Your Girlfriend Was Amazing
Chapter 76: Does This Mean I Wont Be Able to Clear the Gate if He Messes Up?
Chapter 76: Does This Mean I Won''t Be Able to Clear the Gate if He Messes Up?
Does This Mean I Won''t Be Able to Clear the Gate if He Messes Up?
"Master, please, stop... People are watching..."
"Oh, are you implying that everyone else matters more than me?"
Smack—
Chunhyang, about to speak, snapped her head away in an instant. Not a single bystander even flinched at the sight of a woman being assaulted and spat out pain in broad daylight.
Well, I suppose "I can''t help it" is a fitting expression.
Am I really that terrifying?
People didn''t even bother looking, just stiffly shuffled away from us.
What the hell has this pimp been up to to earn this kind of reputation? It feels like I''m possessing some asshole character straight out of a cliche? novel.
It''s almost comical to think I got thrown into a novel to possess a character, then inside that novel ended up at a gate possessing another character.
It feels like a matryoshka doll.
Are there any noble folks around, I wonder?
I scanned the area, rolling my eyes.
Stirring up trouble with someone of higher standing wouldn''t do me any favors now. Or maybe they''re conveniently absent to push the story forward?
Yeah, that sounds about right.
Being in a novel means there are definitely parts that don''t line up with reality. Especially when it involves a ‘champion of justice'' character, the inconsistencies become glaringly obvious.
It''s a convenient narrative device to go berserk under the pretext that the protagonist must vanquish the villain. That''s the revenge-novel cliche? for you.
Who else but the protagonist would put a stop to the scumbag beating up a woman on the street? Unless the fictional hero Hong Gildong magically materializes, it''s just not happening.
But the protagonist isn''t doing anything right now.
It''s a moment when Yi Mongryong is powerless, and Kim Minsoo is clueless. This bizarre harmony between them is precisely why the pimp is thriving instead.
"Look at that demon causing a ruckus..."
"What? You want to die?"
"Oh no!"
"Yeah, scram!"
I even got up in the face of a passerby muttering something under their breath. I yelled and cursed my lungs out, but no one stepped up to confront me.
Normally, you''d expect a few vigilantes or some wannabe heroes to come out of the woodwork, but there wasn''t a single one in sight, or anything remotely similar.
"Th-this is... a street. Y-You sh-shouldn''t touch me here..."
I chuckled heartily, groping Chunhyang''s breasts as if I were kneading dough.
At least for now, it''s completely my world. The biggest flaw in Fatty''s authorial plan is his failure to consider me as a variable. With one misguided belief that Kim Minsoo could rein me in, and it all went wrong.
The time for Yi Mongryong to shine is after he passes the civil service exam. Until then, he''s stuck in his powerless youth, which is as cliche? as it gets.
Author probably had their eye on a story where Minsoo grows stronger and returns in a few years. He probably figured he''d level up in the novel, clear the gate, and snatch up all the rewards. But my meddling screwed it all up.
"Quit babbling and give me directions already. Where does that guy live?"
"Young Master''s place is over there..."
This woman is no joke either.
A pimp who crudely groped her breasts and inquired about the home of her prospective spouse... She couldn''t possibly have known what I was planning, so she should''ve felt a sense of foreboding. But Chunhyang, nestled in my arms, did nothing more than blush and offer a feeble attempt at resistance.
Well, calling it resistance would be too generous; it was more like a weak attempt to push my hand away with barely any force, as if to say ‘stop.''
She wasn''t even pushing my hand away over her clothes; she was wriggling from within, leaving nothing to the imagination. Even if she verbally denied feeling any excitement in this situation, her body was telling a different story.
"If you lie, you know you''ll get a real beating."
"No... I... It''s that way..."
Fuck.
I felt like I slipped up in my words just now. Because of that slip, her finger was about to change direction. She was deliberately giving the wrong direction because she secretly wanted a real beatdown.
"Hehehehehe...."
The eerie laughter from behind the door confirmed it was the snooty Minsoo. Then the laughter faded, likely because he heard about my arrival.
PTSD kicking in, huh?
It was clear that his joviality had taken a nosedive, as if someone had doused him with ice water.
There''s a world of difference between the first and second time experiencing something. They say the second ride on a rollercoaster is scarier. Of course, Minsoo didn''t volunteer for this ride, metaphorically speaking.
Through the crack in the door, I saw Minsoo, lips trembling with anxiety. It was amusing how he was already trembling, and I haven''t even begun.
"Hey, Young Master, did you know that lady Chunhyang has firm breasts?"
"Y-Young... Master..."
Chunhyang is a lunatic masochist, unlike any you''d encounter in your typical pure romance tale. She''s just a deranged pervert eager to throw herself at anyone who seems capable of inflicting pain.
Kim Minsoo remains oblivious to this side of Seong Chunhyang. He''s been conditioned to treat women kindly, believing that being a nice guy always pays off in the end. After all, it''s not okay to hurt someone who''s already been through so much.
My dear Minsoo, with his innocent beliefs, wouldn''t grasp the complexity of this situation.
"What are you doing, you twisted pimp?!"
The guy who appeared to be Minsoo''s servant was eyeing me, not Minsoo. With no adults present in the house, it was only natural to defer to the next strongest person. In other words, right now, there''s nobody in the house besides Minsoo.
"You haven''t even bothered to look her in the eye. Women don''t appreciate men who just talk without action, Young Master."
With those words, I unbuttoned Chunhyang''s blouse. With a rustling sound, her undershirt slipped off, exposing her chest.
I hadn''t noticed before when she was clothed, but now, it was evident her breasts were anything but average. I even suspected it was a prelude to a future well-endowed heroine.
"You... You''re touching my Chunhyang...!"
"No, as I said, you haven''t even bothered to look."
Minsoo frowned, as if he was getting a headache from the ordeal he''d been through once before. And perhaps because he hadn''t figured out who I was, there was a sense of familiarity in my actions.
He kept retreating as he argued.
Alright, I''ve had enough.
It wasn''t graceful, but I finally made my way into the house.
As I tightly gripped Chunhyang''s breast, flesh bulged between my fingers. Her flushed bosom revealed just how eager she was.
"Don''t you see she doesn''t like it? Let her go right now!"
Of course, Minsoo, being a virgin, was clueless. His sweet, sympathetic nature interpreted any grimace or moan from a woman as a form of rejection.
"Aah... Young... Master... Please... d-don''t... l-look..."
"Oh, Chunhyang, I''ll rescue you right away!"
Chunhyang moaning as if she''s on her deathbed from pleasure, and Kim Minsoo telling her to stop because he didn''t like it. It was truly a peculiar mix.
This way, I can shatter Kim Minsoo''s mind and train Chunhyang perfectly.
If that happened, naturally, I could meet the clear condition. Sure, I still have to play the role of Byeon Satto, but if I finish the task beforehand, it''ll be a breeze.
However, all these plans evaporated with Kim Minsoo''s next words, "After I properly learn hanja and pass the state examination! Just wait until then, Chunhyang!"
"What?"
He''s going to master hanja first? Does this guy, who still has to sit for the state exams, really need to learn hanja?
Could this possibly hinder Kim Minsoo from becoming a secret inspector when I get the role of Byeon Satto? Then, won''t the story move forward at all?
Does this mean I won''t be able to clear the gate if he messes up?
An unexpected variable emerged.
If Kim Minsoo fails the state examination... No, if Yi Mongryong fails and can''t become a secret royal inspector... Then this story won''t conclude.
In an incomplete story, the antagonist can''t wrap up the tale. Especially in such a cliche? story of good triumphing over evil like The Tale of Chunhyang.
"Aah... Young... Master... A bit stronger... No... Your strength is too... good... Aah..."
In the sinking atmosphere, Chunhyang''s moans were the only sound filling the silence.