Plin Ch 1.5
by Aoi“Back to the main point.”
The man straightened his back, which had been leaning back. The leather chair made a soft creaking sound.
On the dark mahogany desk, for some reason, was a flyer for Fox Love Juice that Plin had distributed before. The man pointed at the paper with his index finger.
“Ah, that…”
The man, paying no attention to Plin’s bewilderment, picked up the paper and began to read it with his eyes. Plin bowed his head deeply, not remembering what he had written on it. He felt like he was having his poorly done homework checked.
| ćThe Efficacy of Fox Love Juiceć This drink, made with wholesome herbs and rare medicinal ingredients, will greatly benefit your health if you drink one or two bottles a day (for those with weak constitutions or those who want to see quick results). First, it increases physical energy. (Work efficiency UPā) Second, it improves interpersonal relationships. (Confidence UPā) In particular, it is very good for those who have 3 or more of the following symptoms. 1. Those who want to boost their work ability and unleash their potential 2. Those who don’t feel refreshed in the morning and are tired even after sleeping 3. Those who often feel dazed 4. Those who are chronically in a bad mood 5. Those whose muscles keep disappearing even when they exercise 6. Those whose physical condition is not like when they were 20 years old 7. Those who feel a lack of confidence in sexual situations ā” Enjoy the pleasures of life with Fox Love Juice! Caution: Drink 10 minutes before an important moment. Contact: 012-XXX-XXXX (Plin Fallfox direct line) (24-hour text consultation is available. Phone calls are difficult. Thank you for your understanding.) *ā¢Please do not send text messages with bad words. Everyone is preciousā„ā¢* Do not say bad word ! (ENGOLISH) ģģ ģėģ¼ ! (KOREA) Ne jure pas ! (FRANCE) 굓ććŖćć§ ! (JAPAN) äøč¦åčŖ ! (CHINA) |
While the man was reading the flyer, Plin was regaining his composure in the silence.
As he recalled, he hadn’t written anything bad. In fact, the efficacy of Fox Love Juice was to boost sexual function like Viagra, but since he was selling it at a company, he remembered writing that it was good for improving work efficiency and such.
It wasn’t a lie either. If someone was dissatisfied with their s*x life, they wouldn’t be able to concentrate on work. So, he probably wouldn’t be scolded for writing false information.
Also, he had the spelling and spacing checked by the pharmacist.
The man, who had thoroughly read the contents, put the flyer in the drawer. Plin was a little curious as to why he was keeping the flyer, but his thoughts were interrupted by the man’s next words.
“Judging by the advertisement, it seems like a very good drink.”
“Yes…”
Without further ado, he opened the Fox Love Juice and downed it in one gulp. His prominent Adam’s apple bobbed once.
“Ah, th…!”
He had been so distracted by the flyer that he had forgotten that he said he would drink it. He should drink it when he needs it, not now! Plin desperately racked his brain.
Depending on the person, it takes as little as five minutes or as long as twenty minutes. He was a very large man, so that was fortunate. He was huge and muscular. It would probably take about twenty minutes for the effect to spread. He had to escape before thenā¦
Tick, tock
A timer with a 15-minute limit started in Plin’s head. Even if he estimated that the effect would appear in twenty minutes, it was safer to escape within fifteen minutes.
The man threw the empty glass bottle into the trash can. His gaze followed Plin’s, whose eyes were desperately searching for the emergency exit. The poor fox did not let go of his tension in the face of survival.
“Did I eat something I shouldn’t have?”
“No. Anyway… it’s good for you, so drink a lot… and I, uh… I’ll be on my way.”
A stillness hung in the neat office. Perhaps it was because of the man’s bright blue pupils, which seemed to constrict like chains. He imagined that if he opened a drawer, tools to restrain him would naturally pop out. Plin carefully took a step back with his left foot. At that moment, a playful voice dropped.
“If you keep running away, I’ll hunt you.”
“I’m not running away!”
“Don’t shout.”
“Yes…”
Plin became extremely docile. The man’s species was definitely carnivorous. Considering the vertically slit golden eyes, a reptile. Probably a large snake. Even in nature, a fox in front of a large snake is just a mouthful.
“I’m curious about two things.”
The man said casually as he swept his hair back. His long fingers, with their prominent knuckles, were elegant. He thought that facing such a handsome man didn’t feel real. A man surrounded only by expensive, clean, and fragrant things. This whole situation was unfamiliar.
“One is the raw material of this drink.”
But it was reality again. Many people had asked about the recipe, but Plin had kept it a secret. If this amazing recipe were to be leaked, pharmaceutical companies would all produce similar products, and this small business would be ruined. A small business owner can’t compete with the price competition of big capital.
Plin chewed on his lip.
“Executive Director, the recipe is a secret, so it’s difficult to tell you the raw materials…”
13 minutes left before the effect appears. Plin answered calmly.
“Come closer.”
The man held out his hand in a friendly manner. When Plin hesitated, the man raised his eyebrows and urged him again with an “Hmm?” The nonchalant attitude of someone who seemed like he wouldn’t even breathe the same air as a peddler made Plin take a step closer.
Looking at the executive director’s earnest expression, he thought that if he earnestly explained why the recipe was a secret, he might understand.
When Plin came right in front of the desk, the man wiggled his outstretched hand. Was he asking for a handshake?
Plin felt it was sudden, but he couldn’t refuse the offer, so he took his hand.
The man’s hand was surprisingly soft and warm. Aren’t reptiles supposed to be cold? Maybe it was because Plin’s hands were so cold that they felt relatively warm. Plin was surprised by the warmth and fidgeted unnecessarily.
“Even if you hold my hand like this, I…”
“Shall we go on a field trip together, holding hands?”
“Pardon?”
“Let’s go ask a Food and Drug Administration official. How much is the fine for not listing the ingredients of a functional food? Let’s get ripped off.”
The executive director stood up and pulled Plin’s hand, striding forward. He looked like he was about to report Plin, the seller of functional drinks, to the Food and Drug Administration right away.
“I’m not going! Wait, just a moment!”
Plin grabbed the man’s hand with both hands and planted his feet firmly on the ground, resisting.
“I want to go.”
“The recipe, ah, I’ll tell you.”
“Really?”
“Yes…”
In a fit of desperation, he said that, and the man let go of Plin’s hand as if throwing it away.
“But you have to promise that only you, Executive Director, will know the recipe.”
Plin bravely interrupted the executive director and held up his pinky finger. It was a really important issue for Plin. But the man, of course, had no interest in Plin’s desperation. He said with an expression like he was watching a boring movie,
“That’s enough with the cute act.”
“…Pardon?”
Plin didn’t understand what he meant, so he shut his mouth and put down his pinky finger.
“Second question.”
He murmured in an eerie voice. His eyes seemed to flicker with intense emotion for a moment.
Rumble, boom-!
It was sunny just a moment ago, but again, thunder that didn’t fit the weather struck, and lightning scratched the sky.
“Where and from whom did you hear about my movements and my appearance preferences?”
Flash, flash.
It was as if he had closed his eyes and opened them again; the sky darkened a couple of times and then brightened again. Then, a sound that seemed to split the sky in half struck.
“…Pardon?”
At that moment, Executive Director Ydrohan’s sea-blue eyes turned bright yellow-gold. As if reminding him of what happened in the stairwell.
“Your acting was worth watching. The way you squirmed and touched your lower body and then sucked your own semen was also cute.”
At the man’s words, Plin turned as red as an apple about to explode and pressed his lips together tightly.
“It was also fun to see you scurrying around, saying you were delivering this measly vitamin drink wherever I went.”
It was a statement that dragged his premonitions and worries into reality. The clues he didn’t want to believe were lined up. Someone really did see, and that someone was the newly appointed young executive director. While all the senses in his body were sharply tightening, he felt a sense of injustice.
He didn’t know when or where he was, but Plin only visited the places he always visited, and to avoid disrupting the office atmosphere, he delivered only to the customers and left the office.
He had nothing to say about what happened in the 7th-floor stairwell, but he couldn’t understand the rest of the executive director’s words. Moreover, what Plin delivered was not just a vitamin drink. He was about to open his mouth to refute that.
“Ah, but ‘This is for making money… I have to endure it,’ that line was a bit contrived. Who wrote the script? Tell them it’s bad.”
“…T-That… that’s! I touched the raw materials by mistake, so my body reacted-“
“The hair dye shows some effort.”
He, who had been coldly sneering, suddenly burst into laughter.
“Not only can you get hard with your ears, but it also doesn’t go down.”
His hand moved towards the right ear, which was lying still this time.
“Shall I make this one stand up, too?”
“Stop teasing me and stop touching my ears.”
Plin spoke with some determination. Perhaps he thought he would only whimper in his hands, the executive director looked a bit surprised. Plin spoke to the executive director with clear pronunciation, looking him straight in the eye.
“I will accurately write down the raw materials and bring them to you tomorrow. Please do not disclose the secret recipe. I apologize for the many… rudenesses at our first meeting. Then… I’ll be on my way.”
This time, Plin really turned around. He wasn’t secretly backing away but showing his back clearly.