Chapter 37: Visiting the sick.

What signaled the end of her vacation was the news of the young master, no, ‘Master’s’ return.

Having confirmed the message, Gahui surreptitiously inhaled and exhaled.

It was something that would happen someday.

It was merely that the timing had been brought forward considerably, unexpectedly.

Perhaps it was fortunate.

One shouldn’t dream sweet dreams for too long.

The most ideal timing was to wake up before one could no longer distinguish between dream and reality, even after having enjoyed it sufficiently.

In that sense, the time when the young master returned could perhaps be said to be the most optimal.

Joo Jiho.

That was the name of her master, whom Gahui had served her whole life, and whom she would serve eternally in the future as well.

Her master, who was rough, violent, and yet cunning like a snake.

The future head who would succeed the great ruler of the underworld, the Joo family, and recently, someone who was diligently studying after enrolling in a clandestine educational institution (although it was merely a rumor, and not certain) that cultivated individuals of power who would rule the entire world.

And the man who had taken her first time.

The memories of that day were still vivid.

On the night of the grand coming-of-age ceremony, she encountered Joo Jiho, his face flushed deeply with alcohol, on the path as she was leaving after tidying up the young master’s bedroom, as usual.

Before she could hastily lower her head, a sharp fragrance started from her lips, and went down the tip of her tongue.

Unable to put up any resistance, she was thrown onto the bed.

Her young master was born to dominate people.

That was the case in ordinary times, as well as on the bed.

Despite it being the night she lost her virginity, Gahui couldn’t come to her senses from the heat, pleasure, and ecstasy that pierced through her whole body, let alone the pain of her hymen breaking.

That day, she became Joo Jiho’s plaything throughout the entire night.

Starting from then until Joo Jiho left for Jindal, Gahui greeted the morning sun in Joo Jiho’s bed at least twice a week.

The shock that Gahui felt when she opened her eyes on his bed that first day was beyond words, but as time passed, those feelings faded.

It was something that would happen someday, she soothed herself.

This was her job, and her fate.

Such thoughts helped Gahui to maintain her center and not lose herself, but in truth, the biggest reason why she didn’t suffer a large blow even though she lost her virginity in a manner like rape wasn’t that.

It was okay if it was this kind of man.

That was the biggest driving force that prevented Gahui from losing herself.

It wasn’t that she had fallen in love with Joo Jiho.

That was something that could never happen, and something that shouldn’t happen.

What Gahui felt towards Joo Jiho was, so to speak, obedience and a sense of surrender.

Joo Jiho was born to use and suppress people.

That nature wasn’t hidden even on the bed, and not only that, but he had a clear sadistic bent.

Because of that, her whole body was often stained red and purple with bruises every time she spent a night with him.

While looking at the bitter smile and cruel gaze that were riding her body, Gahui could only think this even as she was wallowing in pleasure.

It couldn’t be helped that she was being surrendered to by this man.

She always mocked herself in the mornings after regaining her reason, saying that it was a story that only came out in third-rate erotic novels, but she was laid down by Joo Jiho and couldn’t resist.

She couldn’t refuse.

That touch, that gaze, the crushing insults, the slaps, and the waist movements and intense heat that penetrated her inside turned her into a submissive female who couldn’t resist.

Her life of serving Joo Jiho was simultaneously heaven and hell.

It was a life that she craved, while also not wanting it.

It was a large cage that confined her life, which she had resigned herself to, but ultimately came to realize, eventually.

After a short period of time when she had escaped from that cage, she had finally returned to her place.

For whatever reason, something that an exclusive maid like her couldn’t know and didn’t need to know, what was clear was that she would be laid down under that great chest again.

Scary.

At the same time, missed.

In as much as she held those contradictory emotions, the shock that she felt when she faced Joo Jiho’s face after a long time was beyond words.

“Gahui, is that you.”

The man that she saw after being called to his private room to greet her young master, who had returned home, was already not the person that she knew.

Who is that person?

Black hair, black eyes, a large height and a sturdy body to match.

Joo Jiho, who was leaning back in his chair and looking at her, seemed to be no different from before at first glance, but Gahui, who had mixed her flesh with him countless times, could tell.

His eyes were different.

The cruel, gloomy aura that suppressed people, which lingered on his body, was nowhere to be seen, and in its place was only the energy of a coward who was constantly uneasy and fearful, trying to force strength into his eyes and put on a strong front.

“…I am exceedingly happy that you have returned safely. Starting today, I will be serving young master again.”

However, she couldn’t reveal those emotions.

She bowed her back deeply so that her expression wouldn’t be seen, and Joo Jiho waved his hand without a word, and sent her out.

There was no bitter smile, no gesture to come closer, no large hand grabbing her chin, no tongue licking while grinning as he looked at her pupils, which would unknowingly tremble. Nothing.

A gesture indicating rejection.

That was all she gained from her first reunion with Joo Jiho.

Time passed as she wasn’t even properly aware of what she was doing due to the confusion.

She was completely preoccupied with the image of Joo Jiho that she had seen during the day, but thankfully, thanks to her being skilled in her body throughout her life, she was able to carry out all her tasks without making any mistakes unconsciously.

“Young master is calling for you.”

Only after hearing those words from another maid while switching duties did Gahui feel relieved.

Even while feeling repulsed by herself for being relieved by the fact that she had been called to his bedroom late at night, she couldn’t help but feel her body grow warm with anticipation.

As expected, what she had felt during the day must have been some kind of misunderstanding.

Perhaps something serious had happened in that educational institution, and so his mind was temporarily elsewhere.

Whatever that was, what was important was that Joo Jiho had called Gahui to his bedroom from the first day that he had returned.

“Master, I will enter.”

After completely changing her honorifics and manner of speech, she opened the door and stepped inside.

Originally, a maid shouldn’t enter the master’s bedroom like this without permission, but this was an implicit promise that had been made between her and Joo Jiho a long time ago.

Now, from this moment onward, she wasn’t a maid who was like a machine that perfectly carried out the tasks that she was assigned.

A clumsy female dog who made mistakes without realizing it, and showed tears, but in the end would submit to Joo Jiho and pant.

That was the appearance that both her master and she wanted.

Joo Jiho was sitting silently on the bed.

As she closed the door, Joo Jiho wordlessly stared intently at Gahui’s face.

That face had such an unfamiliar atmosphere, just like she had seen during the day, that Gahui stiffened with an unknown sense of fear.

But only for a moment,

“Take it off.”

At those ice-cold words, her mind was filled with elation again.

Even though the method had changed, her master was still her master.

“T-Take it off…you say?”

Gahui said with a trembling voice.

There was no need to intentionally make her lips quiver.

She was already filled with anticipation, and her whole body was pounding, so she only had to place a mask called fear over that.

“You can’t understand what I’m saying.”

Joo Jiho stood up, strode over, and grabbed Gahui’s hair.

Her orange hair was sharply pulled, causing her to moan in pain.

“D-Don’t do this! N-No…! Let go!”

While being dragged along by her hair, Gahui raised her voice.

She knew perfectly well what tone, what pitch, and what intonation her master would feel excited by.

Smack!

A large hand struck her cheek, and stars twinkled before her eyes, and Gahui collapsed onto the bed.

She bit her lower lip tightly, and shed tears.

Were these tears of joy, or tears of fear?

Only she herself knew the answer to that question.

Clang-

However, at the sound of a belt being unbuckled, Gahui felt her head cool down again.

What are you doing?

Is that it?

Joo Jiho silently tossed off his pants, and with one hand, he grabbed her chest, while with the other hand, he lifted her skirt and panties.

There was no ridicule, no suggestive tones, no rough slaps, no actions of throwing her down and trampling on her to give her shame, no action of caressing her tear-stained face and forcefully making her throat constrict, nothing.

Mechanical, obligatory, pitiful movements, as if trying to act out his past self.

Only a husk of sadistic actions was there.

Joo Jiho, who had placed his penis at her entrance, stopped in that spot, and didn’t move.

It didn’t get hard.

What was felt through Gahui’s crotch wasn’t the large, hard heat that she had pushed away while also craving, but a limp, and coldly chilled cold air.

“……”

Gahui wordlessly looked at Joo Jiho.

Joo Jiho covered his face as if he was about to burst into tears, then got up from his seat.

“…Go back.”

That was the last command that she heard that day.

For the next week, the same thing was repeated.

When night came, Joo Jiho looked for Gahui without fail, every day.

Every time, Gahui transformed herself with a new outfit, a new expression, and a new manner of speaking, and visited the young master’s bedroom.

Sometimes with a fierce appearance, sometimes with a soft appearance, and sometimes with the appearance of a subjugated s*ave.

However, none of that succeeded in returning Joo Jiho to his former self.

“Go back.”

For the seventh time already, she was hearing the same words with her legs spread apart on the bed.

She would have preferred that he would at least rape her roughly, but Joo Jiho only left those words and coldly turned away from her.

That day, it was because she had adopted the concept of a snobbish young lady who had a strong personality and spoke informally to strangers.

Otherwise, her actions couldn’t be explained at all.

“What the hell…!”

Gahui, who had jumped up from the bed, grabbed Joo Jiho’s shoulder as he was trying to walk away.

Whether or not Joo Jiho looked surprised, she grabbed Joo Jiho’s collar and brought her nose close to his.

“Why are you doing this! What’s the problem! Why aren’t you getting hard!”

It was a sight that he couldn’t have imagined, his exclusive maid yelling and speaking informally.

“Did you become impotent? Is it erectile dysfunction? What are you trying to do after calling me here? You left and abandoned me as you pleased, and now that you’re back, what are you trying to do? You, you, piece of trash!”

As she spat out those words, her head began to regain its composure.

Now that she had finished with the insult that he was trash, her head began to spin quickly again.

What am I doing right now…?

There was no way to explain it unless she was crazy.

A maid who was spewing insults and abusive language at her master like this.

It wasn’t a level that would end with an appropriate punishment.

Even if she was beaten naked and publicly shamed, she would have nothing to say.

It was abusive language and insubordination to the extent that it wouldn’t have been strange for her to be sexually tortured for several days, if it was Joo Jiho’s nature in the past.

As her thoughts reached that point, there was something that she had newly realized about herself again.

Perhaps, wasn’t she acting like this because she wanted that kind of thing?

Either way, she now had no choice but to tremble and lower her head.

Excitement was brief, and regret was long.

No matter how much she liked being dominated by Joo Jiho and suffering, it wasn’t that she could endure what would happen afterwards.

In the worst case, she also had to be prepared to lose her life.

“Damn…b*tch……”

When she heard those mutterings from above her head, at first she thought that they were words referring to Gahui.

She was feeling two contradictory emotions, fear and elation, that her actions, which had crossed the line, had finally awakened the violent and scary Joo Jiho of the past.

However, it didn’t take long for her to realize that those words weren’t directed at her.

“Because of that…b*tch…!”

Joo Jiho’s voice was trembling.

Shocked by that unbelievable phenomenon, she raised her head, and there,

Was a face that had a tearful expression, while also holding a light of lascivious excitement.

“M-Master?”

“Slap my cheek.”

Because it was a voice that was too far from Joo Jiho, she didn’t even know it was Joo Jiho’s command for a while.

“Pardon?”

“Slap my cheek. No, slap me.”

That man was already not the Joo Jiho that Gahui knew.

“How can I slap master’s cheek…….”

“Slap me!”

Smack!

Because he suddenly shouted loudly, she slapped Joo Jiho’s cheek just like that, in a daze.

The tip of her palm was tingling.

In Gahui’s vision, who was trying to hastily lower her head, feeling horrified by what she had done, ‘that’ came into view.

His penis, which had been quietly lowering its head even though she had been trying so hard for the past few days, was bulging powerfully through his pants.

What, the hell…?

“Slap me.”

“…That’s…”

“Slap me!”

Smack!

Once again, Gahui’s hand slapped Joo Jiho’s cheek.

The fierce hand, which was so strong that it was impossible to predict from just looking at that slender wrist, powerfully passed by Joo Jiho’s face.

It was seen that his penis twitched once.

“Sla…”

Smack!

Before Joo Jiho could open his mouth again, Gahui once again slapped his opposite cheek.

Joo Jiho widened his eyes in surprise, but she didn’t care and slammed her palm down again.

Smack!

Joo Jiho’s large body staggered because she hit him so hard.

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

Repeatedly, Gahui slapped Joo Jiho’s cheeks.

Without giving Joo Jiho a chance to speak, or to come to his senses, she ceaselessly slammed and hit his cheeks, making them red, until the blood vessels had burst, and they were flushed red.

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

“Hah, hah.”

Gahui, who had wildly swung her arm, took a breath, and added one more word.

“You perverted b*stard.”

That was contempt and disillusionment that came from the bottom of her heart.

Who was that man, who had dominated, crushed, and subjugated her until now?

She had been justifying that she couldn’t help it, because he was such a strong, fierce, and scary man.

This wasn’t love.

Having been born as a servant of such a family, and having lived only for the master without any will of her own, from the moment that her memories began.

In such a life, she couldn’t allow herself to love that entity who had made her life that way.

Therefore, she had become a s*ave, forcibly trampled on by a man who was strong beyond her control.

Her sexual tastes, and the pleasure that she felt while being cursed at, were all things that that man had created.

That had to be an unavoidable thing.

But who was this in front of her eyes right now?

Who on earth was this man, who was horny and shaking his dirty penis while his cheeks had been slapped multiple times, and his eyes were full of excitement?

“Don’t make me laugh!”

Gahui pulled down Joo Jiho’s pants and underwear all at once.

The excited fluids that had already oozed out completely.