Chapter 769
Chapter 769
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 769
Chapter Title: Radiant Ascension Path
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"H-ha, don't do it. Please. At least spare Seol-i...."
"Heh. Very well, Executioner. But on one condition."
"...Condition?"
NamgungRin looked at me with tense eyes.
I couldn't just tell her to strip and offer her body to me. NamgungRin wasn't some ordinary woman. Push too hard, and she'd push back for sure. So, start small and gradually ramp it up.
"Sit."
"What?"
"Squat right there."
I said it like an order. Her eyes sharpened.
"What's your game?"
"I'll leave NamgungSeol alone if you entertain me instead. Can't even squat when I tell you to? Fine, don't. She'll do it for you if you won't."
I reached out again and gripped the sleeping NamgungSeol's shoulder.
"A-alright. I'll do as you say, so let go of Seol-i."
I pulled my hand back and glanced at NamgungSeol. She bit her lip in frustration before squatting just as I'd instructed.
NamgungRin must have been thinking something like this deep down: It's not like I'm undressing or letting him touch me—it's just squatting.
But the moment she obeyed my command, it was silently decided that I was above her. Whether she realized it or not.
"Stand."
"......"
NamgungRin stood. I felt a twinge of regret. Her clothes wrapped her body tightly. Even her F-cup breasts barely jiggled when she moved.
"Sit. Stand. Sit. Stand."
"......"
NamgungRin followed my words without complaint. But her face was stiff, brimming with dissatisfaction.
"Hands behind your head."
"...How long are you going to keep up this ridiculous nonsense?"
"Must be boring for you, Executioner, but I'm having fun. Hurry up and put your hands behind your head. It's not like I'm asking you to strip."
"Kuh...."
Her face twisted in humiliation. Biting her lower lip, she placed both hands behind her head as ordered. Her armpits opened up, making her chest look even more pronounced. If she'd been naked, my dick would've been rock hard already.
"Sit like that. Stand."
I kept barking orders at NamgungRin. Humans are creatures of habit. At first, she scowled, but after ten minutes, she obeyed with a blank expression. Her hostility toward me remained, of course.
"...Don't tell me you're hoping I'll get tired? Give it up. This won't wear me out."
I knew that much. She was on my level strength-wise. It'd take all day nonstop for this basic exercise to drain her stamina. And that wasn't my goal anyway.
"I know. What I want is for NamgungSeol's direct line, NamgungRin, to obey me without refusing. You have no idea how fun that is."
Another thirty minutes of sit-stand reps later, I stepped up to her.
"That's enough for today."
"...For today?"
"You didn't think it'd end with just this, did you? Something this fun? Well, you don't have to. Seol-i can take your place."
"......I'll do it. Don't touch Seol-i. ...Please be good to her."
"That depends on how well you perform. Stay still."
I placed my hand on NamgungRin's head and stroked it—like an owner petting a pet. Of course, with Sexual Sensitivity Boost active.
Slap!
NamgungRin swatted my hand away and jumped up. My wrist throbbed from the force.
"What... the hell do you think you're doing?"
She growled. The killing intent radiating from her was real. But it was all bravado. She couldn't kill me. As long as her precious little sister's life hung in my hands, I held the upper hand.
"That's what I want to ask you. What do you think you're doing?"
"Don't you turn this on me! You think I'm a joke?"
"You're the shameless one. This is your only warning. Keep acting up, and NamgungSeol's future becomes hell. Don't forget that."
I glared at her, lowering my voice. NamgungRin flinched and stepped back. Her gaze flicked to NamgungSeol on the bed, then back to me.
"......I was wrong. Don't touch Seol-i."
I reached out again and stroked her head. This time, she didn't swat my hand. She just glared at me like she wanted to kill me.
"See you tomorrow morning."
"......"
I brushed past NamgungRin and left.
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NamgungRin started her morning in low spirits. After a quick wash with the help of an elderly maid, she changed clothes, paid morning respects to the family elders, and headed to NamgungSeol's quarters. Seol-i would be awake by now—the kid had a habit of sleeping and rising early, unlike her.
"Miss Rin. You've come."
A woman at the entrance to NamgungSeol's annex bowed to her. Short hair like a man's, tanned skin—a sturdy heroine type.
She exuded masculinity, but that didn't make her look like a man. Her martial arts-honed, toned body, perky breasts, and firm ass screamed femininity. Though she herself didn't care much for it.
Her name was NamgungGuha. A collateral branch of the Namgungfamily and NamgungSeol's bodyguard.
"It's been a while, Guha. Four years? You've gotten stronger."
"You're too kind. You've grown more composed yourself, miss."
"Where's Seol-i? I'd like to have breakfast with her. She's up, right?"
"Yes, Miss Seol-i is awake, but...."
NamgungGuha looked awkward, fidgeting. The hesitation put NamgungRin on edge. Come to think of it, why was Guha standing guard at the entrance? She should be right by NamgungSeol's side.
"......Someone came to see Seol-i early this morning?"
"Yes. There's a guest already. Miss Rin, I'm sorry, but breakfast will have to wait...."
"Sung Yu-jin, right?"
"...Yes. She's having breakfast with Young Master Sung, her fiancé."
NamgungRin gritted her teeth. Each step thudded heavily against the ground. NamgungGuha blocked her path.
"Guha, move."
"Miss Rin. Promise me—no making a scene. Young Master Sung will be Miss Seol-i's husband."
"Guha! You don't know what a scumbag Sung Yu-jin is? His nickname's Lecherous Young Master! Lecherous Young Master!"
"I know! Do you think I wouldn't look into the man who's to marry her?!"
"You knew and left them alone together?!"
NamgungRin snapped.
"It was Miss Seol-i's order! And without Young Master Sung, she won't last another three years! He's her only hope! The family head and elders know it too—that's why they had to accept him!"
"......"
NamgungRin fell silent, watching NamgungGuha's passionate outburst. She understood Sung Yu-jin's necessity all too well.
"...I won't cause a fuss inside. I know he's her hope too. Move aside."
"......Yes. I trust you, Miss Rin."
Guha stepped aside.
NamgungRin entered the annex and went straight to NamgungSeol's room. The door was slightly ajar. Without thinking, she suppressed her presence and peeked through the gap.
Sung Yu-jin and NamgungSeol sat at the table, chatting intimately.
"What do you want to do most once you're better?"
"See the Blue Sea."
Blue Sea—not the ocean, but Cheonghae Lake. Jinje Kingdom's largest lake, called Blue Sea for its vastness like the sea. It wasn't the ocean, but a salty lake.
"Blue Sea, huh. That's pretty far."
"Yeah. Too far for someone sickly like me. Without big brother, I'd never have dreamed of going."
"I didn't say I'd take you."
"Big brother.... You won't?"
NamgungSeol's red eyes welled up. Sung Yu-jin chuckled and placed a hand on her snow-white hair.
"If you want to go, we will. But you know you can't right now."
"Yeah. I can wait."
"Not eating more?"
"I'm full."
"Oh? Halfway done and already full? Mind if I check?"
"Ah, big brother...."
NamgungRin's eyes widened. Sung Yu-jin's hand loosened NamgungSeol's top and stroked her bare stomach. Flustered but unsure what to do, NamgungSeol allowed it.
As her sister, she couldn't stand it. NamgungRin flung the door open and stormed in.
"Unnie Rin?"
"Sung Yu-jin! Get away from Seol-i right now!"
Sung Yu-jin smirked. No intention of stopping. If anything, he stroked her belly more blatantly.
"Hngh...."
A small moan escaped NamgungSeol. Not from displeasure, but unconscious pleasure. Something NamgungRin refused to believe.
"I said get away!"
NamgungRin's voice grew venomous.
"Executioner. You think barging in and yelling is polite?"
His polite speech in front of NamgungSeol only made him more repulsive to her.
"You're toying with her! Seol-i isn't your plaything!"
"I know. She's my fiancée. More than lovers. No issue with us like this. She doesn't mind. Right?"
"......"
NamgungSeol nodded quietly.
Sung Yu-jin pulled her into his arms. Embraced, she looked up at him blankly. He leisurely stroked her small face.
"And whether we kiss or not is none of your business."
"Big brother...."
Their faces drew closer.
"Aaaah!"
NamgungRin couldn't take it and charged at Sung Yu-jin. Her fist slapped his cheek. He didn't dodge on purpose, tumbling back with NamgungSeol.
"Big brother...!"
NamgungSeol shot up to check on him. One cheek red, blood from his nose and lips. She turned a cold gaze on NamgungRin.
"Unnie Rin. Bursting in like this—what are you doing? Apologize to big brother Sung."
NamgungRin flinched. She'd never seen NamgungSeol this angry. In her memory, Seol-i was sweet, fragile, never one to rage.
"S-Seol-i. Th-this is all for your sake...."
"For my sake? Big brother Sung is my fiancé. No reason to hit him."
"That guy's... no good for you. Not worthy."
"I need big brother to live. We're destined. And he's way better than you think."
Her head spun at NamgungSeol's words. What trick had Sung Yu-jin pulled to make her react like this?
"You know his reputation? Lecherous Young Master. A lowlife!"
"I know. But that's no reason to hit him. You're the bad one here, not big brother."
"...Seol-i...."
"Apologize to him. Or I won't speak to you ever again."
NamgungRin squeezed her eyes shut. Her beloved sister's words tore at her heart.
Apologize.
If it was just words, for her sister, she could bow her head.
Opening her eyes, she looked at Sung Yu-jin—and flinched. Behind NamgungSeol, he grinned more vilely than anyone.
The urge to punch his head again surged, but Seol-i's demeanor grew icier. NamgungRin bowed to him.
"...Sorry, Sung Yu-jin. I got too worked up."
"Ah, I understand. Forgiven. Executioner, we're to be family—no need to sour relations early."
Sung Yu-jin reached out, fiddling with NamgungSeol's shoulder and side. NamgungRin clenched her fist.
"But Executioner, don't you owe another apology?"
"...I didn't do anything else wrong."
"You broke our promise. We were to meet this morning."