Chapter 348: The Fall (7)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 348: The Fall (7)
Shin Yu-jeong watched Kim Do-jin, who was kneeling before her mother, with a gaze full of pity.
‘Tsk… I told him to run.’
In a way, he had brought this upon himself.
He’d stayed out for two whole days, not just one, and had been completely out of contact. She had set aside her own frustration to give him advice, but wasn't he the one who hadn't listened?
“Ah! So you didn’t call because you don’t think of me as very important, Do-jin?”
“No, that’s not it…”
“I almost made a big mistake!”
“Wa-wait, please just listen to me…”
People didn’t know.
They didn’t know how her mother tormented people when she was angry.
‘I’m better, in a way.’
She genuinely thought so.
Unlike herself, who would scream and shout when angry, getting it over with quickly and intensely, Seo Jeong-hee never raised her voice.
Instead, she would slowly wear the other person down with a calm, quiet tone.
Sometimes, people would whisper about her.
How could such a foul-tempered daughter come from such an angelic mother?
Whenever she heard that, Shin Yu-jeong would scoff.
‘Who do you think I take after?’
Unless she was found under a bridge, it was only natural to be born resembling either her mother or her father.
Others might not know, but she did.
Her mother’s personality in her youth had been just as prickly as her own.
She was certain of it, as the information came from her maternal grandmother and her father, who had been with her mother during her younger days.
They said her personality had only softened after she gave birth to her.
That’s why she wasn’t too worried about her own bad temper.
‘I’ll probably change to be like Mom later, anyway.’
Wouldn’t she, too, discover her maternal instincts and soften up after having a handsome son and a pretty daughter?
And who would marry someone with such a bad temper?
Well, wasn’t he right there?
That dependable young man, flustered before his future mother-in-law.
“Heum…”
What would it be like?
What would a child who resembled both her and Kim Do-jin look like?
‘Whether it’s a son or a daughter, they’ll definitely be handsome and pretty.’
That was a given for a child who would inherit the blood of a handsome man and a beautiful woman who had never once gone under the knife.
As for their personality… she hoped it would be a good mix.
If it leaned too much to one side, they would probably be difficult to raise.
And since the father’s abilities were a bit more dominant, she hoped the child would take after his side more.
“Hehehe…”
A scene unfolded in her mind.
One son, one daughter.
An outing, holding their hands.
‘He’s a bastard who lets his dick wander, but for some reason, he seems like he’d be a family man…?’
He was a strange one.
A rake who went around messing with this woman and that, yet he was surprisingly domestic.
The type who would do anything for his son and daughter, and would be great at playing with them.
That’s why she was conflicted.
‘Heum… if I could just tie him down, he seems like he’d be a really good husband…’
The only problem was that doing so was difficult.
If she had her way, she’d want to get rid of all his other female relationships, but if she tried that, she’d be the one getting kicked out.
And one more thing.
The threesome she had first experienced at Kim Do-jin’s request hadn’t been bad.
She had thought it would be a disgusting experience—the touch of another woman’s body, sharing one man.
‘It was a different kind of pleasure, wasn’t it…?’
It was incredibly awkward at first, but after a while, she started to enjoy it.
She had even managed to completely drain Kim Do-jin, whom she could never fully satisfy on her own. The pleasure was different from when it was just the two of them; her whole body tingled as if paralyzed.
It was to the point where she thought she’d want to do it again if given the chance.
She smiled bitterly at the sudden impulse.
‘Am I going crazy too because of that crazy bastard?’
To be captivated by such an unethical act.
At this rate, wouldn’t she lose the right to even call Kim Do-jin a pervert?
While she told herself she shouldn’t get sucked into this, a part of her mind entertained another thought.
‘Whatever other people think, as long as he and I are happy, maybe that’s all that matters…’
It wasn’t like others were going to live her life for her, so was there really a need to be so concerned with their opinions?
Frankly, it wasn’t like threesomes were illegal, and if they were both fine with it, what could anyone do?
As these thoughts rolled around, growing like a snowball…
“Are you confident you won’t do it again?”
“I promise. You’ll never have to worry about me being out of contact again.”
“Then… I’ll trust you just one more time, Do-jin.”
It seemed the rather long scolding was finally coming to an end.
But something felt strange.
“Aren’t you hungry?”
“Uh… I had a bite, but smelling your food made me hungry.”
“Oh my… it hasn’t been long since you had lunch. You can smell it?”
“My senses are a bit sharp.”
“Hmph, I see. Then come here. I’ll fix you something to eat.”
The atmosphere of their conversation was incredibly peculiar.
Considering their ages, it should have looked like a conversation between a mother and her son…
‘Why do they look so affectionate?’
Was it because her mom’s face had gotten noticeably younger?
It felt like a conversation between an older girlfriend full of maternal love and a younger boyfriend who was like an energetic puppy.
Even worse… they looked good together.
“Is there anything I can help you with?”
“Mmm… no, just sit still.”
“Aw, I wanted to help.”
Her, reheating the soup from earlier, and him, hovering around her.
They looked like newlyweds who wanted to stick close to each other, and the sight stirred Shin Yu-jeong’s anxiety.
‘What is this… am I jealous of my own mom right now?’
What was more surprising was that this wasn’t the first time she had felt this way.
She’d had this feeling a few times before.
Whenever it happened, the two of them would treat each other with a lack of distance that would seem excessive to an outsider, no matter how long they’d known each other.
Right.
Just like her relationship with him, where they had already seen everything there was to see.
A vague anxiety, combined with her imagination, began to take shape.
‘No w—hey, what kind of ridiculous thought am I having…’
Shin Yu-jeong shook her head violently to erase the words that had popped into her mind.
It was absurd.
No matter what a rake Kim Do-jin was, there was no way he would have touched a married woman.
‘…And even if, by some chance, he did, my mom isn’t the type to fall for temptation.’
Even before she became younger thanks to the Hundred-Year Evening Primrose, Seo Jeong-hee was a renowned beauty in the neighborhood.
The grocery delivery driver, the local parcel courier, the neighborhood men, even bachelors.
Countless men had approached her, trying to strike up a conversation or hoping for an inappropriate relationship.
And not a single one of them had succeeded in even having a casual chat with her.
That was how strong her mother Seo Jeong-hee’s walls were.
Of course, it was true that Kim Do-jin’s charm was on a different level from the neighborhood riffraff, but still.
‘…But what if it did happen?’
Even as she was convinced it was impossible, the stimulating thoughts wouldn’t stop.
If Kim Do-jin and her mom really were in that kind of relationship.
Wouldn’t he become her husband and her father? And to her mom, he’d be her husband and her son-in-law.
“Wow… crazy.”
A curse slipped out, surprised by a family tree that couldn’t possibly be more tangled.
Her imagination, reaching its peak, painted one final scene.
An absurd fantasy of herself and her mother simultaneously pleasuring Kim Do-jin’s dick.
Her face turning red as if it would burst, she shook her head violently and ran straight to the shower, drenching herself in cold water in the middle of winter.
“Crazy bitch, crazy bitch…!”
As the cold water hit her body, faint steam rose from her skin.
That was how hot her body had become.
When she touched her private parts with her finger, a sticky liquid different from water clung to her fingertip.
Feeling this, Shin Yu-jeong’s face crumpled. She looked at her reflection in the steamy mirror and muttered.
“Fuck… have I really become a pervert?”
It was impossible, and it must never happen.
That was how it had to be, that was what was right.
So why did her body keep getting hotter?
Her eyes flashed as if angry at her own seemingly crazed self, and she thought.
“Kim Do-jin, that son of a bitch.”
This was all Kim Do-jin’s fault.
* * *
Savory soybean paste soup and warm rice.
I was drooling at the full spread of side dishes when…
BANG!
Yu-jeong, who had been silently chewing despite my repeated, pleading glances for help, suddenly slammed the bathroom door open and shut. Then, the sound of running water filled the air.
Jeong-hee, who found this just as odd as I did, tilted her head and said, “Why is she suddenly taking a shower? She didn’t even exercise, so she can’t be sweaty.”
“I know, right?”
I’d noticed earlier that she smelled faintly of body wash, meaning she’d showered not long ago. How strange.
“Let’s eat first. You said you were hungry, right?”
“Ah, yes.”
Jeong-hee naturally sat next to me, placing side dishes on my spoon each time I scooped up some rice.
All I had to do was bring it to my mouth and eat it deliciously.
“Is it good?”
“How could it not be good when you made it?”
It was delicious.
Even if it hadn’t been, I would have had no choice but to eat it like it was the best thing I’d ever tasted.
I was enjoying a luxury I couldn’t get even at a high-end Korean restaurant that cost hundreds of thousands of won. How could I dare complain?
Any decent man would probably force it down even if the food tasted like it came from the Twisting Nether.
“These days, I find the food you make more delicious than meals at restaurants that cost hundreds of thousands of won.”
“Oh, you… how can you even compare the two?”
“Hey, it’s true.”
In fact, all the food I ate at Ju-yeon’s apartment was expensive.
The dinner from two days ago must have easily been worth millions of won.
“That’s enough. You won’t get anything for flattering me, so just eat.”
She didn’t believe me, even though it was true.
I might not get anything tangible, but Jeong-hee’s mood had clearly improved.
In the cheerful atmosphere, I devoured the heaping bowl of rice in the blink of an eye.
Then, strawberries were served for dessert.
They were perfectly sweet and sour, since they were in season.
As the sound of the shower from the bathroom started to fade, Jeong-hee moved from beside me to sit across from me.
Picking at a strawberry, she spoke to me.
“Hey, Do-jin?”
“Yes?”
“…There’s something I’m curious about.”
“What is it?”
“Well… um.”
Jeong-hee trailed off, unable to say it clearly.
What on earth could she be so curious about?
Hiding my own curiosity, I waited patiently. Finally, she spoke again.
“By any chance… are you and Yu-jeong dating?”
Um…!
I think I’m fucked…?