4.2 The Three Things That Make Him Who He Is

“Uh… it’s not that the CEO and I are, like, a couple, but what I mean is, even couples don’t last long when they move in together, so I imagine it would be even worse for the CEO and me, since we haven’t known each other for very long…. Of course, if we live together, I’ll try my best to be as polite as possible, and I’ll absolutely, absolutely never do anything to disappoint the CEO, but still, you never know with people…. I just thought it might be better for the relationship to last longer if we visited each other instead of living together right from the start…. Haha. Yes. That’s just my thought….”

That did it. With this much sweet-talking, he wouldn’t force me to live with him. Woo Min-jo, you absolute master of eloquence. If only he’d been born into a wealthier environment, he could have been anything.

Feeling satisfied with himself, he waited for the CEO to say, Yes, I understand. But strangely, CEO Chu’s expression didn’t change. Min-jo wondered if he had made a mistake or used a word that sounded offensive, retracing his words, when CEO Chu straightened his tilted head and spoke. “I’m just curious.”

“Do you prepare things to say like that, or do they just pop out of your mouth right away?”

It sounded strangely familiar, and Min-jo wondered when he had heard something similar, but then he realized it was exactly what he himself had thought of the CEO earlier that morning. Was it after he’d wondered if the man was a washing machine, if he’d just run a cycle?

The funny thought that this man felt the same way about him crossed his mind, and he wanted to know what Chu Gi-oh’s conclusion was.

“Well… just whatever comes to mind immediately….”

“That means you’re a genius.”

“A-a genius?”

“I saw you singing well earlier, too. Just be Beethoven starting today. In music, isn’t that the same as writing a piece in one go?”

“I-I’m not quite at that level….”

Could those two things really be seen as the same? Was Beethoven good at singing as well as composing? While he was wondering, the man praised him again.

“Nah. Even lawyers who do nothing but talk all day probably can’t speak as well as you.”

“…Th-thank you.”

From Beethoven to lawyers, the direction of the conversation was getting a bit strange, but looking at the context, it was close to meaning he would do as Min-jo said. CEO Chu nodded to confirm. Min-jo cheered inwardly. Good job chatting, Min-jo. Now I just need to hear a definite answer. But the face before him grinned and threw out a strange question.

“Are you sincere, too?”

“Pardon?”

“Because I’m sincere.”

“….”

Forgetting his fluency, Min-jo kept his mouth shut, and CEO Chu affirmed by slapping his thigh hard, just as before. “Yes. I’ll do that.”

“Will about a week be enough?”

“A-a week…?”

“I’m busy this week anyway, so let’s get everything sorted out step by step starting next week. Everything from working at the coffee shop to paying back the money.”

“Um, CEO….”

The mere thought of his blood-ghost changing to CEO Chu made his skin crawl. The moment the debt was transferred, the gates of hardship would swing wide open. He shook his head with a forced smile. “You don’t need to go that far for me…. I’ll take care of my own debt….” As he spoke, CEO Chu, who had been practically beaming, immediately hardened his expression. His gaze shifted with startling speed.

“I’ve given in a lot. If you go any further, I’m gonna get angry.”

“….”

“Stop making things difficult, Min-jo. You’re the one who came to me and knelt. Not me. Refusals are only good in moderation; otherwise, it’s just asking for a fight. Got it?”

“…Yes.”

To think this man called it difficult when he was dealing with someone as pathetic as him, without even considering how difficult he himself was. It seemed that without morality, the standards for what is difficult or easy are unclear. Who knows if he had spent his life killing everyone he looked down upon? That was probably why he felt nothing for Min-jo’s situation, having been forced to come to him under the weight of threats.

“It’s late. Let’s get up.”

Looking at the clock on the wall, he stood up. Checking the time, it was already past 11. This was the first time since coming to Mugwang that he hadn’t been able to contact Kim Jeong-suk until this hour.

He wasn’t at the coffee shop, and since he’d left his phone behind, there was no way [unauthorized copy]to reach him—Min-jo figured unauthorized copyhe was probably getting a severe scolding [visit our site]right about now—but then he remembered that CEO Chu had sent a subordinate to the coffee shop yesterday. If they were lucky, they might have run into each other. He might even be relieved, thinking that I didn’t run away knowing I was with CEO Chu.

As Min-jo stood up, CEO Chu opened one arm and said, “Come here.”

Led by the arm wrapped around his shoulder, he walked outside. Jang-bae, who had been waiting in front of the door, bowed his head low to the ground as soon as he saw him. “Did you sleep well, Hyung-nim?”

Min-jo was about to bow as well, but stopped, fearing he would look even more ridiculous. Trapped in the man’s embrace, he followed Jang-bae to the elevator. It was a cliché expression, but he felt like a cicada clinging to an old tree, his whole body burning with embarrassment. What on earth was Jang-bae thinking as he looked at him?

Sighs escaped him the entire time they waited for the elevator. He couldn’t tell if his life was flowing in a good direction or if even filthier sewage was flooding in.

The arm around his shoulder tightened further. Their bodies pressed together, and he ended up completely tucked into the man’s chest. He could feel the firm chest muscles against his cheek, which felt crushed against him. He felt like the man was even taller today. It felt as if he almost touched the high hotel ceiling.

CEO Chu cast a shadow from above and buried his nose in Min-jo’s hair.

“You know I held back a lot this morning. My balls were so full of cum they were practically boiling; I was terrified I’d die in my sleep.”

“….”

“I almost just grabbed you and did it right then, but I just took care of it myself. I did good, right?”

“…Thank you.”

Ha….

The way he babbled, inhaling as if he were about to pull out hair, wasn’t much different from when he was dead drunk. And Min-jo, babbling thanks for masturbating instead of pouncing on him, was also a crazy person.

The next moment, the man lowered his neck until he was right in front of Min-jo’s face. At the same time, he tilted Min-jo’s chin up with his hand. Thinking he was about to pounce on his lips, Min-jo reflexively recoiled, but he was instead pulled back by the firm arm. Just as a gasp escaped him, the man whispered with a teasing smile.

“Don’t worry. I won’t.”

“….”

“Until the day comes, I won’t touch your mouth or your pussy, anywhere. If I can’t even hold back that much, I might as well just die. Right?”

No doubt his face was seriously flushed. CEO Chu just lightly bumped the tip of his nose and stood straight, looking forward. The hand gripping his chin dropped away, but one arm still held him in an embrace. Right on cue, the elevator arrived. He had clenched his fists so hard that his nails dug in, making his palms sting.

As soon as they entered the elevator, CEO Chu buried his nose in Min-jo’s head again and exhaled hot breaths. While the man himself couldn’t handle hot food, he loved acting hot, and Min-jo’s own temperature was rising as he endured him.

“I’m gonna fucking die from the tension, fuck….”

CEO Chu consisted of exactly three things: a coarse way of speaking, perversion, and a dick of insane proportions.

Despite his master’s lewd behavior, Jang-bae’s back, standing guard in front of the elevator doors, didn’t flinch once. He looked like a loyal dog who had gouged out his own eyes and ears for his master. A sturdy dog with closed eyes and ears, who knew only his master and didn’t know the meaning of betrayal, never distracted or swayed by sweet talk.

Then what was he? Prey dealing with an animal in heat? If Jang-bae was a dog without eyes or ears, he was a dog without hind legs who couldn’t run away. No, not a dog. He had no loyalty unauthorized copyto offer Chu Gi-oh, so what [Read on Read BL Novels]dog? It would be more accurate to visit our sitesee him as an insect helplessly waiting for the moment he’d be flipped on his back and die.

“…Min-jo.”

Hot breath puffed out from the mouth, not the nose. The hand around his shoulder moved up to the nape of his neck, and the man’s lips rubbed against the top of his head. “I really am a good guy.”

“I’ll never fuck around when it comes to the money. Just come to me.”

“….”

“Eh?”

“….”

“Eh?”

“…Yes.”

The scalp receiving the breath was incredibly hot. His body trembled as if he were pissing himself. A small laugh was heard, and the elevator doors opened. CEO Chu simply straightened his own body but didn’t let go of Min-jo as he walked.

He felt as if his head—no, his whole body—was being dragged down as if sunk in mud.

He went to work at the coffee shop in CEO Chu’s car. Ms. Jin, who had been [stolen content]driving the deliveries herself in my absence, hardened her expression when she saw me getting out of CEO Chu’s car. However, she soon showed a faint smile. She knew, too. Read on Read BL NovelsWhether she liked it or not, the opponent was Chu Gi-oh, so there was no choice but to be dragged along.

“Thank you for the ride. Please get back safely… uh…?”

As he got out of the car and looked into the backseat to say goodbye, CEO Chu, who should have been inside, was nowhere to be seen. Jang-bae, sitting in the driver’s seat, frowned and looked back at him.

“Hyung-nim already got out. Get your head in the game, will you?”

Hurrying to look back, he saw CEO Chu entering the shop. Because he had been distracted by Ms. Jin, he hadn’t noticed CEO Chu getting out. He was flustered because he hadn’t heard a word about this situation on the way. Was he perhaps going to see Kim Jeong-suk because of my sleeping arrangements? I thought that was already settled?

For a moment, his heart sank. Even though he’d poked the nest thinking let’s just see how fucked it gets, he felt anxious now that it was actually happening. CEO Chu’s feelings toward him had grown significantly since the last visit. Naturally, kind words wouldn’t come out, and he might even spit out curses, calling her a bitch. It wouldn’t matter if only Kim Jeong-suk were in the coffee shop, but he could see through the window that there were a few girls, including Ms. Jin, so he had to be careful. If the sparks accidentally flew toward them, the sinner would be him, not Kim Jeong-suk.

Forgetting that Jang-bae was there, he slammed the car door shut with a loud bang and ran into the coffee shop. He saw the back of CEO Chu sitting familiarly in the spot where he had sat before. The girls sitting in the hall, unable to withstand the chilly aura emanating from his body, had all been pushed back into the kitchen.

As soon as he entered, he saw Kim Jeong-suk in the small kitchen, making a black coffee with a face like she’d chewed on shit, probably because he’d ordered coffee the moment he walked in. Seeing him, she glared fiercely and gestured with her head for him to go to CEO Chu’s side quickly. While doing so, she scanned his body from head to toe. She looked specifically at his exposed neck; she was clearly curious whether he had slept with CEO Chu or not.

Kang Moon-soo and the kitchen Auntie were nowhere to be seen, and Ms. Jin was gone, likely to the restroom. Only Ms. Hyeon and Byeol were crouching in the corner of the kitchen smoking, but at Kim Jeong-suk’s low-voiced scolding, “Are you crazy, wanting to get cursed out? Put those cigarettes out!” they immediately crushed them into the floor. Then, while Kim Jeong-suk wasn’t looking, they flashed him a ‘middle finger’ behind her back.

Normally, he would have giggled, but he couldn’t because of that one guy, CEO Chu. He averted his gaze from them and hurried toward CEO Chu. The seat next to him was empty, as if inviting him to sit. As he approached, the angry-looking face turned toward him and grinned.

“Get me a glass of water. Make it cold.”

“Yes. Ah, um… should I bring coffee too?”

“You just bring the water. Let your boss bring the coffee.”

Watching him take a cigarette out of his inner pocket, Min-jo answered softly. “…Yes.”

He went to the kitchen, rummaged through the freezer to get ice, put a few cubes in a glass, and filled it with water from the purifier. Beside him, Kim Jeong-suk said, “Take this with it.” He shook his head and relayed exactly what CEO Chu had said, and she gave him a meaningful glare. He quickly avoided her gaze and focused on filling the water.

Beside him as he poured the water, Ms. Hyeon and Byeol were already busy discussing where and with whom they would go for their summer vacation. Ms. Hyeon said she would go to the sea, not a valley, and with a vibrant man her own age, not the old sucker Hwang No-byeong. Byeol said she planned to spend the vacation with her friend Su, but they hadn’t decided where to go yet.

Listening in, he felt envious of the two women’s conversations for a few dozen seconds before placing the water glass on a tray and heading back to CEO Chu. Whether he had a planned vacation or not, he would be spending it with Chu Gi-oh. In a way, he might have gotten the chance to enjoy a chilling horror experience for free, something others pay money for… my ass. Fuck, no matter how he thought about it, it wasn’t comforting at all.

Chu Gi-oh was smiling excessively today. When Min-jo politely placed the water glass in front of him, he smiled at him again and tapped the seat next to him with his palm. It was a signal to sit. As he cautiously perched on the edge of the seat, the man said, “Come closer.” Then, he handed him a lighter. Only then did he realize that the man hadn’t lit his cigarette yet. He had been waiting for Min-jo to light it for him.

Holding the lighter with both hands, he brought it to the man’s lips and lit the cigarette. Just as the flame caught and he withdrew the lighter, Kim Jeong-suk appeared with the coffee.

“The coffee is here. Enjoy it.”

As Kim Jeong-suk spoke with a long drawl, her nails had changed to a different color in a single day. Today, they were a deep pink. Pink…. It was good to see her being diligent, but he wondered if she had chosen a color that didn’t suit her at all. A color that absorbs all light, like gray or black, would suit her better. While he was feeling inexplicably annoyed, CEO Chu, who gulped down the water Min-jo had brought, stopped Kim Jeong-suk from leaving with his words.

“Sit for a moment before you go.”

Perhaps because of the debt, a hint of [stolen content]brightness seemed to flicker across Kim Jeong-suk’s uncomfortable face. As she Read on Read BL Novelssat in front of CEO Chu, her voice trailed off.

“What more do you want to say….”

After making Kim Jeong-suk sit, CEO Chu just smoked for a while. He stared intently at Kim Jeong-suk’s face to the point where Min-jo felt embarrassed for her. Kim Jeong-suk, who was seven or eight years older than CEO Chu, couldn’t handle the fierce gaze of the younger man and slowly lowered her eyes. This was probably the first time she’d encountered such a ferocious man.

He wondered when the talk about the storage room would come up, but surprisingly, not a single word was mentioned as time passed. CEO Chu simply stared at Kim Jeong-suk and smoked. Even after burning the cigarette down to the filter, he took a few more drags before dropping the short butt. ‘Dropped’ was the exact expression. He didn’t use the ashtray placed to the side, but instead tossed the butt into the coffee cup Kim Jeong-suk had personally served. The meaning behind CEO Chu’s actions—making her brew coffee he wouldn’t take a single sip of, making her serve it personally, and then using that coffee as an ashtray—was clear. Your coffee tastes like an ashtray, and I’m fucking pissed at you.

Naturally, Kim Jeong-suk’s expression twisted, if only momentarily. He could see her under-eyes and lips trembling. Since CEO Chu had been staring at her continuously, he would have caught the change in expression.

“When you finish business today, come deliver some coffee with my kid.”

CEO Chu spoke while swirling the ice in the water glass Min-jo had provided. Kim Jeong-suk didn’t catch the meaning at once and asked again.

“Your kid…?”

“….”

“Ah, you mean Min-jo…. Yes. Where should I deliver it to? Should I just go to the office?”

Kim Jeong-suk’s voice trembled slightly from the humiliation, but as a seasoned woman, her expression had returned to normal. After all, he was a man who would pay a large sum of money on her behalf; she was a woman who could endure this much shame.

CEO Chu pushed the coffee cup he’d used as an ashtray toward Kim Jeong-suk and said,

“In the basement of the Grand Hotel, there’s a large room salon called Renaissance. If you say you’re here to see me, they’ll guide you.”

“A-a room salon?”

She had blurted it out louder than intended and belatedly bit her lip. Why wouldn’t she? Kim Jeong-suk hated room salons. It was something he’d heard countless times while being scolded; she’d said that after being severely beaten by a man who was a general manager at a room salon when she was very young in her early twenties, she wouldn’t even look at the word ‘room’ in room salon. He’d heard that she barely escaped after being beaten with every curse word in the world. She’d cursed that man so much, saying that the reason she changed her profession from a room salon girl who drank and gave her body to a coffee shop was all because of that man. When he first heard that, he’d even felt sympathy, thinking Kim Jeong-suk had lived a hard life. Of course, that sympathy vanished as quickly as a candle being blown out with the words that followed.

‘Your Auntie Eun-hye, I first met her there, too. When I ran away, I took that bitch with me. But that fucking bitch, not knowing the grace of the person who saved her life, stabbed me in the back. Does it make sense for someone to not know the grace of grace?’