Chapter 222
Chapter 222
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 222
Chapter Title: The Worst? (1)
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"Sister-in-law? You look unusually cheerful today."
"Y-Yes?"
Jongri Soso, Namgung Hak's wife and the new matriarch of the Namgung family, was slightly startled by the words of her younger brother-in-law, Namgung Chang.
"Oh, n-no? Nothing special?"
"...Doesn't seem like it..."
Namgung Chang tilted his head, but since it wasn't a big deal, he soon picked up his chopsticks again.
In that moment, Jongri Soso stole a glance at Namgung Hye.
'Thank goodness, miss.'
As the lady of the house, Jongri Soso was in a position to hear about all the major and minor events within the family.
Naturally, she received reports from the maids about special matters, and the ones who cleaned Namgung Hye's chambers had mentioned that there had been no signs of nightly activities for several days.
If Kang Yun had known, he would've scolded them, saying, 'What do you mean? Of course you had to fake those traces!' But those two weren't experts at debauchery like him.
It was only natural that two people with no experience in such matters wouldn't even think to disguise the evidence.
Watching Huangbo Jun mechanically move his chopsticks with a face that looked like he hadn't slept a wink beside Namgung Hye, Jongri Soso swallowed hard.
'I-It's terribly improper to report this to you, ma'am, but... it's just... like the traces left by livestock such as pigs or horses... Oh, I can't say any more!'
It had been a few days since the wedding, and with the schedule to depart for the Huangbo family delayed and no word from the bridal chamber, she'd been inwardly anxious. Finally, there was news.
Overwhelming traces and scents comparable to those of beasts.
'You really can't judge a person by their looks...'
Huangbo Jun's weary expression and gentle features made it hard to imagine.
On the other hand, Namgung Hye showed no signs of fatigue, revealing an unexpected side to her sister-in-law that made Jongri Soso's heart race.
She innocently rejoiced, thinking she might soon hear news of a nephew or niece, but her naive hopes were, needless to say, far from reality.
"Isn't that Young Hero Kang? We meet again."
"Did you sleep well last night, Madam?"
Eon So-young was once more in the rear garden, and I pretended to reluctantly join her out of respect for a senior in the martial world—though she wasn't all that fun to talk to—and sat facing her.
The Namgung family experts escorting her gave me sympathetic looks, so my acting must not have been bad.
But today, at least, it felt a bit real rather than pure pretense.
"So, how was last night?"
"...Very good..."
I wanted to die of embarrassment.
I'd half been pushed into accepting by Eon So-young, but when the time came, Namgung Hye had clung to me fiercely.
Instant milf, fresh kimchi virgin milf—I'd dismissed her, but look at me now...!
Eon So-young didn't say much in response, just snickering, which made it even more humiliating.
Fortunately, she was merciful enough not to push me further.
"Then we can depart soon?"
"Probably."
Namgung Hye had said this was a dangerous period—meaning her fertile window.
In other words, repeating creampies every night until it passed would likely result in pregnancy.
Since I hadn't told her, Eon So-young didn't know I could guarantee conception.
'Not that I plan to anyway.'
I'd realized the truth that pregnancy sex should be drawn out as long as possible. No reason to end it early.
With talk of leaving coming up, I discussed with Eon So-young for a while how many people to bring and how to wrap up the estate.
We talked so long that, to avoid suspicion, I cut it off at a good moment and left, but surprisingly, I felt a pang of regret.
'If it weren't for that 24/7 ironclad guard, I could've gone for the mother-daughter combo.'
Of course, whether they'd accept was doubtful, and I'd have to deal with Huangbo Jun somehow.
On my way back to my quarters, I sensed a ferocious aura like I'd encountered a mortal enemy and stopped in my tracks.
Looking around, the people nearby showed no reaction, meaning this presence was no big deal even if felt. Probably a training ground nearby.
Curious who would emit such hostility even during practice, I approached cautiously and locked eyes with him.
"Young Hero Kang? What brings you here?"
The sight of sword qi like a cluster of stars—similar to what Huangbo Hyo-seon had shown—blanketing the area in white was stunningly beautiful.
If the one standing at its center hadn't been Huangbo Jun, I might have purely admired the spectacle.
"Nothing much. Just passing by, and..."
"...You've seen my pathetic display. How embarrassing."
The intense aura Huangbo Jun exuded was surely tied to last night. He seemed to realize why I'd come here too.
Having bumped into each other awkwardly, we shared an uncomfortable silence until Huangbo Jun suddenly spoke.
"Young Hero Kang's martial prowess is impressive. What sect are you from?"
"No sect to speak of. Just arts learned from a single master in a mountain hut..."
"Is that so? ...If it's not too much trouble, would you teach me a move?"
"Pardon?"
I wondered if he wanted to spar, but there was no hostility in his expression, so I couldn't tell his intent.
"Someone greater than me..."
"No. You're more than qualified, Young Hero Kang. Please, let me learn from you."
He was insistent. If I'd been a swordsman, I could've made excuses about not having my sword, but this was the first time I'd regretted mastering fist techniques.
'What's he thinking?'
Our skill levels were already known. I was at peak entry, but he was high first-rate.
He couldn't possibly want to punish me, so unless he genuinely sought to learn, it made no sense.
"Then just a quick session."
"Thank you."
Huangbo Jun clasped his hands in respect, then assumed a stance.
'Oh... not bad.'
His steady, unshakable posture was even better than mine. Fitting for a scion of a prestigious house with years of training.
Surprisingly, the solemn aura he emitted held no hostility toward me.
As we locked gazes and clashed auras, the moment they faltered, Huangbo Jun finally moved his greatsword.
The strike, neither swift nor heavy, soaked in like water into cloth.
Facing the blow with barely any sword qi loaded, I pushed out with my palm, discerned the nature of the capturing sensation, and immediately chopped down with my hand blade.
The ultra-compressed sword qi sliced through my palm force, only to clash with the compressed energy in my hand blade.
"Unique sword style."
"Few in my clan wield the sword like I do."
I was flustered at first but soon overwhelmed Huangbo Jun with ease.
Though different from Huangbo Hyo-seon's deployment, the root sword forms were the same, making it simpler.
Peak masters interpret and personalize their arts, but as a first-rater, Huangbo Jun lacked that.
Not a life-or-death bout, I repeatedly subdued and released him several times.
About fifteen minutes in, as he barely blocked my triple palm strike, Huangbo Jun spoke.
"Do you... still have feelings for Hye-mae?"
"...I told you it's a misunderstanding."
Now I saw—he wanted confirmation. As if it was "still" anything.
"Is that truly the case?"
"Of course."
I'd briefly considered taking Namgung Hye like any other woman this time.
But too many barriers now.
Even if the Huangbo side covered for Huangbo Jun's impotence somehow.
Publicly unrelated to me, but the other women's dissatisfaction was unavoidable.
'Besides, Namgung Hye wouldn't accept it.'
No way she'd willingly make me her brother-in-law with a man like her mother in between. Eon So-young would object too.
"I see..."
Huangbo Jun looked relieved. Our spar ended as my finger pointed to his vital point for the eighth time.
But should I have told him I had no intention of slacking on imprinting pleasure into Namgung Hye's body?
That night.
Namgung Hye sent Huangbo Jun outside the chamber.
It was like blind man's buff, but she felt it'd be too cruel to let him witness it firsthand.
"Like my cock?"
"N-Not at all...!"
But as the man shamelessly rubbed his manhood against her buttocks with vulgar words, Namgung Hye began regretting that Huangbo Jun might have been better off there.
Chills ran through her as the silken bedding that had covered her slender body was stripped away in an instant, leaving her utterly naked to the man's toying.
"You're mistaken. You can't possess a woman with just this. A relationship without true love is empty... Ah...!"
Turning to glare at him, Namgung Hye had her chin seized and forced into a kiss.
His tongue invaded like tasting his own food, ravaging her mouth savagely. She tried to push him away, but his body didn't budge.
Only after her mouth was violated to the point of suffocation could she finally shove him off.
"Less empty now?"
"...You won't listen to reason."
About to snap back, Namgung Hye clenched her teeth as heat flared in her lower body.
During the dizzying kiss, he'd wedged his manhood between her thighs, stroking back and forth over her folds repeatedly.
Even after spilling so many times last night, why was it still like this?
"A-A hero of the jianghu keeps decorum. Th-This... Ah...!"
"Decorum is for people. And we're about to do the most bestial thing, aren't we?"
The shaft teasing her entrance as if ready to thrust, hands caressing her pert breasts.
"...You're truly... Haah♥"
"The worst?"
Her body tingling wherever his hands roamed left Namgung Hye speechless.
The man, who had stolen the very words she'd spat yesterday, whispered the phrase she despised most as he prepared to ravage her fully.
"Gonna fill you up today too... Get pregnant with my baby..."
Squiiiish
The suffocatingly thick manhood plunged deep into her in one go, stirring her insides, and once again, Namgung Hye sank into the hellish swamp of pleasure.