Shifting the Blame (2)
Im Chan-woo slowly stepped out from behind his sister, revealing himself. He wore a thoughtful expression, licking his lips as he began walking toward me. For some reason he simply stopped right in front of me and stared with those wide, unblinking eyes.
“Go ahead and hit me.”
“What…?”
“I wouldn’t feel satisfied just letting things slide like this. If something feels off, I have trouble sleeping that night.”
“You son of a—!!”
I couldn’t even finish the curse. I shot up from the chair and drove my fist into Im Chan-woo’s motionless face with every ounce of strength I possessed. The punch sent him staggering; his balance broke and he nearly toppled onto the ring floor, but he caught himself with both hands and feet, steadying his stance before stepping in front of me again. Blood trickled from his split lip. He wiped it away.
“Fuck, that hurts. Is this some kind of family trait?”
“You—you did this!! Because of you…!”
I swung at him again before I even finished speaking. This time the situation changed. Im Chan-woo tilted his body just enough to slip my punch, then seized my arm and wrenched it in the opposite direction of the joint.
“Aaaargh!!”
The pain radiating from my bones made me struggle desperately to pull away, but the arm pinning mine felt like solid rebar—completely unyielding. What the hell… this impossible difference in strength… As the agony gradually dulled into something almost familiar, I let out a shallow groan. That was when he spoke again, his voice low enough for only me to hear.
“I told you to hit me so you could feel better, Senior. Why are you trying to force it like some kind of lunatic?”
“What the hell do you mean, force?! You and Chae-yun…!!”
“Exactly. That wasn’t my fault.”
Chae-yun had changed ever since she met this bastard. He must have done something to her. I glared at him, convinced of it.
“…Haah.”
Im Chan-woo let out a short sigh, scratched roughly at his head with the hand not holding me, and continued.
“Everything Chae-yun told you earlier is the truth.”
“…Don’t lie. You definitely did something. There’s no way Chae-yun would act like that otherwise… You turned her into a monster…”
I couldn’t believe the words coming out of my own mouth.
“This is getting annoying.”
Im Chan-woo’s tone dripped with disgust. For a split second his eyes flashed blue.
“?!”
The wound on his lip—the one my punch had split open—sealed instantly, blood vanishing as if it had never existed. The sight was so unnatural I couldn’t even make a sound. I simply froze, staring in stunned silence.
“Fine. Let’s say you’re right. I turned Chae-yun into this and stole her. Happy now?”
“I knew it… You really are a monster…”
“Seriously…”
Im Chan-woo snorted in disbelief and tossed a headguard at me.
“Put it on. If you don’t, you die.”
He began stretching, then gave a meaningful glance toward his sister leaning against the ring. She nodded, climbed down, and disappeared back into the shadows.
“What the hell are you thinking…”
“Let’s have one sparring match. If you win, I’ll return Chae-yun to normal.”
The casual bet slipped from Im Chan-woo’s mouth the moment he finished stretching.
“…What?”
He didn’t answer. He simply jerked his chin toward the darkness outside the ring. I followed his gaze and saw his sister leading Chae-yun out of the shadows. Even in the dim light, Su-a’s eyes gleamed an unnatural blue. A chill raced across my entire body.
Only now—after obsessing over Chae-yun this entire time—did the rest of the picture snap into focus. The ropes that had bound me, the way they’d simply left me there, every kick and stomp… It had all been Su-a. I had been too fixated on Chae-yun to notice.
“Chae-yun?! Sis!!”
“…”
Chae-yun gave no reply. She simply stood with that same empty expression, staring into space. I tried to run to her, but Im Chan-woo blocked my path.
“If you win. I said if you win.”
“…Did you do it to my sister too?”
He shrugged.
“…So I just have to win, right?”
“Of course. I’ll restore her completely.”
“My sister too. Turn my sister back to normal.”
“…As you wish. I may have learned the rules, but I don’t know them well, so I set my own. That’s fine, yes?”
After a brief pause, as if surprised by the request, he laid out the conditions.
“Simple. We keep going until one person says they can’t anymore. Understood?”
An absurdly straightforward rule for the atmosphere. I took my stance, but Im Chan-woo raised a hand to stop me.
“And the referee will be your father, Senior.”
“What?!”
I whipped my head toward the outside of the ring.
“…!!”
My father sat tied to a chair just beyond the ropes, a gag stuffed in his mouth. He was desperately trying to shout something, but no words came out.
“You fucking bastard!”
“…I’d like to tell you I didn’t do this either, but you wouldn’t believe me anyway. Getting beaten is the fastest way to make the point…”
I charged at him before he could finish the incomprehensible sentence.
There was no need to describe what happened next. It was too one-sided.
“…Ugh…!! Stop… I—I give up…!!”
I looked down at the pathetic man clinging to my leg and twitching. His face was literally a bloody pulp; every inch was so swollen that his original features were unrecognizable. Su-a had asked me to do this, yet I still felt a twinge of guilt. Separate from that, however, I couldn’t hide the disgust I felt for the man groveling at my feet.
“He really does whatever the hell he wants.”
He thinks whatever he likes, acts however he pleases, and deludes himself. Those were the impressions I’d gotten after speaking with him for such a short time. Irritation surged through me. I scratched my head, then grabbed a fistful of his hair and hauled him upright.
“Stand properly, you fucking senior.”
“…Y-yes…!!”
“…You twist everything to suit yourself. You insist you have to be completely clean, that none of this is your fault even now, when you’re in this state?”
“….”
The man trembling so violently I could feel it through my grip no longer carried even a trace of the dignity a senior should possess. The very act of being angry at him had become tiresome.
Su-a appeared behind me at some point. She grabbed her younger brother by the collar and hurled him into the corner of the ring.
“…Heh… hehehe…”
Then she began to laugh. She turned immediately toward our father—who had watched the entire scene—and shouted.
“You’re exactly the same.”
Su-a stepped down from the ring and ripped the tape from the director’s mouth. He let out a small groan, tears streaming down his face as he looked up at her and began to sob.
“Why… why are you doing this…?”
“Don’t you think those words are incredibly selfish?”
“It was all for you. I thought one day you would understand… Even if you couldn’t see it, your mother surely—”
Su-a, who had been listening quietly, suddenly burst into laughter.
“Ah, I don’t need any of that anymore. If I can’t see it or feel it, what is it? You actually thought I would understand something like that? It was all just your own selfish delusion.”
“That’s not true, Su-a…! That’s—”
“Enough. As you said, I’m no longer your daughter. ….♡”
After spitting out those cold words, Su-a left our bound father in the chair, turned to me, and licked her lips. She climbed back into the ring and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around her, sliding my hands down to her ass.
“Get away from my daughter right now!!”
“Shut up. Don’t you dare raise your voice at my real father.”
Su-a shot our father a cold, murderous glare before the expression melted away. Her cheeks flushed like any ordinary woman’s; she gazed up at me with moist, heated eyes and slowly began to strip.
Her body bathed in moonlight. Transparent droplets formed between her legs and dripped onto the ring floor with soft, wet sounds.
“…♡”
Now completely naked in front of her family, Su-a approached her brother where he lay collapsed on the ring.
“…N-noona…”
Understanding the intent behind the way she gripped the ropes above her twitching brother and pushed her ass toward me—presenting her glistening pussy—I stepped forward. I pressed the tip of my cock against the entrance of her already soaked folds, then parted the soft flesh and buried myself to the root in a single thrust. The soft cervical entrance kissed the head of my cock.
“Ahaha♡ All the way inside at once…♡ You’re amazing….♡”
I grabbed Su-a’s trembling waist and began moving without a word. Each time I pulled out and slammed back to the hilt, her incredible tightness squeezed me like thick, velvety fingers. The pleasure made my hips jerk involuntarily. I had felt it the first time I took her virginity, but her pussy seemed almost alive as it milked my cock. The sensation was so intense it made me wonder if this was what people jokingly called a “divine cunt.” Waves of ecstasy engulfed my entire body.
“…Are you two going to keep going without me again?”
A soft sensation pressed against my back. Chae-yun had already stripped and was hugging me from behind, pouting cutely. Without speaking I gently caught her chin and kissed her. She responded naturally, her tongue dancing with mine.
“Haa…♡ Then this time…”
Chae-yun pulled away from me and moved to Su-a. She kissed her.
“Mmph?!”
Su-a’s eyes widened in surprise as she stared at Chae-yun, but Chae-yun continued kissing her without hesitation.
“…Hehe, you wanted to try this with unnie too, didn’t you?♡”
“Ang♡ Mmph?!♡ T-that’s…!♡ Aahh?!♡”
Trapped between me relentlessly thrusting into her lower lips and Chae-yun attacking her upper ones, Su-a writhed helplessly.
“Mmmphhhh?!!!♡♡”
Every time I pulled out and drove back in, Su-a’s body shivered. She occasionally tried to escape Chae-yun’s mouth to gasp for air, only to be caught again and kissed even deeper. Her pussy began clamping down far harder than before. I barely managed to swallow the groan that nearly escaped.
“Ugh?!”
What the hell, this is insane. It feels way too good…! Her inner walls stimulated every inch of my cock. Semen boiled up inside me like mad.
“Haaah♡ I’m going crazyyy♡ Aaaah♡”
Su-a drooled like a beast in heat. Her trembling grew more violent. Her cervix gripped the head of my cock and refused to let go.
“…Ugh?!!”
“Ahaaah♡ So warm inside meeee….♡ Ehehe…♡ I’m so happy…”
Su-a’s womb sucked the cum from my cock as if drinking through a straw. The rippling spasms of her inner walls as she tried to wring out every last drop overwhelmed me. I couldn’t resist; I simply surrendered to the pleasure.
“Haah…!! Kgh…!”
The same fatigue I had felt in the motel. I finally understood its true nature. After I finished ejaculating, I pulled out. A lewd mixture of her juices and my semen oozed from the hole that had held me. Su-a’s legs gave out; she collapsed to her knees on the floor, lost in the waves of ecstasy, able only to let out broken moans of “Ah…♡ Aha…♡”
“…Oh my.”
Chae-yun finished a long, deep kiss with Su-a, wiped her mouth, and walked toward the collapsed Hong Su-ho.
…Right. That bastard was still here.
“…Su-ho oppa, really. How can you get hard watching your own sister get fucked?”
Su-ho was still trembling in the corner, terrified. Yet his pants were pathetically tented after watching his blood-related sister and me.
“…Ugh, I really can’t watch this.”
I deliberately turned my head away. His pathetic state made my stomach turn.
“Aah, I can’t even call you oppa anymore. How did the old ‘me’ ever date a man like this? Right, Su-a unnie♡”
Su-a, who had finally recovered from the aftershocks of pleasure, stood up.
“…Exactly. Compared to Father, he’s a pathetic man. He couldn’t protect his own woman and just blamed everyone else…♡”
Su-a stepped on her brother’s erect cock. Su-ho, too exhausted to move, could only twitch.
“…What the hell, it’s getting even bigger. Fuck, that’s disgusting…!”
“Kyahaha♡ Really? Then let me do it.”
Chae-yun ground her foot against Su-ho’s crotch while Su-a spat on her brother with a gaze full of disgust and stepped away.
“Ah, what a pathetic man…♡ To get rock hard while suffering like this.”
“Ch-Chae… yun…”
“…What? You already came? Haah… A boring human until the very end…”
The white fluid staining Chae-yun’s foot made her sigh. She wiped it on the floor and moved away from Su-ho. Meanwhile Su-a approached her biological father.
“……”
The director kept his head bowed, sobbing silently.
“…A father who can’t understand me is no father I need. You said one day I would understand… How am I supposed to understand a love I can’t even see? Look, this man loves me this much♡”
Su-a spread her legs in front of her father, showing him the cum still flowing from her womb.
“Aah, aaah…!!”
“…We won’t see each other again. Just as you wanted. Really, I’m so glad I became that man’s daughter instead of yours…♡”
“….Su-a…!!”
“…♡”
Snorting, Su-a walked back to me.
“Shall we go now?”
“…Yes, Father♡”
The boxing gym I had said I would train at. I attended for a month and then quit.
“…Mm… Where am I…”
I was definitely at a bar with my senior, wasn’t I? Where is this? Candlelight glowed inside a dark room, creating a dreamlike atmosphere. I barely managed to gather my dizzy thoughts and open my eyes. Expensive furniture filled the space around me.
“…This place…?”
Ah, maybe I got drunk and… did something rude to my senior?! I’m crazy. I’m completely crazy. I went to ask him out on a date and ended up causing trouble instead? Cheon Min-jeong, get a grip.
…Then is this my senior’s house…?
“…Senior?”
My voice echoed softly in the quiet room.
“Where did you go… Huh?”
I tried to get up to look for him, but my body wouldn’t move. Both my hands and feet were tightly bound to a sinister-looking chair.