GC Ch 22

Even while my insides were boiling over, the game kept proceeding. Fortunately, Boss Go won the first round and took home about two million won worth of money. His face, flush as if drunk, turned even redder as it went crazy with delight and excitement. “Fuck, this is how it should be!” Smelling of body odor, Boss Go’s shoulder kept touching me roughly again and again.

I really wanted to run away from here. Out-of-mind bastards were scattered all over the place. Boss Chu, who kept me glued right by his side like an accessory, was a particularly crazier bastard.

Every now and then, he frequently struck up a conversation with me. Sticking close to me, he kept whispering smooth, lustful words to the point that it tickled and gave me goosebumps.

“By the way, why did you change your pants? They were pretty.”

“That’s… because they were pajamas….”

“Pajamas? You seem to be the type to sleep with clothes on. I sleep with my dick all out.”

“….”

Whether he overheard the word dick, Boss Park glanced over this way. Be that as it may, Boss Chu came so close that his lips were almost touching my cheek and kept whispering softly.

“Well, that’s something we can adjust step by step. Anyway, you did well. What’s so good about going around with it out? From now on, wear long ones whenever you’re where I’m not around. From what I’ve seen, that’s not something to show off carelessly. Got it?”

“…Yes.”

My face turned hot as his scent blew toward me continuously. The number of times my face turned hot and then cooled down was probably as frequent as a grill at a meat restaurant. Repeating that so many times, my face felt tighter than when I didn’t apply lotion in the winter.

“By the way, you look prettier now that it’s night.”

“…T-Thank you.”

“Laying you down would be killer, though. Fuck, wouldn’t I shoot a load as soon as I lay you underneath?”

“….”

In the meantime, I had heard obscene talk countless times, but Boss Chu was the first to do so with a hundred percent sincerity without a shred of playfulness. I couldn’t pass over a single word lightly. Especially so.

“Speaking of which, should we give it a try today? Whether I shoot a load or not without touching your dick, just looking at your face. I do. How about you?”

With words like this, even more so.

Even in the middle of being so out of it, I felt something strange, which was that Boss Chu seemed to be losing on purpose. Even though he clearly held a good hand that could win, he repeatedly engaged in behaviors like calling a fold at the end, or dragging out a hand with little chance of winning until the final moment and jacking up the pot big time. My suspicion, which I had doubted over and over, turned into the conviction that ‘This bastard is doing this on purpose!’ upon seeing him call a fold while holding a hard-to-get Golf. Everyone’s cards were connecting well, so the money hanging on that round alone easily exceeded twenty million won. That money, damn it, ended up being taken by Kim Jeongsuk.

This time again, Boss Chu called a fold and turned over his cards that made up a made hand. While doing so, he furrowed his brow, whether it was acting or what, unable to tell. Then he smirked at me.

Even though I wasn’t the one playing, out of a feeling of regret, I couldn’t manage my expression and stared intently at Boss Chu’s side profile. Why? What for? He definitely didn’t come here to give charity to poor people. The money Boss Chu had lost so far would easily be 30 or 40 million won at least. At Kim Jeongsuk’s gambling house, this amount was by no means a small sum of money.

Unusually today, the players were getting cards that connected particularly well, and the pot was on a trend of rising rapidly. Ten million won going back and forth was basic.

As everyone’s tension heightened, the sensitivity of Boss Go, who didn’t know how to call a fold, also kept rising. In this situation, Boss Chu had blown through all two million in cash he had brought with him and was even running on credit from Yu Gicheol. Thanks to that, my mind grew more and more troubled.

From my past experience, I could distinguish whether a person was a novice or not just by the shape of the hand holding the cards, and Chu Gio, even if not at the level of a sharp, was far above intermediate level. The hands he grasped stuck together properly and smoothly, showing a skill that wasn’t from playing once or twice. So unless he had some other ulterior motive, why would he throw his money down the drain…?

“Why. Am I handsome?”

As if noticing my gaze, he turned to me and said. Only then did I sense that my action was dangerous and hurriedly shifted my gaze. Except for Boss Go, everyone else was a sly person, so they could read Boss Chu’s hand just by looking at my expression. Just as I was resolving never to glance sideways again until it was over, Boss Chu’s face stuck close to the side of mine just like before. Subsequently, a whispering voice poured out from his mouth. In a gentle and soothing tone.

“I know. Why wouldn’t you want to eat it? Fuck, I’m dying to suck you too.”

It’s not that, I’ve never thought that way—words spun in my throat like wheels spinning in place. Trying to keep swallowing the words I wanted to spit out made my throat feel raw like I had caught a cold. It hurt. Unaware that the other party was feeling like this, Chu Gio didn’t stop and blabbered harsh words. Still, to see if he knew how to be ashamed, he spoke very quietly so that only I could hear.

“My dick is right on the verge of bursting right now, right on the verge. Because of you. You know that?”

Shifting his hand to hold the cards with his left hand, he dragged my hand under the table straight to his dick. Making me rub smooth over the clear outline, he whispered deeply.

“This. I’ll let you have it all later. A real dick.”

“….”

“Whether you suck it down or plug it in, play with it as you damn well please. I intend to handle it all, so don’t feel burdened. Got it?”

“…Hup.”

At that moment, without realizing it, such a sound came out of my mouth. Unable to overcome the emotion of wanting to cry, I ended up making a sound. In an instant, everyone looked at me. Gang Munsu narrowed his eyes. Kim Jeongsuk lowered his gaze underneath the table. Boss Park, holding a cigarette in his mouth, asked apathetically, “Are you sick somewhere?” and Boss Go, true to his sensitive personality, said, “If your stomach hurts, go take a shit and come back. Fuck, don’t squirm around beside me to drop my luck.”

The only person staying still was Chu Gio. No, what do you mean staying still? Now, so that everyone could hear, he was pulling this bullshit: “Why. Can’t hold it in? Shall we just get up?” Then, as if Boss Go’s words got on his nerves, he suddenly turned completely dead serious and said, “No, but. Does our Boss Go originally talk like a piece of dog shit like that? Cussing every fucking minute since earlier, you’re really getting on a person’s nerves.”

Boss Go, who wasn’t ignorant of what kind of group Gimun was, quickly waved his hand at those words from Boss Chu. “I-I’m sorry. Whenever I play cards, I get a bit sensitive. Because I keep losing money today especially.”

“Who the fuck is sitting here with their mouth shut after winning money? If you look at it that way, I’ve lost way more. Huh?”

“I-I’ll be careful.”

“Don’t speak carelessly. A murder will happen if you keep that up.”

“Yes, yes.”

Seeing how things had turned out, I thought I really ought to get up. In a little bit, the one session Boss Chu mentioned would be up. For now, it seemed I needed to escape this place and seriously think about what to do next. Cautiously getting up from the chair, I said in a faint voice:

“I’ll briefly… go to the restroom.”

Saying so, as I was stepping out, my forearm was grabbed firmly. Boss Chu, whose eyes had turned bloodshot in an instant, held onto me, looked up, and said:

“Should I follow you?”

It was a rough and hot voice like a metallic sound. My head shook wildly on its own.

“…N-No. I’ll go and come back q-quickly.”

“I’ve gotten insanely worked up.”

“…Pardon?”

“I’m telling you not to make me wait.”

“….”

With his hand, which was hotter than his voice, dropping from my forearm as the signal, I turned around and stepped out of the room. From behind, Boss Chu’s voice could be heard faintly.

“Let’s do the final round.”

As I ran down the hallway, I glanced back to see Jangbae following me. His face under the dim lighting was fucking terrifying, so my pace naturally picked up speed. As a result, before I knew it, I was running away.

∞ ∞ ∞

I quickly entered the restroom prepared next to the end room and hid myself. I locked the door so no one could come in and backed up a few steps. My heart was thumping as if it were going to explode. My head was dizzy as if hundreds and thousands of ragworms were tangled together and moving. What do I do now? What on earth am I supposed to do?

There was no way I could go out the door where Jangbae was, but to run away through the back door connected to the restroom, I was terrified of the aftermath. Just as I was tearing at my hair with both hands, the locked doorknob rattled and moved with a clicking sound. …It must undoubtedly be Jangbae. A moment later, standing beyond the door, he revealed himself.

“Why did you lock the door? Hey, are you inside?”