Chapter 402: The Mother and Daughter's Resolve (4)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 402: The Mother and Daughter's Resolve (4)
My first morning back in the rooftop room in five days.
“Mmm… there’s no place like home.”
I guess it’s true what they say about humans being creatures of adaptation, considering I feel like this small, inconvenient rooftop room is the most comfortable and safest place in the world.
It brings back old memories.
“I’m pretty sure I swore I’d never live in a rooftop room again once I made money and moved out…”
Well, that was Son Si-woo’s past, so I guess it has nothing to do with me.
I washed up to wake myself up and was about to leave when the mess in the room caught my eye.
“Ah… we had sex yesterday and just fell asleep.”
It was a handful dealing with Shin Yu-jeong, who pounced on me, claiming she hadn’t had sex for a whole six days.
She’d picked the lock with the emergency key in the dead of night and wouldn’t stop pestering me.
After coming inside her six times, we were exhausted and fell asleep in each other's arms. It seems she woke up first and went downstairs.
“…She could have cleaned up a bit before leaving.”
I snap my fingers.
Snap!
At the same time, the flow of mana changes.
Forcibly activated water- and wind-attribute mana particles move to wipe clean and dry all the filth on the mattress.
In less than ten seconds, the mattress looked almost brand new.
“Magic really is the best.”
What’s the point of being good with a sword? At best, it’s only useful for chopping ingredients. It’s no help in daily life.
“The tissues…”
I was about to gather the tissues covered in semen and vaginal fluid to throw them out separately, but I just shoved them into the trash can.
Jeong-hee, who cleans the house from time to time, might find them, but that wouldn’t be so bad.
“Things are slowly coming to a head, after all.”
First, Shin Yu-jeong has definitely realized that her mom and I have that kind of relationship.
And Jeong-hee… she might not be certain, but she at least seems to know that her daughter likes me.
“The situation doesn’t seem too bad…”
It’s so much fun watching the mother and daughter keep each other in check and get jealous every morning.
Their feelings for me have also deepened as much as they possibly could.
I have a feeling that some kind of initial resolution will be reached between the two of them soon.
“Well then, shall we go rub some more salt in the wound?”
To appropriately provoke them without hurting their feelings for each other.
That’s my role right now.
As I go down the stairs and head to the kitchen in Jeong-hee's house, I see a new face.
“Hello, Professor.”
“Good morning.”
It’s Baek Hyeon-a, who started living in this building as of yesterday.
When I said her health wasn’t fully recovered and she needed to rest for a few days, Jeong-hee stepped up.
She insisted I let her do at least this much, since I saved a boy who was like a son to her.
Saying I’m like a son… I like the sound of that.
Living as a son during the day and a husband at night doesn’t sound too bad.
I help the bustling Jeong-hee and we quickly finish preparing the meal.
Finally, after scooping a full bowl of rice and sitting at the table, Jeong-hee says to Baek Hyeon-a.
“It’s not much, but please eat a lot, Professor.”
“Not much? There are so many side dishes, I don’t know where to start.”
“Oh, you’re just flattering me.”
“I’m serious…?”
Amidst the sincere exchange.
Shin Yu-jeong walks out of her room, scratching her pale, exposed stomach.
“Aigoo… what time did you go to bed to be so out of it?”
“I don’t know, I didn’t check the time.”
“But did you use a face mask before bed? For someone who went to sleep late, why is your skin so fair?”
At Jeong-hee's admiration, she sneaks a glance at me and grins.
“Hehe… there’s a reason for that.”
Why is she looking at me like that?
One man and three women.
A blissful breakfast began, with beautiful women everywhere I looked.
“I just cooked this, try some.”
Jeong-hee, putting side dishes on my plate as always.
“Hey, this one’s the best today, isn’t it?”
Shin Yu-jeong counters by offering the side dish that best suits her taste today.
My usual role is to just enjoy the food between them, bringing my spoon to my mouth, but today is a little different.
“Professor, have some of this.”
“Ah… th-thank you.”
“This is good for recovering stamina, so have some of this too.”
“Uh… yes.”
While filling my stomach with the side dishes they give me, I also put various side dishes on top of Baek Hyeon-a's rice.
It was partly for her, since she’s still awkward in this setting, but it was also for me.
“……”
“……”
I can feel two pairs of stinging glares from across the table, but this is the right move.
Even if they’re keeping each other in check and feeling jealous right now, their relationship is that of a mother and daughter.
A family that will embrace each other even if the whole world points fingers at them.
To complete the Mother-Daughter Threesome, I have to touch upon that part and make them realize it.
“E-excuse me… Student Do-jin?”
“Yes, Professor.”
“I can eat on my own, so you can stop now…”
“Oh, come on. You almost died because of me.”
“N-no, I feel like I’m going to die right now… ahem.”
Their gazes are quite fiery, aren’t they?
But endure it.
Because I’m enduring it too.
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After finishing the meal filled with electrifying gazes and emotions.
As I was leaving the house with Shin Yu-jeong for our club-slash-guild activities, I caught sight of Baek Hyeon-a drinking the tea Jeong-hee had served her.
“…You must be a little bored, huh?”
“I suppose so.”
She smiles bitterly at my subtle question.
She gave up so much to help me.
Not just her life, but her social standing and career as well.
What’s the point of just keeping her alive?
In a situation like this, there’s nothing she can do, starting with even stepping outside.
To truly repay my debt, I have to resolve this situation as well.
“Just rest for a little while. You’ll be able to return soon.”
“Hehe… you know what will happen the moment I stand on a lecture platform.”
Baek Hyeon-a shakes her head, letting out a pitiful laugh.
It’s obvious what would happen the moment she stands on a lecture platform.
“Those bastards will come looking for me again.”
That’s why the solution is also simple and obvious.
“I’ll make it so you can work again, even if I have to wring the Hexagram boss’s neck. So just wait a little longer.”
She smiles at my words and replies.
“You’re so reliable, even though you’re much younger than me.”
“Is age really that important when it comes to trusting someone?”
“You’re right. I realized that thanks to you, Student Do-jin. But there’s one thing I’m curious about.”
“Go ahead.”
“Well…”
Baek Hyeon-a hesitates for a moment.
What kind of question is she about to ask?
While I’m wondering, she subtly poses her question.
“The reason you’re helping me like this… is it solely because of the debt?”
The nuance of the question is very subtle.
It feels as if she’s hoping it’s not just because of the debt.
My intuition rears its head and sends me a signal.
That my answer now could change the direction of the relationship I build with her in the future.
So for now, I’ll be careful.
“…One of my life’s mottos is to repay my debts on time.”
When a debt is created, the relationship with that person also slowly starts to crumble.
If something comes up, I feel like I have to yield to them, and if they ask for a favor, I feel like I absolutely have to grant it…
It’s all too common for the dregs of those uncomfortable feelings to build up and warp the relationship itself.
That’s why I can’t yet picture how I want to move forward with her.
No matter what kind of sketch I draw now, neither she nor I can be completely comfortable with each other.
“Let’s pay off the debt first, and completely erase the discomfort weighing on our minds.”
I speak to her in a way that leaves the direction of our relationship open.
Whether she will also become my woman, or if we’ll stop at being allies who help each other.
The time we spend together after the debt is repaid will decide that for us.
After slowly mulling over my answer, she blushes.
It seems she’s only now realized how embarrassing her own words were.
“I-I see. Don’t push yourself too hard.”
“I won’t.”
After finishing our short conversation, I head outside.
Shin Yu-jeong, who was already waiting in front of the car, glares at me with a pouting expression.
“What? Why are you so late? What were you doing?”
A flood of suspicion.
She seems to think I made her wait while I was getting lovey-dovey with her mom.
“I was just talking with the professor for a bit.”
“About what?”
“Just that she was grateful I saved her life, and that I told her to wait a little while I repay my debt.”
“…Really?”
Only then does she look away from me with a relieved expression.
But that was only for a moment.
“I was going to do this yesterday but forgot.”
“Do what?”
The girl, who had been staring blankly out the window, whips her head around, points her index finger right at me, and growls.
“This is a warning.”
“……?”
What’s that all of a sudden?
While I’m wondering, she starts swinging her arms and throwing a tantrum like a child.
“If something dangerous happens, don’t go alooooone!”
“Hey, hey, hold on.”
“Why do you always leave me behiiiind!”
“No, hey.”
Now she’s even stomping her feet.
Seriously. What does she think she’s doing, causing a scene in a moving car?
“You said we were a team! Is abandoning me whenever something happens what a team doooooes!”
“No, I get it, so…!”
Please, calm down.
I’m feeling a greater risk of death right now than when I fought Lu Bu, you know?
“I can fight well tooooooo!”
Goddammit.
You Lu Bu-like bitch.