Chapter 81
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 81
Chapter Title: Resolution
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『Sun-hu!』
"Mom, sorry for scaring you. I'm okay now."
『Are you with So-young right now?』
"Yeah. I'm with Sis."
『Good. Stick with your sister. Don't even think about anything else. You know how much Mom loves you, right?』
"Yeah. I'm fine now. Really. It was just a momentary lapse."
To doubt Mom's love, even for a second.
I must've really lost it.
Mom's success, Sis's success, Mi-so's success—they all came from their own talent and hard work. There was never any room for me to squeeze in.
Sure, I might've helped a little here and there.
But anyone else could've stepped in and the results would've been the same.
If someone better at acting had practiced lines with Mom.
If someone else had been around to relieve Sis's stress.
If someone had been there to comfort Mi-so's loneliness.
They might've achieved even greater success than they have now.
And to think of it as my merit? That president must be out of his mind.
"Mom. Thank you. For loving me."
Even without that bizarre curse.
Mom still loved me anyway.
Mom's love was truly profound.
Words alone could never express it fully.
『Sun-hu. You have no idea how happy Mom is that you came into my life. So don't thank me. Of course a mom loves her son.』
"Yeah......"
"Cut the crap. Ugh, this is so cringy. Hang up already! You total loser!"
"......Uh, Mom, gotta go. Yeah, love you too."
I hurriedly ended the call at Sis's urging.
"Sis. Can't you give me a little slack? Mom was worried, so of course I had to take the call."
"......You forgetting what we were in the middle of?"
As if I could forget.
Not when it felt this good.
"You're probably the only guy in the world who'd keep fucking his sister while chatting with Mom. You bastard."
Hmm. Fair point.
Maybe next time I'll switch it up.
Fuck Mom while talking on the phone with Sis.
That'd be even rarer.
"But hey, your dick got even harder while you were talking to Mom. You're such a freak for—ngh."
To shut down her nagging, I thrust my hips again.
Stuff like that could kill my hard-on.
"Sis. Do you love me too?"
"Y-You, loser, bastard, seriously."
I kept pounding deep inside her as I asked.
Sis glared at me, her face flushed beet red.
"Tell me, Sis. Say you love me."
"......I, love, you."
"More. Say it more."
"Ngh, I said, I love you, already. Ngh, you damn, loser. Ngh."
Sis's embarrassed face.
It might be rarer than fucking her while talking to Mom.
I kept asking just to see more of it.
Each time, her pussy clenched around me even tighter.
Sis loves me.
I don't know if her love matches mine exactly.
But that's fine.
I won't doubt anymore.
The people I love. The people who love me.
But.
I can't forgive that president.
Offering up Han Se-ah as a sacrifice.
I can't entrust Mi-so to a man who treats his agency's idols like that.
Mi-so has to quit.
I'll borrow the penalty fee from Mom and Sis.
And I'll pay it back—with manual labor if I have to, or even prostituting myself out.
I've got this dick that Sis vouches for, after all.
"Sis! I love you too!"
"Eut, uuugh! Aaaah!"
I sank into the bed alongside Sis.
After the messy, intense sex with Sis.
I slept it off and woke up with a clear head.
In wise-man mode, I sorted through my thoughts.
Go home and tell Mom the truth.
She'd never forgive something like that.
Using idols like escorts.
Even if I didn't tell her to quit, Mom would probably insist on it herself.
Sis still looked exhausted, but I dragged her out of bed anyway.
We had to settle this before the day was out.
By the time we got home.
The president was there.
"You......"
The nerve, showing up here.
I was about to say as much when.
There was someone else next to the president.
Han Se-ah was there too.
Mom and Mi-so, the president and Han Se-ah.
And then me and Sis walked in.
"Sun-hu, you're back?"
"Mom. I'm here too."
"......"
I'd considered the president might show up.
But Han Se-ah? That was unexpected.
How could she show her face right after I heard about that?
And with her here, I couldn't bring myself to tell Mom the truth.
"Mr. Jin Sun-hu. I'm sorry. Our president said some weird things."
A surge of anger.
Why was Se-ah bowing to me?
She was the victim, used by that man.
The president bowed awkwardly too.
"I know you have a lot to say, but could we talk first? Seems like there's some misunderstanding about 'that incident'."
'That incident'.
Han Se-ah probably didn't want to say it in front of Mom or Mi-so either.
I nodded and sat down.
Han Se-ah led the conversation.
"First, about that Lord Craftsman legend. It's fiction, so no need to take it seriously."
"But the cosmic energy."
Han Se-ah smacked the back of the president's head as he tried to speak.
He shut his mouth.
......Huh?
"I told you to quit with the Mijeong Gallery."
"Mijeong Gallery?"
"Mystery Information Gallery. Where all the world's crazy conspiracy theories run wild."
"They're not crazy conspiracies."
Smack.
She hit the back of his head again as he opened his mouth.
The president fell silent, looking dejected.
What the hell?
Even if he was older, smacking him so casually like that?
Like it's a daily routine?
"Our president's a good guy, but he's obsessed with that conspiracy stuff. He seriously believes in UFOs and paranormal phenomena. Fine if he keeps it to himself, but causing trouble for others......"
"UFOs are real though."
Smack.
The president went quiet again.
"As you can see, he's an idiot, but a good-hearted one. He would never neglect his agency's idols. I stake my life on it. Mi-so and the other members are like sisters to me."
Pfft. Sisters?
Sis, who was actually blood-related to Mi-so but didn't get along great, snickered at the word.
Mom shot her a look, and Sis looked away.
Han Se-ah's words rang true.
The president being a conspiracy nut. Valuing his idols.
But then what was that about?
'Han Se-ah is waiting in that room.'
Another misunderstanding?
No way that was anything else.
I wanted to ask outright, but with her right there, I couldn't.
She must've picked up on my skepticism though.
The president spoke gravely.
"Truth is, Se-ah and I are in love."
"What!?"
It was a shock.
Especially seeing Han Se-ah smile faintly as she placed her hand on his.
No way that was a joke.
Ahh. My idol Se-ah......
"We're serious about each other. We plan to marry officially after she retires from being an idol. Or maybe retire upon marriage."
'Please give your blessing, father-in-law!'
The president looked ready to kowtow right then.
'Who the hell's your father-in-law? You thieving bastard! I won't give my Se-ah to an old geezer like you!'
That's what I wanted to shout back.
......No. I must've spaced out for a sec.
We were having a serious talk.
It was that shocking.
"If you're a man too, Mr. Jin Sun-hu, you'll understand what I meant by 'that'."
No?! I understand even less now?!
What guy books a hotel room for his girl and another dude?
That screams he doesn't love her.
No good. Can't hand Se-ah over to a guy like this.
Not my Se-ah, but still.
A man who'd pimp out his woman for business or superstitions.
I can't let him have Se-ah.
"Mr. Jin Sun-hu. Our love is real. I can't explain everything here, but please believe us? We promise to protect Mi-so no matter what."
Se-ah, you too?
Why defend a guy who tried to sell you out?
"Yeah, Oppa. I don't know what happened, but it's probably a misunderstanding. These two are idiots, but they're good people to me. No need for you to worry."
Misunderstanding. A misunderstanding, huh.
Maybe. All I heard was 'Se-ah's in that room.'
I didn't actually hear him say go fuck her and sign the contract.
Maybe he just meant play a game of Dalgona extraction or something.
......Yeah, right.
No matter how you slice it, that's not it.
Or is my head just full of dirty thoughts?
"......Sun-hu told Mi-so to quit being an idol? There must be a good reason if you went that far. Can you tell us?"
Mom, who'd been listening quietly, finally spoke.
She wasn't Mom right now—she was in actress Im Shin-hye mode.
Her charisma was intimidating.
"I'm sorry. It's a private family matter."
The president bowed deeply in apology.
He didn't waver even before Mom's presence.
I could feel his resolve not to compromise on this.
"Sun-hu. Whatever decision you make, Mom's on your side."
Mom took my hand as she said it.
Even without details, if I said quit, she'd back me.
If Mom pushed, Mi-so and the president couldn't resist.
But is that really best for Mi-so?
What if it really was a misunderstanding?
Mistaking the moon for a sea cucumber and panting over it?
Forcing her to quit then would ruin her life.
Mi-so looked anxious, glancing between me and Mom.
Sis seemed indifferent.
The president and Se-ah waited seriously for my answer.
"......For now, I'll believe the president and Se-ah."
They both looked relieved.
"But I want the full story on 'that incident' soon. If it was my misunderstanding, I'll apologize. But if not, I can't leave Mi-so with D.S."
What right do I have?
The thought crossed my mind, but I said it firmly.
Right now, I was the head of this household.
The most useless one, sure, but in this moment, I was the representative.
Mom, Sis, Mi-so—they all acknowledged it.
"Understood. We'll contact you soon."
The president and Se-ah bowed deeply.
"Well, that's settled? I'm off to bed."
Sis yawned and headed to her room.
"Sis. Thanks."
"Hmph."
If she hadn't shown up back then.
If she hadn't comforted me, I might've done something drastic.
I could never thank her enough.
Even if she'd find my gratitude annoying.
"We'll get going too."
"Sorry for today."
The president and Se-ah stood.
"Unnie, President, take care."
After seeing them off.
The peaceful home atmosphere returned.
"Alright, shall we all turn in?"
Mom's words eased my mind.
I guess I'd been more tense than I realized.