Chapter 18
Translator - Zofu
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The sun rose, morning broke.
It's been a week. For a week... I agonized.
Over how to handle Han Seok-ho constantly refusing my help. When all he needs to do is stick close to me and let me caress him... why is he acting like this?
Could there be another woman?
I gritted my teeth. Hard.
That I cannot tolerate.
It's true, Seok-ho now was different from when he was young—he'd grown tall, his style had become manlier, he was popular enough to attract girls... but using that as an excuse to seek 'independence' from me was something I could not stand.
"Oh, Arin! You're here?"
"Oh, uh? Yeah!"
"Let's go together, should we hold hands?"
"Sure, sounds good?"
"Great! Let's go."
"..."
Seok-ho took my right hand.
This was how it was these days. Holding my boyfriend's hand was clearly a happy thing. But at the same time, it was frustrating for me.
I was supposed to be the one leading everything. But gradually, he was taking that initiative away from me.
This stifling feeling—it was exactly like being trapped in a cage.
I was the stronger one, yet I felt like I was the one being cared for. Like a yeti trapped in a cage.
Somehow, I felt like I was the one leaning on my boyfriend more.
As I fiddled with my boyfriend's hand, we suddenly arrived in front of the limousine. Sitting next to me, Seok-ho grinned at me.
His expression was so cute that I tried to place my hand on his head—
but I couldn't.
"Oh, uh, Arin."
My boyfriend grabbed my wrist.
"Huh... yeah?"
"This... it's embarrassing now..."
"Ah."
"You don't have to do this anymore..."
I stared at my boyfriend in shock, eyes wide open.
He let go of my wrist. The strength left my arm, and it dropped limply.
This had never happened before.
He refused.
Warning bells blared nonstop in my head.
"I-I see. Haha."
"Yeah, I'm not that weak anymore. I worked hard... and got stronger. Heehee."
My boyfriend was trying to escape the cage.
And not as a sparrow, but as an eagle.
No matter what, I had to stop him.
Absolutely.
The limousine arrived in front of the school.
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My boyfriend kept growing.
My boyfriend, turning from a worm into a dragon, was trying to escape me. Trying to break free from my embrace.
I agonized for a week. How to revert my boyfriend's personality to what it was. I agonized and agonized.
To make my boyfriend once again weak-willed and foolish.
Gaslighting.
This was the surest method I could think of right now.
Before my boyfriend escaped me further, I had to fix his personality.
Once he crossed a certain point, he'd no longer be a timid boyfriend but a dominant one. When that happened, I wouldn't be able to turn him back. When that happened, I wouldn't be able to endure it.
Today, my boyfriend seemed determined.
A very bad intention to break free from me.
He'd never once refused my touch until now. Today, he refused.
This was a very strong danger signal.
I had to utterly crush that will that dared to oppose my way of love.
Today, I too was determined.
I'd make Seok-ho doubt himself.
And make him lean on me.
I'd make it happen.
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"H-huh? Is this wrong?"
"Did I mess up?"
"Ah, Arin told me not to do that..."
"I'm not sure, should I ask Arin...?"
"I messed up again..."
"Ah, doing what Arin said works."
"Uh, sorry. I guess it's better to do what you think."
"Am I doing okay right now?"
"Ah, another mistake..."
"Sorry... it was my fault."
"Uh, should Arin try this? I don't have confidence... haha."
"Ah, mistake..."
"Again, again, again I messed up."
"I messed up... messed up again, again, again, I was wrong..."
"Sorry, uh, no. It was my fault, uh, sorry..."
"Sorry, Arin."
"Could you, decide for me...?"
A year had passed.
I used various methods. I made him make mistakes on purpose, made him ask questions, continuously made him doubt himself.
Like a dog with its tail tucked, watching him gradually lose spirit with each mistake was immensely satisfying.
Since he couldn't trust himself, his self-esteem plummeted, his once-confident tone became hesitant, his strong heart shriveled.
His self-assertion weakened, and he constantly asked my opinion. Constantly leaned on me more and more.
Seok-ho returned to the cage once more.
Seok-ho returned to my embrace once more.
That fact made my heart flutter with joy.
It wasn't entirely without obstacles.
It was Seok-ho's parents who noticed the change.
When their once-confident son's personality suddenly reverted, his parents tried hard to find the reason.
The first people they suspected were his classmates.
I didn't even register on their radar.
Because in Han Seok-ho's life, I didn't even cast a shadow in a position to torment my boyfriend.
Being his girlfriend was a huge advantage.
Plus, my long history of caring for Seok-ho completely removed me from suspicion.
People died. Specifically, those who were perceptive.
Those who realized I was gaslighting and tried to tell Seok-ho the truth. Trash that interfered with my goal.
I killed them all, without exception.
I covered up all my 'correction process' as that child's fault, killed them socially, then killed them physically.
After that, it was simple.
I deflected any suspicion toward me onto others, and when the gaslighting seemed too much, I boosted his confidence again.
Like tempering steel. A repetition of tightening and loosening.
So that weak mind would take root deep in his heart.
Continuously.
Tighten and loosen, tighten and loosen, tighten and loosen, tighten and loosen...
I repeated this for a year.
Before I knew it, the sunset-stained sky shone through the window.
"U-uh, Arin... something came up..."
"Yeah?"
"Umm, could you come with me? I don't think I can do it alone..."
"Hehe, of course. What is it?"
"Uh, it's nothing major... heehee."
Seeing Seok-ho's weakened state, a grin spread across my face.
Now, I thought I could devour him.
He could no longer escape.
I firmly locked the bars of the cage.
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Three years had passed since I started dating Seok-ho.
With my anxious boyfriend back in my grasp, I could finally move forward with what I'd been unable to finish.
A man and a woman meeting on a bed, skin against skin...
It was time to have sex.
"Arin..."
"♡"
"C-could you go slow?"
Seok-ho smiled at me.
Unable to resist, I wrapped my arm around Seok-ho's neck and tangled our tongues between our lips.
"Slurp, chup, huff, haa haa... how's that, do you like it?"
"Hnng, uh."
"Seems you like it, should I continue?♡"
Again, I attacked his lips. An intense, stimulating kiss—a deep kiss that ravished his tongue with mine.
Looking at Seok-ho, he gazed back with a completely relaxed face. At that sight, my heart began to pound and race.
He lost his mind from just one kiss—a complete pushover.
That fragile, oh-so-fragile look constantly made my pussy wet. Ah, I wanted to shove that cute little dick into my pussy right now.
I had to protect his dick with my pussy.
I too gazed at Seok-ho with languid eyes.
"...Should I?"
Seok-ho silently nodded his head.
That became the signal, and without any foreplay, I enveloped Seok-ho's dick with my soaked pussy, no questions asked.
The cute, twitching dick inside my pussy was so adorable.
I couldn't stop grinding my hips.
Wet, lewd sounds echoed around us.
"Hnng, hoo... hah..."
With dazed, unfocused eyes, he kept trying to raise his hands to hold me.
The eagle had become a sparrow, like a baby bird begging its mother for food. Constantly trying to hold me.
That sight was so adorable. My heart kept thumping.
I didn't refuse. I made Seok-ho put his arms around my waist and pressed my body against his.
"How's that? Does it feel good? Fufufu, this is my first time having sex too, but it seems like you feel better than I do."
"Hnng, ng, hoo... hnn..."
"Seok-ho? Do you love me?♡ Don't try to move, I'll do everything. All you have to do is receive."
"Hnn... hah..."
"Ah♡ Are you about to come? Don't hold back? Just let it all out, shoot your squirming semen to your heart's content in my worry-free womb?♡ I'll go a little faster now..."
I began to shake my hips at high speed.
The tightening and loosening, tightening and releasing of my pussy walls continuously stimulated his dick.
With each "haa haa," the lewd breaths from his mouth, the sight of his face lost in pleasure and unable to think straight, filled my chest with satisfaction.
It's like repaying all the debt that had been piling up. Like a dam that had been blocked for so long has collapsed and the river is flooding. Like I'm being swept away by waves of emotion. That's how I feel right now.
I'm drowning in happiness.
The dick that had been twitching inside my pussy spurted out white semen.
My hips, moving up and down with wet sounds, stopped as they sensed the foreign substance inside my pussy.
He came without warning.
I looked at my boyfriend's eyes, dazed and unfocused.
Completely unable to do anything during sex.
Unable to take the lead in anything.
Powerlessness itself.
This is what I've always wanted.
My womb reacted to that face. But I wasn't satisfied yet. I hadn't come even once. But still, that was a trivial issue.
Though my body wasn't satisfied, my mind was.
That's enough.
The smile wouldn't leave my face.