Chapter 243
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 243
Chapter Title: What If Not? (3)
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This is driving me crazy.
She grabbed me even when I was heading back to my room earlier, and now it looks like I'm in for some moon-gazing I never asked for.
"Ah, over there. It wasn't like I was specifically thinking of moon-gazing, but the moment you brought it up, young hero, it just came to mind."
Sure enough, the rock next to the garden tree looked perfectly shaped for sitting.
But that's not the point!
"Nun, more importantly..."
"Yes?"
I was about to suggest she should rest instead, but I swallowed my words when I saw the faint smile tugging at Ho-yeon's lips.
"Never mind. This spot looks more comfortable anyway—please, have a seat first, Nun."
Ho-yeon politely declined a few times at my words, but when I insisted she just sit and enjoy the view, she obediently settled on the rock.
Anyway, I can't say it. She's getting all happy over something this small, so I can't tell her to go inside and rest.
Especially since I remembered how her face had looked as unsteady as a candle flame on the verge of going out.
"You said you're heading to the Tang Family, right, young hero?"
"Yes."
"If I may ask boldly... what brings you to the Tang Family...?"
"Lady Peng Yeon-hwa, who is close friends with my mother, is staying there. She knows a good physician nearby, so we've arranged for treatment there."
"Ah... could it be... an illness...?"
"No. My sibling is due to be born soon, so..."
"Thank goodness it's something happy. Congratulations."
"Thank you."
Ho-yeon smiled brightly as she congratulated me, but I wondered what she'd do if she found out the child was mine...
"I've met Lady Zhuge once when I was young. She was incredibly beautiful."
Well, as one of the Three Beauties, beauty would have been a given. But my mother was still plenty gorgeous even now, so I wasn't all that curious.
"You're beautiful too, Nun."
"Amitabha... This poor nun is a devotee of Buddha."
She'd never chanted a Buddhist invocation in her life until now, but suddenly she was playing the pious Buddhist at a compliment—clearly embarrassed.
"Rather than someone like me, a true beauty would be someone like Lady Namgung of the household. I can't believe she's around the same age as me..."
"Lady Namgung is beautiful, of course, but you're just as stunning, Nun."
"S-stop that, young hero. M-mocking a Buddhist devotee will anger Buddha himself."
"I'm not mocking you at all... but if Buddha might disapprove, I'll stop here."
"Ahem, wise choice."
Behind Ho-yeon's hand covering her mouth with a cough, I wondered what shape her lips made.
I wished she'd warm up to me just a little.
"Are you returning to Shaolin Temple like this, Nun?"
"Yes. News should have reached headquarters via the Martial Alliance by now, but if things are stirring even in the Namgung Family, they'll need to prepare there too."
"Hm? Wait, now that I think about it, neither the Namgung Family nor Old Huashan heads toward Shaolin, right? What brings you this way...?"
"W-well..."
Ho-yeon averted her eyes, rolling them around, then clenched her lips as if resolving herself before speaking again.
"Young hero, actually... there's something this poor nun has been hiding from you."
"Pardon?"
At Ho-yeon's serious expression, I involuntarily swallowed hard.
"Th-that is..."
Ho-yeon lowered her voice as if plotting treason.
"Actually?"
"Th-this poor nun didn't come here by chance."
"What?"
Did she have some grand scheme that brought her here?
But Ho-yeon's next words dashed that guess.
"T-truthfully, I came hoping—just maybe—I might run into you here... Though I knew it was unlikely..."
"...Pardon?"
"If by some miracle I did meet you, I wanted to thank you properly..."
Ho-yeon mumbled, but my hearing was sharp enough to catch it all.
"It was nothing. The situation allowed me to help, so I did just that..."
"Even so, few people truly help when needed. Young hero, you saved me."
Ho-yeon reached out and clasped my hand. Her small, soft hand gripped mine firmly, feeling nice.
For something she called a big secret, it was awfully modest.
Unlike Mong-a, who lied effortlessly without a second thought, she was the picture of a true Buddhist.
"Thank you, young hero. I can't offer anything grand, but I promise to help with anything within this poor nun's power."
Anything?
"You don't need to do that, Nun. My help was minor—what if you just extend that kindness to others?"
Anything.
"That alone would make me happy to have helped you even a little."
Anythiiiiing!
"Isn't that how goodwill keeps flowing in the world?"
Sex!
"Young hero Kang..."
Ho-yeon looked up at me, moved, still holding my hand.
I desperately wanted to shout for sex, but the STAY signal screaming in my head held me back.
"You're a true paragon. I'm in awe of your righteousness. But young hero..."
"What are you two doing out here so late?"
Just as Ho-yeon was about to object again, an uninvited guest interrupted.
No, not a guest—the owner. And technically, she was the one I'd originally promised to meet.
"Lady Namgung..."
Eon So-young appeared, footsteps crunching, clearly fuming from being stood up.
[I'll sneak over to your room later tonight.]
When I'd sent the man to an empty guest room instead of revealing we were next door, he'd sent that transmission.
Eon So-young had waited casually, assuming he'd come, but he hadn't shown even after a long time.
Worried, she came out—and sure enough.
"Did you come out to view the moon too, Lady?"
It looked like he'd been moon-gazing with Ho-yeon.
"I just couldn't sleep, so I stepped out."
Eon So-young replied curtly, and he looked chastened, knowing he'd done wrong.
The sight of them sitting so close grated on Eon So-young. She strode between them and wedged herself in naturally.
"L-Lady?"
"What's wrong?"
The rock was bigger where Kang Yun sat, so she nudged him aside with her body and sat beside him. Seeing Ho-yeon's flustered face, she felt a quiet triumph.
Meanwhile, Ho-yeon seemed choked by Eon So-young's boldness.
'H-how... like that...'
With two crammed into a narrow spot, Eon So-young and the man were pressed tight.
It would have been shocking enough normally, but Eon So-young wore only a thin outer robe over her nightclothes—barely decent for stepping into the garden.
"I didn't think of the moon when I came out, but the view is nice."
For a man and woman to be so close in such attire was scandalous, yet Ho-yeon struggled to call it out.
Their age gap made them seem more like mother and son, and Eon So-young acted nonchalant.
But Ho-yeon's instincts kept warning her something was off about Eon So-young's refined yet subtly alluring posture.
"L-Lady..."
Ho-yeon stood abruptly.
Just as she was about to suggest some distance, Kang Yun rose.
"Ah, it seems I'm keeping you both from resting comfortably. I'll take a stroll around the rear garden and head in. Please, rest well."
"Young hero?"
Whatever had happened, their closeness was broken—good enough for Ho-yeon, who just blankly watched Kang Yun leave.
"Indeed. Nun, I'm heading in to rest now. What about you?"
"I-I'll stay a bit longer."
"Very well. Enjoy your time."
Eon So-young bowed politely and left. Even after they were gone, Ho-yeon lingered.
The image of Eon So-young and Kang Yun pressed together wouldn't leave her mind, and recalling it made her throat burn and sting.
Coincidentally, both had left in the same direction.
"D-dear husband... just until we get inside... Ahhn♥"
"No, I can't hold back."
Behind the building in a dark spot, I undid Eon So-young's front and pulled out my cock right away.
"W-we'll get caught... Hnngh♥"
Squiiiish
Her soaked depths were already drenched, so I shoved my cock in hastily, parting her slick folds.
"If you were worried about getting caught, you shouldn't have done that."
With her double-layered robe parted, exposing her breasts and pussy, Eon So-young clung to me, stifling moans.
Ho-yeon probably couldn't see, but Eon So-young hadn't just pressed against me—she'd groped me teasingly.
Stroking my thigh softly, tapping near my cock secretly—in front of oblivious Ho-yeon? How could I endure?
"What if we'd been caught right there? Even just sitting close could spark deadly rumors."
"Ahng♥ D-don't... stop..."
I slipped my hand inside her clothes, gripping her smooth ass tight, and thrust up hard.
Panting in pleasure, Eon So-young whined but finally spoke.
"Y-you stood me up... for moon-gazing I've never done... Hnngh♥ Why, why...! Hips, too fast...♥"
"Because you're cute...!"
Squish squish squish squish♥
"W-what's... cute... Ungh♥"
"Teasing my cock out of jealousy over missing moon-gazing... isn't that adorable...?"
"I-is it...?"
Eon So-young pretended otherwise, but her lips twitched upward happily.
"And wasn't missing the moon my fault anyway? It's yours..."
"Why me?"
"This lewd body of yours... makes it impossible to think of moonlight at night..."
"Oh, come on...!"
She slapped my chest playfully—it didn't hurt.
She was right, though. A mature woman like her, flaunting that sinful figure, making me crave sex every night—what moon-gazing?
"So, can I blame you for missing it, or not?"
She shook her head.
Confirming that, I gleefully rocked my hips, basking in her slutty body squeezing my cock devotedly, self-esteem soaring.
Her addictive flesh, mastered in pleasing me, had me pounding relentlessly without pacing—ejaculation rising fast.
"So-young, gonna cum."
"Mngh... inside...♥"
She'd thrashed wildly too, brakes off, now gasping in ecstasy.
Knowing I'd cum inside without asking anymore was praiseworthy—I kissed her, pouring pleasure deep into her furnace-hot pussy.
"Take it...!"
"Aaaahn♥"
Spuuuurt spuuuurt
Dumping thick semen into her womb brought paradise-like bliss flooding my mind.
I'd rushed to return before Ho-yeon got suspicious, but finishing quick and raw felt pretty good too.
Hanging off me, panting, Eon So-young whispered in my ear.
"As expected... this is the last for tonight, right?"
"Probably."
Stay out too long, and Ho-yeon might get worried and search.
I didn't know how skilled she was to notice stealthy entries, but if she was watching my movements, trouble would follow if I didn't return.
Eon So-young growled softly, slipping on the shoes I'd given her, stepping down.
Then she spread her legs, scooping out the thick cum with her fingers—probably to avoid dripping on the way.
'Should've pulled out this time...?'
No, never mind.
Seeing her moon-like ass thrust out as she squatted, I revised instantly.
"So-young."
"Yes?"
She answered casually while extracting cum between her thighs, but that nonchalance was about to shatter.
"Turns out, I prefer this kind of moon-gazing."
Pondering my words, Eon So-young realized late and let out a muffled cry.
I left her sound behind and headed back to my room.