Player who Returned 10,000 years Later

Side Story Chapter 74: Home Alone (4)

"I’m sure you have nothing else to do, so let’s go to a PC room or someth—"

Cha Yeon-Joo’s gaze shifted to the living room as she entered the apartment through the front door and took off her shoes.

"Huh…?"

Her brain couldn’t fully process the information her eyes were receiving. The living room was a mess, Oh Kang-Woo was screeching with his arms over his head bare naked, and porn was blasting in the living room on the large TV. She felt as if she had yet to wake up from a nightmare.

"..."

"..."

Kang-Woo and Yeon-Joo locked eyes with each other in silence. They were perfectly still as if they were lagging.

"Oh… Kang-Woo…?" called Yeon-Joo, her voice shaking as if she were barely holding on to her sense of reason.

Kang-Woo slowly put his arms down and said quietly, "This isn’t what it looks like."

"I can explain everything."

"Spit it out then."

"..."

Kang-Woo remained silent for a few moments. The moans echoing from the large TV were interfering with his thought process.

’What can I say to explain this situation? The only answer that can make her understand is—’

"F…"

"F?"

"F-Flying Frog."

"The fuck is that?"

"No, I mean…"

’There are no words to explain this fucking mess.’

Kang-Woo stared at Yeon-Joo in despair.

"Oh," Yeon-Joo expressed, having thought of something.

Snap.

She took out her smartphone and took a picture of Kang-Woo.

"What are you—!"

Kang-Woo widened his eyes. He was so dazed due to his destroyed mental state that he failed to react in time.

"So what you’re saying is…" Yeon-Joo saved the photo on the drive as Kang-Woo had done to her a while ago and looked around the living room with cold eyes. "You were doing this kind of shit while we were away, huh?"

"Y-Yeon-Joo."

"H-Hehehehe! Interesting. How very~~ interesting, right, my little Kang-Woo? I’m sure Seol-Ah will find it interesting too, wouldn’t you say?"

"Noona. My lovely Yeon-Joo noona. Please listen to me."

"Oh, I’m listening and looking very fucking well. The problem is that this entire situation is entering my eyes a bit too~ well. Fucking hell. Who would’ve thought I would catch my boyfriend doing shit like this so proudly after I returned home because my meeting was delayed?"

"That’s not it."

"Were three women not enough for you, damn perverted brat? Huh?"

"Of course not. I’m always overflowing with satisfaction and happiness. For real."

"What’s all this then?" asked Yeon-Joo as she crossed her arms and glared at the TV screen.

"I was… curious."

"Oh? Curious, huh?"

"I’m being legit here."

Kang-Woo spared no detail explaining what happened after the women left. He knew whatever he said would sound like pathetic excuses after he was exposed like that but he had no choice. It would be worse to acknowledge what he did.

"So, you wanted to do things you usually can’t do since you’re never home alone?" Yeon-Joo asked.

"Yes, ma’am."

"Would you believe that if you were in my shoes?"

"No, ma’am."

’I probably would’ve told them to cut the bullshit.’

"Right?"

"Yeah, but it’s true—!! I know it’s hard to believe!"

"D-Don’t approach me butt naked, dammit!!" shouted Yeon-Joo, as red as a tomato as Kang-Woo walked toward her in frustration. "W-Wear some clothes first."

Yeon-Joo picked up the clothes sprawled on the ground and threw them at Kang-Woo.

"..."

Kang-Woo put his clothes back on in silence.

"Haaa," Yeon-Joo sighed deeply. "I mean, it sounds like the biggest piece of bullshit I’ve ever heard, but… fine. I can understand it."

She knew the inexplicable sense of freedom one felt when home alone— though anyone would rarely do something this unhinged. She understood how Kang-Woo could have felt stressed out from having no time to himself with his lovers by his side twenty-four-seven.

"And besides, even if you’re lying… you didn’t do anything wrong."

It was not like he did anything morally wrong; he was just an adult man watching an adult video. Yeon-Joo did not feel particularly good about it but she couldn’t criticize him either.

"R-Right?" Kang-Woo said brightly.

Yeon-Joo smiled and nodded. "Yeah, but since I might be the only one who thinks that way, lemme ask your one and only Darling about how she feels about it."

"YEON-JOO NOONAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!"

Kang-Woo raced toward Yeon-Joo and grabbed her leg. He wanted nothing more than to take her smartphone but that wasn’t an option since she had saved it to her drive.

’If only I knew her ID and password…!’

Yeon-Joo had already thought of the possibility of Kang-Woo taking her smartphone by force, so she logged out as soon as she saved the picture to her drive. Not even Kang-Woo could get her ID and password from inside her head by force.

"Heh…"

Yeon-Joo smirked as she looked down at Kang-Woo, clinging to her leg and looking up at her in desperation. She had never felt this way before; sparks were slowly spreading throughout her entire body.

"Ehehehehehehehe!!" She burst into laughter as she looked down at Kang-Woo gripping her pants as if begging. "Ahhh, so this is how it feels, huh?"

Yeon-Joo more or less understood why Kang-Woo loved to tease her so much.

"Y-Yeon-Joo, c-could you be…"

"F-Fufufu. Fufufufufufu! Yeah, you son of a bitch. This is payback for all the times you’ve teased me!" Yeon-Joo’s eyes blazed with fury. She placed her hand on Kang-Woo’s shoulder as she licked her lips with a smile. "I wonder what kind of command I should give you little Kang-Woo?"

"Command…?"

"Fufufufu! You’re not asking because you seriously don’t know, are you?"

Yeon-Joo recalled the humiliation she experienced from Kang-Woo’s teasing. The accumulated rage inside her heart was bursting all at once.

"Kurgh." Kang-Woo bit his lip.

He never thought a day when he was teased by Yeon-Joo would come.

"Hehehehe!" Yeon-Joo giggled as she covered her mouth with both hands as if she had thought of something good. She sat on the couch and put one leg over the other. "Now, why don’t you dance for me?"

"Wh-What?"

"What’s wrong? Weren’t you happy because you discovered true freedom? Then you should naturally express your joy with a dance. Go on. Your noona will take a very~ good look!"

"..."

Kang-Woo’s mouth opened in shock.

’She wants me to dance in front of her? How could she be so cruel? To think someone could command a fellow person to do such a humiliating act! She’s a demon! I mean, I’m a demon too, but still!’

"Hehe. What are you doing? Go on and dance."

"..."

Kang-Woo bit his lip and slowly began to shake his hips. Dancing in silence when he didn’t even know how to dance was torture to him. Even he, who rarely felt humiliated, was overwhelmed with humiliation at this moment.

"Pfft! Kyahahahahaha!! You call that dancing?!"

Yeon-Joo burst into laughter as she grabbed her stomach and swung her legs.

"..."

Kang-Woo suppressed his surging rage. Only after he was put on the receiving end of the teasing did he realize how humiliating it was.

’Shit. To think I would face humiliation from Yeon-Joo of all people!’

"Bwehehehehe! Now, then~ I wonder what I should have you do this time?" Yeon-Joo giggled uncontrollably. She then raised her feet toward Kang-Woo and shook them lightly. "Right. First, massage my feet."

"..."

Kang-Woo usually wouldn’t have minded giving Yeon-Joo a foot massage but it enraged him even more because of the current situation.

"Alright, fine. I’ll do it."

"Huh? Fine? Is that any way to talk to your noona?" said Yeon-Joo haughtily.

"..."

Kang-Woo shut his eyes tightly to quell the welling fury inside him with all his might.

"Ehehehe! Shit, man, this feels amazing!!!" Yeon-Joo giggled ecstatically and wiggled her feet. "Go on, massage them."

"Yes… ma’am."

Kang-Woo got down on one knee and pressed on her feet.

"Hngh…! U-Ugh, that feels nice." Yeon-Joo leaned on the couch as she looked down at Kang-Woo massaging her feet. "Ngh! Hey! Not so hard, dammit!"

"..."

"Where’s my answer?!"

"Fine, I’ll go lighter."

"What did I say? Is that any way to talk to you noona?"

"I will… go lighter, ma’am."

"Bwehehehe! Ahh~ This feels so good~! Yeah, this is the life!"

Yeon-Joo laughed and licked her lips. Kang-Woo crumpled more and more as Yeon-Joo’s laughter echoed inside his head. The rage he had quelled was slowly creeping back up.

"Hehehe! Oh Kang-Woo, you son of a bitch! Do you understand the humiliation I had to experience because of you until now?"

"Until now…?"

Kang-Woo narrowed his eyes. It felt as if he was forgetting something important. He pulled out the important truth under his surging rage.

"Oh."

’Come to think of it, I have one too, don’t I?’

He had the album of love containing their wonderful memories. There was no need even to mention what would happen if he were to flaunt one of the album’s pages.

’No, wait a second.’

She only had one picture to use against him, while he had various pictures and videos waiting to be used.

"Hah."

In other words, she was no match for him.

’I can’t believe I realized this only just now. I guess I was more flustered than I thought.’

"..."

Kang-Woo stopped massaging Yeon-Joo’s feet and slowly stood up in silence.

"Huh? What the hell? Who told you to st—"

Yeon-Joo froze as she was about to rip him a new one. She flinched once she noticed the air around Kang-Woo changed all of a sudden.

"Wh-Why are you… making such a scary face…?"

An uneasy feeling ran down Yeon-Joo’s back.