Mom and Seunghee's Service: Immediate Return to the Hideout
I used the Immediate Return to the Hideout function for the first time. It was surprisingly convenient. The moment I closed my eyes and opened them again, I was standing right in front of the hideout door. This instant-return feature must have been unlocked when my Metapia Terminal leveled up. One tap and you're instantly teleported to your destination—it really did feel like something straight out of a game. Of course, convenience came with a catch: a twenty-four-hour cooldown. I'd have to use it carefully. I had a strong feeling that one day I'd forget about the cooldown and find myself in a critical situation where I couldn't activate it.
Knock knock.
After making sure no one was around, I rapped on the door.
"Mom. It's me. Can you open the door?"
I heard movement from inside the steel door. Was I that easy to read? I'd need to be more cautious next time.
"...Changjae?"
"Yes."
Mom's voice answered, and the door opened immediately. Maybe it was time to set up a password.
"Are you okay? You're not hurt anywhere, are you?"
"Welcome back, oppa."
Mom and Seunghee came out to greet me right away.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm going to wash up first. I sweated a lot out there."
"Oh. Okay."
Even though I tried to force a smile, it wouldn't come. To hide my downcast expression, I practically fled into the shower room.
"Ha..."
The mirror in the shower room reflected a pathetic face staring back at me.
"Oppa? Are you okay? Did something happen?"
Seunghee's worried voice drifted through the door. Both she and Mom must have seen my face. It was only natural they'd be concerned.
"...No. I'm fine. I'll be out soon after I shower. Sorry."
It frustrated me that I couldn't control my own emotions. I tossed my combat uniform into the washing machine and stepped into the shower stall.
Shaaaaaaa.
I let the cold water pour over me. Today, it felt like ice against my skin.
That woman... the foreign mother and her son. We'd barely exchanged a few words. I hadn't even gotten a proper look at their faces. I didn't even know their names. So why did the memory stick in my throat like a fishbone?
Was it because we shared the same situation—a mother and son dragged together to this island? What would happen to that mother now? Would she die? Or survive? If she died, it might be by suicide, or maybe from illness or an accident. Or perhaps she wouldn't die at all and would try to bring her son back to life. In that case, she'd need a man to farm coins. The most obvious choice would be me, since we'd already made contact once. Or she might search for a third survivor she hadn't discovered yet. But no matter which path she took, the fact remained that she'd have to give herself to some unknown man. That truth pressed down on me like a weight.
Because that mother and son didn't feel like strangers to me, it hit even harder.
If I died, then Mom would...
"Hoo."
It was cold. The water washed away the filth eating at my heart from head to toe. It's okay. I'm okay. I repeated the words like a mantra throughout the shower, hypnotizing myself so my heart wouldn't waver.
"It was definitely something serious."
While Changjae was in the shower, the women had begun their own strategy meeting. The atmosphere surrounding him when he returned from outside had been far from normal.
"Maybe oppa started a new family out there..."
"No way."
Seunghee had launched into her reasoning with a deadly serious expression. Seolryeong wasn't quick to agree with her.
"It was definitely a young woman's voice. The fact that oppa secretly followed her proves he had another purpose."
"Another purpose?"
"He gave her medicine, didn't he? Knowing oppa's personality, he wouldn't make a losing deal. That woman said she'd repay the favor, so the only way she can make up for the coins spent on that medicine is one thing."
"B-but..."
Seunghee's persistent arguments were beginning to shake Seolryeong's heart.
"He secretly follows the woman and says, 'I gave you the medicine, so pay with your body!'..."
"...!"
"'Ahh, please don't do this. I need to get back quickly for my sick son.' 'Hey, stay still!' 'Then at least finish it quickly!'"
"T-that's possible...!"
Seunghee's disturbingly realistic acting was drawing Seolryeong deeper and deeper into the scenario.
"And when he actually tries it... it feels better than expected, so..."
As Seunghee spoke, her shoulders gradually slumped with depression. For Seolryeong, this wasn't someone else's problem.
"T-then what do we do? What should we do?"
"Well..."
Whisper whisper.
The two of them quietly began plotting a plan to win back Changjae's heart.
"...Oh dear."
Main Partner's Jealousy Lv. 3 Achieved.
Coin acquisition amount increases by 30% when engaging in relations with the Main Partner.
After finishing my shower, I checked my Metapia Terminal and saw the message waiting there. Strange. I hadn't done anything that should have triggered jealousy this time. What could it possibly be about??
...Hmm.
The cold water had left my body chilled. I needed some warmth. No matter how much I thought about it, I'd never understand a woman's heart anyway. Whatever the reason was, the only thing left to do in a situation like this was apologize.
"I'm sorry, Mom. I..."
The moment I stepped out of the shower room, ready to apologize, the words died in my throat.
Mom and Seunghee were waiting on the bed wearing nothing but lingerie.
"Uh..."
Seunghee was dressed in cute ivory-colored underwear, while Mom wore a flashy red lingerie set. The contrast was striking. Truthfully, we had long passed the stage where seeing each other in underwear would cause any real reaction. Lately, the three of us being intimate together had become routine. But today, both women radiated an inexplicable aura of determination. I was completely overpowered by it.
"U-um, Mom?"
"Come here, Changjae. And didn't we agree you'd call me Mom?"
"Ah... yes, Mom."
Caught off guard, I walked over and sat on the bed between them.
"Mom, what's going on? I thought you said you'd never wear that underwear."
The lingerie Mom had on was a bright red, seductive piece. I'd bought it because I thought it would suit her. But she'd insisted it was too vulgar and refused to wear it no matter what. Since I wasn't going to force her, I'd put it away for the time being. So why was she wearing it today?
"It's a service."
Mom slid closer to my side, smiling shyly as she linked her arm with mine. The soft, warm pressure of her breasts pressed against me.
"A service?"
"Yes. A service for our hardworking Changjae. You had a tough day, didn't you?"
"Huh? Well... yeah..."
There was no way Mom could know what had happened today. Had my expression really been that obvious?
"Today we'll be the ones serving you, so just relax and let us take care of everything, oppa."
This time Seunghee linked her arm with my other side. I felt the modest pressure of her smaller chest against my arm. She even gave me an awkward wink that didn't quite suit her. I had no idea where she'd learned that from.
"That's right. Just stay still, Changjae. Mom and Seunghee will do everything."
"Uh... okay."
Then Mom and Seunghee joined hands and began stripping off my clothes. In the blink of an eye, I was completely naked.
"Alright, Changjae. Why don't you lie face down?"
"Like this?"
I obediently lay face down as instructed. Then Mom climbed onto my back. What kind of play was this? Her plump ass and thighs pressing against me felt good, but...
"Changjae, relax your body."
She began massaging my shoulders with rather weak, unskilled hands.
"Sir~? Your calves are so tense~."
Seunghee, in charge of my lower body, started kneading my calves with her small hands.
...Hmm. What was this feeling?
Sex was one thing, but this felt like doing something we definitely shouldn't be doing. In a different way.
"Mom? This is something I should be doing for you..."
"Shh. Changjae, don't say anything. Just stay still."
When Mom put it like that, I couldn't say a word.
"Hup, hup."
Seunghee continued diligently massaging my legs.
"Changjae, does it feel good?"
Mom asked with a hint of hopeful expectation in her voice.
"...Yes. It feels nice. Really good."
It was a languid feeling. I could tell both of them were doing their best, but their strength was so weak that the massage itself wasn't particularly effective. At this point, it felt less like a massage and more like foreplay. Yeah. It was definitely foreplay. My cock was in complete agreement.
"...Um, Mom."
"Hm? Where else should we massage?"
I wanted a different kind of service more than a massage.
"In that case."
"Oh my."
Still pinned beneath Mom, I flipped my body over. After she regained her balance from the sudden movement, she ended up sitting on my stomach, facing me directly.
"Give me a service kiss, Mom."
Looking up at Mom from below was quite a sight. Especially those large breasts. Combined with the sexy lingerie, the impact was incredible.
"I can't do anything with you."
Mom smiled and leaned down. Her hips rested on my stomach, both hands braced on my chest as she brought her lips to mine.
Chuu.
Right now I was the one receiving service. I closed my eyes, parted my lips slightly, and accepted Mom's kiss.
"Mmm, chup, chuup, chup."
Over the past week, Mom had become quite familiar with acts between men and women. Her kisses had grown skillful enough that she was the one sliding her tongue into my mouth first.
"Slurp, lick."
Mom licked and sucked at the inside of my mouth. Ahh. This was definitely better. A massage wasn't bad, but this was what I wanted. A kiss filled with Mom's affection.
"Um, what about me..."
Seunghee, who had been massaging my legs, had lost her job after I changed positions and was now wandering around aimlessly. I reached out, grabbed her head, and pressed her face against my erect cock.
"Ah, mm, geez~. I get it, I get it."
Even though she complained, Seunghee obediently began kissing my cock. She probably wanted this too. After all, Seunghee loved my cock more than anything.
"Slurp, sluuuurp."
"Chuuup, chup, chuup..."
For a while, the sounds of Mom and Seunghee sucking filled the hideout. It was a peaceful afternoon.