Chapter 182 - Strange Visit
Late that night, right after Seoyoung was caught performing fellatio on Minseo.
Minseo had passed out in his room, still drunk and sobbing... and all the female executives, except for him, were gathered around a desk, looking troubled.
"It's only... been one day since Minseo got here."
Chaeryeong sighed deeply, pressing a hand to her forehead as if she had a splitting headache.
Soon, she glared at Hayoung, Suhyeon, and Seoyoung.
"Hayoung practically devoured him, Suhyeon showered him with kisses, and Seoyoung went as far as fellatio...? Does any of that make a lick of sense right now? Any at all?"
"...I'm sorry..."
"My apologies..."
"No, unnie... seriously, who could resist? He sat on my lap while I had my panties down, you know? While showering me with pecks...? That was practically self-defense..."
"Shut up."
Seoyoung tried to protest, as if she'd been deeply wronged... but all she got back was Chaeryeong's icy remark.
"Anyway... I didn't realize Minseo had such a dangerous drinking habit."
"Exactly. Did he grit his teeth and hide that from us all this time...?"
Jiha and Yujin said those words, but inwardly, they were both wishing they could see the drunk Minseo just one more time.
'A Minseo who's aggressive with skinship... that's definitely a turn-on.'
Seoyoung's face was still flushed, and she was squirming as if she were still very much aroused.
"By the way, Minseo won't remember this, right...? The moment he remembers, it's game over..."
He, who had even been subjected to fellatio, had just been letting Seoyoung eat his penis while streaming tears...
If those memories remained even after he sobered up... it was obvious there would be a total mess and a massive shock.
"Lee Seo-young... you... I'll let the kissing slide, but how are you going to explain the fellatio...?"
"....I'll just say... I thought it was a lollipop... and sucked it.."
"Are you insane?!"
Chaeryeong, her anger rising at Seoyoung's absurd response, let out a sigh so deep it felt like the ground might cave in.
Things couldn't go on like this.
It had only been one day, yet Minseo had already been subjected to kissing and fellatio... at this rate, he'd be stripped naked and devoured by tomorrow.
Since the doctor had said it was best not to create any shocking situations until he recovered his memory, they had all promised to refrain from lewd acts until his memory returned, but...
The actions of the amnesiac Minseo were far more proactive than expected.
To the point where the executives easily panicked and lost their reason.
In truth, since they were women whose sexual desires had been building up for a long time, they would get a little hot just by looking at Minseo... but with his proactive behavior added to the mix, this chaos had erupted.
"Hayoung-ah... roughly how many days did they say Minseo needs to recover his memory...?"
"At least 3 days... maybe 7 at most...?"
"Ugh."
Could they really make it through until then without anything happening...?
Of course.... she was no different herself.
"I feel bad for Minseo, but starting today, let's keep our distance from him."
"What...?!"
"I don't want to do that..."
"I'm against that too."
Everyone reacted negatively to Chaeryeong's shocking suggestion.
"Then who's going to take responsibility if Minseo can't recover his memory?"
Chaeryeong asked them with a serious attitude.
"I know it's hard to hold back right now. But shouldn't we refrain from things that could shock him? We need him to find his memories quickly so we can... do it."
At Chaeryeong's grave and logical words... the executives... soon seemed lost in thought.
"Just don't be too affectionate with Minseo. Hold onto your reason tightly. Let's just endure for a little while. Got it?"
"Mmm... alright."
"I guess it can't be helped."
"I'm sorry... Minseo-ya..."
And so, the operation to treat Minseo with a cold attitude to avoid pouncing on him was beginning.
The next day,
"Augh—fuck.."
Minseo woke up with a head that felt like it was splitting open.
How much did I drink yesterday...?
My memory is... completely gone... shit..
I didn't make any mistakes, did I...?
Minseo jumped out of bed, feeling anxious.
He desperately hoped he hadn't caused some strange accident in front of the executives, whom he wasn't even properly close with yet.
"Ah... shit. I should've drunk in moderation.."
Since he had amnesia, he didn't even know what his original drinking habit was like.
But of all things, he had gulped down too much alcohol yesterday... and the executives were at that drinking session.
"I didn't... like, vomit or anything, right.."
Minseo sniffed his pajamas to check.
"Phew. Let's wash up first."
Unaware of the massive disaster he had caused the night before, he entered the bathroom.
Swaaaa—
Warm water sprayed over his white body... and Minseo was coming to his senses as he chased away the lingering alcohol.
Throb—
Then, feeling a heat in his lower regions, Minseo looked down.
A half-erect penis entered his sight.
"Ah..."
Minseo soon realized that he hadn't masturbated even once since waking up in the hospital.
His sexual desire was currently quite pent up.
When he was staying at the hospital, he never had time to release his sexual desire. The reason was that the executives were constantly coming in and out of his private room, so if he tried to handle it in the private bathroom, he was sure to be caught.
Well, it wasn't like he had the mental leeway to worry about sexual desire anyway..
But now that he was living with six beautiful women with well-defined figures... it seemed he was starting to notice them more and more.
Just looking at this erection...
Slide—
Minseo gulped and gently wrapped his hand around his half-erect penis...
"Hng..."
Crazy... was it always this good...?
Because the amnesiac Minseo didn't know how sensitive his body had become from doing lewd things with the executives, his body trembled at the pleasurable sensation of gripping his penis.
"Haa... ha..."
And just as he began to slowly stroke his penis,
Knock knock—
"Minseo-nim?"
Yujin's voice drifted in from outside the door.
"Hup— Yes?!"
Startled by the voice outside the bathroom door, Minseo immediately let go of his penis.
"Are you washing up? The meal is ready."
"Ah... I'll... I'll be out in a moment."
Shit.. that scared me... I'll have to release my sexual desire in the evening.
Minseo quickly lathered up and began to wash.
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After washing, Minseo dressed in neat casual clothes and sat at the large dining table where everyone was gathered, cautiously watching their reactions.
All the executives were now wearing casual clothes suited to their tastes, rather than suits.
They were all seated neatly at the table, having come out earlier than him.
"Ah... hello..."
Minseo offered a friendly greeting while needlessly walking on eggshells around them...
"Yes."
"Good morning."
"Hello, Minseo-ssi."
"Hello."
The executives greeted Minseo.
'Uh...?'
The problem was... the greetings directed at him were quite different from before.
The tone of the executives' voices was a bit low and sounded cold..
If they used to greet him brightly while making eye contact...
Now, the executives didn't even meet his eyes and just gave a slight nod with low voices.
Furthermore, the atmosphere was somewhat chilly.
It wasn't a warm and noisy atmosphere, but a somewhat subdued one. That kind of atmosphere.
Looking at the current situation, Minseo could be certain in an instant.
'Shit.. I did something wrong.... definitely... I caused a massive disaster...'
Seeing the cold gazes of the executives, Minseo was 200% sure.
Soon.... his eyes, consumed by fear, grew very dark...
As worry and anxiety pierced his heart, Minseo began to tremble with fright.
'...Do... do they hate me now....? Wh..what should I do.. should I just get on my knees and beg right now..?'
Minseo, who couldn't remember what kind of accident he had caused, fell into a state of total panic, lost in all sorts of delusions.
Since the executives, who had taken such good care of him since he woke up, had now turned so cold—Minseo felt the kindness and warmth he had felt until now vanish in an instant, and a sense of sorrow welled up.
'Ah.... this is all because of me... it's all my fault...'
Instead of being able to thank the executives, he had gotten drunk and caused an accident... it was only natural they would be disappointed.
Well.... the reality was a bit different, though.
The reason the executives didn't meet Minseo's eyes was because their bodies kept getting hot, and the reason they spoke in cold voices was because they were tired from the meeting that lasted until late last night. And they had promised to treat him a bit coldly.
'Hing... Minseo-ya.. I'm sorry.. my heart feels like it's breaking..'
'Minseo... his expression looks bad.. shouldn't we stop this right now..?'
'It hasn't even been that long since we started.. just endure a little more..'
'Minseo-ya.. fighting..'
The executives were exchanging glances and observing his reaction without Minseo noticing.
Tremble—
'What should I do... I have to apologize for my mistake...'
Minseo had long since been consumed by fear.
And so, the breakfast began in silence.
Breakfast consisted of seaweed soup and various side dishes... but such things weren't important to Minseo right now.
He had to remember what kind of accident he had caused...
But memories from a blackout never returned...
Ah.... seriously... this is driving me crazy..
Being in this spot right now was agonizing for Minseo.
At the executives' cold attitude, which had changed so much... it felt like tears would burst out at any moment.
Without realizing it, the amnesiac Minseo was leaning on the executives a lot.
He was so grateful for them taking care of his amnesiac self so sincerely... and when he found out he was an orphan, they felt almost like mothers to him.
He was only realizing that fact now.
Minseo.. wanted to return the executives to how they were before... and finally, he put down his spoon and opened his mouth.
"I.. I'm sorry... I mean.. could you at least tell me... what kind of accident I caused...?"
With a trembling voice, as if he were about to burst into sorrowful tears at any moment, Minseo spoke to the executives...
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....
.....
All the executives' eyes widened as they froze... and then, chaos began to erupt once again.
"N-No, it's not like that.. Minseo-nim.."
"It's a misunderstanding—!! A misunderstanding—!!"
"Minseo-nim, you didn't cause any accident—! Absolutely not—!!"
The executives each brought him tissues, wet wipes, and water, trying to soothe him...
Sniff— sniffle..
"Hngh.. hugh.. I.. I thought I caused an accident.. and that the executives were angry..."
Seeing the executives return to their usual selves, Minseo shed sorrowful tears with quivering lips.
"Aieee.. why are you crying again—"
"Stop now.. you'll get indigestion.."
"Please have some water.."
With just one tear from Minseo, the operation to treat him coldly was shattered to pieces.
While Chaeryeong was being scolded by the other executives, that is.
Because of that, Chaeryeong became despondent from the guilt of making Minseo cry for so long.
'Minseo-ya... I'm sorry.. I.. hugh..'
With that rowdy morning—their misunderstanding was cleared..
Minseo was currently in his room, in a state of post-emotional clarity.
No... why did the tears suddenly...
He hadn't intended to cry... but suddenly tears had just streamed from his eyes.
The moment he thought he was being hated, his mind went blank and tears welled up.
Could this.. also be related to his lost memories..
He resolved to find his memories as soon as possible.
"Ha... I'm the leader of the Mafia, but I've only shown them pathetic sights."
Minseo tapped his cheeks, deciding to pull himself together.
Soon, when he opened his door and went out, the executives were nowhere to be seen.
"Is everyone resting in their rooms...?"
Looking around the empty corridor, Minseo decided he should explore the mansion and set off.
The executives' rooms were on the 2nd floor, and on the 1st floor, there was a large table where they could eat together, a kitchen, and a large living room.
There were various entertainment facilities, like a ping-pong table and darts.
"It's definitely nice."
Minseo felt a bit good, as if he had become someone born with a silver spoon.
Then... what's on the 3rd floor..?
Suddenly curious, Minseo headed to the 3rd floor.. and there were a few unused rooms and a rooftop outdoor swimming pool.
The angular glass pool looked clean and nice.
"Oh.. it would be okay to play here.."
Suddenly, imagining the executives in swimsuits, his cheeks flushed.
Ugh.. am I a pervert..
Just as he was shaking his head and about to leave, a certain door caught his eye.
"Is this... an empty room...?"
Minseo mindlessly turned the handle of that door.....
At that moment— Hayoung, who was coming up the stairs, ran toward him with a pale face, calling his name.
"Minseo-ssi—!! Don't open that door...."
But the doorknob had already turned, and the door opened...
"........Uh...?"
Minseo's eyes went blank as he checked the inside of the room.
There..... from various dildos displayed in all sorts of colors... to onaholes... handcuffs... restraints... and adult toys that Minseo had used at least once before losing his memory, such as strap-ons, vibrators, and aneros, were all gathered in that room.
"We're fucked."
Hayoung bit her lip quietly..
"H... Ha.. Hayoung-ssi...?.. Wh.. what.. is this...?"
Minseo, completely broken, stammered as his pupils shook violently.