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EP.222 Is There Anyone Here Who’s Still a Virgin? (3) 

After a 30-minute ride in the limousine that picked us up at the airport, 

we finally arrived at the former director’s villa. 

From the outside, it looked like some artist had designed it-its near-futuristic appearance was awe-inspiring. 

“The former director called the villa avant-garde, but I still don’t know what that means.” 

“Don’t worry. I don’t know either.” 

What even is avant-garde? 

I had a friend who used to say that, but every time I asked, he’d reply, 

‘Explaining it wouldn’t be avant-garde.’ 

I almost punched him on the spot. 

“So, let’s see who’s here. Let’s take a look at some faces…” 

“Welcome to Zero’s villa, guests.” 

“Hm?” 

As we entered, we were greeted by a legion of maids. 

Didn’t they say only staff would be here? 

Or are these maids also part of the Erotic Administration Bureau? 

I looked at them curiously, and Jeongsahwa, following behind, answered me: 

“They’re androids.” 

“Androids? So they’re not human?” 

Jeongsahwa nodded. 

I looked over the maid squad again, but no matter how I looked, they seemed human. 

Are these really androids? 

It was hard to believe, but when I grabbed one’s breast, I realized it was fake. 

They were infinitely close to real, 

but ultimately, unmistakably fake-never truly real. 

The texture wasn’t bad, 

but there was an indefinable sense of wrongness that made me not want to touch them. 

“Please show your ID.” 

“ID?” 

When I took out my ID at the android maid’s request, Jeongsahwa stopped me. 

“Kim Jinwoo, not that ID.” 

“This one?” 

When I took out my Silver Rank membership card, she let go of my wrist. 

So a regular ID wouldn’t do? 

I grumbled internally as I showed it. 

After checking my card, the android maid greeted us again: 

“Executive Jeongsahwa, and Silver Rank member Kim Jinwoo, welcome again to the villa.” 

“Ah, okay.” 

“We will escort you to your room immediately.” 

With that, the android maids dispersed. 

Their perfectly coordinated movement gave me chills, 

but I followed one to my room. 

“This is your room.” 

“Damn…” 

A curse slipped out. 

Inside, all I could see were SM devices. 

No joke-I really had to stay here? 

Even as a sadist, I didn’t want to stay in a room like this. 

If I stayed here, I’d probably go insane. 

Should I ask to be moved to another room, or have all the equipment removed… 

“Kim Jinwoo, you must be tired from the trip. Please rest for now.” 

“……” 

With that, Jeongsahwa mounted the wooden horse. 

She’d said she liked to rest on a wooden horse, but I didn’t think she meant it literally. 

But seeing it with my own eyes, how could I not believe her? 

“Nice wooden horse♡.” 

“If you like it, that’s all that matters.” 

What do I know? 

If a masochist like Jeongsahwa praises it, it must be something special. 

It’s the former director’s villa, after all-nothing here would be ordinary. 

“We meet the other candidates in two hours, right?” 

“Yes♡. No attacks are allowed there, so please be careful♡.” 

So, if I want to attack anyone, it has to be before or after the meeting, not during. 

Should I go hunt down whoever pulled that stunt on me? 

No, someone who’d pull something like that wouldn’t be in an obvious place. 

They’re probably hiding somewhere until the meeting starts. 

Let’s just rest. 

No point wasting time running around. 

I decided to lie on the bed and get some rest. 

The bed was really nice- 

as soon as I lay down, it felt like falling into a cloud. 

‘Could I have one at home… no, maybe not.’ 

For a moment, I wanted one for my house, 

but the desire faded quickly. 

It’s a great bed for sleeping, 

but terrible for sex. 

Every time you thrust, it would wobble, making it hard to keep your balance, 

and if several people got on, it would probably sink. 

A bed optimized for sex needs a certain amount of firmness. 

“They even have all kinds of whips on display.” 

Rolling around on the bed, I noticed the whips displayed on the wall. 

From ordinary to bizarre, 

there was every kind of whip imaginable. 

As I tried swinging them, I found one that reacted as soon as I picked it up. 

“This is an ero item.” 

“Really?” 

Jeongsahwa approached, surprised. 

I summoned the book that stores ero items, 

and when the whip naturally entered the book, 

I was convinced it was an ero item. 

“I thought there weren’t any ero items in the villa.” 

“Seems competent, but also incompetent.” 

The whip’s power was that, even if you swung it through the air, 

it would inflict pain on anyone who’d been hit by it before. 

In other words, you could whip thousands of people just by hitting each one once. 

Or inflict pain on someone far away. 

“…Want to try it?” 

“If possible, do it while I’m on the wooden horse.” 

I hadn’t meant to, but she looked at me with such expectant eyes, 

I couldn’t refuse. 

“Well, I’ll leave it to you.” 

“Alright.” 

Jeongsahwa mounted the wooden horse again. 

I gripped the whip and swung my arm back. 

“Nngh♥!” 

Slap! 

A clear mark appeared on her skin as I whipped her. 

Jeongsahwa straightened her back with joy, 

and I felt a thrill at the sight of the red mark. 

“What’s wrong? Isn’t this what you wanted?” 

“Ugh♥! Nghuu♥! Ohooot♥!” 

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! 

With each swing, more marks appeared. 

Most people would cry out in pain, 

but Jeongsahwa just looked at me as if to ask if that was all, wanting more. 

“Yeah, you sow. Don’t look at me like that!” 

“Ohok!” 

“If you’re a sow, squeal like one!” 

“Kkuuul♥! Kkuul♥!” 

Slap! Splurt! Slap! Splurt! Slap! Spluuurt! 

She started squealing and squirting like a sow. 

Soon, the room was filled with her female scent, 

and the sound of the whip and her squeals made my cock even harder. 

“Yeah…♥. This is it…♥. This is the SM play I wanted…♥.” 

“Who said you could talk nonsense!” 

“Ohooook♥!” 

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! 

I whipped and insulted her, 

but she just moaned in bliss. 

A true masochist. 

Any other man would have run away in fear. 

“Hup! Huff!” 

“Nghu, kkuuul♥!” 

Slap! Spluuurt! Slap! Spluuurt! 

This time, I focused on her breasts, 

and milk sprayed forward, filling the air with a fishy scent. 

I put down the whip to finish. 

“Well, not bad.” 

“Ugh! Ngh!” 

Slap! Slap! 

I lightly slapped both her cheeks to end it. 

“Ha… ha… That was amazing, master… I mean, Kim Jinwoo.” 

“……….” 

Did she almost call me master just now? 

If I pushed a little more, would she fall for me? 

I thought for a moment, 

but what’s the point of getting an onahole I can’t even fuck? 

Someday, I’ll get strong enough to make Jeongsahwa mine. 

Just as I resolved that, I heard a familiar voice outside the door. 

“The meeting will begin in five minutes.” 

“Already?” 

I checked the clock on the wall. 

Two hours had disappeared in a flash. 

I was so absorbed, I didn’t even notice the time pass. 

Maybe my compatibility with Jeongsahwa is better than I thought. 

“Let’s go.” 

“Understood.” 

I thought I’d get some rest, 

but I ended up sweating as if I’d been to a sauna. 

Still, it wasn’t bad. 

A round table with a hole in the center. 

There were ten seats, 

so it must have been made just for this occasion. 

‘Are the others not here yet?’ 

I looked around, but it seemed I was the only one. 

Just as I was about to sit anywhere, I noticed small flags on the seats. 

Realizing there were assigned seats, 

I quickly sat at the one with the South Korean flag. 

“Ugh! I didn’t even get a chance to rest.” 

“…Sorry.” 

As soon as I sat down, fatigue washed over me. 

I could have rested for two hours, 

but I’d spent the time with Jeongsahwa instead. 

Still, it was a good kind of tiredness. 

“I’ll swing it when I’m bored. Be ready.” 

“…! Thank you.” 

Her face brightened at my words. 

She really is a masochist-look how happy she is just because I’ll whip her from afar. 

Even if I’m not bored, I should whip her whenever I think of it. 

“So, when are the others coming?” 

“…They’re on their way.” 

After a short wait, as Jeongsahwa said, the other director candidates and executives filed in. 

Among them was Mia Kaufman, whom I’d met before. 

She seemed to have forgotten what she’d done to me last time, 

waving cheerfully when she saw me. 

I almost ran over to fuck her on the spot. 

“Now that everyone’s here, the meeting will begin.” 

“Wait.” 

As everyone took their seats, 

the android maid I’d seen earlier took charge. 

But something felt off. 

There were only five of us, including me, but she said everyone was present. 

I pointed out the oddity, and the android maid replied without a hint of hesitation: 

“Everyone is present. There are currently five candidates remaining.” 

“What?” 

So half of the original ten have already been eliminated. 

Looks like everyone else was thinking the same thing. 

“Ha! Maybe this won’t be so boring after all.” 

The American representative put her feet up on the table. 

With her flashy blonde hair and muscular build, 

she radiated true golden sun energy. 

“You people are as monkey-like as your sex drives.” 

The Chinese representative sneered, chin in hand. 

Her cheongsam revealed the side of her chest, 

and I couldn’t help but get hard. 

Someday, I’ll fuck her too. 

“Are there only idiots here?” 

The Indian representative was just as arrogant as the American. 

Her breasts were so huge, 

it was impossible not to stare. 

Honestly, how could anyone resist those brown breasts? 

“……….” 

And finally, the European representative. 

With a black robe covering everything, 

I couldn’t tell if they were male or female. 

But I was sure it was this one who’d orchestrated the beach attack. 

“…So, what’s next?” 

“There’s nothing else.” 

That’s it? 

The others seemed just as dumbfounded as I was, 

staring at the android maid in disbelief. 

Why gather us all here for this? 

“What’s more, you were summoned simply because the late former director thought it would be fun…” 

“Son of a…” 

Really makes you want to curse. 

Who calls people all the way to Hawaii for that? 

Do you have a death wish? 

Oh, right, he’s already dead. 

“Tch! This isn’t even dog training, making us come and go at his whim.” 

“Agreed. Do they think I have nothing better to do?” 

“I should’ve just worked out instead.” 

“………….” 

The national representatives all grumbled. 

Of course, the European rep said nothing, 

but from their direction came a strange noise- 

the sound of something sharp scratching the table? 

“Hey, you there.” 

“Hm?” 

The Chinese representative called out to me. 

Her condescending attitude made me bristle, 

but I remembered not to start a fight here. 

I calmed myself and answered slowly. 

“What is it?” 

“Nice face, good body, and I bet your cock is big…” 

She looked me up and down as if appraising me, 

then gave a smug smile, clearly pleased. 

“Hey, bread boy. Want to be my plaything, like a good little country?” 

“Shut up, you damn chink.” 

She really spouted some nonsense. 

Why would I want to be her plaything? 

If she wanted to be my sex slave, I’d welcome it. 

“Such a foul mouth. If you want to be my plaything, you’d better fix that.” 

“Who said I’d be your plaything? Maybe your brain’s fake too, like a typical Chinese.” 

“……….” 

Her eyes narrowed at my comeback. 

She might be a big deal in China, 

but as fellow director candidates, we’re equals. 

“Communists really don’t make sense.” 

“Nice one, Korea!” 

“Why are you all picking on me?” 

The U.S. and Indian reps cheered me on, 

and the Chinese rep finally snapped. 

Well, India and the U.S. have plenty of reasons to dislike China. 

I get why they’d support me. 

But just because they’re backing me now 

doesn’t mean they’re on my side. 

If I let my guard down, they’d stab me in the back in a heartbeat. 

“You look happy. Something good happen?” 

“I’m glad I chose Kim Jinwoo.” 

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen you this happy, Sahwa.” 

“………….” 

While the representatives traded barbs, 

the executives gathered and chatted among themselves.