Chapter 88
Translator: penny
Chapter: 88
Chapter Title: Yang Hwa-jeong's Night
After finishing dinner, the two women and I stepped out of the lodge.
As promised, it was for Yang Hwa-jeong's treatment.
Of course, I didn't tell the two people left behind at the lodge the reason.
-Woojin. Keep this one company for a bit. If you get bored, teach her some martial arts.
That short remark was enough.
Cheon Woojin shot me a suspicious glance, but seeing Moyong Hui with us, he seemed to grudgingly accept it.
We arrived at the inn like that.
I naturally tried to book just one room, but Moyong Hui insisted on two.
"Darling. We'll talk a bit more between ourselves first, then come get you, so wait here."
It seemed she needed some mental preparation.
Thanks to that, I ended up spending time alone in the inn room again.
'This might actually be for the best.'
I'd been at a loss on how to break the stiff atmosphere, and Moyong Hui had taken the initiative.
I'd been hesitant to say anything, and Yang Hwa-jeong had been too shy to even meet my eyes.
Putting the three of us in one room like this... well.
'We would've just been tiptoeing around each other, barely able to exchange a word. Setting the mood would've been impossible.'
Yet Moyong Hui had stepped up and even handled the preparations. I was truly grateful.
'Is this what they call good wifely support?'
Of course, helping your man embrace another woman wasn't typical wifely duty, but from my position, it felt more touching than any other kind.
She'd even persuaded Yang Hwa-jeong herself.
'Gotta treat Hui even better from now on. Well, I already did, but even more so.'
I should thank her first thing tomorrow morning for understanding.
No, words alone might not be enough.
'Maybe buy her a gift.'
Planting good feelings in the hardworking(?) Moyong Hui would make embracing the next woman smoother, right?
If I eased her into it gradually, someday she might even take me holding other women in stride.
'Not a bad plan.'
I spent quite a while grinning to myself like that when Moyong Hui came to fetch me.
"All set?"
"…."
Moyong Hui narrowed her eyes at my question instead of answering.
Then she huffed and turned her head away.
With just the two of us there, I kissed her to soothe her feelings.
She dodged my lips at first, but soon started responding.
*Smack-
"Darling, stop…!"
I wanted to go all the way with Moyong Hui right there, but Yang Hwa-jeong was waiting alone in the other room.
I smacked my lips in regret, and Moyong Hui pouted hers.
"Tch, I want to do it with you too…."
"I said it's fine together?"
"No thanks!"
Still, after the kiss expressing my affection, her expression had softened quite a bit.
She met my eyes, let out a small sigh, and took my hand.
Then she continued in a slightly downcast voice.
"Darling. I wish this could be the last time… but it probably can't be. Your inner energy isn't growing much from me anymore."
"…!"
I was a little surprised.
This was the first time she'd spoken so bluntly about the Blissful Creation Art.
"I'd love if you only had eyes for me, but I don't want your martial arts to stagnate because of me. Truth be told, that was a big reason I allowed things with Hwa-jeong sister."
'Hui thought that far ahead….'
I'd only been thinking about acquiring new women, but she'd been worrying about my cultivation.
Her words touched me, reigniting the desire that had faded after dozens of trysts.
Unaware of my feelings, Moyong Hui kept going.
"So, darling. Since you're doing it, don't hold back on my account. Go all out."
She said that and gave a bright smile.
It was so beautiful I nearly forgot Yang Hwa-jeong waiting in the other room.
'Oof, starting to feel really guilty.'
This was the first time I'd felt this way about a woman.
Well, thinking back, there'd been exactly once before.
'Aeng-i.'
The courtesan with whom I'd first gained the Blissful Creation Art and consummated it—unintentionally taking her life in the process.
That had been my first and last time feeling this.
Even while raping countless women and earning my name as the Lecherous Demon, I'd never felt it again.
It was the path I'd chosen, after all.
As I fell silent, Moyong Hui squeezed my hand tight.
"Got it?"
"…Yeah."
Moyong Hui nodded in satisfaction.
Then she led me out the door.
Truth be told, up until then, I'd been wondering if I really had to embrace Yang Hwa-jeong tonight.
I just wanted to hold Moyong Hui.
But the moment she led me into the other room, that doubt vanished.
'Holy shit, what the hell?'
Beyond the red glow of the pre-lit incense candle in the room, a woman came into view.
A naked woman kneeling on the bed.
Yang Hwa-jeong's looks had barely scraped by my standards.
But being Baek Rihyeon's mother, close to Moyong Hui, and my expectation of her true form being exceptional had all fueled my desire.
But now wasn't about that.
'…Was she always this pretty?'
She must have bathed while preparing—the grimy state I'd seen at the lodge was gone.
Moyong Hui had even done her makeup, erasing every trace of her sickly pallor to reveal a stunning face.
If I had to nitpick, her bony frame showing her ribs….
'But those tits pass with flying colors!'
Not quite Moyong Hui's level, but her ample breasts fully embodied feminine allure.
As I stood at the door dumbly admiring Yang Hwa-jeong, Moyong Hui jabbed my side with her elbow.
"Darling, what are you doing? You're embarrassing Hwa-jeong sister."
Yang Hwa-jeong's face was visibly flushed even through the makeup.
"Ahem, you look so pretty I didn't recognize you."
My praise made Moyong Hui's expression turn subtly odd.
I couldn't help chuckling at her frozen neither-smile-nor-frown.
'Didn't she just tell me not to mind her and go hard?'
And now that face—she was so easy to read.
Meanwhile, Yang Hwa-jeong shyly squirmed at the compliment.
"…It doesn't look strange?"
Not strange at all.
If anything, she was prettier than expected, which surprised me.
Moyong Hui made me self-conscious, but I decided to ignore her glances as she'd wanted.
I strode forward and shared my honest feelings.
"Lady Yang, you're gorgeous."
She seemed both shy and pleased at the repeated praise.
'Time to dive in.'
Normally I'd build the mood a bit more, but she was already naked.
So I stripped off my clothes in a flash.
My toned naked body revealed, Yang Hwa-jeong stole peeks at me.
But her gaze occasionally drifted behind me.
'…Don't think about it.'
Moyong Hui's stare prickled my back too, but I focused on Yang Hwa-jeong.
I knelt facing her and started with a kiss.
"…!"
Her startled reaction threw me for a loop too.
But I quickly recalled her lack of experience.
'Even when she got pregnant with Baek Rihyeon, it was forced loss of virginity.'
Baek Ri-ju must've been solely focused on slaking his lust when he took her by force.
That explained the stiff kissing.
Seeing her virgin-like responses, I decided to teach her gently, step by step.
*Smack-
I sucked her lower lip with mine, then stirred her mouth with my tongue.
Yang Hwa-jeong, who'd been flustered glancing behind me, slowly closed her eyes.
She began tentatively moving her tongue in time with my breaths.
Once she seemed accustomed, I slid my hand to her breast.
"Hng…!"
She gasped sharply at the sudden touch on her breast.
Her tongue went rigid.
I couldn't tell if it was her inexperience or Moyong Hui behind her, but her tense cuteness was adorable.
'A woman who's borne a child acting like this?'
I'd have believed she was a virgin.
No good.
Couldn't hold back anymore.
I pulled my lips away, and she cautiously opened her tightly shut eyes.
They met Moyong Hui's behind her, startling her.
"Lady Yang. Ignore Hui and focus on me."
"…Yes."
I laid her dainty, nodding form back on the bed.
Then positioned myself between her legs.
Now her full naked body was in view.
Breasts and nipples swollen large from childbirth.
Yet her slit remained tightly closed despite it all.
As I admired it, a gulp came from behind.
'Hui's watching intently too.'
I kept my eyes forward and slowly brought my manhood to her slit.
It was time to show the real union.