Chapter 93
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 93
Chapter Title: Grandma in Peril
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Seo Ye-jin took a bite of the pizza toast with her small, baby-bird mouth and chewed the filling slowly.
It looked delicious.
Her face lit up. She flashed a pure, innocent smile. Her eyes evoked the image of a deer's.
Smack. Smack.
She gulped down the lemonade.
Seo Ye-jin's talents embodied pure genius.
If Choi Ah-young was a genius specialized in one field, Seo Ye-jin was an all-around prodigy excelling in multiple areas.
"Tasty?"
Nod.
"Want me to get you another one?"
Shake.
"One more will do?"
[I'm full.]
"Should I get it wrapped? You can take it home and share with Grandma?"
[Thank you so much.]
He wrapped up the toast and cortado.
"How's Grandma doing? Feeling any better?"
Sulk.
Dark clouds gathered in her clear, deer-like eyes. Her bright expression darkened in an instant.
[No. She's really sick.]
"Oh no—where does it hurt? Has she seen a doctor?"
[No. I don't know what's wrong. We couldn't afford the hospital.]
Seo Ye-jin's eyes welled up with tears.
He wanted to rush her grandma to the hospital right then, but unfortunately, she had no money.
Jin-seong checked Seo Ye-jin's inner thoughts.
I hope Grandma doesn't get sick.... I hope she stays healthy for a long time.... She's my only family....
My homeroom teacher said... if I sleep with him... he'll cover Grandma's hospital bills... Should I accept...?
The world's so cruel. Grandma's sick... Friends bully me, calling me a beggar mute... And the teacher...
Glancing at Seo Ye-jin's inner thoughts, Jin-seong's mind froze. His breath caught. Words failed him.
What the fuck?!
It was utterly infuriating, nose-stinging rage. Nothing but "fuck" came to mind.
Fuck...?! That bastard teacher... demanding sex from a minor...? Because she's poor and disabled... Bullied by friends...?
Fuck!!!
He cursed inwardly.
Those crazy psycho fuckers!
A surge of fury boiled up from the depths of his heart.
It was an indescribable, inexpressible rage.
[You look angry.]
[Uncle's face is scary.]
Seo Ye-jin looked scared.
Jin-seong let out a sigh and forced an awkward smile. He tried hard to suppress his boiling anger.
"Mind if I check on Grandma's condition? I'll help however I can."
[Really?]
His offer of help left Seo Ye-jin incredulous. She couldn't help but be wary.
The world was full of villains cloaked in good intentions.
"Yeah, really. No need to be on guard. I don't want anything from you."
His large hand gently stroked her small head.
Seo Ye-jin relaxed a bit, thinking it felt like her late father's hand.
Ha...?
They arrived at Seo Ye-jin's place. Seeing the house, Jin-seong was speechless. It was on the verge of collapse.
"Your parents around?"
[Car accident]
[They passed when I was 7.]
"Just you and Grandma?"
[Yes]
[Grandma's my only family.]
[I hope she's healthy.]
They entered the house.
The interior was surprisingly tidy, unlike the exterior.
Grandma lay on a cold electric blanket.
"Fuck."
Jin-seong checked her condition and jumped in shock.
Critical.
He called an ambulance immediately. They rushed Grandma to the hospital and completed the paperwork. He let out a sigh of relief.
He glanced beside him.
Seo Ye-jin was worried sick. Tears streamed silently down her face. He stroked her head.
"Don't worry about a thing."
[Thank you.]
He comforted Seo Ye-jin.
Jin-seong opened the NH Securities app.
He had already invested 780 million won.
Soon, that 780 million would balloon to at least 2 billion, possibly up to 2.5 billion.
For Grandma... I'll just think of it as doing a good deed... This once, I'll cover the hospital bills myself.
Every time he saw Grandma, his own overlapped in his mind.
Every time he saw Seo Ye-jin, his cute little sister did too.
He had vowed to live by his heart's guidance.
His heart urged him to help them.
He had the money, and his heart said so—there was no reason not to.
"Ye-jin-ah."
[Yes?]
"Here. Buy something yummy."
It was 50,000 won.
60
72/100
Oh Mi-yeon dropped by.
"I made dinner."
"What's on the menu today?"
"Braised LA short ribs."
"Oh?!"
Braised LA short ribs.
One of Jin-seong's absolute favorites.
"I added zucchini and made egg soup too."
"Oh?! Egg soup too?! Sounds amazing."
They carried the food in together.
"Man—the smell is killer."
Mi-yeon's face softened into a pleased smile at Jin-seong's exclamation.
"How about a shot of soju?"
"You can't hold your liquor."
"I wanna set the mood a bit."
"Sure. Let's keep it light."
The table was set with food and soju.
They sat facing each other.
"No tree in sight, huh?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah."
The wish tree was gone.
Jin-seong flashed an awkward smile and averted his gaze.
"Did it disappear after using up its power?"
"...Dunno."
Mi-yeon held the wish fruit.
"This is the fruit from that tree, right?"
"...Dunno."
"Feels so warm. Cozy. Makes my body and mind relax."
Mi-yeon grinned at Jin-seong, who avoided her eyes. Warmth spread from her palm holding the fruit all the way to her toes.
"Bet it'd be good for me—mind if I eat it?"
"Go ahead, but it won't do much for you."
"Really? Now I'm curious. Why no effect on me? What's it do?"
"......"
Jin-seong went silent.
Mi-yeon was perfect, except for her insatiable curiosity.
Smart and quick on the uptake, she always put him on the spot.
"Dig in."
He changed the subject.
"Oh?! Delicious! Seriously good!"
The fluffy egg soup packed with zucchini was great.
The salty, oily braised LA ribs were divine.
"Tch—feeling left out. I'm your woman now, you're my man, but you keep secrets."
"Whoa? Mi-yeon-ah? Your cooking's leveling up daily? These ribs melt in my mouth. So damn good."
Mi-yeon grumbled, but Jin-seong didn't bat an eye.
"Sigh—fine. Won't ask. Eat up."
They clinked glasses.
Clink!
He downed the soju in one go.
"Ahh!"
Pretty woman + dinner + tasty LA ribs + soju = pure bliss.
As he refilled Mi-yeon's glass—
KakaoTalk!
KakaoTalk!
A message popped up. He grabbed his phone.
Uncle—Grandma's surgery went well.
Doctor said if we'd been even a little later, it would've been bad.
Thank you. So much. Without you, Grandma would've...
Grandma had collapsed unconscious from heart disease, low blood pressure, and malnutrition.
Really glad she's okay.
Don't worry about the bills.
Buy lots of good food.
Thank you.
They'd dodged the worst.
Heartwarming.
Jin-seong smiled softly.
"What's so funny?"
"...?"
Mi-yeon's eyes narrowed unpleasantly.
"Chatting with some bitch?"
"No."
He showed her the KakaoTalk with Seo Ye-jin.
And briefly explained the situation.
"Ah...."
Mi-yeon's expression softened. All suspicion and misunderstanding vanished.
"That was a good deed."
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Mi-yeon admired Jin-seong's warm heart and good deeds—they were downright respectable.
"Haa—getting hot."
The soju brought a flush to her cheeks and heat to her body.
"Jin-seong oppa—"
Mi-yeon smiled prettily and nestled into his arms.
"I like you, Jin-seong. I love you. I can't live without you now."
Mi-yeon pressed her lips to his.
"Let me make you feel good. I'll do something pretty for you."
Mi-yeon knelt. She bowed her head and kissed his foot. She licked and sucked it devotedly.
Feels fucking great.
Every lick from Mi-yeon sent waves of satisfaction through him.
"Your breathing's getting heavy? Why? Turned on by licking my feet?"
"Yes...."
Mi-yeon found it humiliating and arousing to kneel and worship the feet of a younger man.
"Want me to slap you?"
"Yes...."
Mi-yeon breathed raggedly.
His question ignited her body and mind.
Arousal peaked, nipples itched, her lower half grew slick.
"Where should I slap?"
"Anywhere."
"Even your face?"
"Yes.... Just go easy...."
Jin-seong hesitated.
He'd half-jokingly asked, never expecting an OK.
"I'll slap your face with my dick."
"Haa... Yes...♡"
He couldn't bring himself to slap her face with his hand.
He had no qualms hitting her tits or ass, but her face felt wrong.
He dropped his pants.
His cock was rock-hard already. He brought it to Mi-yeon's kneeling face.
Anticipation.
Mi-yeon's upturned gaze mixed strange excitement and eager expectation.
Slap!
Jin-seong struck her right cheek with his rigid cock.
Slap! Slap!
Then her left cheek repeatedly.
Thwack! Thwack!
Forehead, nose, lips, chin.
"Stick out your tongue."
Mi-yeon opened her mouth. She extended her tongue long.
Tap! Tap! Tap!
He slapped her tongue with his cock.
Thwack! Thwack! Tap!
He smacked every corner of her face for a good while.
"Like it?"
"Yes...."
Each strike crushed her self-esteem. Shame welled up. Strangely, it aroused her.
"Lick."
Mi-yeon stuck out her tongue, licking his foot, then shin, balls, and finally his cock.
Insane.
The satisfaction was unreal.
"Suck."
Jin-seong sat in the chair. Mi-yeon took his cock in her mouth and sucked.
"Ngh—wanna cum on your face."
Mi-yeon stuck out her tongue. Jin-seong painted thick semen evenly across her forehead, nose bridge, cheeks, tongue, and chin.
Grandma's surgery was a success.
Grandma's talents were Stamina and Recovery.
Her recovery was frighteningly fast for her age. She'd shake off her illness and stand soon.
Seo Ye-jin's face brightened.
[My dream?]
"Yeah."
Seo Ye-jin pondered for a moment.
[I]
She wrote something on her notepad.
[want to talk with Grandma.]
[With my mouth, not sign language.]