Chapter 135
Chapter 135
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 135
Chapter Title: Blocking the Twin Little Sister's Bad Thoughts with Gentle Yatsu (1)
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Geum Tae-yeon had discarded her own weapon. By deleting every single photo she had, she'd placed herself on equal footing with me.
Of course, that didn't erase all the shit she'd pulled up until now, so it wasn't like we were completely on the same level.
Geum Tae-yeon was sincere. She'd truly eliminated any option like exposing our relationship.
She'd cut off every excuse and was asking me directly.
Couldn't I embrace a woman like Geum Tae-yeon?
I'd become a free man. I'd confirmed her resolve, and now all I had to do was leave this place, and it would be over.
But I couldn't.
'Should I just try it?'
I was curious whether this was a development forced by the body's compulsions or one where I actually had a choice.
So I ignored Geum Tae-yeon's plea and picked up my pants.
They went on. For the development I was expecting, I wasn't supposed to be able to put on clothes?
My body didn't stop me.
"……."
Slowly, I grabbed my underwear too and pulled on my pants.
Geum Tae-yeon silently watched me do it. She didn't say a word, just waited.
"If that's how you want it, then I guess there's no helping it. I've done plenty of bad shit myself up till now."
Geum Tae-yeon rose to her feet. She wiped the semen off her lower belly and spoke in a disappointed tone.
"Still, I can't help feeling let down. Even knowing I'm a bad girl, accepting that is apparently a whole different story."
Geum Tae-yeon didn't try to hold me back. She let me go like she was saying if I wanted to leave, then leave.
My body even put on my shirt. Now that I thought about it, the option of having sex with Geum Tae-yeon right here seemed like nothing more than unattainable decoration.
I'd figured the Juyeon-woo personality settings would make me reject her request, but that was my misconception.
"…Don't contact me ever again. And don't show up in front of Han-seol either."
If it was going to play out like that, it made sense to go along with it. Being dragged around by the body was unpleasant anyway.
I spat out some half-assed line that popped into my head.
"Yeah, got it. I won't act like I know you."
"……."
"But what if Yeon-woo talks to you first? Then you can act like you know me, right?"
I ignored Geum Tae-yeon's words and turned my back to her. I stomped away roughly, radiating the vibe that I didn't want to spend another second in the same space.
I left the clubroom faster than anyone else.
* * *
I generally wanted to creampie whenever possible. It felt way better dumping my seed straight into a woman's womb than spilling it outside.
Pregnancy or not, it wasn't my responsibility anyway. The women who'd forced themselves on a good boy like me were the ones at fault.
I could pretend to be the victim and enjoy bareback creampies.
But if the responsibility for pregnancy fell on me? If they tried to slap a leash on me by saying I had to take care of the kid?
I'd grit my teeth and use protection.
That was how much I hated responsibility. I wanted to enjoy the rights without the obligations.
That's why I liked this world.
I headed home with light steps. It sucked that I couldn't creampie this time, but it was fine. There were plenty of women who'd accept my seed.
Aunt and Juyeon-hee were at home. Eum Ji-hye and Han-seol were at the academy. They were always on standby.
Of course, it wasn't like I could use them whenever I wanted.
'Aunt should come tonight.'
All I had to do was wait in my room. Then the pussy I could creampie to my heart's content would come right to my dick on its own.
How convenient and great was that?
"…She's not coming…."
I waited until 1 a.m. But Aunt never came to my room.
She wasn't working overtime. She'd come home earlier in the evening.
'Why?'
The next morning, Aunt appeared in the living room looking no different from usual.
"Yeon-woo, did you sleep well?"
"…Yeah."
We'd never gone two days without sex before. Suddenly having my visits cut off like this made me feel awkwardly out of place for no reason.
It was frustrating that I couldn't ask first.
"……."
Juyeon-hee came out to the living room too. She ran into Aunt.
"…Good morning?"
Juyeon-hee tried her best to relax her expression as she greeted Aunt. It wasn't like they were on good terms, but she wasn't openly snarling like before.
Whether that was a good thing or not.
She wasn't showing any dislike and even used polite speech. Calling it a huge step forward wouldn't be an exaggeration.
"Yes, Yeon-hee. Did you sleep well too?"
"……!"
Aunt responded to Juyeon-hee's greeting softly. It was unexpected.
Juyeon-hee was so shocked that her eyes went wide as she stared at her after the morning greeting.
Aunt ignored Juyeon-hee's gaze. She knew Juyeon-hee was looking but pretended not to notice.
She apparently didn't want eye contact either.
Still, the atmosphere had improved. Cozy, maybe? It was a forcibly patched-together situation, but it looked enough like a family on the surface.
The picture the body wanted. Both of them were doing their best in their own ways.
I could feel the reward for spreading myself between both sides.
'…I'll have sex with Yeon-hee soon too.'
The weekend was approaching fast. Every time I ran into Juyeon-hee, her eyes brimmed with such eager anticipation that it was starting to feel burdensome.
I got it.
It was the day she could finally have sex with her beloved oppa. Juyeon-hee probably hadn't slept properly since the day we'd made the promise.
Her complexion wasn't great. Even so, a smile lingered on her lips.
I prepared breakfast. This was Juyeon-woo's role.
I'd gotten pretty used to it now. I didn't even need to borrow the body's strength anymore.
Thinking up menus was tiring, but I managed with the power of internet searches. If my brain wasn't turning, I could just copy the nearby school lunch menu, so it was all good.
"I might be late today."
Aunt said that and headed to work. She left the house earlier than usual.
I left for the academy around the same time. Thanks to Aunt, my pace had quickened.
Juyeon-hee followed me. The distance between us had closed a lot.
The commotion Juyeon-hee had caused that day felt like a dream now.
"Yeon-woo, good morning."
Class President Mi from the guidance committee was always diligent. She arrived at the academy earlier than anyone to carry out her duties.
"Give me a break! Don't you feel sorry for me coming this early?"
Some delinquents had beaten the guidance committee members to the academy, trying to dodge inspections. But in front of Class President Mi, it was futile struggling.
"You weren't like this until recently. You're acting weird all of a sudden!"
"You cracked down hard at the start of the semester and then slacked off…."
"This is so annoying. Crazy guidance committee. You think the committee owns the place?!"
Guidance committee members had the authority to issue penalty points. As long as she could prove legitimate cause, Class President Mi could hand them out freely.
Rebelling against a Class President Mi like that? The delinquents caught this time seemed fine with tanking their academy grades.
"No, sorry. My bad."
"Your skirt's too short."
"…Everyone does this much at least."
"Your makeup's too heavy too."
"You're just too plain yourself."
Class President Mi gave the delinquents a moderate scolding and let them through. She postponed the penalty points on the condition they lengthen their skirts.
The delinquents would get caught again soon enough. If they were the type to actually lengthen their skirts, they wouldn't have worn micro-minis in the first place.
I had nothing to get caught for. I wasn't late.
"……."
On my way through the main gate, I ran into Geum Tae-yeon.
"Geum Tae-yeon?"
A second-year guidance committee member spotted Geum Tae-yeon and looked shocked.
"What is this? Is the sun rising in the west? The mighty Geum Tae-yeon… is wearing her uniform properly?"
Even Teacher Hakju gaped at Geum Tae-yeon's outfit. Everyone wore expressions of disbelief.
What was Geum Tae-yeon's uniform usually like?
Her thong panties draped over her hips were fully visible, and if there wasn't a pussy print, it'd feel off somehow. Flashing her tits was the default, and she had some disease where covering her underwear would kill her.
That Geum Tae-yeon was dressed like a model student in a normal uniform.
"Finally decided to get your head on straight? Huh?"
Teacher Hakju patted Geum Tae-yeon's back enthusiastically. Her chest jiggled.
No matter how much it was a proper-sized uniform, she couldn't completely hide those huge tits. The round curves were still prominent.
"…Yeah, something like that. Figured I'd try living nicely for a change."
"Good call. Your talent is one of the rarest in Korea. Wasting that precious gift would be an insult to everyone else."
"Got it. Now stop."
Geum Tae-yeon calmly brushed past Teacher Hakju and headed to her classroom. Even when our eyes met on the way, she didn't act like she knew me.
Now we're strangers, you and I.
This was a declaration of liberation. Liberation from having to heed Geum Tae-yeon's blackmail, from having to betray Han-seol.
The body had regained its freedom.
"Yeon-woo?"
But why was this?
My dick twitched. It felt like Geum Tae-yeon's lips were nibbling at it, her pussy clenching tight around it.
Had to be my imagination. Thinking that, I looked at Han-seol.
Han-seol rubbed my cheek with a worried look.
"Your face is a bit red. You aren't sick or anything, right?"
"…I'm fine."
My face was red? Suddenly?
'This feels ominous.'
Because I vaguely knew NTR manga developments, I started feeling anxious.