Chapter 10. Subtle Boob Grope
A man in his mid-to-late 20s with an ordinary appearance entered the convenience store and greeted me.
[Jingle jingle]
"Hello. You're the new night shift worker, right?"
"Yes, that's right. Let's check the cash register right away."
With less than two hours left until the quest deadline, I had no intention of spending much time with a guy I didn't care about, so I responded curtly and went straight into the shift change.
"Everything matches... But what about the woman outside?"
"She came around 4 a.m., downed three cans of beer in a row, and passed out like that... Don't worry about her. She lives across from me, so I'll take her home when I get off."
Pretending to be familiar with the woman sleeping at the table, I built up my story. He didn't seem suspicious and finished the handover before starting his shift.
Even as I approached the table where the woman was slumped over, the male worker didn't look up, just fiddling with his phone. Clearly, he wasn't interested in what I was doing.
Putting aside any worries about him, I got closer to the table and heard the steady breathing of the woman, still deep in a drunken sleep.
Carefully grabbing her shoulder and lifting her upper body, she slumped weakly, unable to support herself, and leaned against the backrest. I took a moment to look over her defenseless state.
Standing and looking at her like this, I could see her breasts, wrapped in a black bra, and her deep cleavage even better. If I just lifted her tank top and bra a little, I could probably see those plump magenta nipples I'd seen before.
I barely managed to stop my hand from moving on its own as I stared at her bouncy flesh, and moved closer to help her stand up from the chair to proceed with the quest.
As her soft arm pressed against my thigh, I caught a faint scent of alcohol and the subtle fragrance unique to women.
Ignoring the twitch in my groin in response, I slipped my hand under her soft armpit to help her up. Jolted by the sudden movement, she looked at me with unfocused eyes.
Then, in a slurred voice, she mumbled a few words.
"Whu... what... my hoome..."
"Yeah, I'm trying to take you home, so lean on me and tell me your address."
I put one of her arms around my neck and wrapped my own arm around her back, right in front of her side breast.
I tried to get her address, but she was so drunk that she just kept repeating "home" and leaned her full weight on me.
It was my first time supporting someone this drunk, and at first it was hard to hold her up, but thanks to my legs strengthened in the army, I managed to move forward.
Now all that was left was the five-minute walk to her house-during which I had to avoid other people's eyes and, without arousing her suspicion, grope her bouncing breasts right in front of me.
My hand, right in front of her swollen side breast, was itching, signaling it was ready to grope.
But no matter how drunk she was, I couldn't just grab her chest out of nowhere, so I quietly kept walking until we reached a narrow alley with far fewer people than the main road.
After about two minutes of supporting her, we entered a quiet alley leading to the residential area, just as I'd hoped.
With no one around and her still out of it, this was the perfect chance to complete my quest by subtly groping her breasts-my perfect crime.
I pulled her even closer, waiting for the right moment to grope her chest without raising suspicion from her or any onlookers, then put my plan into action.
[Thud!]
"Uh, huh?"
Pretending to lose my balance, I deliberately tripped on a small curb in the road.
As she, leaning on me, also lurched forward, I quickly moved my hand from her side to support her body-grabbing her breast in the process.
[Squeeze♥]
The moment I touched it, I almost gasped at how firm and soft it felt, filling my palm through her bra.
If it felt this good through her bra, I couldn't help but wonder how her bare breast would feel. The warmth in my hand sent blood rushing to my groin.
For about two seconds, I instinctively squeezed her breast three times in quick succession, and as I finished the third squeeze, the quest completion notification popped up on my lens.
"Congratulations! You have successfully completed the quest (Subtle Boob Grope). Reward (12 points) has been granted."
I glanced at the notification and then focused on her reaction as my hand still held her breast.
She seemed to regain her senses for a moment from the stumble, but didn't realize I was groping her. She kept leaning on me, staggering.
Relieved that she was still completely out of it, I kept my hand on her breast, gently squeezing as I walked. She seemed to lean into me even more, as if she liked it.
It almost felt like I was holding my ex-girlfriend Yujeong from two years ago-her reaction made me feel a strange emotion.
Even though I didn't know her name and had never properly greeted her, I found myself pulling her closer with the arm around her back-of course, still squeezing her firm breast.
Enjoying the soft, warm sensation in my hand, I walked slowly until I saw the green gate of my own house.
The villa across the street was probably where this woman lived, but I was so focused on her breasts that I still didn't know her exact address. Reluctantly, I took my hand off her chest and gently shook her to wake her up.
"Hey, wake up. What floor and unit do you live in? You have to tell me so I can get you home."
"Ugh... hooome..."
Even after shaking her back and forth, she just mumbled "home" and couldn't snap out of it.
I couldn't just leave a drunk person in front of the building, so I was feeling stuck when a woman in her 50s came out of the villa with a trash bag.
She passed by us, threw out her trash, and was about to go back inside when she noticed the woman, still out of it and leaning on me, and spoke in surprise.
"Oh my! Isn't that the lady from the 4th floor? How did you get so drunk?"
"Excuse me, do you know her?"
After talking with the older woman, I learned she was the building owner and the woman leaning on me was a tenant on the 4th floor.
"But who are you, holding her like that? Are you her boyfriend?"
"Oh! No, I work at the convenience store down there. She was passed out on the table, so I brought her home."
"But how did you know where she lives?"
"Ah... I live in the rooftop room of the green gate house over there. I saw her hanging laundry on this building's roof before..."
I pointed to the green gate to clear up her suspicions, and she seemed satisfied.
"Well, I'll take care of her at my place until she sobers up. Please follow me."
"Yes, understood."
Following her inside, I carried the woman into the villa. The building owner opened her first-floor door and led us in.
After entering the owner's house, I gently laid the still-unconscious woman on the sofa.
As I did, her tank top rode up, revealing her smooth, flawless white stomach, which immediately caught my eye.
"Oh dear, a grown woman getting this drunk..."
"Ahem... Well, I'll be going now."
"Alright, thank you for looking after her."
The owner, now standing right next to us, pulled down the woman's tank top, and I cleared my throat awkwardly, said goodbye, and left.