing she saw of her that she saw just a moment ago would be captured on video and left in the camera.
‘..I’ll have to edit it and send it.’
There are dozens of scenes that come to mind right away, so I couldn’t just let them go.
While thinking about that, she was relieved at the same time.
If it was broadcast live as usual, even worrying like this would have been a luxury.
What would have happened if what was in that camera was broadcast live?
What popped into my head was one of the V-Tube comments I saw during a meeting with the editors this morning.
The moment Sena crumpled her expression the moment the comment popped up in her mind, revealing her naked desire by tying her Yuhan and herself together.
I suddenly thought that maybe it was because of that comment.
So, unlike usual, he had a strange thought about Yuhan.
‘No matter who it is, I will never leave it alone..’
No matter what happens, I will catch him and let him know that life is a real battle.
‘Agreement? I’m going to ask you to hide it.’
What kind of agreement is an agreement even when the family is mentioned?
In that way, the person who wrote the comment was chewing carefully, but within a while, he moved toward the camera.
There were a lot of useless things taken in the back, but anyway, I took all the necessary things, and since Yuhan was asleep, it was impossible to continue filming any longer.
It would be uncomfortable to lie down, but seeing that he fell down so quickly, he must have been very tired from working out.
Thinking of this, I pressed the stop shooting button and retrieved the camera that had been placed on the cradle. The first thing I saw was Yuhan still asleep on the sofa.
But it wasn’t like before.
It was because the posture was very uncomfortable, and the expression was slightly frowned.
‘Ugh…’
Looking at that scene, I tut tut and clicked my tongue inwardly, but then I put the folded stand on the floor for a while along with the camera, and moved toward the sofa where Yuhan was lying.
It was to correct my posture, as it would be difficult if I left it as it was and later woke up and complained about my back hurting.
Fortunately, it wasn’t too difficult to make Yuhan roll over.
After pushing his hand into the narrow gap between the sofa and the shoulder, Yuhan rolled over as if he had waited for that moment.
If there’s only one problem, it’s that the t-shirt is slightly rolled up, slightly exposing the stomach?
I couldn’t help but smile bitterly as I watched Yuhan, scratching his soft-looking stomach, which was slightly exposed under his T-shirt, and talking in his sleep, saying ‘Um…’.
At times like this, it became clear to me that she was really more of a child than herself.
‘Should I bring her a blanket from her mother’s room…’
Thanks to the heating, I didn’t feel cold at all even in winter, but if I open my stomach like that, I might get an upset stomach.
It must have been the moment I was thinking.
The gaze, which had been fixed on the slightly exposed belly of Yuhan, quietly went down.
What came into my eyes with him was something that was slowly revealing my presence over the thin shorts.
Senna frowned for a moment after he hesitated and stepped back, startled by the figure that filled his vision.
It was because the memory of the accident in the morning came back to my mind while I was looking at ‘it’.
To be precise, it should be said that it is the appearance of an unknown object that still remains as a question and has been carved like a tattoo.
Honestly, at first I was embarrassed and thought I was looking at the wrong hair, but now that I think about it, I could never have done it.
It has no choice but to be hairy, so it must be long enough to reach that position.
‘Mmm, not even the hair…’
Anyway, for that reason, the thing I saw in the morning could never become hair.
If so, what was it?
‘It must have looked like a letter…’
In fact, it was for this reason that she said that it looked like a tattoo.
The problem is that it’s not anywhere else, and there’s no way there’s anything like that written there…
If so, what the hell was she seeing?
‘Was that… The way?’
I think it was a girl…
Anyway, no matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t understand why something like that was written there.
‘..Girl?’
It was a possibility so ominous that it made his expression harden.
Each of Yuhan’s actions, which she thought had changed a little lately, flashed through her mind.
What if it was a mask to hide something?
Then, what came to her mind was the fact that Yuhan had visited the new place for 3 days and 2 nights a few days ago.
‘Alcohol..’
It was that Yuhan was very bad at drinking.
In the first place, even if you drink just one can of beer, it is Yuhan who turns into Hellele.
However, if he remembers correctly, Yuhan must have said that he drank a lot, often, the day after he returned from his new home.
Was that Yuhan’s will?
Probably not.
Perhaps others, that is to say, the bitches who had a drink with Yuhan forced her to do so.
A man who lost consciousness after drinking far more than his original dose.
And the women who forcibly offered to drink for that purpose.
It was honestly obvious what would happen to the man after that.
Even more so, didn’t Yuhan have more than a decent celebrity appearance?
Would the bitches who couldn’t use four legs if they were men willingly let go of such a Yuhan?
It was not for a moment that I stared down at Yuhan, who was sleeping with a hardened face at the ominous imaginations that filled my head in an instant—
Gulp-
With the sound of swallowing saliva, a certain resolution appeared on Senna’s face.
It had to be.
If what he was imagining was correct, he thought that Yuhan shouldn’t be left unattended.
What if we leave Yuhan alone like this?
Maybe you’re going to face the worst of it.
Even if it looks okay right now, the truth is that it will never be okay. And if it gets to the point where it’s hard to even pretend to be okay… That’s when it’s really over.
If Yuhan really went through something like that, it was unlikely that Yuhan would tell him about it with his own mouth.
In the first place, even when Yuhan was being tormented by that stalker bitch, he never said anything about him.
At least, his older sister noticed something was wrong and used her hand, so if it wasn’t for that, Yuhan might have really suffered the worst thing as a man.
As such, even if something really happened, he would probably keep his mouth shut this time too.
Until it festers and bursts.
So it was.
‘..I have to check.’
He cautiously stretched out his hand toward Yuhan, who was soundly asleep.
He fervently prayed that it would not be what he had imagined..
Sena cautiously reached out her hand towards Yuhan, who was soundly asleep.
