Chapter 45: Cuckoo Life (2)
Chapter 45: Cuckoo Life (2)
Rustle. Rustle.
Seol Yu-ran, tossing and turning because she couldn't fall asleep tonight of all nights, shifted restlessly beneath the covers. The noise she made while turning over was fairly loud, thanks to her large breasts.
Unable to bear listening any longer, Wi Ji-ja opened his eyes and looked with concern at his wife, lying on the bedding beside him.
"Wife. What's wrong? Can't you sleep?"
"Well... yes. I feel so unsettled that I think sleep has fled from me."
The anxiety creeping up inside her at the thought that she had let her adulterous disciple, Geum Tae-yang, into this house and was even putting him up there had swept away every trace of drowsiness. It was true that she couldn't give up King Cock, but even more than that, she couldn't give up her family.
But to someone who didn't know the circumstances, it would be easy to mistake her sleeplessness for excitement over her daughter's treatment.
In fact, that was exactly what Wi Ji-ja thought.
"It's only natural to feel excited when Bo-a's severed meridians are going to be cured. Even I woke up so quickly because my ears were unusually sensitive tonight."
"Ah. I'm sorry. Did the sound of me tossing and turning wake you?"
"You don't need to apologize. We're husband and wife."
"...Yes. We are."
There was a slight pause before her answer, but Wi Ji-ja didn't think anything of it.
He reached a hand out from beneath the covers, took Seol Yu-ran's hand, and laced his fingers through hers. Feeling the warmth of her husband's hand pass into hers, Seol Yu-ran felt the turmoil in her heart settle.
It was just then that she thought that, after all was said and done, the warmth of family was the best cure for Demonic Obsession.
"I actually think it's a good thing. Whenever your shoulder aches, you can ask Physician Geum to give you a massage."
"R-right?"
"Bo-a's condition improves, and your shoulder stops hurting. It's all thanks to Physician Geum. I don't know how we could ever repay him for this kindness."
"......You learned the Ice White Divine Art, didn't you? That alone is more than enough repayment."
Seol Yu-ran couldn't very well tell her husband that she was repaying him with her milky cow pussy, so that was the best she could manage.
Just imagining her husband finding out made goose bumps rise all over her body. Anxiously hoping Wi Ji-ja wouldn't notice that the hand he was holding had broken out in goose bumps, Seol Yu-ran wished time would pass quickly.
But the same was true of Wi Ji-ja.
'Thinking about my wife coming from Physician Geum's touch... it's making me react.'
His member was already half erect. It had hardened, though not enough to be inserted, and while he was moved by the sensations of the past returning to him, he was also careful not to let anyone discover that he had acquired such a scandalous sexual preference.
It was a night in which the secrets between husband and wife grew deeper.
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......
Chirp, chirp, chirp.
At the sound of sparrows twittering—the natural world's own gift of a wake-up alarm—Seol Yu-ran opened her bleary eyes.
But her eyes were slightly hollow, as though she hadn't gotten a proper night's sleep.
"......In the end, I only slept for two hours."
She had failed to resolve her complicated feelings and had tossed and turned before at last managing to fall asleep. Then, at the sparrows' morning cries, she had opened her eyes after only two hours, and she could still feel the drowsiness lingering.
But a Peak Realm master wouldn't be so exhausted that she couldn't go about her day just from that.
There was no problem at all with seeing the morning that marked the start of the day.
Careful not to wake Wi Ji-ja, she slipped out from beneath the covers.
As was her habit from her days in the North Sea, she got up early to prepare for the day.
Though Wi Ji-ja took care of the household chores, it was her responsibility to gather ingredients such as wild greens and game from the mountain.
Before going to collect the food they would eat today, she headed to the bath so she could clear her complicated thoughts and loosen up her stiff body.
Creak.
"......"
"......"
She had walked into a disquieting situation.
Why was Geum Tae-yang bathing in the bathroom when she opened the door so early in the morning? And why was he completely naked?
Of all things, her gaze naturally fixed on the member jutting out from between his thighs.
"...Gulp."
Seol Yu-ran swallowed.
She herself couldn't tell whether it was a swallow of anticipation or a dry one.
***
It wasn't difficult to guess what it meant when the milf she'd run into in the bathroom swallowed as she looked at my morning erection.
Ever since I'd said I would be visiting her house to treat the Great Yin Severed Meridians, she'd been trying to restrain herself from having an affair, but, sure enough.
It seemed her sexual appetite had built up quite a bit in the meantime.
Well, I'd completely satisfied the pent-up frustration she'd been carrying for over five years with King Cock in just a few days, but then, as if to make up for it, she'd ended up falling for it hard.
You might say she'd become a Buddhist monk who'd eaten not just any meat, but the finest cut of all.
It was only natural, in a way, for a frustrated milf with an appetite for King Cock to make eye contact with my erect cock.
"I-I-I-I'm sorry! I intruded!"
Bang!
Her reaction was a little slow, but now that she'd finally realized she'd been staring fixedly at my member, Seol Yu-ran slammed the door shut as if she meant to break it, then ran away.
If I hadn't put up a Qi Barrier quickly, everyone living in this cottage would have heard the noise and woken up.
'But she should be completely used to this by now.'
If she was the kind of woman who'd gotten a taste for adultery and even called herself her disciple's dairy cow, there was no reason she should be so startled just from seeing my morning erection.
But the fact that she was so startled probably stemmed from this being "a home with family" present, I supposed.
The usual place for our affairs was the training ground where the chilling Formation gathered energy. Considering it even had functions rarely found elsewhere, there was absolutely no worry about being discovered by Wi Ji-ja, who had lost his dantian and was now an ordinary man.
But this was the family space where her household resided.
She must be worried that even the slightest one-in-a-thousand, one-in-ten-thousand possibility might come to pass and expose her infidelity.
Because if that happened, her family would shatter beyond repair. Whether it was because she knew all too well there'd be no going back, or whether it was the intuition of a milf, I couldn't say—but she seemed to vaguely sense it.
'Guess adulterous pussy is on hold for a while.'
If I pushed it, she might consider it crossing a line and label me an enemy.
That would only drive a wedge between Seol Yu-ran and me, so it was better to hold off.
'First, I'll observe this family's daily life.'
Last time, I'd come to help with chores, but that was only as a substitute because Wi Ji-ja was injured. Now that his back was perfectly fine, it wouldn't take long to figure out the daily routine of this household.
'Speaking of which, who'd have thought this hut would have a shower booth in the bathroom?'
Though the setting was the Central Plains, what could one expect from a smutty novel's world? Precisely because it was smut, there were all sorts of outfits, and the convenience facilities were surprisingly advanced, nearly modern.
It dawned on me that this was why I'd adapted so easily after possessing this body.
If the facilities hadn't been comparable to modern standards, I might never have fled the Namgung Clan.
Taking a peaceful shit was a hundred, no, a thousand times better than being bullied.
If the toilets had been truly era-appropriate, the hygiene might have been so disgusting I couldn't have used them. I might've ended up squatting in the mountains like an animal.
"Phew. Now that's refreshing."
A light morning bath. This feeling of starting the day fresh was a habit carried over from my modern life.
In any case, having greeted the morning feeling invigorated, I stepped out into the living room.
Thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack.
As soon as I entered, I saw Wi Ji-ja in the kitchen, chopping ingredients on a cutting board. He was dicing vegetables and trimming excess fat from the meat.
Judging by the looks of it, he was preparing a stir-fry, likely meat-heavy.
I approached and asked if he needed any help.
"Shall I lend a hand?"
"Ah. Good morning, Physician Geum. But I'll have to decline the help. I'm not too fond of others meddling in my cooking. It's a personal quirk, so I hope you won't take offense."
"Oh, of course not. Then what should I do instead?"
"Hmm. At this hour, my wife should be warming up by swinging her sword. Practicing together is far better than doing it alone. Would you mind going to assist her?"
"Sure thing!"
So Seol Yu-ran trained in martial arts in the mornings too?
When I'd come to help with chores before, she always returned carrying groceries, so I'd assumed she stopped by the village. But it seemed she was just doing light martial exercises to limber up.
An amusing thought crossed my mind.
Unable to suppress the grin stretching across my face, I headed toward the training ground where the Formation was active.
Swish. Swish!
As I stepped into the Formation, the sound of a sword cutting through the air and rapid footwork echoed around me.
Seol Yu-ran was demonstrating the Plum Blossom Sword Technique and Plum Blossom Shadow Step, said to have been taught by her master. Truth be told, the Shadow Step was indeed the most suitable footwork for warming up.
I deliberately suppressed my presence and slowly crept up behind her as she moved.
Once I was close enough, I waited for the right moment—when she let her guard down.
Then, just as she paused her sword technique and the Shadow Step came to a halt, I struck.
I lunged from behind, groping her ample breasts like kneading dough.
"Eek?! M-my disciple?"
"Who else?"
"Wh-what are you doing here?"
Even as I fondled her breasts, she made no move to pull away. It seemed she really didn't want to commit infidelity in a home with family present, which explained why she'd been holding back until now.
True to her milf nature, however, she leaned her back against my chest, pressing herself closer to let me knead her breasts to my heart's content.
"I just missed my master, that's all."
"Not because you missed this master's milk jugs?"
"Well, that too, I guess."
Milk jugs, huh? I was genuinely moved by how she'd adapted to my perverted lingo.
"We didn't get to have our adulterous fuck yesterday. I came because I need your cold mommy pussy to cool down my King Cock. You'll give it to me, right?"
Now that she'd naturally taken to calling herself my milk cow, I assumed she wouldn't refuse.
"No."
But she did.
"Huh? Why not?"
"It's almost time to head back home. I can't exactly carry your cock juice in my womb all the way, now can I? Instead..."
"Instead?"
Just as I was surprised by her unexpectedly rational reasoning, she turned around, knelt, and pulled down my pants, freeing King Cock.
Then, loosening her collar, she exposed her breasts and said,
"For now, make do with this."
She gave me a paizuri.