Visiting the In-Laws
Her period ended after just three full days.
Considering some people suffered through a whole week of it, that was incredibly fast.
Today was the 18th.
The day we were going to meet her parents.
Fortunately, her period had finished that very morning.
"Hey, Lee Kang-yeon."
"What."
"Be honest. I'm not normal, am I?"
"……"
While we waited for the bus at the express bus terminal, she asked with a deadly serious face.
"Who the hell in this world would suck dick saying semen tastes good? That shit only happens in manga. Real women don't do that. Fuck, what's wrong with this body?"
"Hey, someone's gonna hear you."
"Fuck, does that matter? Hey, I'm not normal, right?"
"Yeah. You're not normal."
At my answer, she turned a burning gaze on me.
"Let's go back to Japan."
"Suddenly?"
"I need to visit that shrine again. Figure out what the hell happened, and why it made me like this."
Hmm. Not a bad idea, exactly—
"What makes you think anything would come of it?"
"Fuck, still better than doing nothing."
There was a bigger problem.
"What about money?"
"You know our room belonged to my uncle, right?"
"Yeah. You're not saying we should skip rent, are you?"
"Hey! Fuck, no—now they say it's our wedding gift."
What?
"When we got married, my uncle gave it to us."
"Wait…… so that means it's our place?"
"Technically it seems to be under my name."
Well, yeah, that would make sense.
But that meant the room wasn't a rental anymore.
"So no more rent money going out?"
"Right. Let's use that money to go back to Japan."
"Uh……"
Hearing something so sudden left me roughly dazed. Of all the things I'd heard these past few days, this might have been the most shocking.
My dream of owning a home, fulfilled like this?
Well—not my home, exactly.
Yoo Jae-min's parents' house was in an administrative new town not far from Seoul. Since we'd been high school classmates, it hadn't been her home since childhood—they'd moved around the time Jae-min started university. Apparently her father had changed jobs or something.
"So, where's the house?"
I asked as we sat in our seats on the bus that had started boarding.
"You wouldn't know even if I told you, so just see for yourself later."
"Just tell me the apartment name. I'll look it up on my phone."
"Eat this."
"Mph."
Her finger shoved something into my mouth. A tart fruit scent and a chewy texture. That jelly I used to eat a lot as a kid? So that was what she'd been unwrapping earlier.
"You always pass out the second you get on a vehicle. Just sleep."
"You know me well."
Just as she said, within a few minutes I was out cold with my head pillowed on her lap.
Ding-dong
"Uh…… is this the right place?"
"Yeah."
"Could I maybe know what your parents do?"
"Dad's an orthopedic professor at the university hospital next door. Mom's a private practice lawyer."
"Oh. I see."
I stared at the massive metal gate in front of me. Jae-min had been right that I'd only understand once I saw it. A mansion like this was not a destination I could have predicted. For the son of dual-income civil servant parents, this was a completely different dimension.
Jae-min?
"Yeah, Mom."
Okay, opening the gate.
Clank
When the gate opened, a green lawn courtyard came into view. A lawn courtyard at a house like this. No way a doctor or lawyer was trimming the grass themselves—so they had someone who worked here?
Wait. I became the son-in-law of a house like this?
"Jammin, I'm suddenly getting nervous."
"What, only now?"
"Care to fill me in on your parents in more detail even at this late hour?"
"Just act normal."
"Easy for you to say. What if they suddenly decide they don't like me and kick me out?"
"Mom would go along with whatever weird stuff you say. Dad's…… got a bit of a boomer streak, but this is the first time he's seeing me like this too, so I don't really know."
"Hmm……"
My steps grew slower and slower, wanting to put off the difficult encounter as long as possible—when the difficult encounter came to me first.
The front door opened and Jae-min's mother stepped out.
"Oh my, son-in-law! Come on in!"
"Ah, hello!"
I went for a full ninety-degree bow first.
"Up, up. Goodness, no need to be so formal. Think of me as Mom and make yourself comfortable."
"Mom."
It had vaguely come to mind before, but only seeing her again properly brought the memory back. Hmm—she definitely resembled her, but. Jae-min's mother was quite tall unlike Jae-min, and her build was closer to slender.
"Son-in-law, you must have it rough because of our daughter."
"Mom!"
"Alright, let's go inside."
Jae-min's mother guided me in, pushing my shoulder. When we entered the spacious living room decorated with high-end wood, a sweet scent drifted from further inside. She must have been preparing lunch for our arrival.
"Where's Dad?"
"In the study. He'll be out soon."
No sooner had she spoken than a sturdy middle-aged man walked slowly out from the hallway. Square metal-rimmed glasses, a neat shirt and knit vest. Hmm—classic conservative father style.
"Everyone's here."
"Yes, hello!"
With a conservative type, a ninety-degree bow first, of course.
"Right. Make yourselves comfortable."
Whether he was as taciturn as he looked, he left only those words and went back inside.
"Really, my husband is so shy with strangers. Hungry? I'll have the meal ready soon, so rest in the living room. You can watch TV."
"Ah, yes. Thank you."
"Daughter, help me a bit."
"……Me?"
"Yes."
With that, even Jae-min followed her mother, leaving me alone in the living room.
"Hmm……?"
I thought about sitting on the sofa, but the family photos on the wall caught my eye. Not just one. Whether they took them often, several hung along the wall in chronological order.
The first one a wedding photo? I didn't know when they'd married, but by the second, infant Jae-min was already in the shot. In the third, Jae-min stood between her parents seated in chairs, and around the sixth……
"……Already so grown."
How old was this? Middle school? Since her height still wasn't much, gauging age was hard. But whatever the age, being taller than her own mother at that age…… hmm.
"Lee Kang-yeon."
"Huh?"
At the voice calling me, I turned to find Jae-min standing over there.
"Food's ready, so come."
"Yeah. Okay."
By the time I sat down, everyone was already seated. Jae-min's father must have passed by without a sound while I was absorbed in the photos. I must have been staring too hard.
"Thank you for the meal!"
"Yes, it's nothing much, but eat plenty."
"No, this is an incredibly lavish meal."
The main dishes were braised short ribs and pollack stew, plus every kind of side dish filling the table. Incomparable to our house meals, where we usually just made one main dish and pulled out some kimchi. I couldn't set a table like this even if I wanted—too much hassle.
Clink
The meal continued rather quietly. Just occasional small talk between Jae-min and her mother was all.
Clink
As the meal was winding down, Jae-min's father spoke.
"Son-in-law."
"Ah, yes. Father."
"Not Father—call me Father-in-law now."
"Yes, Father-in-law."
Him suddenly addressing me startled me.
"Jae-min."
"Yeah?"
"You're still calling your husband by his name."
"Yeah."
"Now that you're a proper married couple living together, you should use proper titles."
"……"
Jae-min's expression was starting to sour.
"And you too, son-in-law—when your wife makes a mistake, a husband needs to know how to take the lead and correct it."
"What is this man saying in front of the kids. Do you think this is the old days of arranged marriages? Leave the kids' romance and married life alone for them to figure out."
"……Ahem."
……Was Mother-in-law's power stronger than I thought?
Anyway, after that Father-in-law didn't say much more, and the meal ended like that. Whether it was the routine of a fine household, after eating we gathered in the living room and she even brought out green tea, and after spending time with that tea set…… Mother-in-law came over holding an envelope and held it out to me.
"You and our daughter go out and have a good time."
"Um, this is……?"
"A hotel dining and lodging reservation."
"What!?"
A hotel?
"Here, take it first. Daughter, come with me a moment."
"Huh? What?"
Jae-min was grabbed by Mother-in-law and dragged into an inner room just like that.
I opened the envelope and peeked…… was this the reservation ticket? As I was looking it over briefly, Father-in-law spoke.
"Are you getting along well with my daughter?"
"Ah, yes. We're getting along well."
"Our daughter still hasn't fully matured. I worry I forced the marriage on you before you'd even settled yourself, with my unnecessary words. I'm sorry."
"Ah, not at all!"
Forced? What was he talking about.
To me, plunged into confusion, Father-in-law pulled out an envelope and handed it to me.
"I'm currently giving my daughter only half the allowance she used to get. When I gave her plenty in her first and second years, she seemed to want to live recklessly. I've put a few more bills than what I used to give her. Put it toward living expenses."
"Thank you!"
"Take good care of my daughter."
"No, I'm the one who should ask you to look after us!"
The envelope I received was heavy. A request like this, I'd grant any number of times.
Click
"Looks like they're coming out."
There stood she, fidgeting in an appearance I'd never seen before.
"How is it? Our daughter was born so pretty, yet she still doesn't know how to dress up nicely even though she already has a husband."
"……We're going."
As if exploding, she grabbed my hand and bolted straight for the front door.
Uh, is it okay to just leave like this?
"Ah, we'll be back!"
"Yes, have a good time!"
Leaving Mother-in-law waving behind us, we escaped the house. Her footsteps leading me by the hand only stopped after we'd gone quite a ways.
"Hey, Lee Kang-yeon."
"Huh?"
"You…… do you like this kind of thing too?"
Turning to look at me like that, she seemed awkward, as if uncomfortable in her outfit. A white one-piece dress with a cardigan, and a small handbag. Not a flashy look. But it definitely suited her well. Even if I didn't know luxury brands well, the texture of each piece of clothing clearly showed they were high-end.
"You look pretty."
"Euk……"
Was she embarrassed. She'd gotten somewhat shameless about sexual acts, but still had no immunity to this kind of thing.
"J-just hurry up and go."
"Hey, go where. It's not even four yet."
The dining reservation was at six, so we had over two hours free.
"What should we do? Want to catch a movie?"
"What movie. Nothing good playing right now."
Well, there weren't movies she'd like anyway.
"But it's the golden rule of dates."
"Fuck, what date! Then let's go to a PC bang."
"Sure."
And just like that, we went to a PC bang as if it were nothing. I fretted over what game to play, but what games could otakus even play at a PC bang specially? In the end we decided on League. A normal game duo.
"Hey, you crazy bastard!"
My skull nearly got cracked open, but what could I do? A lowly Silver had to play politics if he wanted to survive a duo with a Master.
Anyway, after killing time like that, we finished dinner at a fine-dining restaurant in a luxury hotel. It was definitely high-class.
"Have you been to places like this a lot?"
"First time for me too."
"Really? So they went out of their way for us."
Each course was a little light on portion size, which was a shame, but once we finished and came out it felt like we'd eaten quite a bit.
"So what now? Actually go see a movie?"
"Just go to the room."
"Already? It's only seven-thirty."
Suddenly she tugged at the tip of my sleeve.
"……We haven't been able to this whole time."
"Haven't been able to what? Ah, wait."
"……Sumata."
"No, you absolute freak……"
Was she acting like this because we couldn't do Sumata during her period? Even though we'd done Paizuri every single day instead.
"Fine. Let's go."
We'd already checked in before dinner, so we headed straight up to the hotel room. It wasn't a huge suite, but it was a room with a luxurious double bed befitting a high-end hotel.
"I'm gonna change and come out."
"Huh? Yeah."
Change? Couldn't she just strip everything off like always?
I watched her back disappear toward the bathroom for a moment, then just stripped myself and sprawled out on the bed. Hmm. My cock standing alone and proud against bare skin was very clearly on display.
"……Aaaahhh!"
"What? What's wrong?"
At her scream I shot up and went to the bathroom. The door was locked when I tried it, so I knocked instead. There was a presence inside, so she hadn't fallen or anything?
After waiting a little while, the door slowly opened and she walked out.
"……"
"……Fuck."
A translucent negligee, and her bare skin showing through it. A look that somehow seemed more obscene for being clothed than naked—I was struck speechless, never having imagined she'd come out looking like this.
"Mom made me."
She averted her eyes and made excuses. Made her? But who made her do it didn't matter. What mattered was that she had put this on of her own will and walked out in front of me.
"……We're doing this."
"What? Kyaaat!? Fuck, hey!?"
I scooped her up just like that and carried her to the bed.
That night, for the first time, I came four times in a single night.
……Though of course it was only Sumata and Paizuri.