## Chapter 137 – (13)
“Ugh…”
Three days after bringing down the gangster.
I was now sprawled out, floating on the water.
After moving to the most expensive room, which came with a large private pool, I threw on a swimsuit and was now floating instead of swimming.
It was summer, so the sunlight was strong, but half of my body was in the water, and this unbalanced temperature difference felt good.
It was like blasting the air conditioner in the middle of summer and covering yourself with a thin blanket.
I guess this is what they call a “staycation.”
“…Is it okay for you to be doing this?”
Lasha splashed water at me with her foot as I lay floating.
I looked at Lasha as I bobbed up and down.
“…And you’re enjoying yourself in that lewd swimsuit.”
“Don’t call it lewd…”
Lasha covered her chest with her hands.
Ah, I shouldn’t have said that.
“This is the only swimsuit I have… and I don’t want to buy another one.”
Lasha plunged into the water, perhaps to hide her body.
Lasha’s wet shoulders were alluring.
Lasha went to the edge of the pool and looked at the scenery outside.
Surprisingly, the pool in this room was on an outdoor balcony.
Even though it was outdoors, there was no need to worry about anyone’s gaze.
The pool was high up, overlooking all the buildings.
Looking down at the buildings from the pool, Lasha said,
“…I wonder if Lana is doing well?”
“She’ll be fine.”
‘Because she’s a valuable product.’
I swallowed the rest of the words in my heart.
In any case, the important thing was that Lana would be fine.
“Now there are only two people left.”
“Yeah. But it’s practically one person, I think.”
The moment the gangster became a slave, the old man and the middle-aged woman lost a lot of money due to the bet.
At the same time, I remembered the woman’s quiet mutterings.
‘She definitely said that she might have to liquidate the building now, right?’
That meant that the woman was slowly reaching the limit of her funds.
I didn’t think she would gamble or obsess over Lana while even liquidating her building.
What I was worried about was the old man.
His title as a director of a large corporation wasn’t just for show.
His financial power seemed unusual.
He was even the most cautious of the three.
That was a little annoying, but—
“Ugh…”
There was no other way.
I guess it would work out if I just did what I’ve been doing so far.
Lying down like this made me a little hungry.
“I’m getting hungry.”
“Shall we go out then?”
“Let’s do that.”
We got out of the pool.
After lightly washing up, we sat on the sofa in comfortable clothes.
And, naturally, we both took out our phones.
It had been quite a while since we started staying at the hotel, so we were tired of room service.
You could say that the hotel had its own unique flavor.
No matter what you ordered, you could taste the luxurious and overly refined feeling of the food.
Those flavors definitely got old quickly.
At some point, we both started craving stimulating flavors without saying a word.
Spicy, salty, and sweet.
We missed the unhealthy flavors.
So these days, we just ordered food from outside using a delivery app.
The hotel staff picked it up on the first floor and helped deliver it here, so we could eat comfortably.
Knock knock.
Someone knocked on the door, and we looked at each other.
“…Did you already order?”
“No way.”
Lasha walked casually towards the door and then naturally turned back.
I looked up at Lasha, wondering what was wrong.
“What?”
“The outfit…”
“Ah.”
Lasha’s current outfit was a white t-shirt that was see-through over her lewd swimsuit.
Lasha and I had gotten used to the outfit, but it was an outfit that couldn’t be shown to anyone.
I had no choice but to get up and open the door a little.
Then there was a hotel employee holding a 택배 (delivery) box.
“What is this?”
“Yes?”
“…Never mind.”
The hotel employee looked confused by my question, wondering what I was talking about.
It wasn’t a question that the person receiving the 택배 (delivery) should be asking.
I smiled, took the 택배 (delivery), and went back into the room.
The address was correct.
Ordering 택배 (delivery) to the hotel.
I wouldn’t have ordered it, would I?
“Ah… that’s mine.”
Of course, there were only two people in this hotel room, so if it wasn’t me, there was only one suspect.
Lasha shyly raised her hand.
“What is it?”
“Um… there are clothes and stuff like that…”
Is this what a teenage daughter is like?
Lasha strode over and snatched the 택배 (delivery) away.
On the contrary, that appearance of trying to hide it stimulated my curiosity.
So I took it back.
“Here. Give it to me.”
“…Aish… here you go.”
When I held out my palm, Lasha hesitated but handed over the box again.
It felt like I was teaching a cat to shake hands.
This is the power of authority.
When I opened the box, I really saw clothes.
I took out the clothes one by one.
A hoodie, a hoodie that exposed the stomach, a hoodie with a big hood, a short-sleeved t-shirt.
“…”
“What… hoodies are comfortable.”
I looked at Lasha’s body.
Especially her chest.
Hiding her weapons with a hoodie.
It was such a waste.
And below that, there was a piece of clothing made of a unique material different from the hoodie.
“Wait—”
Lightly dodging Lasha’s hand trying to stop me, I picked up the clothes.
And it wasn’t ordinary clothes.
The area of the fabric was clearly small.
“…Underwear?”
“…”
“Why did you order these by 택배 (delivery)?”
I wasn’t embarrassed, but curious.
If it was a place that sold clothes and underwear, there was a shopping mall on the first basement floor.
I even went there with her.
Around the time I was getting tired of the hotel food, I went to the first basement floor to eat and shop.
I remembered that Lasha was carefully looking at underwear and hoodies at that time.
“You can buy it on the first basement floor.”
“…They don’t have my size underwear there…”
“…”
My gaze naturally went to Lasha’s chest.
“Ah.”
I see.
I didn’t know there would be such difficulties.
Well, underwear stores usually have sizes that sell well.
It’s understandable that there wouldn’t be underwear in Lasha’s size.
Suddenly, I became a little curious.
I picked up the underwear with the name of a famous brand that started with the name Calvin and requested.
“Show me.”
“…Sigh, give it to me. I had to try it on anyway.”
She took the underwear as if she couldn’t help it.
Now she didn’t even show a reaction of refusing my orders.
It felt like I was just accepting her whining.
So a secret fashion show began in my hotel room.
“Oh…”
Lasha hesitated and came out after changing her clothes.
It was the underwear I saw earlier.
On the surface, it didn’t look much different from Lasha’s outfit when she was competing.
Nevertheless, the fact that I thought it was underwear gave me a stimulating feeling of seeing something I shouldn’t see.
After glancing at my reaction, she went back into the room.
And then the door opened again.
“Wow…”
“Don’t make weird exclamations…”
This time, what should I say.
It was plain black underwear.
This wasn’t bad either.
Although it was plain, it was new because it was the type of underwear that Lasha didn’t usually wear.
And Lasha was standing there, receiving my gaze blankly.
“…Is that all? I thought there was more.”
“That’s… that—”
Hesitating, Lasha finally sighed and confessed.
“…It’s an outfit for when I satisfy you…”
“…Like 勝負下着 (shoubu shitagi – lingerie for special occasions)?”
“It’s not like that… but it’s similar.”
As soon as I heard those words, the atmosphere became strange.
I didn’t intend it.
It just became that kind of atmosphere like something flowing.
A slightly erotic atmosphere.
“…Show me now.”
“Aish…”
Then Lasha went into the room and came out after a while.
The outfit Lasha came out wearing was lingerie.
Even one that was see-through.
I was impressed that she had prepared such an outfit.
That Lasha did.
“Um… take it out quickly. …Do it.”
Lasha was embarrassed and stuck close to me, urging me.
And as soon as I took it out, my dick was already erect.
“…Why are you like this?”
Lasha was embarrassed to see my already hardened dick.
Well, it’s because I saw someone’s body.
I didn’t answer, but instead quietly looked at Lasha’s outfit.
Lasha blushed as if she realized the meaning of my gaze and lowered her head.
“…Then I’ll start.”
“Wait.”
“Yes?”
“Is it okay if I touch you too?”
Lasha coughed in surprise at my words.
Gradually, she took a breath and calmed down.
And she whispered softly as if someone was listening.
“Why are you asking about that… just, just do it. You were going to do it anyway…”
Starting with those words, Lasha slowly put her hand on my dick, and I slowly reached out to Lasha.
Sitting side by side, we caressed each other’s bodies.
I put my hand on Lasha’s shoulder and slowly lowered my hand.
Lasha glanced at my hand out of the corner of her eye.
It seemed like she couldn’t take her eyes off it even though she was pretending not to.
Every time my palm brushed against her skin, Lasha’s touch seemed to become a little more active.
My hand went down from her shoulder, wrapped around her waist, and went up again.
And I slowly put my hand on Lasha’s chest.
“…Ugh…”
It was a small voice, but it sounded like a whisper in my ear because our distance was so close.
To hear that voice more, I slowly massaged her chest this time.
Her large breasts slightly slipped out through the gaps in my hands.
Lasha also slowly grabbed my dick and started shaking it up and down.
It’s different.
Lasha must be feeling it too.
It was different from one person doing it unilaterally, and each other touching.
Something more.
It was closer to sex.
“Wait, this is…”
It wasn’t just me who realized that.
Lasha pushed my hand away, but I was already switched on.
I had no choice but to whisper softly in her ear.
“…You know?”
“…Yeah, because it’s for my sister…”
