Chapter 80
Chapter 80
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 80
Chapter Title: Furious Aunt Finally Crosses the Line Due to Biological Father's Appearance (6)
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Juyeon-hee learned what it meant for the world to stop the moment Juyeon-woo emerged from the bathroom. Her hands and feet froze, her thoughts ground to a halt. She needed to come up with some excuse, but nothing came easily.
She poured all her energy into deciphering the emotions in her brother's gaze as it swept over her. What if he felt disgust? Anxious beyond measure, she squeezed out some words.
"Uh, I was just wondering when you'd be done..."
She'd been waiting to shower. That was the best she could manage. Juyeon-hee furtively checked Juyeon-woo's expression. Fortunately, it was the same as always.
'Oh, he didn't notice...!'
Juyeon-hee quickly hid the item in her hand behind her back. It left her in an awkward, hunched posture—like someone caught red-handed in something shady.
The Aunt would have demanded to see what she was hiding.
But Juyeon-woo wouldn't. Juyeon-hee banked on the personality she knew so well.
The Juyeon-woo she knew respected his little sister's privacy. If anything, he'd grown even more cautious through puberty.
As a rational being, he was trying his best to maintain boundaries.
She trusted he'd do the same this time. It was her only way out.
"All done. Your turn."
Juyeon-woo didn't press the issue. Whatever Juyeon-hee had been doing in front of the bathroom, he let it slide without asking. Even if he was curious, he respected her space.
"Hoo..."
Once Juyeon-woo had returned to his room, Juyeon-hee let out a sigh of relief. Her heart was pounding wildly, so fiercely she thought it might burst.
It had been a dire crisis.
'If he'd found out, he wouldn't have let it go so easily.'
Juyeon-hee panted as she stared at the man's underwear clutched in her hand. Juyeon-woo's scent, thick from his vigorous performance in the Hero Tournament, lingered on it. She hadn't been able to resist touching it.
"...He didn't notice, so it's fine."
It was the kind of thing that would be a problem even for a guy. For his twin stepsister to do something like that? Even a kind brother like him might feel repulsed.
But she couldn't stop. Juyeon-hee couldn't control her desires. It was like some mental illness—her hands moved on their own.
If it was an excuse, it was one she could never voice to Juyeon-woo. She felt disgusted with herself. Yet that same act brought her immense satisfaction.
"Snuuuff..."
Juyeon-hee buried her face in Juyeon-woo's underwear. She inhaled deeply, savoring his scent.
Her pussy grew soaking wet. More love juices flowed out than usual.
"Haa..."
Rubbing Juyeon-woo's underwear against her face, Juyeon-hee entered the bathroom. Under the pretense of bathing, she spent nearly two hours in the tub.
Actual washing took thirty minutes. The rest was all spent masturbating.
* * *
Ever since meeting Yoo Yeon-ho, Shin Jae-eun had felt an inexplicable frustration. It was like something was clogging her chest.
"Senior? You're not taking the day off today?"
"...I am, but staying home felt suffocating."
Shin Jae-eun had returned to the clan. She figured throwing herself into work might keep her from exploding.
"Your nephew made it to the quarterfinals, Senior."
"Congrats!"
She hadn't watched it herself. She couldn't. It was because of Yoo Yeon-ho.
Even without watching, the news reached her. Clan members were buzzing about Juyeon-woo, pretending otherwise while keeping tabs on him.
"Juyeon-woo turned out to be a gem, huh?"
"...Master."
"Why didn't you tell us sooner? If you'd mentioned lightning-affinity mana, I could've marked him early."
Even the clan master approached her. With such a rare attribute manifesting, everyone was eyeing him—like Yoo Yeon-ho's veiled declaration of intent toward her.
The higher Juyeon-woo's stock rose, the more urgent Shin Jae-eun felt. She should be thrilled that the boy she'd raised was gaining fame and popularity. But pure joy eluded her.
He wasn't her real nephew. Shin Jae-eun and Juyeon-woo shared not a drop of blood. If he wanted, Juyeon-woo could shatter her protective bubble and leave.
p>Knowing that filled her with anxiety. The spotlight on him only amplified it.
Reflecting on her own misdeeds made it worse—she wouldn't be surprised if he left at any moment. Her powerless position only heightened the dread.
"Haa."
Even at the clan, she couldn't focus on work. Every nerve in her body was attuned to Juyeon-woo.
He was the product of her twenties, the prime of her youth that she'd devoted to him. How could she not cling pathetically? If their bond ended now, who would compensate for her lost time?
The perpetrator of her sins was long dead. Her biological father was alive but just a deadbeat playboy—she couldn't expect restitution from him, nor would he provide it.
All she had left was Juyeon-woo, who shared no blood with her. That's why she clung. She couldn't let him go gracefully.
'If I'd known his father would show up like this...'
She wouldn't have forced herself on him. Then Juyeon-woo might have cherished their family ties. Regret washed over her.
"Senior? Heading out?"
"...Yeah."
"Tell Yeon-woo we said he did great in the match!"
Her junior heroes flashed thumbs-ups. Though eliminated in the quarterfinals, Juyeon-woo's performance had been spectacular. Their praise was genuine.
Shin Jae-eun nodded weakly and left the clan. Her steps home felt heavier than usual.
What should she say to Juyeon-woo? Ask first if Yoo Yeon-ho had approached him? Her mind was a tangle.
"Aunt, you're back?"
Her nephew greeted her as always. Despite what she'd done, Juyeon-woo still treated her like family.
Juyeon-hee, who acted like nothing happened, was actually more hostile.
From Juyeon-hee's perspective, who adored her brother, she naturally disliked Shin Jae-eun's lecherous stares. It was to be expected.
"...You were amazing today."
Shin Jae-eun played the normal aunt. Their aunt-nephew bond was dubious at best, but they maintained the facade.
"The clan was buzzing. They might even make you an offer if you keep it up."
"Really? Didn't Seol-i say she'd think about it too?"
"Yeah, but Seol-i's a bit iffy."
The interest in Juyeon-woo stemmed from one thing: his lightning-affinity mana, inherited from Yoo Yeon-ho's bloodline.
Even if his skills lagged, the rarity more than compensated.
"Seol-i might get an offer soon too. Once her skills grow a bit more."
That was the internal assessment. Not yet urgent enough for a first-year cadet. Her clan still had leeway.
"I see."
"You're only first-years. Plenty of time. No need to settle on a clan right away. Same for you, Yeon-woo. Don't jump at the first offer. Take your time and think it over."
"Got it."
He's a smart kid. She trusted he'd handle it well. Still, worry gnawed at her.
Shin Jae-eun intended to offer minimal adult guidance. Whether he accepted was up to him.
"......"
An awkward air hung over the family home. Knowing she was the cause, Shin Jae-eun stayed silent.
Today's events made it even stranger. Juyeon-woo felt more like a man than a nephew.
The moment Yoo Yeon-ho contacted him, he'd bolt from this house like it was on fire.
"Aunt? You okay?"
Innocent Juyeon-woo kept engaging her, concern etching his face as he checked on her. His usual gentleness made Shin Jae-eun whip her head away. She couldn't face him.
'And I've done those things to him...!'
Self-loathing surged. She was ashamed of her immature behavior compared to her nephew.
Yet she couldn't rein in her boiling lust. Just looking at Juyeon-woo made her nether regions itch; she craved ravaging him again.
It had surpassed rational control.
"...I'm fine. It's nothing."
Forcing aside his worried gaze, Shin Jae-eun shook her head. "Fine" was a lie. She was far from it.
What if Juyeon-woo went to his biological father? The thought tangled her mind, pounding her skull. She couldn't smooth her expression.
"You don't look fine at all."
"I am. Go rest. You competed in the Hero Tournament today. Must be exhausted."
"I'm good. Quarterfinals only."
"...Other kids would cry hearing that."
"I stay cautious."
Juyeon-woo chuckled, wrapping it up. His usual response. He was still her nephew.
Though the eyes Shin Jae-eun used to look at him were anything but.
"...Yeon-hee's probably still up."
"Can't hold back."
Her reason lost to desire. That night, she slipped into her nephew's room again.
"You told me to rest earlier."
"That was..."
The mature nephew sighed deeply. Yet he didn't refuse. As if he'd been waiting, he indulged her lust.
Shin Jae-eun clung to Juyeon-woo with unseemly urgency for her age. She slurped greedily at his thick, hard cock.
Juyeon-woo twitched and gently pushed her head away.
"...Aunt... it hurts. Please, go easy..."
"Ah."
Lost in thoughts of Yoo Yeon-ho, she'd been too rough. Shin Jae-eun looked up at Juyeon-woo apologetically.
Not that apologies meant much while forcibly embracing her nephew.
"...Something happen? You're not yourself."
Juyeon-woo asked, studying her expression intently.
No blood shared, yet his gaze held traces of brotherly insight—like he saw right through her.
Shin Jae-eun shook her head. She didn't want to bring up Yoo Yeon-ho first.
'...Or maybe I should ask?'
Better to take the hit proactively. To prepare for Yoo Yeon-ho, she should gauge Juyeon-woo's feelings now.
"...Yeon-woo."
Her nipples erect with arousal, Shin Jae-eun broached the topic softly.
"...Suppose, hypothetically. Your biological father suddenly showed up... What would you want to do?"