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*This work has been revised to be rated 15+. Some scenes and the story progression may differ depending on the age rating. *This work is simultaneously available under the same title for both 15+ and 19+ ratings. Since some scenes and the story progression may differ depending on the age rating, please select the appropriate rating before use. Gong Eun-gil is a volleyball player who was once a shining super rookie but is now a national traitor. As the captain of the perennial last-place team in the V-League, she is a subsistence-level attacker barely scraping by day by day. Then one day, during a match, she gets ‘dirty’ entangled with the owner of the impregnable first-place team… … “Get a grip. Stop rubbing your ball against my crotch.” Although Eun-gil suffered humiliation due to bad luck, she thought it was just a passing incident. That is, until that man reappeared like a foul. And not just any reappearance, but as a ‘tribute’ offered by Gong Eun-gil’s only die-hard fan and a violent stalker… … ! “Are you ready to suck me dry, Player Gong?” *** “Don’t give me any leeway now that the bolt is off.” “Huh?” “Yesterday’s Player Gong was too easy.” Eungil slammed his spoon down with a loud clack. “……That’s why I did it after you got home, after you got home.” At that, he let out an ah and laughed loosely. “Is there no bad bastard in this house? Can’t you see a dog?” Seo Hahyun’s eyes turned cold. Even though a vulgar tone like a street thug suddenly burst out, it felt natural. “I’m not asking for permission; I’m giving you a notice right now. From now on, I will meddle, interfere, and if things go wrong, I will even control you, Mr. Gong Eungil.” “Why suddenly……!” “I told you. Don’t carelessly show any weakness.” Eungil seemed to still be drunk. He was clearly sober and his voice was audible, yet he couldn’t understand a single word of what he was saying. “There are a lot of pieces of trash who want to shove anything in if they show even the slightest opening, but since you look easy, it strangely makes me feel disgusted.” “……!” “So, you just have to handle this kind of penalty, Gong.” He smiled quite innocently, like a well-polished windowpane.
