NTFT | Volume 1.14

If only I had stopped after witnessing the maid’s Gonggi skills, but either through fearlessness or sudden competitiveness, I continued to play several rounds. In less than an hour, my forehead was thoroughly wrecked from the flicks.

“Shit…! No more, I’m not playing anymore! I… I…! Ugh!”

I was at a loss for words, utterly dumbfounded. After taking the lead just once, I hadn’t even touched the stones again. She continued to win and take the first move, making no mistakes. How could this be? I was so stunned I couldn’t speak.

“Oh, were you playing Gonggi?”

A familiar voice came from behind. The elusive owner sauntered into the living room as if nothing was amiss.

“Welcome back, sir.”

“Oh, were you playing Gonggi with my pretty one?”

“Yes, I was playing with Mi Hong.”

The maid bowed politely to greet him and then began to tidy up the Gonggi game as if to leave.

“Why stop? Did I interrupt you?”

“No, it’s not that. It’s just…”

The maid’s gaze shifted towards me. As her eyes fixed on my face, the owner’s face came into full view. He looked straight at me and then suddenly rushed over to grab my face.

“I’m sorry. Mi Hong suggested the flick as a penalty…”

“Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!”

The owner’s laughter boomed throughout the living room. It was so loud it felt like it could burst my eardrums. What was so funny that he laughed like that? You could see his throat wobbling. I wanted to shove a chili pepper down it. Even a phantom one would do just to stuff it in there.

“Is it funny? Huh? Look at my forehead!”

My forehead was in a dire state, swollen and red, quite a sight. The owner kept giggling while looking at it. Without wiping that smirk off his face, he sneakily wrapped his arms around me from behind, prompting the maid to quietly leave the room.

“My pretty one, shall I cool your forehead?”

He leaned his head over my shoulder and blew on my forehead. I hadn’t even responded, and there he was, acting up.

“Shit, are you giving me trouble and then pretending to be the remedy? Huh? What are you blowing at my swelling for! It’s all because you prepared those damn stones!”

I exploded in rage. I tried to wriggle free from his grip, but he held on, not budging at all. Instead, he held me tighter and continued to blow on the bump, muttering some kind of chant.

“May all Mi Hong’s pain fly away, whoo-”

“What, you, you fucker…!”

“Embarrassed? You’re unexpectedly cute.”

What’s there to laugh and fuss about? My forehead’s killing me, and your breath isn’t some magic cure. Frustration reached its peak.

This can’t be the end of it. Have I just lost completely at Gonggi? Why? How did it turn out this way?

“What’s the maid’s real deal? A Gonggi master or something else?”

I asked the owner, incredibly curious about the maid’s true nature. She definitely wasn’t just any maid. The owner quietly met my eyes, his eyebrows twitching but he didn’t respond.

“Do you like ‘Anna’?”

“Anna?”

Was that the Gonggi-playing maid’s name? So, she had a proper name after all. What’s this about being number one? That maid was really suspicious.

“Showing interest in Anna, I’m not pleased… You’re supposed to be mine, my pretty one.”

His hand crept up to my nape. Then those menacingly twinkling eyes collided with mine. Was this guy crazy? Why was he suddenly getting heated?

“No, I said I was curious, not that I’m interested! Stop freaking out and just answer me. She’s not just a simple maid, is she? You said you selected her specially.”

“Hmm… I don’t want to answer.”

“What?”

“I come back after a long time and you show no interest in me. Even after I tenderly blew on your sore forehead, this is how you treat me?”

His hefty presence pressed against my lower body. My face instantly turned pale, remembering the monstrous size I had encountered before. I shivered at the thought of having shared a bed with him.

“Why the hell are you aroused? If you were that desperate for attention, why didn’t you stay home and show some affection? Instead, you leave me alone with a job and still expect so much?”

I wasn’t about to back down.

He had left the house claiming urgent business just a day after we had been intimate, only to bring me stingray liver instead of a human one.

It tasted good but was infuriating nonetheless.

I launched into a full-blown tirade, waiting for his response, but he didn’t react immediately. Instead, he seemed to be pondering something, then looked at me with a detached expression.

“You should have just stayed home and shown some affection instead of getting into trouble.”

His words ended with a sting. Or was it more like a blade? There was enough blood coming from me without needing to smell it off him too. I wasn’t eager to know the details.

“If I wake up tomorrow and it’s not stingray liver but a human one, I’d probably lose my appetite.”

“Shit, that’s enough. Go take a shower since you’re back. I’ll call Anna to finish whatever else needs to be done.”

I stood up. He suddenly grabbed my wrist and pulled a grimace.

“What did you just say? Anna?”

He tightened his grip on my captured wrist and pulled me into his embrace like a trapped animal.

“What the hell? Why are you suddenly pulling me? Huh?”

“You… have you ever called me by my name even once?”

“What? Your name?”

I realized I had never actually called him by his name. What was it again? Something… outlaw-ish? What was it?

“Is the name important? How often do you correctly call mine?”

After all, hadn’t he cheerfully disregarded my actual name for something else? And yet he demanded his name be used. This guy made no sense.

“Still, you shouldn’t call another guy’s name in front of me. Anna is a prized player I treasure. What if I had to cut off a hand or something?”

“What? A player?”

“Yeah. Anna works as a dealer in casinos and is a gambler who cleans out fools at the tables.”

“What the hell? The one in a neat white and black maid’s uniform was a gambler? Then why is she working as your maid? Huh?”

“I told you, I selected her specially. I brought her to entertain you. Anna’s very expensive. And one more thing. Anna is…”

He leaned closer to my ear as if to share a secret.

“Anna actually has a dick, not a pussy, my pretty one.”

“What? Say that again.”

What kind of absurd revelation was this? How could the maid I just played Gonggi with, who I thought was a woman until just moments ago, be a man? And not just any man, but one who enjoyed cross-dressing.

“Can’t believe it? Want to know the truth?”

He pulled me onto the couch, settling me on his lap, and casually called out to the maid. The same Anna, who had kept a straight face during our Gonggi game, walked in.

“Did you call, sir?”

“Yeah. Seems our pretty one here is quite interested in you? Must be thanks to how well you’ve treated them in my absence.”

“No, I didn’t do much.”

“Well, no need to be modest. I know your skills; that’s why I brought you.”

“Thank you.”

“Anna.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Why don’t you masturbate for us right now.”

“What?!”

This guy, what was he suggesting now? Suddenly, out of nowhere, he was asking someone to masturbate. What the hell was going on?

“Hey, what are you trying to do?”

“Just watch, my pretty one. I’ll show you something interesting.”

“Mad! Even so…!”

“Shall I begin now, sir?”

“Yeah, start now.”

This was absurd.

Suddenly, the person who had been my fierce Gonggi opponent was lifting their skirt in the middle of the living room to reveal themselves. There, in plain sight, the person I had thought was a woman just moments ago disgustingly erected their lower part.

“See? That’s Anna’s below. Anna’s definitely a man. A cross-dressing gambler, actually.”

What a bizarre and unsettling twist in an already strange day.

***

Mi Hong detailed the complex situation himself. The maid, who never doubted his gender, confirmed that he was indeed male, but had dressed as a woman for an undercover identity due to the construction work on his property.

“Uh… Eugh… Ah.”

Standing idly by, he started to fumble with his genitals. The hands that were merely floating in the air a moment ago were now grotesquely grasping and shaking below, which almost made me vomit.

“Fuck… Why show me this crap and make a fuss?”

I kicked away from my spot and stood up. No matter how much I enjoyed risqué acts in front of the camera, watching such a masturbation show in person just wasn’t my style.

“Why? You don’t like it? Should I show you how I mess around with the backdoor instead?”

“What?”

“That guy was hired by me with money. He’ll do anything for it. So, tell me what you want.”

“…And? What do you want me to do about this public masturbation show?”

I felt disgusted. Why, though? It’s not like I had any affection for the maid, and if anything, the one who messed up my forehead could be punished. Why did this feel so dirty? Plus, what’s so great about this guy that he dares to do such things?

“I’m done, you watch if you want, you crazy fuck.”

I brushed off the guy who was trying to hold me back. Normally, he would have clung on with more force, but he let go easily this time. The maid’s gaze followed me as I moved, but I entered my room without making eye contact. Surprisingly, the master didn’t follow. Just when I thought I heard some noise outside, it soon disappeared.

Knock, knock.

There was a knock at the door. It had to be the maid; the master would have barged in without knocking.

“What is it?”

As I moved towards the bed, I responded to the knock. Soon, the maid opened the door.

“The president suggested you go out.”

“Go out?”

“Yes.”

Suddenly?

I had been kidnapped and hadn’t been outside for a while, but wasn’t it the master himself who disliked going out? Why the sudden change of heart?

“What sudden whim has made you decide to go out?”

I glared at the maid as I asked. The maid, as usual, responded in a business-like tone.

“You should ask the president for the details. I’ll be leaving now. You better get ready quickly.”

Left alone in my room without understanding why, what was I supposed to do? Since I was told I could go out, maybe it was a chance to escape. I had stayed here long enough to have had my fun. Soon, I would regain my strength.

Feeling filthy was one thing, but I couldn’t miss this opportunity.

I immediately threw off the covers and began to prepare to go out. I didn’t have many suitable clothes, so I picked one of his nicer shirts and grabbed a jacket. It had been a while since I wore a suit.

Without noticing when he entered, the master was suddenly beside me, playfully touching my shoulder.