Chapter 205: Sun-woo Gets Scolded
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 205: Sun-woo Gets Scolded
A warm, cozy energy enveloped Sun-woo’s body.
The feeling was so snug that Sun-woo burrowed deeper into it.
Squish, squish.
A sensation of incomparable softness began to wrap around Sun-woo’s face.
This feels good.
Marveling at the sensation, Sun-woo basked in a sense of pure bliss. Still with his eyes closed, he slowly raised his hands.
Knead, knead.
He began to massage the soft objects framing his face. Instantly, a supple, pliant softness spread across his palms.
"Ah... hngh..."
As he was enjoying the texture, a soft moan escaped. Sun-woo, relishing the sound, gripped even firmer.
"Hah!"
An even louder moan followed.
"Do you like it that much?"
Soon, a beautiful, melodic voice drifted into Sun-woo’s ear.
Sun-woo slowly opened his eyes. Looking back at him with loving eyes was a woman of immense grace and beauty—Madam Tang.
"I love it."
Sun-woo gave a short reply while gazing at her. Then, he buried his face back into her chest and began to knead her breasts to his heart's content.
Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze.
"Haaah..."
Madam Tang let out a moan as Sun-woo worked her flesh like he was kneading dough. A smile played on Sun-woo’s lips at the sound. Her reaction was just as wonderful as the feel of her.
"Shall we go one more round?" Sun-woo asked in a suggestive voice, still fondling her.
"Oh... no, we can't. We agreed to keep an eye on Lady So-ok starting today."
Madam Tang shook her head, declining his offer.
"Tsk."
Sun-woo smacked his lips in disappointment. If it were up to him, he would have stayed like this all day, but the situation clearly wouldn't allow it.
Pat, pat.
"Don't worry. Night always comes eventually."
As if finding Sun-woo’s disappointment cute, Madam Tang stroked his hair. Sun-woo smiled, thinking of the night they would spend together. Once he left for the North Sea, he wouldn't see her for at least four months. He intended to hold her as much as possible in the time they had left.
It was then.
Flash.
Huh?
Sun-woo felt something flash through his mind.
What was that?
He felt a sense of unease. It was a memory that had passed too quickly to grasp, but he felt as though he had forgotten something incredibly important. Sun-woo frowned slightly, straining to recover the fleeting thought. It felt too uncomfortable to simply let it go.
"What's wrong?" Madam Tang asked, noticing his grimace.
"Ugh... I feel like I'm on the verge of remembering something, but it won't come to me."
"Pardon?"
"I feel like there was something important I had to do, but I can't remember exactly what it was."
"Does it seem like something very important?"
"I think it's really important..." Sun-woo replied with a puzzled expression.
He couldn't recall it, but the nagging feeling in his gut suggested it was no small matter.
"In times like that, it's best to slowly retrace your steps."
"Retrace my steps?"
"Yes. Start from what happened today and work your way back through yesterday, step by step."
"Oh."
Sun-woo was impressed. If he really couldn't remember, retracing his actions as she suggested seemed like the most effective method. Sun-woo closed his eyes and began to mentally review his recent activities.
I did it with Ga-ryeo in cowgirl... then doggy... then missionary... then back-seated... licked her pussy... she sucked my dick...
Sun-woo slowly went through the events of yesterday one by one.
...Ga-ryeo cried, so I comforted her... Tang Seo-yoon stopped Ok-ryeong from following us... the trip to the North Sea was decided... at Ok-ryeong's quarters... Ah!
Suddenly, Sun-woo’s eyes snapped open, wide as saucers.
Holy shit, I'm dead.
The forgotten memory had finally surfaced. He bolted upright.
"Ga-ryeo, I'm going to get ready and head out first!"
Sun-woo scrambled out of bed, hurriedly grabbing his clothes and throwing them on.
"What is it? What's happened?" Madam Tang asked, her face full of confusion.
What could possibly be so urgent that her dear husband was moving in such a frantic rush?
"Urgent business!"
With that, Sun-woo threw open the door and dashed outside. Madam Tang could only tilt her head in confusion as she watched his retreating back.
*
Sun-woo ran.
He pushed his Yin-Yang Harmony Divine Art to its limit and used the Wind-Dust Step, sprinting with everything he had. Even that wasn't enough, so he activated his Awakening to push his physical capabilities to the absolute extreme. Sun-woo’s body became a blur, leaving only afterimages as he vanished into the distance.
Dammit, dammit, dammit, dammit!
Sun-woo cursed a thousand times over in his head. He was fully aware of how dire the situation was. As soon as he had arrived at the Tang Clan, he had gone to Ok-ryeong and shared a deep kiss. He had even made a firm, secret promise that he wouldn't let her sleep all night.
And he had forgotten that promise.
Not only that, but he had spent that very night intimately with Madam Tang instead of Ok-ryeong.
She was definitely angry. Not just angry—she was going to be absolutely furious. Sun-woo’s pace quickened even more.
.
.
.
.
After running for who knows how long, Sun-woo finally arrived in front of Ok-ryeong’s quarters.
"Huff... huff... huff... huff..."
Because he had run with every ounce of his strength, it hadn't taken long. However, his heart was pounding like crazy, and he was gasping for air. It was the side effect of his Awakening. He had used an ability he hadn't even touched during his fight with Joo So-yang just for this.
Sun-woo stepped inside the residence.
Step, step.
"Ok-ryeong~" he called out her name.
"..."
But despite his call, there was no response from within. Sun-woo began to slowly look around. Since the door to her original bedroom had been broken, she was bound to be somewhere else. He opened the doors one by one, searching for her.
After some time...
Flinch.
Suddenly, a massive wave of murderous aura washed over Sun-woo.
"Ugh!"
Sun-woo let out an involuntary groan. It was a murderous aura so dense and chilling that even Sun-woo, who had reached the Transcendent Realm, felt a shiver down his spine.
Gulp.
Sun-woo swallowed hard and began to look for the source of the aura. It didn't take long to realize that the overwhelming pressure was emanating from the room at the very end of the hall.
Sun-woo walked toward it.
Knock, knock.
Arriving at the door, he knocked gently.
"Ok-ryeong?"
"..."
"You're in there, right?"
"..."
"I'm coming in."
"..."
Sun-woo spoke to the door several times, but there was no reply.
Gulp.
Swallowing again, he slowly reached for the doorknob.
Creeeeak.
He pushed the door open and stepped inside. As the room was revealed, Sun-woo scanned the interior.
Flinch.
He couldn't help but jump slightly. There, sitting on the corner of the bed at the far end of the room, was Ok-ryeong, radiating a terrifyingly grim energy.
"..."
She was staring at Sun-woo with eyes full of murderous intent. Sun-woo felt goosebumps at the sight. There was a massive discrepancy between this and the gentle, benevolent Ok-ryeong he knew. Her eyes were bloodshot; it seemed she had stayed up all night waiting for him. And seeing her in her sheer nightgown, it was obvious how much she had been looking forward to last night.
I'm screwed.
Sun-woo realized it then. The situation was far more serious than he had imagined.
"...Why have you come?"
Ok-ryeong spoke in a voice so cold it made Sun-woo’s blood run cold.
"To see you, of course..."
"Why?"
"Because I missed you..."
"Now? After all this time?"
"..."
"Sun-woo, right now, I am incredibly resentful, bitter, and hurt."
"..."
"Do you have any idea how excited I was while waiting for you? I tidied the bed, put on perfume, and even did my makeup, just waiting for you to come."
Ok-ryeong continued, her displeasure evident.
"But no matter how long I waited, you didn't come. Not after two hours, not after six, not even after eight."
"...I'm sorry."
Sun-woo hung his head and apologized. No matter how he thought about it, he had no excuse.
"Lift your head. Don't look away. Look me straight in the eye."
Ok-ryeong scolded him, her voice rising.
"What do your promises to me even mean, Sun-woo? Is a promise to me not precious to you?"
She spat the words out as if interrogating him.
"It's not that, but..."
"If it's not that, then why are you only coming now? Didn't you say you were just going to tell Madam Tang about the trip to the North Sea and then come right back? I don't recall hearing that you were going to spend the night with her."
Ok-ryeong was rarely this angry, her face even flushing with emotion. Sun-woo felt a wave of guilt wash over him. Ok-ryeong had never once been angry with him until now. Not when he confessed to deceiving her, nor when she found out he had been intimate with Madam Tang behind her back. She had simply understood him without a single word of reproach. She was too kind to blame anyone.
But now, that very woman was angry. The woman who had understood everything was lashing out. He couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by guilt.
"Sun-woo, you are a truly wicked man. I was supposed to be first... I was the one who was supposed to spend the night with you yesterday!"
Ok-ryeong’s emotions finally boiled over, and tears began to well in her eyes.
"Sob... hic... ugh..."
Before long, she began to weep.
"Ok...ryeong?"
Sun-woo looked panicked at her sudden tears.
"Hic... ugh... why do you keep making things so hard for me?"
Ok-ryeong looked at Sun-woo with tear-soaked eyes.
"When we first spent the night together, I said it was enough just to have you by my side, right? That was a lie. I don't just want you by my side; I want you to look at me, and I want to be the only one you love."
Ok-ryeong began to pour out her pent-up sorrow.
"When I heard you had formed a deep relationship with Madam Tang, I didn't show it much, but I felt like my heart was being ripped apart. Because as you gained another woman, your interest in me would naturally fade!"
"..."
"But I endured it. Because I love you! Because your mere existence is like a light to me! And I rationalized it. I told myself that I was still your first woman!"
"..."
"But did you have to make me feel this pathetic? Did you even stop to imagine how I would feel, knowing you promised to spend the night with me but went to Madam Tang instead? It was miserable. So, so miserable! And even that rationalization of being your 'first' has been shattered!"
Ok-ryeong glared at Sun-woo through her tears. She was furious that Sun-woo had chosen Madam Tang over her. She felt as though his affection had shifted away from her entirely.
"Why do you keep making me feel so pathetic! Why! Why! Why do you make me have to be the bad person to you! I don't want to be angry... I don't want to be angry with you..."
"I'm sorry."
"Why can't you understand how I feel, being pushed to second place... why... why..."
Ok-ryeong slumped her shoulders and hung her head in dejection.
"I'm sorry... Ok-ryeong... I'm so, so sorry."
Sun-woo approached her and pulled her into an embrace.
"I don't know... Sun-woo, you're a truly bad person..."
Ok-ryeong accepted his touch as if unable to resist, then began to weakly thud her fists against his chest.
Pat, pat.
"It's all my fault. I'm sorry, Ok-ryeong."
Sun-woo stroked her hair as he apologized. In truth, he had nothing to say other than "I'm sorry." Regardless of the circumstances, it was an undeniable fact that he had completely forgotten his promise to Ok-ryeong and spent the night with Madam Tang.
Listening to Ok-ryeong, Sun-woo reflected deeply. He realized that even she, who seemed to understand everything because of her gentle nature, was actually just enduring it. He realized he had taken her kindness for granted and treated her carelessly.
She was anxious. Anxious that his interest would wane, anxious that she would be abandoned. And he had treated such a fragile woman without any consideration. Sun-woo repented for his complacency toward the person most precious to him.
"Ok-ryeong."
Sun-woo spoke as he looked down at her in his arms.
"To me, you are always number one."
"Liar."
Ok-ryeong shook her head, denying his words. She felt that if she were truly first, he never would have forgotten their promise.
"It's true."
Sun-woo continued, stroking her hair.
"You are like a sanctuary to me. A place where I feel more comfortable, warm, and cozy than anywhere else. An absolute sanctuary."
"..."
"If you aren't number one, then who could be?"
"..."
"Ok-ryeong."
"...Yes."
"Because you're so precious, I should have cherished you more, but I think I got too used to that preciousness and forgot for a moment."
Sun-woo hugged her even tighter.
"I'll make sure this never happens again. And I'll make it clear to everyone. That you are my number one."
"..."
"Will you forgive me?"
Sun-woo looked at her with sincere eyes.
"Sun-woo, you really are a bad man."
Ok-ryeong looked back at him.
"If you say all that, I have no choice but to forgive you."
She rubbed her face against his chest.
"Thank you, Ok-ryeong."
Sun-woo spoke with heartfelt gratitude. He felt a surge of appreciation for her for forgiving him so readily. In the end, he felt her consideration for him once again.
Sun-woo pulled Ok-ryeong’s slender body closer, and she burrowed into his embrace, soaking in his warmth.