Do You Still Want to Go Now

Minako took the cigarette Su Yang handed her and lit it. Despite her cute appearance, the way she smoked revealed a hint of maturity.

After they had chatted for two minutes, Liu Bo approached from nearby, walking with a girl wearing a strappy bodycon skirt.

Su Yang turned to look. The girl beside Liu Bo was about 160 centimeters tall, and standing together, she appeared petite.

Her figure was decent, with short hair, but in terms of looks, she fell behind Minako and Kino by a margin, scoring roughly a 75.

A 75 is still quite pretty—it's just that comparisons highlight differences.

The two soon reached their booth. Liu Bo smiled and called out, "Brother Yang, Brother Meng."

"Back already? So this is the beauty you invited to dance?" Meng Wenzhou asked.

Liu Bo nodded. "Yeah, that's her."

"Introduce us," Su Yang said with a smile.

"Sure thing. This beauty is Hayashi Yukako. Just call her Kako. She can speak our Chinese language."

After that, Liu Bo introduced Su Yang and Meng Wenzhou to Kako.

Kako stared at Su Yang for a couple of seconds before stepping forward with a bright smile to greet them: "Hello, handsome guys. Nice to meet you."

"Kako, right? Come on, sit down. Let's have a drink together. Don't be shy."

"Okay, thank you." Liu Bo took Kako's hand and led her to sit inside the booth.

Meng Wenzhou then asked, "Hey, Fatty, didn't you say there were two more?"

"The other two left."

"Left?"

"Yeah, Kako said they had something to do and went back."

"Alright, forget them then. Come on, let’s welcome our new friend." Meng Wenzhou poured drinks and smiled.

The six of them clinked glasses together.

Once they got a bit more familiar, they started playing drinking games.

At 2:20 a.m., all three girls were feeling quite tipsy. Kino suggested taking a short break to rest.

They stopped drinking. Liu Bo pulled out cigarettes and passed them around. Then the three pairs each sat in a corner of the booth, whispering quietly.

Liu Bo and Kako sat close together. Kako's face was flushed from drinking. As they talked, Liu Bo suddenly pulled Kako to her feet and looked at Su Yang and Meng Wenzhou. "Brother Meng, Brother Yang, wait here a bit. Kako says she feels sick and I’ll take her to the restroom."

The two exchanged knowing smiles and nodded. "Alright, go ahead."

"Sure." Liu Bo smiled and led Kako toward the restroom.

A few minutes after they left, Meng Wenzhou looked at Su Yang. "Old Su, Kino seems to be struggling too. I'll take her home. Let's call it a night."

Su Yang nodded. "Okay, take her back. I'll wait for Fatty."

"Got it." Meng Wenzhou picked up Kino’s bag and helped her toward the stairs.

Now only Su Yang and Minako were left.

Just as Su Yang was about to speak, Minako suddenly grabbed his shoulders, swung around, and straddled him.

"Whoa? What are you doing?" Su Yang was stunned.

Minako clutched his shoulders, leaning her face close to his, and whispered, "Su-san, now it’s just the two of us."

Su Yang replied, "So?"

"So, earlier I said I wanted to take you somewhere. Do you still want to go?"

"Where?"

"The third floor."

"Third... a private room?"

Minako shook her head. "No, it's not that. Just come with me and you’ll see."

"I was thinking of waiting for Fatty to come back and then taking you home."

"My parents are at home, so it’s not convenient."

"Alright... fine, let’s go."

Seeing Su Yang agree, Minako smiled and climbed off him.

The two quickly headed toward the third floor.

Soon they were up on the third floor, which was large. Half the area was private rooms, and the other half was office space with a small public area, changing rooms, and such.

Minako grabbed Su Yang’s hand and hurried toward the office area.

Su Yang followed, asking, "Why are you taking me to the office area?"

"No, it’s not that. It’s my changing room."

"Your changing room?" Su Yang asked in surprise. "You have your own changing room?"

"Yeah, each of us ten girls has a private changing room. Actually, it’s not just a changing room—you could think of it as a lounge or dorm room too."

"Really? Sweet setup. It beats having a bunch of people changing and resting in one spot."

"Yeah."

"Wait, what are you taking me to your changing room for?" Su Yang asked intentionally.

Minako turned and shot him a seductive glance. "You’ll see when we get there. Come on!"

She was impatient and pulled him faster.

They twisted and turned through the spacious office area before arriving at a long hallway.

The hallway resembled a hotel corridor. Small rooms lined both sides every few meters.

They walked to the end of the hallway. Minako let go of Su Yang’s hand, pulled a key from her small bag, and stood before a door marked 3017.

She swiftly inserted the key and unlocked the door. Once it was open, she stepped inside and flipped a switch on the wall.

The room’s lights came on.

Su Yang peered in. The so-called changing room was nothing like a cramped little space he might have imagined. It was a clean room of about forty square meters.

It was fully equipped: a single bed, a wardrobe, a small sofa, a vanity table, and a bathroom.

"Su-san, come in," Minako urged.

"Oh, okay." Su Yang stepped inside.

As soon as he entered, Minako rushed to the door, slammed it shut, and locked it.

"Hey, what—" Su Yang started.

But Minako quickly grabbed him, pushed him against the wall, stood on tiptoes, and kissed him without a word.

‘Whoa?? Straight to the point?!’

That thought barely crossed Su Yang’s mind before Minako’s aggressive advances got his blood pumping.

He stopped hesitating and went from passive to active, scooping her up and heading toward the bed.

Thud!

Su Yang tossed Minako onto the bed. She smiled seductively and beckoned with her finger. "Come on, Su-san!"

Even though he was ready to go, Su Yang didn’t dive in immediately.

He looked around the room, checking for any hidden cameras. The last thing he needed was to get blackmailed over something like that. After all, he hadn’t known the girl for long and didn’t know what kind of person she was.

Minako noticed him scanning the room. She wasn’t dumb and figured out what he was checking for.

She sat up and said, "Oni-chan (big brother), don’t worry. There are no cameras in here."

She had switched from calling him Su-san to this more seductive flattery.

"Damn, that address is irresistible... Uh, I was just looking around."

Su Yang replied, then asked in his mind—

System, are there any cameras in this room?

[No]

—Good.

After ensuring it was safe, Su Yang looked at Minako and smiled. "You jumping right into it from the start caught me off guard. Does this bathroom have a shower?"

"It does."

"Alright then, want to take one first?"

"Onii-chan prefers to take things step by step?"

Su Yang grinned. "That's right, I like to take it slow."

"I understand~ I'll go first then. Wait a bit." Minako got up from the bed and quickly walked into the bathroom.

While she was showering, Su Yang walked to the window, pulled open the curtains, and looked outside.

Below was the back entrance of the nightclub building, with a parking lot underneath.

In the distance stood other buildings.

He pulled the curtains shut and had just sat down for a few minutes when the bathroom door opened, and Minako came out wrapped in a towel.

"Onii-chan, it's your turn."

"Okay." Su Yang smiled at Minako and walked into the bathroom for a quick rinse.

He finished in five minutes, put on his pants, and walked out of the bathroom bare-chested.

But the moment he stepped out, he was greeted by a beautiful and moving sight.

......

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