Chapter 124 – Episode 124
Chiyo was suffering from a strange illness. She said that it is a disease where the words that are on the inside come out of the mouth, but since this was the first time she had heard of this disease, she wondered if she should believe it.
But looking at her expression, she seemed really sorry, so I decided to believe it.
“Pubic hair..! Ah… I’m sorry. I’m sorry!”
“Hmm..! Well, anyway, you know that you have to be good at massage to work at a massage shop, right?”
“Ah yes! Of course it’s pepper hair! Oh, I’m sorry, really!”
I’m going crazy.
Is my head going crazy now? Or has the world turned upside down? Otherwise, is it really a dream?
Fuck… If this is the case with the first interviewer, what should we do from now on?
“If you come from Japan, do you have a place to stay in the future?”
“Ah yes! I have money! I know someone there, so I’m planning to stay there for a while. I love living together! I like Korean men!”
“…Is the person you live with a man?”
“No, no! Yes, yes!”
“How old is the person you live with?”
“Maybe thirty-five?”
“How did you find out?”
“An app. He said he was my fan. Fan club president! Blowjobs! Blowjobs!”
“…”
Going crazy. There is a mountain beyond the mountain.
I said while applying pressure to my throbbing head.
“Once you go in there, you can’t do it.”
“Why? “Why?”
“Because it’s dangerous.” And you’re a minor now, right? If you do it wrong, you’ll be in big trouble, really. “You have to believe me.”
“Aha! Aha! Then I can sleep at the boss’s house!”
“… Why. Why does it happen like that?”
I don’t know why so many foreigners ask to sleep at my house these days. At the same time, I hate myself for not being able to say no. I don’t know why.
“Because the boss is a good person! Boss, are you going to attack me? Sex! Backstab! Covered in semen!”
“I won’t attack you. Well, that’s true, but… “
“Then I don’t have anyone to let me sleep… I guess I’ll have to stay with the fan club president for a few days…”
“No, that’s not possible?”
“Why! Then it’s my responsibility! “I’m going to have a lot of sex with the fan club president!”
“Please… Don’t do that. There is a sauna and I stay at a nearby motel.”
Then tears welled up in Chiyo’s eyes.
“Sauna? Motel? Please come with me, then.”
“That… Is something that cannot happen in Korea.”
“Why, why! Testimony! “I learned that there is nothing that cannot be done in the 21st century!”
As someone who has lived through the 20th and 21st centuries, I have never once thought that this was possible.
It was difficult. He threatened me that if I didn’t take him home and let him sleep, he would continue to be eaten by that old bastard, and in the end, this time became an argument rather than an interview.
Still… I couldn’t leave this delicate 19-year-old in the hands of that crazy pervert man. I hate just thinking about that picture.
“Ugh!”
“Boss, are you crying? Would you like me to wash it for you?”
“It’s done… Please…”
“That’s Okay? Did I pass? Oh yeah!”
I asked her to wait again and then tried to call Jin Ah-young. But this time, Jin Ah-young did not answer the phone again.
Sit back in your seat and take a sigh.
I wondered if there was another way.
What if we asked other women to take charge of Chiyo? She’ll probably ask if you want to go to the police station, asking if you’re even 19 years old.
Well… If I take you to my house, Daniel and Grace, two people who are not good in Korean, will be waiting for you. I didn’t think it was a particularly strange picture.
“No, before that!”
I pointed out the most important thing.
“I need to first test whether or not I can work at our store.”
“Hey… I understand.”
Oh yeah! Chiyo, who had jumped up from her seat as she did so, looked sullen as she sat back down. The moment she thought that she looked very young and cute,
“Where can I wash my clothes?”
“… You don’t have to do anything. “This is someone who will be in real trouble.”
“In Korean society, we were taught that we had to wash clothes at all costs.”
“Who? “Who.”
It’s not completely wrong, but the sucking that Chiyo talks about seems to be in a different context.
“Huh… I guess someone lied to me.”
“It is right for a massage shop to be good at giving massages.”
I spoke as seriously as I could. I was hoping that this interview would not fade into a strange direction.
“Do you know how to massage…?”
“Massage! Of course! I learned it while filming! Goddaughter! Erection! Blowjobs!”
“Except those three!”
“…Shit?”
“So it’s not like that? I think Mr. Chiyo came to the wrong street number…”
“No! I came to the right place. Now… I don’t want to be an actor. I want to love. That’s a Korean guy too! Korean men are the best! “I like it the best.”〈 Br〉
“…Why do you like Korean men?”
“Korean man! You are pretty. Cute and sexy… Caring. And he has a lot of charm. Japanese men… Boring… Strange… Not caring. “There is no charm.”
At first glance, it may seem like this is true.
If the Japanese men shown in dramas have the image of being tough or Yakuza-like, Korean men should be said to be more caring and romantic… Anyway, that’s how they are portrayed in the media, but if you look at the reality , it’s all there.
However, from a foreigner’s perspective, it seems like there is an illusion.
I didn’t try to deny it.
“So are you interested in learning massage?”
“Yes!”
“All right. “I’ll just stay for a few days and see.”
“Hey? Are you letting me sleep?”
“Is it so. Instead, I have to keep some promises.”
I made some promises.
You must never reveal what you are doing at our house. If anyone asks how old you are, answer that you are twenty-three. Never leave the house until you hear that you have passed. Be aware of the black man. No matter what the black man gives you, never let him draw blood.
Other than that, it didn’t matter.
Honestly, when there are three foreigners in the house, there is no need to worry if Chiyo shouts out ‘pussy’ or ‘cock’.
So, I secretly took Chiyo home just in time for work.
As soon as he entered, Daniel looked at Chiyo and said this.
“Oh~ I’m learning porn.”
“Isn’t it?”
“Oh! He’s a black man!”
“You’re a pornographic actor, right?”
“No? Where on earth did you see something strange…”
Grace prepared a plate of bulgogi for me and Chiyo, and Chiyo ate a little bit of the food, responded in Japanese that it was delicious, and put down a few chopsticks without eating them.
On the other hand, the rice was so delicious that I ate Chiyo’s entire portion. Grace smiled broadly at my ravenous appearance.
It got even weirder.
It feels like she has another little sister named Chiyo. Fuck… The house where I lived alone has now become crowded.
“But where are you going to let me sleep? Minors… “
“I’m not a minor?”
“Hmm… Anyway, not in my room.”
I got angry at Daniel’s words.
“Even if I say yes, I won’t send it to you, so don’t worry. Chiyo, you can sleep alone in the living room, right?”
“Huh? Where? “Over there?”
Chiyo pointed to the same sofa I pointed to.
“Uh, yeah…”
Chiyo mumbled her answer and sat sullenly for a while. The flowing line of her shoulders was enough to make me feel sorry for her.
But no matter how pitiful she looks, she can’t do it. Chiyo is 19 years old. Even though she sleeps with a nun who must maintain her virginity, she cannot let Chiyo into her bed. She is a nun who tolerates her sex by choice, and Chiyo is legally prohibited.
We took turns taking showers, just like we always did.
Daniel, who had already washed up and finished dinner, closed the door at 10 o’clock and went to bed, just like his grandfather.
Chiyo came, but her calm husband and the women she slept with.
Grace washed first, and then I washed. In any case, there shouldn’t be an unfortunate situation where Chiyo comes out after washing up first and sees her baby her face her.
As usual, I silently entered next to the bed where Grace was lying.
I could hear the sound of a shower in the living room, but it seemed like he was taking a shower without even closing the bathroom door.
If I listen carefully, I can even hear Chiyo humming, but I don’t want to know what she’s saying. He must be humming some strange combination of words. Fortunately, I couldn’t understand it because it was in Japanese.
After the sound of her water stream ends, Chiyo comes out to the living room and continues humming.
She seemed to go back and forth, putting on and taking off her clothes, and finally she sat down on the sofa.
I was very curious about how Chiyo behaved, so I kept concentrating on her sounds.
She seemed to shift her position here and there, as if at a loss. The characteristic crushing sound that can be heard from a leather sofa was repeated.
‘What are you trying to do?’
I was thinking about it, and sure enough, Chiyo got up from her seat and carefully opened the door to our room.
Chiyo stuck her head into her dark room and whispered softly.
“Sex…”
“…”
I couldn’t say anything.
A pretty, short nineteen-year-old girl crawled into the seat next to me, and I ran away from her and was chased into the middle of her bed.
Therefore, I ended up sleeping with a nun and a minor on either side.
There is one more piece of cake in the picture.
*
Somehow I fell asleep.
I woke up in the morning and ate the food Grace made for me, and I sat Chiyo down when she woke up and prepared her a meal. No one spoke about what happened last night.
Because I know that nothing happened anyway.
Could it be possible that he did it with a minor when a nun was next to him? Conversely, would you have done it with a nun in front of a minor?
‘Ha, I really stopped you properly.’
