M 182

Sehwa lay with his cheek pressed against the cold table, sluggishly counting the empty bottles. When did he fall asleep? And how much did he drink? The whiskey that Brigadier General, no, Lieutenant General liked, and the wine he had at home… Mixing this and that made the heavy intoxication linger.

The reason that had returned a little when he finished his childish shopping evaporated in an instant when he saw the display case where Ki Tae-jeong’s liquor was neatly arranged. That liquor that Second Lieutenant Kwon had given him earlier was really there. He didn’t drink it often these days, so it had been pushed to the lower shelf, which made him feel even worse. Why keep liquor he didn’t even drink?

Sehwa, who was carrying a bottle of wine he occasionally enjoyed for its sweetness, pouted and pulled out all the problem bottles. He felt bad, so he had to drink it all up and get rid of it. He was already a bit drunk, so to put it bluntly, he didn’t care about anything.

“Ugh…”

He put all his strength into his limp body and tried to stand up. But he just slumped back down. He tried to put strength into his waist, then collapsed again… After repeating this several times, Sehwa gave up everything and lay back down on the table. He felt like all the muscles in his body had melted away like grilled glutinous rice cakes.

“What time… is it…?”

He tried to look at the clock by rolling his eyes, but the ice water that had flowed down the ice bucket formed droplets on his eyelashes, and he couldn’t open his eyes properly. He breathed heavily, then removed the apple peel dangling from his front teeth, and rubbed the juice soaked corners of his mouth roughly with his sleeve. But the dizziness didn’t go away easily, so he shook his head quickly, but it only made him dizzier.

Holding a half-empty bottle of liquor in his hand, Sehwa staggered towards the bed, popped open one of the therapeutic agent he’d tossed onto the sheets, and swallowed it. Normally, he would only take it when absolutely necessary after a thorough examination, thanks to Ki Tae-jeong’s nagging, but…

“Who cares.”

There was a man who was getting injections of more than the prescribed amount without even consulting him, and that every single day, so what was the problem with taking a mild therapeutic agent that the military guaranteed to be effective?

However, the H1 only managed symptoms like hangover headaches or nausea, not a drug that would prevent him from getting drunk, so Sehwa was repeating the process of sobering up and getting drunk again. His stomach felt good, but in terms of his mental state, the therapeutic agent was worse than nothing. The feeling of being drunk disappeared, so he thought he was okay and kept drinking strong liquor.

Sehwa puffed out his lips and touched the huge bundle of luggage laid out on the bed with his index finger. The precariously stacked boxes collapsed, and he unknowingly peeked his head out towards the living room.

“Ah, Hae-rim isn’t here right now…”

Hae-rim had to make a model that would help with the practice at the gifted education center, or whatever it was, so his father said he would take him for the day. So Sehwa had made up his mind to drink, but he had completely forgotten.

“Ugh!”

His throat was burning with thirst, and he tried to drink whatever liquor he could grab, but he accidentally spilled it all over the blanket. Fortunately, the bottle didn’t break because it fell on a soft place.

Sehwa groaned and put the empty bottle on the bedside table, then walked on his knees on the bed, looking around at the liquor soaked bedding. The smell of alcohol filled the air, and he felt even more drunk.

He had to take this off quickly, before the bottom sheet got wet. With that thought, Sehwa crawled around the bed, but he quickly got tired. It was a wide, custom made bed that matched Ki Tae-jeong’s height, build, and taste, so the bedding was too big and heavy to remove by himself.

Sehwa managed to fold only one corner and lay down for a while to catch his breath. Then his eyes went to the box piled in the middle of the bed, and he diligently walked towards it on his knees again. His concentration was so poor that he was acting more scattered than Hae-rim, but Sehwa was so drunk that he wasn’t even aware of his behavior.

“…Did I buy too much?”

He had bought it with great fanfare, but he didn’t even have the courage to touch it rashly because the box surfaces were covered with hideous and embarrassing photos.

Going to buy adult products was… really a spur of the moment thing. He was unnecessarily nervous because it seemed that Ki Tae-jeong and Kwon or whatever had done this and that in the past, and when he heard that he was getting injections and taking medicine without his permission, Sehwa couldn’t think rationally anymore.

Ki Tae-jeong often seemed to forget, but he was also a scary person. He had worked his way up from 2-Hwan to 4-Hwan and even became the manager of the House at a young age, and before that, he used to smoke and swear a lot.

But he had changed after meeting Ki Tae-jeong. At first, it was because he wanted to live, and later, it was because he had come to like him… So he chose to do things that Ki Tae-jeong would like, and it became a habit, but he was by no means as easygoing and soft as he thought.

‘Um, but… Madam. Um… May I ask why you’re buying this?’

‘To make Lieutenant General angry.’

‘Make… him angry? Lieutenant General?’

‘Yes.’

There were no instructions not to buy adult products, so Warrant Officer Choi, who had been pushed by Sehwa’s forcefulness and followed him, wiped his nose with a bewildered look.

‘But Lieutenant General… wouldn’t he like it if you bought something like this?’

‘…….’

‘I think he’d like it a lot, a lot more than you think….’

Sehwa couldn’t explain in detail that his superior had been avoiding sleeping with his spouse for some time, so he was planning to buy adult products with that man’s card as a protest and make him panic when he saw the name of the adult product store in the payment history, and that he was trying to show off that he could enjoy himself alone without sex.

No matter how close Warrant Officer Choi was to Ki Tae-jeong as his adjutant, Sehwa couldn’t explain it in such detail. So Sehwa shut his mouth like a clam and filled the cart. He could do a movement report or whatever if he wanted to. Rather, hoping that his every move would be conveyed to Ki Tae-jeong, Sehwa finished shopping more roughly than ever before.

He didn’t even remember exactly how much money he spent at the store or what he bought. He vaguely remembered that the employee had been impressed and applauded when he saw him saying, “Give me everything from here to there…” He said it was the first time he’d seen someone say that line in real life…?

“Hmm…”

Sehwa, who was rolling around on the blanket that smelled of alcohol, tried to recall what had happened at the adult product store, then quickly unfolded his rounded body and sat down in a cross-legged position, using the spring’s recoil. The timing of the interjection he inserted in the middle was as perfect as a gymnast.

“I really bought a lot, didn’t I.”

He had forgotten what he was going to do when he lay down, but he thought he might as well take a good look at the things he had bought.

“So… do you put this in the back?”

Sehwa picked up the most ordinary looking stick and tilted his head. Just by looking at it, it seemed to be for that purpose, but the description on the tag made Sehwa wonder. This was a larger size than average? Was the average this small…?

“But why would you pay money for something that big…?”

Sehwa shook his body from side to side like a tumbler and looked at the ordinary dildo. He realized that it had a vibration function when he pressed the buttons on the bottom, but… if he really needed adult products, he would never have bought this. It had to be much thicker and longer to feel good.

After receiving Ki Tae-jeong’s penis, which had deviated from the norm for several years, Sehwa, who could no longer even estimate the average, shook his head and threw down the dildo, which was said to be slightly larger than average.

“Huum.”

Sehwa, who was drunk, unknowingly used a childish tone like when he was dealing with Hae-rim, and carefully unwrapped the packaging. Inside were several small tongs and round spheres like pebbles.

“…Huh? It’s defective.”

Sehwa held the round thing in his hand and stretched out his arm. He wondered if he had seen it wrong, but he hadn’t. Looking at the unknown object in a distorted shape that was neither a perfect circle nor an ellipse, he vowed to get a refund for it tomorrow. He wanted to piss off Ki Tae-jeong with the payment history, but he didn’t want to be a pushover.

Perhaps because he had only picked up things that were popular, he could easily guess the purpose without looking at the description, except for the unknown stone. A dildo with bumpy protrusions, a replica of a penis with even the tendons sticking out, a bath bomb that turns into lubricant when you fill the tub with water and float it, lace panties smaller than the palm of his hand, and….

“…Ch-chastity belt?”