Chapter 5

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 5

Chapter Title: Cleanup Rush and Naked Stroll

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First things first, I needed to wake up Choi Ji-eun, whom I'd barely knocked out.

I couldn't just leave her like that, soaked head to toe in my bodily fluids.

"...Mom, Mom...?"

"Hng, hngg...."

But she was still sprawled out flat on her back, just grunting faintly. She wasn't coming around anytime soon.

Leaving her there would've been suicide for me, so I scooped her into my arms and somehow dragged her to the bathroom.

"Haah..."

Managing to shove her into the tub was a success.

Then I turned on the warm water and washed the fluids off 'Mom's' body.

"Hngg... ha, haaah..."

Thankfully, she reacted as the water hit her skin.

Shivering from the chill, she snapped her eyes open and shot a glance at me splashing water on ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her.

"...Mom, you awake?"

"Ah......"

She parted her lips with a small moan.

She mumbled something indistinctly, then promptly dropped her head to the tub floor and went still.

"Um... Sis is coming home soon. Gotta clean up, so can you wash yourself for a bit?"

"......"

There was no reply from 'Mom', but I figured she got the point.

That dejected look was probably just an act, or so I thought.

"Uh, now then..."

"Yeah?"

But as I turned to leave, 'Mom's' voice piped up.

"...Is it over now...?"

"...What? You saying you want another fuck right now?"

"N-No...! I mean, what Mom's trying to say is... fr-from now on, we can't do this anymore..."

"Ha... why the hell not?"

"Because... you're my son, Hansol... How could a mom and son possibly do something like that..."

I stared hard at 'Mom', who hemmed and hawed but managed to spit out everything she wanted to say.

That cute, innocent face paired with tits fit to burst, a body perfectly maintained despite her age, and a pussy so clean and tight it could pass for a virgin's—not to mention the grip of her hole. Divine cunt didn't even begin to cover it.

And now what? No more starting next time?

Where had the 'Mom' gone who'd been spreading her legs and offering her pussy to me? Now she was just blurting out nonsense.

"...Mom. I'm pretty busy right now, okay? Can we talk about this later?"

"Wh-what do you mean later... It's done today... so there's no next time..."

"Ah, got it. Got it, so just wash up first. Okay?"

Cleaning up this disaster zone wouldn't even be possible if I didn't hustle.

No exaggeration—the system was counting down like the apocalypse was imminent. Lingering to chat with 'Mom' was way too risky.

"...You promised."

"Ah, yeah."

"U-Uh. G-Go on out quick..."

'Mom' suddenly seemed bashful, covering her fully exposed naked body with her hands as she turned her back to me.

"Kyaa, kyaang—!"

"Hng... Hurry and wash up. I need to go next."

In the midst of it, I groped the tits spilling out sideways—barely covered anyway—and whispered to her.

'Mom' jolted in shock and toppled forward, giving me a full view of her pussy.

"What? Begging to get fucked?"

"I-I told you to stop...!"

The way she frantically covered her crotch with her palm looked so obscenely hot that my cock started swelling like it might burst.

"Sigh, if only there was more time—I'd pound you again."

Slap—!

"Kyaaang~!"

"Heading out first."

Regret was oozing out of me too.

I'd seriously weighed one last fuck with 'Mom' against the end of the world, but after dozens of loads, my sanity had mostly returned.

"Sigh... how am I gonna clean all this up."

A total fucking wreck in four letters.

Nah, pussy apocalypse.

I wiped up every visible drop of fluid.

Mopped every reachable corner, top to bottom.

But fuck... no matter how much I scrubbed and cleaned, no success notification popped up.

"...Ah, are there still spots left to clean...?"

'Mom's' timid words came as she helped clean beside me. I scoured the area, but it looked pristine.

"...Suji's due any second now. Shouldn't you... wash up? Or at least throw on some clothes..."

Her words finally clued me in.

The one who'd been broadcasting that we'd fucked all over this house was none other than me.

"I-I'm jumping in the shower right now!"

My head spun from the real-time countdown.

I bolted straight for the bathroom.

"Hng, haa, hng, hngg!"

Holding my breath, I sprinted at full tilt.

Snatched the showerhead and doused myself without even checking the temp.

"Hng, so cold..."

My balls shriveled at the second-by-second drop.

I frantically scrubbed my whole body and rinsed. Finally, the notification I craved appeared before my eyes.

"Fuck my fucking mom..."

It was a type of terror I'd never felt before.

Like swimming in the deep sea, my body trembled with dread of the unknowable abyss ahead.

Part of me wondered if the world-ending crap was just system bullshit, but I was too chickenshit to test it—which only made it scarier.

As I was now, I was reduced to raping on command, knocking her out, and now scrubbing the evidence too.

"If you're gonna pull this shit... at least give some fat fucking rewards..."

I muttered like someone might be listening, but as expected, no response came.

"Sigh......"

I was lost in washing up, letting out deep sighs, when it happened.

"What the fuuuuck!!"

The penalty alone had curses flying from my mouth.

This had to be someone's twisted prank—nothing else made sense.

I scanned the surroundings immediately.

Of course, no prying eyes anywhere, but I checked every ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠corner anyway.

"You absolute fucker... I'm grateful and all, but can you drop the world-ending bullshit for once...?"

One day in, and "destruction" had me on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

This wasn't some trivial joke, yet the penalty was "you know lol"—it was flipping my guts inside out.

In the original Eat Them All, the system was just a friendly convenience for the protagonist, smoothing out the plot without any real threats.

It never menaced the MC like this.

"Ah... fuck it... I'll eat 'em all or die trying."

Reaffirming my goal, I roughly toweled off.

I slung the towel over my shoulder to head out, but chucked it irritably into the laundry bin just in case.

"Huuu..."

A deep sigh welled ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠up from my gut.

I yanked open the bathroom door and stepped out bold as brass, just like the system demanded.

"Hey, what the hell's that smell in the house, ah..."

The house layout put the living room sofa in a straight shot from the bathroom.

Like it was built for today—I had to admire it.

And this made three times today 'Sis' laid eyes on my cock.

First on the bed, second at the table before she left, and now the third.

But up till now, I'd at least had clothes on top.

This time, naturally, it was full monty.

"Ah... a, aaaa..."

She gawked with her mouth hanging open like an idiot.

Her stare stung my glans so bad.

"...Back home?"

Playing it cool—max cool—I greeted 'Sis' and kept walking.

"Yo- yo- you fucking psycho bastaaard—!!!!!"

'Sis' covered her face in shock.

But damn, mother and daughter were identical—even through her fingers, she was sneaking peeks at my body.

"Ah, why the screaming fit."

"Yaaa—! Get your ass inside already!? Or cover the fuck up!!"

"Just don't look then, Sis. I can see your eyes through your fingers?"

"Wh- wh- who is!?"

"Turn your head or something. Anyway, I'm going in."

She'd always had this cool image, but right now she looked kinda dumb and dopey.

"M-Mommm! Park Hansol's lost his fucking mind!!"

With that final shriek from 'Sis', I made it to my room.

I checked the system window popping up first.

"...What kinda bullshit is this..."

Rape, knockout, and now cock-flashing.

The fact that this raised Favorability was absurd enough, but it actually did.

And the updated info still had that Tip nagging me to flash my cock often.

No matter how invincible and godlike the system interface was, I couldn't shake the suspicion this time.

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