Chapter 239
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 239
Chapter Title: A Past Even She Didn't Know
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[Han Minguk: Yeah? Anyway, maybe it's because I haven't seen you in so long? I can't even remember your face properly.]
[Han Sejeong: ...Sorry. It's all my fault.]
[Han Minguk: Send me a few recent photos along with how you've been doing.]
'What is this? Has he calmed down?'
Sejeong double-checked the text her little brother had sent.
Just this morning, she'd spent the night wide awake with sunken eyes because he wasn't even reading her messages. After agonizing over whether to message him first, she'd finally done it—and luckily, his response wasn't bad at all.
No prickly guy attitude, either. If anything, it felt like he was glad to hear from her after so long.
Of course, it was probably just her imagination, but she hoped it was real.
And there was decent reason to think so— he'd asked about her recent life and requested photos.
After much deliberation, Sejeong picked out her best shots and sent them. Naturally, she chose ones with minimal skin showing.
"Ugh... I wish we could just pretend it never happened."
She knew her actions back then were unforgivable to Minguk.
Especially since it had been his first time... She'd apologized countless times since, but that wouldn't erase his anger. He'd even left home in the end.
"Ahh..."
Recalling the old days, Sejeong buried her face in her pillow. Instinctively, her hand drifted downward.
"Am I really a crazy bitch...?"
It was awful to think this way about her brother, but remembering that time always made her hand wander south. It had been a first for both of them, after all.
Then her phone buzzed loudly. Sejeong checked the message like lightning.
[Han Minguk: You sent photos, so should I tell you about my life too? Guess what I'm up to right now?]
It was from her brother. Surprisingly, he seemed to like the photos—his reply was pretty long.
"What you're up to?"
Minguk's recent activities... Han Sejeong's mind raced.
Team GGW's raid party was tackling the Chilbo Mountain Twin Valleys Dungeon right now. Easy info to find on the Rose Shield clan's homepage. Wait, since he was replying, they must've cleared it or were taking a break outside mid-run.
Dungeons blocked texts inside, after all.
[Han Sejeong: ...Dungeon clear? Then meeting with the team?]
After a brief think, Sejeong fired off her reply.
She had no intention of guessing right. She just wanted to keep the chat going, hoping his feelings toward her would soften.
[Han Minguk: Hold on. Sending a photo.]
"Huh? A photo?"
Sejeong swallowed hard at her brother's follow-up.
Korea's top heartthrob was about to send her a picture of himself.
'Jackpot!'
The Minguk she knew was pre-Mana Awakening. She'd never seen him as one of Korea's heroes.
Not unless it was Rose Shield promo shots or TV appearances. Sure, he'd been handsome before, but post-awakening Minguk was a whole different level. He'd even flexed his charm on TV a few times.
'When's it coming? What kind?'
Clutching her pounding heart, Sejeong waited eagerly for Minguk's photo. Gear Score gear? Casual clothes? She'd take anything.
Still, if possible...
She hoped for a full-body shot with his face. Lying in bed under the covers, Sejeong slipped her panties down a bit and started teasing herself with her fingers.
Imagining not her brother, but some hot guy seducing her.
"Hah... Ungh... Nngh!"
Maybe because it had been nearly a year without sex? Her nipples hardened instantly, craving a man.
That time at the resort—background of her profile pic—when she went with her friend Da-eun, she should've hooked up with those guys next door...
'Should've pushed harder.'
They'd seemed too guarded, so she'd given up easy—and now regretted it. As Sejeong lost herself in masturbation, twitching...
Bzzz.
Her phone vibrated. The moment she saw Minguk's photo, Sejeong could only stare blankly.
"Wha—what? Huh?"
Her brain froze.
The shot was from above: a woman getting railed from behind by a man. Her body was fully exposed, but the man's face and identity were hidden by the angle.
All you could see was a massive cock. The woman was a stunning beauty, probably a hero—rare to spot one like that.
"Wh-what? Sent by mistake?"
Startled, Sejeong muttered to herself.
Even though it wasn't her slip-up, her hair stood on end, sweat beading on her forehead.
"Yeah, right. Has to be."
Minguk had always hated even women touching him—classic type.
Years had passed, but would that nature change? Especially with his trauma?
Still, weird to find this on his phone. She should pretend she didn't see it.
"Better delete it quick."
That way, things wouldn't be too awkward for him, right? With that thought, Sejeong tapped the lewd photo to delete it.
It zoomed in like the original, the huge cock piercing the woman right in her face.
"...Gasp."
Whoever's it was, just looking made her gasp in admiration. Her eyes locked on instinctively.
Was it edited? Did guys like that even exist? Staring made her understand why Minguk kept it—guys envy big dicks like women do big boobs. She'd thought it was bullshit, but apparently not.
'Come to think of it, Minguk's was...'
Pretty big for his age.
She'd been with plenty since, but never anything that size. Too bad she hadn't enjoyed it properly.
[Han Minguk: Ah, sent the wrong one.]
As expected. Sejeong smirked at the message. She pictured Minguk panicking on the other end, face flushing—then vanishing.
She secretly saved the photo before deleting it from chat. That cock was too memorable; perfect for later sessions.
A twinge of self-loathing hit, but...
'Women are wired for sex, right?'
She comforted herself with that nonsense. Not entirely wrong, anyway. Then another photo from Minguk made her drop her phone.
[Han Minguk: I'm fucking Shiranui Mai, one of our raid heroes. Like that someone back then.]
The new photo was a selfie of the woman from before, getting pounded from behind.
Sweet-faced woman, handsome guy behind her. And that guy was her brother—Korea's hero Han Minguk—from TV.
Before the shock faded, another message hit.
[Han Minguk: Ah, we have a lot to talk about, right? In four days. Saturday, 11 AM. Raon Hotel.]
Her mind went blank white, like it'd been bleached.
For four days, Sejeong couldn't think straight.
All because of Minguk's photo. Him having sex with a raid member. And she'd taken the pic—not him. Posed like she meant to show it off.
And that someone was definitely her.
[Like that someone back then.]
The message with it said as much. Sejeong knew exactly what it meant.
"...Haa."
Sighs escaped constantly.
Was his resentment so deep he'd send sex pics?
Or showing how she'd changed him, to guilt her?
Or threatening to expose her trauma and ruin her socially?
Thoughts swirled and faded in her head. Absurdly... she'd masturbated to that photo several times.
Afterward, regret she'd gone mad washed over her.
"Ah, fuck... What the hell do I do...?"
If his grudge ran this deep, even Mom and Dad's help had limits. No clue how to fix it.
Anyway, Saturday morning.
Sejeong dressed neatly and headed to Raon Hotel, her brother's pick.
Raon Hotel—run by Raon Group—was a luxury spot where even basic rooms cost over 600,000 won a night. Regular folks only for anniversaries.
Sejeong, mid-20s, had stayed once—booked for her boyfriend's anniversary to impress. Two nights meant ramen for a month.
'That bastard...'
They broke up two weeks after. Thinking of that guy—touch-starved, photo-obsessed on vacation—still ground her teeth.
Entering the hotel hit her with inexplicable pressure. Luxury spots stiffened commoners with their heavy aura.
'Speaking of...'
Minguk planned his engagement here—with future wives.
Fiancée: Korea's hero and women's role model, Kang Chaeyoung. And Oh Hyun-ah, comrade from Hero Academy, now Team GGW's main tank.
Marrying those women, Minguk—top raid leader guess—earned over 10 billion dollars yearly. Excluding special dungeon loot, portrait rights, etc.
"Gulp..."
Worlds apart from her 2.5 million monthly.
Not just money—prestige too.
Male hero fighting on the frontlines. Raid leader who felled Kara, vassal of the Twelve Calamities—humanity's top foe.
His Vietnam dungeon break save with her was hailed as the biggest win against shadow monsters in years.
"...Haa."
His specs made her heart pound again. She was scared. Anxiously scanning the lobby for him...
[Han Minguk: Room 3902.]
Sejeong paled at the text.
Fear hit first. Calling her to his room? If a guy was there and something happened...? If that was his plan?
'What do I do? What now?'
Her head spun. But skipping meant no reconciliation. That morning, her parents had seen her off with hopeful faces about meeting Minguk.
Then someone poked her back.
"Hello? Han Sejeong, right?"
"Y-yes? Huh?"
A ponytail woman greeted her casually. Stunning beauty.
"D-do you know me?"
She knew her name—had they met? But Sejeong drew a blank.
The woman smiled. Her slightly arched brows looked artistic. Why? Stranger, yet familiar somehow.
"Here for the Raid Leader?"
"...Ah."
Sejeong's eyes widened. Her mouth slowly dropped.
Looked familiar... The woman was Shiranui Mai from the photo—naked, fucking her brother. Team GGW hero.