King of the Night Chapter 2

King of the Night Chapter 2

2.​ ​Voyeurism.​ ​It​ ​is​ ​a​ ​Serious​ ​Illness. 

“By​ ​the​ ​way,​ ​sweetheart,​ ​you​ ​are​ ​better​ ​off​ ​looking​ ​for​ ​another​ ​place.”  

It​ ​had​ ​been​ ​short,​ ​but​ ​intense.​ ​​ ​When​ ​the​ ​passionate​ ​10​ ​minute​ ​sex​ ​session​ ​came​ ​to​ ​an​ ​end, 

she​ ​spoke​ ​the​ ​truth​ ​that​ ​she​ ​had​ ​been​ ​withholding​ ​within​ ​her​ ​heart.​ ​​ ​She​ ​wasn't​ ​speaking​ ​as​ ​a 

real​ ​estate​ ​agent. 

Word​ ​is,​ ​this​ ​house​ ​was​ ​haunted​ ​by​ ​a​ ​ghost.​ ​​ ​In​ ​a​ ​span​ ​of​ ​1​ ​year,​ ​four​ ​tenants​ ​had​ ​cancelled 

their​ ​contracts. 

“If​ ​it​ ​was​ ​just​ ​one​ ​or​ ​two,​ ​it​ ​would​ ​have​ ​been​ ​ok.​ ​​ ​However,​ ​all​ ​four​ ​people​ ​said​ ​the​ ​same​ ​thing. 

There​ ​is​ ​an​ ​adult​ ​entertainment​ ​district​ ​nearby,​ ​and​ ​we​ ​have​ ​a​ ​lot​ ​of​ ​tenants,​ ​who​ ​work​ ​there​ ​as 

bar​ ​girls.​ ​​ ​When​ ​nightime​ ​comes,​ ​a​ ​male​ ​ghost​ ​shows​ ​up,​ ​and​ ​he....​ ​​ ​They​ ​said​ ​he​ ​masturbates. 

Uh-ooh.​ ​​ ​That​ ​gives​ ​me​ ​the​ ​goosebumps.”  

He​ ​glanced​ ​behind​ ​Kahng-hweeyun.​ ​​ ​She​ ​couldn't​ ​see​ ​the​ ​ghost​ ​behind​ ​her. 

The​ ​ghost​ ​was​ ​bashfully​ ​laughing​ ​as​ ​he​ ​avoided​ ​his​ ​gaze. 

The​ ​ghost​ ​kept​ ​using​ ​honorifics,​ ​so​ ​he​ ​had​ ​thought​ ​the​ ​ghost​ ​was​ ​very​ ​refined..... 

He​ ​had​ ​been​ ​so​ ​busy,​ ​so​ ​he​ ​had​ ​just​ ​glossed​ ​over​ ​it.​ ​​ ​However,​ ​that​ ​son​ ​of​ ​a​ ​bitch​ ​was 

masturbating​ ​with​ ​a​ ​creepy​ ​expression​ ​from​ ​the​ ​side​ ​as​ ​Gwinam​ ​was​ ​having​ ​sex. 

If​ ​he​ ​was​ ​alive,​ ​he​ ​would​ ​have​ ​been​ ​called​ ​a​ ​peeping​ ​tom. 

“In​ ​truth,​ ​a​ ​man​ ​died​ ​here​ ​about​ ​an​ ​year​ ​ago.​ ​​ ​I​ ​think​ ​that​ ​dead​ ​man's​ ​ghost​ ​is​ ​haunting​ ​this 

place.”  

Even​ ​he​ ​was​ ​very​ ​uncomfortable​ ​living​ ​with​ ​a​ ​ghost. 

Still,​ ​the​ ​ghost​ ​had​ ​given​ ​him​ ​an​ ​ability,​ ​and​ ​he​ ​coveted​ ​the​ ​Fuck​ ​Screen​ ​too​ ​much. 

The​ ​Fuck​ ​Screen,​ ​which​ ​had​ ​always​ ​been​ ​present,​ ​disappeared​ ​when​ ​he​ ​climaxed.​ ​​ ​It​ ​seemed 

the​ ​ghost​ ​had​ ​retracted​ ​his​ ​ability. 

Sure​ ​enough,​ ​it​ ​was​ ​as​ ​if​ ​the​ ​ghost​ ​had​ ​read​ ​his​ ​mind.​ ​​ ​The​ ​ghost​ ​whispered​ ​in​ ​his​ ​ear. 

[If​ ​you​ ​live​ ​here,​ ​I'll​ ​give​ ​you​ ​my​ ​ability.​ ​​ ​Let's​ ​form​ ​a​ ​team.​ ​Let​ ​me​ ​keep​ ​watching​ ​hyung-nim's 

sexual​ ​conquests.]  

As​ ​expected,​ ​this​ ​guy​ ​was​ ​a​ ​voyeur. 

'You​ ​finally​ ​revealed​ ​your​ ​true​ ​nature,​ ​mother​ ​fucker.'  

He​ ​firmly​ ​suppressed​ ​the​ ​urge​ ​to​ ​say​ ​those​ ​words.​ ​​ ​He​ ​shrugged​ ​his​ ​shoulders​ ​towards 

Kahng-hweeyun. 

“I​ ​really​ ​like​ ​it​ ​here.”  

“Eh-ee.​ ​​ ​I​ ​said​ ​it​ ​is​ ​haunted.”  

“I​ ​don't​ ​believe​ ​in​ ​that​ ​kind​ ​of​ ​stuff.​ ​​ ​Moreover,​ ​even​ ​if​ ​one​ ​did​ ​show​ ​up,​ ​what​ ​can​ ​it​ ​do?​ ​​ ​We​ ​are 

both​ ​men.​ ​Also,​ ​there's.......”  

“Huh?”  

“Now​ ​that​ ​you’ve​ ​mentioned​ ​it,​ ​I​ ​think​ ​I​ ​can​ ​see​ ​something...”  

He​ ​felt​ ​playful,​ ​so​ ​he​ ​spoke​ ​those​ ​words​ ​as​ ​he​ ​looked​ ​at​ ​the​ ​ghost. 

She​ ​had​ ​been​ ​buttoning​ ​up​ ​her​ ​blouse​ ​in​ ​only​ ​her​ ​panties.​ ​​ ​She​ ​stuck​ ​close​ ​to​ ​him. 

“Ah.​ ​​ ​Don't​ ​do​ ​that.​ ​​ ​I​ ​was​ ​already​ ​scared​ ​of​ ​coming​ ​out​ ​here.”  

She​ ​was​ ​scared,​ ​yet​ ​she​ ​had​ ​sex​ ​here? 

He​ ​smirked​ ​as​ ​he​ ​told​ ​her​ ​that​ ​it​ ​had​ ​been​ ​a​ ​joke. 

However,​ ​when​ ​he​ ​saw​ ​her​ ​only​ ​in​ ​a​ ​white​ ​blouse​ ​and​ ​panty,​ ​it​ ​got​ ​hard​ ​again. 

“Shall​ ​we​ ​do​ ​it​ ​once​ ​more?”  

“You​ ​want​ ​to​ ​do​ ​it​ ​again?”  

“I'm​ ​always​ ​stronger​ ​on​ ​my​ ​second​ ​try.”  

“My​ ​knees​ ​hurt......”  

She​ ​spoke​ ​those​ ​words,​ ​but​ ​she​ ​spoke​ ​as​ ​if​ ​she​ ​didn't​ ​hate​ ​the​ ​idea.​ ​​ ​She​ ​shyly​ ​nodded​ ​her 

head. 

As​ ​expected,​ ​she​ ​was​ ​an​ ​expert​ ​with​ ​the​ ​Sexual​ ​Desire​ ​of​ ​Rank​ ​A. 

The​ ​ghost​ ​was​ ​still​ ​watching​ ​from​ ​the​ ​background,​ ​and​ ​he​ ​once​ ​again​ ​raised​ ​his​ ​thumbs​ ​up. 

[Hyung-nim​ ​is​ ​the​ ​best.]  

Kook​ ​kook.  

Crazy​ ​bastard.  

'If​ ​you​ ​want​ ​to​ ​watch,​ ​then​ ​you​ ​can​ ​watch,​ ​bitch.'  

He​ ​was​ ​more​ ​confident,​ ​since​ ​they​ ​had​ ​already​ ​consummated​ ​their​ ​relations.​ ​​ ​He​ ​was​ ​a​ ​bit​ ​more 

bold​ ​now. 

'Suck​ ​on​ ​my​ ​nipples' 

'Rub​ ​my​ ​penis​ ​with​ ​your​ ​stockinged​ ​feet.' 

He​ ​didn't​ ​hesitate​ ​to​ ​express​ ​his​ ​hidden​ ​desires. 

They​ ​were​ ​on​ ​a​ ​mat​ ​on​ ​top​ ​of​ ​a​ ​bare​ ​floor.​ ​​ ​They​ ​used​ ​their​ ​body​ ​heat​ ​as​ ​a​ ​blanket,​ ​and​ ​they 

started​ ​going​ ​at​ ​it​ ​once​ ​more. 

He​ ​readily​ ​did​ ​whatever​ ​she​ ​requested.​ ​When​ ​he​ ​was​ ​at​ ​the​ ​height​ ​of​ ​his​ ​pleasure,​ ​she​ ​wanted 

him​ ​to​ ​talk​ ​dirty​ ​to​ ​her. 

She​ ​wanted​ ​him​ ​to​ ​cuss​ ​at​ ​her. 

She​ ​had​ ​a​ ​particular​ ​kink. 

He​ ​had​ ​never​ ​done​ ​this​ ​before. 

'You​ ​are​ ​a​ ​bitch​ ​in​ ​heat.' 

'You​ ​are​ ​fucking​ ​delicious,​ ​you​ ​slut.' 

'You​ ​dirty​ ​whore.' 

'Yeah...you​ ​like​ ​that,​ ​you​ ​fucking​ ​retard?'​ ​(TLN:​ ​This​ ​wasn’t​ ​in​ ​the​ ​original​ ​text) 

He​ ​just​ ​said​ ​things​ ​that​ ​came​ ​up​ ​in​ ​his​ ​mind.​ ​​ ​He​ ​ad-libbed​ ​to​ ​come​ ​up​ ​with​ ​most​ ​vulgar​ ​and 

dirty​ ​words​ ​he​ ​could​ ​come​ ​up​ ​with. 

In​ ​truth,​ ​he​ ​was​ ​a​ ​bit​ ​worried​ ​about​ ​if​ ​he​ ​should​ ​be​ ​saying​ ​those​ ​words.​ ​​ ​However,​ ​she​ ​had​ ​on​ ​a 

rapturous​ ​expression​ ​as​ ​she​ ​yelled​ ​out​ ​in​ ​a​ ​seductive​ ​tone.​ ​​ ​She​ ​was​ ​very​ ​satisfied. 

In​ ​his​ ​life,​ ​this​ ​was​ ​his​ ​most​ ​proud​ ​moment. 

Even​ ​the​ ​ghost​ ​had​ ​the​ ​happiest​ ​expression​ ​in​ ​the​ ​world​ ​as​ ​he​ ​masturbated. 

***  

Even​ ​as​ ​Kahng-hweeyun​ ​tried​ ​to​ ​dissuade​ ​him​ ​from​ ​his​ ​action,​ ​he​ ​eventually​ ​signed​ ​the​ ​contract 

for​ ​the​ ​haunted​ ​house.​ ​​ ​After​ ​two​ ​days,​ ​he​ ​had​ ​finished​ ​moving​ ​in. 

In​ ​the​ ​end,​ ​Kahng-hweeyun​ ​refused​ ​to​ ​take​ ​her​ ​commission. 

She​ ​just​ ​asked​ ​for​ ​his​ ​contact​ ​information. 

-​ ​I​ ​think​ ​we​ ​are​ ​very​ ​compatible.​ ​​ ​We​ ​can​ ​meet​ ​up​ ​sometimes​ ​to​ ​relieve​ ​our​ ​stress. 

This​ ​was​ ​the​ ​text​ ​message​ ​she​ ​had​ ​sent​ ​him. 

He​ ​had​ ​never​ ​known​ ​such​ ​a​ ​cool​ ​woman​ ​existed. 

This​ ​was​ ​the​ ​vigor​ ​of​ ​a​ ​single​ ​woman. 

-​ ​I​ ​would​ ​love​ ​that. 

He​ ​immediately​ ​replied​ ​to​ ​her​ ​text. 

Responsibility​ ​and​ ​liability​ ​was​ ​excluded​ ​from​ ​their​ ​relationship.​ ​​ ​This​ ​was​ ​strictly​ ​a​ ​sexual 

relationship​ ​where​ ​it​ ​would​ ​strictly​ ​be​ ​about​ ​pleasures​ ​of​ ​the​ ​body. 

This​ ​was​ ​the​ ​casual​ ​sex​ ​partner​ ​he​ ​had​ ​always​ ​heard​ ​about. 

After​ ​taking​ ​a​ ​paid​ ​leave​ ​from​ ​the​ ​store,​ ​he​ ​finished​ ​organizing​ ​the​ ​house.  

He​ ​was​ ​drinking​ ​a​ ​can​ ​of​ ​beer​ ​in​ ​front​ ​of​ ​the​ ​convenience​ ​store,​ ​and​ ​he​ ​was​ ​having​ ​a 

conversation​ ​with​ ​the​ ​ghost. 

The​ ​ghost's​ ​name​ ​was​ ​'Gahm-sungdae.' 

He​ ​was​ ​the​ ​tenant​ ​living​ ​inside​ ​the​ ​house​ ​around​ ​one​ ​and​ ​a​ ​half​ ​years​ ​ago.​ ​​ ​At​ ​the​ ​time​ ​of​ ​his 

death,​ ​he​ ​was​ ​only​ ​25​ ​years​ ​old. 

“How​ ​did​ ​you​ ​die?”  

[I​ ​was​ ​drunk,​ ​and​ ​I​ ​stepped​ ​on​ ​a​ ​bar​ ​of​ ​soap​ ​in​ ​the​ ​restroom.]  

“Ah.......​ ​You​ ​suffered​ ​a​ ​blow​ ​to​ ​the​ ​head?”  

[Yes.​ ​​ ​If​ ​I​ ​was​ ​moved​ ​quickly​ ​to​ ​a​ ​hospital,​ ​I​ ​would​ ​still​ ​be​ ​alive.​ ​​ ​However,​ ​this​ ​is​ ​the​ ​tragedy​ ​that 

could​ ​happen​ ​if​ ​one​ ​lives​ ​alone.​ ​​ ​Hyung-nim​ ​should​ ​be​ ​careful.]  

“Fuck​ ​you.”  

[Also,​ ​I​ ​still​ ​don't​ ​know​ ​hyung-nim's​ ​name.]  

“My​ ​name​ ​is​ ​Sung-gwinam.​ ​​ ​Gwi​ ​as​ ​in​ ​noble,​ ​and​ ​nam​ ​for​ ​man.”  

[Hahaha.​ ​​ ​Your​ ​name​ ​doesn't​ ​sound​ ​appropriate.​ ​​ ​If​ ​I​ ​heard​ ​it​ ​passing​ ​by,​ ​I​ ​would​ ​think​ ​it​ ​is​ ​Sung 

gi​ ​for​ ​genitals​ ​and​ ​nam​ ​for​ ​man.​ ​​ ​Hahahaha.]  

“Should​ ​I​ ​call​ ​you​ ​Sung-gahmdae(erogenous​ ​zone)​ ​instead​ ​of​ ​Gahm-sungdae?”  

[Uh.​ ​​ ​Now​ ​that​ ​I​ ​think​ ​about​ ​it​ ​you​ ​are​ ​right.​ ​​ ​We​ ​are​ ​really​ ​a​ ​match​ ​made​ ​in​ ​heaven​ ​in​ ​term​ ​of 

being​ ​partners.]  

“So​ ​what​ ​were​ ​you?​ ​You​ ​said​ ​you​ ​were​ ​25​ ​years​ ​old.​ ​​ ​Were​ ​you​ ​a​ ​student?”  

[No.​ ​​ ​I​ ​dropped​ ​out​ ​of​ ​college,​ ​and​ ​I've​ ​been​ ​working​ ​in​ ​Gangnam.​ ​​ ​Do​ ​you​ ​perhaps​ ​know​ ​about 

the​ ​players?]  

“Players?​ ​​ ​Hostess​ ​bar​ ​players?”  

[Oh.​ ​You​ ​do​ ​know​ ​about​ ​it.]  

His​ ​face​ ​was​ ​quite​ ​good,​ ​and​ ​his​ ​body​ ​had​ ​nice​ ​proportions.​ ​Gwinam​ ​had​ ​thought​ ​the​ ​ghost 

might​ ​have​ ​been​ ​a​ ​trainee​ ​for​ ​becoming​ ​an​ ​entertainer.​ ​​ ​However,​ ​he​ ​was​ ​a​ ​hostess​ ​bar​ ​player. 

“Did​ ​you​ ​earn​ ​a​ ​lot​ ​of​ ​money?​ ​​ ​I​ ​heard​ ​from​ ​others​ ​that​ ​only​ ​a​ ​select​ ​few​ ​do​ ​well.​ ​​ ​I​ ​heard​ ​the 

rest​ ​leave​ ​with​ ​a​ ​tired​ ​body.”  

[Yes.​ ​​ ​I​ ​was​ ​somewhat​ ​of​ ​an​ ​ace.​ ​​ ​Since​ ​I​ ​had​ ​this​ ​ability,​ ​I​ ​could​ ​pick​ ​and​ ​choose​ ​my​ ​clients. 

Everything​ ​after​ ​that​ ​was​ ​easy.]  

“That's​ ​right.​ ​​ ​You​ ​have​ ​the​ ​thing​ ​called​ ​Fuck​ ​Screen(what​ ​kind​ ​of​ ​a​ ​name......).​ ​​ ​You​ ​had​ ​that 

ability​ ​when​ ​you​ ​were​ ​alive?”  

[Yes.]  

“How​ ​did​ ​you​ ​develop​ ​it?”  

[Mmm.​ ​​ ​I'm​ ​not​ ​really​ ​sure,​ ​but​ ​it​ ​developed​ ​around​ ​when​ ​I​ ​was​ ​in​ ​middle​ ​school.]  

“It​ ​just​ ​appeared​ ​out​ ​of​ ​nowhere?”  

[It​ ​is​ ​a​ ​bit​ ​of​ ​a​ ​long​ ​story.​ ​​ ​My​ ​teacher​ ​for​ ​Ethics​ ​class​ ​was​ ​a​ ​young​ ​woman.​ ​How​ ​should​ ​I​ ​say 

this?​ ​​ ​It​ ​isn't​ ​as​ ​if​ ​she​ ​dressed​ ​in​ ​a​ ​vulgar​ ​fashion,​ ​but​ ​she​ ​had​ ​this​ ​vibe.]  

“I​ ​know.​ ​​ ​I​ ​know.​ ​​ ​She​ ​looked​ ​a​ ​little​ ​cheap​ ​and​ ​indecent?”  

[Yes.​ ​That's​ ​right.​ ​​ ​She​ ​really​ ​wasn't​ ​suited​ ​to​ ​teach​ ​an​ ​Ethics​ ​class.​ ​​ ​She​ ​always​ ​gave​ ​off​ ​a 

lascivious​ ​and​ ​lustful​ ​vibe.]  

“It​ ​must​ ​have​ ​been​ ​great​ ​for​ ​you.​ ​​ ​My​ ​school​ ​didn't​ ​have​ ​a​ ​teacher​ ​like​ ​that.”  

[A​ ​lot​ ​of​ ​kids​ ​liked​ ​her.​ ​​ ​I​ ​liked​ ​her.]  

“I​ ​like​ ​women​ ​that​ ​looks​ ​trashy.”  

[So​ ​the​ ​kids​ ​in​ ​my​ ​class​ ​bullied​ ​me,​ ​and​ ​they​ ​told​ ​me​ ​to​ ​try​ ​masturbating​ ​during​ ​class.​ ​​ ​I​ ​used​ ​to 

be​ ​the​ ​Bread​ ​Shuttle.]  

“You​ ​really​ ​had​ ​an​ ​eventful​ ​life.​ ​​ ​Did​ ​you​ ​do​ ​it?”  

[I​ ​was​ ​a​ ​mere​ ​Shuttle.​ ​​ ​What​ ​power​ ​did​ ​I​ ​have?]  

After​ ​saying​ ​those​ ​words,​ ​Gahm-sungdae​ ​laughed. 

Crazy​ ​bastard.​ ​​ ​He​ ​was​ ​unnecessarily​ ​being​ ​positive​ ​about​ ​it. 

Gwinam​ ​used​ ​his​ ​bright​ ​laughter​ ​as​ ​a​ ​side​ ​dish.​ ​​ ​He​ ​drank​ ​his​ ​beer. 

“Koo-ooh.​ ​​ ​You​ ​have​ ​a​ ​really​ ​bright​ ​personality.”  

[What​ ​is​ ​life?​ ​​ ​If​ ​you​ ​can't​ ​stand​ ​up​ ​to​ ​it,​ ​you​ ​have​ ​to​ ​enjoy​ ​it.]  

“Fuck.​ ​​ ​How​ ​can​ ​you​ ​enjoy​ ​masturbating​ ​in​ ​front​ ​of​ ​a​ ​female​ ​teacher?”  

[Hahaha.​ ​​ ​Fortunately,​ ​it​ ​was​ ​an​ ​all​ ​boys​ ​school.​ ​​ ​I​ ​would​ ​have​ ​been​ ​much​ ​more​ ​humiliated​ ​if​ ​it 

was​ ​a​ ​coed​ ​school.]  

“So,​ ​what​ ​happened?​ ​​ ​Did​ ​you​ ​get​ ​caught?”  

[Yes.​ ​When​ ​I​ ​came,​ ​I​ ​unconsciously​ ​moaned,​ ​and​ ​it​ ​gave​ ​me​ ​away.]  

“You​ ​are​ ​becoming​ ​more​ ​incredible​ ​the​ ​more​ ​I​ ​hear​ ​about​ ​you.​ ​​ ​You​ ​were​ ​able​ ​to​ ​climax?”  

[I​ ​beat​ ​it​ ​with​ ​intent.​ ​​ ​Normally,​ ​I​ ​used​ ​to​ ​beat​ ​off​ ​thinking​ ​about​ ​that​ ​teacher.​ ​​ ​That's​ ​why​ ​I​ ​was 

able​ ​to​ ​get​ ​into​ ​it.]  

“Wait​ ​a​ ​moment.​ ​Weren't​ ​we​ ​supposed​ ​to​ ​be​ ​talking​ ​about​ ​the​ ​Fuck​ ​Screen?​ ​​ ​How​ ​did​ ​it​ ​form?”  

[Ah.​ ​​ ​I'm​ ​almost​ ​at​ ​that​ ​point​ ​in​ ​the​ ​story.]  

Gahm-sungdae​ ​had​ ​let​ ​out​ ​a​ ​moan,​ ​and​ ​the​ ​kids​ ​were​ ​snickering.​ ​​ ​The​ ​female​ ​teacher​ ​knew 

something​ ​was​ ​wrong,​ ​so​ ​she​ ​approached​ ​Gahm-sungdae. 

His​ ​dick​ ​had​ ​continued​ ​to​ ​twitch​ ​during​ ​all​ ​of​ ​this,​ ​and​ ​the​ ​last​ ​drop​ ​of​ ​his​ ​cum​ ​was​ ​fired.​ ​​ ​This 

landed​ ​directly​ ​atop​ ​the​ ​female​ ​teacher's​ ​lips. 

The​ ​female​ ​teacher​ ​unconsciously​ ​licked​ ​it. 

At​ ​that​ ​moment,​ ​Gahm-sungdae​ ​felt​ ​dizzy,​ ​and​ ​he​ ​lost​ ​consciousness​ ​with​ ​his​ ​dick​ ​out. 

[When​ ​I​ ​woke​ ​up,​ ​I​ ​was​ ​in​ ​the​ ​nurse's​ ​office.​ ​​ ​From​ ​my​ ​memory,​ ​it​ ​was​ ​at​ ​this​ ​point​ ​I​ ​started​ ​to 

see​ ​the​ ​Fuck​ ​Screen..]  

“That​ ​sounds​ ​improbable.​ ​”  

[Hyung-nim​ ​is​ ​face​ ​to​ ​face​ ​with​ ​a​ ​ghost.​ ​​ ​Is​ ​that​ ​realistic?]  

Whether​ ​it​ ​was​ ​the​ ​ghost​ ​or​ ​the​ ​Fuck​ ​Screen,​ ​both​ ​were​ ​improbable.  

“So​ ​what​ ​happened​ ​to​ ​the​ ​teacher?​ ​​ ​I​ ​bet​ ​she​ ​was​ ​incredibly​ ​shocked?”  

[Ah.​ ​​ ​She​ ​slept​ ​with​ ​me.]  

“What​ ​the​ ​hell.”  

[The​ ​Fuck​ ​Screen​ ​told​ ​me​ ​the​ ​teacher​ ​had​ ​latent​ ​sexual​ ​desire​ ​towards​ ​me.​ ​​ ​After​ ​the​ ​school 

ended,​ ​the​ ​teacher​ ​wanted​ ​a​ ​personal​ ​face-to-face​ ​meeting​ ​with​ ​me.​ ​​ ​She​ ​started​ ​sucking​ ​my 

dick​ ​in​ ​the​ ​car.​ ​​ ​So​ ​I​ ​just​ ​went​ ​for​ ​it.​ ​​ ​That​ ​was​ ​my​ ​1st​ ​time.]  

“What​ ​grade​ ​were​ ​you​ ​in?”  

[I​ ​was​ ​in​ ​8th​ ​grade.]  

The​ ​fact​ ​that​ ​he​ ​had​ ​his​ ​first​ ​experience​ ​in​ ​8th​ ​grade​ ​was​ ​shocking​ ​in​ ​itself,​ ​but​ ​his​ ​partner​ ​had 

been​ ​a​ ​school​ ​teacher. 

If​ ​his​ ​current​ ​appearance​ ​was​ ​consistent​ ​with​ ​what​ ​he​ ​looked​ ​like​ ​when​ ​he​ ​was​ ​younger, 

Gwinam​ ​could​ ​understand​ ​why​ ​it​ ​could​ ​have​ ​happened.  

[What​ ​about​ ​you,​ ​hyung-nim?​ ​​ ​What​ ​do​ ​you​ ​do?​ ​​ ​I​ ​heard​ ​your​ ​phone​ ​conversation​ ​earlier,​ ​and​ ​it 

seemed​ ​like​ ​you​ ​work​ ​at​ ​a​ ​restaurant.]  

“I​ ​work​ ​at​ ​a​ ​galbi​ ​house​ ​located​ ​near​ ​the​ ​Sancheon​ ​three-way​ ​intersection.”  

[Do​ ​you​ ​mean​ ​the​ ​Rib​ ​Service?]  

“Uh?​ ​How​ ​did​ ​you​ ​know?”  

[There​ ​is​ ​only​ ​one​ ​galbi​ ​house​ ​there.​ ​I've​ ​been​ ​there​ ​once.​ ​However,​ ​I​ ​don't​ ​think​ ​I​ ​saw 

hyung-nim​ ​there.]  

“I​ ​haven't​ ​been​ ​there​ ​too​ ​long.​ ​​ ​Our​ ​president​ ​bought​ ​5​ ​stores,​ ​so​ ​I​ ​move​ ​around​ ​to​ ​various 

locations.​ ​​ ​He​ ​told​ ​me​ ​to​ ​try​ ​working​ ​there,​ ​so​ ​I​ ​transferred​ ​to​ ​that​ ​location.​ ​​ ​I​ ​was​ ​promoted​ ​from 

deputy​ ​to​ ​supervisor.”  

[It​ ​is​ ​a​ ​galbi​ ​house​ ​yet​ ​they​ ​have​ ​ranks?]  

“Uh.​ ​​ ​Our​ ​stores​ ​are​ ​run​ ​like​ ​a​ ​regular​ ​company.”  

He​ ​had​ ​started​ ​his​ ​first​ ​part​ ​time​ ​job​ ​there​ ​when​ ​he​ ​was​ ​in​ ​high​ ​school.​ ​​ ​He​ ​had​ ​started​ ​working 

at​ ​his​ ​president's​ ​1st​ ​store.​ ​​ ​It​ ​was​ ​a​ ​restaurant​ ​where​ ​one​ ​could​ ​have​ ​wine​ ​and​ ​grilled​ ​pork 

belly.​ ​​ ​He​ ​had​ ​developed​ ​a​ ​connection​ ​with​ ​the​ ​president,​ ​and​ ​Gwinam​ ​had​ ​worked​ ​with​ ​him​ ​for 

almost​ ​15​ ​years.​ ​​ ​Now​ ​he​ ​was​ ​tasked​ ​to​ ​going​ ​to​ ​locations​ ​where​ ​they​ ​opened​ ​up​ ​a​ ​new​ ​store. 

He​ ​didn't​ ​go​ ​to​ ​college​ ​like​ ​everyone​ ​else.​ ​​ ​He​ ​had​ ​started​ ​his​ ​societal​ ​life​ ​early,​ ​so​ ​he​ ​had​ ​saved 

up​ ​a​ ​good​ ​amount​ ​of​ ​money.​ ​​ ​Moreover,​ ​he​ ​was​ ​receiving​ ​a​ ​similar​ ​annual​ ​salary​ ​to​ ​the​ ​friends 

that​ ​worked​ ​at​ ​companies​ ​after​ ​coming​ ​out​ ​of​ ​college. 

Of​ ​course,​ ​his​ ​working​ ​hours​ ​were​ ​longer​ ​than​ ​a​ ​normal​ ​company,​ ​but​ ​he​ ​had​ ​no​ ​regrets​ ​or 

complaints​ ​about​ ​his​ ​life. 

He​ ​wanted​ ​to​ ​continue​ ​working​ ​under​ ​the​ ​president​ ​until​ ​around​ ​his​ ​40s.​ ​​ ​Then​ ​his​ ​dream​ ​was​ ​to 

open​ ​up​ ​his​ ​own​ ​store. 

However,​ ​he​ ​did​ ​have​ ​one​ ​regret. 

“I've​ ​never​ ​had​ ​much​ ​luck​ ​with​ ​women.”  

[You​ ​don't​ ​date​ ​a​ ​lot​ ​of​ ​your​ ​part-timers?]  

“The​ ​workers​ ​I​ ​have​ ​now​ ​are​ ​almost​ ​all​ ​young.​ ​​ ​I​ ​think​ ​they​ ​date​ ​each​ ​other.​ ​​ ​When​ ​I​ ​started 

working,​ ​there​ ​hadn't​ ​been​ ​many​ ​women​ ​of​ ​my​ ​age.​ ​​ ​The​ ​women​ ​had​ ​been​ ​all​ ​aunties,​ ​and​ ​all 

the​ ​hyung-nims​ ​I​ ​had​ ​were​ ​married​ ​men.​ ​​ ​I​ ​started​ ​hanging​ ​out​ ​with​ ​married​ ​men​ ​at​ ​a​ ​young 

age,​ ​and​ ​I​ ​was​ ​always​ ​working.​ ​​ ​I've​ ​rarely​ ​had​ ​a​ ​normal​ ​dating​ ​life.​ ​​ ​At​ ​the​ ​time,​ ​I​ ​thought​ ​my 

life​ ​was​ ​cool,​ ​but​ ​I​ ​do​ ​have​ ​regret​ ​looking​ ​back​ ​at​ ​it.​ ​​ ​Uh-whew.....”  

[You​ ​just​ ​have​ ​to​ ​meet​ ​women​ ​starting​ ​from​ ​now.]  

“Of​ ​course,​ ​I​ ​would​ ​like​ ​that.​ ​​ ​However,​ ​I​ ​don't​ ​know​ ​how​ ​I​ ​should​ ​interact​ ​with​ ​women.​ ​​ ​There’s 

a​ ​time​ ​in​ ​a​ ​man's​ ​life​ ​that​ ​is​ ​set​ ​aside​ ​for​ ​dating,​ ​and​ ​it​ ​is​ ​when​ ​one​ ​is​ ​young.​ ​​ ​During​ ​that​ ​period 

of​ ​time​ ​in​ ​my​ ​life,​ ​I​ ​worked,​ ​so​ ​I​ ​have​ ​no​ ​idea​ ​what​ ​to​ ​do.​ ​​ ​I​ ​feel​ ​like​ ​I'm​ ​in​ ​my​ ​20s​ ​inside​ ​my 

heart,​ ​but​ ​I​ ​get​ ​treated​ ​completely​ ​like​ ​an​ ​uncle​ ​at​ ​the​ ​store.”  

Moreover,​ ​he​ ​was​ ​losing​ ​interest​ ​in​ ​going​ ​to​ ​a​ ​brothel,​ ​and​ ​he​ ​thought​ ​it​ ​was​ ​a​ ​waste​ ​of​ ​money. 

He​ ​did​ ​go​ ​to​ ​a​ ​massage​ ​parlor​ ​once​ ​or​ ​twice​ ​a​ ​month,​ ​but​ ​the​ ​happy​ ​ending​ ​was​ ​just​ ​obligatory. 

Recently,​ ​even​ ​that​ ​was​ ​tiresome,​ ​so​ ​he​ ​usually​ ​just​ ​jacked​ ​off​ ​by​ ​himself. 

[Eh-ee.​ ​​ ​Thirty​ ​four​ ​is​ ​considered​ ​to​ ​be​ ​young​ ​these​ ​days.​ ​​ ​Our​ ​manage-hyung​ ​was​ ​in​ ​his​ ​40s, 

but​ ​he​ ​played​ ​around​ ​with​ ​girls​ ​in​ ​their​ ​20s.]  

“How​ ​could​ ​you​ ​compare​ ​a​ ​player​ ​to​ ​a​ ​normal​ ​person?”  

[Mmm.​ ​​ ​That​ ​kind​ ​of​ ​mindset​ ​is​ ​a​ ​bit​ ​of​ ​a​ ​problem.]  

“What​ ​is​ ​a​ ​problem?”  

Gahm-sungdae​ ​lightly​ ​bit​ ​the​ ​end​ ​of​ ​his​ ​thumb.​ ​​ ​He​ ​furrowed​ ​his​ ​eyebrows​ ​as​ ​he​ ​spoke. 

[I​ ​would​ ​like​ ​it​ ​if​ ​hyung-nim​ ​would​ ​have​ ​sex​ ​with​ ​numerous​ ​women.​ ​​ ​This​ ​is​ ​why​ ​I​ ​gave​ ​the​ ​Fuck 

Screen​ ​to​ ​hyung-nim....]  

“You​ ​crazy​ ​son​ ​of​ ​a​ ​bitch.​ ​​ ​Do​ ​you​ ​suffer​ ​from​ ​voyeuristic​ ​disorder?”  

[Ha​ ​ha.​ ​​ ​Yes.​ ​​ ​I​ ​have​ ​an​ ​advanced​ ​case​ ​of​ ​it.]  

He​ ​was​ ​too​ ​matter​ ​of​ ​fact​ ​about​ ​it,​ ​so​ ​Gwinam​ ​didn't​ ​even​ ​get​ ​angry. 

“So​ ​that​ ​is​ ​what​ ​happened.​ ​​ ​Were​ ​you​ ​always​ ​like​ ​this​ ​even​ ​when​ ​you​ ​were​ ​alive?”  

[Yes.​ ​​ ​I​ ​did​ ​everything​ ​I​ ​could​ ​do​ ​at​ ​a​ ​young​ ​age.​ ​​ ​At​ ​some​ ​point,​ ​I​ ​couldn’t​ ​get​ ​erect​ ​even​ ​with​ ​a 

woman​ ​in​ ​front​ ​of​ ​me.​ ​​ ​I​ ​was​ ​in​ ​my​ ​early​ ​20s,​ ​yet​ ​I​ ​had​ ​developed​ ​an​ ​erectile​ ​dysfunction.​ ​​ ​It 

really​ ​felt​ ​as​ ​if​ ​the​ ​world​ ​was​ ​crumbling​ ​down​ ​around​ ​me.]  

Gahm-sungdae's​ ​erectile​ ​dysfunction​ ​lasted​ ​for​ ​couple​ ​months. 

He​ ​couldn't​ ​get​ ​hard,​ ​but​ ​his​ ​burning​ ​sexual​ ​desire​ ​remained.​ ​​ ​In​ ​the​ ​end,​ ​he​ ​became 

depressed. 

One​ ​day​ ​he​ ​followed​ ​the​ ​other​ ​hostess​ ​bar​ ​players​ ​to​ ​the​ ​dorms​ ​of​ ​regular​ ​female​ ​customers​ ​for 

fun. 

From​ ​this​ ​place,​ ​he​ ​coincidently​ ​saw​ ​one​ ​of​ ​the​ ​players​ ​having​ ​sex​ ​with​ ​a​ ​woman.​ ​​ ​His​ ​clever 

pecker,​ ​which​ ​had​ ​been​ ​dormant​ ​for​ ​several​ ​month,​ ​rose​ ​up​ ​in​ ​an​ ​explosive​ ​manner.​ ​​ ​This​ ​was 

the​ ​impetus​ ​for​ ​him​ ​developing​ ​his​ ​voyeuristic​ ​tendencies. 

[Hyung-nim.​ ​​ ​I'm​ ​a​ ​ghost​ ​now.​ ​​ ​The​ ​only​ ​pleasure​ ​in​ ​life​ ​I​ ​can​ ​have​ ​is​ ​to​ ​watch​ ​others​ ​have​ ​sex 

and​ ​masturbate​ ​to​ ​it.​ ​​ ​Hyung-nim​ ​has​ ​to​ ​work​ ​hard.]  

“I​ ​get​ ​it,​ ​you​ ​little​ ​creep.​ ​​ ​I've​ ​got​ ​the​ ​Fuck​ ​Screen​ ​you​ ​gave​ ​me​ ​now.​ ​​ ​So​ ​what​ ​do​ ​I​ ​have​ ​to​ ​be 

worried​ ​about?”  

[No.​ ​​ ​It​ ​isn't​ ​as​ ​if​ ​the​ ​Fuck​ ​Screen​ ​tells​ ​you​ ​everything.]  

“What?”  

[If​ ​the​ ​‘Interest​ ​towards​ ​me’​ ​is​ ​below​ ​Rank​ ​C,​ ​the​ ​information​ ​won't​ ​come​ ​out.​ ​​ ​You​ ​had​ ​a​ ​first 

good​ ​impression​ ​on​ ​the​ ​real​ ​estate​ ​agent​ ​lady.​ ​​ ​This​ ​is​ ​why​ ​you​ ​were​ ​given​ ​that​ ​much 

information.​ ​​ ​However,​ ​the​ ​madam​ ​was​ ​a​ ​style​ ​of​ ​woman​ ​that​ ​likes​ ​almost​ ​any​ ​man.​ ​Be​ ​truthful 

with​ ​me.​ ​​ ​Is​ ​hyung-nim​ ​unpopular​ ​with​ ​the​ ​ladies?]  

“.......well,​ ​no​ ​one​ ​has​ ​confessed​ ​to​ ​me​ ​before.......?”  

If​ ​he​ ​confessed​ ​first,​ ​the​ ​women​ ​wanted​ ​to​ ​remain​ ​in​ ​a​ ​big​ ​brother-little​ ​sister​ ​relationship.​ ​​ ​They 

also​ ​said​ ​they​ ​didn't​ ​want​ ​to​ ​lose​ ​a​ ​good​ ​friend.​ ​​ ​Basically,​ ​he​ ​had​ ​been​ ​rejected. 

[How​ ​many​ ​have​ ​you​ ​dated​ ​before.]  

“Three.”  

[No.​ ​I'm​ ​not​ ​asking​ ​you​ ​about​ ​how​ ​many​ ​girls​ ​you​ ​have​ ​dated​ ​at​ ​once.​ ​​ ​I​ ​want​ ​you​ ​to​ ​give​ ​me​ ​the 

entire​ ​figure.]  

“As​ ​I've​ ​said,​ ​I've​ ​dated​ ​three​ ​girls.”  

[What?]  

The​ ​bastard​ ​acted​ ​as​ ​if​ ​Gwinam​ ​had​ ​said​ ​he​ ​had​ ​eaten​ ​dog​ ​poop​ ​for​ ​breakfast.​ ​​ ​The​ ​ghost 

became​ ​surprised.​ ​​ ​It​ ​was​ ​as​ ​if​ ​to​ ​say,​ ​'Only​ ​three?' 

[Hyung-nim.​ ​​ ​You​ ​are​ ​already​ ​thirty​ ​four.......]  

“I​ ​told​ ​you.​ ​​ ​I​ ​haven't​ ​really​ ​dated​ ​much​ ​before.”  

[Still,​ ​how​ ​about​ ​if​ ​you​ ​add​ ​any​ ​friends​ ​with​ ​benefits​ ​you​ ​had​ ​to​ ​the​ ​number?]  

“Hey.​ ​​ ​I​ ​don't​ ​really​ ​know​ ​what​ ​a​ ​friends​ ​with​ ​benefits​ ​is​ ​supposed​ ​to​ ​be.​ ​​ ​​ ​If​ ​you​ ​date​ ​then​ ​you 

date.​ ​​ ​What​ ​the​ ​hell​ ​is​ ​a​ ​friends​ ​with​ ​benefits?”  

[Mmm.​ ​Basically,​ ​you​ ​aren't​ ​dating​ ​officially,​ ​but​ ​you​ ​are​ ​doing​ ​everything​ ​that​ ​comes​ ​with​ ​dating 

a​ ​person?​ ​​ ​Or​ ​it​ ​could​ ​be​ ​described​ ​as​ ​the​ ​stage​ ​right​ ​before​ ​you​ ​date​ ​someone​ ​where​ ​you​ ​are 

very​ ​chummy.]  

“I​ ​don't​ ​know​ ​anything​ ​about​ ​that.​ ​​ ​I'm​ ​usually​ ​pretty​ ​far​ ​from​ ​being​ ​close​ ​with​ ​women....”  

[Even​ ​from​ ​my​ ​perspective,​ ​you​ ​don't​ ​have​ ​much​ ​appeal​ ​as​ ​a​ ​man.​ ​​ ​You​ ​also​ ​don't​ ​have​ ​a​ ​sense 

of​ ​humor.]  

This​ ​bastard​ ​was​ ​the​ ​type,​ ​who’s​ ​excessively​ ​cold​ ​in​ ​his​ ​assessment.​ ​​ ​He's​ ​the​ ​type​ ​of​ ​person 

that​ ​hurts​ ​the​ ​people​ ​around​ ​him. 

“Still,​ ​my​ ​sense​ ​of​ ​humor​ ​is​ ​known​ ​to​ ​be​ ​quite​ ​good.”  

[The​ ​problem​ ​is​ ​you​ ​don't​ ​know​ ​how​ ​to​ ​use​ ​it​ ​to​ ​your​ ​advantage.]  

“I​ ​guess​ ​that's​ ​true.​ ​​ ​If​ ​my​ ​friends​ ​repeat​ ​what​ ​I​ ​say,​ ​then​ ​everyone​ ​finds​ ​it​ ​funny.​ ​​ ​However, 

everyone​ ​feels​ ​awkward​ ​when​ ​I​ ​say​ ​it.​ ​​ ​They​ ​don't​ ​laugh.”  

[Comedy​ ​is​ ​a​ ​battle​ ​of​ ​timing.​ ​​ ​However,​ ​the​ ​most​ ​important​ ​part​ ​is​ ​hyung-nim's​ ​style.​ ​​ ​It​ ​is​ ​very 

old-fashioned.​ ​​ ​Moreover,​ ​your​ ​face​ ​is​ ​unlikeable.]  

“Fuck​ ​you,​ ​bitch.”  

[Women​ ​don't​ ​like​ ​guys​ ​that​ ​are​ ​just​ ​funny.​ ​​ ​They​ ​like​ ​stylish​ ​men,​ ​who​ ​are​ ​funny.]  

“So​ ​what​ ​the​ ​hell​ ​do​ ​you​ ​want​ ​me​ ​to​ ​do?​ ​​ ​You​ ​want​ ​me​ ​to​ ​be​ ​born​ ​again?”  

[No.​ ​​ ​However,​ ​if​ ​you​ ​put​ ​the​ ​effort​ ​in​ ​dressing​ ​nice,​ ​you​ ​are​ ​at​ ​the​ ​very​ ​least​ ​considered​ ​to​ ​be 

above​ ​average.​ ​​ ​Also,​ ​a​ ​man​ ​or​ ​woman's​ ​hairstyle​ ​is​ ​80%​ ​of​ ​the​ ​fashion.]  

It​ ​felt​ ​as​ ​if​ ​he​ ​was​ ​receiving​ ​a​ ​lecture​ ​from​ ​a​ ​pickup​ ​artist. 

Well,​ ​the​ ​hostess​ ​bar​ ​players​ ​were​ ​pickup​ ​artists,​ ​so​ ​the​ ​ghost​ ​was​ ​an​ ​artist. 

Gahm-sungdae​ ​flew​ ​into​ ​the​ ​air​ ​as​ ​he​ ​spoke. 

[I​ ​looked​ ​inside​ ​hyung-nim's​ ​closet.​ ​​ ​Your​ ​outfits​ ​are​ ​a​ ​mess.​ ​​ ​Let's​ ​go​ ​buy​ ​some​ ​clothes.​ ​​ ​I'll 

coordinate​ ​the​ ​outfits​ ​for​ ​you.]  

“Hey.​ ​​ ​Do​ ​I​ ​have​ ​to​ ​do​ ​all​ ​that?”  

[Don't​ ​you​ ​want​ ​to​ ​have​ ​sex​ ​with​ ​more​ ​women?]  

“I​ ​do.”  

[Then​ ​just​ ​do​ ​as​ ​I​ ​say.]  

“Uh-whew.​ ​​ ​all​ ​right.​ ​​ ​However,​ ​I​ ​have​ ​to​ ​visit​ ​my​ ​store​ ​before​ ​I​ ​can​ ​go.​ ​​ ​I​ ​have​ ​to​ ​go​ ​check​ ​if​ ​the 

preparation​ ​for​ ​the​ ​dinner​ ​hours​ ​is​ ​going​ ​well.”  

[That​ ​store​ ​can't​ ​run​ ​without​ ​hyung-nim?]  

“No,​ ​it​ ​isn't​ ​like​ ​that.​ ​​ ​Still,​ ​I​ ​feel​ ​like​ ​checking​ ​up​ ​on​ ​it.”  

[Then​ ​I'll​ ​go​ ​with​ ​you.]  

“Huh?​ ​Aren't​ ​you​ ​a​ ​land-bound​ ​ghost?”  

[I​ ​am​ ​a​ ​bound​ ​ghost,​ ​but​ ​I'm​ ​conditionally​ ​bound.]  

Basically,​ ​he​ ​would​ ​be​ ​able​ ​to​ ​walk​ ​alongside​ ​the​ ​person,​ ​who​ ​had​ ​made​ ​a​ ​partnership​ ​with​ ​him.  

This​ ​was​ ​the​ ​explanation​ ​given​ ​by​ ​the​ ​ghost. 

Shit.​ ​​ ​He​ ​never​ ​expected​ ​to​ ​become​ ​paired​ ​with​ ​a​ ​ghost. 

These​ ​two​ ​beings​ ​united​ ​for​ ​the​ ​common​ ​purpose​ ​called​ ​sex. 

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