Chapter 67
Chapter 67
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 67
Chapter Title: Heh heh heh. Damn, you look pretty slutty! Oink! Sow! Send this pic to your childhood friend too!!
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"No... I don't want to."
As soon as her mom came up, Seol Harin's lips pursed in a pout.
In truth, I'd half-expected her relationship with her mother to be rocky.
There's no way a parent wouldn't play favorites with their first daughter for the sisters' story to make any sense.
"Taeyang. How about we head to my place first?"
"Mini sow. Your house call is still a long way off."
"Why?!"
"Because your family's all one big happy picture!"
I might need to drop by Cloé's place soon, too.
If Kris Maiden enrolls next year, my position could get awkward.
Kris is Cloé's little sister.
For a player dead set on banging every route, she was a bit of a pain—total siscon vibes.
The little twerp turns into a mid-boss on Cloé's route with her creepy obsession.
It's not exactly Cloé's route right now... but no, since I've made her my sow, it might be even worse?
Anyway.
"Sow. You don't get a say."
"But Mom always takes my sister's side... She treats me like some problem child with issues."
Hmm...
She might not be wrong.
"Hey! As your sow's owner, I need to meet the mom sow!! Shut up and call her!!"
"...Is this like a meet-the-parents?"
"Hey hey!! Don't get ahead of yourself!!! You think a sow's owner would do a meet-the-parents?!! Huh?!!! Don't get the wrong idea!! It's purely to preserve your family's peace!!!"
"Tch... Lame."
She tapped away at her smartphone, face all sulky.
By the way, Seol Harin's mom is one hell of a beauty.
Hard to believe she's the head of a massive corp and mother to two daughters, with that face and figure.
She looks like she's in her twenties, but insists she's in her forties.
Well, it's an ero-game, so par for the course.
"You. Can you promise me one thing?"
"Hah? What?"
"Call me by my name in front of Mom."
"Haaaa-?!"
True.
Calling your daughter "sow" in front of her mom is a bit much, even for common sense.
But thinking about holding back already has my mouth itching!
Wonder if I can pull it off?!
*
Jeong Yun-ah, chairwoman of Samgeon Group.
One of Korea's top 0.01% chaebols, the brilliant CEO who revived the group.
Flawless in ability, reputation, image, even looks—but no one's perfect.
Her sore spot was her second daughter.
"Ma'am. The Ark status report you requested."
She took the document from her secretary.
Her slender fingers crumpled the paper.
"What the hell is that academy head doing?!"
The report detailed Kim Taeyang's activities.
Caught in a dungeon accident.
Recently returned, kissing Seol Ha-jeong upon return.
Received an award while naked, forcing all students to kneel.
"I can't just sit back anymore...!"
She'd been keeping tabs on Kim Taeyang for a while.
Ever since the rumors of Seol Harin declaring herself his slave.
What mother would stay quiet hearing her daughter became some outsider's "slave"?
And not just any daughter.
Her precious baby, doted on even amid corporate chaos.
She should've hired a hero to deal with him ages ago—
"Tell that pint-sized head! If she blocks my guards from Ark again, I'll cut all funding!"
"Already passed it along, but they just said no family, no visits."
The Ark head's stubbornness was no joke.
"That crazy bitch..."
Of course, the head hadn't totally ignored her.
Promised an internal investigation and action after Jeong Yun-ah's complaints.
Result: No charges, case closed.
They claimed Kim Taeyang did nothing wrong.
"Fake an ID?"
"And if we're caught? Owner risk tanks the stock—you're fine with that? No bullshit. Prep the car. I'll go alone."
"Dungeon Management Director requested a meeting this afternoon. About national hero gear contracts..."
"Fuck that."
She flopped into her chair.
She was too swamped to step out.
'Even Ha-jeong I trusted, kissing that thug... Why?!'
She fiddled with her smartphone idly.
She kept in touch fine with her first daughter, but the last call with the second? Couldn't remember.
One thing for sure: no voice since Ark enrollment.
"?"
Then, a call from Seol Harin.
"Harin?!"
-Mom. Coming home this weekend with friends.
"Huh? Friends, plural...? Not just Ju-hyuk?"
-You think I'm a total loner? I got tons of friends.
"Y-yeah. I know. Mom knows. Harin's got lots of friends."
-...Whatever. Anyway, come by if you can?
"Of course!"
'Harin finally made friends...!'
A tsunami of emotion!
Bigger joy than sealing a major deal.
But doubt crept in quick.
"Harin. These 'friends'... Kim Taeyang?"
-How do you know Taeyang?
"You still tangled with that punk?! I saw it all! Kneeling in front of that thug! What about Glacis?! Got her back?!! Why no calls?!!"
-Glacis? Oh, Pomi.
"Pomi...?"
-I'll explain when we meet. Hanging up.
"Wait—!"
Click.
Call ended.
"Ma'am. Nosebleed again..."
"...?"
Bright red blood dripped onto her lap.
Secretary handed her a handkerchief quick.
'Dizzy.'
No real illness.
Just recent stress.
Piling work.
Villains eyeing her.
Kim Taeyang tormenting her daughters...
She thought, nose plugged.
'Is it really that guy?'
Not sure who the "friends" were.
But if Kim Taeyang...
'Good. Time to see that face.'
Jeong Yun-ah wasn't letting it slide.
"Director Kim."
"Yes."
"Round up some heroes. Short-term bodyguards."
"Got it. Criteria?"
She pondered, then grinned wickedly.
"Nah. Hire villains instead. Money's all they want, right?"
"Villains...?"
"Yeah. Real nasty ones. The kind that give you chills just looking."
*
What do I need to impress the mom?
I mulled it over.
Friends, the more the better.
The kid who brings friends to the loner daughter? Gold star.
So I formed the house call party.
Me, Seol Harin, Cloé, Park Woo-yu, Kim An-kyung.
"Taeyang! Weekend hangout without me?! Why skip this rebel, but drag Glasses Geek the nerd?!!!!"
"Hey. Your face is too ugly."
"But yours is the ugliest here!!!"
"Hey hey! This body's manly!! Totally different vibe from you!!"
"Guh..."
Rebel Nam out for bad vibes.
Ideal picks: Cloé and Kim An-kyung.
Cloé: Sparkly social butterfly.
Kim An-kyung: Nerdy good-kid archetype.
"Woof! Feels good thinking 'bout heading home after so long!"
Taking Pomi too.
Said no great memories, but wanted to visit the old place.
"She's here."
School gate.
A long car pulled up.
Top-tier limo.
"Shabby sow Park Woo-yu! First time seeing a stretch like this...!"
"Seol Harin. Mind if I ride the trunk? Wanna check if limo trunks are comfy. Tie my hands while at it..."
"Heh. Everyone eyeing the ride. Anyone know limo etymology? From a French region..."
"Hey. Quit yapping and get in."
Makes me feel unjust sometimes.
I'm the relative normie here.
As we all boarded to leave.
"Taeyang."
A voice stopped me.
Turned: Seol Ha-jeong.
"Hah? What's up, big sis sow?"
"Heard you're hitting my place today? Kinda tense 'bout some outsider coming home."
She beckoned.
Kang Ju-hyuk appeared outta nowhere.
"Gonna plant a spy. Cool?"
"Hah? Take this guy?"
"Yeah. Don't like it? Whatever. Sending him in my personal ride."
Rejection meant nothing; her house anyway.
"Hey!!! Fuck up and I'll kill you?!!! Stay curled up!!!! Huh?!!!!"
"Going at Ha-jeong noona's request. Not your business."
"Hah? Got a mouth on you? Slipped calm pills in your feed?"
Kang Ju-hyuk was bold.
Acting like he had the upper hand.
"Anyway, have fun. Harin, be sweet to Mom."
"Scram."
"Heh heh. So cute."
And so the sow house call began.
*
"Whoa~ Total hottie house?! Can I crash here later?!!"
"If it's you, anytime."
The Seol family home was kinda old-school.
This is a straight-up mansion...?
"W-wow... There's a park in the yard...!"
"Just a garden? Don't most have 'em? Dorms are the prison vibe."
"Shabby sow Park Woo-yu! First real garden house!"
"R-really? No gardens standard...?"
Seol Harin flustered at no-garden talk.
Her friendlessness had reasons...
"Miss. Call if you need anything."
Inside, a butler-type opened the door.
Maids handling chores, too.
More than a couple.
Makes sense; solo cleaning this place? Impossible.
"Chandelier! Indoor chandelier! Pic okay?"
"Me too!!"
"No face."
"Sweet! Insta flex!"
Cloé and the kids sparkled, touring.
"Woof woof! Old owner! Raid fridge okay?! I'm human now!!"
Pomi bolted to fridge sans reply.
Target was snacks from jump.
Explains the eagerness...
"Mom's due soon. Eat?"
"Nah. Damn, this place rocks? Wanna fuck nonstop here! Hey!!"
"Marry me, doable."
"Hey! Too big, ghosts spook me?"
Seol Harin gunning for wife spot!
Tough rival...!
"Show my room?"
"Curious? Oink! Hunt the king dildo!"
"Don't have one."
Seol Harin's room: second floor.
Novel trek from entrance.
Her room: absurdly huge.
Pointless for solo use...
Tidy, but her history lingered.
Family photo on table...
Mom, dad, young sisters.
"Why keep this out...?"
Shoved frame in drawer whole.
Eye to next frame.
Kang Ju-hyuk, snuck in, grabbed first.
"Our pic in your room!"
Seol Harin and Kang Ju-hyuk.
Middle school-ish.
Cocky Harin, pleased smile Ju-hyuk, V-sign.
Sword dojo shot, probably.
They trained together since kids.
Knowing that, why the jealousy?
Kim Taeyang effect?
"Hey. Other guy's pic in room...?"
Words failed at her next move.
"Gimme."
"Harin...?"
Rip! Rip! Riiiip!!!
"?"
Snatched, shredded wild.
Memories scattered in bits.
"Planned this first back home. No other man's pic in bedroom—disqualifies me as your sow."
Seol Harin looked proud, expectant.
"Heh heh heh. What? Gold in hurting childhood friend?"
Pat her head.
She savored, hiding joy.
"H-Harin... Our memories..."
"Living with Master taught me. 'Fun' with you? Delusion. Only this man truly joys me♡"
"......"
Kang Ju-hyuk froze, staring shreds.
⚙ NTR SITUATION ENACTED ⚙ [Acquired 100 Coins!] Coins taste so sweet~
"Kang Ju-hyuk. Do me a favor."
"F-favor?"
"Take a pic."
Seol Harin handed her phone.
Me lounging on bed.
Her boldly on my lap, arms 'round neck.
V-fingers half-hiding eyes, posing.
Kang Ju-hyuk's hands shook framing us.
"Hey. Hurry. She's heavy."
"W-why me..."
"Hah?! Childhood friend asks?!! Snap before I beat you!!!"
"......"
Click.
He handed back the phone.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Acquired 150 Coins!] "You look great, so bold. I'll print and frame it."
"Heh heh heh. Damn, you look pretty slutty! Oink! Sow! Send this pic to your childhood friend bastard too!!"
"Yes."
Ding~♪
Send notification chimed.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Acquired 30 Coins!] More coins.
Why I love Kang Ju-hyuk.
Walking coin machine!
"Kim Taeyang..."
"Hm?"
Fist clenched, he glared,
then
Pfft-
Laughed.
Kang Ju-hyuk takes worse without tears, stays the cuck.
But laughing now.
He thinks I don't know why...
But Lena spilled it all.
Them "dating."
Yeah, right—fake boyfriend cover.
Starting to pity him...
"Hey. Hang in there."
"?"
Sorry, Ju-hyuk...
Gonna blow it up big soon, milk those NTR coins sweet...
Don't break, hold on...
Then I save the world...
This is good NTR...!!!
"You. Why 'hang in there'?"
"Eh—long story."
Then, maid knocked.
"Miss. Chairwoman's here."
Seol Harin's mom.
Finally.
Instinct: mirror check.
Fix looks best I can...
'Can't help this face!'
Try friendly smile—rapist vibes!
First impressions? Fucked. Give up!!!