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I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 267
The Next Day.
Just as I expected, the assembly members who came to see me today were a little more polite.
It was quite pleasing to see how careful they were, doing everything they could not to set me off.
Thanks to that, today went off without a hitch.
Maybe it’s just because I’ve only seen the morning group so far, but up to now, I’m satisfied.
“We began the housing rotation on February 1st. I considered doing it on the day you instructed, Master, but I thought letting the emotion build up for a few days would make it more effective.”
After lunch, I made some time to stop by the temporary holding facility where Ha Eun-young and Ma Yeon-joo were being kept.
Aram, who was assigned as Ha Eun-young’s handler, gave me a report. She looked like a fucking demon.
“If you know your room is going to change in a few days, your perception of your current place naturally changes too. I thought letting that emotion stew for a while would produce more intense results. As expected, emotional data for both Ma Yeon-joo and Ha Eun-young shifted dramatically.”
The report submitted by Seo Aram included emotion charts based on physiological data, graphs detailing the fluctuations, and key images of their behavior leading up to February 1st, the day of the switch.
Well, they were just still images, so it was hard to really tell what was going on.
There were short captions beneath each one, but that obviously wasn’t enough.
“Got video?”
“I’ve put together a highlight reel.”
Seo Aram projected a hologram.
It was footage covering the two of them over the past few days.
In Ma Yeon-joo’s case, she initially showed signs of anxiety, then suddenly began devouring all the food in her room like she was possessed. She compulsively used all the amenities and started peeking at Ha Eun-young’s room across the hall as if to keep tabs on her.
As for Ha Eun-young, she had been crouching in the corner of her room the entire time. But the amount of time she spent spying on Ma Yeon-joo increased drastically.
Eventually, she even clung to the bars, staring through them like she was trying to drill a hole through the wall.
It was a vicious technique—weaponizing each other’s fear and hope.
Well, even Ha Eun-young must feel discomfort and pain. It’s not like she’s immune. She’s just enduring it.
In that kind of situation, whispering something like, “You see that nice, warm, luxurious place over there? You might get to go there soon.”—that’s impossible to ignore.
Especially when it’s not just empty talk, but a room she’s been forced to watch with her own eyes all this time.
“This is the post-switch report.”
From there, the data got even more dramatic.
The moment February 1st arrived, Ma Yeon-joo was stripped of her special chastity belt and moved into the hellish, dilapidated room originally used by Ha Eun-young.
Meanwhile, Ha Eun-young was given Ma Yeon-joo’s luxury suite—along with her special chastity belt.
“After putting on the belt, Ha Eun-young received a drug injection tailored to her body data and started crying. Likely moved by the feeling of getting her body and senses back. Ma Yeon-joo, after being stripped of the belt, began showing withdrawal symptoms about two hours later—violent convulsions, particularly severe headaches.”
The reports that followed were downright horrific.
Ma Yeon-joo rotted even faster than Ha Eun-young had, while Ha Eun-young—though she didn’t show it on the surface—was showing massive improvement in every data metric.
And that brought us to today. Day 7.
Since we decided to switch rooms every two weeks, we’re now halfway through.
Clang!
“Ma—Ma-Master...!!!”
As soon as I entered the room, Ma Yeon-joo, pale-faced and crouched in the corner, sprang toward the bars.
She grabbed them with shaking hands and looked at me so desperately that I almost instinctively backed away.
“P-please let me out...! It’s too much... At least some meds... Just give me some meds... sniffle...”
She broke down crying before she could even finish her sentence.
After living in luxury, being dumped into a room so wretched you couldn’t even describe it kindly... yeah, this made sense.
On the other hand, Ha Eun-young looked completely fine.
There wasn’t a trace left of that woman who had been on the verge of death, and even the icy glare she used to give me had slightly softened.
Not that she stopped glaring, of course.
She still saw me as an enemy that had to be erased from the face of the earth.
I turned my gaze back to Yeon-joo.
Then gently stroked her tear-soaked hair.
“Yeon-joo, you’ve gotta endure this. You said you would, remember? You’re halfway through now, so hang in there.”
“Uhh... uuhhuh...! Y-yeah, I-I’m sorry...!!”
Tsk tsk.
Poor girl.
If you’d just succeeded in convincing Ha Eun-young, this wouldn’t have happened.
You were supposed to deliver results.
“Master.”
Seo Aram approached me.
I figured she wanted to give a detailed report or something, but that wasn’t it.
“Please allow them a chance.”
“A chance?”
“Yes. On Day 8 of the room swap—tomorrow—let’s give them the opportunity to return to their original rooms.”
“...!!!”
“!!”
As soon as Seo Aram said that, both Ma Yeon-joo—clutching the bars and sobbing—and Ha Eun-young—watching me from her luxury suite—froze in shock.
Clang.
Ma Yeon-joo’s trembling hands clenched the bars even tighter.
“...Where the hell is this coming from? You were the one who proposed switching every two weeks.”
“That’s still the baseline, but I believe if there’s a better method, we should be flexible enough to adjust.”
“Explain.”
“No matter how it starts, actions we take on our own end up deeply affecting our values and mindset.”
Seo Aram glanced subtly behind her at Ha Eun-young, then lowered her voice to a whisper.
“Make Ha Eun-young offer her body willingly.”
“Oh.”
“The reason doesn’t matter. What’s important is that she does it on her own. Once she does it once, it’ll lead to a second time. After a second, there’ll be a third. And after that, it’s over.”
I get the picture.
Offer them a “chance” and use it to get Ma Yeon-joo or Ha Eun-young to spread their legs willingly.
After all, my ultimate goal is to completely break and train Ha Eun-young.
So I just have to go with whichever one fucks me first, or whichever one seems more satisfying.
I’m not going to force it.
Voluntary submission is what matters.
If one of them refuses? Then the other wins.
If Ha Eun-young won’t offer herself, then I’ll fuck Ma Yeon-joo and switch their rooms again starting tomorrow.
“Haa... Aram, you really...”
I stroked Aram’s chin.
Her beautiful face tilted perfectly into my palm, giving me the ideal angle to admire her.
I leaned in and bit down on her plump lips. She opened her mouth like she’d been waiting, eagerly welcoming my tongue inside.
After making out like that for a while, I pulled back.
When she looked up at me, flushed red, I gave her another brief kiss.
“Ah...”
With the erect member already at full mast from just a kiss, I headed to where Ha Eun-young was.
Beep.
I opened the transparent glass door. Ha Eun-young looked at me intently, her face tense with anxiety.
“Still, I should give the first opportunity to the one who holds the rights.”
Seo Aram came over, knelt on one knee, and pulled down my trousers and underwear. My erect member stood out prominently.
“Come and serve. If you don’t come until my dick is satisfied, I’ll take it as a no.”
Then, I casually checked my wristwatch.
“Did you know next week is the Lunar New Year? I need to go to Pyongyang. It's a two-week change this time.” “...!”
Ha Eun-young flinched. The conflict was visible in her eyes.
If she had been consistently stuck in that backward prison, such a reaction would not have been evident. She’s a woman of strong spirit.
But having once experienced comfort, her thoughts and reactions had slightly changed. It must weigh heavily on her.
“Uh...”
Ha Eun-young was a woman of resolve. Despite her fierce inner debate, in the end, she didn’t come to me. My neglected member wilted.
“I understand your decision.”
I closed the door again. Ha Eun-young belatedly opened her mouth to speak, ‘Ah...!’ but then she bit her lip hard and looked away.
Then, I went to Ma Yeon-ju.
Clang,
As soon as I opened the iron bars, she rushed over and took my member in her mouth. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
“Ugh! Uh-uh!”
Her eyes brimming with tears, she earnestly bobbed her head back and forth, reviving the dick Ha Eun-young had ignored.
“Our Yeon-ju, your attitude is commendable. Good.”
As I stroked her head, she worked even more diligently.
‘If the accommodation changes tomorrow, it will be the Lunar New Year in a week. And a week after that, another change of accommodation. Giving an opportunity then would be too much. Ma Yeon-ju will throw herself into it.’
There must be at least some rules. That makes them think about entering the rules.
In other words, Ha Eun-young also needs to be given luxury rooms periodically.
‘The maximum stay is two weeks. Depending on the effort, one week.’
I planned roughly while enjoying Ma Yeon-ju’s service. At the moment of climax, I gripped her head tightly and pressed it against my crotch.
“Hoo... Change the accommodation tomorrow.” “Yes, Master.” “And next week I can't help it, but after that, I’ll give opportunities regularly.”
The rules are simple.
The basic stay is two weeks. And I will visit 7 days after the accommodation changes.
If the girl in ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) the rotten room (provisional name) wins, it’s changed back the next day, and if the girl in the luxury room wins, she stays the two-week course.
If the accommodation changes within a week, the two-week period applies again. That means it remains changed for two weeks.
Of course, I’ll visit again a week later, and if the girl from the rotten room wins then, the change happens again.
If the girl in the luxury room wins and completes the basic two-week period, I won’t visit during that change. It prevents one from continuously winning and staying in the luxury room.
‘Later on, if both respond to my service, I should use this to spur competition.’
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