Chapter 189: It’s All Your Fault, You Crazy Bitch!
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 189: It’s All Your Fault, You Crazy Bitch!
“I’ve finished it, Kaori. Can I have another?”
“...What do you want to drink?”
Once I had firmly established dominance, I could lead her wherever I wanted. Wearing a relaxed expression, I thrust my hand into Yuseoha’s mouth. As the wicked sow carefully sucked on my fingers, I smeared her saliva across her cheek.
I was putting in a lot of effort to act this out for the sake of this gloomy, loser, delusional princess, but it started to hurt my heart seeing how much she was actually enjoying it.
“I never told you to lick, you stupid dog.”
I tugged hard on Yuseoha’s cheeks, maintaining a balance between punishment and affectionate play. Of course, I didn’t forget to knead her magnificent buttocks with my other hand, as if to compensate for her meager chest.
“...Here. It’s the caffè latte you said you liked.”
It felt like Kaori was trying to test me.
“I don’t know where you heard such nonsense, but I don’t particularly enjoy it.”
According to the ‘Son Setting Book’ Yuseoha had given me, I had thoroughly read that I wasn’t supposed to like coffee. The fact that she was trying to catch me out was quite cheeky.
“Is it because you’re friends? Your levels of stupidity are remarkably similar, aren’t they, you sow?”
I gave the idle Yuseoha a light flick on the forehead. She flinched and cowered, which was admittedly cute. However, thinking that this might be a high-level ploy to incite me to abuse her further made me want to stop playing along.
I was honestly terrified of whoever had turned this delusional patient into such a severe case. Since it felt like I was the one who caused it, I felt like I had to fix her by showing her some thick, sticky pure love.
Doing this once or twice was fine, but the thought of being called out to do this occasionally made me lose confidence.
“I heard you’re her son… but you’re not her biological child, right?”
While I was getting my drink, Shinohara Kaori had neatly adjusted the buttons of her dress shirt. As she sat down across from me, she subtly flashed her panties.
She seemed to keep her pubic hair well-groomed. I thought I could see a tightly closed mound that looked as if it had never been used.
“You’re asking if a sow like this is really my mother? Well, what do you think?”
I lightly tickled Yuseoha’s chin while giving Kaori a soft smile. Seeing her face turn red as she immediately looked away, Ame’s face was definitely a cheat code.
The genes for such beauty—the kind that made Hindel fall in love at first sight—were one of the few uses that sow actually had.
“I’ve been using her as a mother for a few years now, but if necessary, I could use you as a mother too, Kaori. I’m always welcoming of a mother I can play with.”
I smiled gently. Aoi Takahara had once told me it was a foul, seductive smile. Personally, I didn’t really see it. I also glanced at Margarete Brown, who was sitting a bit further away.
Even though she could have looked openly, she kept turning her head and stealing glances. For a soldier, she lacked any spirit—no, she lacked any 'fem-ergy.' It was obvious she was absolute garbage-tier.
She looked like the type of deadweight who would be constantly called out and beaten by her squad seniors. No, she’d probably be subjected to some 'comradeship.'
“I think inferior sows like you two would be perfect to use as mothers.”
“Who are you calling an inferior sow?”
Kaori frowned and glared at me. It just looked cute, like a kitten baring its claws.
“Am I wrong? Then I guess you aren’t curious about how this sow gets treated. Because of the Word Soul, she’s a sealed female who has to endure all sorts of things she can’t even tell others about.”
I spoke as if it were nothing, but I could see the self-proclaimed designer and the soldier sister gulping.
“Sow, be my doormat.”
“...!”
Yuseoha’s eyes widened in surprise. While having her suck and lick my toes was a frequent occurrence, she clearly hadn't imagined doing it in front of others.
“You don’t want to? I have plenty of other mothers besides you.”
“....”
Yuseoha seemed to hesitate.
“Fine, I don’t need you anymo—”
The pink-headed mermaid princess hurriedly prostrated herself on the floor and began to pull off my socks with her teeth.
I hadn't expected it to go this far, but for now, I had to maintain my poker face.
The inside of her mouth was warm. After a brief moment of stickiness, her soft tongue began to lick my big toe. I wanted to go home, but since I’d been paid, I had to handle this properly.
“Aum… slurrrp… chuuup….”
“See? She’s quite useful as a doormat.”
I placed my other foot on the head of Yuseoha, who was holding my foot with both hands and gently licking and sucking my toes.
“Weren’t the people gathered here all perverts who wanted to be broken?”
“....”
“....”
Shinohara Kaori and Margarete Brown avoided my gaze. I couldn't tell if they had come to mock the delusional bitch’s posts or if they actually desired this.
Once she finished with all my toes, Yuseoha started licking my sole. I pressed down on her face with my saliva-covered foot.
“Well… I-I’m not interested in kids….”
Perhaps she found the staring embarrassing, as Margarete Brown spoke in a whining, rebellious voice.
“A kid?”
“Th-that’s right… maybe when you’re a bit older… but you’re still young….”
Shinohara Kaori also jumped on the bandwagon, trying to somehow overturn this overwhelming atmosphere I was controlling.
In cases like this, it was better to push back even harder.
“What’s your criteria for being young? Compared to inferior females who write delusional stories because they want to be broken by their sons, I think I’m plenty mature.”
I provoked them on purpose.
The two of them scowled and glared at me.
“...Ha, it’s probably tiny down there anyway…. I’m not interested.”
“It’s a topic I’m interested in, but you’re way too young!”
When Shinohara Kaori said she wasn't interested, Margarete Brown raised her voice in agreement and answered cheerfully.
“Since I don’t know you two well yet, I’m too shy to show you directly. I guess I’ll just have to show you this instead~?”
I played a random female training video from my burner phone.
[Ngyot, ngyoooh…! D-Die…! M-Mommy’s g-gonna dieeee…!]
[Die! Just die! You sow! Die! Die from being stuffed full of my dick!]
It was a video where Ame’s wails echoed loudly, and I was filmed from the side, going wild. Yuseoha, who had been licking my sole, also looked at the phone, seemingly confused by the situation.
“Ah, my thing doesn’t show up in the middle part. I’ll show you at the end.”
Even Yuseoha, who was supposed to be fully broken in this roleplay, couldn't contain her curiosity and leaned her face toward the phone screen.
Since the setting was that she was already broken, her cyber friends should have found her behavior clearly strange, but they were so focused on the video playing from the burner phone that they didn't even notice.
[Prrrrrt….]
[Ugh… as expected, Mommy’s hole is the best… Ehe…. The cleaning isn’t finished yet, you bitch. Hurry up and suck it.]
Because there was no one to film it, I had propped the phone against an orange-glowing lamp to set the mood, so the angle wasn't great.
[Ngyot… ohh… chuup… uup… mmm….]
The scene where the mother was forced to take the stiff penis, covered in semen, into her mouth was coming through clearly.
“N-No way….”
“I-Is this for real…?”
They didn't seem to know who the sow in the video was, but all three of them had their eyes glued to my crotch.
I lightly tapped the penis that was pressed tightly against my thigh. They all gulped. I felt like I’d played with them enough.
If I stayed any longer, I felt like my precious semen would be snatched away by these cyber-ghost bastards whose identities I didn't even know, so I stood up.
“If it’s still not your taste, then whatever. Sow, let’s go home. You said there’d be lots of interesting people, so I came expecting something, but there are only these strange, pathetic females. It’s gotten boring.”
I grabbed Yuseoha by the hair and pulled. I didn't know why she couldn't take her eyes off the sex video when her character was supposed to be a mother whose body and mind were already corrupted by her son, but I had to somehow manage this failing roleplay.
Despite Kaori and Brown looking like they had a lot to say to me, I quickly cleared the area and led Yuseoha outside.
Yuseoha looked dazed, as if her soul had left her body, and she couldn't even respond properly to anything I said.
Slap!
“Ugh…!”
“Let’s go home. This should be enough for your internet friends, right?”
“Y-Yes…!”
With her cheeks flushed bright red, Yuseoha hailed a taxi.
***
Back at Yuseoha’s house, it was a chore to review her bankbooks and select which ones would yield the most cash when liquidated.
Ah, by the way, if you’re wondering why I’m not going back to my own home, it’s because that sow is out trying to solve another incident again. So, I’m staying at Yuseoha’s place, and Grasha has been left at Hindel’s.
It would take about a week for things to settle down. The sight of the sow being handed over to Yuseoha, while I told her she’d probably be dead drunk by the time she got home, was a scene too tearful to watch.
“In the video… that… was Ame, wasn't it…?”
While I was setting aside two bankbooks and comparing several others to see which would have the most cash in six months, Yuseoha spoke to me.
“Yeah, it was Mom.”
“D-Did you… r-really do it…?”
“Yeah, I really did it. Why?”
Unless it was a piece of trash like Hindel—a mafia chairwoman who lusted after her own mother—there was no big problem in letting people know I was a motherfucker.
Of course, to do that, we had to be in a relationship where our bodies were intertwined and we were inseparable (Alicia is a prime example), but I could easily tell a gloomy, delusional loser like Yuseoha.
For people like Morian or Cassia, whom I was eyeing as future investments, I’d have to keep it a secret and maintain my image until their training began.
“...B-But… she’s your m-mother, isn't she?”
If she brought up logic like that, I couldn't really argue. Saying things like ‘It’s not illegal here’ or ‘What do you care if we both like it?’ was for amateurs.
“You’re the one who told me Mom is a sow, Seoha. So I treated her like a total sow, and she became a good mother who lets me use her holes whenever I want!”
The ‘It’s all your fault, you crazy bitch’ strategy was always the right move. Yuseoha staggered and then collapsed right where she stood.
The reason I fucked my mom was all because of Yuseoha’s delusions. Because I hung out with her, I developed wrong common sense and strange fetishes, which led to her friend becoming her son’s cock-sleeve! I had delivered this message very eloquently and smoothly, so it was no wonder she was shocked.