Passion: Diaphonic Symphonia Novel - Chapter 60

But no matter how earnestly Jeong Taeui prayed, the presence moving behind him remained merciless.

“From what I see, your thing doesn’t seem like it’ll fit in that cramped space. …Isn’t it better to have an ambulance on standby?”

Even Richard, who said that, made Jeong Taeui resentful.

If he was going to say that, he wished he would dissuade him more seriously.

But Ilay’s laughter brushed against his back.

“I didn’t expect to do it this way either, but since it’s come to this, I have to. …So who told you to eavesdrop without permission? You dug your own grave.”

The last words were undoubtedly meant for Jeong Taeui to hear.

The hand gripping his buttocks tightened. As his buttocks parted, he felt the outside air touch the inside.

His heart plummeted.

In the end.

Jeong Taeui poured all the curses he knew into his mouth and squeezed his eyes shut. All the muscles in his body tensed and froze, bracing for the sensation that was about to strike.

Soon, a hot sensation approached deep inside his crotch.

Just then—

Knock, knock.

A dry, crisp sound echoed in the room.

At that moment, everything in that space seemed to stop.

The air, time, space, people, sensations.

Jeong Taeui, who had his eyes tightly closed and was bracing himself for the near future, couldn’t understand what that sound was for a moment.

However, the sound didn’t wait long before anxiously ringing out again, and only then did he realize it was a knock on the door.

Jeong Taeui’s eyes snapped open.

The person who had appeared to save him—that was highly unlikely, and instead, one more person had arrived to gaze upon his butt.

While he was so utterly mortified with his backside so brightly exposed, Ilay, who had his privates revealed in an even more embarrassing state, looked back as if nothing was amiss.

“Someone’s looking for you, it seems. Why don’t you open the door?”

The moment he barely escaped a perilous crisis and felt relief was fleeting. Jeong Taeui was engulfed in thoughts like, ‘One more person has come to see my butt,’ ‘This guy should at least put that thing away if he’s going to let someone into the room,’ ‘Once that person leaves, the crisis will return,’ and ‘Surely, he wouldn’t do it while that person is watching, would he?’

With his head full of such thoughts, the door opened. At that moment, Ilay slightly pulled up his hooded jacket, covering Jeong Taeui’s head.

“Hey, if you pull it like that, my butt will be even more exposed!!!” —He thought that for a moment, but then, seeing the person who entered through the opened door from the gap in the hooded jacket, Jeong Taeui squirmed and hid his head under the fabric.

“Richard, I apologize for the interruption. There’s a bit of a tricky matter—oh, you were in the middle of something good, I truly apologize for disturbing you. But that’s the customer’s business, Richard, we have a problem.”

That cheerful and lively speaker was none other than the manager who had temporarily taken over the store’s management from Richard. The one who had instantly charmed Christoph with his glib tongue.

The store looked perfectly fine, so why a sudden problem now… Jeong Taeui wondered with a puzzled expression.

Inside the room, which had completely blocked out outside noise when the door was closed, a faint sound of something shattering could be heard. At the same time, something resembling a shout seemed to faintly echo.

Richard subtly frowned.

“Was there a drunk among the customers? Then have the employees kick him out. We don’t need to consider the store’s image for such a person, so feel free to beat him up and throw him out.”

To Richard, who spoke casually and waved his hand, the fast-talking manager, Erich, quickly shook his head.

“No, if it were someone like that, I wouldn’t have bothered you! It’s just that…”

Erich lowered his voice slightly.

Jeong Taeui, who had been thinking only of such trivial wishes as ‘I wish I could just cover my butt, I don’t care about anything else,’ suddenly heard a familiar name.

At the same time.

“…Who?”

Richard’s voice followed.

A wrinkle appeared between his brows, as if he couldn’t believe his ears after hearing the name Erich had just spoken.

“Well, Christoph came and is causing a ruckus outside right now. I tried to stop him as much as I could, and it seemed to be working at first, but it just wasn’t. Still, I managed to get him to agree to wait for about an hour, but…”

Erich clicked his tongue, speaking with a troubled expression.

Jeong Taeui rolled his eyes inside the hooded jacket. Then, he glanced sideways at the clock hanging on the console directly above his head.

An hour hadn’t passed yet.

However, the faint sounds vaguely heard from afar outside were clearly those of things being overturned and shattered. Judging by the mix of shouts and screams, some idiot must have foolishly challenged Christoph and was getting thoroughly beaten.

But why was he already trashing the store when the time hadn’t even passed?

Damn it, I followed him to stop him, but what am I doing here now?

Jeong Taeui sighed and buried his head in the console. Meanwhile, Erich’s words continued.

“His friend who came with him said he was going to the restroom, but it seems he left without contacting him. Because of that, he started raging, asking where I hid his friend, what I did, and demanding I hand him over—it’s impossible to handle.”

Erich let out a deep sigh. At his utterly regretful tone, Jeong Taeui fell silent. A feeling that his exposed butt had turned pale briefly crossed his mind.

So, the commotion happening outside is all because of me? It seems like it’s because of me.

He had followed Christoph to stop him from turning the store into a bloodbath, but he never thought he would be the one to light the fuse instead.

Jeong Taeui buried his head in the console again. Thump, thump, a small sound echoed within the hooded jacket.

“Why don’t you go? If you don’t go out, that guy might really try to destroy this whole store,” Ilay said from beside him. His voice sounded somewhat amused.

“Well, I’ll go ahead and try to minimize the damage, so please come quickly,” Erich said, then disappeared back out the door. After the door closed, a brief silence settled in the room.

“Go on. That guy alone could devastate at least half of this store. Even if this store’s operating costs are less than a chick’s tear, there’s no need to intentionally break it and buy new things.”

Ilay’s voice still held a hint of amusement.

In front of him, Richard, who had vaguely replied, “Alright,” slowly stood up.

Adjusting his disheveled clothes neatly, Richard glared at himself in the mirror. His eyes had frozen chillingly the moment he heard Christoph’s name.

“He’s got a lot of nerve coming into someone else’s store. No matter how strong he is, coming into my store and causing trouble…?” Heh.

Muttering softly to himself, Richard buttoned the cuffs of his shirt. He buttoned his collar too.

“I thought it was because I hadn’t heard from you, but it seems you two still haven’t gotten along,” Ilay asked with a subtle smile. Richard shot a cold glance at Ilay, displeased.

“There’s nothing to get along about. That guy’s crazy. Do you think you can get along with a madman?”

“Hmm.”

Ilay replied vaguely, a smile playing on his lips. In front of him, Richard continued.

“Whenever the time comes, I’ll definitely crush him once. So he can’t act so arrogantly in front of me anymore, so he can never set foot in Tarten again, I’ll definitely crush him.”

A faint anger was etched in Richard’s voice. An anger accumulated over decades.

It was clear that he felt the same way Christoph disliked and hated him.

Then, suddenly, Ilay muttered, “Ah…” and began to chuckle softly.

A quiet laugh filled the room, and Richard, who had finished getting ready to leave by putting on his suit jacket, looked at Ilay curiously.

“What’s wrong?”

“Oh, nothing, it just occurred to me. It wouldn’t be too hard to make Christoph utterly disgusted.”

“What?”

Richard paused his steps. He looked at Ilay with a suspicious expression for a moment, then turned to him.

“If there’s a way like that, it would be interesting. What is it?”

“Well, it’s nothing grand. For someone who avoids contact as much as Christoph, I thought even this much of a touch would make him shudder.”

As he said “this much,” Jeong Taeui felt a hand caress his butt. Jeong Taeui flinched and recoiled, cursing again, having forgotten it for a moment.

This damn bastard! My butt, right in front of someone else’s eyes, just like that!!

However, only after exploding in anger did his words register.

Christoph, who avoids contact. The man who would hate and shudder even at “this much” of a touch.

The meaning of those words was clear.

Jeong Taeui’s body stiffened for a moment. He listened to his words with an incredulous feeling.

Richard seemed to have understood what Ilay said, and he too fell silent for a moment. But soon, he frowned, as if he didn’t like the implications of those words.

“He’ll definitely hate it, but I don’t have such tastes.”

To Richard, who spoke curtly with an annoyed voice, Ilay smiled calmly and shrugged his shoulders.

“It was just a thought that came to mind. A thought that he’d truly go wild.”

“…—.”

“Well, for now, go. While you’re doing this, the store’s fixtures are probably being tragically destroyed.”

Richard frowned for a moment as if he wanted to say something, but soon shook his head and turned to leave.

“Alright, then I’ll be back in a bit. You enjoy yourself with that man in the meantime.”

“Ah, of course.”

Ilay replied with a cheerful laugh.

Soon, Richard left the room and the door closed.

After a sudden, profound silence, Ilay’s soft murmur reached his ears.

“That’s why you shouldn’t covet what’s mine, Chris.”

His voice was faintly tinged with laughter.

The moment that voice reached his ears, Jeong Taeui’s temper flared.

This madman. He knew he had no ethical concept to begin with, but still, this wicked bastard.

Jeong Taeui sprang up from where he was lying on the console. Then he violently shook his head. The hood that had been pulled over his head flopped off behind him.

And with his vision finally clear, Jeong Taeui glared at Ilay with terrifyingly wide eyes.

In front of him, Ilay smiled smoothly. The smile on his lips seemed unusually significant today.

“What a coincidence to meet you here like this, Taei.”

“…! …!! …!!!”

If a person could speak only with facial expressions, curses would have already filled this room and more, but unfortunately, Jeong Taeui, who could only speak with his mouth, was currently gagged.

Only then did Ilay seem to realize it, widening his eyes and feigning surprise, clicking his tongue and saying, “Oh dear, oh dear.”

“Come to think of it, I forgot. What should be in this mouth isn’t a glove.”

Ilay’s lips curved gently. With that subtle smile, he put his fingers into Jeong Taeui’s mouth. And pulled out the glove that was blocking his mouth.

“…Phew!”

He could breathe through his nose, but the stuffiness of having his mouth blocked was indescribable. Jeong Taeui, who finally exhaled deeply and coughed several times, was only then able to speak.

“You knew from the beginning, you damn bastard!!!”

Then Ilay raised an eyebrow. Facing him, who gazed steadily at Jeong Taeui with that ambiguous expression, Jeong Taeui realized his mistake. And that expression of realization seemed to be clearly visible on his face.

Finally, Ilay laughed, this time deeply.

“Taei, it seems you forgot. I haven’t untied your hands yet. …Well, it’s fine. Anyway, my patience was reaching its limit, and since you’re already tied up, it wouldn’t be bad to just go ahead and do it.”

“It’s bad!!”

Jeong Taeui immediately retorted, but Ilay had no ears to hear.

“Don’t… do… it…!”

Jeong Taeui muttered softly. His voice was hoarse and raspy, as if he were being choked, even though no one was touching his neck.

The large hand pressing down on his back didn’t budge. Jeong Taeui soon realized that no matter what he said, that hand wouldn’t move until it achieved what it wanted.

There wasn’t much force in that hand. If Jeong Taeui twisted his body and shook it off, it would easily detach from his body.

He flinched and tried to move his body.

The hand pressing on his back tightened slightly.

Damn it, if he were to get up and shake off this hand, it would surely grab his body again and press down on his back within a few seconds. And grabbing his body, which was already restricted with his arms tied behind him, would be as easy as twisting a child’s arm. And after that, this time, it would truly be unmoving, as if crushed by a rock, no matter how violently Jeong Taeui thrashed.

Jeong Taeui decided to remain still under that hand for now, as a last resort for when his body and mind could no longer endure the situation. Ilay had probably calculated all of this from the beginning. He had predicted Jeong Taeui’s every decision and was acting accordingly.

“Cunning bastard…”

Jeong Taeui hurled the strongest insult he could in this situation at the man behind him, who was pressing his back with one hand and pushing his other hand towards his groin. He heard Ilay chuckle, having understood the meaning perfectly.

“Are you scared? You’re trembling.”

The palm pressing his back caressed his skin in a circle for a few centimeters. Jeong Taeui flinched, his shoulders hunching, at the hand pressing gently into his skin.

“If there’s a brave person who isn’t scared in the same situation as me, I’d really like to see them.”

Jeong Taeui retorted curtly. However, only after hearing those words did he realize that his body was faintly trembling.

“Scared, you say. Why? You know, don’t you? That there’s no threat to your life, no threat to your safety. What reason do you have to be scared when you know I wouldn’t take your life?”

A voice laced with laughter touched his nape. The sensation of it lightly touching and pulling away was hot.

“No… I don’t know about my life, but at least my safety is feeling a serious threat,” Jeong Taeui muttered, clenching his fists. The white knuckles on his clenched hands trembled faintly and unstably.

It wasn’t exactly fear. As Ilay said, there was no reason to be scared. At least he knew that much. That he wouldn’t harm his life.

But instinct brought tension.

Anticipating the burden that would soon come with a shock-like intensity, his body instinctively tensed. Because of that tension, faint spasms occurred.

Ilay seemed to notice the tension. He slid his lips over the visibly trembling nape and shoulders. The soft laughter escaping his lips tickled his skin, making his body tremble in a slightly different way this time.

“Taei. Today, you acted like a complete fool.”

Suddenly, he whispered in a slightly lowered voice.

Perhaps angry or perhaps troubled, he clicked his tongue with his lips still pressed to Jeong Taeui’s nape. The movement was chillingly vivid. Perhaps it was even more so because it was a rare occasion.

“It’s not like I knew this would happen…!”

Jeong Taeui retorted unfairly to his words.

He knew his words were right. What he had done was definitely foolish. He should have backed out from the moment he felt it was dangerous. Or if he couldn’t back out alone, he should have forced Christoph to go somewhere else before coming here.

Damn it, if he had known this would happen, would he have come? He wouldn’t have come even if he were beaten to death.

But it was too late to say such things now. It would only be a futile sigh.

“Foolish. You shouldn’t have come here, and you shouldn’t have hidden in this room. Furthermore, you definitely shouldn’t have been caught. So, consider this the minimum price for your foolishness. Let me tell you, I intended to behave quietly and properly while in Dresden.”

Ilay, who had intended to behave quietly and properly, kicked Jeong Taeui’s pants, which had fallen to the floor and scattered, far away with his foot. Along with his underwear, the clothes were pushed far away like shed skin. He couldn’t even reach them from where he was.

Then, Ilay, who had intended to behave quietly and properly, unhesitatingly put his leg between Jeong Taeui’s legs, spreading them apart. And he pushed his hand, which should have been quiet and proper, further inside.

“…!”

Jeong Taeui involuntarily swallowed his breath.

Without any warning, fingers suddenly plunged into his body, spreading and moving in and out.

Jeong Taeui himself felt the sensation of the dry inner flesh sticking to his fingers. Tasting a feeling closer to discomfort than pain, Jeong Taeui pressed his lips together. A disgraceful sound seemed about to escape.

But he didn’t forget to curse this damn bastard under his breath, thinking, ‘He should have at least given a warning or used some spit.’

“We don’t have much time, so bear with a little discomfort. Besides, it would be better for you if we finish quickly.”

As if he had heard all the silent curses Jeong Taeui had poured out, Ilay whispered into his ear.

“And one more thing, let me tell you while you’re still conscious. Taei, sometimes you’re too reckless. You clearly know how dangerous something is—or even if you don’t, you have a pretty accurate sense of it—yet you stick your head into it. I’m not really fond of that.”

“Damn it, what do I know? I’m a safety-first person who always avoids dangerous things…! Do you think I wanted this kind of confusing situation?!”

Jeong Taeui shouted, his anger flaring.

Meanwhile, the fingers increased one by one, to two, then three. However, the dryness persisted, so the fingers moved in and out carefully for a long time.

The body adapted ridiculously easily to regularly given situations. Jeong Taeui had already realized that fact because of this man.

How long had it been since he started having sex with Ilay? He couldn’t say for sure, but it seemed like it was around the time he had gotten used to it, almost to the point of habit. At some point, he suddenly realized that Ilay wasn’t using lubricant.