“If you keep teasing Harin like that, she’s going to end up hating you.” “It’s because she’s cute. You know, like how you get the urge to blow raspberries on a cute puppy.” “And seeing her squirm and protest while saying she hates it... damn, it’s just unbearable how cute she is.” Go Seong-hun, Tae Ju-yeop, and Gye Mu-jin were long-time regulars at ‘Punglim Bathhouse,’ a place run by Harin’s grandfather since the 90s. They had watched Harin grow up since she was a little girl; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that these men essentially raised her. “Mmph, ah, ahh, Uncle….” As soon as they left the bathhouse, Harin headed straight for the men's locker room. Just thinking about them made her pulse race. Her nipples would harden, her panties would dampen, and she couldn't stop picturing their naked bodies. But Harin was unaware of one thing. “Our little Harin. Are you opening up and masturbating right now?”