Chapter 82
Chapter 82
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 82
Chapter Title: Calling Him Papa
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Lee Seo-ho's surprised eyes gazed at the equally startled cult leader.
Her faintly reflected face was visible in his large, dark pupils.
The her inside his eyes had flushed cheeks and a foolish expression.
‘D-did I just say that…?’
In that instant, as emotions overtook reason, those words had slipped out unbidden.
━Papa.
And since Lee Seo-ho had clearly heard them.
He looked at her with a puzzled expression.
‘…Papa? …Daddy?’
The cult leader, who had suddenly called him that, was blushing like a child and flustering about, not knowing what to do.
But Lee Seo-ho wasn't as flustered as she was.
Instead, he calmly reviewed the current situation.
‘Why did that title come out now, of all times?’
What immediately came to mind was the story of her past that she had shared just moments ago.
Born out of wedlock.
Her father who never acknowledged her afterward.
The resulting hatred of men.
But there was no loathing in the way she looked at him.
Rather, in her bewildered eyes, a small glimmer of longing could be seen.
‘So that's it.’
Lee Seo-ho realized the answer and smirked slyly in his mind.
Conversely, his real self smiled gently as he looked at the cult leader.
“It's fine, Cult Leader.”
“……Pardon?”
When he spoke to her kindly amid her fluster, she looked back at him with a puzzled face.
Then Lee Seo-ho moved from behind her to in front of her.
He knelt on one knee before her flushed face and firmly grasped both her hands.
When he took hold of the cult leader's hands, she only trembled slightly; she didn't pull them away.
“You might call this impertinent. But even so, please forgive my rudeness.”
“…Eek.”
His hands gripped hers even more strongly.
Because of the warm, thick sensation of his palms, the cult leader's heart began to pound again.
But before she could notice her own expression.
Lee Seo-ho looked into her eyes and spoke.
“You can act spoiled with me as much as you want…”
“…Act spoiled?”
“Yes, because you never received what you rightfully deserved.”
“W-what on earth are you…”
At his sudden suggestion, the cult leader panicked again, her voice trembling.
Yet even so, she didn't shake off Lee Seo-ho's hands.
Because subconsciously, she thought it felt good to hold his.
But instead, it was Lee Seo-ho who let go of her hands.
“……Ah.”
In that moment, the cult leader sent him a wistful glance and stared emptily at her own hands.
At that instant.
Lee Seo-ho, right in front of the wistful cult leader.
Pulled her tightly into his embrace.
“…Wh-what?”
The solid body and warmth felt even larger than the hands he'd held just before.
At the sudden warmth, the cult leader's eyes widened, her cheeks flushed, and she froze.
“There is no one here but you and me.”
“…….”
“So all those things you've held back, all those things you couldn't do… …release them all on me.”
And Lee Seo-ho's sturdy hand gently stroked her fine hair.
At that touch.
Thump.
Thump, thump.
Her heart began to race madly again.
“Haa, haa…”
The cult leader's breathing grew hot and ragged.
But lost in Lee Seo-ho's warm embrace, she didn't notice her own changes at all.
Because he was the first man to stroke her head like this.
Even her own biological father.
Had never given her such a touch.
━The emptiness in her heart began to fill little by little.
And that rising sensation.
Was more precious and desperate than anything, because it was what she'd craved since infancy but never obtained.
Sweeter than chocolate, more fragrant than flower scent.
‘Ahh, ahhh…’
Unknowingly, the cult leader lightly clutched at his collar from within his embrace.
With countless words she wanted to say right now bottled up in her throat.
“Haa, haa…”
She could only breathe raggedly.
But.
Grab━!
“Eeeek! H-how dare you! Y-you, a mere male slave…!!”
Overwhelmed by the dizzying fulfillment that suddenly surged, she panicked and pushed Lee Seo-ho away.
Lee Seo-ho, who had been holding her as if he would never let go.
Yielded to her weak push and obediently released her.
The cult leader, eyes spinning in confusion, yelled at Lee Seo-ho with her flushed face.
“D-do you think you'll be forgiven for doing something like this, you insolent wretch?! A mere man…!!”
She was clumsy.
Having suppressed her desires by disguising them as hatred since childhood.
She was terribly unskilled at revealing her true feelings.
So much so that she had never even properly acted spoiled with her own mother.
Thus, the cult leader didn't know what to do and pushed him away.
But Lee Seo-ho had no idea about her circumstances.
‘Oops, was I too hasty?’
He judged that his sudden action had made the cult leader notice something off.
‘No choice but to back off here.’
So, regretfully, Lee Seo-ho stepped away from her and bowed his head.
“I'm sorry, Cult Leader. I was too presumptuous. After having such an honest conversation with you, I must have gotten too familiar.”
“……Eek.”
Seeing Lee Seo-ho bow and apologize to her calmed her chaotic heart at last.
“Then I shall take my leave.”
But Lee Seo-ho lifted his head and walked past her toward the door.
He's leaving.
The presence that had warmly filled her emptiness just moments ago.
Was steadily moving away from her, as if time itself were crawling.
Her embrace growing steadily colder.
Desperate for that warmth she already missed, the cult leader urgently opened her mouth.
“W-wait a moment!”
Her reason couldn't produce any answer amid the turmoil.
But her instincts already knew what to do.
“Did I say you could leave? Ah, your service isn't finished yet!”
Even she knew it was a forced excuse.
Clearly, she had been the one to push him away for being rude just moments ago.
Yet the cult leader shamelessly called Lee Seo-ho back anyway.
At that sight, Lee Seo-ho chuckled softly in the darkness.
‘She's cute.’
And he turned back around and approached her.
“Then let's finish up quickly.”
The remaining service was now her hands and feet, followed by the massage.
He planned to complete the rest as instructed and then withdraw.
But as Lee Seo-ho tried to kneel, the cult leader grabbed his collar.
“Wait just a moment…”
“Yes?”
“Just stay like that for a bit.”
At the cult leader's command, Lee Seo-ho stopped with a puzzled look.
And she carefully looked up at the unmoving Lee Seo-ho before slowly rising from her chair.
And then.
With trembling hands.
She wrapped her arms around his waist.
And rested her head against his chest.
Poof.
‘So solid…’
Warm and cozy.
That was the sensation of Lee Seo-ho's embrace where she buried her face of her own accord.
But it was somehow different from before.
She realized why right away.
Now, it was she who was embracing Lee Seo-ho.
But the overflowing fulfillment from earlier had come from him embracing her.
At that, the cult leader blushed in embarrassment and looked up at Lee Seo-ho.
“W-what are you doing? Hurry and do it like before! Why are you just standing there staring?!”
‘She's so damn willful.’
Dumbfounded, Lee Seo-ho still wrapped his arms around her shoulders like before and embraced her.
Then Lee Seo-ho could feel a sensation slightly different from before.
‘…This is.’
Squish.
It was her ample breasts pressing against his waist now that she was hugging him.
Lee Seo-ho smiled at the unexpectedly pleasant softness.
But the cult leader, unaware that her breasts were being squished against his waist.
‘Solid, warm, cozy…’
Nestled in his embrace, utterly intoxicated by his warmth, she parted her lips slightly with hazy eyes and trembled.
The feeling that she could stay like this until she died and be happy dominated her mind.
And Lee Seo-ho looked down at such a cult leader.
‘Is she trying to act spoiled in her own way?’
Since her face wasn't properly visible to Lee Seo-ho, only the crown of her head was in view.
He couldn't see her blissed-out, slack-jawed expression.
Just the cult leader with her face pressed to his chest, staying still.
‘Well, since it's fine, she's letting it happen.’
Lee Seo-ho cast aside complicated thoughts and savored the current sensation.
Naturally raising his hand.
He gently stroked her soft silver hair.
“Haaa…”
Then a breath like all strength had left her leaked from the cult leader's mouth.
‘The best…’
Ecstasy.
It felt better than anything she'd experienced so far.
Even better than the massage from Lee Seo-ho last night that she'd enjoyed so much.
Beyond mere pleasure, the fulfillment filling her heart surpassed imagination, making the cult leader feel a happiness like her brain was melting.
‘Papa… Papa, Papa…’
She wanted to rub her face all over him while saying it out loud.
She wanted to cling to him and whine for his love.
Even though her heart was already full to bursting, the desires within her knew no bounds and only grew.
More… she wanted more.
‘Pet me more, hug me more, stroke me more…’
Lost track of time as she basked in his embrace.
The one who pulled away.
Was none other than Lee Seo-ho himself.
“Wh-what?”
As he gently pushed her shoulders, the cult leader snapped out of her ecstasy and looked up at him in bewilderment.
‘Maybe I should stop around here.’
Of course, this was a calculated move on his part.
‘She seems to care for me quite a bit… Better to end it here.’
There's a similar method when training a puppy.
It's stopping play at the ‘most enjoyable moment.’
That way.
“Cult Leader, it's already late. Let's resume the care now.”
“Y-yes? Al-already?”
The puppy will eagerly await the next playtime and love it even more passionately.
“Then, if you'll excuse me.”
Afterward, Lee Seo-ho seated the seemingly dissatisfied cult leader back in her chair and resumed caring for her hands and feet.
Undeterred by her sulky glaring, the care service proceeded smoothly.
It then moved on to the massage without issue.
And once again, after confirming her soaked privates.
It ended as he thoroughly massaged her body.
“If you'll excuse me. Please rest well.”
And like yesterday, after extinguishing a few candles, he left the cult leader's room.
The care service had somehow passed in a flash.
“…….”
Clearly, up until moments ago, her mind had been so complex and confused.
With all those warm, cozy, heart-pounding situations.
Now vanished without a trace, as if awakening from a dream.
The cult leader blankly stared up at the empty ceiling of her room.
The familiar silence.
Normally, after a pleasant massage, she would fall asleep comfortably in this silence.
“Ugh…”
But she felt no comfort at all.
“Uwaaaaaah!!”
Overcome by the surging loneliness, the cult leader hugged her pillow and rolled around on the bed.
Then she paused for a moment and recalled that sensation from before.
The fluffy pillow filling her embrace, just like Lee Seo-ho's had moments ago.
But it wasn't this sensation.
Not fluffy and soft.
‘More solid and sturdy, something I want to lean on…’
Thus, her heart, empty once more, remained unfilled.
“Uuugh. Uuuugh…”
The cult leader clutched the pillow tightly to her chest, biting her lip with teary eyes.
‘Why did he stop so suddenly? Why? Why?’
Her mind was filled only with questions and grievances.
‘I wanted to stay like that more. I didn't want it to end…’
But she had no excuse.
After all, she was the one who had pushed away the man who said it was okay to act spoiled from the start.
Should she have said it?
Asked him to pet her, hug her, not let go.
And let out those words that had risen to the tip of her tongue.
‘How could I say something like that? It's too embarrassing!’
The cult leader kicked her legs on the bed and flung the innocent blanket aside.
Then she glared at the ceiling with thoroughly irritated eyes.
‘So frustrating.’
Clearly, up until the service midway, there had been no greater happiness.
But after he left and night fell, that happiness crumbled to dust, leaving her lonelier and more desolate than usual.
The cult leader gazed at the empty ceiling and thought of him.
That male slave whose smile she couldn't read.
And so the next day arrived.
Lee Seo-ho attended the maids' morning roll call as usual.
But the head maid's demeanor was different from normal.
She kept glancing at him with uneasy eyes.
‘…What's this?’
Lee Seo-ho tilted his head at her gaze.
It was a bit different from her usual eyes begging him to fuck her.
And he learned the reason shortly after.
“Then that's all for today's instructions. …Finally, Seo-ho?”
“Yes.”
“Seo-ho, besides the instructions I just relayed, you'll be doing something else. …A direct order from the Cult Leader.”
“……What is it?”
Slightly tense, Lee Seo-ho waited for her words.
He had certainly teased her.
But that didn't mean he could predict and control all her actions.
And the head maid glanced at the other maids' faces before speaking.
“Seo-ho, starting today, you'll be the Cult Leader's dedicated attendant. Right after morning roll call ends, go straight to her and assist with everything she needs.”
Hearing that, Lee Seo-ho grinned.
‘So that's it. Good.’
And nodding amid the other maids' puzzled looks.
“Yes, I'll do my best. …For the Cult Leader.”
The cute puppy, upset that playtime stopped, had grabbed his collar with her teeth and tugged, begging to play more.