Chapter 16
Chapter 16
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 16
Chapter Title: The Aunt Who Went Crazy After Learning the Truth is Too Scary (1)
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Business was done. Now it was time to head home. I left the rooftop and went downstairs. My steps felt light.
If I hadn't possessed this body, Juyeon-woo probably would've walked home with a gloomy look on his face.
Mindset was key. Whether I was being blackmailed or not, I didn't care.
'I wonder when she'll call me.'
I wanted to have sex with Geum Tae-yeon. I wanted to thrust my dick into her hot, tight pussy.
But I had to wait. I needed to be patient until Geum Tae-yeon summoned me.
There was no other way to meet her. The NTR manga storyline restricted any impulsive actions on my part.
That's when someone called out to me. A familiar voice.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Personality settings for Juyeon-woo, the male heroine of 『My Brother Clings to Mother』 whom you have possessed ─ Introverted, family-oriented, resilient, strong sense of responsibility, extremely vulnerable to blackmail, and the world's finest dick, etc...] "Oppa!"
There was only one girl at the academy who called me "Oppa." Juyeon-hee.
Juyeon-hee came running from the end of the hallway and stopped in front of me. She was as fast as an arrow.
"Yeon-hee."
"Oppa, what are you doing here? C Class is already done for the day."
"I came back because I forgot something."
I used the all-purpose cheat key to explain why I'd returned to the academy.
Juyeon-hee accepted it without any suspicion. She just seemed happy to see Juyeon-woo.
'She wears glasses just like Class President Mi, but the vibe is totally different.'
Both had that model student image. But there was the tiniest difference in their essence.
Was it because Juyeon-hee was taller? Her long, slender limbs gave off an intimidating aura.
Class President Mi felt like a study-obsessed model student, while Juyeon-hee was the all-around perfect one.
It was a difference born from their purposes.
Juyeon-hee grinned brightly and asked me,
"Did you get home okay? I was shocked when you suddenly said you'd forgotten the password."
"Thanks to you. No, I really couldn't remember. Do I have anemia or something?"
I had a worse condition than anemia.
'If we're getting technical, it's like an expanded version of amnesia—multiple personalities?'
From Juyeon-woo's perspective, another soul had suddenly possessed his body.
But this body was mine too. It was just unfamiliar in many ways since I was from another world.
The relationship between me and this body could be explained with the multiverse concept from movies.
Simply put, I'd taken over my body from a parallel universe.
Juyeon-hee kept talking to me, like she didn't want the conversation to end.
I didn't mind either. I'd gotten tired of texting Han-seol quickly, but Juyeon-hee was different.
"Anemia, my ass! Even if you do, you've got me."
"Why?"
"Just because, hehe. You don't need to worry about it."
"Oh, periods?"
"Hey!"
Juyeon-hee was a model student, but her looks were outstanding. It was obvious she'd be even prettier without the glasses.
Being my twin sister guaranteed a certain level of beauty.
Juyeon-hee playfully punched my arm. Her fists packed a decent punch. Was my body weak, or was I just sensitive?
I chuckled and took the cute punches.
"You guys aren't done yet?"
"Yeah, we have a 4v4 battle tomorrow. We'll finish early tomorrow."
"Lucky. I wish it was just practical training for me too. Fun, early dismissal..."
"Everyone thinks that. Who enjoys sitting in a chair studying theory? But we have no choice. If we slack off, we'll fall behind the others."
Theoretical knowledge was just as important as combat skills. Heroes didn't just fight humans.
Villains or monsters—especially against monsters, information and study were crucial.
"You've gotta work hard, Juyeon-hee."
I cheered her on. Not as her same-age twin brother, but sincerely as the older Juyeon-woo.
She had to work hard. She needed to enjoy this time now and not neglect her studies as a student.
Otherwise, she'd regret it for sure.
If someone could read my mind, they'd probably call me a boomer.
"U-uh...! I will!"
Juyeon-hee clenched her fists in front of her chest and vowed it. Her eyes showed she really got it. It was a good sight.
'Should I shake her up a bit?'
The deeper Juyeon-hee's emotions, the better for advancing the manga plot.
I naturally raised my arm and stroked her head.
From top to bottom. I ran my hand over it three or four times. Juyeon-hee's body twitched and then stiffened.
"Uh, u-uhh..."
Juyeon-hee made a dumb noise and melted under my touch. Her face flushed pink.
I could really feel who the speaker was in the manga title 『My Brother Clings to Mother』.
She blatantly liked me. It made me feel a little guilty.
'Poor girl.'
Juyeon-hee would lose her oppa to the aunt who raised her. She'd just watch without being able to do anything about their relationship.
No matter how she dressed it up, it'd tear her up inside. I offered my condolences in advance.
"See you at home."
"Y-yeah! See you at home."
Juyeon-hee finally snapped out of it and saw me off. Then she turned back.
I turned away from the academy and headed home.
Beep beep, beep beep.
Home at last. I entered the password and went in.
There was a pair of mature women's shoes scattered in the entryway. Only one person in this house wore shoes like that.
The biological relative of this body.
"...Aunt?"
I called out to her as I took off my shoes. I tiptoed into the living room.
Aunt was there. She sat on the sofa with a serious face, staring intently at a single sheet of paper.
"Aunt? You're back already?"
I spoke naturally. It was the obvious thing to say since someone who shouldn't be home at this hour was.
Aunt didn't answer. She just kept staring at the paper in her hand.
What could be on it to make her face like that? Seeing the brown envelope scattered on the table, it seemed like some official, important document.
"Aunt...?"
The body moved on its own. It suddenly took control and made me approach her.
A scene needed for the manga plot. I figured out the intent.
'I need to see that document, huh?'
I regained control. I approached her myself and peered over.
I widened my eyes and scanned the contents. Aunt had no intention of hiding it.
'...DNA Test Results Report...'
The bold title at the top of the document she held was clear.
DNA Test Results Report. In other words, Paternity Test Results.
Whose results was Aunt holding? Probably mine and hers.
'Match probability 0%?'
We'd already done it, and the match probability was 0%?
Curious, I checked the subjects' names.
Father: Shin Ji-hoon. Child: Juyeon-woo.
'Who's Shin Ji-hoon?'
A name I'd never seen before. But I figured it out right away.
A family photo came to mind. The one in my room, with baby Juyeon-woo and the man in it.
That must be Shin Ji-hoon.
'...No way.'
He looked like the father to anyone. Not my real father, but he was connected to this world, this body.
That's what I'd thought.
But biologically, that man and Juyeon-woo's body had zero connection. Cuckoo brood parasitism.
'The genders are swapped.'
Even swapped, the male's misery remained unchanged. The privilege of bearing offspring was still the female's alone.
"Aunt..."
Aunt slowly lifted her head. The moment I got the info I needed, her gaze met mine.
Her expression was off. In that instant, lightning struck my mind.
'...This isn't incest after all!'
I recalled Aunt's lecherous gaze scanning my body. Even when she thought I was her nephew, her eyes weren't easy.
But now?
Aunt had learned I wasn't related by a drop of blood. Genetically, there was no reason to hesitate.
"Yeon-woo."
"A-Aunt."
The body called out to her in a trembling voice. Juyeon-woo took a couple steps back to create distance, trying to calm the woman whose eyes had gone wild.
But it was futile.
"I can't hold back anymore."
Aunt had no intention of holding back. She snatched the tasty nephew—or rather, the fresh academy student—right in front of her.
"Aunt! We can't do this!"
I shouted words I didn't mean. I spat out lines fitting the script.
I had to act scared like this to keep control.
Rip—!
Aunt flew at me almost. With insane strength, she tore off the clothes I was wearing in one go.
It was a far more violent approach than with Geum Tae-yeon.
"N-No! Stop! Please stop, Aunt!"
"I'm not your aunt! You don't have Ji-hoon's blood in you!"
Aunt snapped at me.
"We're not connected at all. So!"
Scolding her own wavering heart.
"It's okay for me to embrace you. We'll become a real family."
"Nooooo!"
I covered my crotch and let out a pathetic scream.
A glint appeared in Aunt's eyes. She seemed to love my service.
"Yeon-woo...!"
Aunt grabbed my head and pressed her lips to mine. They collided. The kiss was short.
Aunt pulled back and asked,
"You smoke? You delinquent...!"
"No! Mmph!"
Smack, slurp! Slurp!
Her tongue invaded. I pretended to resist but accepted it. Blood rushed to my dick.
Aunt naturally gripped my cock and stroked it. I couldn't stop her.
I had no intention of stopping her.