Chapter 102: Sorting Out Relationships - Part 2
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 102: Sorting Out Relationships - Part 2
"Uwaaaaaah!"
Sun-woo let out a long, deep stretch.
He had finally finished processing all the documents Tang Seo-yoon had given him.
Though "processing" mostly involved memorizing the agendas and scripts she had prepared, the sheer volume of material had made it a time-consuming task.
"Good work."
"You worked hard."
Geum Jeok-hwa and Tang Seo-yoon, who had been sorting through the agendas beside him, spoke up. While Sun-woo was busy memorizing, they had been sitting nearby, handling the actual paperwork.
"Why don't we call it a day?" Sun-woo suggested.
He felt a bit guilty about leaving first while they were still working so diligently.
"I still have a mountain of things to handle, so I can't. You go ahead."
"Yes, I'll stay a bit longer to tidy things up. You should go see the Great Matriarch."
Despite his suggestion, the two women continued their work without a second thought. In fact, their tone almost sounded like they were shooing him out.
Scratch, scratch.
Sun-woo scratched his neck awkwardly at their firm responses.
'Why does this feel like a company?'
He felt a strange sense of deja vu, as if he were back in the modern world. It reminded him of being an employee trying to time his departure with his boss's exit.
However, Sun-woo soon stood up without hesitation.
This wasn't a company. And he wasn't a subordinate. If anything, he was the equivalent of the CEO.
Just as Sun-woo was about to leave the office, the Human-Faced Spider, who had been lounging on the bed, hopped down and followed him.
"Hey."
"What?"
"Don't follow me."
"Why?"
"I'm going to see the Great Matriarch."
"The Great Matriarch? You mean the woman with the big tits? I'm coming too. I'm going to ask her for more mooncakes."
The Human-Faced Spider grinned as she spoke.
"I have things to discuss with her in private, so stay here."
"No."
The Human-Faced Spider shook her head. It was obvious she was determined to get those mooncakes for herself.
Irritated by her attitude, Sun-woo released a burst of murderous aura. He intended to scare her off.
Yet, even when exposed to his killing intent, the Human-Faced Spider simply continued to follow him.
Sun-woo frowned.
In the beginning, she would listen the moment he leaked a bit of murderous aura, but lately, she seemed to have grown bolder. Unless he used actual physical force, she wouldn't listen for shit.
Sun-woo fell into deep thought. Should he try to coax her nicely, or should he give her a proper thrashing?
He reached a conclusion quickly.
She might look like a human on the outside, but her essence was that of a beast. And wasn't it said that a beast only listens after a good beating?
Sun-woo began to circulate the Yin-Yang Harmony Divine Art, gathering internal energy in his hand. He was going to fix her attitude once and for all.
It was then.
"Lady Human-Faced Spider, would you like a mooncake?"
Tang Seo-yoon, who had followed them out at some point, held up a mooncake and spoke to her.
"I want it! I want it!"
The Human-Faced Spider let go of Sun-woo's arm and rushed toward her.
"In exchange, you have to sleep in my room tonight."
"I will! I'll do it!"
The Human-Faced Spider nodded vigorously at Tang Seo-yoon's condition.
Sun-woo stared blankly at Tang Seo-yoon, who was handling the creature as skillfully as one would a child.
Noticing his gaze, Tang Seo-yoon looked back at him and winked. It was a signal for him to hurry up and go.
He felt it every time, but she really was a woman he could always rely on.
'Thanks.'
Sun-woo turned and headed toward the Great Matriarch's quarters. Tang Seo-yoon simply watched his retreating back.
*
The Great Matriarch's Quarters.
The Great Matriarch, Un Ga-ryeo, was lying on her bed, weeping. The sorrow of losing her husband and sons had finally overwhelmed her.
Though their relationship had grown distant, he was her husband, more precious than anyone, and they were her children. And she had lost them all in an instant.
She could do nothing but let the tears flow.
She had nothing left now. Not her husband, not her children, and not even the clan where they had lived and grown.
A wave of grief washed over her, followed by a deepening depression. What had she done so wrong to deserve such trials and tribulations?
Knock, knock.
Just then, there was a knock at the door.
Was it the Third Madam, Geum Jeok-hwa?
Geum Jeok-hwa, who was in a similar position, often came to her quarters to stay for a while. She was the only person who would visit at this late hour.
"Come in."
The Great Matriarch granted the visitor permission.
Creak.
The door opened, and a figure stepped inside.
The Great Matriarch's eyes widened in surprise. The person who entered was completely different from who she had expected.
It wasn't Geum Jeok-hwa. It was Sun-woo.
"Have you been well, Great Matriarch?"
Sun-woo spoke to the startled woman.
"What is the meaning of this rudeness in the middle of the night? Leave at once."
The Great Matriarch immediately issued an expulsion order. She didn't want to see this man's face anymore.
He was the man who had approached her by pretending to be her son while her husband was still alive. Even if she was the one who had pounced on him while intoxicated, his presence in her room in the first place was inexcusable.
Furthermore, his words were full of suspicious gaps, even if they seemed to fit the situation on the surface. While she was grateful he had helped the Tang Clan repel the Demonic Cult, he was not a welcome guest.
"I came because I was worried."
"I have no desire for your concern."
'Calling me "you"...'
Sun-woo felt a bitter taste in his mouth at her harsh reaction. It seemed she still had no intention of forgiving him.
But he couldn't let it stay like this. Hadn't they already crossed a line that could never be uncrossed? He had to open her heart somehow.
"Great Matriarch, please listen to me."
"I don't want to hear it. Get out."
She refused to even listen, repeatedly ordering him to leave.
He was like a snake. She was certain that if she engaged him in conversation, he would use that silver tongue of his to toy with her as much as he pleased.
Despite her stubborn attitude, Sun-woo did not budge. If he gave up here, their relationship would remain at a permanent standstill. He needed to settle things between them.
"Don't avoid me."
Sun-woo spoke to her with a serious expression.
"What are you talking about?"
"I know very well that I make you uncomfortable. Of course I do. I disguised myself as your son and did... those things with you."
Sun-woo continued calmly. He was fully aware of why she felt uneasy around him. A man who claimed to have come to stop a Demonic Cult attack had ended up in bed with another man's wife—how could that not be uncomfortable?
"But weren't you the one who pounced on me first, Great Matriarch? How was I supposed to push you away in that situation?"
"I was intoxicated then! In the first place, if you hadn't snuck into my quarters, none of that would have happened!"
It was true. Even if she had initiated the act, Sun-woo was the one who had trespassed into her room. He didn't have a leg to stand on.
However, Sun-woo seemed to have more than enough excuses.
"I needed the Hundred-Year Flower! To mimic the Ten Thousand Streams Return to the Source Divine Art, I needed the Hundred-Year Flower you possessed!"
Sun-woo told her the truth about why he had broken into her room.
"Then you should have asked the Clan Head and made a formal request! How could you break into the room of the Tang Clan's Matriarch to steal it?"
"How could I ask for something you received as a wedding anniversary gift? And how would I have explained the reason? I didn't have time for such complicated processes. My entrance into the Godok Hall was imminent—when was I supposed to find the time to persuade you?"
"So, are you saying you did the right thing?"
"That's not what I'm saying. I'm telling you once again that it was an act of necessity. I didn't break in because I had some wicked design on you, Great Matriarch."
"Then what about the things you said later, about liking me? Was that all a lie?"
The Great Matriarch rebuked him with a sharp voice.
"What was I supposed to do when you kept trying to take your own life in front of me? I had to save you first!"
"Oh, look at the great saint we have here. Does such a noble person drive a stake through a mother's heart by pretending to be her son?"
"Didn't I say it was unavoidable? It was a necessary decision to catch the Demonic Cult spy."
"Enough. I don't want to hear it. Leave!"
"In the first place, didn't you tell me you loved me when I was disguised as your son?" Sun-woo shouted at her.
He remembered it vividly. Under the influence of the Yin-Yang Harmony Divine Art, the Great Matriarch had been dripping wet from just a bit of contact.
"W-What did you say?!"
The Great Matriarch's face flushed red as she stammered back at him. Why was he bringing that up now?
She had indeed been aroused by Sun-woo while he was disguised as her son, and she had suffered from immense guilt while they were together. Later, she had even come to rely on him, deceived by his sweet words.
When his true identity was revealed, she learned she hadn't committed an act of incest, but the feeling of betrayal was unavoidable.
"You whispered that you loved me that day, Great Matriarch. Did you not?"
"That was because you... were disguised as Se-gi..."
"So you only loved me because I was your son?"
"It's not that, but..."
It wasn't that. The reason she had developed feelings for him—aside from the sexual satisfaction that boosted her favor—was the constant attention and care he had shown her. It wasn't because he was Tang Se-gi.
"Then what exactly is the problem? I am not your son, but I still have feelings for you. I still like you, and just looking at you makes me horny. I want to fuck you so bad it's driving me crazy."
Sun-woo began to pour out his true feelings.
It was the truth. To be honest, he couldn't say he loved her as much as he loved Ok-ryeong, but he couldn't deny that she was a woman he was attracted to. Despite being middle-aged, she possessed a mature, sultry charm that made his heart race.
That was why he felt a surge of lust every time he saw her. He just wanted to plow her.
As the saying goes, once a monk gets a taste for meat, there won't be a bedbug left in the temple. Having already tasted her, it was difficult for Sun-woo to suppress his desires when she was right in front of him.
Sun-woo honestly confessed his state of mind.
"......Didn't you just say that the feelings you expressed before were all a lie?"
"That's not true."
"Do you like me?"
"Very much."
Sun-woo continued calmly. How many men in the world wouldn't be attracted to a woman with such a beautiful, ripe body?
The Great Matriarch simply stared at him in silence. She began to think deeply.
Why had she come to hate this man?
Was it really because they had shared an affair behind her husband's back? She had already blamed herself enough for that when she thought he was Tang Se-gi, and she had whispered words of love to him then.
Was it because he had deceived her by pretending to be her son? If anything, she should be grateful again that she hadn't actually committed a crime against heaven.
No matter how much she thought about it, those didn't seem to be the real reasons.
Then what was it?
After a long moment of contemplation, she finally realized why she hadn't wanted to see him.
Since the day he revealed the truth, this man hadn't visited her once. He hadn't offered a separate apology or even an excuse.
She was angry that she had been forgotten, and his indifference reminded her of her husband, Tang Jin-cheol. That was why she was angry, and why she had treated him so coldly.
And now, she finally understood that emotion.
'I wasn't actually angry at this man.'
She had just been hurt. As a woman.
"How much do you like me?"
The Great Matriarch looked at Sun-woo with eyes brimming with moisture.
"Enough that I want to pin you down on that bed right this second."
Sun-woo answered, meeting her gaze with an equally intense look.
Sensing the heat in his eyes, the Great Matriarch felt an inexplicable tingle in her lower body.
"Kiss me."
She slowly opened her lips toward him.
"If that's what you want."
Sun-woo slowly approached her. He looked at her cherry-like lips. They were beautiful lips, captivating as always.
Chuuu.
Sun-woo slowly pressed his lips against hers. He felt the soft texture of her lips through the contact.
Slurp, chu.
As they kissed, Sun-woo teased his tongue out and began to slowly enter her mouth. He started to lick her tongue.
Lick, lick.
The Great Matriarch also brought her tongue out, licking Sun-woo's in return.
Lick, lick.
Squish, squelch.
As their saliva mixed, lewd sounds began to fill the room. The sounds were incredibly vivid, and both Sun-woo and the Great Matriarch began to grow increasingly aroused.
Sun-woo slowly raised his hand and placed it over her right breast.
"...Haah."
Squish.
As he gave the breast a soft squeeze, the plump, pillowy sensation was transmitted directly to his palm.
Sun-woo felt his phallus surge with power.