Chapter 24: Blood Sword Fragrance Ok-ryeong-5
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 24: Blood Sword Fragrance Ok-ryeong-5
They say first impressions are half the battle.
The way you first appear to someone dictates their entire reputation of you. This is a highly reliable maxim that holds true not only in the modern world but also in the Murim.
Since humans have a psychological drive to maintain consistency, a first impression, once formed, is not easily changed.
Getting into Ok-ryeong’s bedchamber was a good start, but if Sun-woo didn't properly dig in and secure his spot, he might be kicked out as soon as his treatment was finished. To avoid Lee Jae-won, the strongest being in this world, he had to stay by Ok-ryeong’s side at all costs.
Thus, Sun-woo prepared a plan to leave the best possible first impression on her.
The role he would play was that of a polite, mature child who had suffered through the harsh storms of life but still knew how to be grateful and show proper etiquette.
Just then, the sound of her footsteps grew louder, and he felt her presence approaching the room.
Slid—
Sun-woo pretended not to notice at first, then looked at her with wide, startled eyes like a rabbit. He quickly stood up and assumed a solemn expression, showing the utmost respect to the savior who had spared his life.
"Thank you for saving me, Young Lady."
He stole a glance at her and saw that she looked quite pleased.
The first step was a success.
The second step was blatant flattery.
"I may look young, but I am older than I appear. Rather than 'Young Lady,' titles like 'Aunt' or 'Ma'am' would probably suit me better."
Of course, Sun-woo knew better than anyone that this woman, who looked to be in her mid-twenties, was actually middle-aged. He kept a straight face and continued.
"You must be joking. Young Lady, no matter how I look at you, you seem no older than an older cousin."
Where in the world was a woman who hated being told she looked young?
Seeing the corners of her mouth twitch, Sun-woo cheered inwardly.
The second step was also a success.
The third step was building rapport. He needed to close the psychological distance she felt.
"I understand. Then I shall call you Aunt."
"Thank you, Young Master."
"Aunt, I would also appreciate it if you spoke comfortably to me, as if I were your own nephew. It makes me feel bashful to hear formal speech from my life's savior and someone so much older than me."
"Very well, I understand. I shall speak casually then."
This, too, was a success.
"How did you end up collapsing on White Flower Peak?"
Finally, the time had come to execute the fourth step.
The fourth step was the sympathy card.
"Ugh... hic... sniff..."
Sun-woo immediately began to squeeze out tears.
Was it not said that a boy's tears stimulate a woman's maternal instincts?
Sun-woo recalled every difficult and sad experience of his life, doing his absolute best to turn on the waterworks.
"The circumstances do not matter. Just rest comfortably and then go."
Seeing Sun-woo’s tears, Ok-ryeong grew flustered and began to comfort him.
Good, time to dig in.
"Until now, no one has ever kindly asked me what happened... but hearing those words from you, Aunt, I was so grateful that the tears just came out on their own."
Hearing Sun-woo’s words, Ok-ryeong’s eyes welled up. Sun-woo was satisfied. He even felt a chill at his own incredible acting skills.
Maybe I should have done this for a living?
But then, something unexpected happened.
Tight—
She pulled Sun-woo into a hug.
Sun-woo was genuinely startled. This wasn't part of the plan.
Did the act work too well?
Wrapped in Ok-ryeong’s embrace, Sun-woo was dazed by her fragrant scent and the voluptuous feel of her tits against him.
Since it’s come to this, I’ll finish it!
Now was the chance.
"Uwaah... hic..."
Sun-woo tried his best to squeeze out more tears, but since he was forcing it so suddenly, they wouldn't come out right.
Ah, why won't they come out?
However, to Ok-ryeong, it looked like he was desperately trying to hold back his sobs.
"Don't hold it in. Cry as much as you want. They say a manly man shouldn't show his tears easily, but you are still young, so it is alright."
The mood is practically demanding a full-on wail now, isn't it?
Ok-ryeong’s sudden hug and maternal warmth made the atmosphere strangely heavy. The only silver lining was that he didn't have to force the tears anymore. Since he was buried in her chest, she couldn't see his face anyway.
To make it clear he was "crying," Sun-woo began to bawl even louder in her arms.
"Waaaaaaaah!"
Ok-ryeong soothed him, slowly stroking his hair.
Alright, the foundation is laid. Shall we raise the pillars?
Sensing that Ok-ryeong was more than halfway won over, Sun-woo mentally rehearsed the life story of the boy "Jang Sun-woo" several times. A foundation was important, but if the detailed construction supporting it was flimsy, it would all be for naught.
After completing his review, Sun-woo pulled back from Ok-ryeong’s embrace and began to weave the tale of the boy Jang Sun-woo.
It was a story he had revised and refined multiple times. There were a few clumsy parts, but he wasn't worried, as he could fill those gaps with more emotional manipulation.
The core of the life story Sun-woo created consisted of three points.
First was the introduction of the character Jang Sun-woo. He had to provide information on where he was born and raised, and what he had been doing.
Second was the identity of the Overlord Ghost-Face Armor. Since she had already realized it was a mystical artifact, he needed to create an excuse for it to avoid unnecessary suspicion.
Third and last was the background of how Jang Sun-woo appeared on White Flower Peak. The peak itself was rugged and notorious for being deserted. He needed an explanation for why a boy like him had no choice but to come here and why he was suffering from a high fever.
Sun-woo blended these three core elements together and began to tell his story. By the time he finished, Ok-ryeong’s eyes were red, and she pulled Sun-woo back into a tight embrace. Sun-woo took the cue and burst into another fit of sobbing.
With this, he wouldn't be kicked out the moment he recovered.
However, just when Sun-woo thought everything was going according to plan, he encountered an unexpected ambush.
It was his own phallus.
Earlier, he had been so focused on his soul-stirring performance and squeezing out tears that he hadn't noticed. But now that he felt Ok-ryeong was fully on his side, other thoughts began to creep in.
From the perspective of Sun-woo, who possessed the vigorous body and mind of a man in his twenties, Ok-ryeong’s elegant beauty and sensual body were far too stimulating. Furthermore, having merged with Jang Sam and absorbed his memories, Sun-woo’s libido had effectively doubled.
There was no way Sun-woo could withstand Ok-ryeong’s physical onslaught.
Stop it, you piece of shit.
Contrary to Sun-woo’s wishes, his phallus grew rapidly, putting him in a predicament. If he got an erection in this position, it would touch Ok-ryeong’s thigh, and all his acting up to this point might be exposed.
Sun-woo mentally recited the Heart Sutra, sang hymns, and even went through the national anthem.
But as if mocking his efforts, his phallus grew even larger and finally brushed against her thigh.
Fuck! Nooooooo!!
Thump.
"Oh my."
Feeling the erect phallus touch her thigh, Ok-ryeong realized that Sun-woo had an erection.
"......"
She turned red and said nothing.
"......"
Sun-woo didn't know what to say either, so he just stayed still.
The situation became incredibly awkward. They were still hugging, and Sun-woo’s Yang-energy was poking at her thigh.
"......"
"I'm sorry, Aunt. I don't know why I'm like this. Hic... sniff..."
After a long silence, Sun-woo pulled away from her embrace. He began to sniffle and cry again.
There is a saying: "Tears first, victory follows." If you turn on the waterworks when in trouble, everything usually gets resolved smoothly. Especially for a soft-hearted woman like Ok-ryeong, there was no weapon as powerful as tears.
Seeing Sun-woo’s tears, Ok-ryeong hurriedly began to comfort him.
"It's alright, Sun-woo. Isn't it just proof that you are a healthy man? Besides, the Sun Herb contains immense Extreme Yang Qi, so a single root of Ice Cold Herb wouldn't have fully neutralized it. This is just a phenomenon caused by the remaining Sun Herb energy, so do not pay it any mind."
Ok-ryeong wore a benevolent expression, showing her understanding toward Sun-woo.
To Sun-woo, who was in a bind, her words were like a ray of light. Not only did she accept the erection as a sign of health, but she even provided the excuse of the Sun Herb herself. How could he not be pleased?
She truly lived up to her role as the ultimate paragon of understanding created by the author.
Sun-woo cheered inwardly, but his face remained miserable.
"I'm sorry, Aunt. I am trash. I've betrayed your kindness and had beastly thoughts."
Then, he began to act out, slapping his own cheeks.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
It was a bit over the top, but he couldn't just let this slide half-heartedly. Even if she understood now, there was no telling what might happen later.
"What are you doing? Stop that!"
Startled by Sun-woo’s sudden self-harm, Ok-ryeong grabbed his hands.
"Aunt, please let go. Trash like me deserves to be punished."
"Even so, I cannot watch you harm yourself. Stop it at once."
Ok-ryeong let out a hint of her aura, looking genuinely angry. As expected of a master in the Transcendent Realm, the energy was chilling enough to make his spine tingle, and Sun-woo felt a genuine pang of fear.
"But... if I don't do this, I won't be able to bear the guilt, Aunt."
Sun-woo looked up at Ok-ryeong with tear-filled eyes.
"Ah..."
At that sight, Ok-ryeong’s heart began to soften again.
Tight—
Ok-ryeong pulled Sun-woo back into her chest.
"I am truly fine, Sun-woo. In fact, I was actually a bit happy that you could see an old woman like me as a woman."
"Aunt..."
"Look, haven't I embraced you again? I really don't mind, so do not worry. I won't hate you for something like this."
"Thank you, Aunt... sniff..."
"A manly man sure cries a lot. I will let it slide today as a special case, but from now on, save your tears."
"I understand, Aunt. I won't show any more tears after today."
Sun-woo spoke to her with a bright smile.
"Yes, yes. Good boy."
Ok-ryeong stroked his head as if he were precious.
Though it ended on a heartwarming note, the fact remained that his phallus was still poking her thigh, making Ok-ryeong feel uncomfortable. Yet, she worried that pushing him away now would hurt the boy's feelings.
"Now that I think about it, you said you haven't eaten all day, right? I shall go prepare some food immediately."
With those words, she practically fled the bedchamber. It was her way of escaping the embarrassing situation.
Slide—
As soon as she closed the door and left, Sun-woo grabbed the phallus that had caused him so much trouble.
"You little bastard, you almost fucked everything up."
He cursed it out, but his phallus remained majestic, proudly asserting its presence.
Looking at his standing member, Sun-woo felt a sense of pity. Come to think of it, he hadn't used this thing in over half a year. Since his last night with Paeng Ji-yoon, it had been sealed away for six months, so it was understandable that it would go wild when given the chance.
In the cave, he had been so absorbed in his martial arts that he hadn't realized, but now that he had some breathing room, his libido was exploding.
Sun-woo decided he’d have to find an opportunity to take matters into his own hands later and sat quietly, waiting for Ok-ryeong to bring the food.
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Meanwhile, Ok-ryeong, who had fled the room, felt her heart pounding.
She had only hugged Sun-woo with the pure intention of comforting him, but his phallus had grown and poked her thigh.
It was quite large...
Even through his pants, the size of the phallus was impressive at a glance. The moment she imagined the shape of what she had felt, Ok-ryeong’s face flushed deep red with embarrassment.
Am I really an attractive enough woman for that child to feel sexual arousal?
Once the question took root, a strange feeling began to wash over her.
What if he couldn't hold back and pounced on me? What would I do?
Just imagining it made her breathing grow heavy.
That large phallus would enter me... Haa...
Soon, her nipples began to slowly harden.
Ah!
Sensing the change in her body, she firmly cut off her delusions. She had almost lost control.
No, that was just something that happened because the Sun Herb's energy was still lingering!
Ok-ryeong began to deny the fantasies in her head, telling herself they were nonsense. Logically, why would a seventeen-year-old boy get excited by a withered middle-aged woman?
Having only ever experienced one man, Lee Jae-won, she didn't truly recognize her own beauty and fell into a deep misunderstanding.
I'm acting like such a fool, really.
She tapped her own head, rebuking herself for having such ridiculous thoughts. She felt too embarrassed to face Sun-woo again.
But she didn't realize one thing.
Without her even knowing, her underwear had become quite wet.