Chapter 65
Chapter 65
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 65
Chapter Title: Twin Sister Crosses the Line, Aunt Eats the Cake (8)
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Unlike Juyeon-hee, who was slyly testing the boundaries, Aunt had blown right past the line. She hadn't just crossed it—she'd erased it entirely.
She was trying to pounce on me even though her nephew was wide awake and perfectly fine.
"Aunt! Y-you can't do this."
A barrier was in place. No matter how much I yelled, Juyeon-hee outside couldn't hear a thing.
No one was coming to save me.
Aunt smirked. She looked down at me like my struggling was just adorable.
"Does Juyeon-woo hate Aunt?"
"I don't want to hate you—that's why I forgave you. But why are you...!"
The body was disappointed. Disappointed that this woman called Aunt was doing something like this.
But I was satisfied. I was grateful that Aunt was coming at me like a total perv.
Aunt's hand rose. It brushed my calf, slid up my thigh, and slowly headed toward my groin.
"I'm doing this because I like Juyeon-woo too much."
She whispered those nauseating words. It gave me chills.
I quickly slapped her hand away. I rejected her touch with all the petulance I could muster.
"If you like me, why make it hurt like this? We're family."
"Family? Yeah, family."
Aunt didn't deny the word "family."
"We're family, but not really blood-related, right? The Republic of Korea might recognize us as such, but I..."
Aunt stroked her lower belly. It looked almost like she was rubbing it.
Like she was idly scratching her crotch.
"...my body refuses to accept Juyeon-woo as family. So I've decided to follow my instincts. Before Juyeon-hee steals you away."
"...Steals me away? What are you talking about?"
Aunt glared with raw possessiveness. At least under this roof, she was declaring her intent to monopolize my body.
"You're dating Han-seol, aren't you? You've been stuck together since you were kids. If one of you confesses, you'd obviously start going out. And with your personality, Juyeon-woo, I doubt you'd turn down Seol if she confessed."
It was too vague to call love. In Aunt's eyes—and probably Han-seol's too—her looks weren't exactly captivating.
"Aunt has no intention of meddling in her nephew's love life. Date Han-seol or don't, that's up to you. But Juyeon-hee? No. She's..."
"......"
Not a drop of blood connected them. Aunt and the twins were strangers. In other words, rivals.
Aunt harbored hostility toward Juyeon-hee. Because they were both after the same guy, they couldn't just laugh it off together.
Juyeon-woo was a boy, so he didn't count. That's what Aunt was saying.
Would they have gotten along originally? Probably not.
I didn't know much about how they'd lived, but I was certain of that much.
Even if it didn't show on the surface, deep down they must have resented each other. When Aunt mentioned Juyeon-hee, those feelings flickered in her eyes.
Maybe Aunt had sensed it instinctively. The fact that dirty blood from some bastard ran through the twins' veins...
"If things keep going like this, you'll end up giving your body to Juyeon-hee. You're a good big brother, after all. If your sister can't hold back and jumps you... you'd worry about hurting her feelings and embrace her instead of pushing her away."
"......"
"Aunt can't just stand by and watch that. Your mom deceived my brother... Am I supposed to just take it lying down from your little sister too?"
Aunt growled. Her hostility toward Juyeon-hee ran deeper than I'd thought.
"...Is that what you've been thinking all this time? Whenever you looked at us?"
"If I hadn't noticed Juyeon-hee looking at you with those eyes... I might not have thought this way. I hated your parents, but I tried to understand. It was adult business. What fault do babies have for being born?"
It was Juyeon-hee's fault. That's what Aunt was saying.
"But those bitches aren't innocent. Your mom and your real dad... that bastard who just sowed his seed and left tricked my brother. He died thinking you were his kids. Without leaving a thing behind."
"......"
"How pathetic was that? That woman who took in another man's seed... doting on her illegitimate brats while my brother..."
Aunt ground her teeth.
"Juyeon-hee's body carries that filthy bitch's blood. Like mother, like daughter—you can't cheat nature."
"Why do you hate Juyeon-hee so much?"
"Why do I hate her...?"
How to explain it? She rolled her eyes, pondering for a moment.
Then she slowly opened her mouth. Her expression was anything but normal.
"...Does there have to be a reason?"
"Huh?"
"Do I need a reason to hate her?"
She just hated her. Aunt didn't even bother coming up with a reason.
"Lately, the way she looks at me has been off. I haven't done anything to her, but she glares at me all the time."
"......"
"Ah, I get it. Why Juyeon-hee was glaring at me."
Aunt clapped her hands. She grinned like something had just clicked.
"Kuhuhu, yeah. That makes sense. Now I understand."
"...Understand what?"
"Why Juyeon-hee hates me."
Aunt's hand had somehow reached my groin.
Without hesitation, she slipped it in. Her hand boldly pushed into my panties.
I shoved her away with all my strength. But she wasn't going anywhere.
A cadet versus an active hero. The gap between us was enormous.
Adult versus child. No matter how skilled a cadet, they couldn't lay a glove on a pro hero.
"Aunt...!"
"Juyeon-woo, don't push Aunt away. If you keep doing that, I'll get hurt."
"What about the hurt I'll feel? Isn't this too much, Aunt?"
I spat out lines fitting the body's personality. It was almost desperate flailing to avoid losing control.
Fortunately, it worked.
With those convincing lines, I held onto control. I could feel Aunt's touch.
Her hand climbed my thigh, its lewd movements making my groin tingle. Blood rushed to my dick.
It was far more sensitive than before, thanks to Juyeon-hee teasing me earlier and stopping short.
Aunt spoke, scolding me like a misbehaving child.
"Has Juyeon-woo only ever thought about his own pain? What about Aunt's feelings when she got the DNA test results? Don't you care about the hurt of being betrayed?"
"That's..."
Didn't she say kids aren't at fault? Had Aunt already forgotten her own words?
Early-onset dementia?
It was absurd.
After snapping once, Aunt lowered her voice and whispered to me.
"I thought you were my brother's kids. Even so, as your aunt, I had to take you in and raise you. Your grandparents were gone too... Do you know how old I was then?"
"......"
I didn't. I didn't have the backstory memorized that far.
"I'd just graduated the Academy and joined a clan. Not much older than you, Juyeon-woo."
It wasn't an age to be responsible for anyone. If she told others, they'd look at her with pity. She was that young.
What if it were me? Could I have handled twins a dozen years younger? Just imagining it gave me goosebumps.
Then to learn after sacrificing her twenties that they weren't even blood-related. Could anyone stay sane?
'Even so, I doubt she'd force herself on a girl she saw as her niece.'
She's broken now. Whatever.
It was simple self-justification.
"Aunt..."
Disgusting excuses, but they worked. On Juyeon-woo, they did.
The body looked at Aunt with pity. It must have thought her life was ruined because of them.
"Everyone else was hitting clubs, going on blind dates, having fun. I didn't have the luxury. Partly because I'm a hero, sure."
"......"
"I could have if I'd wanted. But there was no one."
While others partied through their twenties, Aunt was raising two kids and couldn't play. Dating normally? Laughable given the circumstances.
Emotional capacity has limits. Lover or kids—you pick one. That's what Aunt was claiming.
Marriage was out of the question, of course. Casual dating was hard enough; marriage didn't even bear thinking about.
All the twins' fault.
Even blood nieces and nephews would feel guilty. And Juyeon-woo and Juyeon-hee weren't even that.
Straight-up parasites. A relationship offering zero benefit to the host.
Aunt glanced at my face and smirked. Did seeing her guilt-ridden nephew make her happy?
Of course it did. He was reacting just as she wanted.
"I don't blame Juyeon-woo. What fault do the kids have?"
"......"
"But you know..."
Aunt trailed off. She was dragging it out like she was about to ask for something. I knew what it was without hearing.
But Juyeon-woo didn't.
"If Juyeon-woo feels even a little sorry for Aunt... there's a way to make it up to me."
Aunt smiled. An ominous smile.
She was trying to lock a shackle on him—one he couldn't remove himself.
She whispered in my ear about turning our parasitic bond symbiotic. Whether it really was symbiotic, and how it'd end—who knew.
"......"
Aunt's hand crept upward. It felt entirely different from before.
She wasn't forcing it. She was caressing, inching toward my dick.
Like she was asking for permission. Like if I didn't stop her now, she'd take it as consent.
"Aunt... why..."
"You absolutely can't do it with Juyeon-hee because she's your sister, but Aunt? We're not blood-related at all. It all depends on what you want. You know that, right?"
"......"
"If Juyeon-woo comforts Aunt... if you make the last ten years worth it... I'll be your aunt for real. I won't fight with Juyeon-hee anymore. We'll get along. Okay?"
It slithered up from my thigh, slipping under my panties. I needed to block it before it got closer. But Juyeon-woo, guilt at its peak, couldn't stop Aunt's hand.
'The manga isn't progressing separately. They're properly intertwined.'
The body had lost its innocence. It had already been raped. Geum Tae-yeon, then the second-year seniors.
Eum Ji-hye's hypnosis hadn't directly affected it, but still.
Who knew? The moment he ran into Eum Ji-hye, he might see her as a lover and act accordingly.
'The body's already dirty anyway. Letting Aunt have it too changes nothing.'
Juyeon-woo fell into despair. He didn't block her hand—he accepted it.
The creeping hand gripped his nephew's dick.
"Juyeon-woo, this means you consent, right?"
"...If this is all it takes... if it repays Aunt's ten years of sacrifice... do whatever you want."
Ecstasy lit up Aunt's face.