Chapter 72
Chapter 72
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 72
Chapter Title: Yeon Du-na (4)
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Yeon Du-na's face went blank when she heard me outright say that even if I cheated, she absolutely couldn't. Then she scrunched up her features in fury.
"You're so selfish. Psycho! Bastard! Jerk!"
She kept cursing me out for a good while after that, but eventually wore herself out and just sobbed.
'No helping it, huh...'
I placed a hand on her back.
As I gently stroked her back to soothe her crying, she sniffled and mumbled in a stuffy voice.
"Move. Gotta blow my nose."
"Here, tissue."
"Pffft! Ptooey!"
Fling. Plop.
She blew her nose and chucked the tissue right onto my chest! I'd turned Yeon Du-na into Dark Yeon Du-na.
"Bad guy."
"Sorry."
"You like her more, don't you?"
"No. I like you too."
"Pfft. Heh, hehng. Sniff. Hn, uhng."
Yeon Du-na laughed through her tears.
"I'm such an idiot. Back in the day, whenever a playboy showed up on TV, I'd curse them out like crazy. Call 'em rotten jerks."
Pat, pat.
"But get this? I'd even curse out the women who knew the guy was a player and dated him anyway. Like, why even bother with a loser like that? If my boyfriend pulled that, I'd dump him on the spot, no feelings left."
Pat, pat.
"But now that it's my turn... it doesn't work that way. I still like you, bro."
"Yeon Du-na..."
"Just listen. If I hear your voice right now, I'll get mad."
Pat, pat.
"Thinking about you meeting Na-young pisses me off... You're a total bad guy, but the brother I've known for twenty years is real too. You've been calling me since I was little, cooking yummy stuff, picking me up from school when you were busy, laughing with me. The brother I fell for—he's the real you. Ha, haha. What do I do?"
Yeon Du-na, who'd been whispering softly in my arms, lifted her head and looked at me.
"I'm a total pushover, huh?"
"No. I'm the bad guy."
"Bad guy."
Nod, nod.
"Bad guy, bad guy... Hiiing. Sniff. Sob. Can't do it. One more time."
"Uh, wha?"
"One more time, I said! I can't dump you anyway, so make you dump Na-young. Tell her I'm so amazing you don't have time for anyone else. No time for her. Make you look only at me."
She'd finally given her okay! Tension easing, I pulled my patting hand from her back.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Skill use terminated.] ◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "...Thanks."
I mumbled apologetically, and Yeon Du-na wiped her tears before glaring at me.
"You have to marry me."
"Obviously!"
I'll marry you, and the others too.
The second hug felt happy yet sad as she groaned softly.
Feeling even guiltier, I held her precious. After another embrace and cleanup, we stood at the front door.
"Want me to walk you?"
"I'll take a cab."
"Your eyes are all puffy."
"Heh, if I ride with you, I'll cry again. You'll at least walk me to the corner, right?"
"Yeah."
She needed more time to think, so I nodded.
After calling a cab, I held her hand and strolled to the nearby café.
"Now I'm heading home to get chewed out by you again."
"Want me to come?"
She shook her head slightly.
"Nuh-uh. I messed up, so I gotta take the scolding. If we go together, it'll spike bro's blood pressure more. 'That punk with a girlfriend messing with our cute little sis? Huh?' Hee?"
"Even your prickliness is cute."
"Hmph! Not my usual 'yes sir, anything you say' self, so you're thrown off?"
"Nah, this is good too."
"I kinda hate you a bit today, so I win!"
Yeon Du-na huffed triumphantly, then spoke again.
"Sigh. Still pisses me off no matter how I think about it. Bro, can I punch you once?"
"You hit me plenty earlier..."
"Guess I'll go tell Joo Na-young to take you!"
"Which cheek? This one? This?"
I offered both cheeks, bowing my head.
Smooch!
Something soft touched my cheek, freezing my smile.
Not from her cute peck. I'd spotted Yu-ra over Yeon Du-na's bent shoulder!
She was rubbing her tired shoulders after tutoring, but froze solid spotting me and Yeon Du-na kissing my cheek.
-M-Meow, I didn't see!
Pomi, invisible anyway, freaked at Yu-ra and zipped back into me.
Misreading my freeze, Yeon Du-na grinned wide.
"Acting all playboy, but thrown off, huh? I'll cry more at home, so feel sorry all day."
Even after she pulled away, I stayed rigid. Guessing wrong, she sweetly rolled her eyes.
"What? Lips too?"
She glanced side to side like a squirrel, then stamped my lips.
Check behind too!
Yu-ra's brow twitched; she sped up. Gotta send Yeon Du-na quick, or we're both dead!
A cab rumbled up behind Yu-ra. Hearing it, Yeon Du-na turned—and saw her.
"Eek!"
Thinking just a passerby caught their kiss, her face flushed as she bowed her head.
"B-Bro, I'll head out then?"
"Yeah. Go quick. Hurry. Be safe. Text when you get home."
"Okaay~."
She whispered goodbye and turned for the cab. Heart pounding, I watched her go.
Two women crossing paths.
Yeon Du-na shyly ducking past Yu-ra. Yu-ra's head creaking after her like a snake scanning prey.
Her eyes rolled.
Up once.
Down once.
Cold gaze scanning Yeon Du-na's petite frame top to bottom.
Vroom~.
Her cab brushed past me and drove off. Still waving stiffly, I shuddered at the voice right behind.
"Who?"
"Uh, just... a girl I know."
"Kissing a girl you know? Guess I'll say I'm just a girl you know too?"
"N-No."
Sweat poured down my back.
"Be honest. You into little girls?"
Forgot while buried in her voluptuous body: to others, Yeon Du-na looked high school age at most. A freshman!
"Wh-What? Still misunderstanding me? She's older than you—Ow! Ear! Hurts, Yu-ra! Aaa!"
"Follow me."
Soon, interrogation at the kitchen table. Pomi and I sat side by side, heads down. Across, Yu-ra in her outing clothes glared coldly.
"Name."
"Huh?"
"Na-me."
"Ye-Yeon Du-na."
"Age."
"Twenty-four."
"Tw-Twenty-fouur? Three years older than me... S-So? What's your relationship?"
"Bestie's little sis..."
"Ha! Hitting on your friend's sister now?"
No words.
"How long you known her?"
"Eighteen years."
"What?"
"N-Not cursing, known her about eighteen years."
"What'd you two do today? ...Pomi, go to your room."
"U-Ung."
"Peek through walls and sis'll punish you!"
Sulky Pomi stood, gave me pitying eyes for being left alone, then snuck to her room eyeing Yu-ra, closing the door.
Yu-ra watched till the end, then asked coldly.
"...So, you do it with that Du-na girl?"
"Huh? Th-That."
Glancing up, I saw Yu-ra's merciful smile. No lies allowed.
Might as well fess up since caught?
"Yeah, did... Eek!"
💥 JEALOUSY GAUGE 💥 [50/100]
[All stats of target Kim Yu-ra temporarily greatly increase.]
[Talent 'Obsession B' rank temporarily rises one level.]
"What'd I say before? I'd understand your excuses. Huh? What'd I say?"
"J-Just don't get caught."
After a cold glare, she spoke.
"Where'd you two do it."
"M-My room."
"Ohhh. Can't even talk to other guys, but you fuck another girl in our bed."
I desperately apologized.
"Yu-ra, sorry. Bringing her home was wrong. Wasn't on purpose. She just barged in."
"Call me a crybaby who cries if you curse any guy, but you fuck any girl who barges in?"
"C-Calm down..."
Crash!
"Eek!"
"In the room? Follow."
She shoved her chair back, stomped to my room, flung the door open.
Bang!
"Kyaaang!"
Pomi, ear to door eavesdropping, toppled over rolling.
"U-Uu."
Shaking her head, she met Yu-ra's cold gaze from above.
"S-Sowwy."
Shiver, shiver.
After staring at trembling Pomi, Yu-ra spoke.
"Pomi... go to the other room."
"Y-Yes, yees."
Pomi waddled to the small room.
Yu-ra sniffed.
"Sniiff, sniff. Haa. You... and that bitch's scent."
Dude, don't. You're scary like that.
She turned to me standing politely behind, hands clasped.
"Blanket? Cleaned?"
"I-In inventory..."
"Bastard. At least scared? Pisses me off knowing you'd do this. Annoying."
She gritted her teeth.
💥 JEALOUSY GAUGE 💥 [100/100]
['Strength' of target Kim Yu-ra further increases.]
[Talent 'Legendary Vessel A' rank temporarily rises one level.]
[Kink 'Yandere (Low)' and 'Jealousy Fetish (Mid)' ranks temporarily rise one level.]
[Kink 'Masochism (Low)' temporarily changes to 'Sadism (Low)'.]
Should I Invisibility and bolt?
Staring blankly at the scary updating alerts, Yu-ra beckoned.
"Come here."
"Uh, yeah?"
"Didn't hear? Come do exactly what you did to her. What'd you say? 'I love you'?"
"Uh, uhh."
"Say it quick. Did you say you love her?"
"Y-Yes. Gack!"
Grabbed by the collar!
"Huff, huff. Again? What else? Tell me everything. Every whisper to her!"
"Yu-Yu-ra, mmph! Mmph!"
Roughly pinned by Yu-ra.
After, I had to relive every loving whisper, caress, position with Yeon Du-na.
Jealousy maxed Yu-ra was insane. That passion, power, madness! Plus Legendary Vessel hit S-rank—barely eased my dick and cum leaked nonstop.
I had S-rank stamina too, but skills on Yeon Du-na drained it; soon depleted, became Yu-ra's meat vibe only.
Slam, thrust, thrust, plunge, plunge!
"Ack! Ngh, Yu-ra, cumming again!"
Twitch, twitch.
"Haaang! Choi Jun-young, like it? Huh? I'm better than her, right?"
"Ngh. You're the best of mine. So stop... Ang!"
Squelch, squelch.
Even clenching anus mid-cum, her merciless pounding continued.
Shaking from pleasure, grinning madly like a goblin, slamming nonstop—I recalled that internet article.
[In China, a PE teacher had sex 1,000 times in 100 honeymoon days with his 5-years-older wife, became impotent.]
"Ah, nooo. Stop!"
Thrust, thrust.
"Hah, hah. Love you, bro. Hah."
"Ugh, Yu-ra. Bro's dry now..."
"Ang, say you love me!"
"Sniff. Love you too..."
My final death rattle ignored; squeezed dry all day after.