HRDT Ch 3

The red brick house appeared to be a renovation of an old residence. Although its size was grand, it was so old that its exterior looked no different from a haunted house.

What was fortunate, at least, was that the interior was surprisingly clean, having recently completed remodeling.

The floor space was also large enough to be livable. Manager Goo and Yeo Huido lived on the first floor, and the second floor was used by Choi Taejin and Jin Raewon. He was given his own room, but to say he was free would be an overstatement, as he was under a 24-hour surveillance system except for when he was sleeping. Raewon shuddered every time at the gazes that followed his every single move.

There was one live-in housekeeper in the house, a middle-aged woman who looked to be in her 50s. She only took care of the housekeeping and showed no interest in anything else. She was so unapproachable that she seemed like the type of person who wouldn’t even bat an eye if a murder occurred in the house. Raewon tried to approach her a few times before giving up. It seemed that this house was filled with only Choi Taejin’s people.

The man in question, Choi Taejin, always left the house at a set time.

Seeing him leave early in the morning, dressed sharply in a suit, it seemed he was heading to work at a company. By his side, a man presumed to be his right-hand man always stuck to him like a matching set.

Manager Goo, the man with a long knife scar etched on his left cheek. Manager Goo’s impression, looking like he had killed several people, could be said to be more intimidating than Choi Taejin’s. It was a little strange that this man, who looked much older, was always so polite to Choi Taejin, and in a way, it seemed pathetic.

Today, too, Raewon was out in the living room, watching Choi Taejin intently. It was already the seventh day since their uncomfortable cohabitation began. He had not shown any particular action, and Raewon had not particularly rebelled either. They were merely keenly scouting each other’s movements.

Yes, this was a scouting match. Although it appeared peaceful on the surface, in reality, it was nothing more than the sea that had briefly calmed before a storm. A suffocating tension lingered, to the point where it would be fine for anyone to turn the tables at any moment.

Choi Taejin’s cool gaze then turned to the person sitting in a defiant posture on the sofa. Raewon nodded at him perfunctorily.

“Going to work?”

“…”

“You’re working hard to make money. Have a good fucking day at work today too.”

He even gave him a bright smile. Of course, all he got in return was a gaze bordering on contempt, and no answer.

Choi Taejin went down the stairs with Manager Goo, who was like his own limb. Raewon quietly observed his movements out of the corner of his eye. As if he was just waiting for him to leave.

From downstairs, a voice like a rallying cry is heard, “Have a good day, boss!” Not long after, as soon as the sound of the front door opening and closing was heard, Raewon quickly lifted his butt that had been stuck to the sofa.

Choi Taejin would return by 3 PM at the latest. Until then, it was free time for Raewon to run wild as he pleased.

He went down to the first floor and slipped on his slippers haphazardly. His steps were already excited at the thought of resuming the exploration he couldn’t finish yesterday.

In front of the red brick house, there was an open space that could be called a garden, but far from having grass planted, only hazy dust clouds rolled around. And above all, that wall, the dense barbed wire fence erected on top of the long wall, made it impossible to shake the feeling that it looked like a prison, no matter how he looked at it. And what about the CCTVs. Raewon gave up trying to count the number of surveillance cameras hidden in various places. There were just too many.

“What are you looking at so intently. So suspicious.”

Yeo Huido, who was assigned to watch him, muttered a step away. In his eyes, Jin Raewon’s behavior seemed quite unsettling.

Raewon’s eyes suddenly narrowed. When he called out, “Huido!” Yeo Huido, as if he had been waiting, quickly approached and stood next to him.

“What’s that place over there?”

Yeo Huido turned his head to follow Raewon’s finger. He grinned when he saw the temporary building with an even shabbier exterior than the brick house.

“It’s our boys’ dorm.”

He said it was where the Yoorim gang members stayed. They ate, slept, and even did physical training there.

No wonder I kept seeing those beefy guys at all hours… Raewon let out a sigh without realizing it.

“How many are there?”

“Twenty-five? I haven’t counted, so I’m not sure, but it’s about that many, right?”

“That’s a fuck ton?”

“That’s just the elite gathered here, so it’s that many. Originally, there are a lot more. We’re a national syndicate, you know. Excluding the small fries, if you count everyone, oh, it’d be around five or six hundred.”

“…Yeah. Must be nice to have so many men.”

Raewon gave up and turned back. His steps as he re-entered the house were limp, his slippers dragging on the ground with a shhh, shhh sound. Each time, hazy dust clouds flew up. What a fucking shitty house. It was a moment that made him realize once again that he had entered a gangster’s den.

As soon as Raewon entered the front door, he kicked off the two slippers he was wearing carelessly anywhere. Yeo Huido, who followed him in, picked them up and arranged them neatly. Then he stood like a fixture next to Raewon, who was lying sprawled out on the living room sofa. He was a guy who thoroughly performed his surveillance duty.

“Are you bored? Shall I bring you something to read?”

Unlike his appearance, Yeo Huido had a rather kind side to him. Although it was annoying how he followed him around like a tail, he was the only person in this house who cared about Raewon.

He not only took care of his three meals a day but also sometimes fed him snacks. Whenever Raewon got fidgety and couldn’t sit still, he would also bring him comic books that the gang members passed around. The 19+ comic books, which had no plot and only naked bodies, were so worn from handling that the paper was frayed.

Raewon frowned immediately upon hearing this.

“I don’t even want to touch that. It has weird stuff on it.”

“Come on, you enjoyed reading it.”

“Tell me about Choi Taejin instead.”

At that, Yeo Huido let out a ahem, a dry cough, and turned his back.

There he goes again. What’s the big deal with telling me a little. This guy, who chattered on and on about other things, drew a line like that whenever the topic of Choi Taejin came up. His loyalty was beyond words.

That’s not to say he hadn’t obtained any information at all. Yeo Huido had, during a previous conversation, accidentally let slip a few facts about him.

That Choi Taejin actually had a separate residence, that this house was where he lived as a child and had been abandoned for 10 years, and that he was the only one of three brothers to have gone to college, and so on.

The fact that he had a college education was unexpected. And apparently, he graduated from a pretty prestigious university. Was a diploma even appropriate for a gangster? To Raewon, who had barely graduated from high school, it was just a funny story. Then again, that man did look quite intellectual.

Raewon rested his head on his hand and asked casually.

“Choi Taejin’s a terrible fighter, right? Those are probably all empty muscles.”

“What are you talking about!”

When he gently provoked him, Yeo Huido immediately protested. As if Raewon’s words were so absurd, he huffed, “Ha, honestly!” and panted, puffing hot air from his nose.

“Our big boss’s hobby is collecting dan ranks! You don’t know anything.”

“No, it’s not. It’s written on his face that he has pillow fists. I’m pretty good at reading faces.”

“He also got a black belt in Jiu-Jitsu last year, and he’s at a professional level in things like Hapkido and boxing. Even a UFC fighter can’t mess with him. If they fight, he’ll just beat them to a pulp.”

“Eh, isn’t that a bit different from a real fight?”

“You don’t know anything. If the big boss grabs a knife, it’s no different from a tuna dismantling show that day! He has such a clean personality that the way he slits people’s throats is so…”

Yeo Huido, who had been rambling on, spilling information, belatedly realized his mistake and shut his mouth. Then he turned his back as if to distance himself. Raewon licked his lips watching him. Ah, it’s a shame to stop here.

“Huido.”

“…”

“Huido-yaaa, how well does he slit throats. Huh? Why did you stop mid-sentence.”

“Don’t talk to me. Shit, you’re not a liver-eating fox, but you just bewitch people.”

“You’re not going to tell me?”

“Hey, I said stop asking!”

Yeo Huido shivered and got up, then he pulled the lying Raewon up and nagged him to go to his room and take a nap if he had nothing to do. Look at this bastard, getting rid of me because it’s a hassle. Raewon grinned and, pretending to be unable to resist the nagging, moved his feet.

“What I said today is an absolute, absolute secret!”

“It’s not like you told me anything amazing. When you think about it, it was all just boasting about your boss.”

“Still, I’ll be dead if I get caught.”

It seemed there had been a warning to be careful with his words. Seeing him so terrified, Raewon nodded, saying he would. In any case, he couldn’t go and tell anyone, nor did he have any intention of doing so. Yeo Huido’s information would simply serve as a foundation for Raewon to grasp the situation.

Before entering his room, Raewon glanced at Yeo Huido.

“I’m going to sleep. Don’t wake me up for food.”

“Yes, yes, I’ll be right outside, so call me anytime if you need anything.”

“You get some rest too. It’s not like I’m running away or doing anything.”

Despite the subtle persuasion, Yeo Huido just shook his head. He hadn’t expected anything anyway. Raewon let out a frustrated sigh and entered his room.

As soon as he securely locked the doorknob, he quickly ran to the window. Wary that his figure might be exposed from the outside, he was extremely cautious as he began to survey the situation outside the window.

Just then, a group of beefy guys who had finished their physical training were pouring out of the temporary building. They stretched lightly, twisting their bodies here and there, then gathered in twos and threes to smoke cigarettes with relish.

A few of them even went outside. When they tagged a key card, the iron gate opened with a clank. I probably can’t get out without that.

While pondering how to get through the tight security, he witnessed some guy hiding a key card under a flowerpot. It seemed he tucked it away like that because carrying it around all the time was a hassle.

Raewon’s gaze remained fixed on the flowerpot for a long time. He wondered if someone would come and take it again, but no one touched it after that. This is it, this is it! He finally had a plan to escape this house.

After several days of observing with bated breath, he was able to gather quite a lot of data. Choi Taejin’s time out of the house was from 8 AM to 3 PM. The gangster bastards who lived and ate in the temporary building would wander around the house among themselves and then disappear at 1 PM. It seemed they had a set lunch time.

Roughly estimating the lunch time, a gap of about 30 minutes appeared. Raewon decided to aim for this moment. He had told Yeo Huido that he woke up early and was sleepy, so he would take a nap. Since he had always acted lazy without hesitation, he didn’t seem to suspect anything.

Raewon quietly waited for the right time while observing the situation outside. As the savory smell of food wafted up, the gangster bastards moved in a group as expected. After confirming that they had all disappeared from sight, Raewon opened the window. The newly installed sash, thankfully, swung open smoothly without any friction noise.

Grabbing the windowsill, he placed his right foot up with a thud. As his heart pounded, the toes covered by his white socks curled up along with it.

“Hoo, it’s fucking high?”

It was only the second floor, but the ground was so far away. They should have laid some grass, those sons of bitches.

Raewon clenched his sweaty fingers. No way I’m going to die from this height. He just had to close his eyes and jump.

Once he gets out of this house, it’s over with Choi Taejin too. Just let me escape. Kidnapping, confinement, threats, extortion. There were more than enough charges to pick a fight with. Even if his grandmother had abandoned him, he had plenty of people to lean on. The friends he had hung out with alone numbered in the dozens. Among them was the son of a famous chief prosecutor. Taking him in would be no big deal for him.

Raewon steeled himself and crouched on the windowsill. After taking a deep breath, he jumped in one fell swoop. The fall was long, and the landing… was not so good.

Aaargh!

At the sudden scream, the Yoorim gang members came running out in the middle of their meal. Some were holding their chopsticks like knife handles, and some had already grabbed their tools. They were all holding a piece of metal, huffing and puffing, but all that could be seen was a body writhing on the ground.

“Waah, shit! Young master!”

Yeo Huido shrieked from the second-floor window.

When he realized something had happened, he had rushed upstairs to check on Jin Raewon first. He broke down the locked door with his shoulder and went in, but the person who was supposed to be sleeping was nowhere to be found. Instead, the window was wide open, and when he looked outside, he saw that scene.

It looks like at least 7 meters, and he jumped from here without any fear, that crazy bastard!

Yeo Huido, pale-faced, rushed down. The gang members had surrounded Jin Raewon in layers. The guys, with bodies as big as mountains, didn’t know what to do and were just standing around watching.

“Young master, look at me. Are you okay?”

Yeo Huido hurriedly gathered Jin Raewon into his arms. My god… that pretty face is covered in blood.

“Water! Bring water, fuck!” At Yeo Huido’s shout, a bottle of water was passed over from somewhere. He snatched it and poured it all over Jin Raewon’s face.

As soon as the blood washed away, a double nosebleed gushed from under Raewon’s nose. He checked if he was okay elsewhere and poured three more bottles in a row. For some reason, more water was going into his nose than was being washed away. Raewon let out a series of short coughs and mumbled.

Stop pouring water. Yeo Huido, you son of a bitch…

Meanwhile, Yeo Huido fiddled with the bridge and tip of Raewon’s nose. Fortunately, it was just badly swollen, but it was fine with no broken bones. Only after stuffing small wads of tissue into both of Raewon’s nostrils did he finally let out a sigh of relief.

“Damn it, I was scared shitless thinking your face was wrecked.”

“I… hospital, quick, call 119.”

“Why go to the hospital for something like this. We’re good at first aid. From stitching to putting on a cast, we know how to do most things.”

“You fucking bastards… you don’t even have a license…”

Raewon groaned and twisted his limbs. The pain was one thing, but he was so embarrassed by his own appearance. Tears were streaming down, but it wasn’t noticeable because his entire face was wet. He didn’t know if it was fortunate or unfortunate.

That afternoon, iron bars were installed on the window of Raewon’s room. Watching the screws being drilled in with a drrrk sound, Raewon could only swallow a sigh inwardly.

With just one set of iron bars, the room, which had been at least bearable to look at, became as dreary as a prison. It couldn’t be helped. Since he had failed to escape, it was only natural for the security to become tighter.

He wouldn’t have felt so wronged if he had at least been caught at the main gate. The fact that he ended up in this state because of a mere failed landing hurt his pride and was embarrassing.

Once the installation was finished, Manager Goo checked the strength by shaking the iron bars himself. As he gripped and shook them with a force that seemed capable of crushing solid steel, even Jin Raewon, who was watching, became tense. His expression is so fierce. Seeing the bear-like man scowling with all his might made his body shrink back on its own.

Manager Goo had rushed home as soon as he heard the news. “Are you in your right mind?” That was the first thing he said upon seeing Raewon. There was no “are you okay,” nor a worried gaze. He only cast a cold glance as if looking at a nuisance.

“…Do you have to go this far?”

Raewon, unable to bear it any longer, threw out a comment. He didn’t ask if Choi Taejin had ordered it, but since it was unlikely Manager Goo would act on his own, there must have been an order from Choi Taejin in the background.

“Consider yourself lucky that it’s ending with just this.”

Manager Goo replied coldly. He shot a harsh glare and then immediately walked out of the room. Yeo Huido was waiting for Manager Goo with a very tense face.

“Clench your teeth.”

Yeo Huido, with his hands behind his back, squeezed his eyes shut. At the same time, a fist flew with a thwack. His large body was knocked backward in a single blow. No matter how much he prepared, it was impossible to withstand Manager Goo’s punch.

“Get up.”

Manager Goo mercilessly uttered once more. Yeo Huido instantly got back into position and was hit a couple more times like that. In front of the bloody beating, Jin Raewon couldn’t make a peep and froze. He had talked about gangsters, gangsters, but it was the first time he had seen a fistfight right in front of him.

But he couldn’t watch any longer and grabbed Manager Goo’s arm.

“Stop… stop hitting him.”

Haa, the bear-like man let out an annoyed sigh. Manager Goo shook off Raewon’s hand on his arm at once, as if annoyed.

“He’s just taking responsibility for what you, Jin Raewon, did. He was assigned for that purpose.”

“I get it, so stop! I said it was my fault, okay?”

As his voice rose, Manager Goo stared intently at Raewon. When he saw the face holding its head up stiffly and meeting his gaze, his motivation seemed to wane, and he turned and left. The sound of his footsteps stomping down the stairs was incredibly forceful.

“…Are you okay?”

Raewon approached Yeo Huido, who was sitting on the floor, and asked. He grinned with his swollen face.

“I can take a punch. This much is nothing.”

His gums were all crushed and blood was dripping, which was a horror show in itself.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know it would affect you too.”

Raewon, unlike his usual self, apologized first. He was genuinely sorry. It wasn’t just anyone; hadn’t Yeo Huido been good to him? There were some annoying parts, but for a gangster, he was humane and someone who took care of him meticulously.

Yeo Huido demonstratively dusted himself off and stood up. He gently rotated his lower jaw to adjust his twisted jawbone, and a creaking sound echoed from the joint. Is he really okay? His jaw seems dislocated. Raewon held his breath and watched him.

“Still… I hope you won’t do it again. It ended like this because it was an attempt. If you had really run away, our big boss would have killed us all.”

“Is Choi Taejin that scary?”

Yeo Huido just nodded instead of answering. The man who had stood his ground stoically even in front of Manager Goo was now freezing up at the thought of Choi Taejin. Just what is that man? What’s so frightening about him?

Raewon gave up trying to imagine. All he had left after being stripped of everything was his pride, and he had a premonition that if that too was crushed, he would no longer be able to act up in front of Choi Taejin.

“Go and rest. You must be tired.”

“I can’t. I have to pull myself together now.”

Yeo Huido wiped the blood with his sleeve and stood up straight. His will to faithfully carry out his role left him speechless.

Raewon left his room door open so that Yeo Huido could watch him well. It wasn’t exactly an apology, but it was a form of consideration.

After that, he lay on the bed and stared blankly at the ceiling.

What if I had escaped safely? Would Choi Taejin have come to catch me himself? Even if he hid deep in a mouse hole, he felt that man would have found him easily for some reason.

What do I do now.

His eyes squeezed shut at the bleak reality.

˖๋ ࣭ ⭑

It had been a fortnight since he was confined in this house. Jin Raewon’s body began to twist and turn from the boring daily life.

Since the failed escape attempt, a few rules had been established.

At 7 AM, Yeo Huido would pick the lock and come in to forcibly wake Raewon up. He would be dragged out in a half-conscious state and inevitably be seated at the dining table. He had to have breakfast with Choi Taejin, who was already there.

Once Jin Raewon was seated, Choi Taejin would begin his meal with that usual cold face. He never initiated a conversation or asked if he had slept well the night before. It was as if this was some new form of torture, making a person sit there while he only moved his spoon and chopsticks.

<You can eat with me sitting in front of you? You have a strong stomach.>

<Your lifestyle pattern is so trashy. I’m forcing you to get into the habit.>

<I don’t eat breakfast normally. No, in the first place, does it make sense to wake up at this hour? Why are we doing this?>

<Is your head just for decoration? Even a goldfish remembers for three seconds.>

Choi Taejin did not repeat the same words. Instead, he scathingly criticized Jin Raewon for not remembering what he had said. Mixing words with him only served to upset Raewon’s stomach.

He really intended to completely reform Jin Raewon. Through repeated learning. With coercion added to it.

Raewon had no intention of ever complying with his ridiculous education. In the end, he sealed his lips and began a silent protest. No matter how much he glared with bulging eyes, Choi Taejin was not affected one bit. After finishing his meal neatly, he would gracefully drink a cup of coffee before heading off to work.

Yeo Huido would drag Raewon, who was stubbornly glued to his chair, to the front door. Then he would force him to say goodbye to Choi Taejin on his way to work. It wasn’t to the extent of bowing his head, but he had to watch him leave.

<Have a good day, boss!>

Next to Yeo Huido, who was bowing politely, Raewon stood there, unable to hide his displeased expression. Choi Taejin would leave the house without even acknowledging the greeting. He didn’t understand why he was being made to say goodbye when it was like this. Raewon could only sigh at the situation that repeated itself every day.

After that morning routine was over, he could enjoy a certain amount of free time. But that didn’t mean it became dramatically more fun. This place, with no TV and no internet access, was like a separate planet where the flow of time was broken.

“This is so boring, really.”

Raewon muttered, placing the back of his hand on his forehead.

Why is the day so long? It feels like a long time has passed since I woke up, but it’s only 11 AM. The sun floating above his head felt very awkward. In the past, this was a time when he would have been sound asleep.

When he said he felt like he was going crazy being cooped up in the house, Yeo Huido placed a long bench in the open space in front of the house. So he could get some fresh air and soak up some sun there.

It wouldn’t change his situation, but it was better than being stuck in a room with bars, so he often came out to dawdle. Right now, too, he was lying down, receiving the golden sunlight with his whole body.

Yeo Huido flapped a promotional fan with the Yoorim Construction name on it, blocking the sunlight that was shining down on Raewon’s face. He glanced at the thoroughly sulking Raewon and asked.

“Instead of thinking it’s boring, try to accept it. Won’t you get used to it if you keep at it?”

“Get used to it, my ass.”

Raewon snorted. From the beginning, he was a human being far from a structured routine.

He lived as he pleased day by day, doing only what he wanted to do. A life steeped in stimulation, that was the life Jin Raewon pursued.

A life that had been full of dopamine had become dry and brittle overnight. His mind grew more haggard by the day from living a proper life that didn’t suit his constitution, and layers of unresolved anger built up inside him.

Raewon mumbled in a rather weak voice.

“I want to go out and have fun.”

“Ayy, that’s not allowed.”

“Then shouldn’t you at least let me have my phone? These days, even if you go to a temple, they don’t control you this much. It’s an era where even monks use cell phones and the internet.”

“It’s true that it’s hard to live without a cell phone these days.”

Raewon glanced sideways. Feeling the gaze, Yeo Huido slyly turned his head the other way.

“Let me use your phone for a bit. Just for 5 minutes. I won’t touch anything else, I’ll just surf the web for a moment. I need to know what’s going on in the world, you know.”

“Absolutely not.”

Yeo Huido drew a firm line. Since the last incident, the guy had completely awakened. He wouldn’t easily give in to Raewon’s requests.

Well, after getting beaten up like that, it’s understandable that he would come to his senses. Raewon didn’t particularly throw a tantrum either. Although he lived a reckless life, he wasn’t a ruffian who caused harm to others.

Raewon let out a sigh as if the ground would collapse, his four limbs hanging limply from the chair. How did Jin Raewon, who used to live as ostentatiously as a chaebol, become so pathetic? Isn’t his grandmother even curious about how I’m living? His situation was so pitiful beyond words that his worries deepened.

“I have no motivation since I don’t have anything. Is this what a poor life is like?”

Yeo Huido heard the mumbling, which was like talking to himself, and lowered his gaze for a moment. What poverty? Everything Jin Raewon was wearing was all luxury goods that others couldn’t even dream of. Even his slippers easily exceeded a million won.

“A man is fine as long as he has his two balls, isn’t that right.”

“It’s been a while since I’ve rolled my balls too.”

“Should I bring you a comic book?”

Raewon shook his head from side to side. His face, which was letting out dejected sighs with no motivation whatsoever, was indescribably innocent.

Goodness, his face really is…

Yeo Huido could only marvel inwardly. Regardless of gender, Jin Raewon’s face was one of the prettiest among all the people Yeo Huido had ever seen. He could live off his face alone, shouldn’t he be some kind of celebrity?

Then he suddenly recalled Jin Raewon’s god-awful temper and changed his mind. Like hell he’d listen to others. It was obvious he would just cause trouble before he could even earn a living.

Why would he use such a pretty face, that he was born with, in that way. Yeo Huido thought of the pretty young ladies he knew. Hongja from the bar in front of the station, Cherry, Hyejoo from Mulmangcho Coffee Shop… They were all women who made a hefty sum by selling their sweet smiles. A naturally good-looking face was in fact a tremendous weapon. Men were inherently unable to resist pretty things.

Yeo Huido, who was furtively watching Jin Raewon who couldn’t stay still for a moment and was twisting his waist here and there, threw out a comment.

“Well… since the big boss has full authority over you, young master.”

Raewon slowly lifted his eyes. What is he trying to say? A suspicious gaze was fixed on Yeo Huido’s face.

“If you listen well and act gently, won’t the big boss’s heart soften a bit too? Surely he’s not the type to leave you like this for a whole year.”

No, Choi Taejin was a man who was more than capable of doing so. But Yeo Huido was doing his best to lay the groundwork. The reason he treated Jin Raewon so harshly in the first place was to fix his dissolute behavior, wasn’t it? Protecting his safety was a separate matter anyway.

To sum it up, for Raewon to live a little more comfortably, he had to change his way of thinking first. Acting shrewishly like he was now wouldn’t bring Jin Raewon any benefits.

“Act gently? To Choi Taejin?”

“Yes, don’t be sullen in front of him. Instead of your prickly way of talking, be more agreeable… What’s the point of having that face? It means you should use the good thing you have.”

“…”

“Maybe smiling sometimes, too?”

“Like hell that would work.”

Raewon clicked his tongue with a tsk. He’s telling me to act cute in front of Choi Taejin? I have my pride, how can I do that. Seducing a man is something I can do with my eyes closed, but that also has to be done while considering the opponent…

Wait a minute, seduce?

Raewon, as if struck by lightning in that moment, let out an exclamation, “Ah.” His brown pupils widened as if he had gained some enlightenment.

Why hadn’t I thought of that. I’m more confident in seducing than anyone else!

Traditionally, a man’s instincts take precedence over his reason. No matter how much of a blockhead a guy is, if he gets turned on, he’s bound to whip out his dick. Wasn’t this a fact proven by countless experiences?

It was nothing to brag about, but Jin Raewon could even seduce heterosexuals. Guys who insisted they would never get it up for the same sex couldn’t last three days in front of Raewon and fell for him. Not get it up my ass. They got it up just fine, hard and throbbing.

Once you sleep with someone, their heart is bound to lean your way. The problem is whether Choi Taejin will fall for it. That bastard is beyond a blockhead, he’s like a rock…

“What the hell, I’ll give it a try.”

“What, the gently part?”

“There’s something like that.”

Raewon crossed his ankles while lying down lazily. His face was much more vibrant than before. A faint hum escaped his nose as his mood improved.

The scouting match was over. From now on, it was a full-fledged battle stance. He would definitely conquer Choi Taejin and lay him at his feet.