I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 163

Fortunately, Minji hadn’t plastered my dick all over the villa.

There weren’t models of it in every corner, paintings inspired by it hanging on the walls, or printouts of the photo I’d accidentally sent her displayed like fine art.

It was limited to the banners I saw while approaching from the AV, the statue in the main hall, and a few subtle patterns worked into the décor.

Thank God.

I mean, sure, I’d survived the initial shock, but the thought of my dick being immortalized all over this expensive mansion? Absolutely horrifying.

‘She doesn’t actually like dicks. She just wanted to mess with me.’

This was sibling-like teasing—on a completely absurd scale, sure, but not incomprehensible.

It was sort of a relief.

"Do you have any idea how exhausting this has been for me? Those bitches wouldn’t stop whining."

Minji led me through the mansion, still sucking on that ice pop.

Now that my mind wasn’t stuck on dicks, I finally noticed what she was wearing.

It was practically missing its bottom half.

She had on a thick white puffer jacket, a thin blouse underneath, and a tiny H-line skirt—the kind that barely covered anything.

The hem sat maybe 10 centimeters below her crotch. From behind, it looked like she wasn’t wearing a skirt at all, just a jacket.

No stockings, either—just bare legs with a perfect, smooth curve.

The kind of legs I liked.

Why the hell was she dressed like this?

The whole outfit kind of looked like a school uniform.

‘Wait... This looks just like Kang Chaeyul from Noko Noko Girls.’

Now that I thought about it, it was exactly her outfit—especially paired with the dance Minji had done earlier.

Was this cosplay?

Minji didn’t seem like the type to fan over anyone.

"We’re starting the hunt right after breakfast tomorrow. The rules are simple. I’ll move out every ten minutes and kill whatever I see. But I won’t touch anyone you’ve already fucked... (skip)... The winner is whoever racks up the most points."

Minji chattered away as we walked, mostly about the hunt she’d prepared.

But it was obvious the odds were stacked against me.

If we were starting early in the morning, that probably meant it was going to last all day.

"No man’s sperm supply is unlimited. There’s no way I can keep up with you under these rules."

"Really? Fine. I’ll count your kills as worth five times mine."

"Even twenty times wouldn’t be enough."

"Stop whining."

"It’s not whining—it’s basic math."

We bickered the entire ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) way.

Sure, my stamina stat had improved lately, letting me go up to 14–15 times a day if I pushed myself.

But even if I maxed out and every single climax counted, that’d only be 150 points with a tenfold multiplier.

Meanwhile, Minji had prepared 1,000 targets.

Granted, her time was limited too, but still....

We never resolved the argument.

Eventually, Minji stopped in front of a massive door.

"This is your room. Pretty sick, huh?"

I opened the door and looked inside.

It was as big as a hotel lobby, lavishly decorated.

There was even a sculpture in the center—thankfully not another dick.

Partitions divided the space using cascading strings of crystal orbs hanging from the ceiling—kind of like chandeliers, but more flowy.

The whole layout exuded luxury.

"Not bad."

"Not bad?!"

"I mean, I do own an artificial island. My standards are high."

She immediately kicked my ass—literally.

"You think I don’t have islands too?"

Crossing her arms over her jacket, she gave me a smug look.

"This is top-tier luxury, dumbass."

"But what’s the plan for tonight? If the hunt’s tomorrow morning, we’ve got time to kill."

Why had she insisted I come on Friday?

Was it just to make sure I was ready?

"Oh. That."

For some reason, Minji hesitated.

She twirled a strand of hair around her finger, then waved her secretaries—and mine—out of the room.

Once we were alone, she shoved me inside and closed the door behind her.

"Just get in there for a sec."

"?"

She followed me in and locked the door.

‘Wait. No way.’

Just the two of us?

Was she seriously thinking about that?

"I couldn’t hold back anymore. I had to know."

"Know what?"

Her eyes drifted downward—straight to my crotch.

She was definitely eyeing my dick.

‘No way. Seriously?’

Minji wasn’t this easy, was she?

I could understand Min-young—there’d been the whole flaming rose effect amplifying things.

But Minji didn’t have anything like that—so what the hell was this?

"What’s that?"

"Huh?"

"That."

Minji pointed at the bag I was holding.

It was an expensive designer bag—high-end and elegant. Definitely not something that looked natural in the hands of a guy like me.

"Oh, right. It’s a gift."

"A gift?"

"Yeah. Don’t worry—it’s nothing weird like your gifts."

"Ha. Who said my gift was weird? That dick model you’re holding is made of platinum-grade silicone, you know? Super soft and ridiculously expensive."

Like the price was the issue here....

I ignored her nonsense, set the floppy monstrosity down, and pulled out the box containing the necklace.

"I put a ton of effort into making this."

"Made it?"

"Yeah. Your little brother’s got a background in chemistry. I designed a new material and used it to create this necklace. I even named the material after you—Minji."

"Wow... You’re giving me a necklace?"

Minji muttered something about how thoughtful it was as she opened the box.

Her eyes widened the moment she saw it.

No matter how crazy Minji was, she was still a woman—and no woman could hate a necklace encrusted with beautiful jewels.

"Holy shit... What is this...?"

Just like Soo-ah earlier, Minji looked completely mesmerized.

She let the box drop, cradling the necklace in her palm instead.

The gemstones sparkled and cascaded down like flowing water, scattering light in every direction.

"You’re telling me you made this?!"

"Yup."

"Not your secretary?"

"What, you think I outsource everything? I developed the main material myself, designed the whole thing—including the layout and stone selection—and just had the actual crafting done by an expert."

Technically, I only made the central gem, but I did handle the design.

Outsourcing the final assembly didn’t change the fact that it was my creation.

Minji smirked and held the necklace out to me.

"Here."

"...?"

What?

Did she not like it?

"What are you staring at, dumbass? When you give someone a necklace, you’re supposed to put it on them. Never given a gift before?"

"Oh."

Right.

I’d seen it in movies and dramas—a romantic moment where the giver puts the necklace around the recipient’s neck.

"Well? Hurry up."

Minji tilted her head, tapping her neck lightly.

"Put it on me."

"Sure. Of course."

I took the necklace and moved to fasten it.

"You’re supposed to do it from behind, idiot."

"From behind?"

"Yeah. How else are you going to clasp it without looking?"

"I mean, it’s not that complicated—"

"Just do it."

I reached out to put the necklace on her.

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But her thick puffer jacket—unzipped but still bulky—made the motion feel oddly intimate, like I was slipping my hands under her clothes.

The sensation reminded me of when I touched women’s bodies—grabbing tits, sliding fingers inside them.

It triggered something.

Swoosh.

I slipped my hands behind her neck.

Her warmth seeped through the fabric, heightening the tension.

We were suddenly way too close.

"Damn. You’re really in my space."

"You think?"

Minji glanced up at me with a sly smile.

For a supposed psycho, she really was gorgeous—and standing this close only made my heart pound harder.

From this angle, I couldn’t help but notice her blouse straining against her chest.

The buttons looked ready to pop, and the deep cleavage staring back at me didn’t help.

"Hey, asshole. Eyes up here."

"Not my fault it’s right there."

"What a shameless bastard."

Minji grinned as if she enjoyed teasing me.

The necklace clicked shut.

I adjusted the chain, letting it settle properly before stepping back—

But suddenly, she reached out and grabbed my crotch.

"???!

"What the hell?!"

"You came here to fuck me, didn’t you? You horny bastard."