## Chapter 187 – 19. Turf
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It had been a while since I’d come to Songdo.
It was because of Lee Na-eun’s department 회식 (hoe-shik, company dinner).
It was kind of a forced thing, but since I decided to save her face, I might as well do it properly, and I was also curious about her subordinates.
A whole ten prosecutors, and all women.
Should I hold back when I could be playing with them?
I should taste them out of curiosity, at least.
So, I negotiated directly with the chief prosecutor to create a 회식 (hoe-shik) in the form of a departmental field trip.
But that crazy bastard gave off the vibe that he wanted to join in too, so I cursed him out.
He seemed very upset, but he knew his place and didn’t push it any further.
Was he out of his mind? Trying to horn in.
“That guy’s out. Find a female chief prosecutor as soon as possible.”
“Yes, Master.”
I took the AV to the Songdo mansion.
I had been staying at the office in Ganghwa even before living on the artificial island, so it had really been a while.
“There’s no place like home.”
Actually, I was originally planning to go to the entertainment district in Songdo.
Songdo is the wealthiest neighborhood in Incheon and an enormous city of entertainment.
It wasn’t always like that; surprisingly, early Songdo was a quiet city with nothing to do with entertainment.
But that all changed after the Third World War, when a huge number of Chinese and foreigners flocked to Incheon, turning it into a chaotic mess.
In other words, the fact that it’s stabilized to this extent after decades means something.
Anyway, being such a huge entertainment city, there was one place I wanted to visit at least once.
Like the recently opened club called ‘Secret Viewer.’
This place has a pretty unique concept: on the first floor, countless people dance and have fun, while on the second floor, which only VIPs can enter, people are stepping on them and watching. Because the floor is glass.
But when viewed from the first floor, it’s opaque, so it looks like a normal ceiling.
As a result, the classes are divided between VIPs who enjoy the spectacle of stepping on people and those who dance excitedly without knowing it.
If it was just a simple case of ‘the floor is glass so you can see below,’ it wouldn’t be a big deal, but this club is advertising that it’s that kind of concept, so it’s causing controversy.
‘Should I build something similar on the artificial island?’
Yeah.
That sounds good.
After all, I have a total of a thousand female entertainers.
It would be good to have such facilities so I can call them to the artificial island whenever I feel like it and have a wild time.
And it’s not just entertainers.
I’m also picking up girls who have fallen from grace due to sex scandals and other incidents, and there are plenty of female criminals in Incheon to fill the prisons.
There were some who managed to escape even during this massive crackdown on the Namdong Industrial Complex. If I catch them while tracking them down, and they’re pretty, I’ll send them to my artificial island.
‘Fill the first floor with girls and make them dance, then watch from the second floor and pick out the ones who look tasty and send them up.’
Damn.
That’s it.
Immediately adopted.
While spending time indulging in pleasant fantasies, I arrived at the mansion before I knew it.
It felt somehow nostalgic.
“It’s been so long.”
“Augh.”
Dantto waddled down from behind.
“Hey. How much have you been eating to be waddling already?”
“Th-That’s because of, because of a special occasion!”
“Geez. How special can it be.”
I showed Dantto around the mansion as she trembled.
“This is my original home. It’s worth a whopping 16 billion won.”
It’ll probably go up soon, though.
“16 billion…! With that money, you could buy so many hotteok-“
“Are you crazy?”
She’s trying to sell the house to buy hotteok.
Is she insane?
How much does she like to eat, anyway?
“You, since you’re here, go run five laps around the mansion.”
“Wh-What did you say??!”
“You ate that melon bar earlier. That’s all going to turn into fat. Hurry.”
I smacked her butt, and she gritted her teeth and ran out.
Then she shouted, ‘You said it was zero calories!’
“Wow. She listens well now, though. Look at her running right away.”
Dantto was growing up.
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The entire mansion was in a party atmosphere.
Secretaries were busily moving around, carrying food and drinks, and entertainers brought from Goryeo Entertainment were dancing here and there.
“Wow, woah.”
Dantto looked around in amazement, completely out of it.
The neighborhood she was in wasn’t going to lose out in terms of depravity, but is she that amazed?
“Th-That’s because it’s depraved in a way that’s lacking…. Here, it’s just… everything is overflowing, so it feels corrupt.”
What’s that supposed to mean?
Anyway, there are a lot more people than I originally thought.
I was going to go to a club, but I came to the mansion instead. I have to make it similar.
If you want to feel the club atmosphere?
Then just mobilize that many people.
Take off the secretaries’ clothes and throw them in, call in a large number of entertainers I have and have them sing and dance, set off lights here and there, and blast the speakers, and you’ll get a roughly similar feeling.
I know it well from experience.
I even bought an island to get Myungin’s Go board, and I let the entertainers loose there and had a wild time. I still remember those times often.
“Have fun, Dantto. I’ll allow unlimited meals just for today.”
“U-Unlimited…!”
Dantto swallowed hard and jumped up and down before disappearing into the crowd.
Lee Na-eun and the prosecutors were on the second floor.
Under the dim lights, everyone was shaking their bodies to the beat of the music, holding drinks and beverage bottles in both hands.
“Ah, Master.”
Except for Lee Na-eun, of course.
Being a terrible dancer, she never dances unless I order her to.
She was standing quietly in front of the stairs, as if waiting for me to come.
I immediately put my arm around her waist and took her to where the prosecutors were.
“Why aren’t you dancing?”
“…You know why. I only want to dance on top of Master’s dick.”
“Ha. Look at what you’re saying.”
I really want to do a face-to-face 좌위 (jwa-wi, sex position).
“Young Master…!”
The prosecutors, who had been letting their bodies move to the rhythm, stiffened slightly when they found me.
But maybe it’s because they’ve had some alcohol, they’re not that serious.
“Your outfits are amazing.”
I wonder if Lee Na-eun ordered them to.
Everyone was wearing shockingly depraved outfits.
First of all, they don’t have tops on.
They’re showing off their breasts, and you can see the trajectory of their nipples every time they shake their bodies.
The bottoms were a bit more diverse: some were wearing only pantyhose, some were wearing formal skirts, some were wearing leggings that clung to their legs, and so on.
The common point was that they were emphasizing their leg lines.
“Are you prosecutors or prostitutes?”
“Aww~. I’ll be sad if you say that~.”
One of the prosecutors whined and hugged my arm.
“Heh. Na-eun, that’s 애교 (aegyo, acting cute). Try doing that once.”
“Y-Yes?”
A coquettish voice that even the much-improved Lee Na-eun can’t imitate.
With the arm that was holding Lee Na-eun, I grabbed the breast of the female prosecutor who was hugging me.
“Aeuung…!”
The moan, subtly buried in the loud music, was quite lewd.
The other prosecutors also flocked around me.
They’re all quite aggressive.
Is it the power of alcohol?
It looks like I’ll be able to have an even wilder time than I expected today.
“Should I try some breast milk first?”
“Huh? We don’t have breast milk-“
“If you don’t have it, you can make it.”
“Eeeh??”
She was shocked by what she imagined.
I took the alcohol she was holding and poured it on her breasts.
“Kyaang~! It’s cold!”
Then I immediately bit her breast and sucked.
The tingling alcohol and the excitement rushed in, and blood rushed to my dick.
“Aeuung!”
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Deputy Chief Prosecutor Oh Yoon-joo was hiding in a corner.
Well, it’s not really hiding, she’s just sitting at a table and chair on the edge.
I don’t know if she can hide with this, but what can she do? She can’t skip the 회식 (hoe-shik) itself.
It’s not that she dislikes these kinds of 회식 (hoe-shik).
She actually likes to have fun.
But…
The problem is that today, having fun isn’t just having fun.
‘…They’re all completely crazy.’
She looked at the center with jaded eyes.
It was almost a frenzy.
The music was mostly fast-paced beats, and with the flashing lights, alcohol, and food, everyone was incredibly excited.
‘There’s a prosecutor’s dignity, how can they…!’
The most spectacular thing was her subordinate prosecutors.
They were all demure women when they first greeted me, but whether they had been completely taken over by Lee Na-eun, or whether they had gone crazy after coming to this mansion, they were doing ridiculous things like exposing their breasts and shaking their bodies.
And after Go Moo-yeol came in, they were completely in prostitute mode.
Who would call them prosecutors?
No one would even think they were public officials, let alone lawyers.
‘…Is it unavoidable?’
It’s absurd, but if I think about it calmly, I can understand their feelings.
They’re all people who work for money and power, and they came to the departmental 회식 (hoe-shik), and they saw a magnificent mansion with a huge number of secretaries and entertainers mobilized to create the atmosphere.
On top of that, Go Moo-yeol, a heavyweight who’s hard to even look at, is participating directly.
If they can make a good impression here, their status could rise vertically, so who cares about being vulgar?
‘Haa. Can I… get back safely…?’
Looking at Go Moo-yeol, who was reaching out to harass the female prosecutors, sucking on their breasts, grabbing another prosecutor’s face and kissing her, and having a more dissolute time than anyone else, it doesn’t seem easy to go back without anything happening.
“Prosecutor?”
Then,
Someone approached.
A woman named Im Soo-ah, who is Go Moo-yeol’s chief secretary.
She’s from the police, but she’s so pretty that you’d believe she was a model.
She sat across from Oh Yoon-joo.
“I saw you were sitting alone, so I came over. Is there something wrong?”
