Chapter 380 (Se-young)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 380 (Se-young)
(Future Se-young)
"Haaah...!"
Se-young let out a suppressed moan, her body curling inward once again.
"Why? Does it bother you?"
Si-woo spoke while watching Se-young, who was desperately trying to keep her collar hidden from view.
"Ye... yes..."
Se-young nodded reluctantly, as if forced to agree with Si-woo's words.
"Are you afraid you'll run into someone you know?"
Si-woo questioned her as if he were interrogating her for no reason.
Unable to find her voice to answer, Se-young nodded urgently.
—Her thighs were pressed tightly together, her hands covering her groin...—
"That's not... a proper answer, is it?"
Si-woo spoke in a mischievous, scolding tone.
As he did, he reached for his smartphone screen and set the vibration intensity to medium-high.
—Bzzzzzzzzzzzt!
The sound of the vibration echoing from Se-young's groin grew louder and more violent.
Se-young immediately collapsed into a crouching position, her knees buckling.
"Y-yes... you're right... Oppa, haah...! I'm afraid... I'll see someone I know... hngh...!"
Se-young answered Si-woo, her voice hitching with gasping moans.
Hearing her answer, Si-woo lowered the vibration intensity back to a weak level.
"Friends? Or maybe a teacher? Neighbors who might recognize your face?"
Si-woo continued his questioning, almost as if he were doing it on purpose.
"Yes... yes... f-friends... haah..."
Se-young answered quickly, as if terrified that Si-woo might raise the intensity of the vibrator again.
"Friends...? Do you have any close friends besides Su-a? People you hang out with or play with during breaks..."
Si-woo asked a mundane question, the kind an older brother might ask his younger sister.
—A question about school life that felt entirely out of place while tormenting his sister with a vibrator.—
"B-besides Su-a?... Yeah... I don't hang out with them all the time... but there are some girls I'm close with..."
Se-young answered while looking up at Si-woo from her crouched position.
Despite the absurdity of the situation, she responded to Si-woo's questions without any hint of resistance.
"Who?"
Si-woo continued to press her, following up on her answer.
"Dami, Jia... and Ha-yun...?"
As if playing along with Si-woo's game of pretending to have a normal conversation, Se-young counted them off on her fingers as she answered.
"Dami, Jia, and Ha-yun? Have I seen them before?"
Si-woo repeated the names he didn't recognize, asking as if to confirm.
"No... I don't think you've ever talked to them. They're girls I go to the magic academy with. We've gotten closer at school recently, too. Mom and Aunt Seon-ju probably know them..."
Se-young answered, resting her hands on her knees while still crouched.
As she spoke about her friends, a faint, delicate smile seemed to brush across her face for a moment.
The magic academy... and the fact that Mom and Aunt Seon-ju would know them made Si-woo flinch inwardly.
To anyone else, Se-young's words would have sounded like nothing special.
However, Si-woo felt a certain disharmony—a chilling sense of disconnection—in Se-young's words and expression.
It was a strange sense of alienation and detachment he had been feeling from Se-young for some time now.
Ever since the parent-teacher consultation, Si-woo had a vague suspicion that the source of this alienation might be related to a person named Yoo Ye-na.
And last night, Si-woo finally found evidence that turned that suspicion into a conviction.
The Slave Ledger and photos he had discovered in Se-jin Noona's room.
Inside that ledger file, Si-woo had found Teacher Yoo Ye-na's Slave Contract.
—Along with photos that looked like family portraits... taken with his father when they were young...—
Now, Si-woo was strongly convinced that Se-young's occasional strange remarks and behavior were directly linked to Teacher Yoo Ye-na.
To Si-woo, Se-young's mention of her close friends from the magic academy and the fact that Mom and Aunt Seon-ju knew them could never sound ordinary.
'Maybe... just maybe...' Si-woo's mind began to spin with a mix of anticipation and chilling delusions.
A horrifying fantasy that the students attending that academy might be entering into the same kind of incestuous or master-slave relationships that Si-woo's family practiced...
Perhaps Se-young was subtly revealing this fact, as if she had been waiting for Si-woo to interrogate her.
Revealing the existence of the numerous slaves listed in the ledger and the children those slaves had borne...
Se-young braced her hands on her knees and began to straighten her waist to stand up from her crouched position.
A faint smile, as if she had regained her composure, played on her lips...
Si-woo's penis throbbed violently, as if it were about to burst through his clothes.
For a moment, a powerful urge surged in Si-woo's chest—an urge to shove Se-young down right there and plow into her like a beast until she truly submitted.
His sisters... Mom... Se-young's friends... and Teacher Yoo Ye-na...
A myriad of delusions involving those female bodies swirled in his head.
But soon, remembering that he was currently in the middle of the street near their house, Si-woo barely managed to pull his desires and emotions back together.
"Hey... about Teacher Yoo Ye-na at the magic academy..."
Si-woo opened his mouth to cautiously ask another question.
—Ding!
Just as Si-woo was trying to grasp a clue to the secret by continuing the suspicious conversation with Se-young, a smartphone notification rang out.
It was a message sent to the group chat by Aunt Seon-ju.
* * *
Si-woo switched the screen from the vibrator control app to the group chat window.
In the group chat, there was a thumbnail of a photo sent by Aunt Seon-ju.
Even in the small thumbnail, Aunt Seon-ju looked incredibly lewd.
Si-woo tapped the thumbnail to view the full-sized photo.
In the photo, Aunt Seon-ju was staring straight at the camera with eyes that looked slightly dazed and exhausted.
Her luscious breasts were glistening, as if she hadn't had a chance to wipe away the fluids smeared on her body.
Her legs were spread wide toward the camera, flaunting her thick thighs and smooth curves.
She was using both hands to pull her groin apart, making her red labia clearly visible.
Aunt Seon-ju's face in the photo was still flushed.
Her body looked completely unkempt, and her nipples were standing stiff and erect.
It was clear that she had checked the message late while in the middle of her activities with Su-a and had rushed to take the photo before her excitement could even cool down.
Aunt Seon-ju's pussy hole was captured in the photo with its red inner flesh swollen and exposed, likely because it had accepted Si-woo's heavy and monstrous cock just dozens of minutes ago.
Seeing that both of Aunt Seon-ju's hands were occupied holding her pussy open, Si-woo immediately realized that Su-a was the one who had taken the photo.
Si-woo was once again amazed by Aunt Seon-ju, who could strike such an obscene and humiliating pose and give such a seductive look toward her own daughter holding the camera.
Forgetting for a moment that he was in the middle of a conversation with Se-young, Si-woo lost himself in admiring Aunt Seon-ju's lewd photo.
—Ding!
Next, a message from Su-a arrived.
Si-woo closed Aunt Seon-ju's photo and immediately checked Su-a's.
It was an obscene photo of Su-a, likely taken by Aunt Seon-ju herself.
In the photo, Su-a was lying on her back, her face flushed as she turned her head away from the camera.
A mysterious liquid was glistening and dripping around Su-a's lips.
Si-woo could tell instantly that the liquid had come from Aunt Seon-ju's pussy.
Su-a's legs were shyly spread toward the camera, revealing her labia.
Behind her groin, Su-a's pert breasts were clearly visible.
Su-a, like her mother, had her nipples standing tall on her firm breasts.
Now, every slave except for one had sent photos of their breasts and pussy.
The one person who had yet to fulfill Si-woo's command...
Si-woo felt a bit puzzled.
Mom and Se-hee Noona should be at home together right now...
Se-hee Noona had already sent a full-body photo of herself, which looked like it had been taken by Mom.
It would have been natural for Mom's photo to be taken and sent immediately after...
However, the number '1' next to Si-woo's command to send photos of their breasts and pussy had not disappeared.
Contrary to Si-woo's expectation that Mom and Se-hee Noona would have been the first to check his command, Mom hadn't even read the message yet.
Did something happen? There were times when she checked the message and didn't reply, but it was rare for her not to check it at all...
With those thoughts, Si-woo looked at Se-young standing beside him.
Se-young seemed to be checking the photos of Aunt Seon-ju and Su-a sent to the group chat, just like Si-woo.
When Si-woo looked at her, Se-young took her eyes off her smartphone screen and looked up at him.
Even though she must have seen the same photos as Si-woo, Se-young wore an innocent expression, as if she knew absolutely nothing.