Chapter 59
Chapter 59
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 59
Chapter Title: The Twin Sister Handles the Tricks, and the Aunt Eats the Rice Cake (2)
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I've made up with Aunt. Sure, it was with a little help from the body, but I'm steering the story purely with my own power now.
"I've already figured out the structure."
As long as I act in a way that doesn't go against the typical flow of an NTR manga, I can move without being controlled by the body.
Whether that's true freedom or not is up for debate.
Compared to the perks I'm enjoying in this world, that level of restriction feels like nothing. It's really nothing at all.
"Yaaawn..."
Juyeon-hee woke up too. With her messy hair twisted up into a sloppy bun, she shuffled out into the living room.
"You're up early, Oppa. You were groaning from being drunk last night."
Juyeon-hee came over to me with a cheeky grin, clearly reminiscing happily about yesterday.
"Ugh, I'm never drinking again. Every time I do, I black out. Am I gonna end up with dementia or something?"
"Black out? What do you mean? You don't remember yesterday, Oppa?"
For a split second, it felt like Aunt's ears perked up. Was that just my imagination?
I shook my head exaggeratedly as I answered, playing up the amnesia act for effect.
"I don't remember. I recall going into the karaoke place... but after that..."
In truth, I remembered everything, but I pretended otherwise. To give Aunt more courage.
The body was fine with my words too. It meant I could spout whatever bullshit I wanted.
"Was karaoke fun?"
"Nah, not really. You didn't even sing, Oppa, and suddenly passed out. So we left midway."
Juyeon-hee pouted, sticking out her lips a few times as she grumbled. She seemed genuinely bummed about cutting it short.
"Let's go again next time. No booze that time."
"......"
When I suggested going sober, she hemmed and hawed, clearly not thrilled. Her transparent reaction drew a dry chuckle from me.
"Everyone's up early. Want breakfast? Something simple."
It was Saturday, the start of the weekend. No need for anything fancy. My hangover had me feeling heavy anyway. Some bean sprout soup should do the trick.
The body agreed with my idea. I naturally put water on the gas stove and lit the flame. It started boiling quickly.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ I got the official answer. He doesn't remember what happened yesterday.
Maybe he said that because Juyeon-hee was there.
Aunt Shin Jae-eun had eyes too. From Juyeon-woo's reaction, it really seemed like he had no memory.
"...He doesn't know what happened yesterday...?"
Aunt Shin Jae-eun recalled what she'd done. She'd groped her nephew's dick, sucked it greedily, and even milked out his cum.
No blood relation or not, it was something an aunt should never do.
But she hadn't been caught. The person involved was clueless. So, couldn't she just pretend it never happened?
"That's too psychopathic."
She'd taught the kids that you shouldn't break the law. Break it, and you're in big trouble.
But kids with psychopathic tendencies sometimes react like, "If you don't get caught, what's the problem?"
Aunt Shin Jae-eun's current thoughts and actions mirrored that exactly.
She's rationalizing it as "no harm if no foul." The thought sent chills down her own spine.
"...Don't."
Aunt Shin Jae-eun mind-controlled herself. Once might be forgivable, but twice? No way.
She didn't want to ruin her relationship with her nephew. She'd done something awful, but she couldn't live with his resentment forever.
Like he'd said, we were the only family each other had in the world.
It was selfish. Disgusting, even—messing up and still expecting something. But...
"Sigh."
Aunt Shin Jae-eun sighed as she slurped her bean sprout soup. He really was a great cook.
Maybe because he'd handled most of the housework since they were little?
Whoever ends up with Juyeon-woo will be one lucky girl. Handsome, great body, good cook, and a sweet personality.
Married life would be a blast.
Unfortunately, Aunt Shin Jae-eun never even got the chance to dream of marriage. With not one but two kids in tow, her odds were slim to none.
She didn't resent it. Whining about not marrying because of the twins was too pathetic.
Though if someone called her out for sleeping with her nephew, she'd have no comeback.
Back then, taking responsibility for the twins was her only option. For Aunt Shin Jae-eun, who studied and trained to become a hero, abandoning her orphaned nieces and nephew was impossible.
Even if she could go back, she'd make the same choice.
She'd sacrificed her youth. And in return, she'd raised them into fine young adults.
They could think and act for themselves now. They'd even developed the tolerance to forgive a pathetic aunt like her, based on the values she'd instilled.
Did these twins still need a guardian? She shook her head.
It seemed like her role as protector was over. They were doing just fine on their own.
They'd grown up.
"...Maybe Aunt should get a boyfriend too?"
"...?!"
Juyeon-hee, who had been chattering away while eating, dropped her spoon with a clatter that echoed loudly.
"Um, yeah. Aunt should totally get a boyfriend."
"You think?"
"Yeah. Come to think of it, I've never seen you with one. Is it because of us? Sorry about that."
Aunt Shin Jae-eun's musing, almost to herself, was picked up by Juyeon-hee. She encouraged her—if she wanted one, go for it.
Knowing how Aunt looked at Juyeon-woo, Juyeon-hee welcomed this mindset.
Aunt Shin Jae-eun glanced at the overly enthusiastic Juyeon-hee and let out a smirk.
"Gotta have someone to date first."
It's not like you can just decide you want a boyfriend and poof, there he is. The other person's feelings matter.
Would any guy want to date a woman her age, past her prime? She wasn't sure.
And with twin step-siblings in the mix? Anyone thinking casual would bolt the second they heard she was raising blood-related twins.
"I'm doomed from the start."
A little empathy made it clear. If she were a guy in his mid-thirties, would she date someone like Aunt Shin Jae-eun?
She shook her head weakly. It was sad, but reality.
It had nothing to do with her looks. No matter how pretty or hot she was, the baggage she carried was too much.
"Aunt's still in her prime! What guy would turn you down? You're gorgeous, killer figure, and a hero! A high-rank one at that!"
"What's with you all of a sudden?"
Juyeon-hee hyped her up wildly. Almost excessively.
Aunt Shin Jae-eun chuckled in disbelief, but she wasn't hating it. No woman hates compliments.
"Is she gonna lick Aunt's pussy raw at this rate?"
Juyeon-woo worried inwardly. Juyeon-hee was going at it hard.
"I get why, but..."
Juyeon-woo watched Aunt's expression closely, racking his brain to figure out her intent.
He had no intention of letting Aunt get a boyfriend.
That would be NTR.
"I'm not playing the role of the guy who gets cucked in this world."
Only Juyeon-woo could claim the heroine roles. At least around him.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ We spent the weekend chilling.
"Ugh, I hate Mondays..."
"We've gotta go to the academy. Slack off, and you'll fall behind."
I soothed the whining Juyeon-hee as we headed out.
"Honestly, I kinda like Mondays."
The classes suck. And getting there early blows.
But those downsides get obliterated by the upside: sex.
The academy means Eum Ji-hye. The shady homeroom teacher whose tits outclass even Geum Tae-yeon's—in that one department.
Wonder how much milk she's built up over the weekend.
And there's Geum Tae-yeon too, top-tier looks in the academy. The Blonde Delinquent's eager creampies were the best sex of his life, no exaggeration.
"Just gonna dopamine overdose and die."
The only downside was tending to Han-seol, who got nothing all weekend. But with all that prime pussy, it was worth it.
"...Today's one-on-one spars."
After sucking down Eum Ji-hye's milk greedily, morning homeroom. Eum Ji-hye scanned C Class as she continued.
"Assemble by 9:30 at the General C Training Grounds."
Eum Ji-hye's eyes met mine. I flashed a bright smile, and she whipped her head away, cheeks and ears flushing beet red.
"Teacher, so morning classes today?"
"It's class plus tournament prep, so it'll run through the afternoon."
Someone's question got a firm reality check from Eum Ji-hye.
Sighs leaked from the cadets. Even model students full of enthusiasm couldn't hide their dread of morning classes.