Chapter 210
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 210
Si-woo took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart, before stepping inside the house.
Se-hee Noona followed close behind, Si-woo’s jacket draped over her shoulders once again.
As soon as they stepped into the entryway, he noticed several pairs of shoes on the floor. They were shoes that hadn't been there when he and Se-hee Noona left the house yesterday.
It seemed his mother and Se-young weren't the only ones home; they had guests.
Judging by the shoes, it looked like Aunt Seon-ju and Su-a were over.
Si-woo had been bracing himself for a serious three-way confrontation between himself, Se-hee Noona, and his mother. He hadn't expected other family members to be present.
However, the familiar presence of the guests in the house made him feel a slight sense of relief, easing his tension.
"Mom! We’re home!"
Si-woo kicked off his shoes and called out boldly, announcing their arrival.
As he stepped into the living room, he saw Aunt Seon-ju sitting at the dining table.
"Si-woo! Se-hee! Welcome back! Did you guys have a good time?"
Aunt Seon-ju’s bright, cheerful voice rang out from the kitchen table where she sat facing the entrance. She greeted Si-woo and Se-hee Noona with a warm, welcoming smile.
Her shoulder-length hair, styled in a lively body perm with the ends flicked outward, perfectly complemented her vibrant expression.
She was wearing a plain pink tank top that accentuated her breasts and a pair of blue hot pants. Aunt Seon-ju’s outfit revealed far more skin than it covered.
Her breasts looked as if they might spill out at any moment, and her smooth thighs were on full display—a sight that struck Si-woo as incredibly provocative.
"Oh... Aunt Seon-ju, you were here?"
Si-woo greeted her, feeling a bit awkward. Beside him, Se-hee Noona flushed red and silently bowed her head toward Aunt Seon-ju.
"Yep! I thought your mom might be lonely, so I brought the kids over. Hehe!" Aunt Seon-ju said playfully.
"Oppa, you're back! Hehe~"
Se-young, who had been playing in front of the living room TV with Su-a, also greeted him happily. Perhaps because their mother was present, she didn't run over to hug him like she usually did. Instead, she stayed where she was, beaming at him.
"S-Si-woo Oppa... Se-hee Unnie... hello."
Su-a, who was playing beside Se-young, also gave them a shy greeting.
"But Si-woo, what happened to your face? Did you get into a fight?"
Aunt Seon-ju spoke up, looking surprised as she noticed the injuries on Si-woo’s face.
If she had been in contact with Teacher Oh Ye-rin, she should have known he was hurt. Yet, Aunt Seon-ju was making a fuss as if she were trying to draw someone else's attention to it.
"Ah... there was a bit of trouble, but it's all settled now," Si-woo replied nonchalantly, gently touching his swollen face with his palm.
"What? Si-woo, you're hurt? What happened to your face?! What's going on!"
His mother, who had been busy in the kitchen, rushed into the living room after overhearing the conversation.
She was wearing an oversized purple T-shirt and a grey flare skirt that reached below her knees, with a cooking apron tied over it. It looked like she was in the middle of preparing breakfast.
She looked like any ordinary mother in her daily routine—as if she had never slept with Si-woo, never left the house with Se-young, and never exchanged those explicit text messages with him.
Seeing his mother’s usual appearance and reaction, Si-woo felt his tension evaporate completely.
"Ah, Mom! Are you making breakfast? Haha... something happened yesterday, but it’s no big deal."
Si-woo smiled at her, stroking the bruised areas of his face as if it were nothing.
"It is a big deal!"
His mother approached him, inspecting the wounds with a worried expression.
"And Se-hee?"
She looked at Se-hee Noona, who was hiding behind Si-woo like a criminal.
"I... I'm not hurt, Mom. Si-woo says he's okay now, too..."
Se-hee Noona avoided her mother's gaze, answering in a way that tried to downplay the situation to avoid getting scolded.
"Okay, my foot! Your skin is all torn up! You should have been more careful!"
His mother raised her voice, sounding genuinely upset.
"We need to disinfect this and apply medicine right away!" she said, touching the area around Si-woo’s injuries.
"Ugh... Mom... I'm fine even if you leave it alone..."
Despite the slight pain from her touch, Si-woo felt a strange sense of relief.
"No! It’ll get infected if we don't treat it. Si-woo, come in here!"
Taking the lead, his mother started leading him toward the master bedroom.
Dazed by the suddenness of the reunion, Si-woo followed her into the room. Her firm tone and attitude left him with no choice but to comply.
The resolve he’d had before entering the house—the determination to silence her even if he had to rape her—seemed to have vanished entirely.
Had she forgotten the memory of being held by him as a woman? What about the countless instances of dirty talk they had exchanged on their smartphones?
* * *
His mother had Si-woo sit on the bed after he followed her into the master bedroom.
She went to the vanity, opened a drawer, and pulled out a first-aid kit containing disinfectant, bandages, and ointment.
Through the half-open door, the faint sounds of Se-hee Noona and Aunt Seon-ju talking in the kitchen, along with Se-young and Su-a’s voices in the living room, drifted in.
"You should have been more careful. Did you fight? How did this happen?"
His mother spoke with frustration as she spread the first-aid kit out on the bed.
"Yeah... well... I got into a bit of a scuffle with some older guys I met yesterday... but it's all over now, Mom."
Si-woo answered cautiously, worried she might get angry about the fight.
"Goodness... look at my handsome son's face. What if it leaves a scar?"
Though she sounded upset and annoyed, she began applying disinfectant to the wounds on his face.
"Ouch!... Ah!"
Like a child in front of his mother, Si-woo let out a short cry of pain without realizing it. Every time the povidone-soaked gauze touched his face, he felt a sharp, stinging sensation.
He felt a bit embarrassed for making such a sound in front of her.
After finishing with the disinfectant, his mother took his chin in both hands, pursed her lips, and blew gently on the wounds. "Fuuu~"
As she leaned in slightly, the deep cleavage between her full breasts became visible through the neck of her loose purple T-shirt.
The combination of her cool, soothing breath and the visual stimulation sent a lewd thrill through Si-woo.
With every breath she blew on his face, his cock began to swell rapidly.
Since he had already ejaculated during the oral session with Se-hee Noona in the park restroom, he hadn't felt the need to hide his crotch with his jacket when he entered the house. Instead, he had given the jacket to Se-hee Noona so she could hide the semen stains on her pink dress.
He hadn't expected his mother to start treating his wounds and blowing on his face, let alone showing him her cleavage...
* * *
His mother’s knees were nearly brushing against his.
She remained leaned in close, her lips inches from his face as she continued to blow on the wounds. She was so close that if he reached out, he could have easily grabbed her buttocks.
In a moment, when she pulled away, she was bound to notice his erect member.
Si-woo didn't feel like hiding it with his hands. Rather, he was curious to see how she would react once she discovered his erection.
As if her breath tickled, Si-woo leaned his upper body back slightly, bracing himself with his hands on the bed.
By now, his cock was fully erect, straining against the front of his trousers as if it might tear through them.
His mother finished disinfecting and went to reach for the ointment and bandages, but she suddenly flinched as she pulled back.
However, she acted as if nothing was wrong, squeezing some ointment onto a fresh cotton swab and reaching out to apply it to his tilted face.
She seemed to be trying her best to ignore his erection.
The atmosphere between Si-woo and his mother had shifted into something strangely reversed.
"Are you back for good with Se-young?"
Si-woo asked, making no effort to hide his penis, even thrusting his pelvis forward provocatively.
"Huh?... Y-yes...!"
His mother replied while continuing to apply the ointment.
"Tonight..."
Si-woo stared straight into her eyes and let the word hang there, creating a heavy, meaningful silence.
"Wh-what?!"
His mother’s body trembled in a startled reaction to his words.
"I just need to come to your room to get Se-young, like I did before, right?"
Si-woo finished the sentence as if it were a perfectly normal question, completing the thought he had teased her with.
"Ah... yes... r-right!"
Flustered by his mischievous wordplay, his mother stammered her response.
In a house with her sister and the children, with only a half-open door between them and the rest of the family... she clearly hadn't expected Si-woo to tease her like this while sporting a blatant erection.
She hurriedly finished applying the ointment to his face and reached for a bandage with hands that trembled from nerves.