Chapter 50 - Min-seo's Day
"Drinking beer... watching a movie... you must've had a good time, right, Minseo?"
Hayoung smiled slyly, slicing toast and glancing at Minseo, who sat demurely.
"Y-yes..."
Minseo mumbled, eyes fixed on the toast in front of him.
The day before, he'd been tormented so severely that he hadn't even made it halfway through the movie before falling asleep beside Chaeryeong.
That morning, Chaeryeong had driven him back to Hayoung's mansion.
There'd been a bit of "skinship" from Chaeryeong on the way, but Minseo felt relieved it hadn't escalated beyond that.
After Chaeryeong dropped him off and left, here he was, eating a meal face-to-face with Hayoung. Well, not a full meal, but American-style toast and bacon.
It looked delicious for a first meal, with fresh vegetables and perfectly melted cheese, but Minseo couldn't get a single bite down.
That was only natural; he felt like he was in an interrogation room.
Hayoung was beaming, asking questions that bordered on an interrogation about what he'd done with Chaeryeong. Minseo was forced to tell her as much as he could about what happened before the sex.
He didn't want to tell her about being raped like a madman in front of her.
Because if Hayoung got excited hearing the story and pounced on him right here...
His body trembled just imagining it.
Holding his still-aching waist, Minseo gave an awkward smile.
He hoped Hayoung wouldn't press him any further.
"Hmm... is that all?"
But Hayoung stared at Minseo with a look that said she knew everything—
"Heut..."
Minseo flinched as if startled.
"I can't help but think that's not the end of it, is it?"
Hayoung let out a giggle, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.
"Th-that is..."
Minseo hesitated, trying to read Hayoung's expression.
Do I have to say it...?
She wouldn't really pounce on me if I told her, right...?
It's 11 AM right now... surely she wouldn't do that...? Hayoung-nim must have work to do, too...
Minseo was caught in a whirlwind of thoughts, debating whether or not to speak up.
"Why? Don't want to talk?"
Hayoung suddenly stood up from the table.
"N-no... I was just thinking about how to say it!"
Minseo said urgently, startled by Hayoung standing up, trying to calm her down.
"Is that so? Then tell me."
Hayoung sat back down and said softly.
Hayoung knew better than anyone how to handle Minseo.
When he hesitated to speak, showing him through actions was the most effective way to make him talk.
'He's easy to read. Our Minseo.'
Hayoung thought to herself, observing Minseo's emotions, which were always written all over his face.
Minseo had no choice but to slowly tell her what had happened with Chaeryeong.
How he'd been forced into sex after taking the aphrodisiac she'd put in his beer—
And how Chaeryeong, driven by boiling sexual desire, had taken him to a place like a basement, restrained him, and raped him like a madman....
He even told her everything about having a dildo shoved into his anal cavity.
Of course, he didn't go into specific or graphic detail, but...
Throughout the telling, Hayoung's lips were curled upward, and she kept smiling brightly.
Seeing that expression made Minseo feel a bit uneasy, but he had no choice.
If he didn't tell her properly and Hayoung found out later... it was obvious he'd be tormented even more.
It was easier to nip things in the bud so that such things wouldn't happen.
"Heung~ Chaeryeong really does love sex, doesn't she."
Ah... so that's why she'd had that meaningful look on her face back then.
Minseo finally realized the meaning behind Hayoung's knowing smile when he'd said he was meeting Chaeryeong.
Hayoung had already anticipated that Minseo would be raped like a madman.
Minseo felt a little... resentful toward Hayoung for that.
Not that she was someone he could do anything about, even if he was resentful.
"So... how was it, taking the aphrodisiac?"
Hayoung asked Minseo again, as if curious.
"...Are you... going to feed it to me...?"
Minseo asked in a worried tone at Hayoung's question.
Hayoung let out a snicker, finding Minseo cute as he asked cautiously with his round, puppy-like eyes.
"Pfft-"
"Why? Should I let you have some?"
Hayoung walked around the table with playful eyes and sat in the seat next to Minseo.
"I don't want to eat it...."
Minseo shrank back as Hayoung sat next to him.
"But I really want to see you looking desperate and not knowing what to do with yourself, you know?"
Hayoung ruffled Minseo's hair and sent him a suggestive look.
"Eut... Master-nim.."
Seeing Hayoung leaning in closer, Minseo pulled his body back as far as he could.
When he couldn't pull back any further, the distance between Hayoung and Minseo narrowed little by little—little by little—.
Before long, she leaned in so close that her breath touched him—
Minseo felt his heart pounding.
Was it because he was nervous...? Because he was scared...? Before Minseo could even identify the emotion, she whispered low in his ear.
"Tomorrow... shall we go for a walk? In front of the mansion?"
???
What is this...?
A walk, all of a sudden...
If we're going for a walk, we're going for a walk... what's this about tomorrow? Is that something we have to schedule...?
Minseo's eyes widened at Hayoung's out-of-the-blue remark.
"Are you going to do it...? Or not...?"
Hayoung's soft breath touched his cheek, making Minseo flinch.
"I... I'll do it.."
Minseo answered Hayoung's question without even being able to judge the situation.
It was because he felt like something bad would happen if he didn't answer quickly.
Was Minseo's quick judgment correct?
Hayoung's red lips gave his cheek a peck—and then
She let him go.
"I have to go to work now. You have nothing to do today, so go to the study and read a book or something."
Hayoung stretched and stood up from her seat.
What is this... this sudden situation...
Minseo touched his cheek, bewildered by the softness of Hayoung's lips.
Minseo still didn't quite understand the meaning of the walk Hayoung had mentioned.
A walk that would be more shameful than ever before...
Minseo headed to the study, carrying his mp3 player.
The mp3 player the maid had given him was better and had better sound quality than he'd thought.
Who would even use an mp3 player in this day and age... but since Minseo was a slave, he didn't even have a common mobile phone.
Still, it was something to be able to listen to music on an mp3 player.
It was better than not being able to listen at all.
Besides, he'd received permission from Hayoung, so he could carry it around proudly.
Thinking about reading a book while listening to music, Minseo felt good, as if it were a peaceful day for a change.
At the same time, he was a bit annoyed with himself for gradually getting used to this life.
When would he be able to leave this mansion...
He wanted to escape, but... not right now.
If he got a little closer to Hayoung... wouldn't an opportunity arise?
Minseo entered the study, eyeing a future opportunity.
There were many books in the study that piqued Minseo's interest.
What is this? Does she have similar tastes to me?
Minseo looked around the study and chose which book to read.
There was no one in the study, which was perfect for Minseo to feel free on his own.
"To think I was forced to perform oral in a place like this...."
Minseo shook his head as if he didn't want to remember being forced to perform oral on Suhyun.
He brought a book that looked interesting and sat at the table in the center of the study.
There was a yellow desk lamp on the table, creating an even cozier atmosphere.
"Hoo... this is nice.."
Minseo put earphones in both ears and started reading the book while listening to music.
It felt healing to have some peace of mind for a change.
Along with the calm music, Minseo read the book page by page, thoroughly.
2 hours—
3 hours passed—
Just as Minseo was engrossed in the book, he felt a presence nearby.
What is it...? Is someone there?
Minseo turned his head to look at the presence he felt beside him.
"Uwa-!"
Minseo shouted in surprise.
Sitting next to him—was Suhyun, looking indifferent.
She was wearing a neat gray suit, resting her chin on her hand, and watching him.
"What are you so surprised about?"
Suhyun picked at her ear as if he were noisy.
"W-when did you get here..?"
"10 minutes ago?"
10 minutes ago... does that mean Suhyun had been next to him for 10 minutes and he hadn't noticed?
How engrossed in reading was he....
"Haha.. I'm sorry.. I guess I was too engrossed."
Minseo scratched his head.
"Is reading books fun?"
Suhyun asked as if she were genuinely curious.
"Wouldn't I be reading it... because it's fun? Would you like to read it?"
Minseo smiled and held out the book he'd been reading to Suhyun.
"No. It's boring."
'You didn't even read it, so what... what do you want me to do about that...'
Minseo almost felt a little hurt by Suhyun's cold words—but her personality had always been like that.
Still, she felt quite different now; whereas before she had been more blunt and machine-like.
Watching Suhyun stare at him blankly, Minseo felt like he had to do something.
Why does she keep looking at me... it's unsettling..
Let's change the subject for now.
"Then... would you like to listen to some music..?"
Minseo took out one earphone and handed it to her.
....
She looked at the earphone and stayed still for a moment, then...
She took it and put it in her ear.
A calm ballad song was playing from the mp3 player, and she seemed to listen to the song for a few seconds, then...
Tuk-
"Boring."
She took the earphone out of her ear and stared at Minseo blankly again.
What do you want me to do if it's boring...
Minseo swallowed hard, feeling anxious as she kept seeming to hold him responsible.
Watching Suhyun, who kept coming to his side and saying things were boring, Minseo was at a loss for how to handle it.
Does she want me to entertain her...?
Just then—!
Ssook-
Suhyun leaned her upper body forward until she was right in front of Minseo's face.
"W-why...?"
Suhyun's expression, which had been blank until now, slowly—the corners of her mouth rose, changing into a smile.
"But... you're fun."
At Suhyun's words, Minseo felt a chill run down his spine and froze.
Shit... I'm getting fucked again...
Minseo could now intuitively predict what would happen in the next situation.