Of course. Here's the full English translation, strictly third-person, literal, uncensored, and fully faithful to the original text:

What... is that?

Seoryeong blinked blankly like a fool.

The size—comparable to a water bottle—was already staggering, but that wasn’t the issue. The fact that it had no hair wasn’t the issue either.

What stood out now was the tattoo. A pitch-black tattoo that looked even more jarring against the pale, almost white skin.

Letters, scribbled like a snake coiling its way up the shaft. It seemed to be in a foreign language, and without realizing it, she tilted her head in the direction of the script to try and make it out. Thinking to herself, There really are all kinds of people in the world...

“You can stare all you want—it won’t help.”

“...!”

At the low voice, she flinched and lifted her head.

“You have to get this close to be able to read it.”

The long fingers pointed directly to just below his navel.

Only then did she realize what kind of position she was in—staring intently at another person’s genitals. The late realization and shame rushed in all at once. Her face flushed with heat from the uncharacteristic lapse. Their eyes met again.

It was around then that the man—who’d maintained a calm demeanor until now—began to look down at her with a strange expression.

It was a look she couldn’t explain—part astonished, part skeptical—as his eerie gaze scanned every inch of her.

The faint distortion of his face looked off. Their silent stares tangled in the air, and suddenly—click—the shower was turned off.

And then, everything happened in a flash. A hand suddenly reached out and yanked down her mask.

“...!”

Before she could even react, her bare face was exposed. The man’s eyes widened, then instantly twisted into something warped.

“Fu—...!”

He started to say something but abruptly clamped his mouth shut. His pale pupils trembled, unable to hide their shock.

Seoryeong wanted to escape the shower room immediately, but the man standing in her way made it impossible to move.

“...What the hell are you—”

The man exhaled the breath he’d been holding and hardened his expression.

“I’m sorry. I thought it was empty. I’ll leave right away—”

But then, before she could finish, loud voices echoed from beyond the door.

Even before she could react to the presence of others, he suddenly grabbed her. Her body was abruptly pulled into the stall, pressing flush against his.

“Step aside.”

Startled, she pushed him with her elbow, but his firm body didn’t budge.

“Wait... just give me a second to think.”

“What the hell...”

His wet, heated body soaked into her clothes almost immediately.

“What are you doing here?”

His eyes scanned over her face like they were prying into her features.

Looking again, he seemed a bit unhinged. Seoryeong clicked her tongue, erasing the initial impression of him as impressive.

“Someone said they left their ID tag in here.”

“No, what I’m asking is—what are you doing in this company?”

“I cook and do laundry.”

“...”

The man ran a hand down his face, wearing a deeply pained expression. His lips parted like he was about to say something, but in the end, nothing came out. His throat moved once, as though swallowing a mass of unspoken words.

Seoryeong pulled her mask back up and said,

“Sorry, but your consideration is unnecessary. It’s not the end of the world to see some naked team members. My job is to wash their underwear and cook their meals.”

“...”

“Personally, I find this situation more unpleasant. Now move.”

“Is that a habit of yours? Staring directly at people.”

“Yes.”

“Since when?”

The man was staring at her with obsessive intensity. Since their lower bodies were pressed together, she’d been forced to focus only on his face, and it seemed to irritate him.

It was true that she’d developed a habit of silently observing people since regaining her vision—but she had no reason to explain that.

The scent of water, mixed with an unfamiliar bodily odor, rushed in. Seoryeong could no longer stand it and shoved him away with force.

But all she managed to do was shift his shoulder slightly—his hand went up to the wall, caging her in even further.

What a truly insufferable bastard.

Seoryeong kicked at him in earnest, but he simply stepped back with ease, dodging her shin.

So she turned on the shower full blast. She deliberately set it to the hottest temperature. Boiling water poured over him like a punishment.

“—!”

But even as the scalding water drenched him, the man didn’t flinch an inch. His shoulders reddened from the heat, but he didn’t react as though he felt any pain at all.

Water began to splash onto Seoryeong as well, trapped in the far end of the stall. Only then did the man calmly turn off the water and step back by a couple of paces. At the moment he spat the water from his mouth—

“...!”

Seoryeong’s eyes twitched. That heavy pressure she’d been feeling...

The tattoo was just as the man had said. Only when the tip of his cock bobbed near his navel did the back half of the text come fully into view.

Если жизнь тебя обманет

If life deceives you.

삶이 그대를 속일지라도.

(Even if life deceives you.)

“That’s why you shouldn’t stare people straight in the eyes.”

He flicked water at her with a snap of his five fingers. Her eyes squeezed shut.

Fucking perverted psycho.

Fully hard within seconds of meeting her—and still had the nerve to talk like that.

Her heart pounded nauseously. Her stomach turned.

***

She hadn’t even properly dried off—her hastily thrown-on clothes were soaked in circular patches here and there. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Lee Wooshin headed straight into the Special Security Team’s office and locked the door behind him. He immediately inserted the wireless in-ear monitor he’d kept hidden under his desk. His stiffened cheek twitched with irritation.

―Loyalty...! You called, Team Leader?

The standby voice rang out cheerfully. Lee Wooshin clenched his jaw, lowering his trembling eyelids.

He could hear the voice calling him a few more times—“Team Leader? Team Leader?”—but he didn’t respond, swallowing the roiling in his stomach. It felt like quite a bit of time had passed.

And when he finally opened his eyes again, even his previously trembling pupils had frozen solid in place. The emotions that had been agitating him were expertly wiped clean as he asked in a low voice:

“Why is the Owl here?”

―...Excuse me?

Wonchang answered stupidly. Either he truly didn’t [N O V E L I G H T] know, or something about his voice sounded vaguely guilty. Lee Wooshin’s eyes narrowed to slits.

“With that slack attitude of yours, how do you even collect a paycheck?”

He resisted the urge to snap, locking his hands behind his head. His heart was still hammering wildly against the bottom of his chest.

Currently, Lee Wooshin was on his final mission—having infiltrated Blast Corp. He’d entered under the guise of a Special Security Team leader, following intelligence that internal data from the NIS was leaking to private corporations.

The company in question was a subsidiary of the Sehwa Group: Blast Corp. Though the company served to fill in where government hands were tied due to political sensitivity or budgetary constraints—if the reports that they were gaining illicit profits through illegal overseas operations were true, the story changed entirely.

At just that moment, a vacancy had opened up for the Special Security Team leader position. Information had surfaced that Blast Corp was quietly scouting for a suitable candidate.

Because the company dealt with combat-related services, they wanted a foreigner skilled in warfare, strategy, intelligence, and military training.

There was only one person in the NIS who met all those criteria: Lee Wooshin. He didn’t even need to falsify his résumé—just slightly reworded his existing experience operating abroad. In that sense, the Deputy Director’s speech had made some sense.

Thus, Lee Wooshin had secretly infiltrated the company’s off-the-books contract team to expose the corrupt connection between the government and Blast Corp. But now—

“Wonchang, are you deaf? I said—why, the hell, is the Owl here?”

―W-Wait...! Are you saying the Owl is there right now?

“What the fuck is wrong with you?”

―No, just a second...! The Owl? Our Owl?

The panic in his voice suddenly turned wet. Lee Wooshin’s jaw flexed.

“Our Owl?”

―Th-That...

“Ohh—so our dear Wonchang felt a kinship with fellow birds of prey, huh? That it?”

He barely managed to raise the corner of his mouth. Even in hindsight, it was ridiculous. What frame of mind had he been in—to meet the Owl, confirm her identity, and let her go without a word? His thoughts twisted into a tangled mess.

Lee Wooshin pressed a temple, which throbbed with pain.

Had there ever been another day when a supposedly finished mission suddenly appeared before his eyes like this?

A dry laugh escaped him—was he seeing ghosts now?

But the flustered feeling didn’t last long. A stronger wave of displeasure surged—the realization that things had taken an unexpected and dangerous turn. At the same time, the faint clatter of a keyboard could be heard through the in-ear monitor.

―Oh my god...! Why is the Owl there...

“If you’ve found her, recite.”

He clipped his words short.

―Han Seoryeong, 27 years old. Hired by Blast Corp a month ago. Logistics division. She’s usually in the kitchen or laundry room...

Now, even his scalp felt like it was burning. Lee Wooshin pressed his clenched fist to the desk like he might smash it through.