Chapter 109: Side Story - Mother (30)
Chapter 109: Side Story - Mother (30)
“Have you ever been to a theme park... I mean, have you ever gone?”
Morning arrived, and by the time the ryokan served their traditional Japanese breakfast, the mother and son were acting exactly as they had promised—spending their time more like lovers than parent and child.
To put it differently, they had begun an intimate meal while sitting across from each other in their room.
Even his recent correction was for that reason. He had started speaking to her as he usually did to his mother, only to remember that he had agreed to call her Seon-mi and speak to her like a boyfriend.
Lee Seon-mi, well aware of the reason, suppressed the rising dissatisfaction and the maternal lectures she felt she should give, and faced her son.
“No. I was always busy whenever I went to Japan or the United States. Even when I did rest, it was always near the performance venue.”
“Where did you usually go?”
“...A jazz bar?”
The way his mother tilted her head as if she wasn't quite sure gave her son the impression that she was cute and lovely.
He never imagined he would live to feel such emotions toward his mother, but there was no helping what he already felt.
In vulgar terms, it was an affection born from their physical intimacy, a love manifested through twisted family bonds.
Kang Yu-jin decided to accept it as his own and spoke honestly.
“You went there yourself and you don't even remember? That’s cute.”
“...Calling your mother cute.”
“You’re my mother, but you’re also my girlfriend. Or do you hate it? Should I go back to using formal speech?”
“Forget it. It’s not that I hate it.”
That gave Kang Yu-jin a certain amount of leeway.
Calling his mother cute, playing pranks on her—these were actions the old Kang Yu-jin wouldn't have dreamed of.
This side of him wasn't bad for Lee Seon-mi either.
In fact, when she had vaguely dreamed of building a harmonious family in the distant future as a young girl, this was the kind of ideal family interaction she had envisioned.
‘...Though I didn't exactly envision incest.’
Still, to some extent, it was the dynamic she had hoped for. A mother and son joking around comfortably and speaking casually. She felt a bit of regret, not knowing how her son had ended up using such formal language with her in the first place, but inwardly, she felt good.
And her son knew it.
“Seon-mi.”
“...Yes.”
His mother answered with a somewhat awkward response. Kang Yu-jin looked at her and said,
“You look like you’re in a good mood.”
He didn't mean the "good mood" one mentions while tangling bodies in bed. Lee Seon-mi’s eyes widened.
“You really are my son, after all.”
She gave a response that no one but Kang Yu-jin could have understood instantly.
It was a reaction that made his crotch twitch for a moment. Once he understood the meaning, the excitement of the relationship's depravity washed over him anew.
To put her words simply:
It was praise for the fact that, because he was her son, he could accurately grasp the mood of his mother, Lee Seon-mi.
It was something that made him acutely aware of their mother-son bond. Kang Yu-jin desperately suppressed the surging excitement and moved his chopsticks to eat some fish.
“I’m your son and your boyfriend. I should know how my woman feels.”
The son spoke desperately, blushing as if wondering if his words were a bit too cheesy, while the mother watched him as if he were adorable. Their relationship left a lingering aftertaste for both of them—a complex flavor that couldn't be defined in a single word.
Even the fact that they had no intention of hiding their mother-son bond was part of it.
While acknowledging she was his mother, they also didn't hide their romantic relationship. At first glance, it seemed like an attempt to have the best of both worlds, but in reality, beneath the surface, there was a struggle toward an even deeper sense of depravity.
“Do you like this? Until now, I thought you’d hate it if I spoke informally because it’s disrespectful.”
“...Do I look like the kind of person who cares about etiquette?”
“Yes. Very much so.”
Lee Seon-mi blinked as if she were the only one who didn't know. Seeing his mother like that, her son let out a laugh, clearly finding her lovely.
“Then even after we go back... keep speaking informally to me?”
Lee Seon-mi agonized over those words. The fear that Yu-ri might notice, and the longing to change their existing relationship to become closer as a family.
Furthermore, the thirst for desire and affection hidden behind that intimacy—which she herself could no longer avoid—held her captive.
Eventually.
“Yes... When it’s just the two of us... do it like you are now.”
She lowered her tail to her son, choosing to be subjugated.
She wanted to feel more of that pleasant pressure she felt every time her son’s weight pressed down on her body when they joined together last night.
He was her son, and she was his mother.
She had the awareness that she was doing this to save her son, but more than that, now that she was in such a relationship with him, she no longer wanted to deny her own desires.
It was she herself who should become a "wife," not her desires that should be "denied."
“I will, Seon-mi.”
His mother felt her heart race at those words.
After finishing their meal, they leisurely changed clothes in front of each other.
While changing, she even helped relieve her son’s urges.
“How do I look?”
“Beautiful.”
“Is there anything else you want me to wear?”
“...If I asked you to wear sexy lingerie, would you?”
“Yes, I’ll wear it for you.”
She accepted her son’s blatant displays of possessiveness and desire, and after finishing their preparations, they headed out.
The schedule that followed was essentially no different from what had been planned.
Going on a date with her son. A romantic date that a mother and son should never have.
Holding hands and walking in close contact was a given.
Whenever the opportunity arose, she helped satisfy her son’s needs. Sometimes it was direct, sometimes indirect.
In the end, it was always resolved through her hands, her mouth, or sometimes by shedding a layer of clothing herself.
It seemed as though not a shred of purity remained in their relationship.
However.
‘Both my son and I are happy. Isn't that enough?’
Lee Seon-mi had reached the point where she thought that if it felt good, it was good.
“Son.”
“Yeah?”
“Are you having fun?”
“Yeah, I am. My stamina is flagging a bit, though...”
Oops, did she squeeze him too dry? When Lee Seon-mi looked up at him worriedly, her son looked down and kissed his mother’s lips as if it were nothing.
The fact that he kissed her without hesitation, just as lovers would, even though there were people watching, meant their relationship had already reached a point of no return.
But what did it matter? She quietly placed her hand on her son’s cheek and gave him a kiss full of love. It was a kiss that made the femininity and affection within her surge—a feeling that seemed like it belonged to the distant past.
“I like dating Mom, too. And I did it because I wanted to, so don't say anything about me looking tired. If I’m not in the mood, I’ll tell you.”
“...I understand.”
“You tell me too, Mom, if you’re not in the mood.”
She couldn't answer those words honestly.
Setting aside the common sense of what kind of mother would tell her son she was in the mood, she had nothing else to say.
At first, she hated the very idea of doing it with her son and was never in the mood.
But now that she was used to it, honest with her desires, and had developed romantic feelings for him, she couldn't say that there was ever a moment she wasn't in the mood.
Wouldn't that be far too embarrassing? Lee Seon-mi simply nodded, and her son led her along to continue their date.
Before stopping by the theme park, they bought the sexy lingerie her son wanted at an adult shop, along with various other items.
Carrying those bags, they entered the theme park and checked into the resort.
By the time they dropped off their luggage and came back out, it was a little past lunch. Since the day was still young, it was a time when one might hesitate to "do it" just yet.
So, unless her son was in the mood, she intended to simply enjoy the moment.
After all, this was a place she had wanted to visit.
Though her mind was filled with many thoughts, it was also true that she was having fun.
“Do you like this kind of stuff, Mom?”
“...Yes.”
“Then when you were little, before you became a ballerina, you must have imagined being a princess. That’s cute.”
“Don't tease me.”
“I’m not teasing. You’re really cute.”
“Oh, you.”
The theme park had more calm attractions designed for enjoying the atmosphere and setting rather than intense rides.
That tranquility allowed her to maintain this intimacy even while various thoughts crossed her mind.
It felt as if she were under a spell. The fact that she was here with her son as his lover—a place she had never even visited with her husband—struck her anew.
It was truly a strange realization.
How did things end up like this? What would be the end of this relationship?
What if the contraceptive pills she was taking failed and she suddenly got pregnant?
What about the eyes of the rest of the family and the world? What would happen to her son’s future? Many worries disturbed her peace of mind.
At the same time, the date with her son was incredibly enjoyable.
Throughout the rest of the trip, those worries never left her.
But the trip itself was fun.
To the point where she thought she’d like to come back again.
Perhaps, in the future, there would be many more "filial piety trips" where she would come alone with her son.
She had faithfully carried out what she needed to do on this trip.
Time passed, and on the day they were to return, Lee Seon-mi, who had woken up first to get ready, saw a translucent message window flickering over her reflection in the mirror—over her glowing skin and her face that looked both vibrant and somewhat melancholy.
[100/100]
The message written before it was no longer important. Well, it was important, but...
Realizing that the final count had been achieved yesterday, while she wore the crotchless lingerie and acted coquettishly for her son, she swallowed hard.
[!Quest Complete!]
[Reward: ‘Social Perception Modification for Kang Yu-jin, Military Exemption’ Reward Quest Unlocked]
[The progress of this quest includes circumstances prior to the opening of the status window.]
The message changed. The message that had forced her to entwine herself with her son and throw everything away to save him was finally changing.
[!Unlocked Quest!]
[!This quest can be performed by unlocking it through the completion of certain quests!]
An unlocked quest.
Her eyes trembled slightly. She wondered what on earth she had to do now for her son’s military exemption and survival.
Accept her son’s filthiest desires?
Or this time, would it be something involving Yu-ri, Yu-min, or Yu-dam?
She tried desperately to erase the ominous imaginations that intentionally surfaced.
[Get pregnant with the child of your son, Kang Yu-jin 0/1]
[Reward: Change existing pregnancy to multiple pregnancy, military exemption possible through this]
The quest window lightly trampled over her agony.
“...Ah.”
At the reality that the possibility she had feared had come true, Lee Seon-mi let out a low groan of lamentation.