Graduation. Just Moved In?

The setting of this novel is a parallel-dimension Earth.

A woman in a black suit jacket and white blouse—though her lower half was a mess of love juices.

I had already sensed there was a woman spying on us. I had simply been focusing on Emily without taking any particular action, only to discover it was So Mi-jin.

Even as Yu-ra tore into her own mother, the woman just stared blankly at me. All I could do was laugh.

Perverts… damn, there really are a lot of perverts…

“Oh, for crying out loud…”

“Mom. Master is a generous man. If you strip completely and kneel right now, he’ll probably fuck you with that ‘monster cock’ of his.”

Yu-ra squatted down beside the collapsed Mi-jin and whispered. Mi-jin swallowed hard and began unbuttoning her suit.

Short hair, sharp eyes, a slender jaw—she didn’t look exactly like Yu-ra, yet somehow they resembled each other. And she was far more beautiful than Yu-ra. Of course, if she were younger.

On top of that, wealth practically radiated from her face.

I liked the short hair, the large eyes, and that sharp nose bridge. Still, remembering what this woman had done to me, I paused to consider how to handle her.

Hmm… my anger’s mostly cooled off…

I no longer had any lingering attachment to Korea University.

It was true that Mi-jin’s schemes had kept me out of ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Korea University, but after abusing Yun-hui and Ji-yeon—no, especially Ji-yeon—most of that rage had burned away.

And now that I had graduated, I found myself wondering whether it was even right to stay chained to the past.

Besides, Yu-ra basically took most of her mother’s punishment for her…

If I had met her before summoning Yun-hui and putting her through hell, I probably would have shown her the absolute limits of pain the way I had with Ju-ae… but I didn’t feel like wasting mental energy on a woman who was going to become a bitch anyway.

I pulled my cock free of Emily’s body with a wet schlick and caressed her.

“Emily. That was incredible.”

“Yes. I’ll go to Jeong-mi now. And you know, right? You have to come to the new address.”

“Yeah.”

Emily kissed me, then I watched her start putting her clothes back on. I walked over to the refrigerator in the chairman’s office and opened it.

Fortunately there was bottled water. I pulled one out and gulped it down.

Mi-jin was pretty enough, but she still fell short of Jeong-mi, Hyeon-ju, Eun-hui, or Yu-ri.

If Yu-ra hadn’t been standing right there, would I even have wanted this woman?

Or if the thirst for revenge hadn’t been there, would I have wanted her?

I shook my head.

When I turned around, Mi-jin was already on her knees, staring blankly at my cock.

As I slowly approached, she flinched.

Emily smirked, whispered something to Yu-ra, and left. Yu-ra grinned and began undressing Mi-jin from behind.

“Hmm… I’ve got a lot of women already. Why should I take in a middle-aged woman like you, Mi-jin? Want to try selling yourself?”

I dropped onto the arm of the sofa and asked.

Gulp.

Mi-jin’s eyes refused to leave my cock until my words made her lift her head. From the way her pupils rolled upward, she seemed to be trying to think of something.

The chairman’s office fell silent.

Only the sound of Yu-ra peeling off clothes remained.

“I… well… I’m Yu-ra’s mother, so mother and daughter together…”

She carefully opened her mouth while watching my expression. I nodded.

A mother-daughter double helping was definitely hot.

“And… I’m divorced, so together with Yu-ra…”

“Marriage registration?”

“Yes… that…”

“Hmm… not sure I really need to do that for you. Anyway, something else.”

I cut her off and dragged her back to reality once more.

Flustered, she stared into empty air again, trying to invent something new.

“I… I have a lot of inheritance coming. This school is mine, and Father has many buildings in Jongno and Gangnam.”

“Hmm… that means it’s not yours yet. And why should I take in a busy, troublesome woman?”

“I’ll sell the foundation. F-Father is scheduled to gift it to me this year. Then I’ll have hundreds of billions in assets.”

I was speechless.

My sense of money was about to disappear completely.

Hundreds of billions…

Even adding up all my assets and those of my women, I was poorer than just this one Mi-jin.

“Hmm… money, huh. Having it is nice.”

“Yes!!! And… I have one more daughter. As a condition for her independence, I get to choose her fiancé. So…”

“Huh?”

Crazy bitch.

I swallowed the curse that tried to slip out. Not from anger so much as pure shock.

I looked at Yu-ra, and she nodded.

“Master. I take more after Father, and my older sister takes more after Mom—and she’s prettier than Mom was when she was young.”

“Hmm… prettier than A-jeong?”

“That… no. She’s a little short of that. Even though she’s my sister.”

“A little” was a vague word, but the fact that my cock twitched was real.

A sister double helping, plus the mother-daughter package thrown in.

But I really should hold back on adding more women…

Even with the Penis Band, I still had to hold each of them myself at least once.

At this rate, just like I’d joked to Ji-yu, I was going to spend entire days with nothing but a hard cock, doing nothing but sex.

For now I stood and stepped closer to Mi-jin, who was still kneeling. The distance between my drooping glans and her face shrank until they nearly touched, and I watched her nostrils flare.

I reached out and rested my hand on her head.

“My name is Kim Ian. Don’t you feel anything?”

“Yes…? Kim Ian… Kim Ian… it sounds familiar…”

Instead of anger, pure ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠absurdity rose. She seemed to have completely forgotten about me; she couldn’t recall a thing.

“Ha… ridiculous. Tch. Fine. Say your name, my name, and that you’ll become my slave. Shout it.”

She was a bitch anyway.

And knowing Jeong-mi’s personality, once she learned the full story she would force her to eat shit the way she had with Yun-hui and the others. That would be enough revenge for me.

Graduation… and a partial revenge on Gi-hun and the rest.

I was in a good mood, so I wanted to brush most things off. In this moment I felt endlessly generous.

Of course, Hyeong-cheol and my maternal uncle’s family are a different story…

“I, So Mi-jin, will become Kim Ian’s slave.”

Time stopped, and there was nothing left to set for her. She was a bitch.

I gripped my cock—still smeared with Emily’s juices and my own semen—and waved it in front of her eyes.

Her pupils followed the cock, and her mouth occasionally twitched as it tracked the glans.

“Want to eat it?”

“Yes… am I allowed to call you Master too?”

“Yeah. You can hear the details from your daughter later.”

I gripped the tip of the glans and slowly lowered it. Her mouth opened to receive it.

Sharp eyes; when she closed them, the lashes were long and elegant. I hadn’t realized how large her eyes were until she opened them again.

And those particularly red lips parted slightly. I pressed the glans against them.

A soft sensation transmitted through the head, and before I knew it her lips were being pushed inward as the glans advanced into her mouth.

“Hands behind your back. Master likes it that way.”

“Ah!!! Just like Yu-ra said—get into position. And from now on Yu-ra is your superior. Always use honorifics with her.”

Nod.

Her tongue licked the half-inserted glans, then began focusing intently on the urethra.

Among my women she seemed the most experienced. Still, her pussy looked relatively clean, which was puzzling, but I decided it was just natural and let it go.

No need for Chaehyang… no, if I use it again the Constellation will just reclaim it.

Even without Chaehyang, women were starting to fall for me on their own. Ji-yu and Na-yeon had come over while we were exorcising, but Yu-ra had volunteered herself, and the Mi-jin in front of me was simply a pervert. A pervert obsessed with monster cocks.

Hmm… she doesn’t look much like Yu-ra. Her mouth is…

On the large side.

She opened wide and rubbed her lips against the glans, gradually swallowing more.

The way she gently licked the head with her tongue felt very experienced.

“Yu-ra, you strip too.”

“Yes.”

Mi-jin’s eyes flicked toward her daughter standing beside her. Every time Yu-ra removed another piece of the suit, Mi-jin flinched.

The glans was fully inside now, brushing the roof of her mouth as it advanced.

A dizzying sensation. Her mouth was so full that her tongue had stopped moving; she simply accepted the cock.

The moment Yu-ra’s upper body was exposed, Mi-jin’s eyes trembled violently. She tried to pull her head back as if to ask what that was, so I grabbed the back of her skull and locked her in place.

“You’re going to end up like that too. Every one of my bitches receives a crotch tattoo and gets pierced.”

Suddenly my instep felt warm—love juices were shooting onto my foot.

Pervert. Just like Yu-ra, this one was a serious pervert too.

Well, that’s probably why she became my slave even though she has no real abilities.

According to Jini, Yu-ra, the Mi-jin in front of me, and even the older sister named Yu-jin had all lived with me.

A mother and daughter embracing together was close to taboo even in a society that allowed polygamy. Without a perverted streak, how could that even be possible?

What?

Jini’s sudden words reached me. If a whole housing complex just popped into existence, wouldn’t that create a sense of dissonance?

Besides, I had only just moved—and now a brand-new residential complex?

Gulp…

The glans was already passing her uvula. Strange sounds were echoing from Mi-jin’s throat, but I had no mental bandwidth left to focus on them.

Why Suseo? Why Jagok-dong?

Understood.

A sudden sense of oppression washed over me. Some absurd alien… or maybe not an alien, but something was definitely going to invade. That much seemed certain.

Starting with bomb shelters—none of this was ordinary.

“Yu-ra. Do you have land in Seoul? Something big enough for a housing complex?”

“Yes…? Mom. Didn’t you say you had land in Gangnam?”

When I asked Yu-ra, she looked at Mi-jin.

Mi-jin glanced back and forth between Yu-ra and me, then nodded.

“Really? Then let’s build houses on that land.”

Nod.

From the way love juices kept bursting out the moment the cock entered her throat, the pain seemed to be converting into pleasure in real time.

Her eyes unfocused with that pleasure, she simply nodded and smiled dreamily even at my demand for the land.

Gulp.

As it entered her throat the cock curved downward and pierced through; Mi-jin’s neck thickened in real time.

And since she had already reached climax, I decided throat-fucking would end here and deliberately heightened the urge to cum.

“Yu-ra, lie on your back on the sofa. I’m going to put Mi-jin on top of you right away and have a mother-daughter double helping.”

“Yes…”

Yu-ra went to the sofa and flopped onto her back. At that moment semen erupted from my cock straight down Mi-jin’s throat, and Jini’s voice reached me again.

Dynamic Vision?

It had been a while since a combat-useful trait had come in, so Mi-jin—who was greedily sucking away, startled by the scent and taste of the semen—looked rather pretty.

I stroked her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠hair, and she closed her eyes and leaned into my palm.